The Amber Sword

“No,” he screamed, "you can't do that! ”

Gwendolyn didn't move, and Fredrich screamed even harder: "Fucking lunatic, stop it! You have no idea what you're doing! You'll regret it! ”

“Please, don't do that! Dear Mrs. Gwendolyn, it's not what you think. You don't understand. You're just going to kill me! You're going to kill Martha and put the world in a state of immortality! ”

But Gwendolyn, the dragon queen's cold eyes, did not stop half on the bitter, struggling evil gods, their rhetorical words she saw much more, she was not those foolish mortals.

She looked up at ‘Roman’ and wanted to see the god of fear from the latter's face.

But she was doomed to disappointment.

‘Miss Merchant' has a strange expression on her face, but it's not scary, it's a little funny, a little —— pity.

That moment.

Gwendolyn almost wanted to stop, but she couldn't, because she couldn't afford this failure, and the herders couldn't, and the world couldn't.

Friedrich's dark eyes turned into despair, from fear to prayer to wings. This despair turned into a long cry:

“I curse you, you fucking * *! ”

“I curse you and this damn world, you're dead! ”

“Ah--”

When it touches the edge of the four-element rule that surrounds‘ Roman ’, all the curses turn into an awesome scream, and then its vast body is so torn apart that it becomes a bloody mist, scattered.

But there was so much golden blood in the mist that it split out of Fredrich's wreckage and floated in this grey space.

There was a moment.

The dragon queen Gwendolyn felt a familiar smell from the blood, as if she had seen a girl with near-innocent eyes, striking a long white dress, standing in front of her, her hands folded, smiling and saying to her:

“Gwendolyn, this is my ideal. Will you help me? ”

“I'm just a wizard. How can I help you, Your Highness? ”

“Everyone has their hopes in this world, Gwendolyn. Don't you have an ideal world? ”

“ …… ”

Of course she does.

Gwendolyn actually lost consciousness for a moment.

When the dragon of dusk is completely destroyed, the world will be destroyed, but order will not be extinguished, and in a long time, the gods will return, and that glorious age will return to the land.

At that time, when the kingdom of men may no longer exist, true peace and tranquillity will come, and perhaps the wishes of Her Royal Highness will come true.

That's the world she was hoping for, though she might not see it herself.

A little vigilance rose from the mind of the dragon queen, she didn't think that she would walk away at this time, and for a while her hands and feet were cold, thinking that she had let the will of dusk slip into thin air because her heart had failed.

She reacted in an instant and grabbed Green and hurried to the center of the grey world.

But 'Miss Merchant' was still there, staring at her motionlessly, in fact the former smiled a little strangely, and did not take any extraordinary action with her.

It was as if she had not intended to break free from the constraints of the elements, but had waited for Gwendolyn's means of implementation for a long time.

Faced with this' romance ’, the dragon queen Gwendolyn finally couldn't help herself, and her confident mind finally relaxed for a moment. This panic spreads to her heart as soon as it arises, and she dares not think about the consequences of failure, not to mention the fact that she cannot fail.

She bites her teeth and releases the scepter in her hand, and the legal formation that binds' Miss Merchant 'immediately begins to spin slowly, while the gold blood suspended in Fredrich's remains slowly drifts towards the latter, which is bound in the centre of the legal battle.

“Princess Constance, if you really want to save the world, please stand with us for the last time! ”

In Gwendolyn's heart there was a silent thought.

But the next moment, her heart lifted up indefinitely.

The golden blood was definitely absorbed by ‘Roman'. After absorbing the blood, 'Miss Merchant' raised her head and looked at her strangely, then wrinkled her little eyebrows, revealing a somewhat painful look on her face and closed her eyes again.

The dragon queen Gwendolyn was never a cowardly, weak person, and rarely put her hopes above anything she could not control, but at this moment she held her fist tight.

As the leader of the herdsman generation.

She believed she had done the best she could, but she was only the last implementer of this enormous plan, and the herdsmen, the Truth Council, the ancestors, for generations, believed that there were not many options left to her.

She believes, and can only believe, in all of this.

Unless Martha has completely abandoned the world, completely abandoned her people.

Fortunately, everything seems to be moving in the right direction - the dragon of dusk is falling asleep, because its inhabited body has absorbed the purest of Gaia's blood, and sixty years ago, in that little baby girl's body, three souls and a will exist at this moment.

The pure goodwill of the Silver Queen and the will of that little girl's pure and flawless divine people, at this moment, is like an invisible cage that traps the dragon of dusk in this body.

It is completely isolated from all forces - be they chaos or order.

Perhaps not for too long.

But fortunately, she doesn't need much time.

After nearly 10,000 years of preparation, this trap finally came into effect, and the cage is at the center of the world, at the center of the elemental barrier, at the center of the Tiamat rule, and at the absolute center of Vaughn.

This is the best chance to kill it.

And Martha left this last hope--

She raised the green in her hand and finally took a look at the world, perhaps the last glimpse of the world, because soon it will become nothingness - along with the four elements.

And then the Tiamat rule that surrounded Warnde's periphery would collapse completely, and civilization would be destroyed and reborn several times, as it had shown in the previous five eras.

But this time, the late enemy of order, the Dragon of Dusk, will be buried with it.

It was the first and last time it came into the world.

Just like the gods and Martha did.

And the next time civilization is re-established on the ruins of this era, there will be no more pain and despair in this world, no more black forests to erode the borders of civilization, and the magic tide has long subsided, which will perhaps be a glorious era of endless hope.

It belongs to the returning gods and people.

“Your Highness, you may rest in peace. ”

Gwendolyn sighed.

But all of a sudden, she felt like she had lost touch with her natural scepter. This shock was so small that the dragon queen thought she had a delusion, and she raised her head, shocked to discover that countless lines of silver law appeared from the void, linked to the natural scepter in her hand - the green.

Green seemed to create some kind of self will and flew out of her hand, then rose into the void.

Then she saw with horror that the whole world was beginning to darken.

And then a sound went off.

“So sad...”

“Who!”

Gwendolyn screamed, and she heard that it was not the will of dusk, that empty, flat voice, which sounded even weirder but more human.

More emotional, to be exact.

It sighs deeply, as if infinitely sorry for something.

“No...” Gwendolyn suddenly recognized the voice, and her face was full of unbelievable colors: “How could this be...”

“... what, don't you recognize me, Lord Dragon Queen?” The voice said again.

It's a little thin, though cold and icy, but it does sound like a teenage girl.

But this time, Gwendolyn heard better.

That was the little girl's voice.

She hasn't seen each other many times, and the only thing she knows about them is about knowing a name called 'Roman’, but what does that have to do with her?

A rural girl born in Butch wouldn't even be able to take a closer look if it weren't for the dusk will in her body.

“You are…”

“Oh, isn't it strange, why should I compete with a little girl for control of this body?” The girl's voice echoes in space: “She's me, I'm her. What difference does it make? ”

“You… you have always been the dragon of dusk? ”

The dragon queen Gwendolyn was like a thunderbolt.

She finally understood what had happened. The will of dusk had abandoned its existence from the beginning, and the little girl born in Butch had been the dragon of dusk from the beginning, but she thought that the will of the other party was only the body of dusk.

So...

Her imagination of binding the dragon of dusk with the will of Roman and the Silver Queen was simply a fantasy of desire, and ridiculously, she believed it was true.

But what she couldn't believe was that the Dragon of Dusk dared to do so and make herself an ordinary little human girl.

If they were killed before they woke up, there would never be a dragon of dusk in the world.

Gwendolyn actually stood there for a while.

The shepherd spent tens of thousands of years in the shadows, and she and her teacher worked hard, even sacrificing what Constance had done - waking up the dusk and then killing it. Instead of killing her when she saw the baby, there would never have been any subsequent problems.

Her Royal Highness does not have to die.

Nor does the elemental world have to be destroyed.

Her heart was as strong as steel, but at this moment she couldn't help but create a crack of regret. As if the whole world had collapsed for it, Gwendolyn understood at that moment that she had failed herself and had failed.

And the point is, she built it all herself.

“Why did you do this...” Gwendolyn muttered to herself. "Why do you have to do so much to destroy us? ”

“More of this?” ‘Roman' opened his eyes and looked at her with a smile: 'Because every time you can finally escape punishment, I'm tired of this game of hiding, this time I'm going to destroy the world completely, but first I have to destroy Martha. ”

“So I have to come here myself to explore your secrets--”

She pointed to the green halfway through the sky: “So I must thank you for putting Martha's power in my hands. ”

The dragon queen is freezing.

“Most ridiculously,” ‘Miss Merchant' continued, ignoring the feelings of the latter, "you do not share the civilization built by the people of Black Iron, and you do not think that any people deserve to inherit your civilization. But the funny thing is, why don't you try it the same way? ”

“You think blood is everything that Martha has power over? ”

“How sad...”

“So let me show you the real side of the world before everything is destroyed, so that you can see how terrible your ignorance is. ”

‘Roman' shook his head, then got serious and said, “Introduce yourself again, Ms. Gwendolyn, I am Roman, and I will be the world's eternal destroyer. But that doesn't really matter, because your civilization will last forever with my memory, because order is part of chaos ——”

……