Act 82: It's passed down, please look forward to it)
Act 82: Inheritance (sixth update, so stay tuned)
And it was precisely because he knew all this that the old dwarf traveled thousands of miles to come here. But maybe it was not just for the treasure. Even Odum himself couldn't tell clearly. There was a voice in the blood in his body telling him such a thing.
dream.
That is to return the heritage of the rune dwarves to the land of Warnd.
Just like he knew, the legend about revival among the rune dwarves.
He looked at the sword in Brando's hand and hesitated for a moment. The voice in his heart told him that he should believe this legend, but how could he believe it? The legend said that all rune dwarves must worship the earth.
The man with the sword becomes the king and follows him to rebuild the empire of the rune dwarves.
But asking this old dwarf to bow his head to a stranger is really too difficult for him.
"Legend?" Brando asked as expected.
Oldham gritted his teeth and decided to stick to his cleverness and at least take it one step at a time. The old dwarf coughed and replied: "I can't say more about this, but I seem to have heard your previous conversation. What do you think?"
Want to leave here?"
"What do you mean?" Brando's attention was indeed attracted.
"It's nothing, sir." The old dwarf chose an honorific that was easier for him to accept. He thought that if he rashly called the other person a king, not only would he not be able to accept it, but he would probably also shock everyone present: "I just
I want to say that it actually doesn’t have to be that troublesome——”
He paused and pointed carefully at the sword in Brando's hand: "If you can lend me that sword for a little while, maybe I can help you get out of here easily."
"oh?"
Brando had never heard of this statement before. He and Medisa looked at each other and saw the doubt in the other's eyes. Not only them, but also the old swordsman beside him asked: "
Odum, what are you doing? I'm telling you, this guy is much better than me. If you try any tricks in front of him, be careful to get yourself involved."
The old dwarf was stunned, and immediately said with a stern look: "Everything I said is true, damn it -" However, he thought for a moment and wisely avoided a conflict with Kulan. The strength of the other party lies here.
Although the dwarf is stubborn, he thinks he is not a reckless person: "This sanctuary was built by us rune dwarves to store the sword. Since the Lord has obtained the sword, leaving here should not be a problem!"
"Is there such a statement?" Brando asked. He didn't know that the Tianming Arena had such a setting.
"Of course, but you can't, sir. You know that the legacy of silver is actually left to the descendants of this bloodline. Although you are also descendants of the people of order, you are a foreign race after all." The old dwarf's attitude towards Brando was obviously dissatisfied.
Same, he replied seriously: "But I am different. I have the blood of the rune dwarf flowing in my body. With that sword, I might be able to open this space -"
Brando turned back to look at Kuran, but the old guard captain seemed a little hesitant. Although he had dealt with Oldham, what he knew most about him was just this guy's stubbornness.
The old man himself couldn't tell whether he knew what kind of person the other party was.
But the young man has made a decision. This sword is his trophy at least in this space. There is the power of law to protect this in the game. He believes that it is the same here. He thinks that even if he gives this sword to this
The old dwarf doesn't have any tricks up his sleeve.
What's more, the old dwarf's words made his heart move slightly. What the other party said was not unreasonable. He had never heard similar rumors in the game in the past. That was because there were no silver or gold bloodlines among the players, so naturally they would not be in the game.
A similar plot is triggered in the Sanctuary.
So Brando just pondered for a moment and threw the sword away.
"Try it." He said.
It would be best if everyone could not be left here. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but glance at Ke Wen on the side and thought, could this be a turning point in history?
"What's the matter, sir?" Ke Wen noticed his gaze and asked.
"It looks like you are lucky." Brando said to him.
"Are you so sure he can do it?"
The young man saw the dwarf take the sword and walk step by step to the center of the arena. He turned back and looked at Brando with some confusion and asked.
"No," Brando shook his head: "I just believe in history."
"History?" Ke Wen asked in disbelief.
But Brando did not answer him. Instead, he raised his hand and rolled up a sword wind to wrap the destiny card on the ground and fly towards him. He reached out and grabbed the 'Fire Claw Lord' card and said in his heart
Said himself:
"System prompts: Rewards are available."
Then he himself smiled slightly.
"Lord?" Medissa noticed Brando's expression and was a little puzzled. In her mind, Brando shouldn't be someone who would beam with joy for such a small convenience.
Brando also didn't answer her, he just raised his head and looked at the center of the sand in the arena.
At the same moment, the old dwarf was already there raising the Sword of the Earth with both hands - the voice in the sky echoed again:
"Mortal, do you want to accept the challenge?"
"Of course!" Oldham's words shocked everyone.
But this time the challenge did not come as expected. After a moment of silence, the voice in the sky asked: "I seem to feel a familiar breath from you. Are you our descendant?"
"Yes, ancestors and souls of the mountains," the old dwarf replied with his head raised: "Like you, I am a people of mountains and rocks, a child of metal and fire. For thousands of years, we have gone through hardships in the wilderness.
, but in the end, I overcame many difficulties and came here, just to let my soul enjoy a moment of peace-"
"Because this is our origin, my hometown."
The arena was silent for a moment, but then the voice roared:
"Peace? No, the time has not come yet!" The voice rolled like thunder, as if it was angry, causing everyone to stagger: "Our descendants in the wilderness, you have to continue to trek until that moment comes, can your souls be restored?"
Return to the temple!"
"The time has come, the souls of the ancestors and the mountains."
"Yeah?"
Suddenly a sound came from the space, and the whole space buzzed.
Then the old dwarf hesitated for a moment. He looked back at Brando, a little unbelievable, but still raised the Sword of the Earth in his hand.
"dazz motes hremm!" replied the dwarf.
It was a strange language that Brando didn't recognize, but Medissa recognized it. She frowned and explained to her Lord: "The Mantra of Order seems to be a section of the Holy Covenant."
Brando naturally knows what the so-called sacred covenant is. It is a covenant signed with Lord Martha when all intelligent creatures on the earth fought against the Dragon of Dusk before the dark ages. Part of this covenant itself established the order.
The laws and legends come from the era before this era, that is, the era before the people of the gods.
It’s the period of what Brando calls ‘meaningless context’.
After the Holy Covenant, the evil forces on the earth also signed a Holy Covenant when they fought against the Dragon of Darkness, but the agreement written in ancient language was far from the original.
The Holy Covenant itself is an artifact that symbolizes law.
But after Odum said those words, the whole space immediately shook, and everyone felt that the surrounding space was loosened - this meant that the old dwarf did not lie to them, and his method worked!
But at this time, Brando suddenly seemed to be hallucinating amid the roar of space——
He saw some strange images appearing in front of him.
A black moon and a tall tower standing quietly in the middle of a pitch-black lake seemed to be a metaphor for something...
Then the scene changed and turned into a group of invisible men in black walking on the endless wasteland...
Then he saw a row of black text——
xvi:the towww.piaotian.comt——
The light is lost.
The text continues to appear:
xvii:the star——
The Silver Generation was lost on the earth, marching forward in darkness and ignorance (seeking).
Then all the visions disappeared, Brando shook his head and woke up, and saw Medisha looking at him with concern. He nodded to the silver elf girl, indicating that he was fine.
However, he turned his eyes slightly and saw the business lady approaching cautiously little by little, as if she wanted to ask him something out of concern, but she didn't dare to let him notice her at the moment to avoid being attacked by him.
Brando couldn't help but laugh when he saw Roman like this. He said to Medissa: "After all, we should really thank someone this time."
"Huh?" Medisa was slightly startled.
"Thank you, little Roman, for bringing us good luck." The young man turned around with a stern expression on his face. He already pinched the business lady's pink face with lightning speed: "Yes,
Little Roman?"
"Ah! It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, Brando... I won't dare to do it again..." Roman's face was pulled away, and he squinted his eyes so hard that tears almost came out, and he quickly admitted his mistake loudly: "Yes.
,Yes, I’m sorry..."
Her little eyebrows almost stood up. She wanted to retreat, but was afraid of the pain. She was in a dilemma.
Brando glanced at the old dwarf on the field, then at Roman, and asked: "Do you still dare to run around in the future?"
"No, I don't dare anymore..." the girl's eyes turned left and right as she replied.
Brando was helpless, knowing that this guy was definitely unrepentant, but he had made up his mind to take her with him wherever he went, otherwise no one would be able to bear it again.
He sighed and let go of his hand.
At the same time, the surrounding light suddenly dimmed, as if entering a space where one could not even see his fingers——
"What's wrong?" Roman's voice immediately rang.
"Nothing," Brando felt the surrounding environment and replied, "So we are back."
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(***. This is power, thank you for your support, but is there more?)
