The Amber Sword

At that moment, this giant wolf had silver hair that was windless and automatic.

“Ooh...”

“Uh-uh-uh-”

She closed her throat and made a distant roar.

At this moment...

It echoes over Warnd's sky.

On the battlefield of Eruin, the two sides of the Winomar confrontation stopped at the same time, and the dead spirits raised their heads and looked up at the sky, and the dead wizards ran from all directions on the battlefield to the center, and the Red Knight Ledios, unknowingly, looked at his companion wizard, the one who was losing his soul and coming from the southern part of the sea of the dead moon.

“Here it comes, here it comes...”

“What's here? ”

“The legend...”

“I don't understand, Your Excellency. ”

“Look, Hella's 17 stars... it's back, they're all back...”

Redios frowned and raised his head.

The battlefield was already a mess, and the wizards screamed and ran aimlessly towards the central crystal of the battlefield, echoing their hysterical voices throughout the battlefield.

And at the other end of the battlefield, Freya was raising her head, looking a little stunned and asking her guardians, "Is that a... wolf scream? ”

“I think so, ma'am...”

“Perhaps the wolves in the direction of the Pine Mountains. Leave them alone. What happened to the dead? Perhaps this is our chance, Ms. Brunhild. Is she here? I need the goddesses to organize and launch an attack! ”

“Madam, just now, Ms. Brunhild, they have left the battlefield. ”

“How? Why, did anyone give them orders? ”

“I don't know, ma'am, they're heading east. ”

“To the east, isn't that where the King of Witches' army is? ”

Freya had an incredible look on her face.

‘Pfft’.

The canister looked somewhat stunned at the broken honey canister that landed on the ground, and the thick amber liquid penetrated from between the tile canister fragments, as if it were a reflection of a round of moon.

She looked up at the dark pine ceiling above her head.

Barbasa looked at the scene shaking and muttered to herself behind her:

“It's coming, it's coming... do you hear me, my lord? ”

On weekdays, sugar canisters may denounce their servants, but at this moment, the little girl's face shows a rare sense of anxiety.

“Signs of Disaster--”

Her heart beat so violently that she suddenly turned around and flushed out the house.

Outside the house, two twin witches next to the Witch King were about to push out the door, and the three hit each other directly, hitting an individual on his horse.

“Ouch! ”

Two little Lolitons scream painfully.

They have been blind to the witches around Brando since they left Rusta. If it had been in the past, both sides would have fought a long time ago, but at this point they had no time to show any dissatisfaction. One of the little Lori climbed up and shouted at the sugar can:

“Do you have the Book of Phantoms? Show it! ”

“Page 650!” The other Lori added.

The sugar can has climbed up and quickly removed a black book of grey poppers from the bookcase.

She swept the black cover with her hands, sweeping the next layer of thick dust, then opened the book, and a row of snug teeth on the door page immediately shrunk back.

The house was quiet, with only the sound of the pages flickering and the dust flying for a while, causing people to cough.

But all of a sudden, the canister stopped.

Just between the thick book pages on her hands, the text on it shines bright golden in a row.

That's just a few short sentences--

……

Over the Strait of Finhotos, a dark purple hue, it is swallowing the last golden red of the sky, stars like sand sinking beneath the sea, gleaming with bright light.

The wolf howls all over the cloud--

It seems to come from all sides, long and haunting the hearts of all.

In the legend of the Ten Cities, the pack of wolves is a sign before the end of the day, and they always sweep the earth before the first snowstorm strikes, thus tearing apart all hope before the end of the winter.

The wolf's voice, as if it were a nightmare in the north wind, sits deep in the heart of every most skilled hunter, shaking them in nightmares, Cesar.

But this time, they terrorized Madala's dead.

Eleven young girls appeared on the battlefield, and no one even saw where they came from, their silver hair dancing with the wind, their necks hanging over the rocks, echoing their mother's call.

The pack of wolves emerged from the fog in all directions, marching around the battlefield, like a wave of waves, followed by endless wolves.

Madara's dark nobles watched the scene motionlessly.

They are proud of the ocean of the dead.

They were once cited as the great enemy's cluster of armies.

But it's not worth mentioning in front of this black tide, those black wolves the size of hills, four claws heavily on the ground, put away, staggered each other, running between them, making thunderous noises, like rain dots in everyone's hearts.

Even if their hearts had stopped beating, they could feel that deep fear at the moment.

Several centuries ago.

They have destroyed the world several times.

The record of the wolf scourge is recorded in the heavy books of Warnd, which are sealed under the dust of history, and the lines are filled with a sense of despair.

And today.

Here they come again.

But this time, it is not with the proclamation of the Last Day.

Dark Coward stood on a tall hill, holding his fist tight, and the beautiful white giant wolf beside her softly said to her:

“Sister, this is what Lord Milos said to us, fate...”

“But I hate it all, I hate the world, I hate that man. ”

“Where's Mother? ”

“Hum--”

The black wolves, like the tide, swept from the left and right of the hills.

They surrounded Brando as if they were defending a high king, whispering and pounding in the direction of the dead spirit.

“Dark Sovereign Shepherd Walks, Before the End, Disaster Behind. In his eyes, the world has no secret--”

Delphine uttered the phrase in silence.

Ancient words, as if they should be true at this moment.

Instaron was afraid to watch the scene unbelievably.

“No!” he suddenly turned back and shouted to his colleagues in nine phoenix: "Tagus, what are you hesitating about, the future His Majesty has promised us, has it come true? No, it's not, Tagus, we have to stop him. Madara must not fail! ”

After that, he pulled out his sword and rushed towards Brando.

His movements were so abrupt that neither Metissa nor Shipamira on one side reacted. Though the Phoenix understood the Lord of the Dead, she stood too far away to make it to the first moment.

Instaron rushed to Brando with an arrow, and he lifted his sword and stabbed the latter.

But at this moment Brando's heart was tied to the five rising swords, but he was not completely unconscious, and he reached out only one finger and blocked the sword of Instaron.

The latter's face reveals a desperate divine colour.

Brando looked down at him and said, "You have broken your promise and desecrated the glory of the Dark Nobility. ”

“I don't care, Count, kill me, for Madara's sake, I die without regret.” Installon's face revealed a resolute divine colour and said aloud.

Only then will Metisa's long gun arrive, pointing straight at the back of the Instarone, and Tagus tried to stop her, but Shipamira used magic to stop her.

“No, Installon!” For the first time, Tagus's face revealed an anxious look: "Lord, don't kill him! ”

The silver elf princess's long gun stopped at the back of the Instalong.

Because she saw Brando shake his head.

Instaron was pale, and of course he understood that he had just walked around in the doorway of Death, and that the dead were not afraid of eternal death, but in the face of destruction, the first reaction of any intelligent existence was an instinctive resistance.

Unless it's crazy.

But Installon obviously hasn't gone mad.

“Why didn't you kill me?” He was mute: “Count, let me bury the black rose of Bromandow. Your men are very helpful, and I am not alone. ”

“If I do not kill you, Madala will not perish. You can still serve Your Majesty. Don't you see?” Brando turns around and says to Tagus, "Tagus, take your friend down. He's a little out of his mind. ”

Tagus shook his head and bent over to thank Brando. He sighed and pulled his colleagues forward.

“Tagus, why, have you betrayed the Empire too? ”

“My friend, do you not understand that this is His Majesty's will? ”

“What…? ”

Brando shook his head, and this Black Lord was only the first day of Madara's future, and his talent in battlefield command was unparalleled, perhaps a little naive at the moment, but in the future he might be more than Metisa, let alone someone like Erin Sanjie.

But after all, there is no one left, and this somewhat untamed Major General Madala lacks a keen political sense of smell and vision. With the exception of Tagus, his relationship with almost everyone inside Madala is not so harmonious. Perhaps it is precisely because of this that Madala's Supreme One made him partner with Tagus.

The two have also proven to be the perfect partners.

And thinking of Her Majesty Maddalene, Brando couldn't help but look up in that direction.

At the centre of the fallen army throughout the battlefield, Her Majesty and her guardian persisted in not retreating, and her guards stood in the centre of the battlefield like a reef.

Thousands of meters apart, Brando seemed to be able to see each other's dark, sunken eyes, watching this direction silently.

So what exactly is the other person thinking?

Her Majesty the Maddalene.

He turned around.

The white figure has long disappeared.

……