Liquid metal, like pure gold, flows on Brando's palm and changes its shape. It contains a substance similar to light. The milky white light overflows with the flow of liquid, like a magnificent jewel of light.
Brando stared at this beautiful thing intently-this is the complete form when the rule fragments are activated. It is a collection of Vaughan's Law, a part or fragment of the Tiamat code, and the product closest to the origin of the world, the highest He had never been in contact with this kind of thing in the previous life. At this moment, he could not help but be full of admiration. Aside from the connotation of this thing, in terms of its own perfection, it is also Warend’s. The most beautiful thing.
At the same moment when the magic power was injected into the rule fragments to inspire it, Brando understood the use of this thing. The main function of the rule fragments is to construct the rules. This is also its main body—the power of the Tiamat Code. Job. As we all know, the world of Vaughan is a chaos. There is no day and night change, no seasonal cycle. There may be rainfall, snow, and thunder and lightning. The laws formulated gave the most basic rules of the world—the rising sun, the shining stars, the wind, rain and dew, and even the lightning and thunder. Therefore, intelligent creatures can thrive and grow on the land blessed by the goddess.
And when he got the rule fragments, Brando naturally understood the fact that the grace of the goddess Martha—the law of Tiamat no longer exists in this world. The meteor shower that mortals saw before the eternal night, This is the scene where this huge law collapses and falls to the ground; but even if it collapses, the fragments of Tiamat still shelter the world. They seem to be automatically activated by a mysterious power, guarding the different areas where they fell.
Is this the so-called Martha’s deepest love for the people on the earth? Brando felt the warmth in response from the fragments of the rules in his hand, and his heart was slightly touched. The feeling was like a mother for her children. She has no choice but to leave, but she does not let go of her children in this world.
Martha wrote the last rule in Tiamat's code, which is to give Warend’s creatures a last chance when everything is irreversible. However, the whole world is divided, but it is an unchangeable fact—
Brando opened his palm, and the light group began to rise slowly. He issued an order to let the rule fragments regain his power, spreading all over Fatan Harbor, from the Golden Needle Forest to the Livia Valley, from the Silver Valley Bay to Oveshin, and even the laws of the entire south of East Metz, melted like ice and snow.
In Fatan Port, the dawn of thousands of feet just emerged from the sea and was swallowed by darkness in a blink of an eye. The residents in the port experienced the spectacle from early morning to evening, and there was a layer of burnt gold on the sea; above the airport , Delphine, Ouni, and Marjorie witnessed the collapse of the clouds in the depths of the High Inland Sea. The sky curtain seemed to have become a black hole that swallowed everything. Above the dark and non-light curtain, there were gleaming stars, but That is not the light of stars, but the floating light and reflection of the sea of magic.
The twelve moons appeared on the surface of the sea.
In the Livia Valley, a group of mountain people have lived on this land leading to the Valachian Mountains for generations. The mountain people have erected countless strange wooden sculptures in the forest. It is said that those dark wooden sculptures are carved with ghosts and monsters. The heroic spirits guarding their ancestors among the mountains, and at this moment, the mountain people knelt on the ground in horror, and patches of dim shadows were passing through the forest. Those gray and white seemed to come from countless ages ago. The figure of them, passing by the dark wood carvings, silently, walked towards the depths of the forest.
In Oveshin, a cold wind from the Alkhash mountains passed from northwest to southeast. Everything it passed through was withered, as if winter had come early, but in an instant, the ground was covered with hoarfrost. , The town guard stationed at the head of Oveshin witnessed this marvelous scene with his own eyes. An icy wind roared from the northwest of the port. It blew over the port, and there was a creak in the direction of the pier. The glass cracked at the same time, and then the entire sea began to freeze. The ice surface expanded rapidly in the direction of the harbor, and squeezed the sailboats moored in the harbor. They jumped off the boat in a panic and escaped.
In the castle not far from the port, a series of ice ridges hung on the stone-hole window. Behind the stone-hole window, Duke Ambnar watched this scene indifferently. His gray-blue eyes showed no trace of emotion. Putting his right hand wearing a deerskin glove out of the window, he wiped off the ice cones and watched the cracked ice fall down with a crisp sound.
Outside the window, the sunny sky of the entire south of East Metz is dimming layers, turning from light blue to dark blue, then turning into a suffocating purple, and finally deep black, dull and dark, like the sky above. A thick shroud was put on.
As the light changed, the candlelight in the room became more and more shining, and the duke’s thin face showed a deep outline under the intertwined light and shade of light and shade, and the shoulders of a military uniform were piled up sometime. After the snowflakes floating in from the window, he turned around, holding a bone stick in his left hand-this bone stick is very peculiar, it does not look like a human bone or any familiar animal bones. The stick is dark red, covered with scaly patterns, and on the top is a huge claw with a skull clasped tightly—this skull is not a human bone, it is one size smaller than a human skull, and the bones are pitch black. , There are three eyes, in fact, this is the skull of a scorched prison demon.
The Duke of Ambnar holding a bone cane, while shaking off the snow on his body, said to the Lord of Oveshin, the Lord Brill in the house: "It seems that Her Majesty did not deceive us. This world is no longer the world we know. , The surface is calm and the waves are gestating a deep disaster. Before that, who could have thought that what the undead banshee said turned out to be true. It seems that she has succeeded, and let our undead army set off."
Earl Brill is a funny middle-aged man. He and Duke Ambonar have a very deep personal relationship. Hearing these words, even under the terrible sight before him, he couldn’t help but jokingly said: "You can control this now. This situation is called calm and calm, my old friend, I am afraid that the entire empire will not find anyone more calm and calm than you."
But he still shook his head, looked at the bone staff in the hands of Duke Ambnar and said: "But I still don't believe in the undead of Madara, they are not the same as us, old man, you really believe that they are so kind. And the point is that if we get together with the undead of Madara, we will leave a bad reputation, and the other temples may unite against us."
"This is your majesty's will." Duke Ambnar replied silently, taking off his gloves and placing his right index finger on the top of the bone stick.
Two red lights lit up from the dark skulls.
Silver Bay Coast—
This place has long been shrouded by the howling icy wind, the original sunny scene of the southern coast of East Metz has disappeared, and even the vast sea has formed a thick layer of ice, the waves are frozen at the last moment, the cambium Layers of glaciers resembling mountain peaks, looking south along the frosty coast, a gray-blue frost plain is formed at the end of the field of vision.
The freezing icy wind was mixed with snowflakes in the sky, and palm-sized snowflakes fell from mid-air one after another, and soon formed a foot-deep snow on the ground. The sky and the earth were white, as if all vitality was concealed.
But under the snow layer, some existences that shouldn't belong to this world are awakening.
With a muffled sound, an undead shrouded in a tattered black cloak suddenly crawled out from under the snow. The red light of two soul fires under its dark cloak was particularly eye-catching. As soon as it came to the ground, The undead immediately raised the bone stick in his hand, and saw that a forest of withered bones rose up in the snow. It was a piece of skeleton soldiers. The undead shook off the snow from their bodies one by one. Climbing out of the snow, it seemed that in an instant, an army filled with death breath appeared in this world out of thin air.
In Wayne, Oveshin’s main road to Fatan, countless similar scenes are being repeated.
A head of the White Legion’s earth travel dragons rushed in the snowy night. On their saddles sat a black-robed necromancer—or a corpse witch, accompanied by more than a dozen White Legion’s knights or soldiers, holding them in their hands. With the fake of the bone stick in the hands of Duke Ambnar, he led an army of undead in the night.
And every undead army has only one destination.
That is Fattan Port.
But in the Golden Needle Forest, it is another scene.
The bone staff in the hand of the decaying knight Crot is also emitting a red light, but at this moment it has no intention of paying attention to the changes in the bone staff in his hand, because the sky above the forest is showing a more spectacular scene at this moment.
The brilliance of the entire world seems to be contained in the ball of light in mid-air. Hundreds of millions of golden law lines fly from the sky in all directions and converge here, and the ball of light hanging above the forest is like a great A small eternal sun is rising from the forest canopy.
This valley and forest are bathed in dazzling light, and even the forest has become silvery white.
All the people who witnessed this scene—not only Crotte, but even the young people under Uta, were stunned. They looked in awe at Brando, who held up the ball of light with one hand, and were inexplicably shocked, especially Crotte himself. This decadent knight looked at Brando suspiciously at this moment, as a feeling of the power of life. The more sensitive undead can feel the strong life force emanating from that light ball more clearly than any other person. The power is almost infinite, and only one ten-thousandth of it can be used to— No, not only it, but even the undead army that it controls is reduced to ashes.
It doesn't know how Brando mastered this terrible power, but there is no doubt that this young lord from Eruin has already been listed by it as one of those people that it absolutely cannot offend.
To say that it may have some other thoughts in its mind before, at this moment, only the idea of willingly serving Brando is left.
Thinking of this, the dark noble from Madara couldn't help but bend down more respectfully.
And in the skeletal carriage behind the undead army, Uta in the canopy finally discovered the abnormality outside the carriage. The head of the mercenary was in silence after listening to Mel’s words. She remembered why she joined What came to this small group-by no means had the ambition of the young man in front of him, perhaps just for self-preservation, and later added a little appreciation for Brando, as well as respect and gratitude for his grandfather.
As for the farther ones, she didn't think too much. In fact, since her sister died, she seldom thinks about the unrealistic things.
But after this battle, she found that everything seemed a little different...
She could not say where this difference came from, but seeing the saber firmly inserted in her sheath, the emblem of the white lion on the hilt, and the coat of arms on her breastplate, everything seemed There was an answer vaguely.
At this time, a strong brilliance suddenly appeared outside the carriage, and Uta was taken aback for a moment, and couldn't help looking in that direction: "What is this place, what's wrong outside?"
"This is still the Golden Needle Forest. We are heading towards the coast of Silver Bay, big sister," Crewe replied, "As for what happened outside, I'm afraid you have to ask the lord."
Uta frowned, but did not go out immediately, but asked, "How long have I been in a coma?"
"It didn't take long for you, my lord, to be seriously injured, but you recovered fairly quickly under the influence of holy water. It has only been seven or eight hours from yesterday to now." Mel replied.
"Seven or eight hours, it should be early in the morning?" Uta was slightly startled: "But how did I feel like it was dusk just now, I thought I had been in a coma all day?"
"The same can be said," Crewe said again: "According to Lord Lord, from now on, normal human time is meaningless to us."
Before Uta could understand the meaning of this sentence, she felt the light from outside, and then she heard Brando’s voice saying outside the carriage: “He’s right. From now on, in the East Metz area. , Day and night, and even time itself is meaningless. You may see some weird things later, but don’t care. I suggest that you better adapt to this situation before preparing for battle."
"Lord Lord?" Uta asked confusedly: "What does this mean?"
"It's not interesting," Brando replied, "You just need to know that, a long, long time ago, we called the world like this now, the world of Yongye."
"Here, Martha's Law no longer applies—"