Vol 6 Chapter 77

Brando watched this scene quietly. The light of the falling meteor paled his cheeks. Harangia, the sword of the earth, and Odysseus, the blade of the golden flame, were clenched in his left and right hands, respectively. Drooping, a gold thread extended from the sword to the sword tip, shining slightly.

The two men and one dragon are distributed in a huge equilateral triangle outside the elemental territory. The dragon queen Gwendolyn seems to be flowing with golden lava, burning, staring at the Twilight Dragon 'Roman'. Of the three, only the business lady was the best performer. She stretched out her hand and gently waved it behind her head. The fair white wrists shone brightly under the light of the shooting star, and her curled hair spread out behind her head. Hair, a trace of a trace, as if the edges reflected golden light.

She looked at them with a smile. There was a slowly swirling black vortex in her eyes, and a little dark red light flashed at the deepest point.

The light was not flashing with cruel, cruel colors, and some just dismissed it, as a matter of course, as if looking at two children who could not do anything about it.

give up

Brando never thought about it.

He is looking for opportunities, and there are still opportunities, it must be so. Odin had long known about the shepherd's plan, but let go and did not stop it. Few people in this world can be more wise than him.

He must know what else and what was left.

"And what have I neglected ..."

Odin, Traciman, Witch, and Tumen, shadows flashed into Brando's mind, as if silhouettes were chaotic. But it gave him a hint of inspiration.

Fool.

By the way, fool.

Odin's commitment to the crystal, what Odin promised to the dragons, why the fool's inheritance is Tiamat, the dragon of war, and Alvers, the dragon of fury. And ... crystal?

The blade of Jin Yan buzzed and trembled in his hands, and an indomitable will rested in the dark blade, which was waking up a little at the moment, resonating with the burning indomitable soul in his heart.

Suddenly a bit of light shines deep into the universe.

That light is so faint that it is hardly worth mentioning in this vast space.

Prometheus dropped the tinder on the dark earth, and a gold thread extended from the flame, which separated the flame straight.

Like a polyline of fate. Deeply engraved in Brando's eyes.

There is a great breath in the space. Mild, generous, and solemn, it is like a voice, which states in ancient history:

"My dependents, my people"

The gold thread passed under the dragon Queen Gwendolyn.

"Roar!"

The queen Gwendolyn immediately raised her neck, opened her wings, and made a howl. Brando saw a golden line appear on the body of the latter. The golden lines stretched out, distributed between her thick scales, the same direction as the texture of her muscles, buried line by line, beautiful and unusual.

Gwendolyn's long howling sound was not painful, only a sense of happiness and strength. When she opened her bright golden eyes again, the scales on her body had been replaced by golden dragon scales, and her claws swept forward.

The 'squeak' claws collided with the invisible barrier opened at dusk, pulling out five bright golden sparks.

‘Roman’ finally looked startled.

Then she reacted, shocked, "Damn. Crystal, you use the means again."

The nodes on the tiamat network suddenly became shining, and one of them lighted up, a total of seventeen bright stars, which were tied into the constellation of the crystal of the dragon of wisdom. With the claws of the dragon, seventeen stars A hot beam of light was emitted from each of them, illuminating the merchant lady in midair.

What a blow.

Even if it's several miles apart. Brando can also feel the unbearable heat, and his physical attributes are already sages, and it is only a step away from a perfect body.

It is conceivable that any of these seventeen beams, hitting Vond, can instantly vaporize everything in thousands of miles, completely turning a kingdom into scorched earth. The so-called sage's earth-shattering blow was too weak to be worth mentioning.

Brando remembered the divine punishment recorded in the myth at that moment. In fact, the archangel Eloma had demonstrated such a power. She borrowed the power of the Holy Sword, which was less powerful than this. many.

But when I think about that scene, I always feel familiar.

"This is the Holy Power ..."

Brando responded.

The Holy One.

Queen Gwendolyn turned out to be the Holy One.

His body responded faster than his brain. When the seventeen stars representing the dragon of wisdom lighted up, 'Roman' turned his attention to her. She stood in the void and stretched out the verdant forefinger in that direction. Dozens of black vortices appeared in front of her, and the next moment, with the terrible high temperature beams hit the center of these vortices, and then held up with them. At this moment, Brando's heart flashed like an electric light. As if he didn't need any thinking, he shot a bright pillar of fire above the blade of Odysseus in the right hand, from top left to bottom right, a sword toward dusk. Beheaded.

This sword.

No thoughts, no worries, as if there is no front and no back, both here and here, Brando feels like he is in a world that is slow and fast, watching the tip of the sword in his hand, in Draw a gold line in front of yourself.

The anger was burning in his heart, but the sword-holding hand was not shaken, and the sea of ​​mind was calm. At that moment, the universe revealed all secrets before him.

Lines are intertwined with each other, with tiamat, elemental barriers, and the Voynd continent. Even the azure ocean and convolutional clouds in the atmosphere are all composed of line segments.

Lines of different colors describe different laws. The sun rises and sunsets, the tide ebbs and flows, the trade winds go up and down, the mountains and rivers rise and fall, all things multiply, and the fire of civilization shines. Everything is under the arrangement of the rules of everything and everything .

This is the sword of the realm.

Brando knew at that moment that he had once again touched the threshold of the realm, and even knew that it was only a short-lived one, but it foreshadowed that his future path had been paved, and there was only one smooth road from the extreme to the sage.

The mystery of the law is like a large book spread out before him.

It was a golden crescent moon.

A bright, narrow light is drawn in the dark universe, and the laws of time and space are evading in front of them. This sword seems to have a logical difference. It is in any space at any time. s position.

Brando can completely think that this is the only sword in the world. In this era of Warnde, no swordsman can take it. Even in "Sword of Amber", he can escape a lifetime in front of it. Players, no more than twenty.

It's not just because it's a sword in the realm of sages.

It's also because it's Audephis.

It's a pity that Brando was facing dusk.

It was Vond's chaotic will.

"Roman" fought against the attack of the dragon Queen with one hand, flicked his back with his right hand, and five fingers drawn a line in the void, and a sword light exactly the same as this round of golden meniscus was produced.

But it was dark, like the thirteenth black moon that fell.

Dusk was annoyed by the backhand left by the Dragon of Wisdom, so there was no mercy on her part. What she wanted was to get rid of this trouble as soon as possible. However, it was at this moment that three vines were suddenly out of nothing in the void. The near place grows abruptly, crackling around her snowy white wrists.

'Roman' didn't care, because the owner of this vine was really poor. Except for the slight concealment of this hidden effort, she did not expect that a person of such humble strength could be hidden so close to herself. Place without letting myself find it.

But the next moment, her face changed.

The tiamat's network is changing shape, and the nodes above are transposing each other. From a distance, it looks like a precision machine. The gears on the machine are slowly turning, and the teeth merge with each other to change the shape.

The distance between these nodes is so far from each other that every time they change their orientation, the shape formed sweeps across the thousands of miles below the Voynde continent.

If you look up at this moment on Vond, it must be a spectacular scene.

But unfortunately, no one at the moment had the mood to watch.

Twenty-four nodes form the constellation of the dragon of war in tiamat's network.

'Roman' immediately felt the vines wrapped around her hands changed, and she watched the lines of the law emerge from the space, then wrapped around her wrists, pulling her hand back .

Such an attack naturally could not cause any harm to her, but let the dark sword light go a little, interlaced with Brando's golden sword light, and forever cut into tiamat's network.

A series of explosions quickly occurred in tiamat's network, and everyone's eyes couldn't help narrowing their eyes. Shock waves from the explosion swept through, many flash nodes detached from the network, and shattered and fell to the land below Warnde.

Brando was out of date with that dark sword light staggering with himself. Although it was several miles away, a long mouth was opened directly on the side of the neck, arms and waist, and blood was sprayed out immediately. , Forming a blood path in mid-air.

He couldn't control that much at the moment. He recognized that the one who had interfered with 'dusk' came to Andesa.

"Mr. Brando, the shepherd is not useless," Andersa gnashed his teeth and grabbed the vine, his eyes seemed to spit fire, and he yelled at him: "We will succeed!"

"Be careful……"

Brando wanted to shout at the woman.

…… (To be continued.)