In the last Golden Age, the Bugas created the Colossus and named it 'Tramir' – a Titan from ancient legends. This sacred weapon was once the weapon used by the people of Order to fight against the Twilight, but since the fall of the final fortress, 'Babel', everything related to it disappeared one by one in the long river of history.
But the legends related to it had always been passed down on the earth. About its power and power, it was still spoken of and praised by the world. It was one of the few weapons in the mortal world that could fight against the Twilight.
And today, it reappeared in front of the world –
After the first Colossus stood up, a second Titan stood up from the ground. When Brando saw this, he immediately turned around without looking back and ran in the direction of Amandina. Mesika, the King of Chaos, who was left behind, was stunned for a moment before he reacted. "Portal! Stop him! "He screamed in shock and anger.
Brando had planned to do so. As soon as he saw the two Titans appear, he knew that victory was hopeless. In that case, he might as well find a way to blow up the portal before the other party arrived.
Of course, the first thing was to save Amandina.
Devard the Eagle immediately chased after him. But The Shire stopped him and said, "I will make it impossible for them to pass through each other, the law of the wall!" He used his uninjured left hand to cast a spell. The spell took shape and a wall of force field appeared between the two of them.
The wall appeared so abruptly that Devard almost bumped into it, but his sharp reaction made him stop at the last moment. He turned around in mid-air and slashed the wall with his sword. There was a loud bang, and the sword fell on the transparent force field wall. It only rippled but did not move.
Devard had no choice but to step back and try to go around the wall from both sides. But this stop had already wasted the most precious opportunity. At this moment, Nicholas finally killed the last Longhorn Demon. At the same time, he noticed what was happening here. The Great Swordsman of Seifer turned around and directly swept his sword across a distance of hundreds of meters. The flaming sword wind slashed straight at Devard the Eagle.
Although Devard the Eagle was known as a famous swordsman in Arreck, he did not have the guts to fight Nicholas. So when he saw the flame rushing towards him in a golden red straight line in the rainy night, his face suddenly changed and he rolled back ungracefully to avoid the sword.
Of course, although he avoided the sword, his clothes rolled in the mud and when he stood up, it was as embarrassing as it could be. Devard had a bad temper and could not help but be furious, "Nicholas, are you going to betray Duke Seifer!" He shouted angrily.
Nicholas was too lazy to pay attention to this idiot. The next moment, he appeared beside The Shire and stopped the King of Chaos, Mesika, who was rushing towards him. Mesika screamed angrily, but at this moment, he was no match for the flaming Nicholas. No matter how angry he was, he could only watch Brando rush towards the portal alone.
…
Brando ran forward desperately. The Titan Statue was the top creation of the Buga Wizards. Legend had it that they, like the ancient giants, had the power of lightning. Although they were lifeless stones, they could turn into lightning and shuttle through the battlefield. The speed of lightning could be imagined by ordinary people, so he had to destroy the portal before the other party arrived.
After a few steps, he found the body of Amandina. Amandina was motionless, her dress was almost soaked in blood. Although he was prepared, Brando could not help but feel pain in his heart when he saw Amandina's closed eyes and quiet face.
She could have lived a stable life in Braggs. Although she was poor, at least she would not have died an unnatural death. He knew that one day she would create her own magic power core and become the brightest star of Erouine.
But she had chosen to walk down this path with him.
Even if she gave up the job she loved, she never complained about him. She would only stand silently by his side and tell him what a qualified noble should do. Although she was a little old-fashioned, she was full of kindness and expectation.
Brando used to think that Amandina was a little too rigid, but it was not until he lost her that he realized that he owed this girl too much.
He silently looked at Amandina's' sleeping face 'and called up the Planeswalker System, praying that Lady Martha still left him a glimmer of hope. But when he gently turned Amandina's body over, he was stunned.
Amandina's bloodstained dress was full of shocking tears, as if to tell how cruel Mesika's claws were. But that was it. Brando soon found that he could not find any wounds. Except for the three long and narrow tears on her dress that proved that the King of Hell's claws had scratched there, the skin under her dress was as white as jade, and there was no trace of a wound or scar at all.
Brando blinked, almost thinking that he was hallucinating. He patted his face subconsciously, and then used his hand to test the temperature of Amandina's body. He touched the wound under her clothes. He was immediately startled to find that Amandina's body temperature was still warm.
He was stunned.
At this time, the noble lady let out a low and thin moan, frowned, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and then she opened her eyes. Her dark pupils stared at Brando in surprise and his movements.
As for Brando's motion-
Brando half-squatted beside Amandina, one hand passing through Amandina's torn clothes, and his palm just happened to press on her chest, as soft as jade.
The two looked at each other like this.
Amandina's face was so red that she did not know how to describe it. She replied in a voice that was almost inaudible: "My, My Lord … … Please, please maintain your status … … You … … How can you … … in such a place … …"
But Brando did not seem to hear and stared at Amandina dumbfounded. "Amandina, you're not hurt?"
"Ah!"
Amandina seemed to have just reacted and recalled everything that had happened before. She instantly forgot about Brando's actions, and a look of disbelief appeared on her face.
"Ah … I, I'm not dead?" Amandina, who had always been shrewd, could not help but short-circuit in the face of such a strange situation. "But how …?"
"My Lord, am I dreaming? Is this the Kingdom of the Dead, or is this Eden of Lady Martha? "
"No, it's not, Amandina, you're not hurt … No, I don't know what's going on." Brando felt that there were a lot of messy thoughts in his mind, but none of them were reliable. He was sure that he did not see wrongly, nor was he hallucinating. Amandina must have been killed by Mesika, and the cuts and bloodstains on her dress were proof.
But what was going on?
While he was still puzzled, he suddenly saw Amandina, who was lying on the ground, crying in a daze. The tears mixed with the rain and slid down her white face.
"Amandina?" Brando felt a heavy blow to his heart. He completely understood the meaning in the girl's eyes.
It was not shock, excitement, or tears of sadness, but uncontrollable joy. Because she could be with him again, and did not have to go to the Kingdom of the Dead alone.
At that moment, Brando felt that the softest part of his heart was touched.
Amandina had hugged him tightly before that.
Tears rolled down her cheeks like beads from a broken necklace. She did not speak, but it was more than a thousand words. At that moment, Brando suddenly understood her choice.
Brando quietly felt the warmth from the noble girl's body. If he could, he was willing to give her a little more time. However, now was not the time to be affectionate. He paused for a moment, then pressed Amandina's shoulder and calmly pulled her away from him.
"Amandina, now is not the time to talk about this, we need your help."
Amandina nodded gently. She had calmed down, and the shock of regaining her life made her momentarily forget herself. But she was still the same Amandina. She wiped the corners of her eyes with her hand, "I know, the portal. There's another portal. My Lord, can you help me up? "
Brando hurriedly helped her up, and the two quickly ran in the direction of the portal. At the same time, Nicholas had just blocked the King of Chaos, Mesika, and the Eagle Swordsman, Devard.
The portal was still a hundred meters away.
It was at this moment —
A bolt of lightning pierced the night sky, causing everyone's expression to change. The crisscrossing lightning seemed to cross the entire battlefield, and in the next moment, it suddenly fell in front of Brando and Amandina, blocking them from the portal.
After the lightning dissipated, white smoke curled up, and a huge figure appeared behind them. It stood in the rain, its towering body more than a hundred meters tall. There was still mud on its body, but the rain had washed the dirt away, revealing the bronze-like skin underneath.
It looked like a bronze creation, but it was actually the product of granite strengthened by magic.
In this world, except for the mages of Buga, no one knew this giant better than Brando. It was a Titan, the supreme creation of the mages.
Its body was made of stone, but after the enchantment, it had long been harder than the strongest adamantine. Ancient alchemy had long been lost after the war, and every Titan statue that existed in the world was a gift from before that era.
However, most of the rumors about these gifts were about their terrifying power.
When the mages of Buga captured Arles, where the slate was hidden, they only used one Titan statue to level the third major city under Jorgendy Ridge. It was said that after that battle, Arles was reduced to ashes, and some players saw it with their own eyes.
Brando subconsciously stopped in his tracks.
The Titan was like a mountain in front of them, lying between him and the portal. Although the distance was only a few feet, it seemed to be at the end of the world.
Brando could not help but grip his sword tightly, and Amandina looked at him cautiously. But could he give up now?
Obviously not.
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