The small room was filled with a dignified atmosphere. There was only a round table in the darkness, and a crystal emitted dim fluorescence, reflecting several pale faces. A silver magic circle that was constantly changing its shape shone on the ceiling.
Objects like mercury seeped out from the magic circle and squirmed to fill every corner of the room's walls - this was underground dozens of meters deep, and the air was so turbid that it almost stopped flowing.
Brando raised his head and glanced at everyone present - the dwarf king Carlifen, the grand leader of the Farnzan Knights, Solomon, Antitina, Istovel, Aruta, Prince Nel,
Archdruid and Archtheon Vara.
After confirming that everyone else was ready, he carefully took out five gray-brown stone flakes and placed them on the table in front of everyone.
At this moment, the mercury on the ceiling squirmed, as if cutting off some kind of information in the space; but it may also be because the Twilight Dragon no longer cares about this small beacon.
The terrifying coercion that Lando had personally experienced did not appear again underground.
Everyone subconsciously raised their heads and looked at the ceiling. It was like an illusion, but it was enough to make people feel uneasy.
"Go on," Eastover said.
Brando nodded, but he could see things clearly in the dark, and carefully placed the five stone pieces together on the table with both hands. And when these ordinary stone pieces were placed for the first time
When they were put together, a magical scene happened.
A group of rapidly spreading fluorescence appeared in the darkness.
The combined stone pieces were suspended, forming a sand table. The sand table was engraved with the directions of mountains, rivers, and green forests. It was a strange land, but it felt familiar. Haru
Ze took a gentle breath at the edge of the table, his silver eyes reflected the light in the darkness, and he exclaimed in a low voice: "Eruin!"
"To be precise, it was Eruin of a certain era." Brando pointed in the direction of Jean Denel and said: "This is still a lake, and Valentin is still a bay. This was at least before the formation of the Dead Frost Forest.
of Eruin.”
“Look at the Ring of Trade Winds!”
"Is it Valhalla?" Aruta asked.
"No, that's the World Tree." Brando suddenly remembered the towering tree he had seen in the Ring of Trade Winds.
The Grand Master of the Farnzan Knights asked: "What on earth is this?"
"This is a beacon," Solomon replied: "This is the thing that Miss Antitina's father has been looking for all his life. Over the centuries, countless unknown heroes have sacrificed their lives for it. Fortunately, what they have done is
Everything brought this beacon back into our hands."
"it is……?"
"The map to the Throne of Ending."
There were whispers and discussions. The dwarf king Kalifen picked up his war hammer several times and then put it down again, seeming a little excited - after all, it was the only hope in the world.
In the darkness, Antitina stood silently aside, with the fluorescence reflected in the depths of her eyes. Her hands were a little pale, and she was tightly twisting the corners of her clothes. Brando glanced at her and asked: "Is everything okay?
?"
The staff lady shook her head.
"Don't force yourself, Antitina."
"I'm fine, Lord Lord, thank you for your concern."
The others recognized the descendant of the hero, stood up and saluted her. Antitina said nothing, but a heavy light flashed in her eyes, because this was what her father had done, abandoning his wife and children.
, and even lost her own life, but at this moment she felt vaguely proud of that man.
The glowing light rose from the sand table, and finally formed seven light pillars, which were suspended in the sky above Eruin. Brando stared at those light pillars, and suddenly recalled something. They were elk in the forest, exuding the holy light.
With white brilliance, it held its head proudly, standing under the moon and watching them and the refugees.
"That's Bucks Downs."
Freya's eyes also flashed brightly. She raised her head and said excitedly: "Brando, I remember we went to that place!"
Brando nodded.
Sleep of Golden Flame, Fairy Country, Legacy of the Saint——
…
Wow, wow, there were scattered footsteps in the mist. Several figures separated from the mist. Judging from their attire, these people should be highland knights from Karasu, but the highland knights have been reorganized into the Kingdom of New South.
As part of the legion, they rarely leave their base without orders, so how could they come to Butchi, which is hundreds of miles away?
"Here!" Suddenly someone shouted.
The knights gathered over and looked up in awe at the two giant statues standing in the mist - the giant statue holding a spear towered on the top of the cliff, looking straight ahead, no different from when Brando first saw them five years ago.
Changes, as if time cannot leave any carvings on these boulders. They stared silently, as if their eyes had already penetrated the long river of history, and at a certain node in the past, they saw the coming of this moment.
Seventeen knights entered the canyon in groups.
The fog in the canyon has dissipated a lot, and the solitary golden apple tree on the hill is still standing among the rocks. When they saw the tree, the knights were all excited - it was the most magnificent tree in the past five years.
The legacy of the Saint of Deer Hills is reappeared for the first time, and it is exactly the same as the description of His Majesty the King of Fire.
They compared the lone tree on the hill and moved along the direction described on the map. Not long after, they saw two intertwined giant rocks. Seeing this, the knights all showed clear eyes and dwarfed in turn.
They crawled under the huge rock. They came to the other side of the huge rock - a person's height on the mountain wall, leaving a hole the size of a thumb - five years of time did not leave any mark on the hole, not even a scratch.
The traces are still as bright as new, as if everything still stayed at the moment when Aloz shot the arrow with his own hands.
However, as time goes by, the four people who have been here have long since changed. A young man who was ignorant and wanted to change the kingdom, a country girl from the countryside of Butchi, a golden dragon princess who was unruly and willful and unwilling to take responsibility,
A taciturn silver dragon girl who seemed to be indifferent to the world. The fairy fruit hanging on the branches, the legendary pure gold apple, seemed to have truly changed everyone's destiny through the hands of several people.
It's just that those historical secrets are now hidden under the vast fog.
The knights walked forward without even looking at the arrow mark. Not long after, someone in front of them let out a cheer. The knight in front stopped and moved away the scattered gravel, revealing a square iron box underneath -
They opened the box and saw the stone slab sleeping inside.
The leading knight only glanced at the stone slab, immediately closed the box again, turned around and said to everyone: "The thing has been found, go and inform His Majesty the King of Fire immediately."
The message from the Stag Hills passed through the mountains and dense forests, passed through one node after another, along the mountains of Chablis, over the Grahal Mountains, turned into a magical symbol, and finally floated into the fir trees in the south of the Mintai Plain.
Castle, through a window, drilled into a crimson prismatic crystal placed on a metal platform.
The crystal became brighter, and after a moment, a slender hand picked it up.
Nimesis quietly looked at the mysterious symbols of different colors in the crystal column. A voice came from behind her: "Nimesis, where is the message?" The female knight put down the crystal and turned around to look.
The face that was almost exactly the same as mine beside the desk in the distance felt a little tender in my heart.
"The legacy of the saint has reappeared in Bucks Hills," she replied in an old-fashioned voice: "The Highland knights have found that thing. This is a summons to inform Mr. Brando...sister."
"This is His Majesty the King of Fire."
Nymesis curled her lips.
Her heart was full of complex feelings for the man who had given her a true new life. He kept his promise and allowed her to finally be free - real freedom, and no longer a substitute for another person. In her deepest dream
The nightmare she was living in finally ended at this moment. Occasionally when she woke up from the dream in the middle of the night, she would even shed tears.
But those were not tears of sadness, but tears of disbelief and joy.
But for some reason, the female knight lady was always reluctant to show her weak side first - especially in front of her other side, Bai Jia. She put away her emotions and looked at her nominal 'sister'.
Bai Jia smiled slightly, knowing exactly what the little girl was thinking.
She shook her head, and there was a blood-colored pattern under her fair cheeks that extended to her neck, reflecting the warm afternoon sun, adding a bit of mystery. The power of the dragon's blood pool was inevitable when shaping this body.
The earth left a mark of magic and life. These tattoos all over her body not only strengthened her power, but also made her a more powerful magician than that of the past era.
A true string magician with dragon blood, and not long ago, Aloz had formally invited her to join the dragon clan.
"Do you want to inform Ampelsel?" Nymesis asked.
"Inform Ampelsel," Bai Jia nodded and put down the document in his hand: "The excavation there should also be coming to an end."
A bottomless pit lies outside the south gate of Ampelser.
There was a clanking sound under the pit, and countless scaffolding surrounded the entire excavation site, and the outlines of the temples were clearly visible under the rock formations. Teams of workers were transporting the excavated soil through the sloping walkways.
On the ground, it has already piled up into a mountain after half a year. Lesmeka stood behind Haruze, looking at this place with a complicated expression. For her, this port has its own special significance, because this is where she gained a new life.
place.
She silently glanced at His Majesty the young King of Eruin, her eyes full of tenderness, and beside her, Kaya silently held the hand of her best friend.
Suddenly there was a cheer from under the pit.
A holy sword exuding sparkling green light was rising from the bottom of the pit. Brando stood in the mud, looking up at the holy sword in the sky. When the holy sword rose to the top, the sword holder on which it was placed suddenly left and right.
It cracked open, revealing a simple stone slab in the middle.
Qian silently held the stone slab in both hands and came to his side.
"Thank you, Akane."
The mountain girl smiled slightly.
Brando took the slate and gently touched the strange words on the slate with his hand, but felt slightly absent-minded in his heart. This is the third piece. Since he figured out the secrets contained in those five slates,
In the past two years, people have excavated three stone slabs in Yanbao, Tradewind Ring and Ampelsel - these stone slabs are no stranger to him.
A long time ago, people discovered that there was such a type of stone slab in the Saint's Legacy in Eruin. When people took these stone slabs out of the Saint's Legacy, they would automatically be removed from their owner's backpack.
It disappears. No matter which method people use, whether they put it in a carrying ring, in a dimensional hole, or in a floating celestial sphere, it will eventually leave and return to its original place.
For this reason, people call these stone tablets an idealized part of the Saint's Legacy, thinking that they are like the embodiment of a rule. It is precisely because of this stone slab that led to the emergence of the Saint's Legacy.
.
But this explanation cannot explain why such stone slabs only appear in Eruin.
But now, Brando finally solved the mystery.
They are not an idealized part of the Saint's legacy, but the cornerstone of the entire Warnd, an idealized part of this world. Their positions are not only fixed in the material world, but are fixed in the laws of the entire tiamat.
Therefore, no matter what means are used in this world, it is absolutely impossible to carry these tablets. Because all the power of mortals comes from the law of tiamat, and you cannot use the law to fight the law itself.
Except for the seven holy swords.
The seven holy swords are the keys to the cornerstone of the world.
And when Brando put these stone slabs together, he finally understood what they really were. The stone slabs could communicate with each other in different spaces and times, and complex lines of laws shuttled through the spaces they contained.
Twisted, forming a network of laws that is not inferior to Warnd itself. If the seven holy swords are just the base of the crown, then the sphere formed by the fit of these seven stone slabs is a truly dazzling crown.
And this crown represents a door.
Brando knew why it was a door, because he had seen similar things more than once in a long memory.
Before the opening of the Mountain of Calm Storm.
Before the huge underground palace of Breath of Earth opens.
Before the Ring of the World opens.
Before Throne of Wolf opens.
That is the accuracy of years, the end of time, a copy of the world.
But the key that unlocks the laws of those world events is so simple that it is not worth mentioning compared with the thing in his hand, just like a ridiculously inferior product. And only this key is so precious that it seems to be the whole world.
When he held it in his hand, he could feel its uniqueness.
He suddenly understood where the final throne was. It turned out that he had been there a long time ago. At that time, the terrifying pressure coming from the quicksand-like copy of the Golden Gate made him hesitate. But now he is sure
, there should be a larger space behind that door. As Martha said, there is an extremely huge secret buried underground in Eruin.
Otherwise, it cannot explain why the seven cornerstones of the tiamat law are buried in this small place.
Two years is a long time——
From the Year of the Holy White Gryphon to the Year of Spring Dawn, mortals tried their best to create every possible miracle on the battlefield. The coalition forces of the four major temples defeated the Crystal Cluster army in the place where the Cruz people once failed, and recovered in one fell swoop.
In the south, the armies of dwarves, Eruin, Naga and lions have also penetrated deep into the Holy White Plains. With the help of the Hazel fleet, they began to attack Cloak Bay.
The restoration of the Cruz Empire is imminent, and the Hazel Plateau seems to be just around the corner. Although humans have occupied a large area of land north of Alkash, civilization and order have been established between the two fortresses of Valhalla and Babel, one in the south and one in the north.
A vast 'sanctuary' was established.
People call it the Holy Land to symbolize the hope for the future.
And it is conceivable that in the not-too-distant future, this land will become the last soil for mankind to fight against the dusk. It is like a brand-new blessed land created by mortals, nurturing the tomorrow of the entire continent. In each scene.
In battles large and small, many names disappeared. Duke Ludwig died in the Evergreen Corridor, and Faina's father, Grand Duke Mehotofen, died of illness in the Year of the White Gryphon just like in history.
At the end of the film, the Faenzan people also lost the grand leader of their Supreme Judgment Knights. Behind each of the famous names in history are more unknown heroes, but behind each hero, there are more stars.
rising.
Many stars of Madara began to shine just like in history, and the younger generation of the Cruz people also stepped onto the stage of history one by one. In the wars, Princess Magdal replaced her grandfather and became the hero of the Silver Bay region.
And the leader, the name of Freya Valkyrie has long been resounding in the Holy White Wilderness on the southern front. Correspondingly, the reputation of the Tonigel people and Valhalla, as well as the legend of the White Lion Legion.
But what made Brando smile knowingly was that rumors about Princess Fusha occasionally circulated on the battlefield. Many people wanted to know who this little princess from Eruin was. Compared to his students,
Feeling overwhelmed because of this.
Compared with these new generation heroes, he who has stayed in Eruin, his reputation since the Holy White Conference has gradually dissipated. People have even gradually forgotten the existence of such a King of Fire. Some people think that Brando
He created this sacred alliance, but he only made his due contribution to this step of the power of order.
Although many people who knew the truth were angry about this, and Solomon personally asked what he meant, Brando did not take it seriously.
"If the age of mortals is coming, will Warnd still need a savior?"
In response to this answer, Solomon looked at him silently.
He replied seriously: "But people will not forget heroes."
But Brando understands that forgetting is not an option for the future.
He picked up the slate and walked forward.
Akane held the Azure Spear and silently looked at the lord's back. She was not a person who liked to ask questions, but the lord became more and more silent, and the smile seemed to have disappeared from him at some point.
He is always frowning and thinking about something. He often stares at the horizon alone in a daze for half a day. Although he himself has not noticed anything unusual, everyone around him clearly feels this change.
She still remembers what Miss Freya said to her before leaving Eruin, but how can she interfere with the Lord's decision? No matter what Brando wants to do, she will only choose to follow him silently.
After the back view.
Qian tightened her grip on the spear and quickly chased after him.
When she approached her lord, Bran turned around to look at her. Qian was stunned when she saw the lord's eyes. There was a hint of regret in those light brown eyes.
It was a look she had never seen before.
"Lord, Lord Lord?"
"Akane, how are the Gray Wolf Mercenary Group?"
"Everyone is fine. Eruin has been relatively peaceful in the past two years. We are just looking for the Saint's relics and stone tablets all over the world, and we haven't encountered any trouble."
"That's good," Brando replied: "I hope everyone can have good hopes, especially you, Qian."
Qian stopped and looked at him steadily.
Tears suddenly burst into my eyes.
The girl said that sentence word for word:
"I will be happy when I am by your side."
The gentle breeze of the spring dawn is blowing through this port city. Five years have not been able to eliminate the shadow of the war.
But on this land that was once reduced to ruins, seedlings called life are taking root and sprouting in the soil. Homes are destroyed and rebuilt. In many places on the continent, such scenes are being staged. Many, many
Craftsmen, scholars and black magicians came out of various colleges and began to devote themselves to various fronts, supporting the ultimate battle of civilization from all aspects.
Although the clouds of the final battle in the north of Faenzan and the Sea of the Dead Moon are approaching step by step, everyone's heart is full of hope. Perhaps many lives will be lost in this war, but as long as civilization
The spire is still standing, and the remaining fire will eventually be passed down from generation to generation until the prairie fire starts again.
Brando stared at the distant and blue bay while taking a letter from the knight.
It seemed that for the first time in so many years, he could gaze at the beautiful scenery of Ampelssel with appreciation. What a beautiful world it was. Being able to come here and leave a mark was the greatest luck in his life. He
He loves this deeply, it contains all his ideals and beliefs, he has devoted everything for it, and he will never regret it.
The afternoon sun was warm and shining. Brando squinted his eyes. Perhaps this was the beauty in his heart.