The voice of the young man lingered for a long time.
Everyone was silent, his words cut into the deepest point of every heart, and they couldn't help but lower their heads to think: whether what they did was really what they said, so high-sounding. Even the determined people like Eli Woods and Macaro couldn't help but shake for a moment-yes, wasn't that glorious era the foundation of Eruin's country? But they immediately stabilized their confidence and calmed down.
"Although the king's ideals are lofty, today's situation is different," the scholar-like old man sighed slightly: "After all, we still can't give up what we should do because of a possibility—"
"Ideal can't change reality." Macaro replied coldly.
"So you have to deal with another group of arrogant and indifferent nobles with the same arrogance and indifference, but in fact, you are no different." Brando responded with the same cold tone: "You like this, whether it is Neither the royal family nor the nobles can really bring changes to Eruin, so your failure is doomed."
"You have defeated your opponent, can you defeat Madara?"
"Without further ado!"
Macaro almost uttered a grinning voice: "How can a divided rule resist foreign enemies? What's more, it has nothing to do with you. Now please fulfill your promise and give us the golden apple."
Brando sneered, and he mentioned the golden apple.
"This is the fairy's apple. It is said to be the most precious fruit from the golden tree. Legend has it that it can change a person's fate, but it's a pity," Brando gave Akane on the ground a sad look: "It can't change it. The destiny of a country. Maybe someone can change it, but that person is definitely not you. What you agree with can only become an obstacle to her getting out of that step—"
"So," Brando put the fairy apple back in his backpack in front of everyone: "You won't get it."
"Asshole!" Macaro roared, his chest full of anger being played. Although he had expected this result long ago, Brando's contempt for them in his attitude really ignited his anger. The staff of the royal party known as the "sly fox" lost his former sanity at this moment, and he has restored another identity of himself—that is, the former head of the Gray Wolf Mercenary Corps. A long sword appeared in In his hands.
'Choke' a metal quaver—
Brando didn't take a step back, his face remained unchanged, and he even looked at Macaroon's long sword hanging in front of him without blinking. However, between the blade of the "Cunning Fox" and the tip of the young man’s nose, a flashing, hexagon-like optical network shield appeared there, and layers of mysterious spells and runes flashed continuously between the networks. Disappeared quickly.
String magic.
And it is the most ancient one.
As a palace wizard, Li Woods's complexion became extremely bad, as if he had seen a ghost. "Ancient magic!" The old man almost squeezed these words out of his throat. He looked at Brando with a change of expression, and didn't know what to say for a while. Because in this world, only one of all the existing races is still using such ancient magic.
Dragons.
Brando thanked Aloz in his heart, and then took a moment to admire Macaro's gray face.
"Are you...?" Cunning Fox's Adam's apple moved.
"I—" Brando was about to sneer, but at this moment, he suddenly heard the telepathy from Aloz: "Mr. Brando, what you just said seems to resonate with something; this This kind of power, it's weird... I can't suppress it anymore..."
"What, that sentence?" Brando was taken aback.
"It's the swearing paragraph... No more, I'm going to let go of the barrier..." Aloz said eagerly.
"Hey, wait!"
Brando is preparing to let her hold on for a while, so that he will be mentally prepared. However, suddenly he felt a tremor from the deepest part of his heart. It was definitely not a prank by the dragon girl Aloz, nor did it come from the mysterious resonance between the traveling mage and the card; it was like a sense of identity, a The lenient mind entered his thoughts. At that moment, it seemed as if the brightest light was produced in the darkness, and in this light a door opened—
He seemed to pass through this door and saw the white knight Alberton and the earth knight Jirende standing side by side. They nodded and smiled at him in the image of humans before their lives, their eyes full of encouragement and approval.
But this illusion only existed for the shortest moment and immediately dissipated, Brando finally woke up and found the source of the tremor. He subconsciously pressed the sage slab in his pocket, but it was a little late, he felt the thing buzzing in his hand as if it had life, and then in an instant—the clouds over the entire Chablis hills separated.
This afternoon.
From the North Wind Forest to Lake Wanneran, from the Golden Flame Fort to the Charlotta, and even as far as Braggs, everyone living in this area has witnessed this miracle: the blue sky and the white gold clouds. Taking a certain point in the south as the center—for an instant, as if a stone was thrown into a calm pool—the layer separated layer by layer, spreading in all directions in a radially concentric circle.
After the last trace of cloud shadows were emptied, the azure blue sky was like pure sapphire, with magnificent light purple, spotlessly clean; the residents of the countryside, the priests walking between towns and cities, adventurers, even shocked the stars and the moon. See the stars of the council. The wizard of Buja in the distant sea of death also recorded this vision in Drolla—the monks of the Lion’s Heart Palace came out, and the recorder of the Black Tower was sluggish and defeated his beloved one. Crystal Ball-The pilgrims of the Thunder Gate couldn't help kneeling down and praying to God.
Everyone raised their heads and looked at the vacuum-like circular sky in the south, but only a few people understood what really happened there.
Artifact Reaction—
The light between the woodland seemed to suddenly become brighter, and the gloom was swept away. Buja, Macaro, and Li Woods, whose complexion changed drastically, raised their heads and looked at the sky in unison. After the white-gold clouds disperse layer by layer, on top of the thrilling purple-blue sky, there are layers of magnificent and beautiful patterns similar to gears. Each circle has a diameter of nearly ten. Calculated by thousands of kilometers—this is the bounding element, the law of world and magic'Tiamat' that Martha descended in the myth, and it is also the boundary of the elemental world.
No matter from which angle mortals look at this huge and sophisticated creation enchantment, they will feel a kind of almost desperate insignificance from the bottom of their hearts, as well as the magnificent magnificence that comes from their hearts.
With one hand firmly grasping the slate as if to break free, Brando couldn't help looking up at the sky.
The beautiful edge of'Tiamat' is sliding layer by layer under the background of the blue sky, and every time the trajectory of the sliding arc sweeps the sky for hundreds of kilometers; however, a certain part of the curve and the straight line that represents the law is rejoining, when When the gears are cut layer by layer, and one of the centers is aligned with this area—
The forest was silent for a moment.
All the wind stopped.
If it were in the past games, Brando must have his hair standing upright when facing such a weird scene. Because this scene is very much like those element lords, or legendary wizards cast the highest authority spells—that is, the fourteenth-level spells. These spells are also forbidden spells in the usual sense, or legendary spells; these spells have been separated from mortals. Cognition, in fact, each of them directly mobilizes the supreme rules to carry out destructive clearance and elimination. In terms of destructive power alone, they are only strong or not weaker than the nuclear weapons of the original world.
But at this moment he also felt his hair standing upright.
The resonant tremor in his heart finally reached its peak at this moment.
There was a shock in the center of the circular vacuum field in the sky, but when the shock spread in all directions, a white beam of light fell from the sky; William Peist, one of the 12 leaders of the Buga Wizard in Drolla, held it in one hand Holding his magic quill pen, the nib stood on the parchment paper full of spells for a long time, and even the ink was soaked in expensive lambskin, forming a small black spot on it.
Then the elder just stared out of the silver grid bar arch window unconsciously.
Between the sea and the sky.
A silver beam of light stood upright.
"This... This is... Eke's Lionheart Sword..."
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A beam of light pierced the sky, and it twisted and twisted as it crossed the border of the element, and then fell vertically in the other direction of Eruin—the two beams of light reflected each other in the clear sky this afternoon.
At this moment, everyone has lost the ability to speak.
But Brando just wanted to die for a while. He just pretended to be forceful occasionally, and unexpectedly got the approval of the "Benevolent Eke" by mistake. He had known that he would not read the oath to hell—he had forgotten that he had already accepted the task from the White Knight Alberton, and he inspired this task even further with a moment of excitement.
Of course, the enlightenment task is not surprising, but what made him want to grab the ground is that it also triggered a magical reaction at the same time.
Wait, Master Martha! Isn’t the Lionheart Sword a fantasy weapon? How could it trigger a reaction from the artifact? When did it become an artifact? The forum said that this weapon is a golden fantasy weapon, and it should be inseparable from the perspective of its history. After all, it is impossible for a kingdom like Eruin to keep the artifact—
This thought flashed through Brando's mind.
However, the vision of heaven and earth also flashed by, the beam of light lasted for about three to five seconds, and then gradually weakened; Brando gradually stopped struggling while pressing the sage slab with one hand, and finally stopped completely, and at the same time he felt in his own heart Leave a mark, as if you can feel a position in the dark. He knows that this shows that he and the Lionheart Sword have already had a feeling, and the weapons of the fantasy level are equipped with this ability.
Of course, this connection has both advantages and disadvantages—
Good thing, it is naturally one step closer to the legendary sword.
The downside, Brando looked at the other side, Li Woods and Macaro, who looked at him with unpredictable eyes...
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