The Amber Sword: Scene 312 Uncertain Fate I

The enemy we have to face is probably the most brutal and terrible opponent of this era. Its existence is far from conquering, nor is it for **** and gaining benefits: The destruction brought by Twilight is pure, and it will return the Vaunde to all chaos, just as the The Last Judgment claimed by its believers in the world , With Judgment Day.

silver Scholar, Judd J. Robanrell

This is the age of Twilight. In the face of heavy reality, even everyone is stagnant. This is the adversary that human beings have faced together since the six eras. However, even if the gods fail time after time, how can mortals born in Black Iron raise their hands in front of it?

Everybody looks dignified. Even Brando tightened his facial lines, silently pursed his mouth, and closed his lips into a straight line.

"Dragon of Twilight already has mastered the blood of the ancestors, and its goal is the ultimate secret of our world"

"Are we too late?"

Jerak's lips are cracked, but his complexion looks a bit indifferent.

"That's right!" Instead, Fang Qi seemed a little bit excited. The genius of this ghost car germinated at this moment. Fanaticism paced back and forth: "Days repeating day after day, I have long been already is tired, to be honest, I am tired of the trivial calculations between the family and Feng Huo. already.

Fang Qi waved his hand: "... and this is what I want. About the mystery of jade and everything behind it, Delphine Young Lady, remember what I said to you?"

His dark eyes are clearly beating a ray of flames, watching everyone, then looking at Brando: "If you can't participate in it, it will be the greatest regret in our lives, Brando, I believe you, take us to How to create a miracle "

Brando ignores the budding guy and only asks Gerak: "I want to hear your opinion."

Jerrac also looks at Brando.

"Go forward, or die, but this is the only chance. We have some reasons to do it. On the blue sea of ​​Anglia, the sunrise we saw, and Everything bathed in the sun, and the sunrise we see today. It may be our last glance. The past sunset, Vaunde long night is coming. "

"But the endless darkness is not a long night. A long night is a wait before the day comes." Brando replied.

"Maybe, but it's up to you and me."

Jerrac coughed violently. It will fist in hand and press it against the chest.

"Mr. Gerak, that secret is here?"

"Yes, it ’s Correct Arkent, Flova, and‘ our ’goal”

"So, what exactly is a seat of death?"

Jerak shook his head weakly.

"No one knows what it is, Mr. Brando, I don't know, Arkent doesn't know, Dragon of Twilight doesn't know."

"It may only be a kind of Laws. It is a kind of authority, or it may only be a code name, maybe only Mother Marsha understands what it is ... Master, no, Dragon of Twilight has spent countless hours before coming here. Was placed under the ruins of the past order, the flow of old times ... "

Brando was silent for a moment: "How strong is Arkent now?"

Jerrac stared at him with scorched yellow eyes. There was no anxiety in his eyes, only the chill of steel.

Brando raises head. Having understood in his heart, he looked at the promenade in the darkness in front of him again.

It lingers here, immersed in the silent darkness, as if it were here for thousands of years. It was just a flash. It will lead to an unknown, speculative front, and the time after that may be long or short, but it is an eternal secret that no one knows.

At this moment, Brando suddenly remembered such a scene.

The Holy White Field. Flame King said this in his vows to humans, elf, dwarves, Silver Lineage and Colossal Dragons. His voice resounded above the wilderness, like an eternal ghost, and still remains in the spirit / mind of descendant:

We will take this step. After this step, we will seek the truth. It either leads to victory or to death. We have no way of knowing it, but we can choose.

Go forward, or retreat?

Brando subconsciously looked at Holy Sword Ordefeiss in his hand. The dark sword edge actually flickered under the dim light. Every golden red texture on sword edge seemed to flow.

Tell him the answer with a common voice.

Everyone's eyes are converging on Brando at this moment, they saw this young Count from Aouine's bow his head, and then raises head.

He looked at Dragon Race, who was sitting by the wall: "Do you care?"

Jerrac shook his head. "Mr. Brando," it asked weakly, "I only have one last question. Can you tell me how much chance do you think there is?"

"I don't know," Brando replied, "but I think there is still a chance."

"There is still a chance ..."

Jerak smiled weakly: "Leave me here, if I can still have a dream in the dark, maybe I can see Mystryl."

"Jerrac ..." little dragoness clenched his claws.

"No, Aloz, go forward, don't waste time."

little dragoness wants to say anything more, but Brando holds the back of her hand, drags her forward, and passes by Gerak. He felt the Aloz struggle instinctively in the dark, but quickly turned his palms and clasped his hands tightly.

Others also passed by Gerak silently, Brando turned back and saw Feng Huo put his sword on his chest, and saluted each other.

It's like a poem blooming in the dark, it's quiet like a trickle.

...

Arkent watching the giant metal door with the gleam of metal engraved with the scene of Marsha creation. A little light rose from her hand. Each beam was drawn by countless relaxing lines, passing through the clouds and The sea of ​​fire is pervasive throughout the world.

"It ’s a mystery," Arkent said with a look of contempt: "Where is this place?"

"This is the country of Marsha," Gaia calmly replied, "Marsha placed tiamat's supreme authority here before falling into sleep. Entering here requires extremely high authority. After the Azure era, already does not have any God races to get permission to enter here. "

Arkent heard the name and hesitated for a moment. But Fanaticism made it put down its concerns, and it roared with its claws, "Open it!"

Marsha has already left this world, and the gods have fallen into a deep sleep because tiamat's network has exhausted Mana. At this moment, this place is just an abandoned wasteland.

light sphere is blinking.

Arkent immediately felt a shock in the entire Space.

It looked around with some vigilance, suspecting that the goddess of the earth had caused any conspiracy and tricks, but nothing seemed to happen, but suddenly a trickle of light flowed from the fingertips of Marsha above the giant gate in front of it Stream, bright light spreads in all directions along the embossed lines.

As if in an instant, the entire door shines brightly and becomes extremely dazzling.

"What is this !?" it asked sharply.

But the voice just fell, the dazzling light already dispersed, Arkent found that the giant door in front of it disappeared, and a vast and mysterious universe Space appeared behind it

An ancient galaxy runs in front of it, and among the hundreds of billions of bright lights, a gem is quietly placed among countless burning stars.

That's an organic gem. To be precise, it's an amber.

Its volume is very large, about a few floors high, and its surface refracts the starlight and emits a soft bright yellow light. At the center of its non-Laws geometry, there is a dazzling shadow.

Arkent recognizes at a glance, the shape of Correct Vaunde continent.

It is placed in the center of this world. It is surrounded by silver Defense facilities. The light flowing inside ‘Amber’ is like a dazzling halo. Yet the light of the stars passed through this halo, making it as if immersed in a river of time.

At that moment, even this Devil King couldn't help it.

"It's really here," a trace of surprise appeared in the Arkent's buffy vertical pupils. "You have carefully saved Fire Seed from the past world, the only treasure in this world, the throne of the end."

It subconsciously took a step towards that amber, but a figure already passed over it was Flova, and the latter turned into a sharp arrow at this moment and shot at that amber.

She tried her best to extend the hand. Her fingertips were almost enough to reach the bright surface of amber, but the Lord of Purgatory hummed at this moment.

At that moment, Flova screamed and fell from the air like thunder. As soon as the girl fell to the ground, she hugged herself in pain as the capillaries under the skin on her arm rolled between the muscles. The sweat beads on the forehead rolled down and looked pale as paper.

"I don't know if I live or die." Arkent coldly looked at her, sarcastically.

"Arkent ..." The two slender and beautiful eyebrows of Flova are almost entangled with each other. She clenched her teeth and stared at the purgatory master with an angry look: "You clearly betray the end of the master! "

Arkent is choked.

It glanced back at the 'Amber' with a fascinating glance at the noble throne so charming and so heartbreaking, that is the supreme authority of MarshatiamatBible, and the only shortcut to the power of existence .

No wonder Isis will be fascinated by this, and even betray his master.

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