Vol 6 Chapter 467

Brando flew towards Minthai along the Guls River valley, at the foot of which was the vast western forest of Shavrund. From the air, the dark and dark woods of winter were mixed with dazzling white covered with snow, like a silver being covered by silver. The world shrouded in clothing. Alas, this forest is not an inaccessible place. It is actually a main road connecting Mintai, Horta, Paris, Shavrund, and Fir Neck. The forest is dotted with scattered manors. With the village, occasionally you can see the hunter's hut in the forest, but at this time most of them are nowhere, and the atmosphere of war condenses over Toniger.

Seeing this scene, Brando's heart was quiet. The construction of the fir collar gathered the hard work of many people. It took several years for Antitina and Roman to make this place a barren land into a prosperous business. Where you go.

But compared to the hardships of construction, destruction often takes only a brief moment.

The aristocrats of Eruin, instead of not being able to guide the kingdom, became the source of hindering its progress. The Wang Dang in his memory no longer exists. His Royal Highness Princess hopes that people can regain the belief of the first emperor, but it is only a bubble in the end.

This is not all good, an Eruin returning to the world, its heroes, and even themselves, determine the fate of this kingdom's future tragedy.

This repeated experience tells him that everything in the original history is not accidental, that everyone in it, including himself, has promoted the course of history and put it on the road of no return afterwards.

But he was not angry.

In other words, cold feelings suppressed his anger. What he needed was no longer dissatisfaction but a thorough cleansing.

He understands that everyone can do a lot of things wrong, and he himself is no exception. Neither he nor Princess Griffin could decide all of this.

But since the nobles have chosen their own destiny.

Then they must have anticipated the end of failure.

At that moment Brando understood that an era had passed and that Eruin, whom he was familiar with, would be gone forever.

He fully unfolded his own network of laws. The power of the sages shrouded the heavens and the earth, which was an almost godlike breath. But it merges with the origin of this world and that is the power of being. It is the highest and the highest, but it is everywhere, it is impossible to detect, when everyone is searching for the ultimate power. I didn't know that I was already in it.

That is the power of the whole world.

The sky over the forest forms a large net that moves closer to the center in Brando's eyes. It is no longer composed of continuous space, but is one node after another. When he passes through these nodes, the scene on the ground seems to be automatic. Indent from far and near. To outsiders. It was like a point that continuously jumped forward in the sky, forming a straight silver line, as if a meteor crossed the sky and pointed towards the direction of Mintel Castle.

"Dad! Daddy! Watch the meteor!"

Deep in the forest, a teenager in wolf skin shouted excitedly at the sky. Behind him, the frowning middle-aged man gave him a violent shudder: "What meteor is there in the daytime, so hurry up!"

"But it's true!" Said the boy, aggrievedly covering his head.

The hunter looked up to the sky, and even on a gloomy snowy day, the sky above Mintai Forest was spotlessly clean. There was nothing in the air, and thick clouds were piled up in the sky. Only the big snowflakes splattered. He sighed: "In this cursed weather, hasn't Master Martha blinded, that good people suffer, and wicked people enjoy blessings. I thought Tonigel would have a moment of peace, and these **** nobles would have the last hope of us refugees Take it? "

"Well, those noble masters are most despicable. They dare to do these things when Lord Earl is absent. If they wait for Lord Earl to return, they will look good!" Said the boyishly.

His father didn't care.

It was just wishful thinking, the noble masters stood high and looked far away. Since they dared to take action, they must have had every confidence, maybe the Earl had already been fierce. Taking a step back 10,000 steps, even the noble masters lost. It is nothing more than to be punished and to pay money for atonement. The king will also have to rule his country. If His Royal Highness had killed all these people, who would kill her?

Is talent selected from civilians? Hey, what talents come from civilians, not even big letters. He didn't even believe that he could stand up to those noble men, let alone run the country. The nobles were stunned, what could the Earl do to change, and he alone could not challenge the entire aristocratic world of Eruin.

The older hunter has long passed the **** days, and there are some locals who look down on Tonigel. The locals brag their lords to their gods in order to gain a bit of poor vanity. He has seen many more. Where are the leaders in Braggs and Jean-dénell? Of course, the Lord Earl may have some great strengths, otherwise he would not be able to turn the tide in Ampelsel, but to say that the Cruzs bowed their heads and the silver people favored them would be a little bragging. At that time Marshal Darus failed to do such a thing, how could his offspring? It's really not as good as one generation.

The battle between the nobles was nothing more than a struggle for power. This time the nobles joined forces to deal with the Earl of Toniger, nothing more than that the Earl stood on the wrong team. He had heard that the Earl secretly coveted the beauty of His Royal Highness, secretly shaking his head, the hero was sad, but the beauty was not necessarily a hero, and even he could see that the royal court of Corcowa had already been shaken, the Earl of the unexpected Desperately desolate, really fainted so far.

He couldn't help shaking his head and hated that he was blind, but he would believe the ghosts of his fellow villagers and chose to move from Manowell to this place. It should have been seen that this place was right and wrong. He chose to go to the north of Viero in the beginning. If it weren't for the fearsome bone shelves would go north.

The resentment in his heart turned into a physical action, and he kicked on the half-size **** of his family in a bad mood, and took out the authority of his parents and scolded: "Less nonsense, hurry up and fall to those **** ones You look good in the rebels. "

According to common sense, usually when he goes on such a foot, the kid in his family should be honest. But he didn't expect that this time the teenager seemed stupid, he didn't know that he was hit on the bottom, and stood still still.

"What are you still thinking about?" Said the older hunter indignantly. "Waiting for death?"

Who knew that his son turned a deaf ear and looked straight ahead, as if he had lost his soul.

The older hunter grew up in the forest. Although he was more familiar with the mountain forests north of Manowell and Braggs, but from the earliest legends of dyeing mountain people, he naturally knew that there were some creepy places in the mountains besides prey. . In the north of Braggs, the forest there has been thoroughly developed for the locals for thousands of years, and even the most remote places have hunter's cabins. Even so, there are occasional rumors that hunters run into strange things and disappear every year. Several people, not to mention a backcountry like Tonigel.

Suddenly he felt that his cold hair was standing up. He reached out to his son subconsciously, grabbed his shoulder and pulled back, and shouted, "What are you looking at, get me back quickly!" I looked in that direction.

From this perspective, the father and son stood on the spot.

In the hall of the tree, there was a panic and busy scene, and the screams of the light spirits were rising and falling.

"The energy recursed to 86 ... 77 ... 65 ... 40 ... 33 ... 11%, the transition was over, and re-realization began, and Valhalla began to take root and recalculate the coordinates ..."

"Valhalla, watch out for someone!" Monica suddenly screamed.

"Ah ..." a little panic exclaimed.

"The Oldham Fortress area has re-entered the state of blurring, fast! Recalculate the root coordinates of the seventh and eighth root system!"

"After the re-blurring is completed, the magic power is exceeded, and it enters the warning area, warning that the seventh group of magic engines is overheating!"

The light spirits screamed in panic: "That is the prototype provided by Miss Antitina, and if we break it, we will be dead!"

"We are dead!"

"Let's run!"

"Shut up, you idiots!" Monica was fed up with her non-brained companions: "It's not about this now!"

"Fill in the coolant!" She shouted.

"After the cooling fluid is injected, the temperature begins to fall, and the magic is expected to run out in 20 seconds. The countdown begins, and the 20th, 19th, 10th, 9th, and 8th root systems have taken root. Finished, disconnect the magic output ... "

"The Valhalla transition is complete, the cooling has begun and the recharge is expected to be completed in fifteen minutes."

The tall girl in white finished the report in a bland tone, but her face was a little reddish. Obviously, the previous thrilling scene was not completely shockless for her. Then she closed her eyes and searched the entire fortress's condition. After confirming that it was correct, she said, "The fortress is in good condition and there are no abnormalities."

Monica slumped in front of the console under the crystal tower like a puddle of mud, and other light spirits in the hall also made a 'Oh' sound of congratulation, and then one after another, like drunken flies. Crooked to the ground, the look of the rest of the life after the disaster.

... (To be continued.) :. 34.176.210sf0916