In the Twilight Forest outside the Land of Everlasting Death, the dark river was shrouded in thick fog. The sound of flowing water could be heard as the waves passed through the rocks in the river and formed a whirlpool. The twigs and driftwood that flowed down from the upper reaches of the river swirled and sank to the bottom of the river. Occasionally, one or two white lines could be seen in the dark night.
A battle was taking place on the riverbank. "March of the Unending Army!" Fusia was like a lone peak in the forest. A card glowing with black light was spinning on its seventh horn. When it finally stopped, it revealed the scene of an army of Spectral Mercenaries marching across the dark plains.
Countless skeletons were crawling out from the ground. Mud was peeling off from their bodies, revealing their white skeletons. These filthy evil spirits stood up shakily from the riverbank. From afar, a terrifying phosphorescence could be seen surging towards the other side of the battlefield — Metisha and Hipamira.
"Heaven's Armor!" The Silver Elf Princess also threw out a card. She stretched out her hand, and the card instantly hung in mid-air. Silver light gathered, as if the light of the world was added to it. On the surface of the card, above the holy clouds, a beam of light pierced down like a sharp sword. Just as the card described, 'When the Light of Judgment plows through the battlefield, the undead army will be reduced to ashes — —
The Planeswalker's power resonated with the entire world. The three of them looked up and saw a golden cloud suddenly appear in the dark night sky. Above the cloud, there was a light that no one could look at. The light shone into the forest and covered the riverbank. Holy flames immediately ignited on the riverbank, and the undead howled and melted in the flames, turning into ashes. It was as if judgment had descended upon the world.
Fusia nodded. A hint of cunning flashed in her golden eyes. She spoke, "The Five Colors of Dawn can be transformed into any color. It can be used in many different ways in a battle based on the Cards of Fate that I have. In this battle, I will use the agile and reckless red creatures to attack you. The red creatures are easily angered and weak. Once their attacks are thwarted, they will leave a large number of corpses in the graveyard. The Unending Army can transform all the creatures in the graveyard into level 10 Black Spectral Mercenaries. They may look weak in your eyes, but a Planeswalker's power is not only limited to creatures and spells —"
Her voice rumbled in the forest and startled a flock of birds. They flapped their wings and flew into the night sky. But she did not seem to hear anything. She raised her golden claw and showed the next card.
"Vengeance!"
Balls of white light rose from the ashes of the undead creatures. They looked like ghostly flames in the dark. Fusia pointed her claw at Metisha. Countless balls of light flew towards Metisha. The Silver Elf princess could not dodge in time and was hit in the chest. Blood spurted out of her mouth as she was sent flying.
Miss Priestess screamed in fright and rushed over to help Medissa up.
"Hipamira, I'm fine …" Metisha's face was pale. Blood was dripping from the corner of her mouth. It took her a long time to catch her breath. She forced a smile that looked worse than crying and replied weakly.
She let out a sigh and looked at Fu Sia from afar. "… I lost again, Your Majesty."
"That's normal. I inherited my Planeswalker powers from the same era as Odin, Tuman, and Kelsie. It would be ridiculous if I couldn't even defeat two Planeswalkers. But do you know why you lost, little princess?" Fusia replied.
Metisha shook her head.
"Your cards have powerful spells and excellent creatures, and they complement each other. Every card can be considered powerful, but this is far from enough, because the power of a Planeswalker is not built on a few powerful cards. You are a Knight, do you understand your position in your master's deck?"
"Knight …?"
"What is a Knight, little princess?" Fusia raised her head. Her golden eyes were like two full moons in the night sky. Her voice echoed throughout the forest. "A Knight is a noble of the border. You are the minister of the king. You are the leader of your subjects. You are the lord, the soldier, and the ruler. Every time the king blows his horn and summons you to fight for him, you must raise your flag, mount your war horse, and fight for honor. "
"So this is my role in the Lord's all-class system?" Metisha suddenly understood. Her silver eyes shone brightly.
"That's right. Your position in the Full Time Card Dominator group is a solid supporter, and the white color that Brendel set for you is suitable for you. White is the color of justice, and in the world of Planeswalkers, it symbolizes law, order, and organization. White mana is contained in the plains. It symbolizes wealth and prosperity. White cards have excellent and cheap soldiers, monks, and angels. It symbolizes honor and loyalty. So as the king's Knight, you must repay your Planeswalker with self-discipline, wealth, loyalty, and honor. You are the cornerstone of this system. The prosperity of the Knight deck symbolizes the prosperity of the kingdom. Only with endless wealth can the other decks become richer. Your self-discipline and loyalty can awaken the creatures on the battlefield. You use your honor to lead them to fight for the king. So the most suitable deck for you is the Pure White Barrier deck. "
Medissa had a pensive look on her face. "What about me, Your Majesty Dragon King?" Hipamira asked quickly.
She looked at the cleric. "Gray represents stability, determination, and protection. Gray cards are strong in defense but weak in attack. It is slightly cumbersome. Although you are the cleric of Himilud, you don't have to restrict yourself to a fixed way of thinking. I will send you to the Temple of Yawei Island. There is a long-lost mountain sanctuary there. Before the Year of Eradication, the clerics there faced the power of the raging sea every day. You will understand the fusion of the earth and the sea there and learn to use the Gray and Blue Control Deck. "
"When do we leave?" Metisha suddenly asked.
She raised her head and stared at the dark sky with her golden eyes. Ever since the Necropolis of Waning Moon three days ago, the fire had never been extinguished. The sky was dyed red by the flames as if it was the end of the world.
"One week later."
"How long will the trial take, Your Majesty Dragon King?"
"Not too long. The trial will be completed in the Realm of Time of the people of Matatania. The long time there is only a moment in the Prime Material Plane. You will be able to complete the trial in half a month at most — if you can come out alive."
Metisha's eyes lit up. "Can we leave earlier?"
"Earlier? How much earlier? "
"Now, immediately."
She frowned slightly and said, "I have to remind you that the trial of the Planeswalker is very dangerous. You better be well prepared."
Metisha turned around and looked at Hipamira. Both of them nodded at the same time.
"We have thought about it, Your Majesty Dragon King."
… …
For the past three days, the City of Everlasting Death was shrouded in shadows. Flames were burning in the city near and far. Golden smoke billowed into the sky, reflecting the night sky red.
Three days ago, the Goddess of Waning Moon's scheme was thwarted, but she still left an indelible scar on the city. After the Temple of Waning Moon collapsed, a bottomless abyss replaced its original location. This abyss stretched across the center of the city. Countless children of the Evil God were crawling out from the abyss. The necromancers had to do their best to suppress them in the center of the city.
A believer of the Waning Moon walked through the hall and shouted to the balcony, "Mister Brando, your guest."
Brendel and Delphine were talking on a balcony, and Andrea was standing by the side. This scene under the night sky was reflected in the eyes of the three of them.
He turned around and saw a familiar figure appear in front of him.
"Brando!" Freya was travel-worn. The tiredness on her face seemed to have been swept away.
She had just dismounted from the back of the wyvern. Ever since she received the princess's order, she rushed here from Randner without rest. Everything she saw and heard these days was like a dream. She could not believe the words of the Queen of Banshees, Yalvete, but the fact that the undead signed the peace agreement, withdrew from Erouine, returned Bucce, and punished the war criminals was an ironclad fact.
All of this was because of the man in front of her. It was rumored that he, together with the Nine Phoenix Alliance and the Silver Elves, defeated the undead empire in the south of the Sea of Waning Moon. Although the details were not detailed, the Black Rose of the Roman Empire had made concessions.
If it wasn't for that heart-wrenching victory, the Emperor of Madara wouldn't have bowed down so easily. Others might not be able to do it, but she firmly believed that if it was that person, then he would definitely be able to do it.
Because this was not the first time she witnessed him creating miracles. She still remembered the battle of life and death in Fortress Riedon. If it was not for that life and death battle, if it was not for Brando, she would not be where she was today.
The Valkyrie of Aouine that was praised by the people.
Freya remembered the light brown eyes that shone with unwavering hope. The chestnut-colored hair, the familiar face, appeared in front of her again. She smiled at her and said, "Freya."
… …
(PS: After organizing my thoughts, I'm back ~ I'll update one chapter today, and I'll resume tomorrow. The main thing was that I spent some time thinking about Brando's Planeswalker cards. I definitely did not pick up trash or anything like that. Speaking of which, I've been really unlucky this month. I can't even drink water. Not only did I catch a cold some time ago, I even applied for a new bank card last week, but I forgot to tell my editor. As a result, I have to eat dirt this month.)
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