The Amber Sword - v6 Chapter 503

As the lady slowly opened her eyes, she found that she was standing in a strange place.

“This is … somewhere, am I … dead?”

She raised her hand with a little hesitation, slowly reached her cheek, and pressed it, as if to confirm whether she was a ghost.

In the distance is the endless basalt surface, densely packed with square mountains.

The green lightning shuttled through the clouds, and the strong wind blew her long hair, which forced her to always pull the hair in front of her back with her hands. She raised her head, lifted her tattered skirt, barefooted, and lifted her feet-hesitated for a moment, but still moved forward firmly.

Dust and mud, rising in the wind, rolled over the girl’s skirt.

Amidst the sky and sand, there was only a lonely figure, hobbled forward step by step.

The endless plain–

Fragments of the holy sword, one by one, flew from the ground, like the dust in the wind, in the study room that was forced into the air, and surrounded by Miss Staff.

Brando held the holy sword Odysseus and was staring coldly at Sadr the Witch. Beside him, Freya clenched her fists with both hands and lost her fist. She gritted her teeth and glared at the wizard of this silver citizen with red eyes-they should be guardians of order, civilization The carrier of the fire.

“You, who are you?” Sadr Witch looked at the two uninvited guests in shock and anger.

What about the guards? What about the other Sassadel wizards inside the castle?

He reached out and leaned on the side of the gray crystal staff, which had not been used before, flew into the air and landed in his hand.

The breath on the young man in front of him made him scalp.

Could it be possible that he actually met a young dragon clan king?

He drew five fingers and didn’t dare to hold the slightest. The grey crystal staff in his hand pointed at two people: “Singularity of the universe, imprisonment!” This eleven-ring spell is the supreme achievement of the magic space law of the law. A singularity universe with trillions of galaxies slowly unfolds on all four sides of the space. The wind in the house suddenly rises, and books and debris rush to the quadrangular void, followed by tables and chairs, cabinets and bookshelves. In the end, even the ceiling of the room collapsed, and the bricks and tiles broke free from the shackles of the walls and converged into a torrent.

But Brando was just a punch.

Even Odysseus, the Jinyan holy sword, was useless. He only handed the sword from his right hand to his left hand, then raised his fist, and introduced it into this singularity universe. He swept the cloth and shattered it. Straight through the void, in the horrified look of Sadr the witch, he punched him **** the lower abdomen.

The look fixed on his face was simply four words.

This is impossible–!

So one of the twelve wizard leaders of the Bugat, the King of Witches of Sasard, had no time to make a painful whimper. The whole man flew out as if folded in half, and smashed into the back wall. Among them, the masonry shattered to the ground.

Without saying a word, Brando stepped forward into the diffused smoke, reached out under the gravel, and raised the gray-faced Sadr witch from the rubble with a sound.

He asked word by word:

“Do you still think mortals are weak now?”

The swollen-faced Sadr Witch screamed, “Holy … the power of the sage, you … you are the Lord of the Silver Dragon, Lord …”

“wrong answer.”

Brando lifted the wizard leader up high, and then threw it vigorously to the ground, making a loud noise. The poor King of the Witches had flew out like a ball, blocking all obstacles along the way All crashed into pieces. Thanks to his being a silver citizen and being close to the existence of the sage, he didn’t hit the bones and broken his bones. This is the case, and several bones were broken.

Seeing this scene, even Freya could not help but let go, she had never seen Brando like this.

Furious, indifferent, and unforgiving.

But she didn’t feel scared at all, she just felt calm and warm.

Because the anger in the heart comes from the promise, that is the true pride of a man and his lord.

Never trample on-

The Sadr witch vomited a large amount of blood before rising from the ground, but he did not give up the resistance, grabbed his hand again, grabbed his gray crystal staff ten feet apart.

He understood that this time he encountered a strong enemy, and the opponent’s strength level was faintly higher than himself. He didn’t think about who the opponent was, not the Lord of the Silver Dragon, but others. Still have such power? Of course, even in the most absurd assumptions, the Sadr Witch had never imagined that the other party was the knight of Her Royal Highness Princess, who was praised by the population of Eruin, and made Count Denel, the Lord of Tonigers.

Without him, just a mortal.

But mortal is destined to give him an unforgettable memory forever.

First Antitina.

It will be her Lord Lord now.

Sadr sank, after all, he had fought hundreds of times and even faced the man who made him tremble—the man known as Odin, the dragon of darkness. He erected the Staff of Grey Crystals, and read in large sections the taboo words recorded on the oldest documents, wind and lightning, flames and ice, all forming behind him.

He stretched out his thin fingers and hissed and screamed exhaustedly: “Give me death, elemental disaster!”

This is a spell invented by a dragon named Calamity.

Blue plague, elemental dragon.

The fourteenth ring is the limit that all living beings under the people of God can reach.

Curse.

As the King of the Witches moved, the ground shook within a few miles of the castle. Earth elements are being evacuated. On the avenue from Winomare to Silman, the ground is cracked, earth and rocks are turned up, and the living creatures in the soil have fled from their nests, thousands of them on the avenue. The businessmen had to stop and watch the spectacle.

A few miles away, the clouds in the sky converged into a vortex, and the elements of wind and fire were evacuated from the altitude of several kilometers, converging into a cyan beam of light and rushing to the light castle below the vortex.

On the surface of Lake Wallenden, the waves rolled backwards, beginning to ebb as before the tsunami, and exposed the bottom of the lake for thousands of miles of strange rocks.

Water is being pumped out of the physical world.

The rays of the four natural elements converge into a strip of light that slowly blends into the gray crystals of the staff of Sadr’s witch. Each of these strips of light has a length of several miles, and from a distance, it looks like intertwined colors. Colorful clouds. And in the light of this colorful cloud, Sadr’s expression looked distorted and haggard–

Brando also took a step back, blocking his hands in front of Freya.

In any case, the other party is also one of the twelve wizard leaders of the Bugatians. Although not one of the strongest, it should not be underestimated.

This fourteen-ring spell is the best annotation of the opponent’s strength.

“Brando?” Freya hid behind him, asking a little worriedly.

But seeing Brando just shake his head slightly.

Her heart settled.

Sadr Witch has finished the last spell.

He held up the Staff of Grey Crystal. This was the second time in thousands of years that he had cast this spell. He once saw this so-called world’s most magnificent spell, hundreds of miles of ice crystal storms, lightning and thunder, burned away all fire and wind, and turned the entire Nesder Marsh into ashes.

The frenzied colors are reflected deep in his eyes. The era of the restraint of the Sasardes is over. The people of silver will re-dominate the order of this land-because only those who possess such power deserve to be called. It is worthy of being the real owner of Vaund.

But he did not finally see the flame that ignited the deepest part of his soul.

Because the flames went out.

The wind stopped.

The water of the elements dried up.

The restless land also calmed down.

The frantic expression was frozen in Sadr’s face.

Brando froze, too. What’s going on? He clearly felt that the magic in space was rapidly disappearing, and the four natural elements relying on it also lost the room for dependence.

“Brando,” Freya suddenly shoved Brando’s back and shouted, “look at Antitina!”

He turned back suddenly.

The broken Lion Heart Sword was broken into a total of 27 pieces.

At this moment, they were surrounded by Antitina, and as each piece orbited a circle, a faint silver rune appeared. Every time a silver rune shines, a basic rule is drawn from this space-magic, element, destruction, restraint …

“They … they are dismantling the Sadr Witch’s curse …” Freya was almost unbelievable. “But … how can Lionheart Sword do this?”

Brando frowned and shook his head.

He suddenly realized something, glanced at the sad Sadr witch kneeling on the ground with a pitiful glance, and then looked up at the sky again.

There, the curly swirling clouds had long since disappeared, leaving only a clear sky.

Brando whispered, “Freya, that’s not the power of the Lionheart Sword.”

“Not a Lionheart Sword?”

He nodded.

The girl Valkyrie from Butch looked at him puzzledly.

Brando also reached out his hand silently, holding her cold hands, Freya slightly froze, but did not pull her hands away. There was a strange feeling in her heart, as if she could feel the tenderness in this man’s heart at this moment.

It was a speechless feeling. It was silent, firm, and ubiquitous. It was the mother’s care for the child. After thousands of years, even if she had left the world, she still firmly guarded it. here.

compare to.

The despicableness of the Sazard is hardly mentioned.

“That’s, Martha …”

Above the sky.

The slender silver thread is being pulled out of this material world along the trace of this world.

The magic rotates the network that was pulled out of tiamat, first deprived from the spell, and then the elements follow the contract between the four kings of the elements and their mothers, and flee and escape, becoming the most basic particles between the universe.

Finally, it is material. The basic framework for building the world is falling apart. Masonry, wooden beams, scattered pages and tables and chairs, like sand, are gone with the wind.

In an instant, the castle turned into a pile of silver-gray gravel.

At this moment, countless Sazards were shocked to find that they had forever lost their ability to perform magic.

A few miles away on Silman Avenue, businessmen are enthusiastically discussing the sudden earthquake just now; although some people are still worried, after the vision in the sky disappears, most people have returned to their own Above the post.

There was only one ragged, middle-aged man still looking frowning, staring silently at the water not far away.

The water surface was shaking slightly.

“Is there an aftershock?” He muttered.

But the vibrations have become more apparent.

Some stones came to the street with strange dances. People in the shops on both sides screamed and ran out again. But this time, people were methodical and covered their heads to avoid being caught in a panic. Injured by things.

People stood on the street, waiting for the aftershocks to pass again.

But the ground jumped.

Most of them were knocked to the ground in an instant.

The middle-aged man turned around and supported the nearby trees with one hand. He turned his head and saw several Savile Silver Lily members in grey robes with a dull look.

“Strong magic reaction …”

“this is?”

“Artifact reaction?”

“I’m afraid … I’m afraid more than …”

A heartbreaking scream rang out from the crowd: “Look, Martha is up, look over there!”

People looked in the direction they were pointing.

Then everyone just felt that their hair was standing up.

In the distant sky–

A column of pure white light.

From the bottom to the sky …

And above the clouds, there was a huge hand of light that gently caught the beam of light.

Everyone opened their mouths for a long time.

Several Lily church members kept crosses on their chests.

Their hands are a little bit stingy …

“Ma, Lord Martha …”

That was another reunion between the mother and her children after 12 thousand years.

Many people are crying at this moment.

…

Wind and sand form pillars.

Miss Staff again stumbled on the hard rock.

The palms and knees were frayed with a layer of skin and blood was dripping. But without saying a word, she rose silently with her gritted teeth, trying to get up again by grasping the nearby sharp rocks.

But a hand appeared in front of her.

Antitina lifted her head in surprise.

In the front, a woman stood in the soft white light, she couldn’t even see each other’s face, but strangely, she felt subconsciously warm and peaceful in her heart.

“The pursuit of ideals and beliefs is a long and arduous process,” said the woman, reaching out to her with a smile, and saying, “It is not a foreign object that can truly lead to the final throne. “

“you are……?”

“Not going to move on, brave boy?”

Antitina gritted her teeth, nodded, and grabbed the woman’s hand.

She stood up.

Looking back, on the endless basalt plain, I don’t know when the wind and sand dispersed.

From a distance, you can see many people on the gray plain. Like her, they are trekking in one direction.

Antitina opened her mouth slightly.

“Here, is the kingdom of the dead?”

The woman smiled slightly: “For the seeker of truth, what’s the difference between life and death?”

The girl looked at her puzzledly.

“I knew your father, Antitina.”

Looking at the girl’s eyes widening in surprise, the woman said softly to her:

“I know everyone who is looking for hope.”

“And your father’s kiss is probably the one you are most proud of.”

“You may not understand what kind of hope Mr. Borg-Neson has left for you …”

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