The Amber Sword - 1549. Chapter 1547 Throne of the Five Hundred and Thirty Seven Acts Final XIV

The golden-red sky was faintly dim. Inside the room, the light of the candle flickered and vibrated from time to time, shaking off the rustle of dust from the ceiling. After a long silence, Delphine finally spoke.

“You are right,” she said softly, “I’m afraid–”

Misriel looked at the prime minister’s daughter without a word, and Delphine smiled slightly: “Don’t ask why?”

“I’m just worried about you,” Ms. Yinlong said softly: “You obviously care about Mr. Brando, why should you stay here alone?”

Delphine was silent for a moment, and turned his head to look at the scenery outside the window-the golden red sky reflected a thin layer of brilliance on her face, and her purple eyes seemed to reflect a gleam of light.

“Because what I’m afraid of is frankness, Misril.”

Delphine turned around and smiled lightly.

“Frankness is like a sharp knife that keeps me from moving forward–”

“That day he nodded and smiled at me in the crowd, the crown in his hand was more of an irony to me.”

“But I just want to tell him that all I want to see is the way his lies have been exposed.”

Crystal tears fell from the prime minister’s daughter’s face. She pursed her lips, and the lips were slightly moisturized. She put on a light makeup and looked more dignified and beautiful than usual: “Why is he always so proud, and even prefers to walk on such a path rather than bowing to me, I wish to stop in front of him, but self-esteem let I can’t speak—”

“Delphine,” Ms. Yinlong looked at the girl silently, and said, “Yes, you are always not frank enough, but this is what makes you unique. And what you really need to do is to understand Others—you should understand that Mr. Brando chose this path for more noble reasons.”

Delphine smiled slightly and wiped the corners of his eyes.

“Perhaps I fell in love with someone I shouldn’t love,” she said softly, “This is my perfect revenge, but that sharp dagger inserted into my own heart.”

She stood up gently and passed by with Ms. Yinlong.

“Where are you going?” Misrel looked back at her.

Delphine stopped, turned his head, and smiled softly: “I’m going to be his queen.”

With these words, she gently walked out of the room.

…

Brando understands that he does not have much time, it is a fleeting point in time, he can only—and must seize the opportunity when that moment arrives to kill the king of the world—the eternal giant Dragon, Niederhorn.

That will be another great cause no one in the world has done.

But at this moment in his heart, there was not the slightest excitement.

The line of silver law is behind him and extends under his feet. The power of space and time has isolated everything, forming a huge network. The entire emerald summit has disappeared, and there is no more broken valley, no more light, and There is no darkness anymore; there is only a void between him and the green dragon, and countless silver threads are intertwined with each other, as if they constitute the whole of this world.

That is the flow of time, and the space superimposed on each other.

It is the universe itself.

The laws that represent the strings of time and space, each of which locks in all existence in this world, and any fluid and uncertain things become clear here. There are no more hypocritical things in the world, only the purest laws are left, countless laws, like stars hanging in the sky.

And every bit of light is closely connected with Tiamat’s law and the world itself.

The axis that represents time is locked to the emerald dragon that exists at any moment. Its so-called eternity is condensed into a point in this world limited only by law, and it is no longer free.

The face of each space restricts Niederhogg’s existence in any parallel world. Its so-called immortality collapses into a flat surface under Brando’s designation, superimposed on a piece of thin paper. Above.

The silver plane continued to shrink, and the last two light spots overlapped each other.

The almost infinite existence of the green dragon becomes one at this moment. Perhaps in all worlds, in all history, from this moment, this verdant dragon is the closest to the state of’limited’.

In a silent space, one person and one dragon confronted each other in the world formed by the overlapping points.

The strength of the two is so close, Brando’s law power is almost exhausted at this moment. Time is approaching infinite stagnation, Brando understands that when the next moment comes, it is his only chance to take action.

He will only have one chance.

But thinking is caught in a cycle of anxiety.

Niederhogg’s existence is locked in the next moment, and even the next moment, even if it is a microsecond, it will regain immortality. So, what method should he use to completely erase the existence of Niederhogg within the most basic unit of time?

That is the power that the holy sword can’t have–

Brando was thinking about his own methods. In order to think, he continued to extend the line of time, allowing time to stagnate at this moment for almost eternity. One person and one dragon are in a stalemate with each other in this stagnant state.

He had no absolute certainty, and Niederhogg could not move.

But time is always limited.

The pointer will always resume to move.

The power of his law is getting closer and closer to exhaustion.

Brando’s eyes became more complicated-do you want to take a gamble? He closed his eyes slightly, and he seemed to have made the final decision in his heart. But at this time, a voice struck his heartstrings.

“Have you forgotten me as a vicious woman—?”

Brando was startled slightly.

Within his law of time, only the creatures summoned by his travel wizard and his fate card can keep time flowing with him, because they themselves are regarded as one with him.

But who is that voice, it won’t be Metisa, or Hippamilla and Andriguez.

A light door opened in the darkness.

A woman’s slender figure slowly stepped out from it.

The woman looked at Brando tenderly. She was wearing a jet-black gauze dress with a veil on her head, but she could still see even with the butterfly-shaped black mask on her face and the purple eyes shining with wisdom. The calm but paranoid look of the prime minister’s daughter.

That is Delphine.

No, maybe it should be said that Fergie is inaccessible.

“Delphine?”

“Did you expect me to come here, your majesty?” the prime minister’s daughter asked with a faint smile.

“No, you are…”

“I’m your travel wizard creature,” Delphine said softly, “Isn’t it normal to respond to your call as part of the law?”

“But—” Brando took a deep breath: “You didn’t really rule by the Journeyman, you join the deck of Dead Moon.”

“so what?”

In the infinitely still time, Delphine chuckled lightly, her smile tremblingly. But the purple eyes always kept a trace of clarity, and gently replied: “As long as I can help you, isn’t it all right?”

She came to Brando and gently lifted Brando’s chin with black gauze gloves, and looked at Brando quietly with a deep gaze: “Don’t be owed to me, because I hate you. Treat me with that kind of mentality, and I understand why you didn’t bring me—”

Brando finally spoke: “You can’t go, Delphine, I have another way.”

“What if other people were sacrificed for this, such as the little silver elf princess?”

Brando was silent.

The prime minister’s daughter lowered her head slightly: “Sure enough, I am far behind your little princess in your heart.”

“No, I didn’t mean that.” Brando replied, “But, you are not really a creature of the Journeyman, I can—”

“Is it time now,” Delphine said with a smile and looked at him. She stretched out a finger and lightly touched Brando’s chest: “You can’t move, right.”

Brando was stunned, staring at the prime minister’s daughter in a daze.

“Regret it?” Delphine asked softly, “Regret for a while and softened my heart for not turning me into a real card creature?”

She smiled slightly, “But it’s not a big deal, I want you to remember that I am your queen.”

The prime minister’s daughter gently lowered her head, the purple lips pressed a kiss on Brando’s lips, then raised her head, turned around, and walked slowly towards the green dragon Nidhogg.

Brando could only silently look at the back of the prime minister’s daughter.

At this moment, whether he let go of time or not, he seems to be destined to be unable to change the result.

Niederhogg in the void was like a rolling mountain range, and the prime minister’s daughter was like a dust on its side. She turned her head and glanced at Brando at last. In the eyes at that moment, all the love and hatred were meaningless, and in the eyes of the girl, only the gaze with affection was left.

She gently placed her hand on Niederhogg’s body.

The law of the travel mage, above the creatures in the Tiamat network, shows its absolute majesty——

‘Whenever Fergie, who is not approachable, deals combat damage to any creature, kill that creature. ‘

In the deep space, there was a long wailing.

But when time started to flow again, a myth about immortality and eternity ended at this moment. Like the end of a cycle, energy and matter, everything that constitutes the bronze king, radiates endlessly in all directions, shooting into the void.

In an endless white light, the beacon of the dark world, the emerald peak collapsed.

The entire kingdom of the dead seemed to be bathed in a pure and flawless white light, and countless energy, like a huge ring, slowly spread from the sky. Everything disappeared, only Brando was under the steady guardianship of the law of space, and not far away was the black altar.

A small object in the light flew out, and Brando subconsciously caught it.

It was a remnant part of a brooch. On it was a purple poppy. On the back of the surface of mythril, there was a small line of words engraved:

‘Gift to Delphine.

——Misrel-Tararis’

Brando silently looked at the brooch in his hand, he blinked, and in this world where nothing existed, some sand went into his eyes. He tightened his lips and took a deep breath.

Before turning around, Brando glanced at the center of the white light one last time.

In that pure and innocent light, it seemed as if the heart of a young girl was sleeping peacefully.

Then, he turned his head and walked into the gate of light without hesitation.

There.

It will be the beginning of everything and the end of everything.

…

In the darkness and the void, there was a vague roar.

Bai Tiamas raised his head as if suddenly shocked. She looked at the hourglass floating in the darkness from far away, and the golden sand was flowing quietly. It turned out that it was already this time, and the ghost of the princess seemed to have reacted.

She woke up from the darkness, a deep light reflected in her eyes, and there seemed to be a shooting star passing by in the distance, and correspondingly, one of the petri dishes in the field of vision became brighter. stand up.

“First.”

Tiamas looked at this scene and said lightly.

She raised her hand and gently stroked the hair in front of her forehead, her silver eyes flashed with complicated brilliance. In the black world, everyone was immersed in a kind of silent peace.

But this is the last peace.

The void is shaking.

Tiamas picked up an inverted frame on the stage-she turned over the frame, and four smiles were drawn with simple pen and ink on the rough drawing paper. And one of them, already blurred to almost invisible, Tiamas gently stroked the man’s face, tears actually fell, drifting in the darkness.

“Villefort, I hope you can forgive me.”

Tiamas’s eyes swept across his two daughters again, becoming gentle and peaceful.

But in the end, she put down the frame and raised her head.

“here we go.”

In the emptiness of Brunossong, witches from thirteen kingdoms, each led by a witch of the Moon of Inheritance, came to the border of their kingdom.

The stars in the sky seem to reflect the light from an era.

Sophia raised her head and stared at the silver giant wolf in the distance. Aches looked cold and a little anxious.

“The time has come,” the voice of the giant wolf echoed in the void: “Sophia, why can’t I really control the power of Tiamat’s law? Where is the final throne?”

But Sophia just smiled softly: “I don’t know either.”

“What did you say?”

An angry scream resounded through the entire elemental boundary.

But in the darkness–

Tiamas had already revealed her figure, and she watched this ancient battle silently. Behind her, in a long time ago, there was once given a special name-Gaia.

The significance of the existence of the earth is to guard the birth of life.

And that is where all hope lies.

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