The Amber Sword: Act 307 Rage IV
Scene 397 rolls
At six in the morning.
Black Blade Legion vanguard Camp --
The stern Magic alarm swept the entire camp in an instant, mimicking the tsunami in Foshan. The black armor Knight is fully armed, rushing out of the rest area with ding ding Dangdang accessories and heading straight for the one's own mount.
A head of Wyvern is spreading its wings.
Viscount Guztar Polyman put down the binoculars, the sky in the south was black, and the uncountable raptors shuttled between thunder and lightning, as if the world was a Judgment Day scene.
"It's Druid."
"The Yankees are dead."
He was silent, turned over the saddle, held the dragon spear, which was nearly five meters long, with one hand, then raised his left hand high. The general sound of mountains call, seas roar seemed to erupt from the camp in an instant:
"Black Blade Legion, 1st Dragoon Battalion --"
"Set off!"
"Set off––!"
One giant monster rises into the air, spreading its wings to cover the sky. The logistic soldiers on the ground watched their Knight lift off, as if in a blink of an eye, a huge attack formation was launched above the sky.
"Dalit, don't drop the chain again at a critical moment!" the ground staff shouted to the sky.
"go to hell!!" Knight in the sky cursed with a smile, youngster raises head, in front of it, a thunderstorm thundered under the rain cloud, and tens of thousands of raptors rushed towards the face.
"It's an arrow eagle!"
"-- notice they speed up!"
The voice above shouted.
"Everyone, join the battle formation!" A serious voice came from Magic Crystal.
"Received and returned to the team."
"The first attack cluster is expected to arrive in thirty seconds."
"Twenty seconds."
Dalit raises head, all eyes are militant Fanaticism; Black Blade Legion has been on standby for a long time, and at this moment, everyone just feels that the blood on the whole body is boiling.
Viscount Guztar Polyman holds dragon spear, his heart is as strong as iron, and he only silently estimates the time is coming.
"Ten seconds."
"Eight seconds."
"Two seconds."
"Join --"
"For Aouine!" The sky of Ampere Searl seemed to be ignited by a huge killing sound instantly, boiling.
The huge black Wyvern intersects with uncountable raptors. For a moment, the **** rain, the open wings cut into the storm of wings like blades, and the bodies of birds fell like raindrops.
But the Wyvern Knight was also wrapped in huge resistance, and the first attacker's attack formation disappeared instantly. All sides were screaming, killing, and screaming. Knight in front of -- was pulled off the saddle alive under the huge impact. Wyvern was not overwhelmed, and wailed and fell.
Like black meteors --
The flames of war, spreading and burning.
...
The humming discussion in the hall seemed to be silent for a moment. There was only silence under the dome vault of Lockheed's Palace Ruyuan. Time was frozen at this moment.
"Ciel, is it you?"
Highland Knights Commander Bernard Norbert stands tall; he is confident, his voice is not loud, but he echoes repeatedly in the lobby.
It's uproar.
Everyone looked at each other.
"Commander Bernard, what's your name?" an envoy asked incredulously, and the man stood up from the seat of Golan-Elsen.
"Commander Bernard, did you read that right?" Another member also joined in aloud. This person is a close relative of Archduke of Viero. Brando used to have a relationship with the other side in game.
Others also talked about it, and most of them focused on Ciel for a while. “Ah!” Young Countess suddenly exclaimed, she looked at the young Wizard as if she had seen a ghost: "Ah, why didn't I notice ... it really seems!"
"Like what? What's wrong?" Brando was inexplicable. He started to be a little funny. The funny thing was that Viscount Bergen, who was still performing, just became a clown.
But the current situation is a little bit beyond his expectations.
He couldn't help looking back, his eyes fell on the attendant one's own Wizard, as if he knew the other party again: "Ciel, it looks like you are quite famous, can you explain it?"
"Ha," Ciel smiled dryly: "Lord Thane, I think this is just a misunderstanding."
"I can't see it."
"Really."
"Then you better explain to them." Brando suddenly hesitated, he heard the sound of killing outside the hall. Immediately stopped and blinked, meaning ‘I ’ll talk about it later.’
The war has begun.
Ciel immediately understood the meaning of Thane's, and immediately turned back to Highland Knights Commander and replied: "Master Commander, I think you may recognize the wrong person?"
There is still silence in the hall.
From sudden noise to sudden silence, the transition is natural --
"Admitted it wrong, right?" Knight Bernard smiled indifferently, eyebrow raised.
What else did he want to say, but his voice didn't fall, and the whole hall suddenly shook.
Bernard stopped and wondered raises head.
Everyone subconsciously raises head, the sound is obviously what happened to -- from above? Almost for a moment, the second great earthquake came on schedule, but this time it was more violent, and most of them fell to the ground when they were caught off guard.
"What's wrong?"
"What happened?"
"Is the earthquake?"
There was a mess in the hall. There was a loud bang, and suddenly the crystal dome of Lockheed's Palace broke open a big hole, crystal fragments fell in, cold wind poured in, and then a giant plummeted straight down and landed suddenly.
“Ah!”
"Help ..."
The storm outside for a moment is pouring down, but there is smoke in the hall. The nobles was almost startled, and the screams sounded immediately.
Only Brando saw the body of a Wyvern lying in the center of the -- hall. already broke his neck. -- was Wyvern Knight of Black Blade Legion.
Almost at the same time, Archduke of Anlieke's calm and powerful voice came from my ear:
"Kill out!"
Everyone was stunned, but immediately reacted.
"Knights Templar, stop Makarov!" This is the voice of Moroth.
"Catch Princess Gryphine!" Viscount Bergen screamed.
Brando also responded suddenly, he immediately protected Delfhyr with one hand, and at the same time commanded loudly: "Ciel, kill to Princess!"
The hall was immediately chaotic.
...
Dalit is covered with blood.
He looked out through the broken mask of half, and there was almost blood red between heaven and earth. Countless raptors are flying around, and the battlefield above is shaped like a Jedi --
In the center, the High Druid wearing a tree cape seems to be deities. each spell is generated from his hands, forming wooden spears or rock spurs, and a large number of Dragon Knights fall in the air.
High Druid, high Gold rank.
Dalit had a chill in his heart. If there were no sounds coming from Magic Crystal, he would almost tremble. The cold assassination is quickly devouring everyone's battle Will.
"The third and fourth teams form a burst formation!"
"It's Viscount Polyman, he killed Lord Viscount!"
"Guard, cover the assault!"
The roar sounds in the magic crystal, Dragon Knight is reorganizing in mid-air, and they are doing their final fight. Wyvern is not suitable for fighting in mid-air for a long time, especially under the condition of bearing weight with Knight.
"Damn Yankee!" Dalit gritted his teeth.
But this is the final blow. In front, Viscount Guztar Polyman's Wyvern goes forward, and the strength of mid Gold rank is revealed, like a comet above the sky. Only Fanaticism is left in Wyvern Knight's eyes, followed by --
Feng Ya has been formed, and the encirclement is near. Although the loss of Wyvern Knight is dramatic, the enemy is dead.
Victory balance already tilted.
"Look below!"
"Reinforcement, reinforcements are coming --!" Exciting voices came from Magic Crystal.
Dalit turned back and a red light spot rose in the port of Ampere Searl. Knights, Holy Cathedral of Fire Knights stationed in the port moved, Holy Cathedral of Fire entered the war!
Suddenly he just wanted to scream in excitement, it was a lively battle.
But is the enemy a respectable opponent? probably. Dalit had a confused thought in his head. He unconsciously glanced to the side, and then his vision was always fixed in that direction. --
West of Ampere Searl.
Anlieke direction of the mountains.
A black dot is approaching quickly.
"Left and left wings, a large number of unknown Air Forces are found on the left! Repeat, the ministries notice that a large number of Air Force units of unknown origins are found on the left!" A stuttering voice came from already in Magic Crystal: "Wait! No, not right , The other party is also Wyvern Knight? "
"Is it reinforcements?"
Everyone is stuck. Where's the reinforcements?
But only the pupil of Dalit is tightening --. His eyesight is very good, and he can see the origin and number of the other party from a distance. That's not a reinforcement ... at all ...
"It's the enemy, the enemy is attacking --!" He grabbed Magic Crystal and shouted sternly: "It's Southern Legion! It's Wyvern Cavalry of Southern Legion! Ready to meet the enemy!"
At that moment he suddenly understood that it turned out that the Knights of Holy Cathedral of Fire below was not here to support them at all.
They are here to meet Southern Legion ...
But why does Southern Legion appear here ... Martha above!
It's raining.
Norsid stands on the one's own mount like a javelin, allowing the wind and rain to blow his face, and letting lightning and thunder light up his eyes, but his heart is like a well in the old world.
He touched one's own's cheek in subconsciously, and the injuries sustained in Faithwind Circle left him a permanent scar, but then he was relieved that the scar was a warrior medal.
At least, he returned to Southern Legion.
Looking back and looking at him, the same number of Forest Elf shooters are carried on the Wyvern, which is walking alongside him. He nodded in response to the direction. He used to be a comrade in arms, but now he wants to join hands again.
It's just that the target is no longer Wolf Disaster.
Yes, the kingdom abandoned them.
But Southern Legion cannot abandon native land --
Norsid raised spear and pointed straight ahead: "Dragon cavalry listen to my order -- attack -- target formation, Black Blade Legion!"
"For Aouine, make a breakthrough!"
A huge frontal vector forms in midair.
"Southern Legion, break in!"
...
Everyone understands that the Aouine's Civil War already officially kicked off.
In the midst of smoke, Brando faced one's own's first opponent, an Knights Templar. When he saw the other party, the other party was playing against Nemesis. In fact, the black-haired Female Knight was losing ground.
But she can't be slack, because Princess Gryphine is one step behind her.
Seeing this scene, Brando didn't even think about it, and stabbed it in the past; Brando's Swordsmanship has always been fierce and brutal, and this sword is no exception. It doesn't even talk about a little noble etiquette, which is almost a sneak attack.
Holy Cathedral of Fire's Knights Templar are all strong players of Element Unsealed, but they can't help but encounter such entanglement. Had to return to the sword to rescue, ‘dāng' a metal tremble, the two swords intersect, the two swords retreat.
Nemesis finally found a chance to step retreat. She covered her mouth with her hand, coughed, took a breath, and immediately looked pale raises head to see Brando:
"Who taught you this Swordsmanship ..."
"Let's talk later."
Nemesis bit his teeth, but nodded.
Knights Templar already noticed Brando. In fact, the other party apparently recognized him, and the eyes under the metal mask flashed cold cold light. Brando immediately felt a slight stagnation of air flow around his body, and his movements slowed down.
"Be careful, his element should be related to the wind." Nemesis immediately reminded that Female Knight's voice was so cold, but still brought a little concern.
The sound made the Brando feel a little bloody.
It's really like that.
It really looks like upperclasswoman.
If upperclasswoman is still here ...
If you are still in this world ...
Dame Upperclasswoman.
Brando couldn't help closing his eyes. For a moment, he felt that one's own Perception extended endlessly along one's own sword. Obviously it was dark, but all the scenes seemed to be right in front of them.
one point, one line.
A world of Laws.
A towering wall came up in front of him.
Wall of Element!
Brando's heartquake. He opened his eyes suddenly, and what he saw was different. The deepest part of his eyes seemed to be burning with a silver flame. Numerous Lawss, meanings and the ultimate destiny of all things were being interpreted in an infinite direction.
How is this possible?
He raised his sword.
"Wind element, restraint."
"most inferior grade element."
"You want to restrain me by this too?"
"But worms."
Very confident voice, as if above all things. Brando lifted the sword with one hand, and Knights Templar's greatsword just arrived. The two swords crossed, as if Brando throws a spark at hand.
The sword in Knights Templar actually flew out.
Knights Templar is shocked. He never dreamed that there would be such a freak, but he touched Wall of Element during the battle; the Brando sword was not his own power, but the power of Laws itself.
As soon as he woke up, the sword emerged from the world of Laws.
Pei Mo Neng Yu.
However, Knights Templar is one of the top combat capabilities of Holy Cathedral of Fire after all. As soon as the sword is released, it immediately reacts and retreats. as fast as lightning.
Brando lays down the sword, one sword crosses.
sword tip has lost nothing with the other party.
But Correct does.
"Ah––!" Knights Templar suddenly made an unbelievable scream. He covered his chest with one hand, and already opened an not deep, not shallow opening on breastplate.
Brando raises head, the ecstasy is already in my heart, and the eyes are flashing with a terrifying light: "-- Certain-Hit!"
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