The Amber Sword

Roman dreamed of a strange dream.

Those dreams were filled with corpses, thousands of dead people, burning cities in the flames, buildings that were dying * * like hell.

She dreamed that she had become a baby girl, strapped to a swaddle, abandoned on a square whose buildings were tall and magnificent but burned out in flames.

That's not the architectural style of any city she's ever seen.

Neither Pragues nor Ambessel are more distinct from the Krutz aesthetics.

When Brando wasn't around, Roman started to get scared, and she wanted to be Brando, Freya, and make a desperate noise, but in the end she couldn't help but cry and the voice was crisp and loud.

Until someone came out of the fire, it was a bunch of knights covered in armor -- strange armor styles that she'd never seen in Brando's territory.

When the knights saw her, they immediately shouted with surprise. Their language, Roman, had never heard it before, was fast, but she could understand:

“Found her! ”

“Kill her, demon girl! ”

“Thanks to Martha, we're saved! ”

The knights shouted and pulled out their swords, but before they could get close, suddenly a handful of golden flames struck them from the sky. High temperature jets ran down their heads and a flame blew up under their armor, leaving only a few pieces of twisted metal debris scattered.

Roman then saw some men in black and red robes coming out of the fire, silent and holding her directly from the ground.

One of them looked at her attentively, revealing an indescribable divine colour on her face and shaking her head heavily.

He said something that was not the same language as the previous knights, but Roman could still understand: "… what a nightmare. ”

He reached out to kill Roman.

But the people next to him stopped him.

“She's at least our most successful work, and you can't just destroy her. ”

“This is our common result, and perhaps there is another way, and everything awaits the joint ruling of the legislators. ”

The man holding Roman hesitated and stopped his hand in the middle of the air.

“The plan failed completely and we may have to compromise. ”

“No, perhaps we have a second way to go, and the plans of the Druids will not necessarily succeed, and the Bronze Clan is violent and flawed and will not be endorsed by Parliament. ”

“That's not good news, my brother. ”

“But the monitors found that Martha had moved a little, and in a few days she had used 70 percent of the network's energy, very briefly, but with traces. ”

“What's our great mother doing? ”

“Projection, she seems to be projecting something. ”

The man silently dropped his hand: “I'm spying on her...”

Roman dreams of being taken away from that city, and then dreams of another, more spectacular city, many magnificent buildings, sacred halls, many of whom she has never seen, dressed in strange costumes, fighting violently in her dreams.

Then she dreamt that she was locked up in a dark, dark place, and then she slept for thousands of years.

She sobbed in the darkness, calling Brando and Freya's names.

She fell asleep in her dreams, dreaming of Freya, but Freya looked at her in horror, getting further away from her.

She dreamed of herself in a small room, a mess, where two strange bodies fell to her feet.

She dreamed of her aunt, who looked at her frowning, pointing her fingertips at her forehead and reading words in her mouth.

And then I woke up.

She cried, shaking and searching for directions in the darkness, as if there were many sights of strange land departures, a cavalry with fluorescence, riding skeletons; or several shaky skeletons with golden red light in her eyes; and a tsunami ghost, coming out of the darkness.

She found herself in Butch sometime, and the night of the escape, the great army of the dead kept pouring in, but Brando wasn't around this time.

“Brando, Freya, where are you...? ”

She screamed with some fear.

……

Standing on the burning streets, the dragon queen saw the thick smoke pouring, forming a platoon of skeleton cavalry with long guns - riders wearing broken armour, revealing ribs and spines between leaking chains beneath their core, with their lean hands grasping long guns and riding skinny horses - launching an assault on her.

There was no vibration on the ground, yet the cavalry had arrived nearby, and the dragon queen stood still, suddenly crumbling and reshaping into choking smoke before the skeleton rider hit her body with their horse.

The dragon queen groaned.

In front of her, the burning streets restored the sight of a moment ago, as if the previous scene was just a hallucination.

But only a moment later.

She saw another fiery stag jump off a nearby roof and fall in front of her with four hooves, like Brando had seen that one in the black forest, tall and handsome, like a perfect creature.

The tall creature looked down at Gwendolyn and turned back in another direction.

“Divine breath...”

Gwendolyn was slightly shocked.

She hesitated for a moment and chased the past in that direction. Countless ghosts appeared in the flame, pounding at her, but before each head approached her body, a scream of smoke dissipated.

Each and every deer chases back and forth in the burning city, and every time Gwendolyn feels like she's going to reach the latter, the stag suddenly disappears and then appears further afield.

If someone else had already given up on something like this, Gwendolyn would have felt something hidden. She was holding an olive-shaped white gemstone in her hand and the gemstone was slightly feverish in her hand.

“Don't worry, baby,” replied Queen Dragon. "I'll be with you. We'll make it. ”

She muttered to herself.

Roman dreamed of a tree.

It is tall and lush, with luminous slight light, like the legendary Elf Tree of the Elves, the legendary mother of the Elves.

Roman felt a little tired, she grew up a little bit, and with the body of a five- or six-year-old girl, she came under a tree, curled up in a tree cave, and fell asleep in her dreams.

The dragon queen suddenly stopped.

She saw the ground in front of her suddenly torn apart, and countless thorns of fire burst from beneath the slab and rolled into her.

As she changed her complexion, she raised her knife and chopped it forward, an invisible wind blade chopped out of her fingertips, cut the burning vines in half, and the curly plants landed on the floor, instantly turning into a spark, disappearing.

“This is the Golden Devil Tree! ”

Gwendolyn finally recognized it.

She looked away at the stag standing behind a burning thorn and looked at herself with dismay. She probably never dreamed of experiencing an attack on the children of Fenridos one day.

The shepherds planted golden demon trees around Warnde, but one day they planted them on their doorstep.

Gwendolyn suddenly identified the tree, and the shepherd numbered every experiment they had, and every experiment was different, and she recognized that the seeds of the demon tree had been brought to Eluin.

“It is! ”

She finally understood.

This is the dream of the little girl, she suddenly has some chestnuts up, the will of dusk has recovered so quickly, just one of its dreams is enough to affect the world.

We must find her quickly.

Gotta be faster.

The thorns moved again, interwoven with each other, forming a whip wall and rolling towards her. The dragon queen shouted a strange roar from her throat, and if there was a dragon speaker here, she would find that it was a trembling sound stacked thousands of times, and it accurately woven the seven lines of the law together.

A gleaming white light emanated from Gwendoline's mouth, and the burning vines burst into a squeaky scream, which melted away.

But for the golden demon tree, as long as it does not damage its body, it will not lose its fighting power, the thorns will not strike, and immediately rise from the ground, surrounding her in the dense bush, to haunt Gwendolyn.

Gwendolyn immediately took off high and avoided this annoying entanglement. No one knew more about the nature of the Golden Devil tree than she did. She looked around in the middle of the sky and tried to find the body of the Golden Devil tree.

But it was at this time that a white light came to her.

The dragon queen saw what it was, a stone cone worm, a creature that lived in the face of the earth's elements, a great enemy of life and death with the golden demon tree, but at this moment these two natural enemies united against her.

That Trypanosoma was at least ten times bigger than Brando had ever seen, and Gwendolyn screamed almost impatiently: "Mother of Trypanosoma! ”

And then they crashed out.

If you look from above at this moment, you can see that at this moment, in an area near December Square, after a chain reaction, a whole row of burning buildings on a street collapsed in succession.

Gwendolyn climbed out of the rubble and put out the flame on her hair with her hands. Her face did not show depression or frustration. Instead, her blond pupils lit up.

She bounced directly off the ground, spreading a pair of huge wings behind her, shooting at the mother of Trypanosoma halfway through the sky and punching her directly into the body of the mother of Trypanosoma.

It was as if a scene had been reproduced before, but the two sides twisted, the Mother of Trypanosoma screamed, and then flew back like a shell, smashing heavily on the ground, in a cloud of smoke, and spreading as smoke.

At this moment Gwendolyn finally found the body of the Golden Demon Tree.

“I found you, little girl. ”

When she grabbed it in the middle of the sky, the power of the sage spread. After she was born to pull the golden demon tree from the ground and lose the nourishment of the dream, this illusion of the present world immediately split apart and dissipated into invisible starry Mars.

In Roman's dream, the Elf Tree seemed to suddenly wither away.

She climbed out of the tree cave, seemingly looking at the scene with some sadness.

Two ice dragons flying out of the smoke...

“Get lost!” Gwendolyn yelled, pulling them apart with her bare hands.

But at this time, Roman finally came to the battlefield of Ambessel.

The dragon queen looked up at the huge shadow and stood in front of herself.

“The Giant Soldier...” she exclaimed, biting her teeth. "All things come back for a while. Good job! ”

The enormous giant punched her, Gwendolyn dared not catch hard, hurried around, she knew that in Roman's dream the latter dominated everything, the giant soldiers were extremely impressed by each other, that is, the strength of the latter was greatly exaggerated.

The Giant Divine Soldier punched her on the ground and watched as a circle of about 300 meters went directly into nothingness and into a deep pit of dozens of meters.

The polar landscape strikes with all its strength, that's all.

But for the Giant Soldier, obviously, it was not full force, turning around and sweeping backwards towards the dragon. Gwendolyn knew that this was not the way to go, and now she was either doing her best to dragonize - but as soon as she dragonized, the Dragon Temples might soon come to her head - and Gwendolyn obviously didn't want to lose anything, so there was only another way.

She flew up in high altitude, fell on the arms of the Giant Divine Soldier, and then went around behind it, all the way down, the Giant Divine Soldier slapped him in the back, hit him hard, the seismic wave almost shook Gwendoline out a breath of blood, as a saint she had not been so bad, but in fact she herself had not regained her full strength since the First Battle of the Changqing Corridor was wounded.

But the shockwave also accelerated her fall, and she carefully avoided the feet of the Giant Soldier and came directly beneath it to see the businesswoman standing in the street.

Roman closed his eyes and was covered in black air. She looked curiously at Gwendolyn with a slight side of her head and suddenly asked:

“Did Brando ask you to come to me? ”

The giant soldier composed of smoke above the heads of the two men immediately dissipated.

Gwendolyn stopped and looked closely at the little human girl in front of her —— it wasn't the first time she'd seen each other, she'd seen Roman, a female infant, on the last battlefield decades ago.

And then, near Vargas, she saw the little girl from afar, but it wasn't the right time.

She took a gentle breath, as if to calm down her turbulent heart.

“The Dragon of Dusk, we finally triumphed...”

Gwendolyn spoke coldly.

“Brando...” Roman whispered, slightly frowning, revealing a slightly distressed look: “Brando... do... me...”

The businesswoman's voice slowed down and her tone became apathetic.

“Did you wake me, mortal? ”

As if, in the face of such a great will, even a noble and powerful creature such as a giant dragon has become a worm-like insignificant being.

“Who are you--? ”

Roman asked.

“Defeat your men. ”

The dragon queen answered quietly.

……