In the twilight forest outside the land of eternal death, the dark river surface is filled with heavy fog, the sound of water is gurgling, and the waves pass over the rocks in the river, forming vortices, causing the trees and driftwood downstream downstream to swirl and sink. At the bottom of the river, occasionally one or two eye-catching white lines were drawn in the heavy night.
An offensive and defensive battle is going on on the river beach. "Continuous march!" Fusia is like a lonely mountain hovering in the forest. A card with black brilliance spins on its seventh corner, and finally stops, revealing its upper spiritual servant. The scene of the army marching on the dark plain.
Countless bones are lifting the moist mud and crawling out of the ground, and the silt is falling off them, revealing the skeleton of Bai Sensen. These filthy evil spirits staggered up from the river beach; from a distance, in the darkness. A heart-pounding phosphorous fire is rushing to the other side on the battlefield-Metisa and Hippamilla.
"Heavenly Arms!" The little silver elf princess also threw a card. She stretched out her hand, and the card was suspended in mid-air instantly. On the top of the holy cloud, the beam of light pierced like a sharp sword, as described by the card:'When the light of judgment ploughs across the battlefield, the army of the undead will be wiped out—'
The power of the traveling mage then resonated with the entire world. The three raised their heads, and saw a golden cloud suddenly rolled up in the dark night sky. An unpredictable light descended from the cloud, and the light shone into the forest. It just shrouded this river beach, and a holy flame was immediately ignited on the river beach. The undead wailed and melted into ashes in the firelight, just as judgment came to the world.
Fusia nodded, a trace of cunning flashed in the golden pupils, and she said: "The five-color dawn can be transformed with any color. In a battle, it can form many different ways of attacking, according to the fate I got. Depending on the card, in this battle, I used a sensitive and reckless red creature to start a quick attack against you. The red creature is irritable and fragile. Once the attack is frustrated, it will often leave a large number of corpses in the cemetery. Lei March can transform all creatures in the cemetery into ten times the number of ten-level black spirit servant tokens. They may seem vulnerable in your eyes, but unfortunately, the power of the traveling wizard is never only between creatures and spells. superior-"
Its sound rumbling over the forest, it stunned a swarm of birds, flapping its wings and flying into the night sky. But it seemed unheard, raised its golden paws, and showed the next card.
"revenge!"
Groups of white light rose from among the dead bones that had turned into fly ashes, like a spooky ghost fire in the dark, Fucia stretched out her claw to point at Metisa, and countless spots of light immediately pointed towards Metty. Sha flew away, but the silver elf little princess couldn't dodge at all. She was hit on her chest and spurted with blood and flew out.
The priest screamed in fright, and rushed over to help Medissa up.
"Hipamela, I'm fine..." Metisa's face was pale, and the corners of her mouth were full of dazzling blood foam. She finally got back her breath, gave the former a smile that was uglier than crying, and replied weakly.
Immediately sighed, she looked at Fusia in the distance and said: "... I have lost again, Your Majesty Dragon King."
"It's normal. My travel mage power was inherited from the same era of Odin, Tumen, and Trishman. If you can't deal with the two travel mage creatures in your area, it would be absurd." Fusia replied: " But little princess, do you know where you lost?"
Medissa shook her head.
"Your cards, with powerful spells and high-quality creatures, complement each other. Each card is considered powerful, but it is far from enough, because the powerful power of the travel wizard is not based on a few cards. On top of the powerful cards, you are a knight, do you understand your position in your master's deck?"
"Knight...?"
"What is a knight, little princess?" Fusia raised her head, her golden pupils resembling two full moons in the night sky, and her voice resounded through the forest: "A knight is a noble in the territory, a courtier of the king, and of his subjects. A leader is a lord, a soldier, and a ruler. Whenever the king blows his horn and calls you to fight for him, you must raise the banner, step on the horse, and fight for honor."
"This is the role I want in Lord Lord's full professional system?" Medissa suddenly understood, her silver eyes shining with moving light.
"Exactly, your position in the full-time hegemony deck is a solid supporter. The white tone set by Brando is suitable for you. White is the color of justice. It symbolizes the law in the world of the Journeyman. , Order and organization. White mana is contained in the plain, representing wealth and prosperity. White cards have high-quality and cheap soldiers, monks and angels, symbolizing honor and loyalty. Therefore, as a king’s knight, you must exercise self-discipline , Wealth, loyalty and glory to reward your journeyman, you are the cornerstone of this system, the prosperity of the knight deck symbolizes the prosperity of the kingdom, and the output of continuous wealth can make other decks more abundant|full . Your self-discipline and loyalty can awaken the creatures on the battlefield. You use your glory to lead them to fight for the king, so the most suitable deck for you is the pure white enchantment set."
Medissa gave a thoughtful look. "What about me, Your Majesty Dragon King?" Hippamilla asked hurriedly.
Fuxia looked at Miss Priest. "Gray represents stability, firmness, and protection. The gray cards are strong and weak, and slightly cumbersome. Although you are the priest of Shimirud, you don't need to restrain yourself in a fixed mind. I will send you to Ya Weihai Island Sanctuary, where there is a long-lost sanctuary of Mount Chongshan. Before the end of the year, the priests there face the power of the raging sea day by day. There you will understand the integration of the earth and the sea and learn to use gray blue. Control the deck."
"When are we leaving?" Medissa asked suddenly.
Fusia raised her head, her golden gaze looked at the dark horizon in the distance. The fire has not been extinguished since the cataclysm in the Temple of the Dead Moon three days ago. The flames set off the horizon in red, as if the end is coming.
"one week later."
"How long does the trial take, Your Majesty Dragon King?"
"It won’t be too long. The trial will be completed in the time realm of the Matanians. The long time there is only a moment on the main material plane. You can complete the trial by half a month at the latest—if you can If you come out alive."
Medissa's eyes lit up. "Can we leave early?"
"Advance? When is it early?"
"Now, immediately."
Fusia's eyebrows frowned slightly, and it said: "I have to remind you that the trial of the Journeyman is very dangerous, you'd better be fully prepared."
Metisa turned her head and glanced at Hippamira, and the two nodded at the same time.
"We have already considered it, Your Majesty Dragon King."
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For three days, the city of eternal death has been shrouded in heavy shadows, and fires have ignited in the city far and near.
Although the conspiracy of the goddess of the dead moon, Claes, was frustrated three days ago, she still left indelible scars on the city. After the collapse of the Temple of the Dead Moon, a bottomless abyss was replaced on its original site. This abyss now lies in the central area of the city, and countless children of evil gods are crawling out of the abyss, and the necromancers are doing their best to suppress them in the central area of the city.
A dead moon believer walked through the hall and shouted to the terrace: "Mr. Brando, your guest."
Brando and Delphine were talking on a terrace, and Andrea stood on the side, and the scene of the night was reflected in the eyes of the three.
He turned his head and saw a familiar figure greeted him.
"Brando!" Freya was dusty, the exhaustion on her face seemed to be swept away.
She just got off the back of the flying dragon. Since the appointment of the princess, she has been rushing from Jean Denel all the way to this place without rest, just because everything she has seen and heard in these days is almost like being in a dream. The words of the Banshee King Alvette made her feel unbelievable, but the undead signed a peace agreement to withdraw from Eruin, return Bouche, and punish war criminals are ironclad facts.
All this is because the man in front of him is rumored to have defeated this impossibly undead empire with the Nine Phoenix Alliance and the Silver Elves on the southern side of the Dead Moon Sea. Although the details are unclear, the black rose of Bromanto is tangible. Concessions were made on the ground.
If it weren’t for a victory that made her feel painful, Madara would easily bow her head, his majesty the emperor who held a mercury rod high above him. Others might not be able to do it, but she believed in her heart that if it were that person, then she would definitely be able to. .
Because this is not the first time she has witnessed his miracle, she still remembers the life-and-death battle in Ridenberg, if it weren't for the life and death escape, if it wasn't for Brando, she wouldn't have where she is now.
That people praised, the Valkyrie of Eruin.
Freya remembered the light brown eyes gleaming with firm hope that never faded, chestnut hair, and that familiar face once again appeared in front of her—he smiled at her and said: "Freya ."