The Amber Sword

But Brando would still want to do it again if he had a choice.

Experience and rank are no different from life for a player, and there is nothing more urgent for him than a desire to become stronger.

After the pace of gaining experience began to slow down, Brando found himself a little less accustomed, although at the moment the speed of gaining experience far exceeded his experience in the game. After all, this is the outer world beyond the shallow sea, near the very edge of the orderly world of the Magic Sea, the magic enrichment is incredible. In the inner layer of Warnde, when the magic tide drops, experience is acquired at most one-third of the speed of this, and lower players are even lower.

But Brando was somewhat dissatisfied with the rate of ‘snail' jumping every second after being thrifty, thrifty, and enjoying the almost insane rate of absorption of experience he had had had before.

He was even somewhat confused that so much magic was bred in lightning storms - it should at least be at an energy level equal to the enormous amount of energy it unleashed. But he absorbed far less experience than that, and while the previous experience was almost insane, it was only in relation to speed.

Overall, he absorbed less than a quarter of the experience required from the peak of the law to the polar realm, but the difference between the energy released by each lightning bolt being at least a full blow by Saint Hyun and the fact that the storm bred no fewer than a thousand lightning bolts was too great.

Brando silently estimated that even if he slowly absorbed all the remaining experience from the storm, total experience would probably not rise much further, as it was clear that experience would be gained more slowly and less magic would swim in the void.

What he doesn't understand is, how did this happen? Where did the magic go?

He looked up to the distance, the newly formed storm was no longer a threat, almost all the lightning was attracted to him and Eroma, and the energy released by the magic drained in Eroma's sword field before the newly formed storm had signs of calm.

“Eroma,” Brando asked suddenly, "can you see the direction of magic in the void? ”

Eroma ‘looked’ at him and did not answer, only with her hands on his forehead a little.

Brando immediately saw the appearance of a mesh across the earth in his line of sight, between which various kinds of magic were flowing, and as they crossed the mesh, the line of law in the vicinity lit slightly, and the magic formed a downward vortex, beneath which seemed to be a bottomless hole, involving the magic of flow, and then disappeared.

This is the eye of the law, and Brando knows that this is not what he sees, but that Aroma shares what she sees with him, and that vision can only be achieved once the body is perfected. Players can see directly the lowest law of the world without having to apply elements to make the law manifest, which is the biggest difference from mortals after entering the realm of God.

He knew that the mesh he saw was the one that covered the entire Vaughn, the four elements, and Martha's laws in the outer world -- Tiamat, obviously, Tiamat's laws were shifting these magic elsewhere.

As for going to Brando, it is the Medusa and Pandora layers in the Seven-Layer Law Network, which means that Tiamat is actively absorbing and accommodating chaotic magic, which in the past has been very slow - Martha has reached an agreement with the Four-Element Lord to allow the four elements to construct the boundaries and cornerstones of Vaughn, and the magic of the Magic Sea will step into the shallow sea, the Mountains of the Storm, the rivers of Coke Heat and the Earth Pivot, where the magic of chaos will be transformed into the cornerstone of elements and order before being incorporated into Tiamat's Seven-Layer Magic Network, which will finally supply the world of Vaughn.

But now that the foundational rule has disappeared, the Tiamat rule is almost absorbing chaotic magic in a direct way, which inevitably leads to a huge enrichment of Vaughn's world magic and further enhances the world's power hierarchy.

However, it is not without harm that the influx of almost unformatted chaos magic will further exacerbate the Vaughn's indices of chaos, which does not appear to be a good thing for Martha's system of order in the long run, and which I fear will be associated with the history of the Sword of Amber, which plunged the entire world into chaos and war after the Stone Wars.

Brando doesn't know why the Tiamat rule is suddenly insane, but he can't change this established process, and perhaps Martha wants Warnde to reduce his dependence on order, and perhaps not.

But now he knows the magic around him went there...

The center of the storm, where the two men were located, finally began to collapse, and lightning was no longer released in the void, with, and only occasionally, one or two fine beams that flashed around them.

It was a little unfortunate for Brando, but fortunate for the fleet of the Tilmouth Ice Sea clan behind them, Tobrando and Eroma's blessing, who could be said to have escaped. The fleet, sheltered by the wings of Eroma, slowly sailed along the turbulence of the storm whirlpool towards the central area and was soon caught up again by a fleet of Mist clans and Yongdong Harbor in the back.

The three fleets were reunited.

But while the temporary threat was eliminated, the distant storm vortex was still there, like a brilliant passage of purple light, constantly pulling everything around it into its center, and around it were constantly generating or calming new lightning storms, and Brando glanced at the thousands of lightning storms that had been born and died.

There's more magic happening there.

Brando knows.

But this time he didn't dare fly directly with Eroma. The closer he got to the center of the storm swirl, the higher the level of magic, and the more terrifying the energy released during the transition. In the periphery of the storm swirl, lightning storms can form up to dozens of miles across, and lightning clusters covering thousands of miles are rare, and in the center of the storm swirl, such perfect storms are almost everywhere.

And Brando knows that it's obviously not just the storm.

Where magic is abundant, creatures are born for a living, even in the harshest of environments, and the harsher the environment, the tougher the creature. Brando can't imagine what might exist in the center of the storm vortex, possibly a purely elemental creature, or an Ethereal predator or something unnameable.

In the void, it is the home of Leviathan and can be the monster of this ancient beast. Absolutely nothing is the legendary existence that can be named after the beast.

And this time, his goal is the existence of these legends.

Brando flew back to Everwinter Harbor with Eroma, and he and the archangel just landed on the deck and heard a surprise call, and then a little thing flew over and landed in his arms.

Brando picked up her collar and dropped her mention of her shoulder, whose eyes gleamed, “Lord, you are amazing. ”

Too bad Brando ignored Fias because he knew how irrational it was to talk to a curious fairy lady at this time. He knows that the emotion of this fairy lady is not admiration or happiness, but curiosity, and that her posture suggests that there are more than 10,000 questions for you to answer.

Brando wasn't familiar with fairies in the past, but after contacting Aunt Tania with her group of 'Light Fairy friends', she knew how to deal with these little guys.

Faith, who did not receive her response, immediately squeaked her mouth in agony.

Brando quickly saw the white mist and the tower, which surprised him that the spirit of the ancient witch had not complained about his previous actions, and Miss Fairy, instead, thanked him by the Ice Sea clan.

“I thought you'd at least criticize me.” Brando looked at the two women and asked curiously.

The fog shook its head: "You are the one we think Lord Martha chose, and if we can't even understand this, we can't talk about support for you. Now that we have chosen this path, we will not look forward or backward. ”

“Mr. Brando,” said Miss Tata, “if you fail, it will be our failure, but there is no hope, and there is no good chance, and now we are all gamblers, that's all. ”

“Gambling with the fate of the world?” Brando couldn't bear to laugh: “This bet is huge enough. If Red Copper Dragon Retto and his brothers were here, they'd be happy to go crazy. ”

“To be exact, a dead horse should be treated as a living horse doctor," Ruth followed. "I don't really like the word gambling, the blade of flames. ”

“I'm sorry ——”

Tata interrupted the conversation and asked, "Mr. Brando, are we now at the centre of the storm whirlpool? ”

Almost everyone - including the nearby Tyrmouth - turned to Brando, or to the brigadier master, who in their impression was all-powerful, and Brando's performance clearly gave a perfect footnote to that image.

Since there is an omnipotent travel magician here, his opinions naturally deserve attention.

That's almost everyone's idea, except, of course, Miss Fairy herself.

Brando nodded.

“How sure, Mr. Brando? ”

“Before we talk about how sure we are," Brando said, "let's do another thing first, Miss Tata, let the Ice Sea clan, the Mist clan and the Forever Harbor convoy take back the rule line, let the magic pour in outside, and I'll show you something. ”

“What?” Miss Tata stunned: “But in that case...”

“It's all right,” Brando replied, "trust me. ”

……