"Elemental Energy is a law. If you can't control your own power, how can you reach the realm of Elemental Energy? To put it simply, you have to be at least an official Planeswalker to continue on this path. I was already curious. Brando, you've only been using other people's cards. At best, you're an apprentice. How can you reach the level of Elemental Energy? "Saint-ausol looked at him doubtfully.
A possibility flashed through Brando's mind. It might be because he had two souls in one body. As one half of Sophie had inherited the legacy of a Planeswalker, and the other half of Brando had inherited the bloodline of the Darkness Dragon. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible. His thick eyebrows couldn't help but raise.
"Then, what should I do?" He asked, "Lady Saint-ausol."
"How would I know? I'm not a Planeswalker." The elven lady shrugged and glared at Brando, "But you, as an apprentice of a Planeswalker, why do you always act like a dabbler? Do all Planeswalkers teach their apprentices like this? No wonder there are fewer and fewer inheritors of this legacy. "
Brando didn't know whether to laugh or cry. When he first opened the Elemental Pool, Tuman only told him the origin of this legacy and the history of how the Matatanians used this ability. Now that he thought about it, time was tight at the time. The Elemental Emperor might have only taught him a rudimentary skill to deal with Tirste's pursuit.
After all, he had to be alive to have the possibility of learning future knowledge.
Later, in Kelsie's tomb, the Deer Demoness taught him advanced combat skills. Although she also talked about the importance of pursuing one's own power, she didn't go into too much detail. In the end, it seemed that the Wind Empress wasn't wrong. On the path of a Planeswalker, he looked like a dabbler no matter how he looked at it.
But Brando thought for a moment and said, "Well, actually I'm not completely clueless …"
"Yes."
"Tuman once told me, 'Perfecting the rules of the world begins with the creation of your own basic deck.' He said, 'Actually, from the moment you come into contact with the first Card of Fate, you have already revealed your own deck.' My deck is' Tyrant of All Classes' … "Brando said the term awkwardly. Fortunately, the Wind Empress did not notice it at all. She only looked at Brando with a deep gaze. "So your inheritance came from that guy —"
Brando nodded. "It seems that I have misinterpreted his meaning. I opened the path of a Knight from the very beginning, but after that, I didn't continue on this path. Instead, I blindly enriched the 'world'. "
"Are you able to recognize that now?" The Wind Empress raised her eyebrows slightly, "It seems that you should have noticed something after I used that shameless woman to talk to you, right?"
Brando was sweating profusely. Of course, he knew that the shameless woman Saint-ausol was talking about was the Deer Demoness Elaine. He coughed and said, "More or less, so I have a rough idea of how to become an official Planeswalker."
"What do you plan to do?" Saint-ausol asked.
Brando was silent for a moment.
Although this was a decision he had made long ago during the battle of Ampere Seale, when it really came down to it, he was still a little unwilling. After all, it was a very painful thing to give up the power that he had already obtained.
But one path could lead to the highest peak, and the other path had already reached the peak. Brando knew what he should choose. "I think, now I want to go back to the original path. I want to become an apprentice again, and then form my own law. "
"I see." The Wind Empress had a slightly appreciative look in her eyes. "It seems that you are still the Brando I know. You have not been blinded by power."
She paused and asked, "So, do you plan to do it now?"
"Of course, Freya is still waiting for me up there." Brando replied, and then he waved his hand. At that moment, it was as if a world as deep as the universe had formed behind him. This scene was exactly the same as when Brando met Tuman that day, but his world was far less stable and vast than the Elemental Emperor's. It was as if it could envelop the entire world.
Countless colorful lights flew out from this world.
Silver Card, Unicorn Knight – Metisha.
Highland Mage, The Shire.
Holy Archangel.
Sun Blade.
Golden Battle Flag.
One by one, the cards that belonged to him appeared in front of him. They were arranged in an orderly manner like stars. And further away, in Castle Abies, in the Gars River, in the forests of Port Gris and the Macsen area.
The apprentices in the Mage Tower suddenly realized that The Shire on the podium had disappeared without a trace. The Tree Elves who were talking to their commander lost sight of the Silver Fairy Princess in the next moment. Mephistopheles realized that Andrique in front of him was turning into nothingness. As soon as he stood up, he disappeared with the vampire's daughter in front of everyone's eyes.
And everywhere in Abies, the Mercenaries of Lopes became transparent one by one. They looked at each other, and then seemed to melt under the sun.
Echelonius Spellweavers, Glorious Trumpeters, Fireclaw Lizardmen …
The contractors who responded to Brando's summons gathered in front of Brando at the same time. Brando looked at them one by one. The Shire and Metisha, although they were on the cards, they were so lifelike that it was as if they could feel his gaze.
And behind Brando, a small world formed by the Sacred Tree Secret Grounds, the market of The Shire of Roe, the Ruggen Swamp, the Ember Volcano, and the Storm Nest were floating in the void.
This small world seemed to represent all of Brando's power.
Saint-ausol the Wind Empress looked at this scene silently. She couldn't help but sigh in her heart. This was the power of a Planeswalker. Even though he was just an apprentice, he had already mastered the core rules of this world — having his own world.
And going one step further, they would truly become the masters of the world.
Sometimes, she didn't understand why there were Planeswalkers in this world. They seemed to be outside of Martha's rules, but they didn't attract the attack of Martha's Tiamat law. Their identities and origins were an eternal mystery. What was the meaning of their existence?
She squinted at all of this.
But Brando had already made his final preparations. He waved his hand. The small world shattered with a bang. He frowned slightly. It was as if he could see his elemental pool collapsing into nothingness. The power of countless elements mixed together and converged into a point, as if it was the center of the universe.
But in the darkest depths, energy, time, and space converged into a point, nurturing infinite power.
All of the cards scattered in the air like trash.
"My Lord, quickly stabilize your power. You can't control us anymore!" Metisha's voice came from the air.
"My Lord, stay calm." This was The Shire's words. "I believe in you."
Brando nodded.
He stretched out his hands, and the deep space behind him seemed to be expanding infinitely, forming a universe that was being nurtured anew. He said calmly, "I rule that this law will be born from this."
"The glorious Knight trekked through the wilderness of Libusa with a bugle flag in his hand. The wind and dust didn't stain his determined face. His will was as tough as a blade."
"This is the Knight of Fran, glorifying him and his followers with holy power."
"He should first have a territory."
Brando said. The Shire's market fell into his hands like gold falling from the sky. It fell into the dark universe and immediately formed a prosperous land. Plants grew luxuriantly on the golden soil. First, meadows grew out of the soil, then trees grew branches, and in the blink of an eye, green trees grew into shade.
Then the migrating travelers came, and humans cut down trees to build a city. In the blink of an eye, a small town full of traffic appeared in front of Brando and Saint-ausol.
Then the Gem Plain formed a rich land in front of the town. The water gurgled, as if it could bring wealth from the distant sky. The Nest of Storms formed the background, and the distant mountains stretched.
This scene seemed familiar, but it was particularly different for Brando. Presumably, with the power given to him by Tuman, he had finally arrived at the call of the power of the law.
It wasn't a world created by the Planeswalker himself.
It was Martha's approval.
Brendel's heart trembled.
What he said was Fran's Knight. His favorite Knight in The Amber Sword was different from other Knights who were either good at defense or good at offense. Fran's Knight had a balanced ability to attack, retreat, and defend. He also had divine abilities. He wasn't as fast as a Warrior or as strong as a Priest, but he perfectly embodied the profession of Knight.
Fran's Knight shared glory with his followers.
He first set the market of The Shire's Shire, the Gem Plain, and the Nest of Storms as the source of the Knight's power, and then continued, "He should have followers."
Followers, this was the core ability of Fran's Knight.
Fran's Knight gained the ability to summon at level 15, allowing him to summon a team of followers on the battlefield. Whenever the Fran's Knight leveled up, these followers also leveled up. Fran's Knight wasn't good at offense, but as a standard aura and command role, he was very good at teamwork.
Brando looked up.
A card was then drawn.
The Mercenaries of Lopes.
But this familiar card completely changed in Brando's eyes. First of all, it became a silver rare grade card, and its attributes were also greatly changed. Other than the familiar pattern, even the name had been completely changed:
White City Vanguard
Eversong II
Wind 5
[Spell-Instant]
Pay 20 Mana (Knight), the Fran's Knight issued a call and placed a team of twelve Mercenaries of Lopes into the field.
Maintain, the Mercenaries of Lopes (white derivative equivalent to Fran's Knight level -10) will be maintained until the next day's reset.
"Since the 172nd year of the first era, the Mercenaries of Lopes have been known for their bravery and outstanding loyalty.
"Ah." Although this card was chosen by Brando himself, when he saw this card, he couldn't help but blurt out. He stared at the pattern on the card. The images of the Nightsong Tiger and Felaern sisters were very clear, but this card was obviously no longer the Mercenaries of Lopes.
What's going on?
Brando never dreamed that a card that originally belonged to the City-state's Alliance would inexplicably be added to Eversong. Moreover, the cost was greatly reduced, but it became a summoning magic card.
He was slightly startled, and at the same time, he suddenly heard Saint-ausol's voice in his heart. At that moment, Brando also felt the fluctuation of energy at the same time.
Both of them raised their heads at the same time.
A seven-colored light suddenly shook in front of Brando, and a light door opened from it. This scene was familiar. Brando was about to call out that name, but a man in a silver robe had already walked out from behind the door.
"I said, we will meet again."
"When you officially become a Planeswalker."
"Brando."
"Tuman!" Before Brando could even open his mouth, the Wind Empress had already called out.
…
(PS: The seventh day! A champion who updates ten thousand times a day! … Also, continue to ask for attention on Weibo! Asking for fans! Eternal Flame FF! This is my Weibo ID!
I recommend Fat Head Fish's book. The last time I called him Dumb Head Fish, he was not satisfied. Okay, actually this guy's real name is Yong Tai VI Britannia … No, it's Silver Ash Frost … Actually, it's almost the same, anyway, it's the same chuunibyou.
The title of the book is "Heart Hunting King's Power"! It complements the author's ID! Book Number: 2268766
His introduction was too poorly written, so I decided to help him write a new one. This book tells the story of a Marxist materialist and a group of capitalist mages fighting a battle of wits and courage. Okay, that's KUSO. Those who like Psionic War mages can read this book.) (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.
