The Amber Sword: Scene 510 end of an era (below)

"Teacher!" Feng Huo struggled to stand up, his voice weak and joyful.

Brando shows warmth and nods to one's own student.

Of the crowd, only Thurman and Solomon recognized the others, and others were confused. Until Oratus helped them ask this question. "Who are you?" The queen of the storm frowned and looked at Brando and asked.

Hold your hands behind your shoulders and hold the Holy Sword's hilt. Brando pulls out the sword gently, and a bright light shines into the eyes of everyone present. "Holy Sword Ordefeiss!" Someone lost his voice.

Brando pointed at Oratus with a sword, and said, "Sasaarland people have done so many good things in Aouine. Wouldn't anyone expect someone to collect debt?"

"By you?" Oratus sneered scornfully.

"I don't want to talk nonsense," Brando replied, "Simply speaking, after today, the Sasaarland alliance will no longer be existence."

"A big breath." After hearing about it, Ajani frowned. Obviously, a mortal tone made her feel uncomfortable.

"Is it big?" Brando turned her head back, but shook her head: "Return blood for blood, it's just --"

Oratus Qiqi smiled back: "Aouinian? I haven't heard of that kind of -- at all" but her laughter immediately got stuck and the color of fear on her face quickly appeared. Because behind Brando, rectangular silver lines in the air emerged, and tens of millions of silver cubes flashes passed away, sweeping more than half of Lataki in an instant.

It was a force that made everyone feel uneasy.

In this world, there is only one power that can disturb the sages.

"Did you see it clearly?"

"... Nothing wrong, then, that's ..."

Solomon, Logar, Roan, Arcas are shocked.

existence **** power --

Only the look of Brando is ancient. It seems as if nothing about the surroundings is unheard of, only sinking into the one's own sword. He held his sword up to the level of his chest, supported sword edge with one hand, and the next moment -- his people disappeared from everyone's vision, leaving only a residual image. Only Arcas captured that tremor of Space.

It's like a long, narrow light in the darkness.

Oratus Her face changed drastically, and the golden light in the depths of her pupils grew larger. She desperately released the thunder, and the thunder in the square flickered, but sword edge She continued to break through the obstacles to her. Oratus Screamed, rolled to the side, Dark Gold The blade crosses it, bringing a line of blood on her arm.

Oratus swipes his teeth and swipes his back. The Thunder Whip is passing by Brando, but Brando disappears in one step. It is still Flash Sword. Oratus was full of fear in retreat, she was not afraid of Flash Sword, but the power of existence had already scared her heart.

She only wanted to leave this place, but suddenly, she had an unprecedented throb in her heart, the alarm bell shrill cry.

Oratus turned sharply immediately, and was shocked to see an equally narrow sword light.

"This is impossible --!"

Oratus feels that he is going crazy. How can there be such a Swordsmanship in this world?

In the eyes of others, it is a sword cast by the afterimage left by Brando. It also crosses Space and is also Flash Sword. That looks weird, there is no logic at all --, but the afterimage does not make sense with Oratus, it suddenly flashes, Oratus almost exhausted forward with a full blow, and rolled on the ground without an image to escape this. sword.

But there is a wound on the lower abdomen.

She clenched her teeth and held her lower abdomen, but Brando herself already appeared behind him again. With a sword cut, Oratus broke her heart, reached out her hand to block, and her three fingers flew up. She screamed in pain and hugged the one's own hand.

However, Brando himself disappeared again. After the flash, the afterimage was lifting Frost Chanter Xinna in his hand.

"No!" The cry of Oratus was filled with despair.

This is the fastest sword in the world.

Beyond everyone's imagination.

Brando doesn't even use the power of existence sex.

The body flashes, then an illusion appears, and each offensive becomes two. Space flashes and phantoms flooded this narrow area at the same time. For a while, the shadow of Brando's around Oratus flashed at least seven times.

It was a storm of sword edge. It was Flash Sword, but it was also Wind Empress Nine Celestial Bodies.

Oratus bowed his head dullly, looking at a sword injury on his chest, the silver blood was flowing out of --

Brando stopped in front of her, sword tip in her hand pointed directly at her neck, and a chill passed through sword edge, which made the Storm Queen take a nap.

Brando is silent.

But the results speak for themselves. After entering Sage Domain, this is the first time that he has combined two kinds of supreme Swordsmanship together, and the power produced has not exceeded his expectations.

That is the hard work of two sages, and the supreme heritage of Dragon Race. In front of these existence, a storm queen Oratus is nothing at all.

But at this moment, only Brando's's mind is boiling.

In the distance, Feng Huo clenched his fists with excitement, his eyes returned to the dark ink like Wen Yu, and his eyes shone. This is the first time she has seen such a Swordsmanship teacher in front of her.

Brando silently looked at the sword edge in his hands and arrived on the white neck of Oratus.

At this moment, many things flashed in his mind. Those ridiculous, simple, naive vows, heavy sense of responsibility, tears of joy and regret coexisted in two simple words -- memories. For the responsibility of Aouine's, already ends here. The only thing left is lingering guilt. After all, he still disappoints someone who trusts him.

The sincere, idealistic youngster, he originally thought that time would make the Lantolian's Knight mature, but time, once again made a joke with him. This may be Marsha's special protection for Ike. This youngster has fallen twice in the most glorious years of his life, and he has not even seen the most ugly nature in the world.

Some things are destined to be engraved on the monument, but the ideal person should become a note of history, so that people can see the sublime flashes outside reality. Although they are fragile, they are actually existence, and even Easier than power and power.

This is the pursuit of civilization for beauty.

But even so, Brando will never allow those black hands who are conspiring behind the plot to escape. They sacrificed to the ideal, and he let them die.

Now that you believe in power.

Then let you see the real power in this world.

Oratus suddenly wanted to understand something and laughed sadly: "I see, you are the ancestors ..."

Brando's hand forward.

"Mr. Brando, wait!" Solomon has not had time to stop, time Thane Ajani one step forward, and already in the hands of magic formation -- Buga people already paid a heavy price, could it be that has to even destroy the inheritance of Tarachi and storm wizard?

She finally made up her mind and never allowed it.

But Brando didn't even look back.

Rectangular silver lines, tens of millions of silver cubes flashed again, like a wall across the sky, standing in front of seven Buga people Chief Wizard. The silver network swept forward. Except for Solomon, others found that they couldn't move. Ajani screamed and found that magic formation in her hand was disintegrating, and she couldn't help showing shock.

Oratus's body heavily fell to the ground, her empty eyes stared straight into the sky. She may not even have thought about it until she died. Why did the Sasaarland people come to this step?

In the scorched palace.

Buga's Silver Robe Wizard is counting losses everywhere. Although the Sasaarland alliance already was declared dead, the heritage of red and blue wizard has not been destroyed. Brando cannot kill everyone -- indiscriminately like he and these people. What's the difference?

Of course, a guilty person will never escape justice.

Unsurprisingly, the leader of the Sasaarland, the red robe King of Wizard Heliyanov already, left Lataki with one eye of his omniscience.

Brando already knew this. When he opened the TiamatLaws network for the first time, he scanned the entire Lataki with already, but he did not find any trace of Heliyanov.

Ironically, the each Sasaarland people did n’t know about it, and they did n’t understand Storm Queen Oratus until they died. In fact, they have already been abandoned.

But only such a ruthless person can put down all collusion with Dragon of Twilight.

Brando paced aimlessly in the palace.

But a person stopped his way. It was a tall Buga person with a wizard --. He rarely had such a burly, dark skin, short white hair, and bare skin covered with black. Secret pattern.

Although his eyes are also silver of Buga people, but unlike ordinary people's congresses, this person's eyes have no pupils, only a piece of silver-white like the ocean.

Brando knows that the person in front of him is the uncrowned king of Buga.

King of Wizard, Solomon.

"Mr. Brando." Although all the rumors about this King of Wizard portrayed his supreme majesty, Solomon's voice was unexpectedly gentle and gentle, which made people feel close at first sight.

Brando raises head, frowned.

"Please don't get me wrong," Solomon said, "I didn't come here for the past."

Brando nodded, at least the King of Wizard did not disappoint him.

"... is that existence?" Solomon asked.

"It's not perfect, but at least it's a manifestation of the power of existence."

"So you have seen Ultimate Throne in already, right?"

Brando shook his head, knowing the descendant of Aldoch Scholar more or less secret, and replied: "I only saw the phantom of Ultimate Throne in the stagnant realm, but it is not there."

"But you know already."

Brando was silent for a moment, then nodded silently: "Ultimate Throne is the final authority of TiamatLaws."

"Yes, authority is power," the King of Wizard said seriously: "So why have the people of Marsha been confused for a long time, and why the truth Council and World Circle have so many divisions."

"You mean that the division of Sasaarland people is foreseeable?" Brando asked.

"But this does not mean that I agree with them." Solomon replied.

Brando lowers his eyelids silently.

Morphians draw strength from a network called Tiamat. What they think of as Magic, what they think of as element, and truth come from this, and behind all the illusory, it's just a struggle for authority.

Are mortals really strong?

Even among them are sages.

For thousands of years, Tiamat ’s power has not grown, and the power it can assign is ultimately limited to --.

But what if you reach the top?

firstmen created this network called Tiamat, but even its creator has not changed the fate of one's own.

"In fact, Buga people have known this for a long time," Solomon continued, "But after all, Tiamat is our last dependency. If we lose even this, we will have no chance to come again. "

"The reincarnation of time after time," Brando replied softly: "When is the end?"

"Maybe this time," Solomon turned around and looked away from the palace. In the distance, the army of Nine Phoenixes and Buga people was converging at one place: "Dragon of Twilight already came to our world, even at their own expense The danger is the price, in order to capture the supreme authority of Tiamat -- "

The word King of Wizard is not too clear, but the meaning is already.

If it succeeds, we have no future.

"So we have to make a desperate bet," he looked back at Brando, his silver eyes were indifferent: "You are the one selected by Marsha, Mr. Brando, can you answer me a question?"

"Are there any chances?"

After listening to this question, Brando only walked forward silently. His front was outside the gate of the palace.

The sun passed the unclear light-dark junction, Brando raises head, staring at the clear blue sky of Lataki. Is there any chance? There was something waiting for him to decide in that faint hope, just like a responsibility in the meditation, he vaguely understood what Marsha meant when he looked at himself.

But he still nodded.

"There is still a chance."

Then walked out.

Solomon looked at the back of this youngster silently.

Perhaps an era is over.

When will the new era begin?

...

"Teacher."

Feng Huo stands quietly under the steps, not like most little girls at this age, because she seems to be cheering because of joy -- but she still can see that her heart is full of joy at the moment, that joy seems to be from that pair Talking eyes glowed.

But because of the usual persistence, Feng Huo only blinked quietly.

For this excellent student, Brando raised a warmth in his heart and smiled slightly.

"The teacher's Swordsmanship is as enviable as ever," Feng Huo said sincerely.

"You are also good, you practice fast." Brando stopped and said to her.

"It's still far worse than the teacher."

Brando laughed with a smile: "Rest assured that one day will surpass mine."

"Really?"

Brando nodded seriously, he was definitely not an exaggeration.

Feng Huo The expectant light flashed in the dark eyes, and one day she could protect the teacher.

The two walked down the steps, Feng Huo took the sword from Brando, holding the sword consciously one step behind, and kept the duty of student. Her raises head stared at the back of Brando's, her eyes full of reverence.

In the distance is the slumped city of Lataki after the war. The residents of the city are not only Sasaarland people, but also many Bansiya people.

Many lost their families during the war.

Crying came from a distance in the wind.

However, few people will understand what -- means today.

In the wizard war that has lasted for nearly six decades, people have lost more. Lataki also turned into fly ash under a spell strike in the year of Lin Xiao, and no one survived.

But the demise of the Sasaarland alliance has declared the early end of the wizard war.

This is not just the revenge of a kingdom of Aouine. -- is more important. Mortal people are united together in advance. Buga people and Nine Phoenixes troops will be on the further Qingyuan Great Plains. Those Centaur clans who have taken on the Sasaarland and Dragon of Twilight will be --. After the loss of Kirrlutz and Tree Shepherds, the other arm of Dragon of Twilight and the power of Origin Association will be severely hit .

At least this war can be declared, the threat from the civilized world comes to an end, and people can finally make make a move to deal with the real threat from Dragon of Twilight.

But Brando is not at ease.

Since the death of Sasaarland people can be predicted, then Dragon of Twilight abandoned two important pieces in Kirrlutz and Saers, just to create a disaster in Baishan and civil disturbance in Aouine's?

No, that's obviously not enough.

...

William-Pister held up the glowing magic staff and walked carefully through a dark hall.

The sound of footsteps rustled in the silence. It seemed that only the the only one sound was left in the deep Space. He carefully observed the condition of the hall, and a dignified look appeared on his face.

At the edge of the light, tiny maggots are fleeing into the gaps in the wall, leaving only empty spider webs; the hall is full of dust, debris scattered on the ground, and the air is permeated A moldy Aura that is not near to people.

But he stopped suddenly.

The light of Magic shines in front of the first step, and the gaze rises up the stairs. Above the gray throne, sits a dead black robe covered with spider webs. The skeleton wore a crown, and one hand still supported the lower jaw of one's own, sitting crooked on the throne, but in the eyes of the black hole, the old light had long since passed away.

kuāng dāng, magic staff in William's hands fell to the ground.

He looked pale retreat step.

"It's impossible ..."

The Retreat, silver wizard is best at the school of Necromancy and spell.

At the same time, it is also the most unique one among Buga's three-color wizard. These powerful black robes wizard are not keen on fighting for power on continent. On the contrary, they have been standing against the chaotic frontline for seven centuries.

They are also the biggest deadly rivals of Silver Celestial Serpent and Tree Shepherds.

Since the Boss Black Robe wizard Yuki of the Retreat has kept this floating city above the Great Glacier, they have always fulfilled the promise of one's own. Although they have not returned to continent for nearly 300 years, I did not expect that their ending would be like this --

William Pist recognizes the crown.

The king's laurel of Correct Yuki.

Countless rustling voices came from the darkness. The Chief Wizard suddenly turned around, and the magic staff on the ground flew into his hands naturally. He put the light forward, and suddenly reflected in the shadow of the hall. The ugly creature.

The devil.

In fact William has identified the person.

It was a tall monster standing in the middle of a group of bad demons. He grinned and smiled at him silently: "William-Pister, I didn't expect that we were waiting here for you. This is really A surprise. "

"King of Elementals, Cyrillic, did you actually wake up already?"

The monster sneered twice: "It's hundreds of years earlier than you expected."

Old wizard suddenly changed his face.

...

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