The flying dust stopped for a moment, and a layer of golden lines floated in this vast and enclosed space. With Brando as the center, the other end was connected to the laws of the whole world. It only flashed for a moment and disappeared in a flash.
This was Element.
At the same time, Brando's Element Status column extended down a branch, and there was a small line of attributes above it:
Sure-Hit: As long as the lines of law are stable, the caster can make the next attack appear at any coordinate in space. Activating this authority requires 50 Order Power.
"Old friend, we finally meet again!" Brando almost looked at this attribute with some nostalgia. Element, in fact, was the power of the law. There was a leap from the peak of Gold to the Elemental Realm. It surpassed all levels of power in the mortal world, and built an insurmountable gap between the two. This gap was even far beyond the gap between Gold and Silver, and the gap between Silver and Iron. Among the mortals, only a few geniuses could finally touch the Elemental Wall and master this power.
But once this power was mastered, after crossing the gap, it was another world. There was a consensus among the players in his previous life. The first page of The Amber Sword's history was truly opened when the first player reached Level 55 (1) to Elemental Awakening.
(In fact, this level fluctuated according to the part-time job.)
For this page, Sophie once spent three and a half years.
And at that time, the world's number one took ten months.
And this time, he took a year. But this was because he took a big detour in Tónigel and was distracted by the layout. For the same reason, he could fully estimate that his actual combat power was far beyond the so-called number one in the world at that time.
Brando gently raised the blade, the tip of the sword pointed at the opposite Knight, the dark blade of Halran Gaia faintly resonating with the space around it.
Words were law, and cause and effect were reversed. Among the elements, "Must Hit" had many manifestations, but his "Must Hit" was obviously not one of them. Instead, it had a distinct spatial characteristic.
The Spatial Element, this was almost one of the strongest Elements.
How could Brando not be happy? This was many times stronger than his Element in his previous life. His previous life's Elemental Attributes could not be compared to this. Could it be that transmigration could change the Elemental Attributes of one's face? The soul named Sophie could not help but feel envious of Brando.
Although it seemed a little strange to be jealous of himself.
However, he felt that it was a pity. In the stage of Elemental Awakening, the upper limit of Order Power was 100, and using a sure-hit would consume half of it. The previous sword strike was an unconscious attack after leaving the world of laws. Otherwise, the Temple Knight's head would have fallen to the ground if he was caught off guard.
If he missed this opportunity, it wouldn't be so easy in the future.
Even though he could make his sword appear at any point in space with just a thought, the prerequisite was that the Lines of Law had to be stable. Brando looked up and saw that the golden Lines of Law that he controlled and only he could see could not be stable over an infinite distance. In fact, beyond fifty meters, the Lines of Law that weaved the world would gradually dim.
At the same time, where these golden lines approached the Temple Knight, there were also distortions. This meant that there were places where the Lines of Law overlapped and intersected with the Temple Knight's.
This was because the Temple Knight was also a powerhouse in the Elemental Realm. He had even activated his Elemental Attributes and was stronger than him. If not for the fact that the Space Elemental Attribute was too strong and he was caught off guard, it would be difficult for him to kill with one blow.
Of course, a sure-hit was a sure-hit. With such a strong Elemental Attribute, it was easy for him to hurt the Temple Knight. However, in order to add another scar to the Temple Knight, he would have to use up all the remaining Order Power. Brando had not lost his mind to this point.
"Unfortunately, this is only the active ability of Elemental Awakening. If I could actively manipulate the Elements, with the strength of the Space Elemental Attribute, I could have a fair fight with the Temple Knight. But that would have to wait until after Elemental Awakening … "
He withdrew his sword and immediately helped Maynild, who was half-kneeling beside him, up.
The female Knight snorted softly with a cold face and frowned. She seemed to be in pain. She had to stop a Temple Knight with the strength of a Gold Ranker. Obviously, she was injured badly.
Although Maynild was not related to him in any way, Brando always felt that he was supporting his senior. When he thought about how the Temple Knight was so merciless to a woman, especially to a Temple Knight, Maynild was almost unarmed, he could not help but glare at the Temple Knight.
Without a doubt, if not for the fact that he could not beat the Temple Knight, Brando would have rushed up with Halran Gaia for another three hundred rounds.
The Temple Knight on the other side had obviously sensed that Brando was not to be trifled with. He covered his wound with one hand and took a step back vigilantly. He had never seen a freak who could touch the Elemental Wall in battle. There was no record of such a freak in the thousands of years of history of the Temple. Moreover, he did not take a step back to let Brando and the Princess escape. At this time, the hall had already fallen under the control of the Temple.
A large hole had been smashed open in the crystal dome of Rokshbe Palace. It looked like a lifeless eye, indifferently looking at the gloomy sky outside. Rainwater slid down the crystal dome, forming layers of texture when seen from below. The water flowed through the broken section, drooping down several dirty waterfalls.
The water splashed across the ground, and the smoke and dust in the hall quickly settled in the muddy water. The water on the ground was already half an inch deep, and there were toppled chairs everywhere.
Around the hall, there were already monk soldiers pouring in from outside. The Sword Hero Nicholas of the Seifer Royal Family and 'Curiosity Seeker' Garlock guarded the two side doors on the left and right. Behind them, there was another Temple Knight guarding the main door.
Including Archbishop Moros, there were five Elemental Realm powerhouses in this hall alone. Not to mention, there was also the Elemental Awakened veteran general of Black Blade, Geralt, who could be considered half an Elemental Realm powerhouse.
Brando supported Maynild, while the Princess and Oberwei stood behind him. The Royal Faction stood on the other side, led by Makarov and Fleetwood, with Buga as their bodyguard. They could be considered as having two Elemental Realm powerhouses.
It was a pity that Freya did not have the qualifications to enter the Temple, or else she would be able to intimidate these people.
Brando looked around and saw many familiar faces in the crowd. These people were all famous NPCs in the game. Most of them were Gold-ranked powerhouses in the north, and the weakest was at the peak of Silver-ranked. He had dealt with these people many times in the past, or did quests under them.
After all, most of the Gold-ranked powerhouses were nobles with fiefs, and their titles were not low. Other than Kodan, most of the people under Count Randner were retainers of high status. In the early days of the game, the players' status was far inferior to these NPCs, and it was normal for them to 'make a living' under them.
It was just that he did not expect that in today's Ampere Seale, these people would become complete cannon fodder and side characters. Brendel could not help but feel a little emotional for a moment.
The hall was silent for a moment, and only the sound of water could be heard.
The nobles who had nothing to do with today's matter, such as the envoys under Duke Grinoires and Duke Viero, were all pale with fright. They probably expected the situation to change, but they did not expect both sides to turn hostile so quickly. At this moment, they were chased to the side by the monk soldiers and did not dare to make a sound. They could only watch the changes in the hall.
Only the Highland Knight and his men stood in the middle of the hall with Bunide. Only they did not have a single monk soldier beside them. Brando could not help but sigh. As expected, powerful people were powerful everywhere.
As for Duke Arreck, he did not even know where he was. He must have killed his way out in the chaos and did not want to get involved in this mess. With the strength of the Eagle Swordsman and the Silver Knight beside him, there was probably no one who could stop them outside the Holy Cathedral.
Then, Brando saw Dilferi. This Countess Yanbao's daughter was not too frightened under the protection of Andrique. Not to mention, she also had three Gold-ranked guards by her side. In fact, there were more than ten Gold-ranked warriors in the Royal Faction, including him and the Sword Guardian Family. However, the number of Elemental Realm powerhouses was too low.
Brando knew this very well.
Everyone present had seen the situation clearly. The new Archbishop of Anderla Cathedral, Moros, was naturally aware of the situation. Therefore, other than his cold expression, he was calm and seemed to be somewhat fearless.
He stood at his original position with two High Priests on his left and right, motionless. He raised his head and glanced at the Highland Knights at the side, then turned his head. Obviously, this Archbishop did not intend to provoke these troublemakers.
In his opinion, Duke Karsuk was fine, but the Highland Knight was the real troublesome opponent. They were backed by the Black Tower Sorcerers. You say you don't know what the Black Tower Sorcerers are? Then you must know that the dozens of floating cities in the sky are not just used to build floating gardens.
Obviously, Duke Karsuk sent these Highland Knight to this meeting to disgust them. This Duke had always been rebellious towards the central government. He knew this, but he did not want to participate in the intrigue of this kingdom.
Moros glanced at Duke Seifer who was beside him. The Duke's expression was not good.
Only then did he turn around and look at the princess.
"Your Highness, the situation is very clear. Now, what do you have to say?"
The Head Ritual Master said slowly.
"Where is Benninger?" Princess Gryphine frowned and asked. She silently counted the people in the hall, but did not see the face that she hated the most.
The half-elf princess's face was cold. She did not hate the Archbishop for lying to her, but the fact that her brother was still in the Archbishop's hands.
Thinking of this, she gritted her teeth.
"In order to protect the safety of the witness, he has been sent to a safe place." Moros replied without changing his expression. If it was an ordinary person, he would not mind sending him out to vent the princess's anger if she agreed to his next request.
But this person was different. First of all, he was the youngest son of Duke Seifer. More importantly, he was his own identity and status.
He shook his head and replied, "Your Highness, please do not be stubborn."
"No, Lord Officiant, there's a problem here," a voice suddenly said. "Actually, it's like this … Hmm, I think the issues that everyone wants to discuss are too complicated, but it's almost time for breakfast. Your Highness is still growing. I think you should send us out for breakfast and continue this meeting to show the etiquette of a host. "
Everyone was slightly stunned at first. Interrupting in this kind of situation was not a standard thing to do. Everyone present could not help but look for the person who did not follow the etiquette of a noble. But when the person finished speaking, everyone could not help but be stunned.
Even Grinoires and the nobles under Duke Viero could tell that this was not a discussion about breakfast. Someone actually dared to joke about the Archbishop at this time.
Was he crazy?
Even the leader of the Highland Knight could not help but raise his eyebrows and look over with a face full of surprise.
In fact, everyone's eyes were focused on the "aide" of Count Yanbao because the person who spoke was Brando.
If Moros's face was cold before, it was now so cold that it was almost dripping with water. He looked at Brando as if he was looking at a dead man and said, "Sir, if you think that mocking me before you die will make you feel better, I don't mind if you say a few more words."
He shook his head contemptuously and said, "I have seen many cultists. Most of them are people like you who only know how to talk."
Brando smiled slightly and said, "No, no, no, you are mistaken, Archbishop. What I said just now was not for you. What I am going to say next is for you. I just don't know if you want to listen. "
"Of course not," Duke Seifer, whose face was green with anger, finally interrupted. He first looked at the Highland Knight and said sarcastically, "Do you know who the Archbishop is? How can she listen to your nonsense here?"
He was just casually reprimanding Moros. But he did not expect Brendel to suddenly stop talking and turn around to look at him coldly. At that moment, the Grand Duke felt as if the air around him had been sucked away, as if countless sharp blades were piercing his body, and infinite layers of space were pressing down on him. Duke Seifer felt as if the end of the world had arrived, and he could not help but scream in fear. If not for Marquis Yoakam supporting him from the side, he would have fallen into the dirty water.
Brando looked at him and Yoakam behind him and said coldly, "Clowns, you have done a disgraceful thing, and you will pay for it later."
Yoakam was also shocked. Although Brando did not say it, it seemed to be hinting at something. He was faintly uneasy and thought of the matter with Princess Magadal. He lowered his head and wondered if he should confirm with Archbishop Moros later.
It was at this moment that the Archbishop exclaimed softly. He raised his hand and cut off the line of sight between Brendel and Duke Seifer. At first, he did not notice that Brendel had the ability to manifest his Elemental Powers. In fact, Brendel had already used the power of his Elemental Powers in that glance. For an ordinary person like Duke Seifer, he only needed to move the Line of Law slightly to scare him to death.
But if the opponent was someone with outstanding strength like Arreck, it would be difficult to do so. Of course, if Brando wanted to use his Absolute Hit ability, he could kill someone with Elemental Powers within fifty meters, even if they were at the pinnacle of Gold.
"Hmph," Moros snorted coldly, "Showing off just because you are a little smart. You are just a junior. I would like to see what you have to say to me."
Brando spread out his hands, "I am not the one who provoked you first, Archbishop. But what I want to say to you is, before you think of getting rid of us, you should consider your own safety first."
His own safety?
Moros could not help but feel a little amused. In fact, he was sneering. Of course, it could not be ruled out that Brando was hiding his strength. Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain how his strength had increased so quickly. But as an Elemental Realm Priest, how could he be killed by four Elemental Powerhouses?
Even the strongest of the Officiators in the Holy Cathedral of Fire did not have such strength.
But before he could retract his sneer, just as Brando finished his last word, he suddenly felt a chill run down his spine. Since Moros had reached this point in his life, he had encountered at least eight hundred big and small dangers. For someone like him, no matter how terrible the crisis was, he wouldn't be afraid.
But this time, Moros had an illusion that he was being targeted by a terrible giant beast and would die in the next moment. He had not had such a premonition for many years.
His expression changed and he subconsciously turned his head.
But there were too many people around and someone had already shouted, "Look over there, who is that!"
Moros saw a hand reaching out from the void beside Brando. This hand was lifting a piece of cloth. To be exact, it was a cloak.
"Giant's Cloak …"
He was quite knowledgeable and recognized it at a glance. But the next moment, the Archbishop could not help but jump up. Not only him, but all the high-ranking priests and Knight from Cruz could not help but show a look of fear.
"This, this, this is impossible!"
"Mephisto!"
"Ash Sword Saint!"
"Long time no see, Moros. This time, I have a gift for you people from Cruz." A middle-aged man smiled at them, as if he was harmless. But in the next moment, a terrible power spread out from his body and shrouded the entire hall in an instant.
Everyone's expression changed.
This was the most powerful aura in the mortal world.
…
(PS: I was stuck in the morning and wanted to take a break to find some inspiration. But after thinking about it, I decided that it would be better to write a chapter every day so that it would not break again. Fortunately, I finally finished it. Sure enough, people still have to force themselves.) (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to qidian.com to vote for me. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
