MTL - The Amber Sword-v6 Chapter 524 Throne of Death I

Lights of thunder that do not belong to this season are flashing in the heavy clouds on the horizon, and they fall down one after another. Under the pale purple skyline, there is a vast wilderness plateau.

"They are coming!" Chaos was blowing the flag, and someone shouted in the wind. A small spot appeared on the horizon, followed by the second, the third, and more and more spots, gradually forming a glittering line. Like the rising tide, a thin waterline has appeared at the turn of the sea.

Then came the majestic sea.

On the uneven line, tall figures who have never seen before-the cluster masters. A projection of Leviathan's son-in-law appeared on the sky, and the tail of the whaling giant whale sank up and down in the clouds. After the clouds separated, a huge black hole sphere appeared, like an empty eye, watching this barren highland.

Everyone was quiet.

Suddenly the crowd automatically separated a way, Freya was wearing a white lion battle armor, accompanied by the knights and headed to the city. The sharp turbulence blew the mane on her collar, and the white lion's mane stood up, flying backwards; the girl's dark eyes reflected purple electric light, a bunch of bunches, as if lighting her Look.

The long hair fluttered in front of the snow-white forehead, and the softness in his eyes was a little more charming and gentle compared to the heroic horsewoman in the past. Everyone felt the change in temperament of their commander. Freya was like the wife of a newly-wed Yaner, holding the ring tightly and looking at the scene with her lips pursed.

A few kilometers away, the shudder of the earth had already passed.

The cold wind came from the plateau of Karasu, and it blew across the southern border along the Tosangkad forest. Everything was withered and frosted, and the world was snow-capped. Brando stood in the howling wind. The chaos seemed to bring the breath of the distant plateau, a touch of warm familiarity. He looked down at a strand of hair flying on his hand, with a ribbon on it. Saw it.

The Iraqi people have gone, but still retain their fragrance.

Outside the fir tree forest, the pine forest quietly fell snow, the cold wind swayed the branches, under the tall black pine, Haruze stood beside his sister, the rolled snowflakes drew his long cloak and fluttered, but the young man The king didn't say a word, his bright eyes stared at his teacher with crystal tears.

"Thousands of miles away, you have to say no more," Brando turned back, carefully closing the strands of hair tightly, and showing a smile: "Just here, after all, this war, we must step on each other Different battlefields. I don't want to say something to encourage morale, but just to let us wait for each other in this battle that determines the future of fate. Everything is hopeful, and maybe one day, we can all reunite here. "

The proud people in the cold wind, King Solomon, Dwarven King Karifin, Archdruid Greyfury and Furniya, and then the residents of the fir collar. The lady of the staff stood in front of everyone. Behind her were Fern, Kellenia, Odym the Dwarf, Kuran, Reto and Tama. The caveman king Tajib had died a few years ago, and his son Takub stood behind everyone, standing with Uliel, who had been retired from the White Lion Corps for a year.

Then there were the nobles of Eruin, headed by Overwell, followed by two already-scarred Count Odin, who had been married for two years, Marjorie and Oni, the fat man of Everam-it is said This guy recently came with Yi Deni and won the favor of Earl Grey Mountain-beside him, Yi Deni still looked at their 'Head' with some anxiety. She was still the timid and kind from beginning to end. Girl. Levin's maid Edessa, in a black dress, stood with Chiara.

Finally, Dilferi and her father, Earl of Yanburg, Brando had knights Nia and Ronin who had a relationship in Ampelsel, and they were among the most impressive. Adeni and Naquell are among the others. They have been in Eruin for half a year, and will return to Rubik again to lead the desert people to the Great Plains-where a new home.

All eyes fell on Brando.

"Teacher ..." Haruze choked a few times, almost speechless.

"Haruze, put away your tears, Her Majesty King Eruin couldn't cry easily." Brando said with a smile.

"But ..." Haruzer looked at him in tears, with some crying voices: "... Teacher, I want to go with you."

Brando couldn't help but feel funny, he looked at Princess Griffin, but found that Her Royal Highness looked away.

He sighed, stepped on Snow and came to Haruze, raised his hand, and flicked his crown with knuckles. The little prince raised his head to look at his teacher. The silver eyes floated in water, and the eyelashes were long and dense.

Brando thumped three times and asked, "Do you feel weight?"

"That weight is on your head."

"Power, duty, responsibility."

"Don't live up to it."

Crystal tears rolled from his eyes.

Brando turned his head and looked at Antitina: "Tonigel will trouble you."

The lady did not even look at him more, lowered her head, and nodded silently.

"your Highness."

"I don't want to listen," Griffin said lightly, "but I command you to come back and marry me alive."

Brando froze.

Then smiled slightly.

He bent down and straightened Haruzer's collar, straightening the silver lilies brooch on the neckline for the little prince. He straightened up and finally glanced at everyone-especially the citizens of Toniger, glanced from the faces of those who were familiar.

Then turned around.

The snow was rising in the sky, as if there was only a lonely back.

Among the shadows was silent silence.

...

The faint sunlight of winter tilted into a beam and sprinkled in the corridor.

The sound of clapping came from far to near. Su, holding a lot of changing clothes in both hands, walked expressionlessly in this empty corridor. Sunlight falls on her face with staggered light and shadow, healthy wheat-colored skin, and her appearance has become more and more impressive over the years. Due to her height and stature, the daughter of the Red Copper Dragon is already a fir collar A beautiful woman from a distance.

Many aristocratic children expressed her admiration to her, implicitly or implicitly. Many people in the White Lion Legion showed love to her. The young commander of the Silver Fleet, Manrique, was one of many suitors. But the girl did not hesitate to refuse this, and has been silently leading a maid captain at Firthenburg for many years, and actually succeeded the work of Furo in the past.

She stopped in front of a door, knocked on it, and unscrewed her handle to push in.

"Miss Yuta, change the laundry."

However, the situation inside the house gave Su Shi a bit—the white bed was empty, and only the scattered sheets proved that someone had been here. A window was opened on one side, and the cold wind poured into the house from the outside, the curtains were flying, the snow even fell on the desk, and then it melted into ice water and dropped on the wooden floor.

"Miss Yuta?"

...

Walk silently in the snow.

In the memory, the entrance to the tomb is near the bottom of the valley, and the broken pillars are still standing there-in a bush, the surface is covered with a thick layer of snow; the stone pillars have not been well maintained, and the condition is worse than in the past Poor, the text on the surface was smoothed a lot.

After coming here, Brando stood for a moment.

It was as if the situation was still there today. Although some details were already blurred, the memory of people and events became more profound. He seemed to be able to remember the knights of the White Lion Legion, and could call out the names of those people. Some of them were later sacrificed at Ampelsel, Mintel, or Cruz, and others were injured and left the White Lion. The Legion, who has already married his wife and had children, is still fighting on the plateau of Karasu for tomorrow's human race.

Brando pressed his heart gently, his heart beat slowly and powerfully, but his thoughts were very mixed. He always can faintly see a trader lady with horizontal eyebrows and eyes appearing in front of her, frowning and looking at her. He reached out to pinch her face, and the delicate touch is still in her fingers—

"Brando, I've tied myself up on the horse. How about it, hahaha!"

"I'm fine with this."

"Wow, it hurts--"

Then everything vanished.

Brando smiled slightly, closed his mind, and lowered his head into the tomb. In the darkness is a dim chute, the smell of floating dust, mold and dirt in the air, and the simple stone pillars supporting the walls of the tomb—Brando recalls as he walks. There was originally an agate-colored light barrier, behind which was a tomb, where they were attacked by ghouls for the first time.

He saw a stone platform and remembered that there was a tongue of fire crow on it, it was a brass magic sword, and that sword is still Yuta's sword.

Further on, that is the big sarcophagus.

He took out the stones from his arms, one of which was like a chisel, and was found out of the coffin. Brando gently put the stone back in place-it was no longer needed. He looked up, and the collapsed part of the tomb had already been dug again. Below was the place where he and the deer sorceress Yu Zhong fought with Zhong Penren.

A stinging figure came out in the darkness.

Yilian Rong looked at him charmingly after the crystallized disease was cured, with a lazy smile between her faces: "You are here."

Brando nodded. "What about everyone else?"

"It's already prepared."

"You don't have to go, Miss Elaine."

"Sister Elaine," the deer sorceress corrected, "It doesn't make much sense to stay outside. Everyone is participating in this war. How can I stay out of it?"

Brando nodded silently.

The two walked down the downward staircase, entered the cave group, once again passed the labyrinth of Enor, and then the continuous crystal distribution belt. Brando stopped again in front of the huge crystal, Traciman and the Witch King, and the middle-aged swordsman still came to life, as if the crystal seal banned their lives, but also stopped the time of thousands of years Erosion.

Brando silently gave the trio a salute, and then passed over and moved on. The deer sorceress looked at his figure behind him without saying a word, but a little respect appeared in her eyes as well.

The mysterious magic patterns began to appear on the red surface, and the signs of magic erosion became more serious in five years, and even the purple light was leaking from the cracks in some places. Brando looked at these details and knew in his heart that five years was only a flash for a seal that had been maintained for thousands of years, and the rising tide of magic was the main culprit.

Just like the wall of the world in the Elemental Boundary, with the wake of the Dusk Dragon, the seal has reached the brink of cracking.

But what exactly is underneath?

Just the final throne?

The two finally arrived before the gate-the cave area became extremely wide, and the space was rippling with golden ripples. When approaching these ripples, people could see each one slowly rotating, like clocks and watches. A pointer-like golden translucent matrix. It seems that even the flow of time has been accelerated here. Brando can see the passing of life through the flowing gravel, but he immediately shook his head and realized that it was just an illusion caused by the huge magical distortion.

This is the ultimate copy of the world of the Amber Sword, as time passes.

Brando saw other people here, standing in front of the gates, such as Shire, Metisha, Modesfis and Hipamila, Tiger Finch and his squad, Malocha and Ropar Further afield. When he arrived, a joyous cheer came from the darkness, and the little female dragon emerged from the other side of the darkness. Fluffy stood not far from her, and Aloz's golden pupil seemed to be burning. Circle Flame looked at Brando: "You are finally here, waiting for you for a long time."

Brando looked at all of them first, his eyes facing each of his subordinates, responding to each other's eyes. Then he replied to Aloz: "Aloz, thank you for coming."

As soon as the little dragon raised her chin, "Of course, mortal battlefields have Mithril, but this war is just as important to us. After all, this is a battle with the Dragon of Dusk. Solomon hopes that the Dragons will also be able to After all, we are the last golden ethnicity. Of course, the key is that I cannot rest assured of you. "

"The point is the last sentence," Frofa said.

Aloz glanced angrily at his partner.

Brando smiled slightly, but his gaze fell on one person in the crowd.

"Kasane."

Shanmin's face paled slightly, and she stepped back subconsciously-in any case, this was after all her first disobedience to Lord Lord. But she clenched the spear in her hand, and she understood what the battle meant, and she would never leave Brando anyway.

The girl's heart had long been determined.

But Brando looked at her, but did not say what she expected, but he said very seriously: "Follow me later, you are weaker."

Akane looked up in disbelief.

Brando smiled at her: "If I fail, it doesn't make sense to stay wherever you are. If you want to stay with me, then you're fine."

Qian's eye circles almost turned red at once, but she hurriedly didn't go over and wiped her eyes.

Brando walked past her gently, looking up at the huge light gate-everyone was quiet. Because everyone in the room knows very well what it means if they cross this door. After Brando was silent for a moment, he turned around and asked everyone:

"Although the purpose of each of us here has long been clear. At this moment, I still want to ask each of you, everyone-are you ready?"

Everyone nodded.

"So, come on." Brando took a deep breath. "Facing the Throne of Death, facing the dusk—"

...

:. :