"But they will still die!" Andesha shouted.
Brendel looked at her with disdain, dismissing her words.
"Of course they won't die."
He shook his head and exposed her mercilessly. "I know that the gods have more than one plan. You don't have to lie to me. The Ring of Ashes has always been stubborn. Everything you've done is just to prove that you're right. As for whether you're right, you're not sure, are you?"
"So, for the sake of your experiment, you've involved countless people who don't know the truth. Don't make your selfish desires sound so righteous."
"But we might succeed."
"I might succeed too." Brando revealed a rare cold smile that sent chills down Andesha's spine: "Let me tell you a piece of good news. Since you have angered me, I have decided to join the game. Now, the game will be played according to my rules —"
"What are you trying to do?" Andesha stared at him as if she was looking at a madman.
"To prove that you are wrong and I am right, I will first make you accept your failure." Brando replied.
"No, you can't do that!"
"Do you feel that it is unfair?" Brando shook his head: "Those who were killed by you and the Silver Queen felt the same way. But I will do what you have done."
Andesha finally broke down. She slumped down as if she had lost all her strength. "Alright, alright, I'll tell you … … I'll tell you everything, but please, at least give us a chance." Andesha spoke in a tone that even she could not believe.
Brando did not say a word. He could not make such a promise. He only had one goal, and that was to let the Roman live.
Perhaps it was selfish.
But he did not think that he was noble. If the world had to let some people die in order to let others live, then he would rather fight until the last moment than compromise.
Death and destruction were not to be feared.
What was terrifying was the loss of faith and perseverance.
The flames of civilization were passed down from generation to generation in such glory. Perhaps one day, people would be proud of such a history instead of living in pain and regret.
Brando remained silent for a long time, waiting for Andesha's reply.
A bolt of lightning flashed across the sky, but it felt like a century had passed before Andesha spoke with a dry voice: "Actually, it's useless even if I tell you, because you won't be able to find them. The Dragon Empress will lead the little girl to the Earth Elemental Plane, where the Elemental Barrier is the weakest. She's a Gold Person and a dragon whose blood has been purified. That's why she can elementalize and enter the elemental barrier. It's impossible for ordinary people to reach there … "
Andesha suddenly stopped talking. She saw Brando opening a Dimensional Hole and pulling out a sword. The sword was as gray as a stone. The blade was as wide as a palm and two inches thick. There was a saying inscribed on the blade:
'The one who wields this sword is the innate master of the earth …'
The ancient English grammar was concise and powerful. Dozens of characters were written in Gutenberg's script in an unusually simple and heavy style. They were connected to each other as if they contained magical power.
Brando kissed the blade like a real Knight and said softly: "Old friend, please guide me for the last time. Perhaps you still remember the glory of a thousand years ago. I'm proud to be able to fight alongside you."
As he spoke, he threw his sword forward.
"You …" Andesha felt as if there was a thorn stuck in her throat.
Halran Gaia let out a soft whimper. It had been sleeping for thousands of years, and the fierce battles had left merciless scars on its blade. It was no longer as glorious as it used to be. It used to control the entire land — — — — — —
Because the one who wields this sword is the king of the earth.
But the wind and frost had passed, and time flew by. When it reappeared in the world, it had accompanied an ordinary knight from a border kingdom through many roads.
Its enemies were no longer great and eternal existences, but the faith on the sword had never faded.
It was the Halran Gaia.
The Elemental Laws of the entire world resonated with it.
This was the sound of a holy sword.
The Halran Gaia suddenly broke apart, and the fragments formed a door of light that floated in the air. Clouds swirled around the door, forming a huge vortex. Andesha looked up at this shocking scene and saw a mountain peak hanging down from the sky.
The peak of the Spiral Mountain.
Legend had it that it was reflected on the White Tower and opposed to the White Tower. Then this place was …
Andesha looked at the other side of the door, and her dark eyes reflected a breathtakingly beautiful scenery. It was a shallow sea with waves as smooth as a mirror. Clouds floated in the sky, and at the end of the line between the sea and the sky, a towering mountain stood alone.
New life and death, endless growth.
This was the world outside the Elemental Barrier.
Shallow Sea.
The Elemental Plane of Water.
The door of light formed by the Halran Gaia rotated slightly, and gray Threads of Law fell from it and turned into dust. The fragments of the sword became dimmer and dimmer, like the gaze of an old hero. It had seen many sceneries, and its footprints were all over the Wohnde.
It was once held in the hands of the most heroic person in the world. It was the sword of swords, the holy sword of Gaia.
But this was the last thing it saw.
Gaia's teachings came from the belief of protection. Nobles protected their citizens, priests protected their believers, fathers protected their families, and mothers protected their children. At this moment, it acknowledged Brando's protection.
This was the noblest tribute.
A few Lines of Law landed on Brendel's body, and with a flash, they merged into his body. Brando was stunned for a moment. He discovered that there was an additional description of the Earth Element in his Elemental Power. He looked up at the door of light and roughly understood what was going on.
The power of inheritance.
"The Halran Gaia has acknowledged you." A white fox landed beside Brando's feet. She was a little dirty and had a few wounds on her body, but her black eyes were bright: "Feel its Law well. Perhaps one day you will really become the king of the world."
"I will." Brando replied: "White Mist, what happened to the Roman?"
"It is similar to what you understand. Because of Gaia's aura, the soul of the Twilight Dragon in the Roman's body went berserk. It has not fully descended yet, but the Dragon Empress will definitely guide it to happen."
White Mist stared at the other side of the door of light: "My power is not enough to stop her, and neither are you. But perhaps we can work together. The Shallow Sea is the entrance to the Elemental Barrier. I have been to this world a few times, and I can guide you."
"If I kill Fredric, what will happen?"
"You can't kill it!" Andesha grabbed the blade of his sword in agitation. Blood flowed from her white fingers, but she did not seem to notice it as she shouted: "You promised me."
Brendel ignored her and continued to look at the white fog.
White Mist shook her head: "Have you ever thought that even if you kill Fredric, the Twilight Dragon will still descend upon the Roman? At that time, the Roman Empire will cease to exist."
Brando fell silent. Andesha also trembled and did not dare to make a sound.
"You already knew this?" He suddenly asked.
"Do you blame me?"
"No." Brando shook his head. He knew that even if he knew that the Twilight Dragon's will was in the Roman's body, it would still be futile. It was the first time he felt so lost about the future.
He thought about the moonlit summer night in Bucce. He thought about everything about the merchant girl. He thought about her amusing leather skirt, her bag, her smooth forehead, and her bright and cunning eyes. The more he thought about it, the more confused he became.
"Brando, no matter what you do, I will stand by your side —"
"Brando, I will become a great merchant in the future!"
"You will."
He muttered to himself: "No matter who you are, I will save you. I promised you."
"You really look like that idiot Odin now." White Mist suddenly said.
Brando shook his head: "No, I don't look like him at all."
"Oh? Why? "
"Because he failed, and I will succeed —"
"I hope so."
The man and the fox stepped into the world behind the Gate of Light, leaving Andesha to stare blankly at the Gate of Light. The Gate of Light gradually faded, and the scenery behind it became more and more illusory.
But the Tree Herders' leader suddenly gritted her teeth and rushed in with her hands covered in blood. The Gate of Light flickered behind her and disappeared.
About a few minutes later, Hipamila limped over. She looked left and right, all the way to the place where the door of light had disappeared. She sniffed lightly with her nose and finally sighed.
"I'm a step too late, my lord … …"
… …
The Shallow Sea.
Among the many worlds of Vaunte, such a word was called Toragon by the witches, and the Dwarves called it the World of the Water of All Things. It was the home of the Elven Tree and also the home of the Elves. It was recorded in the Pale Poem as a mysterious rune that was difficult to decipher with the wisdom of mortals, but humans gave it a definition –
The Elemental Plane of Water.
Many people dreamed of the Shallow Sea because it was connected to the River of Abyss. It was the place where the fate of mortals rose and fell. In that dream, it was a boundless blue sea with greyish-white promontories rising from the sea, forming a cliff-like scene.
It formed a path that led straight to the Mountain of Storm Cessation. At the peak of the mountain, wind elemental dragons and wind elemental dragons circled around all year round. Their breaths formed storms that patrolled the entire continent.
Under the mountains, earth elemental energy gathered and formed the last barrier of the Elemental Barrier. Here, the mountains were suspended in the void. Rock Boring Worms often dug through the Elemental Barrier, causing magic to invade and form monster nests or monster swarms in the Wohnde. This was the center of the earth elemental energy, the Stone Plane.
Brando saw that the endless greyish-white path was now full of traces of battle. The bodies of giant wolves were scattered on the rocks, and crystal fragments were shattered on the ground. In the distance, there was a huge corpse lying on the side of the road. It was a crystal giant, but there was only a hole where its head should have been.
This was the Shallow Sea.
The origin of all life, a world that was endlessly born and destroyed. He looked up and saw the Sacred Spiral Mountain and the Mountain of Storm Cessation standing face to face on the White Plain under the clouds.
He suddenly felt sad. The Halran Gaia had witnessed many things that he had done in this world. Everything started with the Abies, the battles, the adventures, the prosperity of the territory, the expectations on everyone's faces, and the smile of Romaine.
But they all turned into fragments and disappeared with the wind.
"Did you remember something from the past?" White Mist suddenly asked.
"How did you know?" Brando looked at the little fox in surprise.
"The Shallow Sea is the origin of all life. The dying can see their lives here. The memories of mortals, wisdom, and spirituality float in the sea. Water is born from life, and fire gives it wisdom — "
Brando looked around and found that between the corpses of the giant wolves and the crystal, broken greyish-white rocks rose into the sky. They were suspended in the air as if invisible magic was holding them up.
The air was buzzing, and the wind blew across the sky. The clouds were spreading in a certain direction at a speed visible to the naked eye. The center and source of the magic flow obviously came from the direction of the Mountain of Storm Cessation.
He looked up and squinted his eyes. "What's going on?"
"My lord's ritual has begun. The Twilight Dragon is descending, and the power of Chaos will break through the elemental barrier in a short period of time. That's why the Shallow Sea has such violent magic fluctuations."
A voice came from behind them. It was Andesha. The Matriarch of the Tree Herders clenched her fist and answered with gritted teeth.
"This change is not too far in the Shallow Sea, but in the Wohnde, the largest magic tide in a thousand years has already arrived. It can be seen first in the Great Glacier and White Mountain, but it will soon sweep across the entire continent."
Brando looked at the woman, and a voice echoed in his heart.
The era of war and chaos has begun.
… …
(PS: Blackie came to play here yesterday and went out to receive this newbie, so I didn't update. I came back today to make up for it.
Speaking of which, I saw the battle between the Warship Maiden in the afternoon finally come to an end. It's really gratifying. It's really a battle between gods, and the players are the ones who suffer. That's why I said we'll see each other in the game.)
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