The Amber Sword: Act 239 The Veil of World II

The soft claws slowly rested on the slate, the meat pad under the feet was squeezed and deformed, and then the four sharp nails gently tapped the ground successively, and the silver hair relaxed along the opposite direction of the muscle force Open up.

A silver giant steps out gracefully from the darkness.

Dark Kouha dropped slightly from its back with a little brace. A black ebony-like hair with silk yarn flew up and down. She looked back, and the small Holy Cathedral was dim in the darkness.

"This is really the most interesting human I have ever seen. Unfortunately, he still knows too little about our world. I don't understand the moment when already arrives, this person is finally fooled."

"He is a good man." The silver Giant Wolf even said, the girl's voice sounded like a string of silver bells fell to the ground, ringing.

"Maybe, but this time is for better or worse."

"Sister," Giant Wolf shook his head: "could it be that, we can't stay away from the war, don't ask the world, do you remember how we promised to Lord Milos?"

Dark Kouha extend the hand comes, gently touches the Giant Wolf's cheek, and looks at its pitying emerald green eyes: "But this is beyond our choice, it is back, my dear sister, listen to --"

Giant WolfShen ▼ Silent, the green eyes were calm like ice.

Dark Kouha closed his eyes and replied: "The dark clouds rang through the shrill cry of the horn, and the darkness tumbled and spread, covering the moonlight. They howled, ran wild, and came to this world ..."

The girl's voice is so gentle and melodious, as if a poem and song blooming in a dark and deep world.

But the scene it describes is so cold-hearted, dark and cruel, desperate and dim, as if the north wind whistled, freezing everything in the world.

Two Secretists wearing the dark robe walk out from the corner. Suddenly encountered this strange combination of a young girl of Giant Wolf, they could not help but stop at subconsciously and look to this side.

The girl opened her eyes.

She is smiling, her black and white eyes are full of color.

"Also," she said, "Looking at his care for you, but also in the face of these blood crystal. I will help him one last time."

"Also let mortals see how Twilight came to --" ​​

Then two overwhelmed Secretaries reacted, glanced vigilantly, and pulled out the clear sword from below robe: "Who?"

Dark Kouha ignores them at all, as if there is only dust in front of them.

She quietly one step forward, slightly drew her neck, and the light of silver moon was reflected in her eyes. If she saw the nostalgia and piety of her hometown.

Put your toes on the ground and fasten your fingers. White and undyed.

She opened her mouth slightly, exposing snow-white sharp canine teeth. At this moment, if time was still, the eyes of the two ecclesiastical churches reflected a graceful creature facing the moon, and the girl already raised her head, deep from spirit / mind. Issued a wild cry --

"Woohoo --"

"Woohoo --"

A drop of water falls from the trickle of time and crosses the long river of destiny. Break through the puppet of Laws and land on the surface of this world.

Between the ruins of Queens. A body-covered humanoid abruptly stopped, looking back, looking in the direction of the sky with complex compound eyes.

Black clouds are tumbling --

The black veil passes through the flawless moonlight, one after another, the huge silver moon is losing a corner, and then it is degraded to Zhang Xian. Go to the half less, lower the string, and at the end there is only a trace of residual hooks, until it is swallowed up by the darkness and the dark night sky. Leave only one circle of silver thread.

A deep sobbing echoed in the sky, as if the horn shrill cry, sounded thousands of miles, low and deep, sweeping in. The sound gradually merged into a thunderous thunder, like countless evil spirits galloping above the dark clouds, roaring.

"Woohoo --"

Thousands of years later, people re-see the scene of wolf pack running above the sky.

The two ecclesiastical already are stunned, they look around at a loss, they vocally declare that they want to destroy this decaying world, but they really face the moment when Judgment Day comes, there is no ecstasy in spirit / mind Only despair rose, his eyes darkened.

Pentium's dark mist passed through their bodies, and they clicked. The two seemed to be lifted up by giant monsters, their bodies unnaturally lifted up, folded in half, as if numerous teeth had torn their flesh and blood, They threw up high, the blood rain flying.

The dark Giant Wolf is rushing in the fog. They sometimes turn into tangible, and sometimes fade into a diffuse mist.

"Woohoo --"

"Woohoo --"

In all directions, countless voices should be in harmony with the girl Kouha.

They are wolves.

Before Twilight of Vaunde.

...

Between the mountains and the vast jungle, Faithwind Circle traverses an ancient dream. It turns into an invisible force and walks on the mountains and forests. It is constantly reviewed and repeated, like an ancient Will. In the past.

Over the foggy forest, the Ancestral Divine Beast woven by the mist is slowly stopping, and it turns over twelve above the clouds, staring at this familiar land.

For thousands of years.

For thousands of years.

It remembers that a group of elf passed by here, it encountered a strange wizard, it encountered an Knight who dared to bargain, and a sneaky guy, a little guy he didn't care much about , A woman, another woman.

A lot of past memories are reproduced in this dream.

The body of this monster began to become nihilistic, as if the wind was blowing the clouds, and the mist was also dissipated. The twelve of Ancestral Divine Beast gradually faded above the clouds, and finally turned into a few clouds of smoke. Above the sky.

That invisible majestic power.

It completely disappeared from above the misty forest.

"咚 --"

In Fir Tree Shire far away from Black Forest, all Senians feel that one's own's heart is beating for the first time. As if something important is happening invisible, countless people wake up from their sleep.

They rushed out of the door with their clothes on, but they saw the girl standing in the middle of the village who taught them and worked as a healer in the village.

"Sophia Young Lady!"

"Please stop, everyone." The girl turned back, her face under the snow-white hood seemed extremely sacred at this moment: "Remember my words, follow your Lord Thane's steps firmly."

"Only him. Can save all --"

She stretched her hand forward, and the dream world spread out from under her feet. It was a world outside the world. Its name was Brunson, the country of the North Wind.

A great Will is staying on the other side of the world.

In the misty canyon.

The heavy mist seemed to be animated and surging. After the fog, the huge eyelids were slowly opening, revealing a cold and beautiful pupil.

The emerald green, full of heart.

"Marsha --"

Deep voice muttered to himself.

The mountains roar.

Over the sea of ​​trees, elf and Druids were shocked to see that the meteorological anomalies of Faithwind Circle are undergoing drastic changes, the cloud ring has disappeared, the mountains of Valhalla have collapsed, and a beast shaking with hair, slowing from the rubble Stand up slowly.

This elegant creature seems to be a legend walking down from Dark Blue Epic. It raised its head, faced the moon, and stepped on the peninsula with its four feet.

She has a name among the most distant legends and myths.

The gods call her Isis.

After the wolves.

...

Bishop's complexion already has completely changed.

The crystal in front of him is disappearing piece by piece, which means that half of the Lucita control has been lost. already, he thought it was just a small revenge, but within ten minutes. His confidence was completely defeated.

"How did they do it!"

"How did they do it!?"

Cults are also in a state of barrenness and chaos. This is a scene before the end of the world, but how can so many things happen to happen together?

"Master Bishop, you have to think of a way!"

"What else can I do? What else can I do !?" Adult Bishop clenched his fist, his nails were almost pinched into the flesh, and he screamed, "No way! I can only speed up the ceremony!"

"But then you can't summon the whole body." The people behind changed their expressions.

"That's too late."

Bishop's face was terrible, and the sudden scene completely disrupted his layout. He finally figured out who the other side is sacred, but he never dreamed that the revenge of a small noble from a Aouine was so terrible.

He deeply regretted it. He should have been more cautious if he knew it. Although the command of the adult Dragon Queen must be completed, it can be at least more secretive. More perfect.

However, the regrets in this world only have bitter aftertastes. There is no chance to come back.

"Even incomplete ..." Bishop shook his fist like a wrinkled orange, gritted his teeth and said, "It's enough --"

He stared fiercely at the round of silver lines in the dark night sky. It was like a magnificent scene formed by the two moons superimposed together. It was just as dark as the previous round, as if it was just a shadow.

"Twilight, Twilight, no, Twilight ... but nothing more."

This is the plan of Tree Shepherds for thousands of years, they must succeed.

Since they broke up with World Circle, they have been continuously implementing the one's own proposition, what Truth, what World Tree institutions, what Earth Legion, what arbiter, all useless.

God races have repeatedly failed.

Only they can save all this, born from withering and ashes, the balance between everything and nature, cruel and fragile --

Can Druids's creed originate from this?

...

"Have to return to Her Majesty --"

Casset's words stop abruptly.

He saw a little silver light, as if shooting from a distant sky.

The mobs are pushing each other, retreat to each other, a scarlet son of the evil **** is torn to pieces by the dark mist of the sky, and the green mist in the surging black mist is transmitting the meaning of freezing.

"That's a wolf ..." his aide was surprised behind him.

"I know." Flaming Knight's mood is much lower than before: "Have you read Dark Blue Poem?"

"What?"

"Have you read Dark Blue Poem!" Casset turned back fiercely, grabbed the latter's collar, and asked loudly, "Stupid?"

"Next ... Next ..." The lieutenant was obviously frightened.

"That's a wolf, do you know?"

"I ..."

"Wolf walks before Twilight," Flaming Knight showed a look of despair in the eyes: "Dragon of Twilight is not dead ... we are finished ..."

The silver light in his eyes is getting brighter.

The black mist flows over the refugee's head like a tide, and rushes to the city wall. Numerous sharp teeth are hidden in it. When they pass over the soft body, like invisible sharp blades, they set off waves of blood.

Screams come and go.

The soldiers are pale, such a war already is beyond their imagination.

Flaming Knight pushed away his lieutenant, who went to draw back. He pulled out the sword, and the sword light shone like a shooting star. "You go down."

"Ser Knight?" Lieutenant stunned.

"Get off!" Casset yelled, "This is not where you should stay!"

"But ..."

"No, but." Knight clapped one's own on the chest and replied proudly: "I'm Casset (Knight of Lotcher), and I'm driving for Flame King (one of 120 Knight), here (Here), it should be the place where my bones are buried (the place where the sword is broken).

Eternal thoughts overlap each other, as if two sounds rang through the wall at the same time.

Correct Oath of Fire.

Everyone seemed to see an illusive figure blended into Cassett's body, as if they saw thousands of years ago on the plain of St. White, and one hundred and twenty Knight took the sword as an oath, and followed his great life for the whole time. .

"Come on."

Casset backhanded a sword, and the red light curtain rose from behind him. The black mist rose behind it, and countless horrible Giant Wolfs twitched their teeth.

The light curtain squeaked immediately.

Knight turned white: "Quick, I can only support it for a while."

The soldiers were already so frightened that their legs softened and they rolled down the stairs. Only the lieutenant turned back to --. He was also at least a Knight. At this moment, the courage in his heart defeated the fear of death, and then he saw a little silver light.

This silver light is the same as Flaming Knight's eyes.

"Aren't you leaving yet?" Casset roared.

"Sir, that's ..."

"kā chā --"

A Giant Wolf, almost the size of a tower, smashed the light curtain behind Casset, opened the dark huge mouth, and bite at Flaming Knight half-length.

But before it had time to close the jaw, a silver thread pierced the already through its back of the brain.

Lieutenant's mouth wide open.

A person rides on one horse, the horse with four hoofs empties. Knight holds spear, like a line of silver light. The shuttle in his hand is straight forward, the black mist is scattered, and the silver hair is flying in the air like a passing moonlight.

"Thousands of Army --"

"-- hit!"

Medissa's voice is over the fortress.

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