The enemy we are facing may be the most ferocious and terrifying opponent in this era. Its existence is far from conquering, nor is it for domination and profit grabbing: the destruction brought by dusk is pure, and it will
Return the world of Warnd to chaos, just as its followers in the mortal world claim to be the final judgment and doomsday.
Silver Scholar, Judd J. Robin Riel
And this is the era of dusk. In the face of the heavy reality, everyone hesitates to move forward. This is the opponent that humans have faced together for six eras. However, even the gods have failed time and time again. The birth of
How can mortals like Black Iron raise their hands and feet in front of it?
Everyone looked solemn. Even Brando tightened his facial lines and silently pursed his lips into a straight line.
"The Dragon of Dusk has mastered the bloodline of the ancestors, and its goal is the ultimate secret of our world."
"Are we still in time?"
Jerac's lips were chapped, but his complexion looked a little calm.
"That's just right!" Fang Qi, on the other hand, seemed a little strangely excited. This genius of Gui Che's lineage seemed to be in his old ways at this moment, pacing back and forth feverishly: "I have long been tired of repeating the days day after day.
Well, to be honest, I am already tired of the trivial calculations between the family and Huang Huo."
Fang Qi waved his hand: "...and this is what I want. Regarding the mystery of the emerald and everything behind it, Miss Delphine, do you still remember what I said to you?"
There was obviously a ray of fire in his dark eyes as he looked at everyone, and then at Brando: "If we can't participate in it personally, it will be the biggest regret in our lives. Brando, I believe in you, take us
How about creating a miracle?”
Brando ignored the old-fashioned guy and only asked Gerak: "I want to hear your opinion."
Gerak also set his sights on Brando.
"Go forward, or die, but this is the only chance. We have some reasons why we have to do it. Above the blue sea of Anglia, we see the sunrise and bathe in the sunshine
Everything below, and the sunrise we see today. It may be our last glimpse, the sunset of the past is over, and the long night of Warnd is approaching."
"But the endless darkness is not the long night. The long night is the waiting before the day comes." Brando replied.
"Maybe, but that's up to you and me."
Gerak coughed violently. He clenched his hands into fists and pressed them on his chest.
"Mr. Gerak, is that secret right here?"
"Yes, it is exactly the target of Arkanto, Frofa and 'our'"
"So, what exactly is the Seat of Ending?"
Gerak shook his head weakly.
"No one knows what it is, Mr. Brando, I don't know, Akentu doesn't know, and neither does the Dusk Dragon."
"It may be just a law. It may be a kind of authority, or it may be just a name. Maybe only Martha knows what it is... Master, no, the Dragon of Dusk spent countless time to get here, that
The secret is placed under the ruins of the past order, in the flow of ancient time..."
Brando was silent for a moment: "How strong is Akentu now?"
Jerac looked at him with burnt yellow eyes. There was no anxiety in his eyes, but only a steely coldness.
Brando raised his head. He already understood in his heart, and he looked at the dark corridor ahead.
It lies across here, immersed in the silent darkness, as if it has been here for thousands or thousands of years. It is just a moment. It will lead to an unknown and unpredictable road ahead, and the time after that may be long, maybe
Short-lived, but an eternal secret that no one knows.
At this moment, Brando suddenly recalled such a scene.
The Holy White Wilderness. The King of Fire said this in his oath to humans, elves, dwarves, silver people and dragons. His voice echoed in the wilderness, like an eternal ghost, and it still remains to this day.
Staying in the hearts of future generations:
We will take this step, and after this step, we will be on the path to seek truth. It may lead to victory or death. We have no way of knowing, but we can make a choice.
Forward or backward?
Brando subconsciously looked at the holy sword Odysseus in his hand. The dark blade actually shone faintly under the dim light. Every golden and red texture on the blade seemed to be
flowing.
Tell him the answer in one common voice.
Everyone's eyes were focused on Brando at this moment. They saw the young earl from Eruin lower his head, and then raise his head again.
He looked at the dragon sitting against the wall: "Do you want it?"
Gerak shook his head. "Mr. Brando," it asked weakly, "I have only one last question. Can you tell me how big a chance you think there is?"
"I don't know," Brando replied, "but I think there's still a chance."
"still have a chance……"
Gerak smiled weakly: "Then leave me here. If I can still have a sweet dream in the darkness, maybe I can still see Mythril."
"Jelak..." The little female dragon clenched her paws.
"No, Aloz, move forward, don't waste time."
The little female dragon wanted to say something more, but Brando held the back of her hand and pulled her forward, passing by Jerac. In the darkness, he felt Aloz struggle instinctively, but he quickly reversed it.
Palm, clasp his hand tightly.
The others also passed by Jerac silently. Brando turned around and saw Huang Huo putting his sword on his chest and saluted him.
It was like a poem blooming in the darkness, as quiet as a trickling stream.
…
Akentu looked at this giant door that shone with metal light. The scene of Martha's creation was engraved on the door. A little light slowly rose from her hand. Each beam of light was depicted by countless stretched lines, passing through the clouds and the sky.
The sea of fire spreads throughout the entire world and is boundless.
"Mysterious," Akentu said with a look of contempt on his face, "What is this place?"
"This is the kingdom of Martha," Gaia replied calmly: "Before falling into eternal sleep, Martha placed the supreme authority of tiamat here. Entering here requires extremely high authority. After the age of Azure, it has been
No one of the gods can be allowed to enter this place."
Arkentu hesitated for a moment when he heard the name. But the enthusiasm made him put aside his worries. He waved his paw and roared: "Open it!"
Martha has long since left this world, and the gods have fallen into a permanent sleep because tiamat's network has exhausted their magic power. At this moment, this place is just an abandoned wasteland.
The ball of light flickered.
Arkentu immediately felt a vibration in the entire space.
It looked around with some vigilance, suspecting that the Earth Goddess was up to something, but nothing unusual seemed to have happened. Suddenly, a trickle of light flowed from Martha's fingertips on the giant door in front of it.
Bright light spreads in all directions along the lines of the relief.
As if in an instant, the entire door shone brightly and became extremely dazzling.
"What is this!?" it asked sharply.
But as soon as he finished speaking, the dazzling light had dissipated. Akentu found that the giant door in front of him had disappeared, and a vast and mysterious universe appeared behind it.
An ancient galaxy stretches in front of it, and among hundreds of billions of bright lights, among countless burning stars, there is a gem quietly placed.
It was an organic gem, to be precise, an 'amber'.
It is large in size, about several stories high. The starlight refracted on its surface emits a soft bright yellow light. In the center of its irregular geometric shape, there is a dazzling shadow.
Akentu recognized it at a glance, it was exactly the shape of Warend continent.
It was placed in the center of the world, wrapped in circles of silver protective facilities. The light flowing in the 'amber' was like a dazzling halo. However, the light of the stars passed through this halo,
It feels like it is immersed in a river of time.
At that moment, even the demon king couldn't help but be stunned.
"It's actually here," Akantu's burnt yellow vertical pupils showed a trace of surprise: "The fire you carefully preserved from the past world is the only treasure of this world, the Throne of the End."
It subconsciously took a step towards the 'amber', but a figure had already passed by it. It was Frofa, who at this moment turned into a sharp arrow and shot towards the 'amber'.
She stretched out her hand as hard as she could, and her fingertips almost touched the bright surface of amber. However, the Lord of Purgatory snorted coldly at this moment.
At that moment, Frofa screamed and fell from the air as if struck by lightning. As soon as the girl landed, she hugged herself in pain. The capillaries under the skin on her arms seemed to come alive.
It was rolling between the muscles, big beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, and his face was as pale as paper.
"I don't know whether to live or die." Akentu looked at her coldly and said sarcastically.
"Arkentu..." Frofa's two slender and beautiful eyebrows were almost entangled with each other. She gritted her teeth and stared at the Lord of Purgatory with blazing eyes: "You know the consequences of betraying the master.
!”
Akantu choked.
It turned back and glanced at the 'amber' in a daze. The lofty throne was so charming and heart-wrenching. It was the supreme authority of the tiamat code, and it was also the only shortcut to the power of existence.
.
No wonder Isis is so obsessed with this that he even betrays his master.
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