The Amber Sword

Looking at it, the gaze was almost filled with bright electric light, and the faces of all the people on the boat were so white that Brando knew that at the most critical juncture, if this wave could not be carried, then all the next experiences would be empty talk.

He turned around and said aloud to the others: "Take the law protection to the maximum, I'll carry it first, but the convoy must at least stay in the aftermath of the shock! ”

“No problem," Tata glanced at the lightning storm that had been pressed from the sky and immediately gave the order to others: "The Misty Elder, the Ice Sea Wise, let the sailors blow the horn, raising the fleet's Law Defense to the highest level. ”

The two elders did not actually need orders, but they also knew that the next convoy was dead or alive. This was the most important struggle, and the passwords quickly passed through the network of minds to every sailor in the Timothy convoy, and the hearts of the seamen played an important role at least at this moment.

With a long sound of a horn, the paddle reaches out from both sides of the boat and enters the surface formed by the line of the law. A translucent mask appears over a dragon warship, and if you look closely, you'll find that these masks are made up of silver lines of law--

These lines of law wrap around each other over the convoy, forming a circle of mysterious law formations that overlap in layers and form the shape of the hemisphere.

Soon after that, the lightning storm of the outermost layer had swept in, like countless winding snake-like electric beams blooming out of a chaotic storm, spitting out a message from the surface of the mask to lick.

The crowd only heard a crackling sound coming from the top of their heads, like a scalp blowing up, raised their heads, just as a glittering flash of light fell on the mask, the mast of the hanging sail first burned, then collapsed, carrying a burning sail towards the deck.

Brando responded the fastest, taking Fierce and White Fog forward, avoiding the mast, and behind them Miss Fairy and Ruth also flew up, swept only by the aftermath of the impact, appearing slightly wolfish.

The two Timorese wise men drew a circle in front of them with their short, thick fingers, and then they could not get in, and the next moment they appeared at the stern.

With a click, the mast fell and swept heavily into the hull, making the whole boat shake slightly. Brando lifted the canvas and shouted to Eroma not far away:

“Now, do it, Eloma! ”

Aroma heard the sword, and Holy Sword Orphis had no physical form in her hand, but held a sword made up of a line of golden law - a sword that, apart from being more complex with the guardian and sword, was almost as close to withdrawing as Brando's blade of flame.

The archangel did not speak, had no expression on his face - in fact, there were no five officials on his face as glorious as an ivory - only a lightning storm struck with a sword in its face.

A golden flame rises from the flotilla, hundreds of meters wide and miles long, straight into the center of the lightning storm, raw against countless purple beams of lightning.

Almost everyone on board closed their eyes unconsciously when a gleaming flash erupted where the center of the lightning storm was hit.

At that moment, right in front of the flotilla, it seemed as if a terrible big explosion had taken place, and the blast had prolonged, causing people to burst into tears even if they covered their eyes with their hands; seconds later, Brando, Miss Fairy and the Tyrmouth people on board had heard a silent, deafening roar.

The roar rang from invisible to tangible, with Fierce's hands clogged in her ears and her mouth all together, but no one could hear what she was trying to say.

Everyone can only hear one voice, which is the constant explosion.

In the midst of strong light and fierce air currents, one can only feel the convoy vibrating violently under the shock, and one wonders what happened to Eroma's sword, whether or not the latter split the terrible lightning storm apart -

Only Brando is an exception.

In fact, if Eroma hadn't had a sword, he already knew how it would turn out, and even if he didn't, the archangel with the sword would have told him.

He could even 'see' that the lightning storm had ripped open a huge mouth by the sword, and that two forces sufficient to allow all the mortals on the earth to crash into the void and explode again.

A bright light wheel swept through the void, and the energy and wind pressure blew everyone's hair upright - but Eroma failed to completely block the tremendous energy released by these fierce magic - and when the purple lightning split apart, it continued to sweep across the convoy as if there was some inertia.

“I see this wave!” Brando's meditation that Eroma had seen her body and hands split apart almost as a flame of incandescent gold shoots from it suggests that her power had already endured its limits.

Archangels with holy swords have done their utmost, and the rest depends on the strength of the Tyrmouths.

The whole convoy shocked suddenly.

The three smaller boats in front of the convoy turned into flames in hectares, burning debris and sparks split into rear voids, and passengers on board had long been turned into flying ash.

Then there's the flagship of Yongdong Harbor.

Brando leaned back and watched the scattered electric light collide with the head of his own battleship, at a moment when the ship almost broke apart. Huge inertia almost lifted him off the deck with giant body and power, heavily hitting the back middt base.

Brando glanced at the scene blindly, but he saw at least a little - that the shield of the convoy had not collapsed and that although it was almost flat shaped by lightning storms, he had tried to maintain its integrity.

This suggests that the convoy is holding up —— the deadliest wave of shocks.

Brando, a spirit, sobered up and he bounced off the deck one by one, reaching out and the blade of flame automatically flew back into his hands. With his sword in his hand, he rushed toward the spot where the mast had fallen, lifted the canvas and rescued Malocha and Miss Fairy from below.

He had no time to ask about both and shouted, “Miss Tata, hurry up and let the convoy go at seven o'clock! ”

Fortunately, Miss Fairy was just a little stunned during the previous shock. Her confused eyes quickly became clear, rubbing her forehead and flying off Brando's palm.

She looked over the deck, at a time when all Timothy people in the entire convoy were in a brief brain void, and some were unconscious because they couldn't stand the shock, falling across the deck - some trying to climb up and others staring lost.

The first to wake up is undoubtedly still two wise men, the Misty Elder himself a strong warrior, who was the least injured in previous shocks, only falling into the middle of a pile of cables, weaving soft and tough cables with sharp seal skin and mitigating the shock to which he was subjected.

So it first climbed out of the pile and ran to the other side to save the Ice Sea Wise Man who fell into the middle of the barrel, and the tower first saw the two Wise Men and immediately flew over there.

“Two wise men, let the Mist and Ice Sea flotillas immediately follow our Forever Harbor flotilla, turning everyone around and moving forward in the direction of seven o'clock.” Tata spoke with some impatience.

Fortunately, the two wise men are the wisest and most experienced members of the clan. Of course, they know what judgement to make at this time. They have little hesitation, and the order goes on.

Soon there was another humming horn between the convoys, and Brando listened to it, and he rushed to the side of the boat, watching as the whole huge convoy slowly began to turn. The scene in the current storm was completely different from what they had seen before, and after the lightning, the enormous energy turbulence made the void show a strange view of land and land --

The original surface of the sea, the light path and the empty, lonely reefs disappeared, the flotilla sailed like an infinite universe surrounded by a five-light energy storm, energy, time and space slowly flowing around the flotilla, looking glorious and spectacular, but actually the most dangerous thing in the world, as long as the flotilla rubbed to one side, it would completely crush the bones.

But Brando understood that the Tillmos fleet was at the heart of the storm, and the horrific energy released as the magic transitioned disturbed the order of space and time. When they swept through the fleet, they also dragged the fleet into a turbulent stream of time and time. The mouth of Eroma's previous sword was the only way they could get out of the place.

But this escape existed for a very short time, and it could be said that they had to compete for seconds, or else they would be wiped out by magic and turned into dust in the void.

But that ‘gate' is not fixed, and it also changes with the flow of magic, wherever and whenever, until it disappears completely. He is not such a master in past games, neither does he have in-depth knowledge of the Magic Storm, nor is he a senior prospector.

Good thing he knows at least some experience.

He put his hand on the bow of the Dragon's Battleship, staring at a layer of light and energy, and he could see that in the previous shocks, the huge fleet of Tyrmouths was almost a third smaller.

And these people, they're not necessarily the last lucky survivors.

What he needs to do now is try to keep as many people alive as possible.

After distributing her work, the fairy lady also returned to Brando, where she stood silently and quietly, looking at everything in front of her. This is the most dangerous moment, but it is also the most intriguing scene for those who have pursued the ultimate mystery of the world all their lives.

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