Everyone saw a dazzling white light slash out from the blade in Brando's hand.
It was like the rising sun, the dazzling light of dawn. The light wheel spread out in all directions, expanding rapidly in the void. It left the sword, and in an instant, the light screen had surpassed the entire fleet of the Tyrmosian people.
This light blade that almost covered half of the void, under the control of Brando's indomitable will, slashed forward until it collided with the purple lightning.
Under everyone's shocked gazes, the white blade of light that Xin Na sent out sliced the lightning bolt in half. The lightning bolt seemed to have suffered a heavy blow, instantly turning into electrical charges that filled the sky, dissipating into nothingness.
"Oh …" Fiath, who was sitting on Malourcha's head, saw this scene and couldn't help but let out a long exclamation.
But Brando didn't have it easy either. After the lightning was cut off, it turned into a few stray electric beams that still swept past him. Although he blocked it with the Law of Space, he still felt a slight tightness in his chest. He subconsciously opened the panel to take a look, and found that he had lost more than 50 Order Points, and his HP had dropped by one-tenth.
Brando immediately took out the mana potion that he had prepared beforehand and drank it. Activating Cinna's power directly drained all of his mana. If he wanted to use the next skill, he first needed to fill up his mana pool. And because Cinna's ability only required him to empty his mana pool, there was no minimum requirement for the amount of mana he had, so this was the first time he felt that his mana pool was too big.
But fortunately, as a lord, and with a master alchemist like Tamar as his subordinate, Brando naturally didn't give up on his efforts to squeeze out the remaining value of this top alchemist in Madara's history. In fact, ever since he got the Dimension Cave, he had been carrying all kinds of alchemy potions. Most of them were mana potions, and a small part was holy water that he had let Miss Priestess and Tamar try to make together.
These mana potions hadn't been used much during the trip to the Empire, so they came in handy now. But his holy water reserves, because of the lack of production, had actually been in a state of rapid decline.
But even so, Brando still drank a bottle of No.7 holy water after drinking two mana potions to replenish the HP that he had lost earlier.
He was now completely in a state of full concentration. After splitting the lightning with his sword, he immediately picked up an elemental spell that he hadn't used in a long time, and cast a detection spell on the tiny lightning bolts that were dissipating in the void.
Detect Magic.
This was the first spell spell that apprentices, whether they were Law Wizards, Elementalists, witches, or other spellcasters, had to master when they learned magic.
Because only this zero-circle spell could let you feel the presence of magic in the air, analyze the nature of magic, and embark on this mysterious path.
But at this moment, Brando cast this spell, not to detect the presence of magic in the void — there was almost no doubt about it. After casting the detection spell, the obvious magic ripples that almost caused the space to distort said everything. Not only was there magic here, but it was also a world made of pure magic.
This was the boundary of the Law of Tiamat, the edge of the Sea of Magic.
And now, what he needed to do was to analyze the nature of magic.
He soon got the answer he wanted.
"Follow him!" In the fleet, White Mist was the first to react. She jumped to the base of the mast and ordered everyone. "Order the fleet to turn around and follow His Excellency the King of the Earth!"
All the Tirmosians who were paddling were stunned.
Miss Fairy, who was holding the Sea Mist Lamp in her hand, was also stunned.
Everyone turned to look at her.
"Turn around …"
Tata only hesitated for a moment before she made up her mind. She knew that the sacrifice of the Icesea Clan was not really meaningful. It was just a last desperate struggle.
Besides, now they could not abandon Brando and escape the storm vortex alone. What was the point of this voyage of the Tirmosians?
She also knew that Brando must have his reasons for making such a decision, and after a moment of consideration, she decided to trust him.
"Turn around," Miss Fairy replied firmly. "Follow Mr. Brando."
The Tirmosians looked at each other. Brando was chasing the Icesea Clan's fleet, and that direction was almost straight to the center of the storm. Wouldn't it be crazy to chase after him now?
But they had long been accustomed to obeying the judgment of the wise, and almost no one raised any objections. Only a uniform sound of the horn was heard, and the whole fleet immediately began to slowly turn around.
A moment later, someone transmitted a message. "My Lord, the Icesea Clan asked why we are turning around?"
"Tell the Icesea Sage that we are following them."
"The Icesea Sage asked why?"
Tata was silent for a moment, then looked at White Mist.
White Mist was also silent.
But at this time, Fiya suddenly jumped out of Malourcha's mane and said loudly, "My Lord spoke to me!"
"What did Mr. Brando say?" Tata hurriedly asked.
"He said …" Fiya's eyes widened, as if she could not believe it. "He, he said, let us pass through the storm vortex!"
"What?"
Everyone, including White Mist, was stunned. Only Miss Fairy was able to maintain a little calmness. She asked, "Why?"
Fiya shook her head in confusion. "I don't know. My Lord did not say, but he said that this is our only chance."
"What else did he say?" White Mist asked again. She was very familiar with the Ice Fairies and knew that Ice Fairies like Tata were in the minority, and the former were known for being unreliable.
Sure enough, Fiya seemed to have just remembered something and suddenly answered, "Oh, also, he asked us to protect the fleet and avoid the lightning."
"Avoid the lightning?" Lute frowned. "How can we do that?"
"My Lord said," Fiya shook her head and answered matter-of-factly, "that he will do his best to protect us."
"He will do his best to protect us?"
Everyone looked at each other.
How?
After all, as the guardians of the Shallow Sea Sword, the Tirmosi understood that although Brando's Holy Sword was powerful, as a mortal, the latter could not casually use its power.
Even if he had enough mana potions, how long could that last? The lightning in the center of the storm was probably uncountable.
Brando did not think too much about the Tirmosi's worries.
Because he was silently looking at the thing in his hand. To be precise, it was just some magic imprints condensed by detection magic. Generally speaking, only in areas with rich magic could detection magic imprints condensed by detection magic. In areas with poor magic, this magic could only detect some fleeting ripples at most.
But when he saw these imprints, he knew in his heart that he had guessed correctly.
The scene in front of him —
He had once experienced this scene in the game. This was not a storm vortex at all. Instead, Tiamat was undergoing a huge change to accommodate the magic tides from the Sea of Chaos.
The Millennium Tide had arrived.
But this was not only a disaster, but also a gift from Martha to the Iron Folk.
When the Millennium Tide arrived, the once weak Iron Folk almost immediately gained great power. On the contrary, during the entire slate war, although the Gold and Silver Folk had improved, it was far less obvious than the Iron Folk.
This was not only because the Iron Folk had a lower starting point.
It was because the law of Tiamat had changed the way it accommodated the power of Chaos. After the Millennium Tide arrived, Martha's law no longer formatted the power of Chaos so thoroughly, but the total amount of Chaos increased tremendously. As for the Gold and Silver Folk, which were more obvious in their Order, they did not gain much from this increase in quantity.
But the Iron Folk, who had more of the Dusk bloodline and were not so perfect, benefited from this upheaval and completely rose from the history of the continent.
It was as if it was from then on that players had the power to defeat Échis. It was also the beginning of the era of war and chaos, the starting point of the slate war.
And this moment was such a moment.
Brando snapped his fingers lightly and summoned the archangel holding the holy sword from the material world to his side.
The moment the latter came to his side, he clearly felt that her aura had become much stronger. This strength came from the changes in the law of Tiamat and the Millennium Tide's arrival on Erama's body.
But more importantly, it was because of himself.
"The magic of the lower levels." Erama frowned as soon as she appeared and said, "The law of Tiamat is reformatting the magic. What's going on?"
"Don't worry about it." Brando shook his head and did not intend to explain this problem to her. It was difficult for him to explain it. In fact, there were not many people, including the players, who were clear about this Millennium Tide.
The world only knew that after the arrival of the magic tide, it completely changed the power structure of the entire Vaunte, but as for why this happened, why the Law of Tiamat changed like this, it was estimated that only by asking Marsha in person would they be able to get the answer.
Brando raised the Shallow Sea Sword in his hand and pointed it forward, "Erama, protect me as I enter the center of the storm. Is that okay?"
… …
(PS: These chapters were originally supposed to be called the Great Storm Route, but my hand slipped and I forgot. It was the same as the previous chapter's name. Today's TI5 finals were a bloodbath.)
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