The Amber Sword

The glacier was moving at an alarming rate, and Brando's first reaction was to run to both sides of the valley, but his body was already at its limit, and he felt as if every step he took was scattered as a scaffold, less than a tenth of his usual speed - not giving in to talent, but simply allowing him to survive the asthma and escape from the avalanche, which was decades wide.

The earth shouted and shook at his feet, making him unable to stand still. Soon the roaring noise reached behind him, and Brando swept back and saw that the distance looked like nothing more than an ice wall with a snow line. In the near future, a glacial waterfall nearly 100 meters high was formed.

The waterfall swallows everything that passes, mixed with countless sharp rocks, and I'm afraid it won't be much better if people get caught up in it than if they get caught in a meat grinder. But Brando turned around and saw himself at least a few miles from the nearest highlands on either side of the valley, and his heart sank.

“Is he going to die here? ”

He didn't expect to die in the hands of Madara's bone skeleton, in the hands of Eruin's rebels, or in the hands of the Silver Queen, but in a trial.

This is the road that the man once walked —— the Trial of Chongshan.

Tianqing's knight challenged the mountains, the cold wind cut his face, but he was unyielding, as if nothing could stop him. He eventually conquered everything and gained approval from the mountains.

It's a mythical story, a legendary hero.

Brando couldn't help but shake his head - he was still too far from the legend, not unwanted, but unable to do it - too far apart.

He gasped heavily.

Behind you can almost feel the chill of the ice crumbs striking you, although strangely, you should not be able to feel the concept of temperature under a state of death-descendancy. The thought flashed through his mind, then he grabbed his cloak with his opposite hand and tore it off with a scratch and threw it away at will.

Drop the cape, Brando did his best to accelerate a few more steps and suddenly jumped forward - a pitch-black rock burst out of the snow, and he climbed in the snow and grabbed the rock firmly.

Before the last minute, Brando still doesn't intend to give up.

Though hopes are somewhat faint...

The next moment he felt a heavy blow to his back.

He was the body of silver, but the enormous power squeezed him as usual made him have some difficulty breathing. He groaned and almost fainted in the dark.

But fortunately, his gift was strong enough to keep him clear in such circumstances.

Then came the crushed ice and foam that covered the sky, and Brando could only close his eyes and, as if he were in a shock wave, clamped the rock with his hands dead and never let the moving glacier take him away. Because he understands that once he lets go, there is no chance of survival.

The duration of the indomitable gift is still several times longer than its original state after several enhancements, but it is still not too long, and if you are buried under a hundred metres of ice, it is absolutely impossible to succeed in rescuing yourself before the end of the duration.

He gritted his teeth, still passing by violent forces, and never wavered. With so much focus, he felt no sense that his fingers were raw into the rock.

The loose front of the ice falls quickly washed past, while the dense second half of the rock and fragmented glacier followed, and Brando was in new trouble soon after his initial period of relaxation.

The rock trapped in the broken ice, whether he was king of the earth or not - not to mention the fact that several rocks the size of a desktop hit him in the back - seems to be tickling for a silver body when an attack like this usually happens, but here Brando hears a series of crisp sounds behind him, and then comes the pain.

He suddenly understood that it was the sound of a broken rib, but it was not time to make a scream, the giant force was like an ant to put him to death on the rock, Brando had no room for resistance, the air was soon extruded out of his lungs, if he did not have to breathe under the gift, this would be enough to kill him half.

But it was this blow that gave him hope of survival. Brando quickly realized that the toughest moments had passed and that physical damage was not enough to render his gift ineffective, even if he suffered more, until the wave of glaciers had passed, he could use the Angel Heart Bottle to recover.

As I said earlier, although this trial replaced his equipment and condition, the backpack and props did not change. The Thunder Belt, the award horn and even the suspended celestial sphere that Miss Tata had given him from the Tyrmouth were gear, but the Angel Heart Bottle was a genuine and usable prop that was now lying safely and securely in his lumbar.

And in fact, if the Angel Heart Bottle hadn't been physically unable to recover, his previous journey would not have taken so long.

He didn't feel the glacier moving slowly, but the duration of the inflection was also long, and the avalanche was moving too fast, and it would pass from here very quickly.

But what Brando could not have imagined was that when he thought he had escaped, the rock he was closing to suddenly slipped slightly and then leaned in the direction of the glacier.

Brando chirped in his heart and suddenly fell to the bottom of the valley, and he counted, without counting the rock on which he relied, he would not be able to take the lead.

If it's taken away by the glacier, it's all over.

Of course he cannot allow such a thing to happen and do everything in his power to mobilize his laws immediately. He understands that only space laws can save him at this time, but he is desperate - as before, the elements of space and time seem to have been frozen by the severe cold of the world and do not respond at all to his call.

Six months of walking in this extreme world, he has long exhausted the last trace of strength and element.

But Brando has a way.

“Waiver of occupational rank. ”

“Abandon Elements to Make Occupational Level! ”

He snapped the railroad and ordered that, on his system panel, the elements rapidly disappeared, almost instantly, from his list of professions. Abandoning the professional hierarchy to gain experience and transforming it from experience to order point, as this conversion is irreversible, hardly anyone in the game would do so.

But Brando had no choice.

Even if he understood that the occupational grades he converted would eventually still count towards him, and that the same calculation of his part-time punishment would never be cancelled or waived in any way.

But he had to do the same at the moment.

The elements burned the ranks empty, but the point of order obtained was still not enough for him to mobilize the laws of space. Brando, harsh enough, cut off the fifth level on the Chaplain Knight, finally moved up to the fiftieth level of the Chaplain Knight career to fall back to the forty-fifth level.

But this time, he finally got enough power, and the silver line of law once again lit up around him - unfortunately he couldn't get the power of order from the world, otherwise he didn't need to use his own elements at all to improve his body.

Brando cursed this living trial in his heart, while mobilizing the power of his own laws to stabilize the rock, and his power of space quickly recovered with a point of order, quickly extending to the roots of the rock.

Brando thought he had almost seen hope at this moment.

But unfortunately, the last moment he spread the laws of space across the rocks, the glacier struck him hard behind the back with a huge rock.

Before Brando could react, it was dark in front of him, and the line of law that stabilized him suddenly collapsed, "No!” When he screamed, he felt the whole world spinning, and the rock in his hand was loose and he rolled forward with him.

Brando's last thought was to see a rock the size of a mountain behind him run over to himself.

……

Among the hills of Anzeluta, Haruze stared at the necklace that was suspended from Ms. Medusa's chest, a beautiful necklace made of star-like metal, sparkling like a meteor in the night sky.

If he remembers correctly, that substance should be the secret silver that Master Tama and his teacher taught him, a rare and expensive metal.

But what's really striking about this necklace is not the chain it's made of silver, but the pendant, which emits black light, is leading the whole necklace halfway into space.

“Miss Les Mecca, what is this?” Haruze couldn't help but ask, "What were you talking about? ”

But no one answered his question.

Les Mecca and Kayadu stared seriously at the half-air ornament, which also looked at the former, which revealed a struggle, and eventually reached out and tried to grab it.

But Kaya grabbed Les Mecca's hand.

The Dark Elf Girl shook her head firmly.

“The kingdom is overthrown, the earth bears suffering, the creatures endure suffering in this fire, the days of eternal darkness -” she said to Les Mecca in underground language.

“No," Les Mecca shook her head: “This is our treasure, and that prophecy can't be true, and we can't believe this nothingness, Kaya, you know its value, and you can only give it to someone who really knows its value to get what we want —— don't you want to go back? ”

But Kaya was indifferent, and she stared into Les Mecca's eyes and said, "I am the sacrifice of Drosa, and I know that prophecy must be true. Look, Les Mecca, the glory of the ancient kings has penetrated the clouds, and on this earth, a voice is calling the king, but the world turns a blind eye to it. ”

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