The Amber Sword - 1179. Chapter 1179 The Seventy-third Act Twilight Will (Part 1)

When the dream of trial became fragmented, the dragon queen’s ritual finally reached the moment when it was finally completed.

When Brando’s figures flashed back to the Elemental Plane, they found that the mountain where the storm had ceased was long gone, Bai Mist and Fiyas were also gone. He tried to contact her and Malocha with his heart, but found nothing. .

Even he felt that the connection between himself and Warend was completely cut off.

Root made a soft inhalation sound beside him.

He raised his head and took a close look at the’world’ he was in for the first time.

To be precise, he didn’t know whether this place should be called the world, because countless broken mountains and rivers, hanging rivers and oceans, howling gusts and flying flames were up and down in this world, a scene that was closer than the end.

Rather than being called a’world’, here is a fragmented ruin. Brando knew that the elemental barrier was completely finished when he saw it.

What worries him the most at this moment is the fleet of Miss Tata and the Tiermos. On the contrary, it is Ms. White Mist. Instead, he believes that the other party, as the spirit of the ancient witch, should be enough to protect herself. As for Fiyas and Malocha. Card creatures, even if something goes wrong, they just return to the graveyard.

But worrying doesn’t help–

Brando is holding the reborn Earth Sword Harangea-or Saint Osor. It and the Flame Blade are actually integrated. Although they are divided into two in his left and right hands, he is equipped with What you see on the interface is the same piece of equipment.

It is two swords, holy sword-Amber.

It not only has the attributes of the original sword of the earth or even stronger, but also contains the attributes of the blade of flame. He can even transform any one of the attributes at will, or freely exchange the two swords in their spatial positions.

It’s as if they were originally a sword.

Brando vaguely understood the function of the Amber Sword, and had to say that it deserves to be the supreme holy sword in the game named after this sword. Owning it is equivalent to possessing seven holy swords with completely different attributes.

And it’s far more than that, because the element attributes can still cooperate with each other, and only the earth and fire elements can form a certain complementarity. He believes that as long as the seven elements are complemented, the elements will continue to grow and even form. A whole world.

In fact, they themselves are the cornerstones of Warend.

Brando held this sword, and he felt a sense that the whole world was in his grasp. He didn’t understand until this moment why the Azure Knight could fight the dusk with the sky in his hand.

Because he mobilized the entire law of Tiamat.

He is the same now.

These two swords will be the strongest weapons of the Frostland Guardian. He will soon let all enemies who question this understand this truth. In “Amber Sword” someone asked how strong the Frostland Guardian is, but the answer is actually only one:

That depends on his two swords.

This is why Brando chose this career.

He raised his head and felt a vague sense of this fragmented world in his heart. Although the elemental barrier was shattered, the broken laws still penetrated this space. The sword in his hand could naturally guide him in this world.

He quickly saw the Dragon Queen–

The Queen of Dragon naturally noticed the intruder in this fragmented world for the first time.

But she doesn’t care. She holds the scepter of nature in her hand and uses the green power to dominate the world-the authority left by the four elf kings appears in this gray and broken space, the atmosphere is blue, the rock is shallow The gray, the deep blue of the ocean and the crimson of the flame each form a huge law that surrounds the’Roman’ at the very center.

no matter who.

It was too late to stop her.

When she lifted the scepter in her hand to a certain position, there was a sudden shock in the space, opening a portal, and the wounded evil god Frederic fell from it screaming, and its tentacles were in the gray space. Flying up and down, expressing the will of anger in his heart.

It has been asleep for thousands of years, waking up for revenge, but it didn’t expect that before it had time to recover to its strongest period, it would meet its rival Akroma.

And what it dreamed of was that Akroma, who had slept like it for thousands of years, not only appeared in front of it, it was in a state of heyday, and its strength was even more advanced than before.

So a miserable end can be met, if it weren’t for the damn archangel to disappear suddenly by himself, I am afraid it would be difficult for it to even come to this place alive now.

And Gwendolyn couldn’t help being slightly surprised when she saw this look of Frederick. She didn’t expect that someone in the outside world could hurt it like this in a short time. Fortunately, she didn’t waste it. Too much time to summon it in, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

At this moment, she felt for the first time that the shepherd’s plan was not as perfect as she imagined. Although every detail has been considered by countless people, there will still be situations outside the plan when things happen.

Only at this moment, she couldn’t help changing anything.

The arrow is on the string and I have to send it.

“This seems to be the last killer you prepared,”‘Roman’ looked at Frederick with interest, “Gaia’s blood, it turns out you think so.”

Her voice echoed hollowly in this fragmented world.

Gwendolyn didn’t intend to give the dusk too much time to procrastinate, she replied blankly: “You can recognize it, don’t you want to grab the secrets of the gods, the dragon of dusk, we will send you This great gift, after absorbing and purifying the blood-let’s take away the body that truly belongs to a god.”

“But maybe you will really become a god,” she looked at’Roman’ condescendingly, her tone full of sarcasm: “A god of order.”

She raised the scepter high.

Two silver wires, two gold wires, one left and the other, under the guidance of Gwendolyn, hit Frederic. This Cthulhu probably never dreamed that he would be attacked by his former “ally” or humble “servant”. It widened its black octopus-like eyes and let out an angry roar in mid-air.

Although it is only an evil god, its power is not inferior to those of the demigods in that era, because it was originally one of the highest masterpieces of the Truth Council.

In that chaotic and distorted era, the survivors of Babel Fortress created the closest thing to the gods.

But unfortunately, it is not a god after all.

No matter how furious it struggles, it can’t escape the line of law connected with the emerald scepter in Gwendolyn’s hand.

That kind of feeling, in fact, it is not unexperienced.

When it was just created, the blood flowing in his body buried such awe in his memory. It was Gaia’s blood, no matter how powerful it was, it was just a descendant of the latter. That’s it.

This is the fear engraved in the bones, and it can’t help but resist.

And the scepter in Gwendolyn’s hand seemed to be the authority left by Gaia herself. She held the scepter, surrounded by laws, as if the great will came in person.

It is verdant, and everyone who holds it is the king of the ancients. The chosen one is both a rod and a sword. It is the supreme authority that nurtures nature and life.

Poor evil god Frederic probably never dreamed that although Gaia had already left this world, the authority to restrict it still remained in this world.

And when the surviving gods of Babel fortress created it, they hung the sword of Damocles high above it.

All Gwendolyn had to do was to put down the blade.

This is not her plan alone, she just happened to be the person who implemented it in this era. To be precise, countless people have given their lives for it, and today this plan has come to the end and has become a sacred and crazy one. cause.

There is no doubt that Gwendolyn is not disgusted with madness, she intends to carry this madness to the end.

The rules left by the Four Elf Kings, the twisted and evil blood of the gods created by the gods, and the authority in her hand called Verdant-it turns out that even in the end, Martha is still for her people Hope is left.

This is the expectation of mothers and gods.

So what she did must be correct.

The world has been destroyed several times, not by the hand of twilight, but by Martha and the gods and people who have restarted the world of order; every time a disaster strikes, it is not that countless creatures are destroyed once, and the elemental barrier is broken. What happened, everything is for the final result.

“You damn fuck!” When the evil god Frederic saw the’Miss Merchant’ who was bound by the runes of many laws in the middle of the world, he understood his possible fate.

Its roar is like waves of turbulent waves of mountains and tsunamis, raging in Gwendolyn’s spiritual world.

But the latter is only slightly pale, and the surface is still unmoved.

She flattened her right hand and pressed down the scepter.

The evil god Frederic felt as if he was being pressed by a pair of invisible big hands, pressing against the black light cocoon in the center of the world, it was struggling with horror, but the breath of Gaia made it unable to move at all.

At that moment, the evil god suddenly felt a little sad that he shouldn’t wake up. As a dead’god’ sleeping in the void of space, although it may eventually turn into dust under Tiamat’s law, it is better than being loved. Ma was seriously injured again and was completely swallowed by the blood of a sleeping ancestor.

When the blood is merged, a new deity may be born, but it definitely has nothing to do with it. It is a death that is more terrible than sleeping. Although the evil god Frederic is proud, he does not think that he may fight. Had an ancestor of pure blood.

And when it got closer to’Roman’, it couldn’t help but screamed in horror: “Twilight’s Will!”

At that moment, it understood its destiny.

“No,” it screamed, “you can’t do that!”

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