This is where God promised you.
It shines in the sky, like a stream of light.
Your wisdom, galloping like a flame,
Your crown is as noble as a star;
You are the king of the ancestors and the people of God.
Blessed is the world,
Because God and kingdom, wisdom and spirit, have all come.
— "Seven Lines of El Norma", Dr3079.1.7, Lacanto
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Constance's voice is deep and long. It passes through the courtyard of the White Rose Garden and through the forest, telling the past sixty years ago:
"Your grandfather, the sword-sage Darus is amazing, he is a character born in a century. And his blood is equally noble. He is the Promise born in Karasu in the Year of Flowing Flame, and belongs to the Cardiloso family. proud-"
"what about you?"
"You were born in the Cardiloso family, and you have won unimaginable honors and pride. You are lucky, but you don’t know how to advance or retreat. The name of the sword master of the earth cannot always protect you from going on. The Cardiloso family is here. It’s nothing in front of the empire."
"I gave you a chance, but unfortunately you didn't cherish—"
The Silver Queen gently lifted her right hand and stretched out her index finger. The girlish fingertips were slender and slender. A drop of golden blood flew from the fingertips and gently blended into the void in front of her.
After all, mortals can’t understand this world, even if he has outstanding talents, but just as clever monkeys can only dominate the monkey group, Darus used to be such an excellent promiser, but his queen People can't see such a drop of blood flowing from their body. This is pure blood. How can the filthy blood flowing in the body of the people of black iron compare with the glorious era of the past
This is the sorrow of the mortal world.
"The blood of that woman has also been purified to a considerable extent." Brunhild, the head of the Valkyrie, suddenly said, with a low and hollow voice lingering in everyone's ears like a whisper.
"It seems that Her Majesty's experiment is not helpless." Charles replied.
Only Medissa didn’t care about this. Constance’s words made the little princess feel a little unhappy. She said: “Lord Lord didn’t rely on anyone. Before that, he didn’t even know his birth. He was only twenty. Years old, this kind of experience is enough to compose an epic even among my people."
"It's not unprecedented."
"Me?" Medisa shook her head and said softly: "I can't compare to Lord Lord, I am also a princess no matter how you say, the people of the clans have devoted no less effort to me than anyone else."
Charles smiled and patted the little princess on the shoulder, and he said:
"A person's life is like the stars in the sky. When we see the stars adorning the night sky, we often ignore the most dazzling light among them. However, some people are born to shine for an era—"
"Fools have no way of knowing this, so history and books are filled with myths and legends."
This is a heavy time.
Mortals have lost the favor of the gods.
Hundreds of millions of lights were extinguished, and people, by admiring the sages, marched hard in the darkness. They built kingdoms and city-states over suffering, and lit torches in the wilderness.
The brilliance of civilization has been passed on after all.
But people still have one or another nostalgia for the past. Some people indulge in the past, but some people are unwilling to indulge in death in Enron's memories.
Some people have taken steps, and some people are ahead of everyone. It is precisely this way that four empires will stand on the ground after the Miner people.
The name of the forerunner was engraved on the stone tablet, but after thousands of years of wind and frost, the name on the stone tablet is still blurred.
In the Sanctuary of the Wind Queen and in the Holy Palace of Faenzan, two pairs of calm eyes each showed a color of indifference. Outside the White Port, the bells echoed to remind the sails in the port to prepare to avoid the storm.
William Peist watched the snowstorm in the sky, and the huge figure of the evil dragon Fuxia was gradually fading, and her voice came from the snow and wind in the sky:
"Goodbye to us in the elemental frontier, Buga."
The time has come.
In the past three hundred and seventy years, there were 18 forty-seven Promises born in Vaughan, of which 13 were chosen by heaven. In the past 100 years, this number has increased to half. Since the first era, the course of history seems to be shining with genius. The name of each dazzling star has profoundly changed the trajectory of this world.
But Brando did not tell the Silver Queen:
This is not a sign of the repurification of the blood of mortals. The age of the gods has already passed forever. The dragon of darkness will not come again. The kingdom of the Miner people will eventually become the incomplete words in the books, a new era. It is indeed coming, but what it brings is not a glorious past.
It's a bloody war.
This is the dust battle of the mortal world.
Brando raised the long sword, and there was a dazzling golden red light between the fragments and the gap between the fragments. What he cherished was not the opportunity for others to give alms, but the real people around him.
It's a pity that he wouldn't say anything about it.
Because he understands that for some people, they are meaningless.
This is a truth that only a few people understand, summed up with tens of thousands of bloodshed and deaths.
The first to rush to him was the great commander of the Flame Warlord, Richard, the gate of the Empire. He raised his sword, the flame blade in his hand intersected with the sword of the Knight Commander, and then made a sharp sound, sparks Shooting out from above the blades of the two swords, three consecutive swords, each of them took a step back.
Wow, Prince Ogoos pulled out half of his body from the ruins, lifted up the slate and climbed out with a sullen face. He watched this scene with blood-red eyes. It was an extreme war, but he hadn't heard of it.
He had never suffered so much in his entire life. It was a shame and shame.
In Valachi, there is a father and the king on his head, but no one can control him here. The reckless and flawed side of the prince’s character has been unrestrictedly magnified. The first thing he did was unexpectedly Not to check the injury, but to fumble for his saber.
"It's really eye-catching..."
"I don't know how to live or die..." Qian just beckoned the sky to return to her hand, when she heard Ovena's scornful voice coming from her mind: "A half-blood god who doesn't know how many generations, dare She babbled, she didn’t even know your lord..."
The girl stopped her mouth suddenly, and only curled her lips and said: "Huh, I can't help myself."
Qian didn’t understand, she was anxious now, but found that she still couldn’t help Brando. Because of the blood of the gods, she had been hovering at the pinnacle of gold, even without the elements of civilization. With the help, he could barely sweep the opponents before the initial stage on the side of truth, but he was still powerless to fight against the peak of the law or even the extreme state.
Owina seemed to be aware of her master's mood, and she said: "Why don't you help those two idiots and ghosts?"
"Me?" The mountain girl was taken aback for a moment, her amber eyes were shining brightly: "Can I help Lord Lord?"
"Well, your strength is a little too weak, but this is normal, you don’t have to be discouraged, you know, there are a few extremely powerful figures in history who are actually not geniuses, but through the hard work of the day after tomorrow, they can do the same Let your name be engraved in the long river of history."
"How can I help Lord Lord?" Qian asked calmly.
Ovena’s phantom appeared next to her, and she took a faint look at the battlefield: “It’s very simple, they want to suppress your lord on the bloodline, why can’t you do what they want and open all the power channels? , Let them see the methods of your Lord Lord—"
"Open the authority channel?"
"Authority is blood, stupid girl."
"Improve my pedigree?" Qian was stunned: "How can I do it?"
"No," Ovena kept shaking her head: "Your lord is not wrong, you are really a stupid girl, and your bloodliness can't be improved subjectively. I mean let you open all the authority channels—"
"Open all authority channels?" Qian asked again in a daze.
"It's very simple. You are a knight of Azure. Your authority comes from the gate of arbitration. You are originally a supervisor and manager. This is your scope of authority."
"what should I do?"
"Password—"
"Password?"
The Empire’s Gate Knights are fighting Brando inextricably, and Willek has joined the battle group again. However, the scene is also evenly matched, as if in just a few hours, the latter’s strength has increased by a big margin. .
Willek, who joined the battle later, couldn't help feeling terrified. This young man is really terrifying, how old is the opponent? He has also heard the rumors about the sword-sage Darus sixty years ago, but could it be said that the Cardiloso family are all such perverts
He didn't know that Brando finally had time to consolidate his new characteristics of space and time after the Battle of Cold Dew Manor. As an element of the power of existence, how could its potential be imaginable by ordinary people
Behind the two, Bradley and Maxiri were stopped by Sidney and Veronica, and Brando suddenly stopped when San Leo and Fain joined the fight.
Then he had an extra shield in his hand.
On the shield, there are painted bright flames, glorious temples, the crown of laurels and the kingdom of God, a holy sword, hanging lonely in the sky, falling straight into the earth, as if to make the whole world a piece of land. Divided into two.
This shield is very familiar to everyone living in the center of this empire.
It is the shield of angels and the symbol of Rushita.
Shield of Akroma.
The moment Brando took out this shield, all the extreme powers around him changed their faces. This is the holy artifact left by the King of Flames to the Cruz people. How can it fall into the hands of an outsider
Richard reacted first, his heart was raging, and he was about to burst out almost immediately, but at the last moment a weird thought suddenly flashed into his mind.
Why can he take away the Holy Shield
This shield was once placed on the Victory Square by Gilt himself, and in the following millennia, no one could get close to it within three feet.
It is the same even if the Great Holy See Vala is here.