The Amber Sword

Just as Richard hesitated, Julian, a bitter monk famous for his sexuality behind Finn, almost shouted and yelled: “How dare you, Shield of Aroma -! ”

Like Sidney, the Holy See of the Bitter Brother came from the Angel Eroma with the Holy Sword. How could he tolerate others to stain Eroma's holy things? He had a circle of white gold flame rings in his eyes, and his anger had burned with bears, and he just punched Brando in the face without saying a word.

This is a full blow of anger above the polar realm. In the battle that Rusta has fought this evening, it is also a powerful blow. Under one punch, the entire ground of Rose Garden broke in inches, and the crushed rocks and slabs seemed to lose gravity and floated off the ground.

And the power of the fist itself, as you can imagine.

“Careful!” Finn shouted to his colleagues in a desperate manner: "Her Majesty wants to catch him alive, and he won't be able to use it without Eloma's consent...”

He can't use the shield.

That's how it got stuck in his throat.

Because he clearly saw Brando's shield flashing slightly, and all of Brother Hurricane Julian's attacks became completely invisible ——

Absolute barrier, this is the legendary ability of Aroma's Shield.

That's impossible!

Finn almost paused the action on his hand.

It wasn't just him, in fact, all the polar masters around Brando who had something to do with the Temple of Fire, who couldn't help but stop thinking about a creepy possibility, if this young man had Eroma's approval, then...

What does that mean?

But such a question only makes sense to insiders, and Brando is not in a very good position for bystanders.

The little Ned Man who was watching the battle frowned and was somewhat unclear, he even asked anxiously: “Why hasn't he used it yet? He hasn't used that thing...”

The old Chancellor patted him on the shoulder and shook his head: “Lord Count, you are the Chancellor of the Empire, calm down and take out the temperament of the Imperial nobility. ”

Little Ned Man shook his head with a grin. How could he have calmed down? This battle not only determined Brando's fate, but was also tied to the survival of the Ned Man family.

“Father, Grandfather...? ”

A slight voice came from behind two people.

Old Ned and Little Ned turned around at the same time and saw the Prime Minister standing there in amazement, “Delphine? ”

“This is…”

Delphine looked a little pale. She looked up at her head and her eyes reflected the astonishing battle in Rose Garden. She then saw the mountain girl standing among the crowd, her long red hair slightly smothered in her heart.

“These people…”

“These people, this day, are all on his stage.” Old Neither looked at his granddaughter, shook her head, and slowly turned back and replied.

Because some people are born to shine a light on an era.

The meaning of the Prime Minister's golden eyes is complicated and elusive.

But the colors in the other eye at the scene are much more simple and indifferent.

Silver Queen Constance looked ahead and saw a drop of her own blood flying into the void, and at this moment she was not even too into battle in the field of intent.

The outcome of the battle is inevitable.

But for this moment, she gave too much, and the empire was prepared too long, decades of waiting, misunderstanding, but if the world knew what was behind it, she believed it would all make sense.

She looked up and saw the enormous array of laws that were being created in the void, through which she looked at the black moon in the sky, where she seemed to see the backdrop of two intergenerations.

Everything's ready.

Under Destiny's arrangement...

The sound of rumbling rumbling in the sky, as if some invisible force swept away the clouds in the middle of the sky, the running wolves were forced to open up. Above the clouds, the array of elemental boundaries coincided with teeth like gears, and they spinned over the entire sky, snapping a loop.

Every time the vertical axis moves, the silver line of law sweeps thousands of miles across the sky.

Throughout Warnde, hundreds of millions of people around the world have witnessed this wonder. They saw the clouds shine, and then descended in the middle of the sky into the shadow of a giant tower connected to the sky.

In many parts of the White Mountain area, on the silver coast and in Rubik, even in the far east of Nine Phoenix, in the dead months the sea and the northern poles of Fanzan, in the great glacier, the endless darkness began to spread.

Everlasting night has come.

XX: JUDGEMENT——

Light lost.

There are no waves in the Cui Hai, and the tower is reflected in the eyes of Erlanta in the darkness; the singing of the ghosts of the Pokémon in the forest of eternal mist never ceases, and the same is reflected in the eyes of extraordinarily calm after the wind.

The giant tower hangs alone in the sky.

President Songtao of Cold Cedar Collar reminded Anditina of the black pine forest between the Goran-Elson Mountains, and she pushed the door open, walked out of her room, looked up at the view above the sky, and her eyes sparkled with crystal glow.

Freya also spoke to Princess Griffin in the room, where the candle flames swayed and a huge map was laid, a letterhead was thrown aside and the envelope was opened, revealing a corner of the letterhead.

On a white letterpaper, the pitch-black font is somewhat distorted:

“At the beginning of the month, Alvett, the king of witches, led an army attack on the Golden City front, withering the king of the land, and Rosen, the predator, invaded the Sylman area -”

A somewhat tired but gentle voice sighs:

“Here they come, Mr. Knight never expected to miss...”

“Your Highness, we...”

“Freya, do you like Mr. Knight? ”

“I…”

“I want to give Mr. Knight a gift, you know what the best gift is, Freya. ”

“I don't know. ”

“is a victory, Freya. ”

“But the royal party they...”

“Leave them alone, I am Haruze's sister, the princess of the kingdom, and this time I will fight for the ideals that Mr. Knight shares with me! ”

This is the story of the year of the sword, at the end of which the black rose of Bromandow arrived on schedule.

And at this moment, far from the heart of the Empire, the Silver Queen is staring at the giant tower that hangs in the middle of the sky, with its holy white appearance, once sparkling an era, its name, also the source of the fire of civilization, Babel, which has crashed and returned.

Above the battlefield, Prince Augustus was shouting at Brando, holding the blade in his hand.

The rumbling voice resounded in the sky.

All permissions to contact Tiamat and element boundaries are fully open--

Sydney tried to speak loudly to Ovina in case her voice was covered: “… and then what?” She asked aloud.

For the first time since the departure of the magicians, the line of law between heaven and earth has become so active.

Constance looked at her hands somewhat unbelievably.

This is the power of the Gods.

More powerful than she thought.

Legend has it that the gods can control the network of laws above the boundaries of the elements, and at this moment she clearly feels that the whole world is connected to herself, as if she can take control of the world just by raising her hand.

Her eyes were like a stream of trickling lights, and she saw a silver light in her eyes in a stunned light.

It's a complex text from the most ancient civilizations, and the jumping symbols and fonts that mortals simply can't read, but she can barely distinguish what they mean:

“… Permissions… granted? ”

The Silver Queen finally smiled.

Her eyes seemed to have returned to the present world, and she saw Prince Augustus grow a pair of light wings on his body like a brown bear. An ancient and strange armor covered him. He raised his hands and the short blade in his hands turned into a sword with his hands swinging brightly.

A light column fell on him, covering his entire body.

The blood of a warrior, though cheap, is at least distinguished from a mortal. Constance lifted her hands slightly and waited for a long time, finally paying off and better than she thought.

Babel is dead.

An era has returned.

“And?”

Ovina had a strange glow in her eyes, and it was so bright and scary.

She made a very human move, licking her lips: "And then she waited. ”

“Can you really help the lords?” Sy asked aloud.

“Perhaps,” replied the former, "you should trust him more...”

Sudden power burned the whole of Augustus, as if infinite power filled his body, which could not be explained, but perhaps there was an explanation as well.

“I am the chosen one, the destined lord of this world!” He had a fever in his head, yelled out loud, held his sword in his hands and did his best to cut Brando off with one sword.

When a loud noise sounds.

Augustus only felt his hands numb and then stunned to find himself blocked.

But it wasn't Brando's sword or Brando's shield that got in his way, it was a strange card that every polar strongman around couldn't detect, but he could see the card ——

It's a card between black and white, made of some kind of material, flashing a strange glow, suspended in the middle of the sky, with an indestructible smell beneath it before the sword blade in his hand.

There was no sound in the void, but Augustus heard one of his hearts screaming thunderously, telling him what was the essence of the world.

That is the Law.

That strong order was like a world of its own, Brando reaching out and lightening up on the card.

Millions of graffiti spreading from the cards, as if they were telling stories from beneath a dusty history, crying and heartwarming, an expedition of the knights raising their flags, the warriors' commitment to life and death, which has a name.

It's called loyalty.

‘Loyalty knows no place or time, survival or death--’

……