The Amber Sword

The unknown suddenly stopped on the battlefield.

The pale knights are turning back, tens of thousands of eyes behind the battlefield, a platoon of empty knights standing in place, as if waiting silently for something.

“What's the matter? ”

The soul's supreme heart was slightly overwhelmed, and she saw a light column connected between the heavens and the earth, distributed throughout the battlefield.

There are new forces involved in the fighting.

Who is it?

Everybody on their horses.

Brando raised his sword, and Odyphus' golden glow flashed in the sun, a thousand years ago, where people fought for their own destiny.

A thousand years later, it will once again become a flag, and this time it will rewrite the fate of Vaughn.

“Metissa, raise our flag and tell the world that this is the battle of the Eruins! ”

“Victory -! ”

The knights shouted out loud and loud, falling down from the heights on the edge of the forest.

At this moment the Eruins,

Rubiks,

Nine Phoenixes,

Rosalind,

Even Archie with his men.

Everyone no longer has any other thoughts but to fight and then win. Failure, however, is nothing more than a corpse wrapped in Margaux, and death is not worth mentioning for these people.

Everyone is proud.

Fight for honor.

Fight for victory.

The little Silver Elf princess looked up and she threw a silver card, which flipped in the air and turned into a beam of light, going straight over the sky.

Then the clouds split right and left, and a glow fell from the sky, shining on everyone's head.

“May I honor you before I honor you!” Metisa held a spear and shouted, “The Everlasting Circle, gently above the battlefield, knights, inspire--”

Light armor emerged from above the body and a glimmer of light turned against the long guns held by the knights and turned into a shiny silver flag at the tip of the gun.

Above the flag, silver moon teeth sparkle like lilies.

Above the sky.

A golden eye opened slowly, and she stared at the ground, revealing a hint of thoughtfulness: "The travel magician, I had no idea there was a travel magician in the world. ”

“Fine, then the inheritance will not be cut off...”

A bunch of light swords descended on the clouds and plunged straight into the ground. Brando took the lead and the light accompanied him. His sitting horse's hooves were like stepping on cloud fog, flying, and his sword, Odyphus, pointed forward, reflected a burning golden line in the sun.

This gold wire is slicing into the void between the cluster and the unnamed.

The bright lights descending on the clouds also moved forward, raw ploughs into the clusters of armies.

“Cavalry!?” The spiritual lords who commanded in the Highlands saw the scene more clearly, but were astonished: “Who is it? ”

“Look at their flags. They're flagging! ”

“That's...”

“Silver Crescent and Lily Flag...”

“What flag is that? ”

“Has one of the lords of the South fought in his own right? ”

They looked back at the woman with the mercury wand behind them.

But the princes of the dead did not speak a word.

At this moment, this sudden cavalry became the last reserve of the dead and, under the command of two men, hit the most critical spot on the battlefield.

Cavalry preparation, glory inspire--

In Stallone felt as if he had returned to the age of eighteen, when he was still a human being, had not been transformed into what he was, and there was still blood in his heart, full of hope to give everything for the rise of the dead moon.

The spiritual reason gave him an excellent match with Tagus, but the enthusiasm of the early years was long gone, and the rise of the Empire became a cold and orderly process. The spirits' tendency to self-destruct may be due to such contradictory feelings.

No deceased wants to fight alongside the living, let alone a miscellaneous army from the north and the south, whose complex emotions sustain their existence, disgust, calm and have a goal. For the new generation of Madara, only eternal death is a form of tranquillity.

But right now.

Instead, he felt his beating heart and pounded pulsating blood, and he looked back at Tagus and saw the same color in his eyes.

What's going on here?

Everyone's morale was so high that they had to look forward, Brando's back on the back of the horse, like a coronation of an invisible halo, a wing of light that infected everyone.

Died in this battle, perhaps without fail.

His second thought was that the little Silver Elf princess had such a keen sense of battlefield smell that she was no less than herself, and they both identified the weakest point on the battlefield in the first place.

Too bad it's not enough.

Brando looked up at the purple wall that was getting closer and closer in front of him.

He retracted his sword and a golden halo bounced off him, suddenly covering everyone around him.

The knights ran into each other in a flash...

In addition to Magdalene and Delphine, Installon's strength is arguably the weakest of the crowd, and even with a phoenix fire, his skills in action are three points higher than his.

He wasn't originally a defeated spirit lord.

But even so, he was not afraid of it, and the spirits' emotions were apathetic, and there was a very different view of what existed in extinction.

He screamed just because of the hysteria in his heart.

“Kill at least one!” He thought.

He is also well aware of the strength of these clusters, which appear far stronger on this battlefield than the weirdos around Rosalind, whose average strength, almost every head, is above the element manifestation.

But even so, he saw a cluster lifting its sickle-like claws at himself.

The future star of Madara closed her eyes subconsciously and was almost already thinking about how she should minimize her injuries. He didn't expect herself to be able to avoid them and the other person moved much faster than he did.

And at this point, he felt that the long gun in his hand had responded with a solid touch.

“Stabbed! ”

The long gun seemed to have been inserted into the tofu, unobstructed the crystalline armor of the cluster surface and inserted directly into its interior. The monster screamed and swept his claws at him.

Instaron stared into his eyes, watched the claw hit his chest heavily, and then twisted, deformed, broke, and turned into countless scattered pieces of crystal, scattered around the spiral.

“This…”

“Conflict Halo!” Blank whispered, “Such a high-ranking clash halo, my lord, is the Holy Knight Master! ”

Instaron was stunned, and he rushed straight over, still thinking, "Isn't he Jiansheng?

Brando and his knight were like an iron hammer, heavily smashed into the purple ocean, and all the clusters that dared to block them turned to powder in the first place.

The knights who were already on the side of truth, combined with cavalry preparation, encouragement and the addition of the halo of conflict, have now turned into an unstoppable blade, born to cut a path between the clusters of bees.

“Metissa!” Brando suddenly strangled the horses and struck a turner, leaning across against the clusters of armies that were pouring at them, stretching the sword Odyphus forward, a golden sword flying forward.

The golden line instantly stretched onto the battlefield hundreds of feet long, passing by, the clusters intercepted, passing backwards by as many as seventy-eight floors, and the clusters in front were short, as if the sickle swept through the wheat.

Metissa HeartLink, she understood that the Lord was buying time for herself, with a long gun pointing into the sky and shouting, “Heaven is armed! ”

Thousands of silver lines descend from the sky.

Each channel is connected to a cluster of crystals on the ground.

Metissa drew a long gun from the top down.

Countless columns of light draped from the clouds along this silver line, and the flames burned from the top of their heads. Those clusters had no resistance at all and had been turned into flying ash.

Front pause is empty.

The Lords of the Dead have been watching, Finn? When did they get here? But while the Lords of the Lords of the Lords of the Lords of the Lords of the Lords of the Lords of the Lords of the Lords of the Lords of the Lords of the Lords did not delay for a moment, because this sudden cavalry was born into the void between the dead spirit of Madara and the army of the Cluster, and the attack of the other was instantaneous.

As a result, the flanks of at least three regiments were freed, and the Supreme One with the mercury wand gave a decisive order, and she pointed forward with the cane in her hand:

“Work with them, attack! ”

“But we need dragons, more dragons, Your Majesty! ”

“Then find out. ”

“Byzas it...”

“Don't tell me why, I just want answers, and if you can't, I'll let someone who can replace you. ”

She replied coldly.

Minutes later, tens of thousands of skeletal vultures flew out of Madara's position, which is no less than the power of the cluster army to cover the sun in the sky. Unfortunately, their threat to the cluster is too small, and it has fallen as if it were raining.

Anyone can understand that the undead air force cannot support it for long.

Brando suddenly stopped.

“There are magic fluctuations.” White fog whispered on his shoulder.

“What is that thing? ”

Someone's screaming.

Brando raised his head.

Halfway through the air, Leviathan is spinning, it was slightly injured earlier, but it is not worth mentioning to its enormous body that it made a scream through the clouds, and countless clusters of crystals dived down from the air like commands - their offense was unusually simple, falling directly into the camp of the dead like a torrential rainstorm, breaking apart an army's front between their eyes.

But it wasn't this that really made him look so intense.

And over the clouds, suddenly a dark spot of dense numbness appeared.

They crossed with the clusters of armies and instantly came over the battlefield.

With more than a dozen miles on hold, Brando glanced at the original face of these black dots--

Isaac, standing behind the Supreme, laid down his single-barreled telescope in his hand, his hands quietly resting on the brass shell of this magical device were a little pale - unlike the other dead spirits present, he was a human being, a dead wizard of high standing in the Dead Moon Empire.

But unlike the wizards who want eternal life, the dead wizards of humankind always have their kind of weaknesses.

Weakness, cowardice, greed for life, fear of death, greed for power, as if they were supposed to be worthless in this efficient empire, but in fact it was these people who underpinned the transformation of the dead.

He was on this battlefield to see first-hand the extent to which new alchemy had improved the newborn spirit.

The experiment went smoothly--

But at this moment, Isaac is not happy.

“It's a nightmare...” His voice is all a little deformed.

……