The Amber Sword - 577. Chapter 577-The Three Hundred and Tenth Acts of Fury Scroll VII

“Murros, you are crazy.”

“It’s not me who is crazy, Mephistopheles, do you think you can destroy all of this? Wrong, you can’t do anything.” The robe on the high priest Muros stirred with the hot wind, and the cold face gradually showed a grinning smile. : “Don’t compare me with those who are greedy for life and fear of death. You and what they pursue are not worth mentioning to me. Haha, my goal is very lofty.”

“Merros,” Gray Sword Saint carried the great sword on his shoulders, his gray eyes burned with crazier light, golden lava gushing out from the ground, but he seemed to ignore it-instead, his face showed a white sensation. Teeth, staring at the chief priest as if it was a beast that chose to eat, “You made a mistake.”

“Your purpose, I don’t care at all. I just came to kill you.”

“No one who kills can go unpunished. I am no exception, and you are no exception, including His Majesty the Emperor of the Cruz Empire.”

“So,” the black-clothed and gray-haired uncle raised the sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword pointed at Murros who looked surprised: “Please go to hell.”

A gray ripple spread from the tip of his sword. In an instant, the Loxbée Palace disappeared, and the Great Temple of Andere Füller disappeared, leaving only a vast gray plain between the two. The underground flames seemed to have lost their last bondage, and rose up in an instant, a sea of flames rose from the feet of Murros and Mephistopheles——

The ten-ring spell was finally completely conceived and completed at this moment, exploding its greatest power. It was as if a golden flaming sword pierced the blade from the ground. The blade was hundreds of feet wide and plunged straight into the sky. From a distance of dozens of miles, a beam of light could be seen exploding on the muddy sky.

A golden red cross shone in the air.

All the terrifying power burned the gray sword saint’s robe, revealing the inner armor, and the dark armor gradually turned into golden red. The gray lines of the law flickered, and each one was dazzling, even his eyebrows. It burns with hair, just like a burning man.

But Mephistopheles did not hear, step by step from the flame, the flame burned on him, but it seemed cold and not warm. With golden-red flames reflected in his eyes, he approached Murros step by step, like a monster coming out of a pool of lava in hell.

The Grey Sword Saint raised the sword, and the golden red piece on the sword had turned into a huge flame sword.

“No, flames can’t hurt you… No, you are protected by the power of this world… Where is this…?” Murros screamed.

“Murros, with your strongest attacking spell, plus your elemental power, you are not without the chance of a battle; but you chose this large-scale spell, you are too greedy.” Mephistopheles step by step Approaching him, he shook his head and replied.

“Finally, the plain, the gray field… That’s how it is…” Suddenly there was an enlightenment in Murros’s eyes.

He suddenly screamed, and the Grey Sword Saint thrust a sword into his chest. The chief priest who was guiding the spell couldn’t move at all, and the terrifying backlash immediately poured into his body and burned his hands and feet in an instant.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! ”

Grey Sword Saint looked at him with a pity in his eyes.

Murros suddenly stopped, with a look of error on his face: “What do you mean by this look?”

“Murros.”

“You look down on him too much.”

“he?”

Grey Sword Saint nodded.

Murros coughed violently, and the brilliance in his eyes was quickly receding. At the last moment of his life, he seemed to see the huge ring again—all things return to the ring, all things return to one.

The Flame Temple’s eyes widened, almost moaning: “Futility…no effort, you…never…will…understand…the…essence of the world…”

…

“Brando!”

Brando took the princess and her group out of the ruins of the Great Temple of Andreux, and heard a familiar voice calling his name; he turned around and saw the shadows of people in a sea of fire, and The headed knight looked back and saw his line of people.

Brando smiled: “Brayson, meet again.”

The young man immediately smiled on his indifferent face: “It’s really been a long time since I saw you. I didn’t expect to be in the same trench with you this time.”

“Eruin should have been in the same trench.” Brando replied.

Bresson was taken aback, then nodded.

He got off his horse, came to the crowd, and saluted Nimesis and Princess Griffin separately: “Your Royal Highness, Knight Commander Nimesis.”

“How’s the situation?” Nimesis was pale, with blood on the corners of her mouth. If Brando hadn’t been supporting her, she would have been unable to stand still, but she still asked for the first time.

“The guards came first. Freya and Miko commanded the students to repel them several times. Now they are shrinking to Juggler Street and Siqi Street, but there are no construction works. They should be waiting for reinforcements.”

Bresson replied very proudly. He had a reason to be proud—the students of the Royal Knights Academy are now almost the backbone of the kingdom. They were originally selected from among the best young men among the nobles and garrisons in the south. After systematic study and training, they are now a group of talents with the highest military literacy in Eruin.

This is not boasting, and it is also proven in the history that Brando knows; this army of non-commissioned officers is the main force in the future conquests of the Princess Regent.

“Where’s the patrol cavalry? Where’s the Black Blade Legion?” Nimesis frowned.

“They won’t come.” Brando interjected. Even in the heavy rain, the wharf area was full of flames—want to come to Sanir and its clansmen had already succeeded—of course Brando didn’t know that the Naga clan was attacking the inner city at the moment, and in his vision, he only wanted to. It is enough to capture the port to attract the attention of the defenders of Amperthel.

As for the Black Blade Legion, at this moment the dragon knights on both sides above Ampersel are fighting together, and the corpses of flying dragons or birds of prey fall from the sky from time to time, smashing to pieces.

For Brando, persuading the Army of the South is actually very simple, ironic, because Eru, because of the domestic situation, the army that guarded the kingdom’s frontiers has fallen into a forgotten end. In fact, the royal party has always acquiesced to let Count Denell and Madara collude, so that the life of the Southern Army would be even more difficult.

In fact, two years later in history, after the current commander of the Southern Army Corps died in battle, the Legion basically fell apart and was removed from history. Later, due to Elu’s ZTE and Madara’s second invasion, the southern border fell almost overnight, causing the Valkyrie to be hated by the enemy in the Crimson Canyon. In fact, a large part of the reason is the evil results that the royal party planted today.

The destruction of the Southern Legion in this era seems to be a compromise to Count Jean Dnell. Although the Royal Party won the victory in the end, it deeply hurt the hearts of all people in the South.

Brando will naturally not let this happen again, but it has been lacking an opportunity. What’s more, he didn’t know where the Southern Army was at the moment, until the appearance of Nostar, a real opportunity appeared in front of him.

The two sides almost hit it off, and the dead-end Southern Legion desperately needed an ally, especially Brando who could even borrow the name of the princess. At the same time, unlike the royal party, he didn’t have a good feeling for Jean Denell, so he changed hands and sold the Lord Earl.

In fact, it can’t be said to sell. Originally, he and this Lord Earl were immortal enemies, and the alliance with the Southern Legion can be said to kill two birds with one stone.

Today, the Southern Legion will be able to say that the entire Eruin’s strongest flying dragoon regiment is sent here to support the princess. In fact, it is also part of the content of this alliance, but the content of this alliance is far more than that.

Brando only thought that I’m afraid that Jean Dernell’s good days would soon end.

But his thoughts are only fleeting, because everyone is looking at him at the moment.

“Our allies are restraining them,” Brando replied immediately, “Breson, are there any guards in the direction of the King’s Trail and Forest Avenue?”

Bresson looked at Nimesis on the side, and the black-haired female knight looked at Princess Griffin, the half-elf princess standing in the middle of the crowd wearing a rain cloak, her face still pale. She nodded, “Leave everything to Mr. Brando.”

“But wait a minute,” Princess Griffin raised her head and looked at Brando and said: “Mr. Brando, Amperexel is a famous city in history. In these histories there are many things in addition to money and power. The things that are truly precious to the Eruin people beyond desire…If it’s not a compelling thing, I hope you…”

“I know.” Brando nodded. It seems that the previous demolition of the Ande Füller Great Temple has made the other party feel grieved. In fact, it is not only the princess, but he is also heartbroken; just as Griffith said. It is said that this is a kingdom with a long history. There are many things that are regarded as spiritual symbols in this land. If it is only to achieve victory and completely destroy all of them, for this ancient kingdom and its people The damage is unimaginable.

But war is war, Brando can only answer like this: “We will try our best to protect all of this, your Royal Highness, what we want is not a riddled Eruin.”

Princess Griffin nodded calmly, agreeing.

He looked back.

Breson glanced at him, and nodded at him with some approval. He was born in Braggs. There is a famous clock tower in Braggs. Almost all people who grew up in Braggs have accompanied this clock tower from childhood memories and proudly regard it as a symbol of Braggs, if one day This clock tower collapsed in the war, I believe all Braggs people will feel sad for it.

Sometimes these spiritual symbols are not only a valuable asset, but also a symbol of hope. As long as they are still there, Eruin will eventually be reborn from the ashes. This is the power of culture, and Bresson also deeply agrees with this:

“Brando, there is no trace of the guards in the direction of the King’s Trail and Forest Avenue, but from here to the north, there should be a guard group stationed near the north gate of Ampersel.”

Although the Great Sanctuary of Anderfüller is located on the central axis of Ampersel, its actual location is close to the port area to the east, in fact it is in the center of the old port city. There are five avenues leading to this temple, the King’s Trail and Forest Avenue are on the north of the temple, while the Juggler Street and Siqi Street are on the south, and there is also Haiyan Street that leads east to the Port Haiyan Fortress.

Brando allowed Nagar to occupy the port, and his actual plan was to let the princess and her team break through to the north near the silver lighthouse in Frogs outside the city, where there was a boat waiting for them, and then both sides left the silver lighthouse. After the bay, it converged on the sea off Ampersel.

This plan looks extremely bold, but it is full of feasibility. First of all, the north leads to the hinterland controlled by the Grand Duke of Westfah, and no one would have thought that they would break through the north. Second, the sea storms raged, and there was almost no possibility of leaving Ampersel through the open sea.

But all this is possible because of the existence of the sea magic whale.

Now it seems that the opponent does indeed deploy heavy troops in the direction of the South Gate. Brando listened to Bresson’s description and replied: “Ampersel has nearly 30,000 Hong Kong guards. It is normal to have a brigade in front of us.”

He looked up: “How many people do we have.”

“More than two hundred non-commissioned officers are under the command of Freya and Muke.”

“Two hundred to one thousand.” Brando silently looked into the darkness of the north-this is the two hundred royal knight academy non-commissioned students, the legendary leading force of Eluin Zhongxing, this is the elite of the princess. It was not until the Second Black Rose War that the last drop of blood was shed, and the entire army was destroyed in the Crimson Canyon with the Valkyrie.

But in this era of Eruin, no army is their opponent.

He raised his head, and the wind and rain fell on him in the darkness.

“His Royal Highness, please order us to break through to the north and join my men.”

…

The brazier in the Haiyan fortress was burning, and the faces of everyone in the hurry around were flushed, but the warmth could not dissipate the chill in the hearts of everyone in the hall, and everyone in charge had a gloomy face.

The Marquis of Julian frowned and sat at the long table, which was a huge map of the port of Amperexel and the surrounding area. There are more and more indicators representing the enemy on the map. According to the latest round of intelligence, Naga has already attacked the Chamber of Commerce Street along Haiyan Avenue. If Haiyan Fortress can’t stop them…

Then the inner city is a smooth road ahead of them.

The Marquis-sama rubbed his frowning brows: “Go, go out and have a look.” After that, he stood upright, his clothes rustling. Before he could stop him from left to right, the commander of the Amperthel Port Guard had already pushed open the door with a sound of ——

There was a violent storm, lightning and thunder.

“grown ups.”

Julian was silent, he watched the rain, and there were already crowds in the nearby streets. The flag representing the Hong Kong Guard still appeared on several main streets near Haiyan Avenue, but several of them have become prominent parts on the fiercely engaged battlefield. Naga’s offensive is extremely fierce-this is not a looting at all, and It is an invasion.

Their enemy soon became clear, the Guards of Greyfin Naga.

The Guards of the Greyfin Naga are the standard Tier 2 troops in the game, not to mention the Port Guards of Ampersel, even the regular troops of Eruin are not their opponents.

The dazzling Poseidon’s scepter was like a sharp sword hanging in everyone’s hearts, making them not in the mood to speak at all.

A little further amidst the silence, it was the vague darkness—except for the sky-shaking fight and the proof that there were battles in those places, the entire harbor had almost become a life-swallowing behemoth.

There were heavy casualties–

“Zinopa Lee and his patrol cavalry are still insisting, but they won’t last long.” The Marquis looked back: “Let Eben and Inest bring their troops to support us.”

“My lord, but the chief priest ordered that the defense force of the South Gate must not be tuned.”

“Now I have the final say here,” the Marquis stood in the rain and interrupted him boldly. He turned his head and said word by word: “This is Amperisel, and the Frada Forest is in the south. Across the mountains of Anlek. Why should we put a lot of defensive forces at the South Gate? Has the Royal Party hit the door?”

“But your Royal Highness…”

“That has nothing to do with us,” the Marquis replied coldly, “Remember, we are soldiers of Ampersel. It is our duty to protect this port. If the priest has any questions, let him come to me. ”

The knights around him looked at each other for a while, then glanced at each other, saluted the veteran soldier who had guarded Ampersel for more than ten years, and finally left the hall one by one.

The Marquis sighed.

He put his hand on the cold battlement, and suddenly felt that this kingdom was just like this harbor, swaying in this dark storm.

He couldn’t help looking over the dark sea.

A bright glow rose from the surface of the sea–

Caglisi watched the light rise and turned back, and the White Lion Army was ready to go behind him, but there were only a hundred people, but there were tens of thousands of people. It is difficult for ordinary people to believe that this is an army from Tonigel, and less than half a year ago, they were just a group of young people in the country.

His heart was full of enthusiasm.

Kaglisi felt that he might have made one of the most important choices in his life. He didn’t know whether this choice was right or wrong, but at least he would not regret it.

“Miss Antitina.”

“I saw it too,” Anttina, who was standing in the wind and rain, turned her head, her eyes dark and faint: “The time is up, you are ready to go, please be sure to escort Lord Lord back safely.”

“I see.”

“Caglisi, remember, it is not the royal party that can save Eruin, not the princess, but the lord.” The lady of the staff replied quietly.

Kaglisi was startled slightly, “Miss Antitina, do you also think Lord Lord should not take this risk?”

“That’s unwise,” Antitina sighed, “But because of this, we think he can save this dark age. Even if he is clumsy, my father said-some people are born to be Bring light to others.”

“We follow him.”

“I just want to see a miracle.”

“That’s it.”

Caglisi was silent, but nodded seriously. He watched this aristocratic daughter, who had always been weak, turned and walked back into the house, as if carrying some decisive power on her body, and the same power was burning in his heart.

He looked back.

Countless pairs of bright eyes focused on him, and every young man carried the same mark on his body. They walked here from the ring of trade winds, and they had witnessed miracles with their own eyes-in the same endless darkness of wind and rain, a pillar of light ran through the world, making people unforgettable forever.

The one who brought light is now in this city.

In this dark storm.

He raised the command sword–

Antitina looked at these young people for the last time, and watched their white armor disappear into the rain one by one—perhaps it should be called the White Lion Legion now—they entrusted with the ideals of this era, from a certain glorious period. Come out of history, under his leadership.

What changes will it bring to this kingdom?

Or is it a splash in the long river of history?

Antitina pushed open the door silently, and saw Roman sitting in the house with a tight heart. She was worried that the eldest lady would use Princess Magdal as a toy, but now she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

“Roman?”

“Antitina.” Roman said solemnly.

“En?” Antitina was stunned slightly. In her impression, this eldest lady, who has always claimed to be a big businessman, never looked like this.

“Antitina, I’m sorry,” the merchant lady nodded, “but Roman is going to Brando’s soon.”

“What? Wait, you don’t allow—” Antitina was startled. The young people of the White Lions were about to set off, and their incompetent personnel must board the ship immediately and then go to the open sea to meet Brando. Confluence, Roman shouldn’t have any problems right now.

But before she finished speaking, she suddenly realized that she couldn’t move.

“Roman, you hate—!”

“Antitina, you have finished listening to Roman,” Roman stared at Antitina’s eyes, shocking the noble daughter. She had never seen the other person’s eyes: “Brando is in danger. This is a trap, only Roman can help him.”

“Antitina, so Roman is leaving soon.”

“Princess Magdal will ask Antitina, please take care of her.”

“This is the task assigned by Brando to Little Roman, and now Little Roman has passed it on to you.”

When the merchant lady finished saying this, she had already pushed the door. Antitina only heard her last words: “Sister White, let’s go… Please hurry up, Princess Magdal told me that time is running out…”

Her face was pale.

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