The Amber Sword

Once it was born, it could not go away, and it was more real than any nightmare he had ever experienced.

Because if you don't, why does the world still look exactly like Amber Sword?

There is no explanation for his passage, nor for the system he has.

Can't explain the world that can be digitized by game data from the past.

It was for this reason that he was cautiously afraid to do too much exploration, afraid that he would inadvertently discover the truth about the world. He cautiously controlled his gaze to the extent that it was acceptable to him, as if there was no such thing as pretending that it didn't make sense.

It sounds like some ostrich, but for Brando, it's a choice he has to make, otherwise he really suspects he'll go crazy in this dream he's never been able to wake up.

Doubt and denial always destroy everyone's beliefs.

Yet at this moment.

When the Tiamat rule behind the Barrier of Elements ripped the veil and exposed the real side of the world to him, he found that all his previous speculations seemed to have lost ground.

Brando had to stare at the enormous array in the void, not knowing for a moment whether to be happy or uneasy.

It may not be a virtual, or dreamy, world ——

So is the myth described in the Epic of the Lord - Martha made a covenant with the Lord of the Four Pokémon, personally describing Tiamat's laws, which bind the boundaries of the elements, so that the cornerstones of the Vaughn world can be built.

This is the chapter in the Book of Genesis, specifically Genesis II: 1, the history of the world's first breathing moment after its birth in light.

The Aboriginal people were convinced of this, but players thought it was just a fictional but imaginative description.

Brando used to think so.

So in his imagination, the Tiamat rule in mythology should be an immovable entity, an invisible order enclosed over the entire Vaughn world.

Martha's powerlessness created this world, and so miraculous power permeated the world of Vaughn, where people could never see it, nor touch it. For quite some time, the world felt this rule only when the sun and the moon were rising and falling, when the four seasons alternated, when the atmosphere circulated with everything and everything in Vaughn.

Perhaps its only form should be a bunch of silver lines of law, the most basic rules of the Vaughn world interwoven and combined with truth to make up everything in the world.

Just like that shale slab I mentioned earlier ——

And in games, this so-called Tiamat rule should be a piece of data, and it doesn't need much power and miracle. As long as the designers define it, it's like a game engine for Amber Sword, which naturally supports the world's laws of sunset, season after season and everything.

But either way.

At the very least, it should not be like this now, before him, some cold, icy rows of black metal assemblies, far and away, hanging tens of millions of kilometres out of the Vaughn's atmosphere at high altitudes - like a star ring thousands of kilometres wide, though it is parallel to the earth and without any radius.

Brando didn't know if it was Martha's creation, or a miracle that the Gods and Martha had created together.

But this big, cold, cold thing in front of him is obviously the legendary Tiamat rule, the basic order that founded the whole Vaughn law, and after the gods left, it took over everything that manipulated the entire Vaughn world ——

The composition of each rock and soil, the process by which every drop of rain solidifies from the clouds and then falls over the earth, rivers flow, everything grows, even the rise of civilization, the birth of life decays under its management.

If the world were still a game.

So it obviously doesn't need such a strange shaped presence, and the designers' game engines of Amber Sword obviously don't need physical presence in the game.

Then it's all too strange.

What exactly are they?

Brando had to flash his mind. When he finally cleared up such a thought from his mind, he returned to God and heard Fias and Ruth shouting at themselves in their ears.

“Mr. Brando, what's wrong with you? ”

“What exactly are those, Ruth, you know?” Brando asked consciously.

Storms blowing from the world's crystal walls are passing through Tiamat's entire network, but those metallic structures suspended in the void remain motionless in the storm as if they were unaffected by anything.

“I don't know, Mr. Brando,” Root shook his head: "But these must be the legacy the gods left us, and I felt the smell of the ancestors, the dragons and Martha from them. ”

He pulled the blazing sword out of his back and said out loud, "But it doesn't matter right now, Mr. Brando, we're probably going to fall to Warnde, and then I'm going to summon the power of Odyphus and find a way to protect you with Mr. Mallocha, and in any case, you must safely reach the main material level ——”

“Down to Warnde?” Brando stunned for a moment: “Wait, didn't Ms. Tiamas say that we could go through the turbulence of space and follow the flow of magic to the main material level? ”

“Who is Ms. Tiamas and when did she say that?” Ruth asked inexplicably.

“That's...” Brando stayed and asked, "Didn't you see her? ”

“Who, Mr. Brando? ”

Brando glanced at Malocha and Fias, both of whom shook their heads in a hurry, and Brando was stunned, realizing that only he had just seen white.

“What the hell is that woman doing?” Brando couldn't help but wrinkle his eyebrows consciously, at least knowing that ghosts in Warnde weren't invisible unless the latter didn't want to be seen by outsiders.

He couldn't figure out why he did it deliberately, letting himself see it, as if it had been consistent with her performance all along the way, concealing it, or knowing what secrets the clouds were brewing.

“Mr. Brando.” Ruth shouted again: "What did you just mean by going through space turbulence? ”

Although the little prince of the Fire Fairy claimed that he could give his life for the family of the golden flame, no one would be so happy to die if they had any other choice in the face of death.

Brando nodded and the will of dusk was attacking the elemental barrier at this moment. In fact, this rule barrier outside of Warnd has created many cracks at this moment, most of which are fractured spaces and times, which are naturally dangerous for ordinary people, but white advice is not unreasonable for him to have a near-sage body.

The key is that his own element is the space-time element, and as long as the space fault does not kill him in the first place, he can find a way to get through. After all, that thing is actually a chaotic transmission spell, and Warnde's wizards are not much better at it than they are at it, and the touch of the law is far less, far less stable and safer.

The stability of the current space fracture, Brando, cannot guarantee it, and security can only pray for Martha's blessing, but there is at least one thing that is true: the magic tide that flows from the sea of magic must eventually flow to Warnde, so at least the big direction can guarantee it won't go wrong.

And arriving at Warnde through space fractures is certainly much safer in terms of safety than falling directly from this place onto the Warnde continent.

So he nodded and said to Ruth and the others, "Mallocha, Fierce, I'll get you to reset your fate cards later, and I'll find a way to summon you when it's safe. Mr. Ruth, you come into my purse--”

“What bag?” Unlike Fias and Malocha, Ruth stared. He subconsciously looked at Brando's waistpack tied to a bundle of swords, and his face changed.

“Wait, I'm a Fire Element relative! ”

“Now you're nothing. ”

Brando replied, grabbing this little guy with his backhand, opening his belt pack and shoving it in.

“Families of the Blade of Fire, you cannot do this! ”

“Woo woo...”

“... don't do this, I'll choke! ”

Elemental organisms still suffocate? Brando laughed without saying a word. He had never heard such a thing before. He put the lid on his waistbag and the voice of the latter disappeared.

……

Rusta, the capital of the Empire, is no longer a glory of the past.

In an almost completely ruined urban area, hundreds of thousands of people have long been buried beneath dust and gravel. The few who still survive are hiding in the dark corners of Cesar, shaking, waiting for those crystal monsters that pervade the ruins to unravel the ruins and find them.

Then kill them one by one.

A carriage from Palazzo San Cantipe's Rose Garden in a direction in the inner city is now turning to the side of the street, with two horsemen lying dead on the side of the road.

One person's chest was completely depressed and the whole person was crushed under a huge fragment of the city wall, while the other fell fleshly on several burning house beams, as if the body had been abused by some beast.

But at least they were not too far from their goals before they were born.

Not far from the rolling carriage is the estate where the Embassy of the Principality of Antobulo is staying.

Though at this moment the estate has been completely devoured by the Fire Sea, it looks as though it is in hell.

Inside the estate, the bodies of the guards and knights were turned upside down.

But it doesn't look like these people were killed by the impact of meteorites and the scorching sea of fire, or by a terrible struggle with monsters in their lifetime.

To be exact, their faces were blue, their mouths foamed, more like poisoning to death.

……

(PS: My hands trembled when I copied the article at card time. I seem to have copied the last paragraph incorrectly. I don't know if it is or not. In short, I will modify it again, if it really is... OTL.