The Amber Sword: Act 537 The Final Throne XIV

The sky is golden red, and already is dim. Inside the room, the light of the candle swayed, shaking from time to time, shaking the rustling dust from the ceiling. After a long silence, Delphine finally opened its mouth.

"You're right," she said softly, "I'm afraid of --"

Mystryl silently looked at prime minister's daughter, and Delphine smiled slightly: "Don't ask why?"

"I just worry about you," Ms. Yinlong said softly, "You care about Mr. Brando, why do you want to stay here alone?"

Delphine was silent for a while, don't look over the window scenery -- The golden red sky reflected a thin layer of brilliance on her face, her purple eyes seemed to reflect a gleam of light.

"Because I'm afraid of frankness, Mystryl."

Delphine turned back and smiled.

"Frankness is like a sharp knife that makes me afraid to move forward --"

"That day he smiled at me in the crowd, and the crown in his hand seemed like a satire to me."

"But I just want to tell him, all I want to see is just the appearance of his lies."

Crystal tears fell from prime minister's daughter's face. She pursed her lips slightly, and her lips were slightly moist. She put on a touch of makeup and looked more dignified and beautiful than usual: "Why is he always so proud, and would rather take such a path than bow down to me, I wish to stop in front of him. I ca n’t say -- "

"Delphine," Ms. Yinlong looked at the girl silently and said, "Yes, you are not always frank, but this Correct is unique to you. What you really need to do, you should understand Others --, you should understand that Mr. Brando chose this way because of noble reasons. "

Delphine smiled slightly and wiped the corners of his eyes.

"Maybe I am in love with someone I shouldn't love," she said softly, "This is my perfect revenge, but the sharp dagger is inserted into my one's own atrium."

She stood up gently and passed by with Ms. Yinlong.

"Where are you going?" Mystryl looked back at her.

Delphine stopped, looked back, and smiled gently: "I'm going to be his queen."

With these words, she walked out of the room gently.

...

Brando understands that one's own does not have much time. It is a fleeting point in time. He can only -- must seize the opportunity when that moment arrives, and kill the world king -- eternal Colossal Dragon, Níðhöggr. .

That will be a great cause no one else in the world can do.

But there was no excitement in his mind at this moment.

The silver Laws line extends behind him and under his feet. The Space isolates everything from the power of time and forms a huge network. The entire Emerald Summit disappears, there is no longer a broken valley, no light. There is no longer darkness; there is only a void between him and the green Colossal Dragon, and countless silver lines are intertwined with each other, as if constituting the whole of this world.

That's the flowing time, and Space superimposed on each other.

It is the universe itself.

The Laws, which represents the string of Time and Space, each one locks all existences in this world. Any fluidity and uncertainty are made clear here. There are no other false things in the world existence, only the purest Laws, countless Laws, like the stars hanging in the sky.

Each bit of light is closely connected with tiamatLaws and the world itself.

Representing the axis of time, it locks the Emerald Dragon of existence at any moment. Its so-called eternity is condensed into a point in this world restricted only by Laws, and it is no longer arbitrarily free.

The surface of each Space constrains the existence nature of Níðhöggr to travel in any parallel world. Its so-called immortality collapses into a flat surface under the designation of Brando's and is superimposed on a piece of thin paper.

The silver plane continues to shrink, and the last two light spots overlap each other.

Emerald Dragon's almost infinite existence character becomes one at this moment. Perhaps in all the worlds, in all the history, from this moment on, it is this green Colossal Dragon that is closest to the 'finite' state.

In a quiet Space, one person and one dragon face each other in the world formed by the overlapping points.

Their strengths are so close, Brando's Laws Power at this moment already Close to exhaustion. Infinite time approaches stagnation, Brando Understand when the next moment When he came, he was the only one make a move Opportunity.

He will only have one chance.

But thinking is caught in a cycle of anxiety.

The existence nature of Níðhöggr is locked at the next moment, and even at the next instant, even if it is a microsecond, it will return to immortality. So, what means should he use to completely erase existence of Níðhöggr within a most basic time unit?

That is a power that Holy Sword can't have --

Brando is thinking about one's own means. In order to think, he continuously extends the line of time, making time stop at this moment almost eternally. One person and one dragon are deadlocked in this stagnant state.

He has no absolute certainty, and Níðhöggr cannot move.

But time is always limited.

The pointer will always resume.

The power of his Laws is getting closer to exhaustion.

Brando's eyes become complicated. Does -- have to bet? He closed his eyes slightly, and it seemed to him that already had made the final decision. But at this time Correct, a voice struck his heart.

"already forgot me this vicious woman --?"

Brando froze slightly.

Within his time Laws, only his Planeswalker and the creature summoned by his Cards of Fate can keep time flowing with him, because they are considered to be one with him.

But who is that voice, it will not be Medissa, nor will it be Scippamira and Andelique.

An doorway of light opened in the dark.

A woman's uncle's figure slowly steps out of it.

The woman looked at Brando tenderly. She wore a dark gauze dress and a veil. Even if she had a butterfly-shaped black mask on her face, her purple eyes flashing with wisdom. See the calm but paranoid look of prime minister's daughter.

That's Delphine.

No, maybe it should be said that Fergie is inaccessible.

"Delphine?"

"Is it unexpected that I will is here, Your Majesty?" prime minister's daughter asked with a smile.

"No, you are ..."

"I am your Planeswalker creature," Delphine said softly, "As part of Laws, isn't it normal to respond to your call?"

"But --" Brando deeply breathed in: "You have not really become Planeswalker Laws, join Deck of the dead moon."

"so what?"

In the time of infinite stillness, Delphine giggled slightly, she smiled tremblingly. But the purple eyes always kept a touch of clarity, and gently replied, "As long as I can help you, can I?"

She came to Brando, gently raised chin of Brando with Glove with black gauze, and looked at Brando quietly with deep eyes: "Don't be owed to me, because I hate that you use it like that Attitude to me, I understand why you do n’t bring me -- "

Brando finally opened his mouth: "You can't go, Delphine, I have another way."

"What if someone else is sacrificed for this, such as the Silver Elf Little Princess?"

Brando is silent.

prime minister's daughter bowed his head slightly: "Sure enough, I'm far below your Little Princess in your heart."

"No, I didn't mean that." Brando replied: "But you are not really a Planeswalker creature, I can --"

"Is it too late," Delphine looked at him with a smile and Yan Yan, she put out a finger and gently placed on Brando's chest: "You can't move already, right."

Brando froze, absentmindedly looked at the prime minister's daughter.

"Do you regret it?" Delphine asked softly: "I regret it for a while, and didn't turn me into a real Card creature?"

She smiled, "But it's nothing, I want you to remember, I'm your queen."

prime minister's daughter lowered her head slightly, the purple lips printed a kiss on Brando's lips, then raises head came, turned around, and slowly walked towards Emerald Dragon Níðhöggr.

Brando can only silently look at the back of prime minister's daughter.

At this moment, whether or not he releases time, it seems that already is destined to be unable to change the result.

Níðhöggr in the void is like a rolling mountain range. prime minister's daughter is like a dust beside it. She turned around and finally looked at Brando. In the eyes of that moment, all the love and hate had no meaning. In the eyes of the girl, only the eyes with emotions remained.

She gently placed her hand on Níðhöggr's body.

Planeswalker's Laws, on top of creature within the tiamat network, shows its absolute majesty --

‘Every time an inaccessible Fergie causes a combat damage to any creature, kill the creature. ’

A long mourn came from the deep Space.

But when time begins to flow again, a myth about immortality and eternity ends at this moment. It's like the end of a cycle. Energy and matter, everything that makes up the King of Bronze, radiates endlessly in all directions and bursts into the void.

In the endless white light, the lighthouse of Dark World, the peak of the emerald collapsed.

The entire Kingdom of Death seems to be bathed in a pure and flawless white light. Countless energy, like a huge ring, slowly diffuses from the sky. Everything is gone, only Brando is under the solid guardianship of Space Laws, not far away is the black altar.

A small thing flew out in the light, and Brando subconsciously caught it.

That is a part of a brooch, with a purple poppy flower on it. Behind the surface of Mithril quality, this line of small text is engraved:

‘Gift to Delphine.

-- Mystryl-Talaris ’

Brando looked at the brooch in his hand silently, he blinked, and in this world of nothing, his eyes had some sand in it. He purse up thightly his lips, breathed in deeply.

Before turning around, Brando finally glanced at the center of the white light.

In that pure and immaculate light, it seemed to be quietly sleeping in the heart of a young girl.

Then he turned around and walked into the doorway of light without any hesitation.

There.

It will be the beginning and the end of everything.

...

There is a roaring voice in the darkness and the void.

Bai-Tiamas looked up suddenly as if suddenly surprised. She looked at the hourglass floating in the darkness, and the golden gravel was flowing quietly. It turned out that it was already at this time. It seems that this Princess's Spectre has reacted.

She woke up from the darkness, a heavy light reflected in her eyes, and there seemed to be a shooting star in the distance. Correspondingly, there was a change in the rows of petri dishes in the field of vision. It's bright.

"First."

Tiamas looked at this scene and said lightly.

She raised her hand and gently brushed her hair on her forehead, and her silver eyes flashed with complex light. The black world is immersed in a silent peace.

But already is the last peace.

The void is shaking.

Tiamas picked up an inverted frame -- on the table. She flipped over the frame. The rough painting paper depicts four smiles with simple pen and ink. One of them, already was almost invisible, Tiamas gently stroked the man's face, and tears fell down and drifted into the darkness.

"Villefort, I hope you will forgive me."

Tiamas's gaze swept over one's own's two daughters again, becoming gentle and peaceful.

But in the end, she lowered the frame and looked up.

"It's started."

In the void of Brunson, witches from thirteen countries, each led by the witch of the inheritance month, came to the border of their country.

The stars in the sky seem to reflect the light of an era.

Sophia raises head, looking at the silver Giant Wolf, Isis in the distance, looks cold and agitated.

"Time is already," this Giant Wolf voice echoed in the void: "Sophia, why can't I really control the power of tiamatLaws, where is Ultimate Throne?"

But Sophia just smiled gently: "I don't know."

"What did you say?"

An angry howl rang through the entire elemental border.

But -- in the dark

Tiamas already revealed is out of shape, and she is silently watching this ancient battle. Behind her, in a long time, there was once given a special name -- Gaia.

The significance of the earth existence is to guard the birth of life.

And that's where Correct hopes.

...