The Amber Sword: Act 528 Throne of the Last V

The wailing, cold wind blew towards us, and Amandina fought a cold war.嫂 Sokol said on the net, see the most sloppy words and clear girls say

Although Trentheim's winter is very cold, already is nothing compared with here. The knife-like howling wind cuts human skin, can penetrate deep into the bone marrow, freeze the soul, a layer of **** frost is formed on the long eyelash, and the exhaled heat forms a ball of White Mist, which instantly blends into the surrounding large confusion. In the fog.

Jutta took her through the doorway of light, stopped, and looked at the place with a good look. When you look at it, there is a thick mist of ice and snow. In the distance, there seems to be a staggered glacier. Under the fractured rocks, ice edges and icicles are hanging. The wind is roaring, but how can the fog be blown? It's a living monster.

Jutta didn't feel the cold in the cold wind, and looked back with a smile and asked, "Do you know where it is?"

Amandina slowly moved the eyes of one's own and shook his head.

Jutta smiled slightly: "This is Kingdom of Mist."

"Kingdom of Mist?"

"Mortal also calls it Kingdom of Ice," Jutta looked up at a white ice field, raised his hand to pick up a snowflake, and the snowflake disappeared in her hand in an instant: "It is in the gray world and the shadow world. Up, but it still belongs to the lower stratum. Kingdom of Mist is in charge of the cold Laws. The snow scattered here is not the true snow and ice, but the projection of shallow water here.

She pointed above her head: "There, it's shallow sea."

Amandina raises head, there is only a foggy scene left to the extreme, not even existence in the sky. Jutta seems to be very interesting about her behavior, and joked: "You can't see there, after all, the Kingdom of Mist and Water Element circles are two worlds. Because of the lack of Laws, you can't see shallow waters here, only I can only see snow and ice. "

"Here is the seat of the final concubine?" Amandina asked.

Jutta shook his head: "I guess Marsha put it where it was born."

"Where is everything born?"

"Light floats on the water, and the spirit is born from the water, that is the birthplace of everything in your world, and the place where she wakes up," Jutta -- or Dragon of Twilight replied: "But for a few times, I have never I've found it, it's like I've never been existence. "

"Anything you can't find, Dragon of Twilight."

"This is normal, because I lack one of the most important keys, and in my capacity, it is impossible to get seven Holy Sword approvals." Jutta replied lightly.

Amandina was silent for a moment before asking: "The birthplace of everything is here?"

Jutta shook his head again: "I think its entrance, Kingdom of Death -- dark Element Realm."

"Why did you bring me here?"

Jutta turned around and looked at her: "Because Heim Ghost Realm is indeed bordered by Kingdom of Mist, and he has such a large circle, naturally he does not want to cause Marsha's alertness."

"Mother Marsha?"

Jutta pulled a dagger out of the sheath, and as if there was no pain, gently cut a hole in her hand, she turned around and let the blood drip onto the snow. Strange to say, in such cold weather, the blood flowing from her wrist had no meaning to solidify, and fell a little on the white snow.

Her eyes glowed with golden light while watching her bleeding intently, while answering softly: "We have been too familiar with each other in the war since the seven eras. I think she might guess I will Followed by, what happened in the stagnation world taught me a lesson, that woman is indeed hard to deal with -- "

Amandina frowned: "What are you doing?"

Jutta doesn't answer this question. She step by step marches in the snow and draws a magic formation with blood; the blood in magic formation moves as if given life, moves closer to the center, and gradually connects with each other.

Amandina saw this scene and suddenly understood her intention.

She suddenly struggled and rushed to try to stop the Jutta. But female mercenary commander retreat took one step. I do n’t know when the sword appeared in the left hand. She held the hilt and swept the scabbard on the lower abdomen of Miss Adviser. Amandina only felt a tumbling in her belly, and she knelt down in the snow. In.

Jutta looked at her and said with a smile: "Your Lady Goddess has laid a lot of enchantment on Trentheim. None of the people I have fallen through Black Moon can penetrate this piece of land -- sheltered by seven hallowed ground, but it is said that it cannot be conquered. Fortresses often disintegrate from the inside. You see, everything you do now is just a waste of effort. "

Amandina frowned painfully, almost biting a bite of silver teeth, she knelt in the cold snow and looked at her with hate, did not say a word.

Blood in the snow, already started to light a little bit.

...

The mess left over from the last celebration a few days ago has gradually been covered by the snow. There was a dead silence in Derince. The men had already dressed up armour and picked up their weapons to fight Twilight to death. There was only a depression on the street, and there were a few tattered cloth curtains flying in the wind.

Magic's brilliance reflects the sky from time to time, the explosion sounds one after another, and the whole city seems to be shaking.

But in the lonely street, there is a young girl pacing in the snow, and the howling cold wind doesn't seem to stop her full of interest. She wore a leather skirt common to peddler in the Golan-Elsen area, carrying backpack, carrying her hands on her back, kicking the snowballs on the street with round-toed leather shoes with interest, as if innocent. Landscape.

"Where is this place?"

"Why are you here?"

The girl whispered to herself, one sentence without a word like who was talking to. But suddenly, she stopped and decided to stop. There was a shop in front of --. The eaves were crooked in the snow, half. The furnishings inside looked like a grocery house, dim, only a candle.

But at least this is a shop that is still open between the only on this street. The owner is a middle-aged man, limply carrying things in the house. already was empty in the city, and he had no business. He seemed to be taking a nap, but turned around and saw the girl standing in front of his shop.

The man froze. He had a conspicuous scar on his face, which looked a little shabby in the dim light. His leg seemed to be injured, and he had some inconvenience when walking. He looked at the girl in doubt and asked, "Which kid are you from, and family, why haven't you escaped?"

The girl tilted her head and replied, "I have no family, by the way, my name is Romaine. Uncle, haven't you gone yet?"

The man smiled bitterly: "Do you think I can get away this way? Anyway, it's a bad one, but it's the most here. It's you, children, it's a pity to stay here."

As he said, he moved away from the body, and let Romaine step into the room.

miss merchant looked at the store's furnishings with curiosity. She felt a little familiar in her heart. She seemed to remember the situation of bargaining with others in such a shop. There was also a sad youngster standing beside her.

But those memories are vague and distant, and she doesn't even know which ones are true and which are false.

"Forget it, don't say those nasty words, little girl, what do you want to buy?" The man limped to the counter and asked at the same time.

Romaine's eyes on the old Sugar Bowl on the shelf, which is a beautiful glass Sugar Bowl, which is stuffed with colorful sugar paper, but the surface is a bit mottled, the cover is still intact, and a golden buckle Hanging buckle.

It was like a dream reflecting the past. She looked at the jar and lingered for a while.

"Brando, I want that Sugar Bowl child."

"But we don't have that much money."

"hehe, when I have money in the future, I must buy it -- right, or we should go to Freya to borrow a little."

"Don't even think about it."

The man followed her gaze and pointed at the Sugar Bowl and asked, "Do you want this?" He looked at the Sugar Bowl and gently picked it up, revealing some nostalgic look: "This is I give my daughter a birthday present. "

"Birthday gift?"

The man nodded silently.

"Where's your daughter?"

"She died, in the first War of Black Rose."

"First War of Black Rose?" Romaine blinked slowly.

"What?"

She shook her head gently: "What a terrible war, I managed to escape at that time."

This sentence made the middle-aged man stay for a while, and after a long time, he replied, "Yeah, if she could escape, the difference would be as big as you." . "

"Can you sell it to me?"

The man looked at the Sugar Bowl silently and nodded: "If you like it."

miss merchant took out the one's own bag, but couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed to come to raises head: "Can you pay the bill, my money is taken away by that bad-hearted woman."

The man stared at this Young Lady with a stunned look.

"Can't it?"

He shook his head helplessly, and put Sugar Bowl in front of her with a bitter smile: "Speaking of it, what is the use of money like this at the moment? If this thing can satisfy you, it is enough. . "

Romaine held the Sugar Bowl in both hands and nodded again and again: "I will took good care of it." Then, she glanced at the snow outside and wrinkled slightly eyebrow.

"Are you going back, little girl?" the man suddenly asked, "Where is your house, or should I take you back?"

Romaine nodded and shook his head again.

"I don't have a home," she replied, "but I really have to go, that bad woman is calling me."

"Bad woman?"

Romaine smiled sweetly at him.

Then she took a step forward slightly, as if she had opened a door of light in front of her so that miss merchant could step in. Just in the blink of an eye, the girl disappeared without a trace with the Sugar Bowl in her hand. The middle-aged man stood in a dumbfounded position, unable to move for long.

...

Jutta slowly closed his eyes, and the golden light in his eyes gradually faded.

Amandina stared at the magic formation, the light already glowing brighter and brighter. Suddenly, a black page of doorway of light gradually opened. Romaine took Sugar Bowl out of it gently, stepping on the snow, the soft snow did not allow her to sink half an inch.

She looked at Miss Adviser with surprise: "Well, Amandina, how are you here?"

"Romaine?" Amandina looked at miss merchant in shock: "You ... have you changed back?"

The expression on Romaine's face converged, sneer: "Of course not."

Then, in the stunned eyes of Amandina, she threw the Sugar Bowl in her hand. The glass jar rolled twice in the snow, and both lids were opened. The sugar-paper decorations in the jar suddenly flew along with the cold wind and fell to the ground.

Romaine gently let out a relaxed breath, said: "Ah, this body is really getting worse and worse." She looked back at Jutta, female mercenary commander already passed out because of excessive blood loss.

She then turned around and smiled: "How, I'm still here, do you really think that it was a waste of time to let Sasaarland people cause civil unrest in Aouine? Although the dog is a bit stupid, but it is still Kind of useful. "

Dragon of Twilight stared at Amandina's eyes. Under her compulsion, Miss Adviser only felt a burst of blackness in front of her eyes, and sweat from the forehead exuded from her forehead. She gasped slightly and replied, "You bewildered Sasaarland People ... cause the Aouine's civil war, just for this purpose? "

Romaine shook his head: "It doesn't have to be that way, but my body is still not awake. If you don't move too fast, I don't need such trouble."

"What the **** do you want to do?"

"I knew that beacon was on that guy ’s hand, but it doesn't matter, right when he is showing me the way -- But you are more important, dear Amandina, there can be many beacons, but only one key That's it. "

"Come on, wú --" Amandina suddenly widened his eyes.

Because miss merchant leaned almost face-to-face, staring at her eyes. Under the long eyelash of Romaine, his pretty eyes fixed his gaze, Dragon of Twilight opened his lips slightly and exhaled like Langland said, "That's not necessarily, dear Amandina, have you forgotten already, but we are friends -- "

Two golden lights pierced deep into Miss Adviser, but Amandina and heavily fell to the ground for a moment.

Romaine smiled and clapped her hands, she glanced at the sleeping Amandina with satisfaction, and slowly came to the edge of the broken glacier. Another strange sound came from the icy cold wind. Suddenly, a crystal claw, which was as big as a mountain, suddenly rose from below the cliff and caught the edge of the cliff.

A giant beast is slowly revealing its entire body. Compared to this, the miss merchant standing on the edge of the glacier is just as small as a grain of sand.

But in front of Romaine, this crystal monster slowly lowered its head.

Dragon of Twilight smiled and looked at one's own's subordinates, and said softly: "Aston, waiting for tens of thousands of years, can't already wait?"

King of Crystallines made a low growl.

"Don't worry," she replied with a smile, pointing at Amandina and Jutta at the same time: "Bring them."

King of Crystallines Aston looks at her in doubt.

"Why dare you even disobey my orders?"

Aston replied in a low voice, slightly retreating draw back to show that one's own yielded. It lifted its claws, and an invisible ripple rippled in the air. The dark Mana surged from the sea of ​​elements, holding up Amandina and Jutta, and put it in the palm of its hand.

"Protect them," Dragon of Twilight replied, "especially the little girl, they are still useful to me."

Aston nodded.

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