Vol 4 Chapter 120

Name:The Amber Sword Author:Fei Yan
"Brando, do you notice it?"

The thin silhouette of the hunter girl was walking along the cliff in front, crumbling. She said that she saw her younger brother in a dream across a blade-like steep ice wall, the wind was cold, and the surrounding environment was like hundreds. Hall of mazes composed of thousands of ice prisms.

The crowd marched through the ice cave filled with ancient corpses, and it was exactly this scene that appeared before them:

The underground glaciers seemed to be cut off suddenly, and the entire section appeared in front. The section extended from the ground to the surface on the nearly thousand feet, forming a cliff-like abyss. Standing on the edge of the ice section, it looked gray. The cold wind roars down the bottomless abyss, and the north wind is screaming from hundreds of feet away with the magic of disorder, and a vast, white spectre of ghosts.

It's like the winter foal driving for the north wind goddess Jupiter in the myth, or an ice-blue stream, like a river, running endlessly.

This scene, as described by Peia, couldn't help it when everyone came here.

Seeking answers using dreams sounds incredible. Although the witches firmly believe that dreams herald reality, most people think that this is absurd, even Veronica, who supports Brando, cannot help but think of this young lord. Some thoughts are too taken for granted, Laurenna and Shi Duo even have a little doubt.

The imperial eldest son of the empire made no comment about it, as if that cold look was his mark.

And the only ones who supported Brando were the witches and Feralas, except for those who first followed him, such as Qian and Metisha, who believed in his decisions.

As for the latter. No need to ask, our knight is willing to believe everyone he sees pleasingly, no matter how ridiculous the reason for believing.

But Brando himself had a premonition in his heart, and in fact he had been under the illusion since this whole day that something was guiding them.

He remembered his weird dream more than once, and the eyes behind him who could not find the cause.

"You mean the sound on the ice?"

Suddenly, a long-lost familiar voice sounded in his mind. Brando took a moment's notice and immediately responded: "Master Saint Osor. Are you awake?"

The sound of the ice layer has been following them since they passed through the crisscross crevices under the long ice layer, and the deep gurgling sound is hardly detectable from hundreds of feet away, if not the dark magic flows. Brando sometimes even thought it was an illusion.

But obviously he was not the only one in the team to notice this. Both Aloz and the Grey Sword Master were more alert.

Except for glacial worms, those who can move under the ice can only be things that are unclear. But glacial worms rarely travel between faults, and Brando knew this very well.

"Not referring to this. Some of the blood in your body is becoming restless, don't you notice it, little one." Saint Osor's voice was a little lazy, but soon he became serious, using her unique 'seriousness' "A slightly mocking tone" said: "You are not in a good state of mind right now, do you expect me to sleep in such a situation?"

"Not in a good state? What do you mean?"

Brando was a little puzzled. Since entering the Black Forest, the elf sister has had very little time to talk to him, and only occasionally discussed with him about the age of the Holy War. More often, he was still urging him to learn the sword and the lost knowledge of the mist elves. Today, she suddenly woke up and must have noticed something special.

"Confused, you are affected by that dream, something here is calling you. It is trying to affect your mind." Saint Osor replied solemnly.

Brando thought of the golden box like acupuncture. He calmed himself down and asked, "Master Saint Osor, did you notice anything?"

"I think it's that thing, I don't know if you should have good luck or bad luck." The elf sister Sigh sighed.

Brando froze slightly.

"At that time we drove a Miner to the south, chasing them from the plains north of Eruin to the southern border that was still covered by the Black Forest. After the Dark Dragon was sealed, they stole one of the seals from Yasu , Want to enter the ring of trade winds to collect another seal, we and the silver elves chase them so far, we thought that they fled from the direction of Butch into Madara, forming the descendants of the Miner there today. I did not expect They were divided in two, and part of them went through the frosted forest and sailed eastward— "

"Wait," Brando was horrified, and he suddenly stopped the words of the great mist elf sage in his heart and asked: "You said they stole one of the seals from Yasu and wanted to enter The ring of trade winds gathers another seal, wouldn't you say it's a gray gem? "

"What else is there?" Saint Osor's voice became a little irritated, and it seemed that the chase was not very smooth.

Brando understood something in an instant, and once again in his mind the golden box dropped by the Miner in the Great Rift, raised his head and glanced at the cliff that was as smooth as a mirror, with a strange face.

"understood?"

"I see, but I don't understand why they didn't take that seal, took it to the boat, and why they left it here." Brando asked in his heart.

He was faintly looking forward, if the first seal of the Dark Dragon had brought him endless benefits, the fanaticism brought by the fool's talent is now almost one of his biggest killers, let alone the witch's Allegiance.

Although St. Osor's words did not sound so happy, Brando understood her mood, and no matter what she said, the elf sage probably worried that the Dark Dragon would rise again.

Brando is not without such worries, but he sees this power more as a kind of data in the game. The white and black words written on the character panel are really difficult to make people feel dangerous; at least until now. So far, this world has always involved the game for Brando. Hardly anything unexpected happened, so he had reason to believe that this inexplicable character panel would not pit him on this issue.

Unless this horrible 'system' is itself a ghost from the Dark Dragon.

But this is unlikely, because Odin is nothing more than a travelling mage. Brando actually had a hunch in his mind. The authority of this 'system' was much higher than that of the travelling mage, because this 'system' could perfectly accommodate the travelling mage. As a modern person, he had never heard of any low-level system. Can be fully inclusive of advanced systems. This is illogical.

Saint Osor 'looked' at him in his thinking world, and Brando's eyes appeared about the arms of his elder sister-she clearly saw at a glance what Brando was thinking, But as always. The sage master did not blame Brando for disapproving of his thoughts, but only showed a proud look and replied, "Who knows, maybe they can't take it. You have to know that they have our forest brigade and The dragon king cavalry of the silver elves, with the seal of the dark dragon, they want the gods to leave this land unconsciously, which is a bit too delusional. "

Brando is skeptical of the elf sister, if the mist elves and silver elves are so powerful, the Miner may not be able to pass the lion checkpoint on the border between Eruin and Cruz-of course, at that time, there is no Luin's kingdom exists, but Lions Gate has been established since the first battle.

However, he did not wisely entangle this issue, and it was impolite to offend an elf lady. It would be unwise to offend a woman of outstanding strength and age. He decisively skipped the question and asked, "Master Sage, you mean that gray gem is not far from us. Can we find a way to get it back?"

"Do you really want to get it back?" St. Osor glanced at him again.

"Of course, I need strength now. Lord Saint Osor, you understand. I will handle it carefully, please rest assured." Brando replied.

The elf elder sister suddenly smiled: "What are you worried about, little guy, I haven't said you can't find it, rather than let you absorb the seal. It's better than falling into the hands of those with ulterior motives. Now, Odin also recognizes you, isn't there a lot of people who can make that proud man look, and I still don't understand that he thinks of you. "

Saint Osor thought for a moment, and nodded with his hand on his chin: "It still seems that I have too much vision."

"So?" Brando was a little excited, as if the sense of depression that had been monitored throughout the day was swept away now.

"Don't be too happy, little one," Saint Osor sneered. "You want to know where that thing is? It doesn't have to be, it's not far from you, and it's getting closer."

"Getting closer?" Brando frowned.

"The leader of that Miner is called Sebers Ansel. You may not have heard his name, but in our time, he was a very famous guy. The Cruzs called him the last frost. Guard, meaning that after him there is no better Frost Knight than him-- "

St. Osor suddenly said in a gossip: "If he is not murdered or usurped, the gray gem should be kept by him. The Frost Knight will make an oath, and once they take an oath, they will always guard their promise , From life to death— "

"You see what I mean?"

Brando stared dumbfounded at the elegant elf lady ‘before’. The sage's eyes, as deep as the starry sky, were sparkling at the moment, twinkling little girls waiting for a playful sly light.

What an international joke, how could he not recognize Cybos? Ansu, the leader of the Black Raven clan of Minle, and the last Lord of the Frost Knights, in the end of the battle alone guarded the winter howl mouth and let Cruz the entire White Wolf Legion A man who didn't dare to go in and became a laughing stock ever since.

The mountain people are still chanting his individual figure riding on the mountain pass as if independent from the world. The lone wolf painted on the red slate is his personal glory.

Such a hero who only appeared in legends and epics, now seeing the meaning of Saint Osor, seems to be preparing to trouble them?

What a joke, this guy's opponents at the time were such characters as the King of Flames, Saint-Osor after the Wind, Archbishop Faen Zan and the crown of mountains and rivers Ellanta.

What is he Brando?

But Brando suddenly turned back strangely, and Saint Osor's voice had just fallen, and a creaking noise came from everyone's head. Grey Sword Saint Mephisto, Aloz, Veronica raised their heads at the same time, they only saw a visible crack in the center of the ice layer above their heads was moving forward at a rapid speed.

"Be careful, Paya!"

Laurent called out suddenly.

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