The Amber Sword: Scene 531 The Final Throne VIII
There is already chaos on the battlefield.
The northern sky is burning in flames, and the sky is hung with thick black smoke. The corpse of Contemptor Tust is shaped like a mountain corpse on the horizon. The crystalline body is full of winding vines. A crack-filled hole runs through its body, staring quietly at the front --
There, treetop, which has become dim with Valhalla, is recovering luster a little bit. The dazzling beam of light that leads directly to heaven and earth is engraved in the memory of those who saw each like it is a verdant dream. The root of the giant tree was re-inserted into the ground, and the glory of Mana flowing under plateau can be seen from dozens of miles away.
But Valhalla almost already is equivalent to withdrawing from the battle.
Crystalline high rank Thane The figure inserted directly into the cloud stands on the other side of the giant tree, and is constantly attacking Defense of Valhalla. Each time it hits the hemispherical optical network, it makes the contention fortress shake violently. Valkyries already took off and took off, riding around and attacking Fala, but from a distance, it looks like a silver light spot -- Corrector Fala next to the Amethyst Mountain. Suddenly there are tens of thousands of purple light arrays and a bunch of purple streamers. Shot in the array, Valkyries was instantly submerged by the purple sea of light, and someone was hit and dropped from time to time.
A silver arc suddenly penetrated the purple Guanghai, Thurman finally completed his spell, and the surface of the crystal, which was dozens of feet wide, collapsed. Fala screamed in pain, as if a shock wave swept over, and the sea of Crystalline within a kilometer of the surrounding simultaneously was short.
And this is just a silhouette on this vast battlefield.
Dense smoke and dust mist almost covered the entire battlefield. People already lost contact with most army. People on the battlefield often had to fight on their own. Fortunately, Crystalline also lost one of the three crystal towers.
The White Lion Knights who launched the shock have long been separated from each other.
But Freya is still moving forward, heading towards the other crystal tower in her memory. Her already is injured and pushes away the body of an Crystalline. Amidst the crackling sounds of Kacha, the sabre in her hand also broke into several sections.
Freya came to raises head with some difficulty. In the sky, the scenes where the battlefields are intertwined with each other -- Crystalline, Colossal Dragon, floating battleship, Griffin Knight, and Wyvern Cavalry cross the wide airspace.
But the entire battlefield has long been indistinguishable, and it has reached the most heated stage.
Amid the earth-shattering roar, the sun seemed to rise in the sky, and the bright light even lit up the clouds. The huge black diamond-shaped crystal body is slowly falling through the clouds and falling from the air, sloping into the ground. A dazzling burst of flashes continued to explode on the surface of its diamond crystal, and silver dots were crashing into the huge body like a floating city.
The each light spot is a floating battleship --.
Bansiya people, Aouinian and Buga people execute their tactics. One ship Air Ship is gradually leaving the formation, before firing, they salute the artillery to everyone, and then send it across the sky in the vague tears of people. The last flash.
The incomparable Black King Fitzhitom for seven times has come to an end on this mortal-led battlefield.
In a surprisingly hollow area above its huge body, a armour fragmented Silver Elf Thane slowly stood up. He is the hero of Silver Elves in this era and has experienced the war of countless times, but here, this may be him The last stop.
He supported one hand on the edge of the broken surface of Fitzhitom, facing the sound of hunting sounds above plateau, took off the helmet, dropped it away, the helmet rolled and disappeared under the clouds.
Silver blood ran down his forehead. Noon wiped it with his hands, and there was silver blood in his hands. His companion, a comrade in arms for thousands of years, the body of Dragon beast was lying quietly in the hollow.
That is the last glory of the Dragon King Cavalry --
He pulled out the long sword and also dropped it. The long sword crossed an arc in the cloud and gradually became a shining light spots. Dragon King Cavalry will never leave their weapons to the enemy, even after they die.
Norn suddenly remembered the Holy War that was thousands of years ago.
He stood in the valley and watched his father and brother leave. elves sang Hymn and walked out of the valley where they were born. Many people never came back.
That's when the glory returns.
It was also an ancient battle.
This is so.
The light above the clouds is gone.
Freya slightly lifted his eyes fascinated by the dried up blood, and the sky returned to the blood red color. There was a beautiful silver ring in the center of the airspace.
But it is not a decorative object, but a battlefield between King of Wizard Solomon and Heliyanov. The two strongest wizard players in the world have to compete at such a time and place.
She looked at the gorgeous silver ring, and saw countless Crystallines crashing into pieces and falling. Then lowered his head, bent down, picked up another sword, and walked forward slowly.
Dust covered the entire battlefield.
But behind the diffuse smoke, the black sphere already in the center of the battlefield looks more and more conspicuous, and a slight coercion surrounds the entire battlefield. A **** -- is getting closer and closer to the world already.
Colossal Dragon flew across the battlefield from a low altitude. They are converging from all directions. Mystryl led the dragonflight to approach the transmission channel from another direction. Colossal Dragons already decided to stop its formation at all costs.
The power of a deity --, even if no longer favored by TiamatLaws, is not something that ordinary people can match, it is a power level far above Black King Fitzhitom.
But a shadow was cast in front of Mystryl.
The invisible person Arak.
A huge crystal wasp flying in the sky shaking its wings, blocking the dragonflight.
Vladimir, who was repulsed by Solomon, stopped suddenly. Although he looked a little embarrassed, he had a bruise on his cheek, and even burned a piece of red robe, but he took a gleeful look at Colossal Dragons in the distance and suddenly laughed: "King of Wizard is indeed King of Wizard, Solomon , Your era even obscures the light of our everyone. People even think that you are the most powerful wizard -- in the history of Buga people. Although jealous, I can't help but admit the fact.
Vladimir-Heliyanov's tone dampened: "You are really strong, better than our everyone. Unfortunately, you still can't change anything." He raised his hands and said loudly, " Look around. Are you stronger than God races? "
Solomon looked at this person silently.
In a long time ago, he, Sirando, Yuki, and this person, four people once supported Silver Alliance of that era. Together, they experienced a break with Miirna's and joined forces to fight against the most powerful spellcaster -- Tumen in the history of mortals, and jointly formulated the order of continent after War of the Holy Saints for more than a thousand years. From then on, Silver Lineage looked after the continent left by this Marsha.
But to his sadness, his old friends drifted away from him.
Yuki had broken up with others long ago and died in the Great Glacier.
Though Governor Sirand does not support the idea of Sasaarland, he is closer to the Red and Blue Alliance emotionally.
And this one is left.
Keep away from them and go to --
"Vladimir," Solomon said quietly, "For the sake of the past, I don't want to kill you by myself, go down to Aouinian and Wind Elf, at least people will remember the pride of Sasaarland people."
"This joke isn't funny, Solomon, would you please let me apologize to some mortals?" Vladimir sneered: "Do you know why other people don't agree with your ideas, because we are Buga people, we are born It is high. "
"No one is supreme, Vladimir, your strength comes from Tiamat, Mother Marsha's Enze belongs to the everyone in this world, not you and me."
"But that's what we deserve!" Vladimir yelled, "I worked tirelessly to learn the truth and knowledge of this world, and then I gained the strength and status I have today. All this is the result of our efforts. Why do those mortals sit up with us? "
"Just what you see right now," Solomon replied, "In this war, mortals don't shed a drop of blood than us, but they get much less than us. -- is what we owe They, Vladimir. "
"You are crazy, Solomon!"
"You are crazy."
Solomon replied word by word.
He closed his eyes slowly: "I said one last time, Vladimir, to face your one's own fault. You understand who should be responsible for this. The glory of Sasaarland people comes from reason and knowledge. Not arrogance and arrogance. "
Vladimir smiled coldly, "If I say no."
Solomon opened his eyes at once, and the majestic and indifferent silver eyes in his eyes were gone. What was left by existence -- was a pair of eyes shining with golden light. It seemed that it was no longer the eyes of Buga people, but a pair of Colossal Dragon pupils, and the last sentence of Vladimir swallowed back in terror.
"Sanctified blood!" The Chief Wizard of this Sasaarland man screamed in shock: "This is the power of existence sex, how can you touch this level!"
Solomon looked at him indifferently.
A mottled long hair turned white in an instant.
He reached out with one finger.
Vladimir's expression was fixed at the last moment. He watched in horror with the eyes of the true knowing in his hands cracked and broken, and then the silver around his body was silver. Laws Line also one by one Disappeared, and finally even him one's own existence The sensation gradually faded, his body looked like gravel and died with the wind.
At the last moment of his passing, Vladimir suddenly thought of a word.
Highest Laws.
Destruction.
Solomon finally glanced at where Vladimir disappeared, sighed softly, closed his eyes, and never opened it again for a long time.
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The city of Valhalla is already in chaos, when the whole fortress trembles again with a severe earthquake. In the hall of the tree, Halutz was a cricket, and the crown on his head also fell to the ground, and his bones rolled away, until he held it with one hand and picked it up again.
Halutz absentmindedly looks at that person.
Count Oerding came over, handed the crown to his hand, and said softly, "Your Majesty."
"Count Oerding, you ..."
Oerding looked around with some emotions: "After royalist and Her Highness the Princess have been hostile, my already hasn't been here for a long time, but it hasn't changed much since the war with Ampere Searl. I still remember here with Her Highness the Princess , The meeting of Mr. Count of Tonigel, but nothing has changed, only the royalist itself has changed.
He looked at Halutz with kind eyes: "Of course, your Majesty has also changed. The first king must be pleased to grow up in the underground."
Halutz holds the crown and stands silently. He also remembered the father of one's own. In his long time, his childhood with his sister, in retrospect, some faded.
Oerding raises head came to look at the Hall of Trees. His gaze looked through the long glass arch window to the distance. There was Valhalla's emerald green treetop, the overcast horizon, and occasionally a lightning bolt across the sky. Outside the walls of the Valhalla fortress, the huge figure of high rank Thane Fala is fighting on Valkyries, intertwined with silver and white electro-optical light.
A moment later, he said softly: "Your Majesty, royalist has done a lot of things wrong, but I still remember the time of the prince, and I still feel glory for that moment. We have lost a lot, those former colleagues one by one leave We left, or passed away, or embarked on a different path; now I look back, and those faces in the memory of one by one disappeared, leaving me like an old man who is stubborn.
"Lord Count," Halutz said softly, "It doesn't matter to you, I understand your feelings for Aouine's."
Count Oerding smiled slightly, and there was a faint light in his eyes: "Your Majesty, please allow the old minister to make a lasting contribution to the Corcova royal family at last, so that maybe at least a century of descendant people will not only feel uncomfortable when they recall the term royalist Shame. "
He put a letter in front of Halutz: "Information uploaded by the battlefield, Buga and Colossal Dragons hope that our Aouinian can pump make a move to stop the coming of Clais, but we just lost contact with White Lion Knight, even Freya Young Lady I do n’t know where to find -- "
Halutz absentmindedly looks at this already's older Count.
"Lord Count ..."
Count Oerding just watched His Majesty King one's own firmly.
Halutz bowed his head silently, and finally nodded.
Count Oerding salutes his waist, but he remembers the first time he granted Knight. His vow under the sword did not disappoint.
In the captain's room of the flagship Akhenaten, Manrique quietly looked at the command handed over from the one's own chief officer. He suddenly remembered the somewhat ordinary face of Count Oerding. The other party was not an important figure of royalist. Compared with Makarov, Lockwood, Everton, and even Oberbeck that broke with royalist, it was not as good, but in all People leave the sinking ship one after another, and when everyone is betrayed by relatives, there are always some people who still adhere to their original beliefs.
Because of the flash that once was.
Manrique suddenly remembered his original intention of coming to Trentheim, and remembered the back that he will never forget. He nodded slightly and said, "Give them the fastest ship, order the fleet to prepare for cover, and be sure to do everything well."
The chief officer nodded solemnly.
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