Brando slowly retracted his sword. It didn't feel like he was fighting on the battlefield, but like a returning swordsman carefully sealing his beloved sword in dust. He and Rovac passed each other.
Slowly moving forward, with every step he took, there was a phantom overlapping him. Each phantom seemed to be performing a different kind of swordsmanship. Eruin's military swordsmanship also had the coldness and intensity of Madala's swordsmanship.
Brutal, sometimes it seemed to be the Dakai Dahe of the Faenzan people, the sword of the white night of the Knight Gracius, and sometimes it was the swordsmanship of the Cruz people, the simple and pure knight's swordsmanship, but Rovac did not see clearly.
of any kind.
What hit him was the simplest sword, the one he thought he had avoided. The sword struck hard under his breastplate, and blood flowed out. His water element was not even
Before it could exert any effect, it was already in pieces. At the last moment, he saw countless silver threads of law passing in front of him as the opponent slowly sheathed his sword, bringing up countless fragments of armor, like countless shining swords.
Spots of light and stars return to dust little by little.
Rovac opened his mouth, as if he wanted to shout this sentence from his chest: "The highest level element,... the sword of space!" But in the end he did not make any sound, knelt down directly on his knees, and then slammed
fell to the ground.
Brando gently swept the blood on the sword, turning it into countless rose-red beads that flew into a crescent moon. The smoke and dust above the rubble were dissipating. He seemed to be walking on the smoke clouds, and the hem of the earl's coat followed.
As the biting cold wind danced between the mountains, he raised his head. He was just a city gate away from the Empire's Earthly Dragon Knights. The Imperial Knights were forming their team, and the horns were blowing. They seemed to be shouting.
With a strange order, the dragon knights in the front row began to move forward slowly. The ground shook slightly, spears moved slowly like a forest, flags floated like the fiery red sea, and silver armors were raised and lowered staggered forward and backward. Brando
After hearing their command, the spears were leveled in a row, forming a bunch of intersecting lines pointing at him.
The knights galloped.
The undulating spear resembles a black wave.
However, what Brando was thinking about at that moment was Qian. He looked at these knights silently, and there seemed to be a voice in his heart that replied - Did you hear it, Qian, no matter what Her Majesty the Queen tells you, this will be
Lord Fir's reply. Brando gradually accelerated his pace, and the knights also began to enter the sprint phase. The two sides staggered in an instant, but it seemed as if an invisible force automatically separated the imperial knights from them, and Brando walked through them.
, every time he took a step forward, an afterimage was left behind him. Each afterimage raised his sword to hold the spear in the hand of a knight, and then threw the knight and the walking dragon away together.
He took ten steps forward, and the knights' frontal attack had completely collapsed.
The knights staggered around and were in a mess.
"So this... this is the Sword Master..." The Duke's daughter stared at all this with her mouth open. She felt that the usual worldview in her mind had been completely overturned at this moment. Her mind was filled with endless chattering and buzzing sounds, but when it came to her mouth, it
She couldn't say a word. The development of things seemed to be completely beyond her expectations from the beginning. She didn't know what Brando wanted to do. It wasn't like it was just for a gamble, or that he was young and energetic.
All of this was obviously premeditated, but she couldn't guess why the other party would do this.
Is it for a subordinate who was abducted by the empire? No, she has not considered this possibility at all, unless he is a real madman.
But unfortunately, the idea that she thought was the most incredible might be the closest to the truth.
Beside him, the spherical gentleman was so frightened that he collapsed on the ground.
The little princess of the Grand Duke Golan-Elsen held her wet nurse's hand tightly and asked fearfully: "Mother Elsa, is your lordship provoking a war?"
The young wet nurse was pale, trembling and unable to speak a word.
In her opinion, this is obviously a war.
The Gray Sword Saint Mephistopheles once fought one against a thousand in Orel with just one sword, which completely frightened the people of the Empire. His Majesty the Emperor even had to dispatch two knights and three sword masters to encircle and suppress them. But even so,
He still left safely.
But what Brando is doing at this moment is just the same thing. The offensive power of the civilized element level powerhouse on the battlefield is unmatched. Although it is still impossible to fight against the real legion with the power of one person, a mere
Hundreds of dragon knights were not a big problem for him. After the first wave of attacks were frustrated, the imperial knights immediately began to adjust their tactics, trying to surround him, relying on their numerical advantage to try to suppress his space.
, Generally speaking, this is the most effective method to fight against strong elements.
But that's just generally speaking.
Brando took the last step forward. This step seemed to be no longer a distance in the usual sense. It was a hundred meters in one step. It was as if his back foot had just left the ground and his front foot had already reached the farthest corner where the knights were encircled.
The dragon knight didn't react at all. He saw the space in front of him flash slightly, and a dazzling silver flower swayed out from it. Then he flew out from the back of the dragon with his saddle.
Brando struck out with a sword, but the afterimage had not disappeared, but the person had already appeared in another direction, and then there was another streak of silver, and a knight flew out diagonally.
As if in an instant, dozens of Brandos appeared simultaneously in the gradually shrinking encirclement of the knights.
Afterimages appeared one after another, and then disappeared one after another. In the end, only one was left. Brando stood alone with his sword in the circle surrounded by the imperial knights. With him as the center, there was no knight on all the earthly dragons.
, and further away, the imperial knights on the periphery were already stunned.
It’s not that they haven’t seen the Sword Master——
There are many sword masters in the empire. There are two sword masters in the four legions. There are also seven sword masters in the temple, not including the sword masters who are scattered in the legends. A century ago, in that era of the empire, there were even more sword masters.
There are two ultimate sword masters who have now become legends, but among the sword masters they know, there has never been one with such weird sword skills. Brando flicked the dust on his black woolen sleeves
, raised his head and looked at the knights surrounding him, thinking that his performance should not be bad, but it was far from enough.
He must become famous in one battle, so that no one dares to ignore his existence, and let the Cruz people understand that he is the grandson of Darus, the successor of the coalition marshal, and the Eruin people are also an indispensable force in the jihad.
, he believed that the Silver Queen would consider this carefully.
He raised his left hand, and Bahamut's blessing shone like silver in the sunlight.
But countless silver threads of law have risen from Brando's side. They are intertwined and spread instantly to the entire Urn City like a silver network. Wherever it passes, it is like an invisible shock wave passing through the entire Knights.
; Brando gently shook his hand, and the entire Earth Dragon Knights, including hundreds of silver-level knights, immediately rose from the ground, as if affected by the anti-gravity spell. They screamed in horror and struggled.
, but to no avail, Brando pushed them gently, and all the knights and dragons were separated together, as if the order was disrupted and then rearranged by a magical hand, and the center of the square was instantly empty.
came down, and the knights and earth dragons were all fixed in mid-air in all directions.
There is only one person left in front of Brando.
A woman with a wrinkled face, wearing a red imperial robe, holding a long sword, with a layer of fiery red threads of law floating around her, looked at him quietly.
"Ms. Vanna." Brando greeted politely as if he had expected her to be here.
"I know you." The female swordsman replied in a tone full of vicissitudes of life: "You are the grandson of Sword Saint Darus. If you are going to be your grandfather, why do you have to do this? If you insist on doing your own thing, you will kill many innocent people.
Involved in the war, do you understand that the empire cannot tolerate such a provocation?"
Brando looked at this elderly lady. During the Holy War, she had served as her grandfather's adjutant. Among the three sword masters of the Black Sword Barrier, she was the oldest and most powerful. Her name was
Bai Ying was the strongest among the Golden Flame Sword Saints, but he still shook his head.
"The grudges between my grandfather and the empire will be resolved separately if necessary," he replied slowly: "But today's lesson is just to educate some arrogant people in the empire.
The doctrine has never written who is superior to whom. There may have been such an empire in history, but I want to ask you a question, Ms. Vanna, where are the Miner people today? Emperor Gilt and the three sages
What are you fighting for again?”
Vanna looked at him, as if she was not moved by the words at all. She just shook her head: "For this reason, you are going to launch a war so that people can face the Eruin people. Mr. Earl, such an honor, for those who fight
There is no meaning in terms of dead soldiers. I think you should understand this. As the ancient saying of Jiufeng goes: Those who are superior will raise troops without anger."
"There is no war here, Ms. Vanna." Brando replied.
"Are you kidding yourself?"
"There is only one dispute here, Ms. Vanna. Since you Cruz people think that Eruin is not qualified to accept respect from you, then I will use my strength to correct your view. Someone in history also treated my grandfather like this.
, guess who that is?" Brando replied.
Fanna's face changed slightly: "Black Crow Principality, you mean-"
Brando interrupted her: "I'm glad you can remember this, Ms. Vanna, let me answer your question again here - I am the head of the Eruin mission, and I serve my kingdom.
Fight for the glory of my guards. This rule is written in the ancient books of the temple. It is sacred and cannot be violated. Since you Cruz people have challenged the glory of my guards, just like the guards of the Black Crow Principality challenged me.
Just like my grandfather, you should be ready, right?"
"Wait, you are using the logic of a robber, we are -" Ms. Bai Ying's face turned dark, and she hurriedly explained, but she was interrupted arbitrarily and unreasonably by Brando for the second time.
"No one says Cruz people can be aloof, right?"
"this……"
Seems to be.
But.
Angry light shone in the eyes of the older lady, and she couldn't help but replied word for word: "Do you think that with your small guard, you can subdue the Rozarian border legion? I tell you, this is not true.
Maybe, Mr. Earl! If the Black Sword Barrier Cruz and the Eruin people fight each other and blood flows because of your own selfishness, the empire will not tolerate your sophistry, and your kingdom will probably not either.
Accept this rhetoric!"
"Yes," Brando replied: "At least compared to what you did in the Alkhash Mountains, I am not cold-blooded enough to ignore life and death, so all I want is to make some people humble and arrogant.
Heads instead of killing them."
"Naive, wishful thinking!" Vanna raised her sword and replied: "Imperial people would rather die than bow their heads. Raise your head and look at the sky, Lord Earl, you are not powerful enough to force us to surrender.
, have you ever seen the scene of two beasts of equal strength fighting each other? Grandson of Darus, if I were you, I should order your men to stop any attack immediately before irreparable consequences are caused. "
Brando shook his head: "This is exactly what I want to say to you, abandon your sword and surrender, Ms. Vanna, this is not to be an enemy prisoner, but to admit your mistake to your allies. What's more, your resistance is not
Meaning, if I were you, I would look up and see what is happening in the sky."
Fanna was slightly startled.
She raised her head in confusion.
But not far away from her, Avram and the Duke's daughter were already looking at the sky, dumbfounded.
…
The wizards of the empire were floating on the walls of the Black Sword Fortress like specks of undulating dust. Over the fortress, the attacks of the black rune gargoyles and the counterattacks from the empire were coming and going, intertwining fiercely.
They were about to gradually regain the situation. The two hundred gargoyles left behind were unable to get close to the city wall under the intensive firepower. Gradually, they also began to suffer casualties. The Imperial soldiers could hardly bear it.
The residents cheered. Although they still did not understand how the battle in the fortress behind them was going, at least on the top of the city, they were already going to win. As long as the enemy could not climb the city wall, the tilt of the balance of victory was nothing more.
A matter of time.
But all this only lasted until the young wizard appeared.
Avram watched this sudden war with fear. Beside him, Eco and the sergeant from Yanilasu had already mounted their horses and gone to the back, preparing to go with Metisha to rescue the refugees, and
For him, it seemed that all he could think about was how to end it - no, it should be said that there was no way to end it. This damn earl suddenly raided the imperial fortress. This is something that cannot be explained anywhere.
, he could almost imagine how furious the Emperor of the Empire would be after hearing this news.
What's more, subconsciously, he also believed that this sneak attack battle was probably going to be lost.
He saw that with the help of the Empire's wizards, the Empire's wall guards were gaining the upper hand, but the Earl was still fighting with the Earthly Dragon Knight. He actually sent a young wizard to deal with the city wall.
In the battle, what role can a young man play? The knowledge and wisdom of wizards are accumulated over time. In Avram's imagination, those real wizards should be like him in Karasu
I have seen those old academics with beards that reach all the way to the ground.
However, the name Charles seems somewhat familiar.
He couldn't help but glance at the man with his peripheral vision.
But after this glance, he could no longer look away.
Ciel was slowly rising into the sky, his wizard robes fluttering in the cold wind, and with his arrival, all the wizards on the battlefield subconsciously felt a feeling of palpitations.
Rising from the bottom of my heart, the flame of magic was ignited for the first time an era ago, and a wise being taught this law that had never existed to all the people of silver and black iron - as if there
Before, no one understood where law magic and elemental magic came from. It was different from divine magic and the rune magic of witches. However, from that moment on, it was born in this world and shaped the world.
Create a great civilization.
Where does magic come from?
Perhaps only one person can answer this question.
That's Tumen——
But at this moment, all wizards feel the same power, as if a voice from ancient times is calling his people. The trembling coming from the depths of the soul is enough to shock everyone.
.
Ciel was responding to that unknown existence.
"Silver Staff Mage, requesting permission from the Planeswalkers."
"Permission granted."
The young wizard gently flicked his robe, with silver flames flashing in his eyes. His gaze swept across the entire battlefield, and he couldn't help but reply in a weird tone: "So, this is the power of the planeswalker -"
"It turns out that this is the source of the law."
He raised a finger.
"In the name of the book of wisdom, the law, the flowing wind and the shallow sea, the third law - the dragon of ether is displayed."
"Every moment, energy is always switching forms. It sweeps through the Mercedes-Benz and flows continuously——"
Thousands of years ago, the Fanuer people, a people who believed in the sun in the south of the Min'er Plain, had seen the illusory scene of giant dragons migrating, as blue as the sea, sweeping across the sky.
Thousands of years later, the Cruz people witnessed this spectacular scene again.
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