The Amber Sword

“What did you say? Roman, what's wrong with her? ”

Brando's voice went down, and suddenly something broke in the void.

It was a crisp ‘clicking’ sound, as if the whole world were chopping from its waist. Brando was appalled to see that a crack was winding over the world's crystal walls hundreds of kilometres across, spreading along solid crystal surfaces, initially with only one major crack, but gradually splitting into meshes as it expanded from top to bottom.

A second ‘click' sounded, a bleak shockwave spread from the world's crystal walls, sweeping across in Brando's direction, and a large piece of crystal debris fell off the crystal walls, spinning rapidly in the direction of the Tiamat Law Network, driven by the shockwave.

Those who said it was debris, but after flying close, there were hill sizes, and the first shock spreading from the world's crystal walls swept hundreds of kilometres per second. It was like an angry idea, and it was so fast that in each direction alone, it was a bit like a stretched black whip. The hill-sized debris came rushing across under the end of a rounded long whip. Its power, as you can imagine, changed its complexion when Brando saw the scene.

“Brando, get away!” White also warned him with a sharp voice that, although she seemed increasingly cynical, she was not yet tired of pursuing self-destruction.

Besides, even if she were to die, she would not want to be buried with the person who caused her a lot of trouble, and the latter's relationship with Metisa left her in a state of distress. In fact, Brando hasn't guessed too much about it, and this woman never intended to make him look good.

By then, a piece of crystal had swung and flown, rolling up and down, as big as a mountain peak.

Brando's heart was tight, in fact he was not in very good shape. As White said, he suffered a lot of injuries during his close struggle with the Dusk Dragon. He was in severe pain as long as he moved slightly, and the key was to not be able to help.

In fact, if it weren't for that, it wouldn't have been Dark Coward's turn to shine in front of him--

But Brando wasn't in the mood to take care of the wolves at this time. He was staring at the crystal shards, making a little prediction, and first moving himself off the flight trajectory of the crystal shards. By this time, the mountain was getting closer and closer, whirring across his shoulder, sweeping Brando's shock wave and sweeping him straight out - like a slate in a storm, the previously painfully maintained balance was ruined.

At that moment, Brando only felt his head spinning, and the key was to buzz in his eardrums, as if the buzzing had overshadowed all other perceptions. Blood seeped out of his nose, ears and orbit, but he didn't realize it. There was no foothold in the void. He could only watch himself be pushed by a shock wave in the universe and rolled over, the heavens and the earth turned upside down, and Warnde's bright atmosphere was sometimes beneath his feet, sometimes over his head, making him dizzy.

And deep in the void, the crystal debris that collapsed on the world's crystal walls clashed against each other, rolled over, and under the interaction, their trajectories quickly became tens of thousands of times more complicated, and even under the coolest of circumstances Brando felt that he might not be able to fully calculate the optimal passage between each of the two debris. Not to mention now.

Besides, if he's lucky enough to guess correctly, it doesn't really work, because he's in a lot of pain right now, and he can't stop himself.

After the second crystal fragment collided with another fragment, the two hill-sized fragments collided with each other, making a terrible noise deep in the void, and Brando opened his eyes and watched them crumble into countless sharp, knife-like crystal storms whirring. He raised his hand unconsciously, and the next moment the crystal storm split his head and smashed his face, and his body near the realm of sage, though not afraid of this, scratched these sharp fragments on him.

The key was to tear his clothes apart and reveal a bloody trail underneath, as if Brando had become a dressed beggar in an instant.

None of this bothered him, however, and he immediately lowered his bloody arms and saw two hilly pieces crumbling halfway through each other, altering the trajectory of flight in reverse. One of the hills, carrying scattered pieces, actually flew in its own direction.

“This is the end! ”

Brando couldn't resist the despair in his heart, he couldn't stop his tendency to fly, he could only watch the giant hit himself with one end. Don't look at him now that his physical qualities have surpassed most of the mortals of Warnde's time, but in front of this mountain, which flies dozens of kilometres per second, it's just as bad as smashing into pieces.

But at this moment, the silver-haired girl who had jumped and jumped on countless crystal hills and fought with Dark Coward looked back at this side. She frowned slightly, and the next moment her body flashed, suddenly disappearing from the face of Dark Coward, then appeared not far from Brando. Before the latter reacted, she reached over his shoulder and pushed him again, and Brando felt herself flying like a cloud driving mist, deviating from the original flight trajectory.

When he returned to God, he realized that the hilly crystal debris had crossed with himself far away, and that he was flying in a direction that was getting farther and farther away from the world's crystal walls and closer to the bright atmosphere of Warnde.

Brando couldn't help but wipe a cold sweat and turned to Timmy's long back, his eyes slightly complicated; previously he thought it was Ashes and her twelve daughters who had quarreled over belonging and philosophy, but now he seemed to be one of the weights - at least Timmy seemed really dedicated to stopping Dark Coward from doing it.

“Why would she do that, and what was the purpose of Essex? ”

Timothy smiled back at him: "Mr. Brando, be careful next time, Sister Coward is angry, I may not be able to help you later. ”

“Is that right, Timmy? ”

“Perhaps so. ”

Listen to the wolf ask himself, Brando was silent for a moment.

Far away, dark Coward was cold, and she stood at the peak of a crystal hill, biting her dog's teeth and watching the scene like water; she understood in her heart that her strength had diminished too much in the Sixth Century war, and that she was still dividing herself from her good side. Although she inherited part of Minos' divine power, she did not want to use the power of order at all.

“I am not like her after all...” Dark Coward shook his head mutterly, finally looking at Timmy, his figure began to fade.

Shockwaves sweeping across the world's crystal walls are passing through the void at this moment, from the dark Coward to a phantom figure.

Her illusory figure was suddenly torn apart, turning into a fine patch of light that disappeared without a trace.

On the other hand, Brando, who had just dodged a hijacking, was finding himself facing a new crisis because after thousands of crystal hills, that black shock wave from above the world's crystal walls hit him head-on.

“This is the anger of Little Roman...? ”

Brando looked a little helplessly at this black ripple that stood in front of him like a tall wall, and there was a moment in his mind when he seemed to really see a businesswoman staring at herself.

“Do you want to die? Get ready to resist the shock!” White shouted in his ear.

Nearly subconsciously, a line of law emerged around Brando. And the next moment, little Roman's anger swept in, and Brando felt like he had hit a tangible force, and he flew out, and the feeling of spinning almost immediately came back.

However, during the previous process, he had become familiar with this sense of disorientation, and some of them looked up so hard that he realized that he was being pushed down by the shockwave in the direction of Tiamat's Law Network, where Warnde's bright atmosphere was getting closer and closer.

He squinted his eyes and could almost see the mountains and rivers beneath the clouds. The dawn was rising from beneath the earth, first leaping out of the bright golden light of the horizon. On his head and feet, he hung upside down to see that the edge of the world was completely different from the world he was familiar with. It had no arc of the planet, but rather a stretched straight line, like a chessboard hosting the heavens and the earth.

Along the edge of the mountain river and the ocean, the contours of the city are scattered, and he can even see the white waves of storms rolling over the sea, but the longer he sees them, the more his head starts to faint. He finally remembered his current situation after a moment of trance, and now he had to face another situation, although those large and small crystal mountains were no longer threatening him after being pushed away by the shock waves.

That is how to fall into the atmosphere.

He doesn't know exactly how high Warnde's elemental barrier is, but he can imagine falling like this, and I'm afraid a true god is going to fall and die.

The fall is getting faster and faster, and although the distance remains virtually unchanged relative to the Vaughn continent, he is gradually feeling close to the Tiamat Law Network. He looked up and found that the silver network was bright.

Almost instantly, he penetrated the mesh.

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