Among the people present, Phoenix Huo, Incirsta, and Tarkus could see the Extreme Plain that Brando had opened up, but other than the former who was carefully experiencing the power of the laws contained in it, the other two were seizing the time to silently calculate Brando's strength.
The conclusion was quickly reached.
Incirsta's conclusion was obviously similar to Tarkus'. The two looked at each other and secretly exchanged a look of joy.
"Late-stage Supreme Realm. This lord is really terrifying. He's only twenty-two years old, right?" This was the first thought that flashed through Incirsta's mind.
But he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
But that was all there was to it. He was not even a Sage, and was nothing in front of the Mercury Staff and the Saints of the Dead Moon. This guy was going to fall for his evil trick.
Thinking of this, the Black Lord was full of confidence. In his opinion, Brando was also an opponent of the same level — in terms of intelligence, he was still slightly inferior to him. When he brought Oderfeiss and Halran Gaia back to the Realm of Eternal Death, coupled with such an outstanding count, Her Majesty would definitely not mind having another capable general under her command. From then on, another earth-shattering figure would be born among the dark nobles.
And seeing that he had made such a great contribution, perhaps Her Majesty would not send him here to do hard labor because of that incident. The name Incirsta should only be born on the battlefield, and should only die on the battlefield. At least that was what he thought.
But what this future star of Madara never thought was that Brando was incomparably aware of his thoughts at the moment, and was also snickering.
After leaving the elemental barrier, thanks to the baptism of the Great Demonic Tide, he had stepped into the late-stage Supreme Realm. Now he was only showing the strength of the Supreme Realm. No matter how one looked at it, Incirsta and Tarkus could not see that he was faking it — in fact, he was not faking it.
However, if they thought that his battle prowess was only at the late stage of the Limiteer realm, then they were gravely mistaken. He knew very well that he was only one step away from becoming a Sage. Many powerhouses of this era might not be able to take this step in their entire lives, but it was no secret to him.
Even if these two racked their brains, they would not be able to figure out how a mortal could reach the Sage Realm. Although Brando guessed that the magic tide caused by the descent of the Twilight Dragon might have created several Sages in Wohnde, these two people had been staying in Rosaleen, where birds did not lay eggs, so they might not know this.
Furthermore, there was a huge gap between Sages and Sages.
Otherwise, how could the Sage of the Earth, Eranta, use a token to scare Gwendolyn away?
The biggest difference between the two was the understanding of the Laws.
The Sage Realm was the same as the Extreme Plains. Although it was also one of the five Elemental Realms, it was different from the gradual progression of the first three realms. These two realms were the two most special realms of the Elemental Realms. The Extreme Plains allowed mortals to have a god-like realm, and for the first time understood how the Laws worked in this world.
And the Sage Realm was a further deepening of this realm. To be precise, if the Extreme Plains was only a theory, then the Sage Realm was the way to use the Extreme Plains.
How you understood your own Extreme Plains, how you understood your own Laws and Elements, and how your Sage Power could be expressed in the form of skills.
Previously, he had shrouded the entire square with Spatial Power in the Storm Shadow Inn and accurately reflected all the arrows of the soldiers back, and now he was using Spatial Power to effortlessly immobilize the Knight. In fact, it was a manifestation of this way of operation.
This was the conclusion he came to after studying his own Elements and Supreme Power since the Elemental Barrier. It was also one of his biggest gains from this trip.
But these were only the lowest level of expression. Brando believed that as long as he stepped into the Sage Realm with his control of the Extreme Plains, the power he would gain would definitely increase by a thousand times. There was no other reason than that his power came from time and space.
The Power of Existence —
How could Eranta make the Dragon Queen Gwendolyn flee with just a look? It was because the Dragon Queen Gwendolyn was able to become a Sage only because of her bloodline. To be precise, if she was not a dragon, with her knowledge of the Laws, she would never be able to step into this realm in her lifetime.
The Golden Blood of the Dragon race allowed the Dragon race to step into the Sage Realm in the Age of Chaos after the War of the Holy Saints. This was just like how mortals could use stone slabs to perfect their bodies. But in the end, this was just an emergency path. It never had an end, and there was no turning back. Once one chose, they would be completely cut off from the Power of Existence.
Each of the Four Sages obviously relied on their own understanding of the Laws to step into the path of the Holy Saints. Although the restrictions of the Law of Tiamat that Martha left behind after the gods left finally stopped them at the checkpoint of the Way of the Perfect Body, it was still not something that the Dragon Queen could compare with.
The gods had already left the world.
Now, it was no longer possible for a new god to be born in this world, including the legendary Dragon Gwendolyn. She and Taioskraz may have gone very far, but they would not go any further than the Four Sages.
Brando looked at the scabbard of Oderfeiss that was hanging on his waist, and vaguely felt where his path was. The only door opened by the Seven Holy Swords might be a road to the future.
After that, there might really be a hidden mystery of the Power of Existence.
But he had many questions in his heart.
If the gods came to the world again, then wouldn't the efforts of the gods be in vain? Did the world really need a new god? Did the mortals really need a savior?
He could not answer this question, but at least so far, he only knew one thing, and that was that he still needed power.
Very, very strong power.
Power that could defeat the dusk.
The guards who caught up from behind had begun to appear on both sides of the street. These guys had obviously once again made the mistake of their predecessors, and once again lost touch with the people behind them.
But fortunately, this time they were not so reckless. They had already seen their colleagues lying on the road on this side of the street. Some of these people had even experienced the battle in the afternoon. Fortunately, they were not shot in the knees by the arrows. At this time, naturally, they did not dare to come up to Brando easily. They only privately told their companions about the situation, and then conveyed it to the captain of the Knight behind them.
In this way, the teams on both sides finally slowed down, and stopped at the intersection on that side.
What was even more fortunate was that —
Brando did not intend to trouble them. He silently looked at these people, thinking that it seemed that they had already found out where he was. But there was nothing strange about this. He and Phoenix Huo did not hide their whereabouts. Since Na Xin could find him, it would not be too difficult for the Lord of Rosaleen to find him, as the biggest snake in Rosaleen's territory.
The idle people on the street had already run away as soon as he taught the guards a lesson. At this moment, except for him, Phoenix Huo, and the two future generals of Madara, there was only Na Xin and the dark-skinned boy behind him.
Brando looked at the boy and said to Na Xin, "Na Xin, this is?"
"His name is Sebas, the son of my friend," Na Xin quickly replied. Because of the uninvited guests, he was stunned for a moment and forgot about Sebas's recklessness. It was as if he suddenly recalled it, and he immediately broke out in cold sweat.
However, he hesitated for a moment, and said firmly, "Sir, my friend entrusted him to me to take care of him. Sebas is like my son. I did not discipline him well."
"Uncle Na Xin." The dark-skinned boy had watched a big show for free. At this moment, he also understood why his uncle was so surprised at him. The way he looked at Brando was no longer as confident as before.
Although Madam Delfien had given him unlimited courage, it was a pity that he was just a boy who had never left Rosaleen. The most supreme existence he had ever seen was the lord of the castle. As for what kind of existence could easily beat up the lord's guards, it was no longer within his grasp.
He could not help but lick his lips, and replied dryly, "Sir, this has nothing to do with Uncle Na Xin. I was the one who wanted to find you because … because someone asked me to deliver a letter to you."
"Someone asked you to deliver a letter to me?" Brando was stunned. "Was it Mister Liu?"
Sebas was also stunned. Who was Mister Liu? However, Brando's amiable attitude finally gave him some courage. He took a breath and replied, "No, it was a lady, sir."
"Lady?" Brando was really stunned this time. "What kind of lady?" Actually, what he wanted to ask was whether the other party was a person, a fox, or something else.
However, he did not expect Sebas to shake his head vigorously. "I promised her that I would not reveal her name to outsiders. She might mention it to you in the letter, but before the letter is in your hands, I swear that I will not say a single word."
As he spoke, he took out a locked diary and said to Brando, "She wrote what she wanted to write in this diary, after page 177."
After Sebas finished speaking, he read it again in the letter. After confirming that he did not say anything wrong or miss a single word, he carefully handed the diary to Brando.
Brando took a look at the situation at the end of the street in the distance as he took the diary. He had never heard of White Fog writing a diary, and the style of this diary did not seem like something that a witch's spirit that had existed for over a thousand years should possess. It was more like something that belonged to some noble's daughter. Brando did not expect that his casual guess would be so close to the mark. He took the diary in his hands. The lock was not a problem for him at all, and he opened it with a light swipe of his finger.
He opened the diary, and it was at this moment that a group of people on horseback appeared at the end of the street not far away. Brando's eyebrows twitched. He was sure that he had seen Lord Rosaleen among them.
However, what surprised him was that among the Knight by Lord Rosaleen's side, there was actually a person who had surpassed the peak of the law and entered the supreme realm.
This was somewhat out of his expectations.
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