The Amber Sword

Brando didn't intend to open Dailin's knife, but he couldn't do anything about it. He raised Sina, the frost winner in his hand, after scolding a fool in his heart.

After Sina recast in the shallow sea, the blade became longer than before, making it look a bit like a fine sword, with a sword-like wave-like cage guard beneath which Brando held in his hand, and a sea sapphire embedded in his guard revealed a dark blue glow, like a watermark.

Three light blue apertures open from the sword, two front and one back, the aperture instantly expands to a radius of about a meter, turning each other, as if it were three open optical doors.

“Mero!”

The interwoven silver optical net in front is still resisting a bunch of flames falling from the middle of the sky, the shells of the Dead Fleet landing like rain spots, but at a moment when Sina's activation spell was shouted, a blue light column suddenly emerged - breaking it through from the inside of the optical net, turning against the magic and artillery of the Dead Fleet and stabbing it straight into the pitch-black night sky.

The light was so bright, as if it could light the night in the Strait of Fenhotus, and it lit every eye on the battlefield, turning subconsciously in countless lights.

Adenie and the knights felt the wind sweep past their cheeks, and the air currents and clouds raised by the blue light columns swept everyone's hair up and rubbed their cheeks.

The moment was like a rating.

Dailin is talking to his apprentice to remind them to act with caution, not to leave anything to the queen, to seize the opportunity to get him into trouble, if that is the case - it is as viciously threatening these stateless sorcerer apprentices as ever to pull their souls out and throw them into the crystal tower.

But at this point, someone seemed to be stunned, looking out the starboard window.

The old witch turned around, almost bouncing off her chair, and the crystal ball was crashed from the table it hit and fell to the ground.

Deep in the orbit of this old witch's black hole, the fire of the soul shrunk a little, it slightly opened the jaw composed of white bones, and even the sceptre representing the fleet commander sometime loosened from the miserable white finger.

If his eyeballs hadn't decayed, it would have reflected the bluest glow.

Frost Winner, Sina.

It was after the legendary winter of the Chirnods, when it was said that she had fallen temporarily, that everything was frozen, that the world was covered by snow, and that when she was angry, the world turned into powder in the extreme cold.

She is a part of the Northern Wind Goddess and represents the harshness of winter and mortal awe of nature.

And the Shallow Sea Holy Sword is the embodiment of the will of this goddess.

The silence of all things, the winter of the world--

Each sword has a unique skill, and Sina's skill - warmth - is enough to explain everything.

That's the end of a universe.

Ejected from Sina is a blue column of light formed by countless beams of light surrounding each other, which swoops forward to the fleet of the dead, passing away as if even the air is frozen for it, the elements and laws that make up the air are directly turned into powder and fall.

This strait, before the winter had come, was brimming with heavy snow, very fine snowflakes, like grey dust, as if it were some kind of corpse.

That is the law and the dust of the elemental remains.

The barrage of shells emanating from the fleet of Dark Magic and Dead Spirit near it seems to have been weathered. As the columns of light pass between them, it turns into a tiny dust of colour that disappears with the wind.

Above the fleet of dead spirits, the skeleton sailors were breaking the shackles handcuffed to the limbs of the dragons so that one of their heads could take off from the deck, the ice dragons roaring open their wings, and the first had left the ship's starboard to rotate in preparation for the dive.

But the columns pass between them.

No frozen images appear.

More than twenty ice dragons directly exploded like debris, and the clouds of dust formed around the sky, but this scene happened too quickly. The sailors on board couldn't react at all. The light column had pierced the dust cloud. It first passed the frigate ’Bone of Shadows'. The sailors on the deck instantly vaporized and the boards were frozen. This 47-metre long battleship was interrupted into two cuts. The wooden board, the frozen sails, and the parts covered with white frost fell from the sky like rain.

The moment the light column passes through.

The Cold Raven fleet lost a third of its battleship, including even the only first-class battleship, the Baby of the Soul Sequences, and the seat of Darling.

The demon king, with extreme power, was hit directly through his abdomen by a light column in the shipyard room. Break it into two sections, turn all the rest into powder, and its skull flies out, hits a famous painting in the captain's room, and then lands on the floor.

The red light flashed in the orbit and disappeared with great reluctance.

“Shallow Sea Holy Sword... it is you...”

Her Majesty Majesty the Queen of Madara snatched the mercury cane in her hand with a chilling tone and a more determined attitude.

Dailin's ships turned into powder in the middle of the sky, and all the dead lords were stunned to speak, and they had never seen such horrible power, the pressure coming from the Shallow Sea Sword, almost making them chestnut deep in their souls.

But Brando's attack was clearly not over, and although Sina's power shocked him in his own heart, it was a sacred thing that Sebastian had fought against an army by himself, and when it became complete, it had nearly as much power as Milos had shown when he first saw it.

That is the power of God.

However, Brando felt somewhat overwhelmed when he was harnessing this power, even though the authority vested in him by Tiamat in vain was still in the realm of sainthood at this moment.

He frowned darkly, once again increasing the power output.

It was not the columns of light that sprayed thin on Sina this time, but a conical storm that, more than a dozen miles later, directly covered the entire fleet of dead souls.

Half the sky is arguably a blue glow.

Madara's supreme eyes flashed a heavy light, and she wanted to kill Darrin with Brando's hands.

She raised her mercury cane without thinking.

That is the Lord of the Dark Will.

Folklore often tells us that a mercury wand can open the doors of the world to the underworld, but in the last generation Brando rarely saw this Maddala's supreme show the power of a mercury wand, even in front of Maddala's players.

She is a smart ruler, but there is little news that she is a powerful spirit wizard.

Of course, Brando guessed that the strength of the other side might not go down there, at least that the extreme was what it should be. After all, Maddalene did not inherit a clear empire like Cruz, and there were temples to endorse the throne. In this chaotic world, the only thing she could rely on is her own strength.

The facts prove his speculation.

When the woman raised the mercury cane in her hand, he felt unconnected with the main material surface, and, to be precise, he felt himself in a completely dark world.

For a moment he realized what this place was.

This is the Sea of Magic.

Though nothing surrounds the body, it can feel the magical power that is full of negative emotions such as malice, cold and frenzy. There is only one force in the world that has this attribute: dark magic.

It is also the precursor to dark elements.

Brando raised his head and saw Her Majesty, not far in front of him, holding a mercury wand, the power overflowing his body was indeed at the peak of the extreme.

But it made him feel a little strange that Her Majesty would not fail to understand that at this moment his power was already in the holy sage, not to mention a great killer like Sina, and that her decisive hand against herself, with no fear, was to pull herself into this world of mercury wands, one-on-one?

I'm afraid that's a little unwise, isn't it?

And it doesn't match each other's personality.

But Brando immediately realized that he was terribly wrong. When he saw Madara's supreme one cold glance at him, his long wave-like dark hair automatically rose, and he was astonished to discover that he was sucking the pounding magic of the surrounding sea of magic.

"Absorbing dark magic?” Brando almost thought he was wrong, and even a witch wouldn't dare use dark magic so directly unless she wanted to be a madman immediately.

But it turns out that Her Majesty did not turn insane, and that her black eyes revealed a hint of gold.

The strength of the other side climbed from the top of the polar realm, and the threshold of sainthood was crossed between the turns, but it was not over. Brando clearly felt that the blood and breath of the other side were purifying, and climbing all the way from black iron and silver to the body of gold, before stopping.

A god.

Brando was completely stuck - for the first time in the world he felt that everything he knew was in some sort of unbelievable state, as if the original worldview had collapsed.

He had never heard of anyone who could absorb dark magic so directly for himself, and of course, the bastards under dusk would not talk about it - if mortals had such power, then they would have had to fight dusk, which itself was part of the whole world.

What the hell is this woman?

Or is this the power of a mercury wand?

But Brando immediately shook his head and subconsciously rejected the assumption that the mercury wand itself was only part of the unfinished sword's destruction, even the dark jewels and the sword's destruction had no such power, let alone the district mercury wand?

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