The Amber Sword

“You underestimate the suitability of our civilization. ”

The dragon queen's voice was a little serious, but hidden with some pride, as if she were not talking about a country founded in dust by the people of black iron, but a glorious and proud history.

“You civilizations, how long have I not heard such lines, and you should understand that you are no different from them.” Miss Merchant's voice is full of disdain: “You are indeed resilient and resilient, as you have been since the moment your world was destroyed, but after so many years of change, are you still the heirs of your civilization? ”

“They bleed differently from you, they embraced different cultures, they were born in this world, they grew up in me, they were nurtured by me - in fact, they had nothing to do with your civilization anymore. ”

“Yes,” Gwendolyn replied coldly, "but as long as I kill you, everything can change. ”

“So this was your idea, after you killed me, to rebuild the kingdom of the people of God." The dark whirlpool in Miss Merchant's eyes lit up slightly: “What about the Black Iron People? Isn't this against her will? ”

“Lord Martha's deduction is only a possibility, but fate still depends on us, and those twilight bastards deserve to die, and I do not recognize them as our heirs. ”

The dragon queen answered harshly.

‘Miss Merchant' laughed for the first time.

Her voice seemed empty and mellow, distinct from Roman's.

“You are trying to say that her decision was wrong because ‘continuation’ is more important to her than ‘correct’ and ‘correct’ is more important to you than ‘continuation’. For that reason, you forced them out of the world, cut off their only hope. Do you really think you can fight me on your own? ”

She couldn't help laughing.

“The death of the gods has nothing to do with us.” The dragon queen looks like she's been stabbed in the foot, revealing an ugly look: “You don't have to pick up the divorce here. ”

She said so in her mouth, but the movement on her hands was not slow, and the line of law was shaped in this dusty world, surrounded by ‘Miss Merchant’.

First are twelve symbols representing the cornerstones of the world, which stand up and surround ‘Roman’. This is followed by the remaining six layers of the Tiamat rule, and finally by the rules of time, space, and existence.

But ‘Roman' turned a blind eye to the threat around her, and she laughed, "Provoke a divorce? Do you think I need to use this technique, I'm just curious about your world, and this is the first time I've seen it from your perspective. It's beautiful and fascinating, but fragile order is just a moment of sophistication, and only chaos is the eternal truth of everything. ”

“How shallow is the perception that you are like a virus in my body, trying to kill your own host; you are living on me, and your ultimate abode should have been eternal life with me. Why should there be unnecessary resistance? ”

“Bullshit.” The dragon queen was reluctant to talk to her, and she would lift her hands, twelve runes flying together, and the whole world would vibrate, and at this moment, Tiamat's law could be seen in the sky all over Warnde. The bright line of law is like a bridge across the sky, from Finn Zan to Cruz, from St. Osor to Eruin, and the bright, silver line intertwines over the sky to form a network, sparkling the night sky, as if the stars' brilliance had dimmed.

Huge runes form a cage over ‘Roman’ 's head.

But the latter turned a blind eye to it, and instead she looked with interest at the scepter in the hands of the dragon queen.

Or it's a sword.

It's a one-handed knight's sword carved out of emerald.

The blade green is like a dream, the jade stone sword ridge is engraved with its only name - green.

“Gaia's scepter is in your hand, so no wonder you're ready for this big scene," Roman replied with some suddenness, “I almost got hurt the last time I was under Similoud's scepter before I knew she had something like this for me--”

“You know this?” The dragon queen frowned and felt a little uneasy.

“This is to blame for the Tianqing knight moving it out too early, you always show your cards too early, how can you blame me for attracting my attention? ”

“It doesn't matter," replied the dragon queen, "the seven sceptres are different, but Gaia's sceptre is for you. It's different from Himilud's sceptre and the blue sceptre, and you'll soon understand. ”

“Then I'll see. ”

"Miss Merchant" 's obsession allowed the anxiety in the Dragon Queen to grow. She dared not delay the time any longer. With one hand, the gray space suddenly opened several optical doors.

At this moment, in Anzeluta, in the Silver Bay, in the wilderness of the Four Realms, in the unicorn forest of St. Osor, a purple night sky is reflected in everyone's eyes ——

Because the element barrier has been completely pulled out of existence, for the first time Vaughn faced the shock of the Sea of Magic and the twelve moons simultaneously appeared in the night sky.

At this moment...

The Warnde Magic Factor is hundreds of times more active, and the nests of countless monsters appear above the earth, and the monster tide is instantly shaped, gushing out of the dark forest and swarming toward cities on the civilized border.

But even more affected is Bunoson, the country of witches, where countless unprotected witches were eroded by the unhindered influx of dark magic in the first place, blazing a black flame all over them, turning to ashes in a screaming cry.

Others, or directly distorted magic alienated into monsters, whose hearts and minds belonged to mankind were instantly wiped out, leaving only an endless hatred for order and civilization.

Only the witches of the Silver Queen and Brando, who remained in the Palace of San Cantipe, were shielded from the Buenos Sons by previous wars, thereby escaping a robbery.

But even so, the King of Witches and the leader of the other witch, former princess Knudel of the kingdom, who finally arrived, raised her head at the same time and looked anxiously at the ceiling in the basement.

Though there was only dirt that sanded down because of the vibrations outside.

The canister holds its own honey canister and looks curiously at two people - the other twin, Laurie, staring at her unwillingly on the other side.

It is clear that hostility between the two sides has not diminished much as a result of the death of the Silver Queen.

But the next moment, Knudel lowered her head and looked at the King of Witches: "Shall we continue? ”

The Witch King hesitated for a moment.

“Go ahead. ”

“Constance finally gave him the Holy Ring, representing the King of Fire, and you know what that means. ”

“We chose the wrong person, but it also proved that she was just a human being, and that the person she chose was not necessarily the right one. ”

“And then what? You know what you're thinking, don't you? ”

“If you will stand up, I will bow to you -” the Witch King replied with some difficulty: "Of all people, I have always thought that only you and the Blue Witch could inherit the position of the Witch. ”

The princess shook her head: “Me and her belong to the last era, my students have gone out of school, and she has found her own students. You are the king of witches of this generation. You deserve this power. You may be the last generation of witches in the world...”

“You want me to help that young man? ”

“Please call him Dragon of Darkness. ”

“ …… ”

Everyone in the room was silent and only Barbasa seemed a little excited.

It took a long time for a sigh to come.

Knudel turned around and looked at the exterior walls of the basement less than an arm away, as if she could penetrate there and see the enormous changes taking place right now outside the Rose Garden and throughout Vaughn.

Twelve rounds of the moon were holy, and the smell of magic descended.

Countless powerful men who had wandered before the Holy Sepulchre suddenly felt the breath of the law of the Holy Land, which had long disappeared at this moment, opening the door between the extreme realm and the realm of the Sage.

The magicians of the Tower of the Stars and the Moon observed more than seven glitters on their astrolabes at this moment.

Seven new saints were born...

Walla stood up from her seat, the old Nederweyn beside her, and the knights of the Flaming Temple watched with amazement.

Not far from him, Royer stared at his old friend, his eyes uncertain. He had just seen a sudden surge in momentum on the other side, but after a moment, he shrunk back and became obscure.

That feeling was as if he had seen not a mighty man of extreme peak power, but a statue of a god in the Temple of Fire.

It smells strong and weak, but it's incredibly sacred.

He stunned for a moment and reacted to what had happened.

“In the realm of sage…? ”

But Walla's expression was the exact opposite of his.

The great saint is staring dead at the ceiling, much like Knudel before. After a long time, he lowered his head and took a deep breath:

“The age of war is upon us, gentlemen, and we may not see peace again in our lifetime; in the time to come, we may face death, despair and endless sorrow, but I hope that you will persevere until we are finally victorious...”

……

The dragons sway their wings and are passing through the dark night sky.

They flew through the sky along the Silver Bay, witnessing first-hand the crash of the Buga's floating city, and the network of magic seemed to be collapsing and being rebuilt, but in any case an era had been curtained by the eyes of these last golden communities.

As the dragon shadow passed through the earth, dark magic was also eroding the boundaries of civilization, and the dragons saw a monster converging in the direction of White Mountain, Tolgrin and St. Clock Town.

Looking above the sky, like a wave of darkness.

But moments later, the sky in these areas suddenly emerged with a single silver wire connected to each other, forming a phase, followed by countless columns of light descending from the sky and falling into these black waves.

The flames burst into flames, shaped like a giant ring of fire, spreading from the central area where the black tide of monsters was struck in all directions, instantly leaving countless monsters in love with the sea of fire.

The golden pupil of Little Mother Dragon Aloz reflected such a magnificent view, and her eyes revealed an incredible divine color.

“War slate. ”

“This is my last legacy to you...”

“Go, my children. ”

She heard a majestic voice echoing in her veins.

At that moment, and then suddenly it became clear that this was an ancient inheritance, that she had actually adopted a true ritual of adulthood at such a time.

Her heritage comes from the crystal, the Dragon of Wisdom.

……