The wind was soaked with the smell of gunpowder smoke, and the flames seemed to remain in the sky, and the torn clouds were like burning cotton wool scattered in the sky. An unknown golden light appeared behind the clouds, spreading across the wild.
Turalman’s silver hair gleaming in the sun, he smiled slightly: “They didn’t even think about hiding it at first, but you know, this is a bad ailment of wizards. They like to play word games, be clever, and enjoying the moment."
"Because this can better show that they are far smarter than mortals. Unfortunately, no one wants to be a fool, so now I am in a particularly bad mood."
"Don't worry, you can go to their troubles. William and I will support you. To be honest, Darus had a much worse temper than you. In this regard, you are far inferior to your grandfather, Brando."
Brando was unmoved. "Master Tulaman, what role did the Buga play in His Majesty the Emperor and Dragon Sword back then, and what exactly are you going to do?"
The light brown eyes reflect the shadow of the silver sail, and the floating fleet is like a fish in the air, shuttled in the airport endlessly. At least one thing that the Cruze port officials did not judge wrong is that the port of Ruen is indeed unbearable. With this huge fleet, it can be imagined that for a long time after the war, it would be difficult for this port to restore its former condition.
But this is a problem that local talents need to worry about. At least for now, even Earl Alcons himself has no intention of considering this problem.
Tulaman was silent for a moment.
"You expected it well," he replied: "This is a long story. The wizards really didn't play a glorious role back then, but everything has to start with the battle in the Alkhash Mountains."
Tulaman raised his hand and drew a silver rune,'Giseet', which means night in the rune, and a transparent wave shrouded from the top of the two men's heads, blocking the surrounding sounds. "I won't repeat the process of that battle. You must have heard of countless versions, but the later stories are very different from those circulated outside. The two sides of the battle found something in Alka."
"It's related to the dragon of darkness."
Tulaman was not surprised that Brando would guess this. He nodded: "In fact, what they found was the battlefield of the last battle."
"The battlefield of the last battle? Back then, only Dragon and Quival (silver elves) participated in the final battle. It turned out that the battlefield was really in Alka." Brando finally moved slightly.
"Do you know about the final battlefield?"
"Know some, the Four Sages defeated the Dark Dragon in the final battle. The battlefield is said to be filled with countless secrets." Brando knows better about the history of the Battle of the Brigade Masters. This history is from Elaine From the words of the mouth, it seems that it is still vivid to this day: "The battlefield of the last battle has no record after the battle of the saints. It seems to have mysteriously disappeared-the only insiders, the silver elves retired to the forest, and the dragon no longer appeared. Above the ground, and the rest is the wizard-Bujah."
He looked up at Tulaman. "The Silver Alliance monitors everything that happens on the ground. Mortals can get close to Alka and find the final battlefield. It's hard to believe that it was not instructed by one party."
Tulaman Shrine looked at Brando in a complicated manner. The Four Sages defeated the Dark Dragon. There are countless secrets behind the dust. In order to keep these secrets-the only two silver races and dragons who participated in this battle have escaped from the world. Not out.
"How do you know these secrets, little guy?"
"Through some legendary clues and speculations, I have some experiences that you can't imagine, just as I reappeared as a highland knight," Brando replied half-truthly: "I know better than Buga. People imagine more."
"It can be seen," Turlaman sighed, his wise eyes swept across Brando's profile: Darus's grandson was very similar to him when he was young, which made Turlaman seem to have seen the man again. Appearing in front of him, it is a pity that the life of a mortal is too short after all. He seems to recall the past of those young days in Eruin: "Now it seems that William's evaluation of you is really the most pertinent. Other people still look at you. Under the shadow of Darus, you have already walked out."
It’s not just myself who came out, Brando thought, it’s more like a coincidence. When Sophie’s extraordinary soul appears with a mentality of the whole world, the fusion of the two souls is like an opportunity. , Allowing them to support each other and walk out of the shadow of the past. As early as after a dream under the golden tree, he was no longer the young man who could only hesitate in front of the sword that belonged to the past.
"William appreciates you very much. Neither he nor I approve of the plan of the parliament, but we are happy to see it happen. The old guy thinks you can do more. On this point, I am not as confident as him, but I have to admit that until today Until I meet you again, I have to say that I rarely looked away and made a bet that I would lose."
"If you don't agree, how can you be happy to see it happen?"
"Because William thinks that you have extraordinary ability, you have experience that is different from anyone else, you can do what an adult cannot, there are some things-these things cannot be done by me, he, or the Lord, but William thinks you might be able to do it."
"I, how can you do?" Brando was startled slightly, and then his heart was horrified. There seemed to be something in the comments in this evaluation. What does it mean to be different from anyone's experience? Does it mean that the other party has already seen something. This sounds a bit weird, but for William Peister, who is standing at the pinnacle of power and able to use magic to gain insight into the future, it seems not absolutely impossible.
But what does this have to do with Xianjun Eke
Brando frowned, faintly feeling that he had grasped something, but he was still in a misty maze, and he could only accidentally poke a corner of the truth.
"Do you want me to be an agent and go to war with the empire." He suddenly remembered what the wind elves had done back then. That was how the Delilah dynasty of the elves had promised to the prince Ek in that era. Sending the fleet, is it to repeat the story of the previous dynasty
"You think too much, little guy."
"Is not it?"
"You can rest assured that going to war with the empire is neither good for us nor necessary."
"There must be a reason for this."
"The reason I have mentioned before."
"So, is it related to the battle of Arka?"
Tulaman nodded slowly: "Yes, our topic is a little bit off. That battle is the topic."
Brando glanced around. Tulaman's enchantment spells still divided the inside and the outside into two worlds, completely isolating the sound. He suddenly felt a little amused for his suspicious ghosts. How could the master of the dignified Mithril Fort fail prematurely? , He already faintly felt that the next conversation might not be that simple.
"You haven't answered my question, Master Tulaman."
"On that question, I can only say that you are half right."
"half?"
"Because no one has deliberately done anything to cover up the battlefield of the last battle. The space in the Arka area is not stable. After the last battle, that place disappeared without a trace, fell into the void, or was magically affected. The sea swallowed, and the entire space was swallowed by noisy energy. After that, there were several consecutive major earthquakes in the Alkhash Mountains. After that, the topography of the entire area had been completely changed, and no one knew where the battlefield was buried. "
"Disappeared?"
This answer also went beyond Brando's expectations.
"It's not all. It's not an ordinary earthquake, but a spatial turbulence formed after the solid law and order are destroyed. The law of chaos creates a weird area in Alka, where common sense does not apply. In fact, For thousands of years, the battlefield of the last battle has appeared under the eyes of the world several times, like a ghost, suddenly appeared and disappeared without a shadow. One of them was by an exiled Miner clan. It was discovered that on another occasion, a descendant of ancient dwarves broke into this area."
Tulaman replied slowly, his voice did not fluctuate, but what he described was very strange: "There were a few flashes afterwards, but they were not known to the world. In order to monitor its traces, the Buga Countless observation points have been built on this crack zone."
"Wait, are you talking about this crack zone? Are there other crack zones?"
"Naturally, our world is a whole. Once there is a crack in Tiamat’s law, it will inevitably produce a chain reaction. In fact, the crack will lead to a certain area in Anzeruta to the south, where some weird things often happen. And it gave birth to a large area of the Black Forest. To the south is the ring of trade winds, and to the north is the large glacier, forming a standard arc line. This line is too long to be observed even with the abilities of the Buga. The end of, I can only speculate that if the circle has a center, it should be on the great plains of the east—the people of gold and silver who wandered over the thorny wilderness before the era of chaos only existed in the legend. , The Great Plains that no one has ever seen. In addition to this main crack zone, there are some smaller cracks, such as the Dead Frost Forest as you know it."
How long Bran hasn’t said a word, even if it’s his experience in the game, this is the first time he has heard such sensational news. If this respectable academic hadn’t lied to him, the information had already revealed some faintly. Things, the legends in the game that only exist in the background, are likely to be true. Brando already knew that Tulaman might not have lied, because the other party did not need to use such a lie that would obviously be debunked, not to mention some of his experience, which has implicitly confirmed part of the content.
He almost immediately subconsciously thought of something more creepy. In the game, some players have studied the whereabouts of the unforgettable unnamed people in the Dead Frost Forest, those who have lost their memory, identity and even themselves. The existence between humans and souls, they always line up in long lines, marching in the forest, tempting more ignorant souls to join them, these unnamed people will enter on a certain coast in the north of the Dead Frost Forest In the sea of gloom, their direction always seemed to be a huge arc tangent to the northern coastline of Eruin.
Players tried their best to study this enigmatic route, but in the end they found nothing and can only attribute it to the evil taste of the game designer.
However, at this moment, a brand new possibility appeared irresistibly in Brando's mind.
Those who lose their name are advancing along the crack belt in Tulaman's mouth, but what kind of power and reasons are driving them to do such a thing, and what makes these people lost
Brando couldn't help fighting a cold war at the thought of those trekkers with pale complexions, hollow eyes, and bewildered. He suddenly remembered the Viscount Tester who had met in Braggs. Perhaps the same group of people had taken him away. What did that guy want to show to himself, but it was a pity that he hadn't figured out the situation at all, so he missed it for nothing. Opportunity.
After a while, Brando forced himself to throw these thoughts out of his mind. He barely digested the news. He raised his head to look at Tulaman, his forehead was already slightly sweaty.
This is just the beginning—
"So... the two sides of the battle in the Alkhash Mountains... strayed into the final battlefield?"
"It's still half. We did stray into the battlefield of the last battle, or rather it appeared in front of us like ghosts. At that time, it was your grandfather who commanded the Alliance Army of the Temple of Flame. I acted as his deputy immediately. Feeling the seriousness of the problem, and our opponent, the wind elves, there is no shortage of capable people. We quickly decided to truce and plan to withdraw from the battlefield under the coordination of the Buga’s envoys.” Turaman replied slowly. As if recalling the situation that day, Brando could completely imagine an ancient battlefield, quietly appearing in the mist between two armies, what a weird scene.
"What happened later?" He asked. He understood that if the two parties involved in the war had withdrawn from the battlefield peacefully as Tulaman said, there would probably not be as many things as later.
"We made a mistake, which was actually an oversight."
"negligence?"
"You said before that mortals were able to get close to Alka and find the final battlefield. They must have been instructed by one party. I said you guessed half of it. And the other half is, indeed, but it's not the Bugga who secretly shot—"
"...It's a dragon."
"Dragon?" Brando was taken aback.
Tulaman raised his head and glanced at the sky silently: "Like the Miner, the dragon is filled with blood of gold. In the battle of the saints, not all dragons are on the side of the four sages, you I should know about this."
Brando knows this. Dragons are still divided into two types, good and evil. The source is from the break in the war of the saints, but no one knows the reason. Why dragons fight side by side with mortals, just like few people. Can understand the same sacred covenant between the Buga, Quival and the mortals, why would the silver and golden generation abandon their era and fight for the era of mortals
It was really because of a promise made by the Azure Knight, for the era of mortals in the prophecy.
I'm afraid not necessarily.
"One of the dragons is Odin, a firm ally of the Dark Dragon."
"You mean the Seven Extreme Dragon King, Evil Dragon Fuxia."
"Exactly, after the battle of the saints, as the fate of the loser, Fucia Cass was sealed under the glacier by the joint efforts of Chuwenros and Theoskratz."
Brando knew these two famous names. The former was the dragon king of the previous generation, who was called the almost god-like Huawenluosi, the overlord of the sky, and the latter was the famous dragon of heroes. Play an important role in helping humans resist the dusk invasion. However, he did not speak, but continued to listen to Tulaman's words: "However, Fuxia's fall did not eradicate the dragon's ambition. In fact, there are still some dragons that have never forgotten about the previous era are hidden in the human world. Land activity, due to my negligence, three giant dragons named Obsdean, Atakatha, and... Gwendolyn mixed into the coalition forces. They have been lurking beside the old emperor of the empire for many years. , In the holy war as a royal knight to protect the princess...presumably you already know who they are."
"His Royal Highness... is..."
Brando only felt that his mind was buzzing, and several important clues were like lightning in the night, and bright electric lights were drawn in his thoughts. In the darkness, the truth seemed to have surfaced.
"You guessed it right, she is called Constance, the flower of the princess, the jewel of the emperor's palm."