Vol 3 Chapter 128

Act Twelfth Tide

The dramatic changes that took place in the Ring of Trade Wind that afternoon shook the entire Green Tower.

But upheaval is not necessarily a good thing-

The druid's parliament was tense almost overnight, and the small town became undercurrent. On the same day and night, mysterious guests from the Cruz Empire envoy visited the temples of Eruin and Yan, respectively. The hotel where the personnel settled-and in private, some gossip news began to circulate.

A source pointed out that the large-scale magical reaction that took place in Chablis a year ago should at least also come from the wakefulness of a holy sword that has existed in mythology. One is Eke ’s Lionheart sword. The Luin had mastered how to enter the ring of trade winds to seize the Holy Sword.

But there is also news that the secret is in the hands of a young Eruin who had a serious conflict with the Cruz Empire in the afternoon and was finally rescued by the druids.

The second message aroused the interest of snoopers. The powerful Cruz empire suffered a dark loss in the hands of a druid because of an Eruan. The subtext between them was enough to cause any good person to guess.

At the same time, a lion's mercenary group from the wild mountain area heard the news. Among the myths circulating in their hometown, the sword of the earth, which was fought for the lion's empire and the dwarves, reappeared in the world. And witnesses fell into the hands of a young man.

Another claim states that the Cruz Empire had had such a clash with the young man in order to capture the sword of the earth.

More news spread quickly among the bars, and there were even ridiculous lies claiming that Eruin had taken up the power of the Templar. In short, all kinds of rumors spread like wings, and the truth was false. Maybe not for everyone.

But sometimes a conspiracy does not require you to really believe it, because people are always willing to consciously pass on those weird messages.

Overnight, however, the Green Tower became perturbed by the drastic changes in the ring of trade winds.

Brando didn't know that everything around was changing quietly, because he had left the town area of ​​Green Tower as soon as the ring of trade winds changed, and was accompanied by two Archdruids. Dead wood parliament.

The Deadwood Council now has the exact information-

The ring of trade winds has undergone a drastic change, and a cloud passageway with a width of several tens of kilometers has been opened on the periphery of the cloud wall.

But no one knows what is happening in the middle of the mountain. Since the clouds have receded, the depths of the Karanga Mountains have become a very dangerous area, and the monster activities in the fog have become frequent.

In fact, the druids have lost several observation points so far.

The front line is losing ground.

The situation seems to be getting tense.

At least hundreds of elder druids gathered on the square dedicated to the goddess of Niya, and the branches near and far were filled with members of the outer ring that turned into gray crows. The rain is full of tension in the building.

Be the best.

Brando lifted his head and glanced at the green tower, which had turned into a dark red sky in the evening. Countless raven was flying high around six old trees, covering almost half of the sky densely.

Looking at it from this direction, more druids are clinging up along the vine road between the ancient trees wearing grass blade capes, and they almost constitute a spreading green dragon.

Yes--

Thousands of druids are coming from similar settlements in the Black Forest near the Green Tower, and naturally have given everyone a warning, then the war is on.

Success or failure seems to be here.

Hundreds of years later, the druids at Tonigger's southern border came out for the first time.

"everyone--!"

"The monsters seem to be coming out of the nest," the voice of an elder Druid sounded like lightning and thunder in the storm, he reported loudly: "Our frontier brothers and sisters can't stop their attacks and are shrinking the line . "

"I look at it from the sky. The monster in the forest is like a black ocean. The black margins are pouring down along the woodland. It has flooded the thorns, the wall of roses, and the ring of storms." Another druid flew down from the tree, changing from a gray crow into a humanoid, said loudly.

"We launched a counterattack immediately!"

"You must stop these monsters!"

"They will destroy all frontier observatories, and our hundreds of years of hard work in the Black Forest will be ruined once!" Such a roar rang among the druids.

The elder knocked on the ground with a wooden staff, and the crisp collision sound calmed down the somewhat chaotic scene:

"How many monsters are there?" The old man asked.

"Countless." The Druid replied at first.

countless.

Brando was standing behind the elder Druid behind the elder. No one noticed the presence of this outsider for a while, and at this moment he looked away from the evening sky as red as blood, and then looked down. Under the green tower, the stars are lit in the lighted town area.

The mid-air town area seems so far away from the Dead Wood Council, leaving only a bright fire. He certainly didn't know what was going on there, but that Druid's answer evoked a hint of memory.

countless.

Brando raised his eyelids slightly, and saw a leaf falling from the top of his head. He reached out to catch the leaf, then turned his palm, watching the leaves drift slowly into the night.

Drifting into the endless black abyss.

"Master Lord," the Great Raven Druid saw the young lord's movements and couldn't help but be dissatisfied with his absent-mindedness: "What is the current change in the ring of trade winds, what do you think?"

"Can you ask me?" Brando looked up, looking at each other.

At this time, the elder also happened to hear the conversation between the two. He thought for a moment, stepped back with one hand and holding his cane, and nodded slightly to Brando: "Please--"

There was a silence in the scene, as if someone had noticed a human being present at this time.

"Who is that young man?"

"It seems to be a guest of Parliament."

"But he is just a human."

"It seems to be relatives of Lord Funia."

"So it is." There was a whisper in the druid.

But what is he doing here?

Brando did not resign to the elder's gesture. Instead, he stepped forward, looked up at the elder Druid who had been reporting, and asked, "Where did the monster come from?"

The elder Druid froze. "In the mist."

"A steady stream?"

"Continuous."

"Can't count?"

"Can't count." The other person froze for a moment, wondering why Brando asked that.

"Magic Tide," Brando replied with certainty, the memories seem to coincide, and the experience of both time and space is here:

"As the moon rises, the first tide of monsters will last for seven long nights. The withering means the withering of life, and the wolf roars and runs wildly under the moon, as if foreshadowing the disaster, so the first disaster of civilization is The woe. "

"This is wolf woe," Brando replied, "the monster you see is the black wolf."

Woe wolf.

The druids changed their faces, and there was a lot of discussion. The wolf woe is a turbulent disaster that prophesied the world. How could it be related to the change of the ring of trade winds?

"The variants of the Ring of Trade Winds have been linked to the Great Demon Tide. The wolf disaster is just the beginning, but the beginning is just as deadly. The monster wave will soon pass here and sweep the entire Trade Wind Ring."

"Then they will lie dormant until the tide of magic finally comes, and come again, bringing destruction to the world."

Brando said so well, his thoughts seemed to return to the exciting age in the game-the great tide brought the beginning of turbulence, the ancient empire was crumbling, and the fire of civilization disappeared like a candle in the wind. .

This is the core of Chapter Two, War and Chaos.

However, a star-like hero emerged from Warnde, lighting the stars and burning the earth, and he seemed to see a banner moving forward in the firelight-Valkyrie Freya, Duke of Aranga, Wolf Wolf , King of Fury, Kainan, heroes of different nationalities in different eras appeared one after another, they led players and their people to break through the darkness together in the dark.

However, the long sword plowed open the blood-soaked land, the flames burned the pale thorns, and a blood-filled battle. It seemed as if the chest had not yet wiped out a trace of warmth, but the remaining temperature was still there, and civilization could stand.

Brando felt the glory of the past, the woe that happened in the twilight roaring year.

And this is the wolf disaster that occurred at the beginning of the Year of the Sword. The creatures lingering in the shadow will soon be swept away from the Black Forest, where it will destroy all order.

Brando hadn't experienced the war at first, but he knew someone had experienced it and he felt the same.

Then the young lord turned his head and said calmly, "Which direction are they?"

no one knows.

But after a silence, a gray crow fell from the sky. He landed in the center of the square and turned into a young druid. The young druid looked at everyone and said solemnly:

"The tide of monsters swept across the Wall of Roses, changed direction, and came towards the Green Tower."

His voice echoed across the square.

The druids were silent.

This time everyone was aware of the seriousness of the problem.

"Is there any way?" The elder asked.

"Ensure that the flames of the Green Tower cannot be extinguished and that as many flames as possible exist," Brando replied. "Besides that, I have to enter the center of the Trade Wind Circle once."

"This time?" Gray Raven glanced at him.

"Seven long nights, you will face the darkest side of the power of chaos. The sun no longer rises, it is for the night." Brando asked, "Did the Green Tower insist on that time?"

"This is the only way to light the flame of Valhalla," he continued.

Valhalla.

The druids suffocated slightly.

"Can you do that?" The elder looked at him and asked.

"I need someone to help," Brando replied.

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