Less than an inch away from the sharp ice edge, a network composed of silver lines extending on the ice appeared behind Brando in time. The wall, defined in the law, is to separate the inside and outside from the outside. It also has the meaning of stop. Brando
He landed heavily on the equidistant grid composed of silver lines, and the corresponding power was transmitted back from the wall of law. He used this power to roll backwards, at least not falling into the frozen soil realm.
At the same time, the silver line bent downward, absorbing the huge impact when he landed. Then, a clear and bright voice appeared in the biting cold wind: "In the name of law, wall, tension, shelter,
The scepter that Terra bears, lightning strikes back——"
A five-foot-tall, five-foot-wide force field-shaped shield emitting azure blue light appeared in front of Brando. At the same time, a bolt of lightning tore through the fog condensed by frost, making a sizzling sound like a long golden snake.
It snaked towards Sebos, who was standing in the center of the frozen soil field; although the King of Frost Knights remained unmoved, he tore the electric beam to pieces with just a pull. When he raised his head, the frost mist dissipated.
, reveal the beautiful behind
The young wizard floating in mid-air——Ciel.
As early as after the battle of Ampelsel, Brando has been studying ways to fight against the realm of extremes. After the planeswalker's card is displayed, it will be connected with the planeswalker in accordance with the rules. Once blocked, except for every day
Apart from the reset time, there is almost no other way to be summoned again. Therefore, the idea of making planeswalker cards actually came into being from then on, as a secondary level separated from Brando.
Permission, there is no doubt that the planeswalker cards are regarded as part of his body in the rules, so Brando can summon any deck of planeswalker cards to his side at any time, regardless of distance and boundary.
Domain restrictions, and even the reverse, are also feasible, which means that Brando can even leave the Extreme Plains at any time if he wants.
But that was meaningless. He knew that he could only obtain the reward of the mission by defeating Sebos here.
He knew exactly what it might be.
As expected, there was a look of surprise in the silver-white eyes of the King of Frost Knights. After the mist parted, what he saw was not the planeswalker card holding a silver staff and wearing a patterned white robe - the silver-robed wizard Ciel, but time.
Going back to a thousand years ago, the man who was given the title of World Dragon: Darkness was just one facing him and the other with his back to him. Both of them spoke at the same time:
"Sebos, can you see the future of this land?"
"King of Frost Knights, thank you for your hospitality, but it's my turn to attack next -"
The two voices intertwined and echoed in his ears, and Sebos almost squinted his eyes. Phosphorus fire was burning quietly in his eyes. Different answers, but the same ability and aura, the same fate and pursuit, he could even tremble.
I remember the terrifying power - when the organization still existed, the scene of the thirteen supreme managers fighting the unknown enemy on the ancient battlefield is still clearly visible, as if it was a memory of yesterday. But, before my eyes
The aura of the young man in front of him was different from anyone he had ever seen. He was neither Odin, the legion commander, nor Gintins, the Sword of Arbitration. It was different from anyone else. Is there any other supreme being in the world?
Manager?
But there was no time for him to think——
Brando took advantage of the silver equidistant nets and lines and launched a charge towards him; at the same time, the summoned Charles floating in the sky was singing a new spell, which was a sonorous dragon language, full of
The words filled with magic danced, and the coercion was like sharp claws that were about to pierce the restless space. Sebos had a panoramic view of it all. After experiencing thousands of battles, these were just trivial skills in his eyes.
.
He felt as if he could easily resolve it by raising his hand, but he still watched this scene with great interest. It was as if he was admiring the sprouting process of an interesting thing.
"Maybe this is the one," he thought to himself.
In the gap between electricity and light, sparks flew everywhere. The sword of earth in Brando's hand struck hard on the sword spine of Frostsinger Xina. He was shocked because he didn't even see Seb clearly.
When did Si move? It was faster than he thought. The next moment, five fiery golden-red lines had bypassed him, stabbing into Sebos's back like sharp daggers. This was not formed by the convergence of elements.
The flame is purely high
The Golden Thread of the Law of High Temperature——
"Hot, high temperature and movement -" Ciel's voice was still as straight and sharp as a sword.
The golden-red flames hit the King of Frost Knights straight on the back. Brando could even see the rising explosion flames and sparks, but what disappointed him was that Sebos did not do anything.
Moving, the pale damage number projected on the faint projection on his retina turned out to be a huge zero: No defense?! How could this guy's defense suddenly increase so much! Sebos turned his head, his eyes pale.
Bai's phosphorus fire almost matched the uneasiness in his heart, and Brando almost suffocated for a moment.
"Lord, I feel that the law has been frozen by him!" Charles reminded him urgently through telepathy.
Does the King of Frost Knights still have this ability? Brando felt a chill in his heart and hurriedly avoided the opponent's sight. He used the Nine Lights behind the Wind to wander around trying to find a suitable opportunity to cut in. Unfortunately, at this moment, Sebos behaved like
After all, he was an experienced swordsman in the war. He had no time to wait for Brando's final blow, which made him a little discouraged. In fact, Brando had already decided to give up at this moment. He had also experienced many battles and understood what was going on.
There is a glimmer of chance in battles, but other battles have no chance of winning. As a wise player, or a swordsman at this moment, you should know when to choose to retreat.
He decided to fight for the last time. The blessing law cast by Charles was still on him. If this attack failed, he would let Hipamira (faith deck, Himmelud priest card) pull him and Shar.
Out of the plain.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, Sebos suddenly spoke again. When there was a soft sound, he used the soul-bringer Fingus in his hand to block another sword of Brando. Then the heavy and hoarse voice asked:
"Young man, I'm curious about your purpose in pursuing power?"
Brando was slightly startled, but he subconsciously believed that this was just a way for the other party to distract him, so he pondered for a moment and then did not react.
Between the lightning and flint, there were two or three more exchanges of swords——
"You may not understand this. Only when you understand what Odin's inheritance means can I be able to hand it over to you with confidence..."
This time Brando was finally moved. He deflected Sebos's stabbing blade and asked quickly: "What do you want to say, the respected King of Frost Knights."
"I mean, there is a tip of the iceberg secret behind this power. You may have vaguely guessed it, but only those who truly accept it may be qualified to receive the final inheritance of the Dark Dragon."
The two of them were asking questions. But their hands were not slow at all. The three long swords crossed each other like lightning. On the surface, Brando was retreating continuously. He couldn't help gritting his teeth. At least in terms of swordsmanship, he found that he could not take advantage of the opponent at all.
No benefit at all. The sword in Sebos's hand has become more and more proficient, as if the King of Knights was teasing him before. Finally, he finally seized a chance and said: "Secret, you mean the Battle of the Saints"
Hidden behind
The truth?"
The soul fire in Sebos's eyes suddenly brightened, and he suddenly retracted his sword, giving Brando a chance to breathe: "You are smarter than I thought, young man."
This actually has nothing to do with intelligence, because regarding the War of the Saints, Brando's understanding of that war is no less than that of the two people present - Sebos and St. Osol, the Queen of the Wind. As a bystander, he
Maybe you can even see it more clearly; although there are many mysteries in the War of the Saints, Brando thinks that there may not be any deep-seated reasons behind it. The Miner people are arrogant and arrogant day after day, and they have no regard for the Silver
There is no end to the people
The oppression of silver eventually led to war, and the flames of this war burned across the entire continent. "The sages led the people to march through the dark wilderness, and the people of silver were scattered on the earth." This is the history that is said
, but the Bugans and the Mist Elves finally won. They established the order after the War of the Saints. It was just the humans of the Black Iron who took advantage of the situation and rose up.
This is the official setting and cannot be overturned.
Brando took advantage of Sebos to put away his sword. He supported the Sword of the Earth on the silver grid, gasping for air, but he raised his head and couldn't help asking: "Do you want to say that the Four Saints cover up
"Have you discovered the truth? In the Battle of the Saints, the Dark Dragon Odin was actually the righteous party?" His tone was disbelieving, which made St. Osol, the Queen of the Wind, who was quietly watching the battle, a little curious.
In her impression, Brando is different from Yan Zhi
When he talked about the other people under the rule of the temple, she and the four Kroots spoke with admiration but no awe, which was completely different from those brainwashed believers. But at this moment Brando's
The tone was undoubtedly in their favor.
Although St. Osol has a clear conscience about history, there is no doubt that she is still happy for Brando's trust at this moment.
"No, not entirely. I don't want to talk about history in terms of success, failure, right and wrong. That's just a superficial view of you mortals. I don't mean to talk nonsense. Young man, I just want to show you something." Sebos smiled slightly and replied.
, the look in his eyes was clearly very interesting.
Brando frowned.
He had actually communicated with the elf sister St. Osor in private, but St. Osor's answer also had a hint of curiosity: "No, let him continue, Brando, I think maybe he didn't say
What's wrong - remember, Sebos is not the smooth-talking sycophant around that guy, he is a real warrior!"
Brando nodded. He looked at the King of Frost Knights. After the opponent put away his sword, the battle between the two sides came to an end. Although this battle made Brando very unhappy, it was purely a suppression of strength. If he still
Being able to maintain the strength of his heyday, he felt that he might not be able to challenge the King of Frost Knights alone: "What do you want to show me?" he asked.
"It's just a battlefield."
Sebos replied quietly, he raised his hand, and the scenery on the Extreme Plains changed dramatically again——
"There is an eternal battle in our world."
Brando was trying to figure out what he meant by this sentence, but a picture that amazed him was already reflected in his pupils - it was an endless wilderness, but there were more than just grass rolling in the wind like wheat waves.
Dian, at the end of the field of vision, two huge armies are marching. Even St. Osor, the Queen of the Wind, let out a light sigh. Brando may understand what she is sighing, because the army on the horizon is the Min'er people.
The Black Wings Legion is known as the right wing of the Dark Dragon and the elite of the Miner people.
"Wings of Darkness, we defeated this army in the Great Swamp and paid the price of many lives. Airlanta also lost an eye forever in this battle."
Brando nodded. He even knew the story behind this and the sacrifice of Otales. This battle was written by poets in later generations as a magnificent poem to praise the dedication and sacrifice of their ancestors.
"Then where is this place? Have you ever had another war with them?"
St. Osol shook his head blankly.
Obviously, she was also surprised by the scene before her.
Brando stared at the other side of the sky. He was curious about who the enemy of these proud Min'er people was - the equally large army that was like a black cloud pressing down on the city.
On the side, Sebos still seemed to be immersed in his own memory, telling such a story: "In this war, I belong to the seventh column of the Earth Legion. I am honored to become Lord Odin.
One of my commanders——"
"Earth Legion? Isn't it the Wings of Darkness?" Brando seemed to hear this name for the first time, but he felt vaguely familiar.
The King of Frost Knights glanced at him and asked, "It's different from what you think. This legion is inherited from a much older era than you think. Even we can't know the origin of the system. It seems that when the Min'er people were born,
This legion sequence has existed before. Some people say that it even comes from the era of the gods and before the destruction of Babel Fortress. But warriors like us are born to be part of this legion just like the mark in our blood.
Molecule, this memory seems to be inherited from the soul, allowing us to understand our position in this huge sequence. Everyone has such a responsibility."
"Can you imagine-"
Brando opened his mouth slightly, but for a moment he didn't understand what the other person was saying at all.
A born legion? What is this? But he suddenly felt that he had heard of such a name in the game.
"I said, this is an eternal battle that seems to have never started and will never end, and the Earth Legion also exists eternally, as if only to fight against their destined enemies." The King of Frost Knights replied faintly.
road.
"Destined enemy?"
"Brando..." St. Osol's voice suddenly came: "Look over there!"
Brando rarely heard the Lord Wind Queen speak to him in such an urgent tone. He frowned and turned back subconsciously, but what he saw was a flash of light on the horizon. It was not the brilliance of magic.
It was some kind of strange refraction. Was it the reflection of the armor? No, it didn't quite look like it. Brando squinted his eyes, and at that moment he finally saw clearly where the refracted light came from.
It was the color of a piece of crystal.
Crystal clusters.
No, it should be said that it is an army of crystal clusters——
Brando couldn't help but hold his breath subconsciously. Martha, whether here or in the game, he had never seen or imagined so many crystal clusters.
