Eleranta looked serious as if she had been waiting for this opportunity for a long time. She immediately threw the War Slate in the direction of the Twilight Dragon.
The Golden Slate flew out of her hand, and after flying for dozens of meters, it suddenly stopped in mid-air and slowly began to rotate. It rotated 180 degrees clockwise, and the Gaia Emblem in the center rotated counterclockwise at the same time. Then, with a soft click, it caved in.
Full soft light gushed out from the caved in Gaia Emblem, and everyone present saw this scene at the same time. It was as if the Dwarven God, Steel Forger Osolan, in the myths, had taken out molten steel in front of his Eternal Forge, and then poured it into the trenches in the earth to forge the whole world. When the golden-red lava flowed on the ground, everyone also saw lines that emitted golden light extending from the engravings of the slate.
When the light touched the space outside the slate, it immediately spread out and formed a pale golden network. It was as if the Golden Book had expanded a hundred times in an instant. Every time the light spread out along the network and touched the void, it quickly expanded three times in a row.
With a soft sound, a huge circular array with three layers that slowly rotated in different directions was instantly formed.
This circular array had the Golden Slate as the center, and seventeen runes appeared on it, representing the laws, elements, and magic power.
Order.
Matter.
Energy.
The three existential forces determined the foundation of Wohnde's existence. In the description of the Pale Poem, they were the supreme authority that Martha had given to the existence of this world. They were the will of the world's creation, the cornerstone of the existence of the Tiamat law.
It was the Elemental Code A 'thro —
Haku was stunned. This was the symbol of Martha's supreme power, and the mother of the gods had already given her scepter to the mortals!
At this moment, she suddenly understood. What was the Absolute Saint?
The supreme order, the power of existence.
It was a power that mortals could not control. It was once only owned by the gods, and the Truth Parliament had used this power more than once to fight against the Twilight. However, the ancestors had tried many results, but they had to face the same possibility.
As Order became stronger and more complete, the resistance from Dusk and Chaos became more stubborn. The Chaos of all things would always increase, and the Eras would always end with rebirth and destruction.
Only by fusing with the Chaos could one return to the Chaos. The lowly Iron People seemed to be the only hope of this world.
But who could guide a weak hope to grow into a flower of victory? The gods had long since disappeared, and the ancestors had also left this world. The mortals were still unable to control their own destiny, and the world still needed the final opportunity.
It was as if the needle was pointing to the predetermined moment on the dial of a clock. When the gods released their hands, the rusty spring had already begun to reset.
This was the final push of this world.
'Here is our agreement.
Even if I have to sacrifice myself … '
She seemed to hear the grinding of gears in the void. Her gaze passed through a thousand years, back to the time when the forest was quiet and distant, and the silver elves walked in the forest.
It was a broken flag, a bloody sunset, and on the scorched land, the people who had lost their authority were making their last desperate gamble.
The dragons, the wizards in the clouds, and the noble elves were not the main characters of this battle. The real four main characters were standing there, as if behind a hazy fog — a long blonde hair, a golden-red holy sword, an elf, and her remaining twenty-one Knight, a noble from the White Bay coast, holding a scepter, and a short-haired woman of few words.
The man who was surrounded was already injured, and his body was a little bent, but he was even more calm.
Then, all the dreams were shattered.
Haku saw a sword, a long dark golden blade, and the cracks were filled with dark red light. However, the sword was burning with a golden-red flame, like a holy flame that cleansed all the filth in the world.
The sword was held in Brando's hand, and with a casual slash from bottom to top, the blade was still tens of thousands of meters away, and in the dark void, a golden line had extended from bottom to top beside the Twilight Dragon.
A crack seemed to be cut in space, and then endless flames spewed out from it.
The law of space, the Flash Strike Sword Art, the supreme mystery of the Flame King.
At the same time, there was also the Shallow Sea Sword, Cinna's ability to counter armies, but it was displayed in the form of flames. The law of the two swords merged into one in Brando's hand, and there was no sense of obstruction.
Dusk was about to attack Eleranta, but she was forced back by Brando's sword. She felt a deep sense of fear from Brando's sword, and it was not Orpheus itself that attacked her, but a few of the basic laws of the Tiamat law.
She even felt that if she did not avoid this sword, she might really be injured because of it. At this moment, the holy sword in Brando's hand was exactly the same as the spear she had faced before, or even stronger.
She remembered the name of the spear, it was called Firmament, the Azure Spear.
The merchant lady's dark pupils contracted deeply, and she finally felt threatened at this moment. Eleranta had already displayed the Elemental Code, A 'thro, and she knew what she was going to do at that moment. That damned woman, Martha, had indeed schemed against her again.
But the latter had given her authority to mortals, which meant that she had actually destroyed herself!
This was something that the Twilight Dragon had never thought of.
How could she do this?
For what?
For those lowly insects?
Such determination, such desperation, the departure of the gods seemed to be just to let this world continue. But what she could not understand was, were the mortals who continued this world really the heirs of that glorious kingdom?
She remembered the divine people who were her enemies, remembered Martha and the gods. They were completely different from the kingdom that struggled in the mortal world like beggars. Originally, she did not need to understand. Emotions like understanding order did not exist in the will of the Twilight Dragon. She also did not need to be angry, because anger did not belong to her cognition.
But at this moment, complex emotions were transmitted from the kind personality of the Silver Queen, Constance. It was a form of life that she could not understand, full of low-level emotions and distracting thoughts, but she could not suppress them at this moment.
"Why? These damned guys, why do they do such meaningless things? "
In the past few eras, she had been enemies with these old-fashioned guys, and she could not even conquer these inflexible guys.
It was a great shame.
She could not understand, and even became furious because of it. She let out a scream and suddenly swept her palm towards the magic circle that Eleranta had unfolded. The black energy vortex hit the Elemental Code A 'thro, and the three-layered magic circle shook violently because of this mighty blow, as if it would shatter together with the whole world of Wohnde at any time.
At this moment, a crack appeared on the land of Wohnde, from the great glacier to the Alkash Mountains, from the Anzeruta Plateau to the Great Plains. The earth sank, the sublime inland sea collapsed, and the giant island of Truvia in the north of Hazel was divided into three. At the same time, hundreds of islands on the new sea vaporized at the same time.
When Eleranta saw this scene, her face turned pale, and blood almost immediately seeped out from under her skin, like bloody tears.
Almost everyone felt a terrible scream in their minds, but only Brando ignored the storm and stabilized the Holy Sword Oderfeiss in his hand, and slashed at the Twilight Dragon with all his strength.
The Roman turned her head, and a few black vortexes appeared between her and Brando.
But at this time, the dazzling golden line drawn by Brando's blade suddenly turned into nine, and the Nine Luminaries Sword Art immediately penetrated the gap between the black vortexes and mercilessly slashed at the former.
This was the second time the Twilight Dragon felt a sharp pain from the depths of her soul since she gained consciousness.
In her memory, only the tip of the spear that seemed to shine with the verdant brilliance of the world hit her hard in the eye. She raised her head and wailed, and everything was in vain because of this.
At this moment, it was like yesterday.
Her attack was immediately interrupted because of this.
In a split second, the Elven Queen covered her mouth with one hand, and blood dripped between her fingers. At the same time, she threw out the slate in her hand with the other hand.
Among the seventeen runes, there were also three laws.
Creation.
Existence.
Death.
That was the integrity and consistency of the Tiamat Law, the logic and cycle of the world, the beginning and end of everything, the true meaning of existence.
When Brando saw the bright light, he faintly felt something in his heart. He seemed to have seen the beginning and end of time, the world before space and matter existed.
It was like a great word, which could neither be described with words nor expressed with sound, but naturally represented all the truths of this world.
Mortals only needed to look at it to understand everything.
When the second array was formed, the Twilight Dragon immediately felt that her influence on the world was reduced by half. She saw the wounds on the ground begin to heal, the sea no longer boiled, and the mountains stopped moving horizontally and sinking.
A thin, crystal-like barrier appeared between her and the two laws. This was the Realm Crystal Barrier. A panicked expression appeared on Roman's face, and she reflexively tried to flee.
But how could Brando give her the chance?
He appeared between the Elemental Array in a flash, and his Order Points almost instantly dropped to zero. But he didn't care and directly blocked the Twilight Dragon.
The merchant lady glared at him angrily. She didn't move, but a wave of space rippled between the two, like a raging wave that attacked Brando.
At the same time, waves of spiritual attacks and pressure directly pressed against his spiritual world. Brando only felt his vision turn black, but his heart was keenly aware that the power of the Twilight Dragon's will had greatly weakened compared to before.
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