The Amber Sword - 1550. Chapter 1548 Act Five Hundred and Thirty Eight

The world behind the light gate is actually a water world.

A piece of calm water like a mirror, like a shallow sea. A brilliant starry sky was reflected on the sea, a meteor was passing across the distant horizon, and shallow clouds, like mountains, outlined above the horizon.

Brando’s toes lightly stepped on the surface of the water, above the mirror, ripples rippled.

That is the place where everything is born. Light travels on the surface of the water, and the spirit is born from the water.

He raised his head, the back of the girl in the distance, motionlessly raised his head to stare at the bright starry sky.

“You came later than I thought…”

She turned around slowly, staring at Brando with her bright, dark eyes, and spoke softly.

Between the two is a throne——

It is as blue as the sea, allowing stars to compose poems on it, and it is pure and flawless, just like the crown of Martha.

…

On the plateau of Karasu, the setting sun is slowly sinking above the horizon.

Everyone raised their heads and looked at the extraordinary night sky that Voend was destined to do this night; half of the sky seemed to be burning with golden flames, above the layers of clouds, reflected in fiery red light, burning meteors, little by little. Skyrim.

On the other half of the sky, the stars are rising, and those majestic, bright and magnificent constellations are exposed one by one on the light purple sky. The stars are changing light with each other, and above the shallow to deep night, a king’s constellation is gradually emerging in people’s field of vision.

——That is a wonder from countless times.

The clouds and stars in the night sky are changing with each other, forming a towering mountain.

A giant dragon traversing the sky, and the king on the mountain are looking at each other.

In everyone’s eyes, at this moment, there are reflections of such stars and dreams, flames and death. It is the most magnificent scene ever written in the poetry of the blue-the dragon at dusk, at this moment and Tiamat The law of unity.

And a voice resounded across the sky at that moment:

“You came later than I thought, Brando…”

“But it’s all over.” Roman said softly. She stretched out her palm, and there was a pure and flawless light in the heart of that white hand; the light circulated slowly, like a silent poem, describing several eras. The story since.

Among countless myths, it has many names.

Poem of Cang.

Black prophecy.

The authority of Martha, and–

The final throne.

Roman stared at the dazzling light and said, “Look, this is all you depend on, the final throne-and it now belongs to me.”

She raised her head, admiring the magnificent starry sky, her eyes reflecting the colorful light, as if she was fascinated by it: “I will witness with my own eyes that your world is going to extinction in the flames. Such a magnificent starry sky will eventually dissipate little by little. In the endless darkness, when the stars extinguished one by one, the universe ushered in eternal silence.”

“Don’t you think it’s beautiful, Brando?” She laughed softly: “Because truth is always beautiful, do you remember the stars we saw together on the summer night in Buche? Although very sorry, they It will eventually die out—”

Brando looked at her quietly.

For a moment, he really saw the shadow of the merchant lady on the opponent.

But unfortunately, the shadow is the shadow after all.

He sighed.

Roman turned his head and looked at him: “Why do you sigh? Are you sorry for all this?”

Brando shook his head.

“What I sigh is just the time that is gone forever. It lingers in my heart and always makes me not forget the good things that have passed away.”

“But what has passed is gone after all.”

…

“What’s gone is gone after all—”

Antitina raised her head in the snow-covered jungle, listening to the familiar, gentle voice. In the sky, it sounded slowly, as if it was telling an ancient story.

In that story, she is the princess in the fairy tale, and her prince opened the narrow door with warm light for her.

That is her heart.

I don’t know when, the lady of the staff covered her mouth, tears rolling down her eyes, falling on the white snow.

Brando slowly raised his head, looked at Roman’s eyes, and said quietly:

“I just want to tell you one thing, the Twilight Dragon.”

“you are wrong–”

He stretched out his hand.

In the darkness, two extended golden threads appeared in his hand, and the threads formed the shape of a holy sword with each other. The sharp blade was shining with the light of resistance.

The holy sword Odyssey, a little bit of reflection on the surface of the water.

…

The night sky seemed to rise as bright stars.

On every piece of land on the Continent of Warnd, people watched this scene in a daze.

Seven holy swords, shining above the night sky.

Odyssey, that is the flame of resistance.

Sinna, the brilliance of wisdom.

Dismissal, selfless justice.

Green, natural life.

The sky, unrestrained freedom.

Harangea, the silent guardian.

Misole, pure faith.

The seven rays of light disappeared one by one. However, the seven rising stars have merged into one, and under people’s attention, they have transformed into a new constellation.

After many years, people can still remember this night, the constellation that shone in the night sky.

That is a dazzling sword–

It has a name.

Called destiny.

…

Brando was holding the sword, standing on the reflection of the shallow sea, flashing on the blade, water and fire, wind and earth, life and light and darkness, the seven holy swords disappeared one by one behind him. They merge into one with each other, turning into such a flawless, golden-lit blade.

It is as bright as a flower, like a golden crystal.

In the crystal, the destiny of this world is in full bloom.

Roman was stunned. She clearly felt an ominous threat from the sword, and asked in a low voice: “What is that…?”

She was slightly stunned: “Why do I feel the same power as the Throne of the End from the sword? But this is impossible… In Tiamat’s law, there can be two exactly the same authority!”

But Brando just glanced at the Dragon of Twilight quietly.

“This is Amber.” He replied softly, his soft voice seemed to describe all the legends of this sword.

“amber?”

The Dragon of Twilight frowned in confusion.

But Brando put up the sword in his hand, and the transparent blade seemed to contain some invisible power. His focused eyes stood opposite the dragon of twilight across the throne, but there seemed to be an insurmountable gap between the two.

“Look at it, the trajectory in this sword is like the fate of a mortal–”

“Because amber was originally a container for time and history.”

“When fate is placed in it, everything is fixed here.”

Brando lifted up and answered her seriously: “In Tiamat’s law, there are indeed no two exactly the same authority, but the crown in your hand is power; and the crown in my hand is responsibility.”

The Dragon of Twilight finally felt something wrong.

She took a step back and asked, “What’s the difference then?”

Brando laughed, as if in the wars of countless ages, the side of order has never been as close to the dawn of victory as it is at this moment. He answered the fact gently:

“The meaning of amber’s existence is not to control everything. But there is a power, it is not the supreme king, but to give power to the hands of every mortal-amber is the shackles. But the meaning of shackles exists, but It can be broken by people.”

That was the sonorous and powerful answer, resounding above the clouds at this moment.

In the mountains of Alkash, the little princess from Jiufeng lowered her head silently, staring at the glove in her hand and listening to her teacher’s words. It was a promise, but it was also a declaration–

“Don’t you understand, Dragon of Twilight,” Brando said with a hint of pride, “If from this moment on, there is no Tiamat’s law in this world, guess what will happen? ”

What will happen?

At that moment, above the Babel Fortress, the female army commander actually shed tears in a daze. The young man in the memory of the ring of trade winds became clear and blurred at this moment, the distance of time was so unexpected. distant.

Faina was already crying.

Mephistopheles patted the shoulders of the two silently.

Under the brilliant starry sky, Brando gently raised the sword in his hand.

He groaned softly: “Master Martha, I wear a crown on my head and bear its weight-holding a holy sword and vowing to cut the chains of all this; and the cycle of history will also end at this moment. I promise you to do it. Everything that has arrived is now here.”

Above the plateau, the starry sky seems to have changed.

Above the stars, on the peak of the mountains, a king stood tall and slowly took over a crown from the clouds.

That is the promise of goodwill, the authority of the Most High.

From Karasu to Tonigel, from the Wilderness of the Four Realms to the Cape of the Cape, from the White Mountains to the Great Plains, people looked up at the sky and knelt down one by one—above the star-prosperous sky, it seemed to be across the sky. Starlight River, that is the king of Warend, is fulfilling his promise.

Misril stared at the starry sky outside the window.

In the Hall of Trees, Haruze looked at the crown in his hand, and the crystal tears fell on Eruin’s gems.

Brando’s voice finally revealed a sense of relief.

“Twilight,” he raised his head and smiled slightly: “Are you ready?”

“No!” Romain screamed. She finally realized what Brando was going to do and shouted in panic: “No, you can’t kill me. You have to understand that my body is not here. You can’t kill at best. It’s just one of my consciousness!”

But Brando shook his head: “If you don’t become one with Tiamat’s law, how can you destroy this world? Dragon of Twilight, why bother to deceive yourself? At the moment you get the Throne of End, you are Tiamat.”

“You–” The merchant lady finally panicked: “You have been waiting for the moment when I get the Throne of End. You knew the result a long time ago, right?”

Brando nodded silently.

“No!” Romain screamed: “The moment you put on this crown, you are also Tiamat. If you completely end this chain, it is tantamount to suicide! Don’t you understand, you will die too!”

But Brando just looked at her unmoved.

At that moment, Roman suddenly understood something, and her face was shaken: “Well, I admit that you won… Let me leave this place, and I promise to give you another era-everyone will live. Come down, yourself, your family, friends, and even everything in this world!”

She yelled almost hysterically: “Isn’t that enough?”

Brando shook his head.

“No!” The merchant lady felt that she was going crazy, she screamed: “And myself, I always have a part of Roman, don’t you? Don’t you even want to kill her!?”

There was a hint of softness in Brando’s eyes, but there was a gleam of light in his tears.

“I’m sorry, Roman.”

He replied softly: “What I want is not part of you, but all.”

With gentle words–

The King of Vaughan resolutely raised the holy sword in his hand, and he stepped forward, slashing towards the throne in the center of the shallow sea. That sword will be the brightest sword light in this world, because what it will break free is not just the fate of this world.

In the void.

It seemed that all fragmented voices came.

…

Bai Jia looked up at the sky blankly.

In those layers of clouds, a king is wearing the wings of light, as bright as ever.

He gently put the crown on his head and slowly sat down on the throne. He stared at this land with such majesty, and his knights seemed to be helping him on such a vast land. Expansion of territory.

And his gaze has long been to farther places. In the distant sky, the clouds are like Lun Shengyin, singing softly, and a gentle voice is speaking to him.

I give you wings of light made of light, and one day I will be proud of you.

my child.

The burning clouds faded away.

The silver network was flickering and collapsing over the entire Vaughan.

The magic circles and mysterious runes surrounding them suddenly disappeared one by one, and they gradually lost their magical ability.

The power of the elements has also faded layer by layer, the lines of law no longer flash in the world, and the world constructed by the elements has precipitated into a true cornerstone at this moment.

The evening breeze gently blows the plateau, and the sunset glow is fading the last ray of light. Tulaman suddenly raised his hand, and bright red blood was slowly flowing out of a striking mouth above his wrist.

An era is over.

The golden eyes in the sky are slowly closing, a world wailing, resounding through the entire earth; the dusk has fallen, just like its coming, the wars since the seven eras have come to the end in a moment.

Looking around, above the wilderness of Warend, crystal clusters and energy races are falling down in pieces.

The tall crystal cluster lord suddenly collapsed and turned into sky debris, disappearing with the wind.

But the cry of sobbing spread all over the plateau.

Behind Bai Jia, Nimesse actually knelt to the ground in a daze. And the elder sister touched her cheek, and she didn’t know when, tears were also flowing on her face.

On the battlefield.

Freya watched everything quietly, but her eyes were full of tranquility. Beside her, Eruin’s silver lily banner fluttered gently in the wind on the plateau.

Only tears fell into the dust.

She raised her head.

What I saw was as if the star-lit summer night, a splendid Milky Way hovering over the mountains of Buche–

Little Phoenix was still by her side that day and said to her:

“Sister, do you hear that voice?”

That may be the beginning of everything.

…

There is a long time in the darkness.

“Sophie?”

A somewhat unfamiliar voice came from behind Brando. Brando turned around in amazement, but saw several knights wearing Grey Hughes Knights’ robes coming towards him and patted him hard. Shoulder: “What are you doing in a daze, the undead is coming?”

“Undead?”

Brando was stunned.

He raised his head and saw the mountains of Alcash in front of him. The banner of the mountains was the countless Knights of Fa Enzan. The knights are making their final preparations, as teams walk out of the fortifications and line up in the open valley.

The knights walked past him one by one.

He suddenly remembered the name of one of the knights.

But the light and shadow in front of me suddenly intertwined.

Then it turned into a sky full of flames.

A player covered in blood hurriedly came to him and shouted at him: “Go, Madara has already attacked!”

Amid the smoke and dust, Eruin’s Silver Lily Banner was slowly falling.

As you can see, the palace and the city are all reduced to ashes in the flames.

At some point, Brando had already burst into tears.

But the scene before him changed again.

He let out and stood on a vast battlefield, looking around, all burning embers and remaining remains. The remains of chariots and tanks were burning blazingly, scattered across the open plain.

Above his head, countless aircraft were whizzing and flying into the distance.

In the sky, there is a giant dragon that covers the sky and the sun, and those huge golden eyes are staring at the earth indifferently.

Countless soldiers were passing by with him, as if they hadn’t seen his existence, they shouted and launched a charge into the distance.

Then all the light disappeared.

The world seemed to return to the darkness.

In the endless darkness, he heard a gentle voice.

“This is the last hope, I hope you cherish it–”

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(PS: After this chapter, there should be another chapter at the end. The last chapter needs to be revised. It is estimated that it will take an hour before it will be sent out. It will give you a more successful conclusion. After all, I said no Will write tragedies. After the book is over, I should write Amber’s postscript, but I don’t know if I will post it today or tomorrow. Also, I wish everyone a happy new year and six years of company, infinitely grateful.)