The Amber Sword

On the platform of the trees, a fast sailboat was docking at the port, and the craftsmen and engineers of the Hazel were making intensive efforts to make the final modifications to the ships.

Several White Lion Knights are in the process of selecting volunteers, but there are too many volunteers to congest the emergency access to the lower and upper levels. Young and brave Toniguer sailors loudly refute the officers' ridiculous conclusions, and ultimately - why not choose them?

“You're too young. ”

“Sir, I just look small. ”

“This gentleman, we only recruit soldiers here. ”

“No, no, no. I'm a soldier too! I used to be a cavalry of the Southern Legion. Look at the wounds on my arm. It was left over from the first Black Rose War. Why do you Tonigars look down on people? ”

The young craftsmen of the Hazers looked at the screaming Eruins and shook their heads back to their posts.

The first mate and master sailor stood beside this eyebrow show teenager -- the young man looked at them and said, “I've told you more than once how this anchoring device works, and the core part of it is this space anchor, a space anchoring effect created by Thirteen Rings, which can disrupt transmission —— do you know what Thirteen Rings is? ”

“Understood, understood.” The two nodded in unison.

Young craftsmen looked at them skeptically: “In that case, you should not omit the operating steps without authorization. Magic or magic technology is a serious matter. Do you have any idea how serious the problem would be if you let us lose a ship in advance because of your misoperation? ”

“Yes, yes.” The two men replied with sweat.

“Do you really understand?” Young craftsmen picked brilliant eyebrows.

“Understood,” the first mate nodded. “It's just that I thought," Why can't we just open the loop of mechanical locking and activating the anchoring device and do it together? "That would save us a lot of time, right? I mean, we're all going to die anyway —— just activate the spell, wouldn't it? ”

Young craftsmen stare at this suspicious guy.

The first mate can only surrender: “Your Excellency is in charge, Your Excellency is in charge. ”

“Anyway," the teenager nodded to his satisfaction: “Do you understand? ”

“Understood. Understood.” Bosun stabbed his colleague with his elbow for a moment and replied, "In short, Your Excellency, don't worry about giving us this. ”

Young craftsmen frowned and slightly curved beautiful eyebrows revealed what seemed to be a 'ha’ sound: “You seem to have made a mistake and let you learn to operate this thing just in case. Who said I was leaving? Can you handle this anchoring device well, but you're far worse than professionals --"

First mate and sailor face each other: “But… Your Excellency, this ship is…”

“What, only you are allowed to be brave, the Hazers are cowards?” He knocked on the magic device and made an empty voice: “I couldn't solve that delivery channel, and I stayed there and it turned out the same, rather than dying at home, on the front line. ”

“But…” replied the first mate, swallowing: "Your Excellency, you can only play a greater role if you stay here. ”

Young craftsmen don't lift their eyelids, and they say, "I can't help it. It's the decision of the Prophet. You can raise objections with your commanders. Any other questions? ”

The first mate and master sailor looked at each other and shook their heads: “No problem. ”

The teenager looked at the two men and the corner of his mouth curled.

Sailor picked up the iron ball beside him and asked, "What is this, a shell? ”

“This is the anchoring device for the Little One," replied the young craftsman, "it's equipped for the empty cavalry, and it works in a way that is not inferior to the number of spell rings on this large device —— but it has a much smaller impact. Simply put, this thing needs to be close to a certain point in order to be useful, and it's almost impossible for an unprotected empty cavalry to get inside that portal, so holding it is only a psychological consolation. ”

The sailor held it in his hand and looked to the right and finally asked, "Can we take it? ”

“Whatever.” Young craftsmen replied, "It's precious, but it's plentiful here. ”

Two nodded and one took one.

Far away Odin looked at the situation in the port and suddenly there was some peace in his heart.

Because this is an era like this.

People can die generously to protect everything.

And that's such an Eruin.

At this moment it will be doomed to shine in the rivers of the past and the future.

……

In a slight crackling, Freya returned to God. The sword in her hand had penetrated the corpse of the cluster sometime, and she coughed heavily and the blood came down the corner of her mouth.

Blood-soaked hair strapped to her forehead, she pulled her sword back out and fell on her knees because of the instability of her harvest. Her eyes were dark for a moment, her footsteps rang out, a small group of soldiers passed by her, but the smoke was so high that people could not find the Eruin goddess of martial arts.

Freya suddenly felt something in her heart.

A monotonous buzz echoed above the sky, the sound of the fast sailing boat's magic engine.

She raised her head subconsciously, bloody red in the sky, several shiny silver wires, passing through the smoke and mist, drawing straight through the sky. Freya suddenly grabbed it and slightly opened some dry, cracked lips.

A flame is shining in the sky.

Above the three intersecting horizons, the main fleet of Bukas and Bansians has been formed, flashing with flashing flashes at a time, and a path of flames begins to extend slowly forward in the sky.

In the middle of it is a small but brave fleet--

Twenty-three fast sails, high silver sails.

They swerve forward, like twenty-three straight silver lines, plunged straight into the clouds.

That's the Eruin fleet.

Surrounded by firecrackers like flowers, a glorious gleam lined a young face, unfolding in front of them not only a view of a vast battlefield, but a bright and colourful road.

The path of fire and light extends forward in the air.

Silver Dragon Misseril also raised her elongated neck, reflecting a dot of flash in her mercury-like eyes. On this chaotic battlefield, it was so dazzling. The silver wind sail breaks apart the layers of heavy circumference, separating the smoke from the mist - Erouin came irreversibly, accompanied by a bright light, a flash of explosion, and the burgeoning clusters of crystals did not stop the pace of progress.

She suddenly whispered.

The dragons scattered among the hectares, surrounding the invisible Yalak in the center, and at this moment the attack seemed like a translocation. Overlooking the sky, twenty-three tiny spots of light have approached that giant black sphere.

Solomon watched the scene silently at high altitude.

He had no room for any more spells, but at this moment he felt the power of destiny - the future of the whole world, where people stood side by side, was never more closely interconnected.

Everyone subconsciously raised their heads and looked at the silver flashes in the sky.

Under cluster attack, the six outermost fast sailboats finally began to slow down.

Then there are the other seven.

People clenched their fists, but all of a sudden the three fast sailboats proactively disengaged from the main formation, and they accelerated into the clusters of oceans, and the cannons on both sides spewed out flashes, and between their eyes, they were submerged in clusters of sky. But as the light disappeared in people's eyes, suddenly the whole cluster of oceans swelled and a bright flash burst out of it.

A round of nascent sun, the light hangs over the clouds. Count Odin walked up to the command deck in the face of that long-delaying daylight. In the midst of a violent storm, the only remaining seven fast sailboats have shaken close to their target.

“Unlock the lock! ”

The Earl gave the order in a steady manner.

“Machine lock open!” A single voice in return responds from the remaining ships.

“Report the distance. ”

“720. ”

A distorted sound of steel came from the air, and the Boniver, outside under the siege of the cluster, unfortunately hit the Sandka on one side, and the two sailboats broke in mid-air, dragging a long trail down to the ground.

“Take care and wish victory-”

“Long live Eruin. ”

This is the last signal from the two ships.

Target is close.

Count Odin closed his eyes.

Five ships activated the anchoring device simultaneously - five tiny light points finally approaching the edge of the black sphere; above the sky, everyone held their breath in the floating fleet of the Eruins, Bansians and Bukas. People's eyes seem to have reflected the brilliance that emerged from the excitation of the 13-ring space spell.

Far from the other end of the battlefield, a little chestnut swept past Misserille's mind.

Ms. Silver Dragon turned back.

On the battlefield, Freya looked up to the sky like a stone sculpture.

In that black sphere, suddenly a long tail swept out of it, hitting Count Odin's ship first, followed by the four remaining floating ships - one broken apart.

The lights went out, and the fragments of the sky fell.

……

The calm needle drops in the dark temple.

Brando grabbed Odyphus' sword handle silently - Chris, Lady of the Dead Moon. Ten thousand years ago, she was the goddess who dominated the sleep and the night, the protector of all living creatures of the dead. She was both a reaper and a priest in charge of life, because of the cycle of life and death.

But not now.

After Tiamat's defection, the lady, along with most gods, became the puppet of the Dragon of Dusk. At this moment, both sides of a clear line are enemies and non-friends.

Brando looked back at Andrig, and the vampire lady looked away somewhat vainly, but she still looked over the throne with a complex and elusive divine colour, the goddess of her own.

She was the refuge of all the dead.

At that moment, Medfis and her heart suddenly understood how the dragons felt.

But the goddess on the throne looked very calm, and deep as the stars looked at everyone, she seemed to have exhausted all her powers before slowly saying three words:

“Kill me. ”

When he shouted, Andrig's machete landed on the ground.

Chris closed her eyes, but when she opened them again, the dark eyes were left with nothing but cold intentions.

……

The giant black sphere hung motionlessly over the Karasou Plateau.

As if nothing had happened, quietly, people watched this scene, the wreckage of the spacecraft, slowly spreading to the ground. Rarely calm in the sky, even the fire cover stopped, and the three floating fleets didn't know if they should continue to attack - or if the god had arrived on top of the world?

Manrique touched his cheek and his palms were wet. Outside the windows, a black trail falls from the side of the sky, or does it herald the arrival of a doomsday?

There was a whimpering sound on the plateau, which was the long sign of discharge.

No one can resist a god, and the tragedy of the Battle of Metz must not be repeated here ——

Above the battlefield, the Bancians began to retreat, followed by other countries on the Great Plains, followed by the Lions of Tokenin and finally the Highland Knight. Bournet, the leader of the Highland Knight, wiped the sweat off his palms and sighed slightly, unfortunately, looking away at the only two crystal towers left on the battlefield. But he didn't hesitate, dropping the long sword in his hand and walking backwards.

Behind him is a wave of silver, where the elves and the spirits of the Legion of the Earth are covering the withdrawal of all men.

But while retreating like a tidal wave, one of them went up against the current.

Freya had slowly straightened herself and strode steadfastly forward - a cluster of soot had split in front of her, she had backhanded her sword and the blade had broken apart with the head of the cluster. But at the same time, she was crashed out and heavily hit the ground.

Freya bit her teeth and climbed up again, wiping the blood off her forehead and walking forward shallow and deep. Around her, some soldiers finally noticed the presence of the Eluyin Goddess of Martial Arts, who stopped and watched with amazement as the knights rose up against the river, making way for Freya to walk through them.

Outside the city of Valhalla, Tulaman, who was taking a short break, suddenly stood suspiciously above the city wall.

And above the sky, Solomon opened his eyes again, and his eyes flashed with a hint of uncertainty.

A breath completely disappeared from the battlefield.

……

Ms. Silver Dragon, turning away from Yalak's stab, made a low frequency beep and called her companions to reconnect and begin to climb, with a view to taking up higher and more favourable airspace to launch the attack.

Two or three o'clock silver flashed on the ring on her paw, Misseril lowered her head, a message from two young dragons from outside the battlefield.

“Disappeared? ”

She flashed slightly.

Misserille stretched out her wings, turning one of the halves towards the center of the battlefield, but immediately, a hint of incredible divinity flashed through her silver eyes.

Throughout the sky, Chris's faint repression remains.

But the beacon disappeared...

……

In Valhalla City, William pushed the door out, and he looked up, and his eyes were full of doubt —— the beacon disappeared. Why is that? Was it not the last moment that the Eruins reached their goal?

But they obviously didn't arrive.

Wait, arrival...

An electric light flashed through the mind of this wizard leader.

……