The Knight raised the swords in their hands, and the three cheers suddenly stopped.
Because everyone felt an inexplicable throbbing in their hearts.
They turned their heads one by one, and what they saw was a world of stillness. The wind was still, and every leaf was drooping. There was no sound of wind or insects, and moonlight poured down from the branches, creating a silver brilliance.
It was quiet and secluded.
Everything in the world fell into silence, as if the world had calmed down, meekly and silently crawling.
On the Sea of Magic, the twelve moons were dim, and there was not a single ripple on the surface of the sea. It was like a mirror, reflecting the color of the sky.
Brendel opened his eyes, and his pupils were clear and limpid.
But at that moment, everyone felt that the Laws were deviating, leaving them in fear. It was as if something was descending, and its unstoppable power was dominating and taking over everything.
The Knight instinctively looked down and found that there were snakes and insects of all colors under their feet. Countless insects were fleeing from the grass, and the pebbles on the ground were spinning strangely and trembling. Some small grains of sand even floated up and flew into the sky.
Among the five Limiteers, the sword-bearer Bradley finally noticed something strange. The air was filled with a familiar holiness, as if he was in the sacred hall of the Holy Cathedral of Fire. The sacred image of a sage stood on top of it, watching everyone with a profound gaze.
It was also watching him.
This is …?
Behind the crystal ball, the Silver Queen did not notice these minute changes. She only watched Brando, waiting for the young man's answer.
After a moment of silence, Brando spoke.
"Your Majesty.
"You and I do not know what the future will be like.
"But my dream is actually very simple …"
Halran Gaia and Absolute Death both disappeared without a trace in his hands.
He crossed his hands and gently pressed them down. Although there was nothing in his hands, everyone felt that there was a sword tip resting on the ground.
"Dong —"
Everyone felt their hearts skip a beat.
A ripple spread out on the Sea of Magic, spreading in all directions.
At this moment, all the adepts in the Banker Region had their connection with the World of Laws forcibly severed.
In the hundreds of temples of various sizes throughout the region, the evening prayers of the monks echoed in the prayer halls as usual. But the bishops in gorgeous robes opened their eyes in horror as they realized that there was no response from the territory of Tiamat from that moment on.
The bell of the Holy Temple tolled.
Countless people woke up from their dreams, drenched in cold sweat. Their dreams seemed to have been swallowed up, and Bunosson, the Country of Dreams, was closing its doors. At this moment, the witches discovered that the Country of Witches had disappeared, and they fell into a common nightmare.
In the endless darkness, they saw a golden sword burning with raging flames descending from the clouds. It was like a sun, illuminating the entire sky …
Rustle, rustle, rustle, the entire world began to shake.
In the Volva Prince District, the gathered citizens saw the statue of the Flame King trembling slightly. The sand on the ground rose and fell, as if forming a layer of waves.
The windows of the surrounding buildings creaked and shattered one after another, and the sound of glass falling to the ground could be heard all over the place.
Screams of horror rang out in the square, and some people began to hide. It was inevitable that there would be chaos.
"Is it an earthquake?" Seti held Arl's hand tightly, feeling the low rumble under their feet.
Arl shook his head firmly.
He frowned and carefully protected Seti from the jostling crowd.
"The Sage is angry!"
Someone in the crowd screamed.
There was a commotion.
The believers in the center of the square who were holding a ceremony stopped and looked up at the same time, looking in a certain direction.
In St. Contifer's Palace, the Silver Queen seemed to have finally noticed the abnormality outside.
She frowned and turned to the person behind her. "Grimm, go out and take a look."
The Dragon Queen nodded expressionlessly, turned around, and opened the door to the inner hall, disappearing outside.
Then, the Silver Queen turned around.
Her face was as calm as water, and her silver eyes reflected the brilliance of the crystal ball as if there was another world inside.
There was indeed another world behind the crystal ball.
Because in Brando's dark brown eyes, there seemed to be a dazzling golden flame burning in the depths of his eyes.
He opened his mouth, and his voice seemed to shake the whole world.
"I don't care what you want, and I don't care who you are."
"Her Majesty the Supreme Queen, or the Dark Dragon of the Miirna people!"
"But —"
"Give Scarlet back to me!"
The buzzing in the air was the change of the law.
"Oh no!" At this time, Bradley finally realized what was making him feel uneasy. He immediately unsheathed his sword and roared, "Stop him!"
But it was not up to him.
"Give Scarlet back to me —"
His thunderous voice reverberated throughout the entire forest.
The low rumble in the forest turned into a roar. Not only the gravel and stones, but even the trees and rocks also made a low and ancient sound. They resonated thousands of times as if they were responding to this sentence.
They were responding to the anger of the king …
The canopy of the forest creaked and shook, as if it would be uprooted at any time. The rocks had already broken free from the shackles of the earth and flew into the sky with the soil.
A majestic and terrifying aura rose from the forest. The faces of the Knight of Flame changed drastically. They drew their swords and wanted to get close to Brando, but an invisible force swept across the forest and forced everyone to the ground.
It made it difficult for them to move.
But at this moment — —
Above everyone's head, the dark clouds under the night sky parted. A dazzling golden light, like the rising sun, illuminated the entire sky above the Banker region.
Reflected in everyone's eyes was a fiery red light piercing through the vast night sky and falling straight down from the sky.
That was the light of the birth of all things.
From the flame, wisdom was given to all creatures.
At that moment, there was no other color between heaven and earth.
The world of law shook.
In the entire Rushta region, in the wilderness around Banker, in the west of Metz, in Cloak Bay, and even on the frontline of the Nazer people, everyone saw this fiery red light falling from the sky.
These warriors from another country stopped their war machines, opened the cabin doors, and looked up at this marvelous scene.
What was reflected in their eyes was the golden sun, the sacred fire from a thousand years ago that blessed the world forever.
"Praise the wisdom!"
The priests of the Nazer people raised their hands and shouted crazily:
"Praise the wisdom!"
The sea of cheers rose and fell one after another.
Everything was dim, but at this moment, the constellation of the Flame King shone brightly in the sky above the entire southern part of Wohnde.
Tens of millions of people witnessed this scene.
It was golden red like fire, but so pure.
Under this dazzling light, a carriage under the protection of a Knight passed through the forest near Mulberry Castle and headed in the direction of Saint Cantilever Palace.
The girl in the carriage, her eyes reflected the flames falling from the sky. In her sparkling eyes, tears involuntarily flowed out.
She had been abandoned by everyone in this world.
She had never seen her biological parents. In her memory, there was only the cold dark forest, the roaring beasts, the dark fear, and the pale ghosts in the forest.
She had poured all her trust in the hope of having a family, but in return, she was coldly abandoned.
She was lowly, not worth mentioning, and did not expect anything.
However, the only thing she wished for was to have a little tie in this world. Yet, even such a wish fell through time and time again.
"Can I really be important to someone in this world?"
"Of course." That person replied with a smile.
"Everyone in this world has the right to pursue their own happiness."
But … …
This question that she carefully hid in the bottom of her heart finally got an answer today. This answer made her so happy that she almost could not believe it.
His Excellency did not lie to her.
"Give me back Scar-"
That voice reverberated above the clouds, reverberating throughout the Imperial Capital.
It was not a vow, but it was more beautiful and firm than any vow in this world.
Sitting on the opposite side of the carriage, the mountain maids were already moved to tears. They looked at the crying Countess, their hearts full of regret and regret.
They had thought that there was nothing wrong with their Countess marrying the descendant of a mountain hero.
They even found it hard to understand why the Countess was so against Her Majesty's decision. Was the Countess not a mountain person herself?
But now they understood.
It turned out that there was someone in this world who dared to go against the entire Empire for the Countess.
If he was not a lunatic, then he must be the most worthy man in this world for the Countess to fall in love with.
What kind of hero was this … …
The maids quietly reached out and held their Countess' hands. Although Her Majesty the Queen was supreme, they chose to stand on her side at this moment.
At this moment, the shining pillar of light outside the carriage was like the fire of dawn, the blaze of dawn.
It would definitely light up the darkness and bring light.
… …
And at this moment, Bradley's sword finally arrived.
What kind of sword was that?
It was like a bright and narrow line across the sky, dividing everyone's vision into two, and then there was nothing else between heaven and earth.
How could one block such a sword?
The Knight present had no answer. It seemed that in front of it, they could only stretch out their necks and wait to be killed.
But Brando gave them an answer.
He raised his right hand.
There was nothing in his right hand.
"Clang —!"
A bright line of fire seemed to flash in the darkness. The line that divided the world into two and extended infinitely stopped in front of Brando's outstretched right hand.
Then all the illusions were shattered, and the world returned to its original state. The sword in Bradley's hand turned into a silver light in front of everyone's eyes, and heavily chopped at a foot in front of Brando.
A long and bright line of sparks was drawn out.
Everyone held their breaths at this moment, and some even sucked in a breath of cold air.
The Supreme Sword Saint's all-out attack was blocked.
It was blocked by such a young man.
A few Imperial Guards who witnessed this scene couldn't help but pat their faces to prove that they were not dreaming.
Then they saw a sword.
The sword in Brando's hand gradually revealed its true appearance —
It was like a flame burning in the air. Wherever the flame passed, dark red shards with a metallic luster were revealed. These shards were bound together by an invisible force, forming the shape of a sword.
A line of small words was engraved on the shards:
'Motsvissatarsie —'
"That is …"
"That is the appearance of the Flaming Blade!"
The Knight of Flame immediately recognized the sword.
But in their hearts, there was a voice that roared like a stormy sea:
The appearance of the Flaming Blade was passed down from generation to generation in the Holy Sanctum through a secret method, but this person didn't have any sword inscriptions on him. How could the appearance of the Flaming Blade appear in his hand?
What did this mean?
"Wait, look at that girl!" At this time, someone finally noticed Andrique next to him.
Everyone's gaze turned in that direction.
The two swords clashed —
Brando looked at Bradley in front of him, and the latter's eyes narrowed slightly. The old man's eyes were burning with golden flames in the young man's eyes.
This is …
He was shocked.
Because this was the inheritance of the Flaming Blade that had disappeared for thousands of years.
The late King appointed him as the successor.
How was this possible?
But Brendel did not care about his opinion. He only sighed slightly and asked, "What do you think?
"Is this your answer, Your Majesty?"
The Silver Queen felt her heart skip a beat, as if she had missed something, but she quickly calmed down.
"You're relying on a mere Flaming Blade?" She sneered: "But Brando, didn't your grandfather teach you how to be a mature man?"
"I am the Emperor of the Empire. How can I easily change my words —"
"… Then, there is only one way left between us."
The Silver Queen was so angry that she laughed: "Arrogant —"
Bradley didn't know whether Brando was arrogant or not, but at this moment, he wanted to tell the Silver Queen that the young man in front of him didn't just repair the Flaming Blade.
But he couldn't say it, because at this time, he saw a golden light in the corner of his eye.
"Flaming Staff!"
Someone among the Knight of Flame shouted.
Andrique finally couldn't hold the Flaming Staff in her hand. It flew out of her hand and immediately flew towards Brando.
Then, under everyone's gaze, it merged into the broken Flaming Blade in Brando's hand.
This scene was something that even Brando didn't expect.
Then he felt a powerful force explode in his body. He immediately understood what kind of power it was — it was Oderfeiss' soul, the power of the Flaming Orb.
In an instant —
The gap between the Enlightenment of Truth and the peak of the Law disappeared.
Then the Seed of Law took root and sprouted, and the truth of Elements and Order left an indelible mark in Brando's heart. At this point, the door of the Spiral Peak was also crossed by him.
It took less than a second.
He closed his eyes and felt the shallow sea breeze blowing on his soul. He saw the spirit of all things being born in the water, getting a body in the soil, being protected by the wind, and then being given wisdom by the flame.
When he opened his eyes again, the flames in his eyes were already extinguished. Only a hint of golden flame occasionally flashed in the depths of his eyes.
In the lower reaches of the Law.
But his aura was still rising, as if the memories from the ancient times were integrated into the depths of his heart bit by bit. That powerful force grew until it was close to the middle reaches of the Law.
Then it slowly stopped.
Then he heard a system prompt that he hadn't heard for a long time:
"Obtained the Key of Fire —"
"Obtained the Holy Sword, Broken Amber —"
Brando didn't know what the Key of Fire was, but the second prompt was like a bolt of lightning that struck directly into the depths of his soul. He couldn't help but stare blankly at the broken pieces of Oderfeiss in his hands. He looked at the few lines of words written on the opened data panel:
Amber (Damaged)
[Existence]
Attack: 214-373
Additional Fire Damage: 110-150
+ 575 Strength
Additional Skills:
Key of the World: Raises the Law's attack by one realm.
Fire of Wisdom: 'Flames of Dawn, the Wisdom of the Wise –'. The wielder of this sword can display a fire spell from the first to eighth circle while attacking.
… …
(PS: What Brando wants is to save Scarlet. What do I want? You know, I'm begging for monthly votes.)
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
