When Freya woke up from her drowsy state, she struggled to blink her eyes. In her blurry vision, the first thing she saw was a blood-red sky. Her vision gradually enlarged. Pillars of smoke were hanging at the edge of the sky. Crystal clusters flew overhead, and occasionally, one or two flames lit up the dark sky in the east.
The light of the stars had already appeared in the sky. The stars twinkled in the lavender sky in the east.
Occasionally, a bright flash would explode in the sky. It was either a battleship firing or a crash landing. Then, she saw the Silver Dragon Lady looking at her with concern. The Silver Dragon Lady's left eye was tightly shut, and silver blood kept flowing out of it.
Freya was dazed for a moment before she finally remembered what had happened. She asked in a hoarse voice, "Lady Mithril, your eye?"
Mithril shook her head, indicating that she was fine.
"I'm sorry …" Freya said softly.
"That's not your fault," Mithril replied. "You've done well enough."
"Did we succeed?"
Mithril nodded solemnly.
Freya felt dizzy with happiness. She looked at the golden-red clouds in a daze. The light of the setting sun seemed to burn the entire sky. After a while, she regained her strength and asked softly, "Did we win?"
"We won part of it," Mithril replied.
"Part of it?"
The Silver Dragon Lady moved aside silently, allowing Freya to see the other side of the sky. Above the golden clouds, the center of the battlefield was calm. The huge portal had disappeared. Freya's gaze was fixed, and her snow-white cheeks gradually climbed up her cheeks.
At some point, a golden flame was reflected in her brown eyes.
It was a bright golden line. It lay quietly in the sky, spewing out endless flames. It was slowly opening. Freya finally saw what it was. It was an opening eye — a golden-red eye with a vertical pupil. It was above the sky, overlooking the earth.
The flame-like clouds hung low, and countless meteors were slowly descending from the clouds, falling to the ground.
It was a gigantic dragon that spanned across heaven and earth.
It was dusk.
Freya opened her mouth slightly and said hoarsely, "It's awake …"
"Yes, it's awake." The Silver Dragon Lady also looked in that direction. A layer of fire was reflected in her silver eyes as she replied softly, "After an era, the nightmare of our world has once again descended upon this land."
"Is it all over …"
"No, we still have hope."
"Hope?"
The Silver Dragon Lady held Freya's hand and replied, "Have you forgotten, Freya? Our battle is over, but another battle has just begun."
Valkyrie suddenly quieted down.
She listened quietly to the sound of her heartbeat, steady and strong.
That was his war.
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This was an ancient and verdant dream. When Brando stopped and looked at the crystal forest in front of him, such a thought appeared in his mind. Crystal clusters stood in great numbers, emitting emerald light. They sparkled with each other, and sacred ancient trees surrounded the area, forming a peaceful holy land.
He looked up. Above his head, countless World Tree Roots rose from the darkness and mist, intertwining with each other and converging here, forming the base of a giant tree.
The Jadeite Summit was a term used to describe this place countless years ago. It was the peak of the mortal realm, connected to the Country of Mist, the Country of Death, and the Scorching River. In the previous life, the players had found the entrance to this place from the Scorching River.
And this place was the lair of the most powerful being in this world, the Verdant Dragon.
Although its name was Verdant, Nidhogg was a genuine Black Dragon. The reason it got its name was because of its Holy Blood, which was as green as jade. Brando only realized now that it wasn't because Nidhogg was special, but because it was a Bronze Dragon.
Because that blood was Bronze Blood.
He also understood why Nidhogg hid here for thousands of years and gnawed on the foundation of the World Tree endlessly. The ambiguous background story in The Amber Sword finally turned into a clear answer here.
Because the Verdant Dragon's purpose here was the Throne of Destiny.
Eternal time did not dissolve its hatred for the gods. It wanted revenge for everything that Martha had created, and it wanted to completely destroy the world that she had protected with her own hands. Brando just never dreamed that the invincible world boss in The Amber Sword, after everything ended, would return to its original goal in this world.
He still came here.
He looked at this place, and there seemed to be a strange feeling in his heart, a connection from another world. The souls of countless people were tied together with him.
But whether he really had to face the Eternal Dragon, Brando was not sure.
Everyone carefully moved forward in the Crystal Forest, and everyone was cautious not to speak. After all, the owner of this place was a mythical existence. His subordinate, Garm the Vicious Hound, was a notorious existence in the divine war, not to mention the master himself.
Of course, no one would expect the owner to be hospitable —
The forest was quiet. Tia and Hipamira tilted their heads and looked at the reflections on the crystal bark, which could actually reflect their faces. It was just that on the divided mirror, the reflections were big and small, and some were distorted exaggeratedly. Tia was shocked, and Miss Priestess had an interesting look on her face.
Apart from the two of them who still had the mind to pay attention to these details, the others looked more or less serious.
"I finally understand," The Shire finally couldn't help but speak, and he whispered to Mephistopheles, "why the Bronze Dragon appeared here, so their boss is here."
Mephistopheles nodded, indicating that he agreed.
And the deer demoness Helene walked at the front of the group. She had been alone in the darkness for thousands of years, and was the most suitable to adapt to the solitude here. Moreover, the Crystal Forest was kind of like home to her.
She looked around and said, "This place doesn't look like it has been broken in by outsiders."
"You mean we have already rushed ahead of the Dusk?" Aloz asked.
"That's hard to say," Helene replied, "The road to the Emerald Summit is not only the Kingdom of the Dead. I remember the legends said that Nidhogg himself arrived here from the world of ice and snow in the Kingdom of Mist."
"But at least we can't see the corpses of the Dusk species here, right?" The Shire continued, "And most importantly, it means that we are not on the same path as the Emerald Dragon. You may not believe it, but this is a big relief."
Brando looked back at Tia. The elven girl was still holding the light ball in her hand, and the light on the light ball was pointing straight ahead. Although he had never been to this place in person, he had seen a lot of related videos, and quickly figured out where it was.
If he remembered correctly, there were a few World Tree Roots in front of them, and the gap between the roots formed a huge valley. The players called it the Altar Valley because there was a square conical altar in the middle of the valley.
When Brando thought of the altar, he had a vague guess in his heart.
Sure enough, it did not take long for them to walk out of the Crystal Forest. The view in front of them suddenly opened up, and a beautiful valley jumped into their vision. Everyone could not help but stop. The valley in the distance was actually a sea of grass, dotted with crystal forests far and near. A waterfall fell from the World Tree Root, and after flowing through the entire valley, it poured into a sparkling lake on the horizon.
Tia saw this scene and was so surprised that her mouth was wide open. She was not the only one. In fact, if they did not see it with their own eyes, no one would believe that there was such a beautiful place in such a lower world.
Only Brando had expected this, and so he saw the tall altar in the valley at a glance.
It was a pyramid-shaped altar that stood in the sea of grass. The whole thing was made of obsidian, and so it was very conspicuous in the green field. Brando noticed that the black main body of the altar was covered with a dense crystal grid. He had seen many of these things in the Deadly Frost Forest and the Loop of Trade Winds, and he knew at a glance that this thing could not be separated from the network of Tiamat.
Brando walked forward, but behind him, Scarlet asked worriedly, "Will the Emerald Dragon be here?"
Brando shook his head. He was not particularly worried about this. Although the Emerald Summit was Nidhogg's lair, the Emerald Dragon did not always stay in this place. More often than not, it was above the World Tree gnawing at the foundation of the Law of Tiamat, and often only returned to its lair to rest for a few times a year.
Of course, the explanation in "The Amber Sword" was that players could only challenge the Dragon of Eternity for a few times a year, if there was really someone who came to challenge it.
So Brando explained to the Highlander girl, "Nidhogg has been fighting with the Law of Tiamat for a long time, and always fought until it was covered in bruises, and only then would it return to the Emerald Summit to rest. This kind of battle has been going on for thousands of years, almost endless, so it would not be long before it returned to the Emerald Summit. "
"But I don't understand," Scarlet frowned, "Why would it do that?"
"Naturally, it's because of their hatred of the gods." Aloz continued, "The Bronze Tribe hates everything created by the gods, including our world itself."
"The sad thing is," the little female dragon continued, "even if it represents eternity, it can't bite through the foundation of the Law of Tiamat, so for it, this battle is destined to go on forever."
"What a sad fate." The Shire shrugged.
As they talked, they had reached the edge of the altar.
Brando raised his head and looked at the tall altar. The light on the light ball in Tia's hand was almost connected to the altar. "Looks like we're here." The Shire saw the light and said, "What should we do next?"
"Who has the Lionheart Sword?" Brando asked.
"It's with me." Metisha quickly replied. She lowered her head and was about to reach for the Lionheart Sword hanging on her waist, but at this time, the whole valley suddenly trembled slightly.
At that moment, everyone subconsciously stopped what they were doing. Tia was so scared that she immediately ran behind her sister.
Everyone else raised their weapons, but Brando looked around carefully and found that after the sudden tremor, there seemed to be no abnormality in the valley.
"The tremor is coming from above." Irene looked up cautiously and pointed at the top of her head, "It's not close to here."
"It should be the Emerald Dragon." Brando thought for a moment and replied, "It may be attacking the World Tree."
Tia was shocked. She stuck out her little tongue and asked in surprise, "It's not close to us, but it can still make such a big commotion? How big is it?"
"Of course it's not small," Brendel replied. "It's a perfect existence after all. It holds the only eternal element in the world of Vaunte. The Emerald Dragon is defined as existing in countless parallel worlds and times at the same time. Even if it dies in a certain place at a certain moment, it will be revived because of its existence in another place at another moment."
"My Lord, does that mean we can't kill it?"
"That's why it's called immortal." Brando nodded and replied, "In the other plan of the Gods, it was originally used as the ultimate weapon against the Twilight. But things are unpredictable. Perhaps they didn't expect that what they created with their own hands would be such a disaster."
"Against me?"
Suddenly, a sneer came from the valley.
Brando looked up abruptly. That voice — it was the voice that described the deepest nightmares in his heart countless times in the middle of the night, the voice that woke him up time and time again.
That was Roman's voice.
Everyone turned around and saw the merchant lady slowly walking out from the sea of grass. She looked at the others and smiled, "Nidhogg is only fit to be a watchdog. How can its power be called eternal? Brando, in front of you, the so-called King of Bronze is not even worth mentioning — "
Brando looked at Roman quietly. He looked at the girl who escaped from Bucce with him and Freya and dreamed of being a merchant. She had a faint smile on her face, as if everything that happened six years ago was just a dream. And the promise he made to this girl in the past had become his biggest regret today.
He said quietly, "Twilight Dragon, since you are controlling this body, as enemies, I hope we can at least respect you."
The smile on Roman's face gradually disappeared.
She looked at Brando, "If it wasn't to completely destroy your world, why would I come here? All of this is because of that damned woman. If she hadn't thrown Tiamat into the Chaos, I could have easily reduced you to dust. "
A voice rang out.
"At the end of the day, it's because you are just a consciousness born from the Chaos. Twilight, although you are powerful, you cannot represent this world." A figure walked out from behind the Highlander girl. It was Ovina. She looked coldly at the Twilight and said, "If you hadn't started that battle, why would we have come to this world? But it doesn't matter. The war that has lasted for generations will come to an end. And that moment will be the moment you lose. "
"Azure," Roman glared hatefully at Ovina, "Our debt will be settled sooner or later —"
Just as she finished speaking, the entire valley suddenly shook violently again.
Everyone subconsciously raised their heads because they could clearly feel that the source of the tremors this time was much closer than the previous one.
The Twilight Dragon also looked up at the dome of the World Tree and smiled, "It seems that Nidhogg has already sensed your presence."
"Me?" Brando frowned.
"Do you still not understand?" The Twilight Dragon's smile was eerie, "Nidhogg exists in every space and time. This is the so-called eternity. But there is a law in this world that can lock down every space and time. It is destined to counter this so-called eternity. Do you think it won't sense it?"
Brando suddenly understood.
Wasn't his Element of Time and Space the greatest nemesis of the Emerald Dragon? But what made his expression change was that the Twilight Dragon said that Nidhogg had already noticed his presence. Didn't that mean that it was hurrying towards the Emerald Peak?
It was at this time that the Jadeite Summit shook for the third time. The shaking was so violent that Tia bumped into her sister. The others also lost their footing and looked up instinctively.
This time, everyone could clearly feel that a giant creature had arrived above them.
"What a good show," the merchant girl smiled and looked at each of them with her hands behind her back, "But I'm afraid I don't have much time to waste here. Brando, don't you want to see your little lover?"
Brando was slightly stunned, and a bad premonition suddenly flashed in his heart.
The Roman raised her hand and snapped her fingers gently. A person gradually appeared behind her. Who else could it be but Amandina? Everyone saw that Amandina's expression was blank. She was obviously under the control of a spell.
"Miss Amandina?" Metisha couldn't help but call out in a low voice.
Brendel's eyes were burning with anger. He stretched out his hand, and the Holy Sword Oderfeiss appeared in his hand almost instantly. His figure moved, and without thinking, he stabbed towards the Twilight Dragon with Flash Strike Sword Art. But the Roman didn't move. The space in front of her bent slightly, and a giant crystal claw dozens of feet tall appeared out of thin air, blocking Brando's attack with a clang.
The merchant girl calmly pulled out the sword in her hand and placed the blade on the motionless Amandina's neck. She said leisurely, "Why, are you worried about your little lover? Have you forgotten that I'm the real mistress of the Abies? I'm your fiancée, dear Brando. "
Brando gritted his teeth and looked at her, taking a step back.
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