The first ray of light was like a sharp blade that separated the sky. Strands of dazzling white light burst out from the dazzling gap, making it darker than the surrounding area. Then more lights emerged from behind the cloud wall.
There seemed to be a huge cocoon of light behind it. Under such light, the sky began to turn lavender, and then faded into a layer of light blue, gray blue, and the light reflected from the entire sky. Soon,
The entire patch of trees near the Green Tower gradually emerged from the darkness, and the white mountain mist filled the woods, turning it into an early morning scene.
It was like a black curtain was pulled away from the undulating mountains, revealing the green of the forest below. The green carpet was covered with golden glow, and then the first ray of morning sun shone far away on the third village near the Wall of Roses.
On the frontline battlefield, all the darkness shrouding the warriors who were sleeping here was washed away - the battlefield was silent, the corpses of countless black wolves were stacked together, and the tall dead ancient trees guarded the cold bodies like a
The group of statues generally stand forever under this morning light.
The flowing morning light continued to move forward, crossing the already silent position. The first ray of light fell on the trunks of the ancient trees in the Green Tower. The shadows of the light slowly climbed up the trunks, layer by layer, each one.
The battlefield has revealed its true appearance from the darkness. The brave elves guarded every corner they could use, but in the end they died of exhaustion. The fierce battle has exceeded the limits of both sides. Even the monsters are now just killing themselves.
enemies, then throw them aside and move on.
But the advance was still blocked before the Elf Hall. After the shadows receded, the battlefield in progress appeared for the first time under the light - behind the layers of monster corpses, the defense lines of centaurs and elves were in the violent storm.
It was crumbling, but it miraculously held up. Almost everyone was involved in the battle, and spells were intertwined on the battlefield. The two Archmages of the Silver Alliance standing at the back formed the most solid foundation of this defense line.
Nodas, an Eruin from the Southern Legion, couldn't help but blink at this time. His movements seemed to be frozen, he raised his head and opened his mouth wide, watching helplessly as a piece of golden light rose from behind the tide-like black wolf.
He stood up. He stood next to a row of tall centaur warriors with a long sword in his hand. He could hardly believe that what he saw with his tired eyes was real. The soft light hit his face like a sea wave.
Morning light——
Its daybreak.
Everyone stopped, not because the battle was over, but because flames suddenly burst out from under the black wolf's steel-like fur. Countless terrifying monsters on the battlefield suddenly started to wail, one after another, under the morning light.
It burned. For a moment, a sea of fire formed on the square.
The white light pierces the monster's body like a sharp sword. After burning, it turns into ashes. Looking at such a spectacular scene, even the bravest people can't help but feel lucky to survive the disaster at this moment; a terrible offensive
It was disintegrated and turned into ashes in an instant. This was such a powerful force that touched people's hearts, but one thing was unquestionable in everyone's mind.
"It seems that he did it, just as I expected." William turned around and said to his companions with a smile.
"Hehe, there is an incredible little guy among us Eruin people." Tulaman also responded with a smile.
"My old friend, Ek, founded this country that was promised hope in the darkness. I understand his belief, but this belief has been misinterpreted by his descendants for too long. I wonder if he can see what is happening today.
With everything, maybe someone can finally raise the flag that has fallen for too long." William sighed.
"Yes, it's a pity. As a silver people, we can't participate in the rejuvenation of our motherland. What a pity." Turaman replied.
"But at least you won't watch it completely fall, right?" William's silver eyes flashed with wisdom, and he smiled and said an ancient motto: "Mortals open up a new era, and let the past era be left to it."
Go over there."
Two wizards from the Silver Alliance were exchanging their opinions, but on the other side, the druids and elves fell into grief after a brief period of ecstasy. The people standing here survived, but more
But people left forever, and everyone lost at least one or several relatives. Even the wood elves who lived long and long lives and whose emotions were not too exposed couldn't help but sob softly.
There was a layer of sadness in the square. Nodas and a group of centaur warriors stood aside and watched the elves hugging each other and crying. The warrior's emotions became stronger, not to mention that he was used to the war with Madara.
Parting between life and death. But for some reason, he couldn't help but feel a little heavy in his heart.
"I think I can understand their feelings," said a tall centaur warrior, who was the leader of these centaurs: "Battles should bring glory to people, but such battles can only bring sorrow.
It’s just lost.”
Nodas nodded, but why was Eruin's battle different? That ancient kingdom might not be able to give them an answer.
Looking at these people, he suddenly felt something.
The fire was finally lit——
When Brando left the huge crystal prism with his hands, a steady stream of more intense light was lit from the crystal. The flawless white light illuminated every corner of this underground hall. A huge, mysterious, full of
A hall composed of more than a hundred pillars appeared in front of everyone. At this moment, no one noticed all this, because everyone looked up at the crystal in the sky with a sacred color.
Burning in the crystal is a pure white flame, like a holy fire, but in fact it is the law of order weaving, the 'sacred scripture', which restrains all things from being silent, and the order of Martha where elements and magic sink under the sea of chaos.
An extremely calm aura spread from the crystal, and everyone felt their bodies tighten. The vague connection between the weak magic power in the body and the great demonic tide was suddenly cut off.
"Huh?" Brando let out a soft sigh. He found that the original fire worked a little differently from ordinary fire. The fire made by the wizards directly rearranged the rules, but Martha's fire cut off all sources first.
Power - magic, free power, and even the elemental power within the law were completely cut off.
It is like a formatting program. After clearing out all remnants in the area, the rules are then written on a clean white paper. This rule must include a rule that introduces power. After the rules are completely completed, the world will be constructed.
The required power will be introduced within the allowable range of the law.
The benefits of this are obvious, because the foundation is clean, so the guardian land formed by the original fire is also very stable and is most resistant to the influence of the magic tide of the Sea of Chaos. But the disadvantages are not without, at least during the 'formatting' process, the presence of
Everyone's power has been completely suppressed, and even their physical strength is only slightly stronger than ordinary people.
Fortunately, this process is only temporary. He estimated that it would only take about a week at most. At the same time, the 'formatting' process targets all creatures within every inch of the Fire of Order's 'illumination', even for
The suppression of monsters is stronger, so he is not worried about any dangers. At most, he is just a little unaccustomed to it.
The will of the goddess had left at this time. When he turned around, he saw Mephistopheles and Akane below suddenly turning their eyes to the side of the hall. There were suddenly a few footsteps in that direction, and Brando frowned.
, at this time, the only person left in the center of the Ring of Trade Winds besides them was Veronica. Of course, it is not ruled out that there are aborigines, but the possibility is relatively low.
After a while, Veronica and Farina appeared there, and Andesa still followed them with a look of hatred on her face.
Veronica followed the light source to find it. She obviously didn't expect Brando to be here, and couldn't help being surprised when she saw a few people. But then the 'lighthouse' attracted the imperial goddess of war.
Her eyes asked, "Is this the original fire?" Like Mephistopheles, she also showed a solemn expression: "Is this the legendary gift left to mortals by the goddess? I have only seen it from a distance in Malus before.
Just once."
Marus is within the territory of the Holy Temple, and there is a well-preserved Temple of Martha that stores the original fire. It is said that that fire is the foundation of the guardian land of Cruz-Fandos subcontinent. The power of that fire is so powerful,
So much so that there have been no rumors about monsters within thousands of miles around for hundreds of years. It is for this reason that the Holy City of Marus and the surrounding city clusters have become the largest and most prosperous cities on the mainland.
Brando could understand Veronica's words, but Andesa behind Veronica had a completely different reaction when she heard these words. Her prismatic purple pupils shrank suddenly, and she cried out: "
Original fire?" In fact, at this time, this half-human, half-monster woman also recognized the true identity of this 'lighthouse'. Speaking seriously, she had much more knowledge than everyone present.
A lot. After all, Brando does countless cheats.
Andersa was caught in a strange situation at this moment. The deterrent power of the primitive fire was too great, which meant a new and vast domain ruled by order. Even if it was cultivated well, from this territory
It is not impossible for several new empires to be born, even empires as powerful as the current Cruz Empire.
Isn’t the Holy Fire of Marus a ready-made proof?
A dangerous light suddenly flashed in the woman's eyes, and the monster couldn't help but want to make a desperate move. If she could succeed, it would mean that the tree shepherd's enemies might lose one or two huge empires in the future - especially
It is still the new generation of empire, which is the most dangerous enemy - not to mention the countless small principalities and kingdoms that are attached to this kind of empire.
"Andesa, what do you want to do?" Veronica had already noticed that something was wrong with this 'captive''s mood.
Without saying a word, Andesa assumed the same posture as before the battle. Although she was seriously injured, the pressure in front of her was too great. When Mephistopheles and Veronica saw this, they immediately drew their weapons.
Very defensive attitude.
"Andesa, are you desperate for your life?" Brando couldn't help frowning when he saw this scene. He didn't expect Andesa's reaction to the original fire to be so great.
"Hey, little guy, I don't have no chance, right?" Andesa licked her lips. Although she fell into a fanatical situation, she did not lose her mind after all: "Under the suppression of the primitive fire, we all
It can only bring out the power of the race itself. Although half of my body is a monster and the restrictions are more powerful, but even so, as a high-level monster, my innate advantages are much stronger than those of you weak humans."
"With one against three, I don't have no chance." She replied in a hoarse voice.
Hearing this, everyone present felt their hearts tighten. They thought that the power of primitive fire had the innate power to suppress monsters, but they forgot that there was Andesa, an extraordinary existence in the Ring of Trade Winds.
Originally a human, although he was later transformed into a monster, half of his body was still recognized by Martha.
So if they really want to fight, as Andersa said, they really can't gain anything.
Brando couldn't help but take a breath of cold air and pulled out the Sword of the Earth. Originally, he was the weakest among Veronica and Mephistopheles, but because of the elite template, the racial power at this moment was reversed.
Even stronger, if Andersa insisted on going crazy, he would have no choice but to accompany her.
But at this moment, what everyone didn't react to was that before Andersa finished speaking, a golden figure flashed over and a muffled sound was heard, like the sound of a heavy punch hitting the flesh -
-The half-human, half-monster woman was knocked away and the rest of her sentence ended abruptly. Instead, there was a shrill scream, and then she crashed into a huge pillar.
Gold level power——
This sentence suddenly flashed in everyone's mind, how could one still maintain gold-level power under the suppression of primitive fire? How could this be so sacred?
But Andesa, who has a more personal experience of this power, is much more profound at this moment. She just heard a scream of extreme fear in the smoke and dust: "Dragon, this is impossible!"
Dragon clan!?
Brando's first reaction was that the extremely proud little female dragon was following her again, but the little girl clearly said that she would leave for a while. Even if she came back after finishing her work, it wouldn't be a problem.
How come they found the Ring of Trade Winds so quickly? Unless she had already followed them before they entered the Black Forest.
But from a time perspective, this seems a bit unlikely, right?
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but take a breath and take a closer look. It was better not to look, but he immediately fell into a daze. Because what he saw was not a little female dragon at all, but - Qian.
What, what is going on? Brando felt that his brain was out of control.
