Scene 537 The Endless Throne XIV

The golden-red sky was already faintly dim. In the room, the light of the candle flickered and vibrated from time to time, shaking off the dust from the ceiling. After a long silence, Delphine finally spoke.

"You're right," she said softly, "I'm afraid—"

Mistril looked at the prime minister's daughter without saying a word, while Delphine smiled lightly: "Don't you ask why?"

"I'm just worried about you," Ms. Yinlong said softly, "You obviously care about Mr. Brando, why are you staying here alone?"

Delphine was silent for a moment, turning her head to look at the scenery outside the window - the golden red sky reflected a thin layer of brilliance on her face, and her purple eyes seemed to reflect a gleam of light.

"Because it's honesty that I'm afraid of, Mystril."

Delphine turned around and smiled lightly.

"Frankness is like a sharp knife, making me afraid to move forward—"

"That day he nodded and smiled at me in the crowd, and the crown in his hand seemed to be a mockery of me."

"But I just want to tell him that all I want to see is his lie being exposed."

Crystal tears fell from the prime minister's daughter's face, she pursed her lips, and her lips were slightly moist. She put on light makeup and looked more dignified and beautiful than usual: "Why is he always so proud, even would rather walk on such a path than bow to me, I wish I could stand in front of him, but my pride makes me I can't speak—"

"Delphine," Ms. Yinlong looked at the girl silently, and said, "Yes, you are not always straightforward, but this is your uniqueness. What you really need to do is to understand Others—you should understand that Mr. Brando chose such a path for nobler reasons."

Delphine smiled and wiped the corners of his eyes.

"Maybe I fell in love with someone I shouldn't love," she said softly, "This is my perfect revenge, but that sharp dagger was inserted into my own heart."

She stood up lightly and passed Ms. Yinlong.

"Where are you going?" Misrael looked back at her.

Delphine stopped, turned around, and smiled softly: "I am going to be his queen."

With these words, she walked out of the room gently.

...

Brando understands that he doesn't have much time, it is a fleeting time, he can only - and must seize the opportunity when that moment comes, and kill the king of the world - the eternal giant Dragon, Nid Hogg.

That would be a feat that no one in another world could do.

But at this moment, there was no excitement in his heart.

The silver line of law extends behind him and under his feet. The power of space and time isolates everything, forming a huge network. The entire emerald peak disappears. There are no more disintegrated valleys, no more light, and no more There was no more darkness; there was only a void between him and the green dragon, and countless silver threads intersected with each other, as if to make up the whole world.

That is the flowing time, and the space superimposed on each other.

It is the universe itself.

The laws representing the strings of time and space, each of which is locked to all existence in this world, any fluid and uncertain becomes clear here. There are no other false things in the world, only the purest law, countless laws, like the brilliant stars hanging in the sky.

And every ray of light is closely connected with the law of Tiamat and the world itself.

The axis representing time is locked to the verdant dragon that exists at any moment. Its so-called eternity is condensed into a point in this world that is only limited by laws, and it is no longer free at will.

And the surface of each space constrains Nidhogg's existence in any parallel world. Its so-called immortality collapsed into a flat surface under Brando's designation, superimposed on a thin paper above.

The silver plane continued to shrink, and finally two spots of light overlapped each other.

The almost infinite existence of the verdant dragon became one at this moment. Perhaps in all the worlds, in all the history, since this moment, this verdant dragon is closest to the state of "limitation".

In a silent space, one person and one dragon confront each other in the world formed by the overlapping points.

The strength of the two is so close, Brando's power of law is close to exhaustion at this moment. Time is infinitely approaching stagnation, and Brando understands that when the moment comes, it is his only chance to make a move.

He will only have one chance.

But the mind is caught in a cycle of anxiety.

Nidhogg's existence is locked in the next moment, and even in the next moment, even if it is a microsecond, it will regain immortality. So, what method should he use to completely erase Nidhogg's existence within the most basic unit of time?

That is a power that the holy sword cannot possess——

Brando thought about his means, and in order to think, he continued to extend the line of time, making time stagnate at this moment almost forever. One person and one dragon, just in this stagnant state, stalemate each other.

He wasn't absolutely sure, and Ned Hogg couldn't move.

But time is always limited.

The hands always resume moving.

His power of law is getting closer and closer to being exhausted.

Brando's eyes became complicated - do you want to take a gamble? He closed his eyes slightly, as if he had made a final decision in his heart. But at this moment, a voice struck his heartstrings.

"Have you forgotten me, this vicious woman—?"

Brando was slightly taken aback.

Within his laws of time, only his planeswalkers and creatures summoned by his destiny cards can keep time flowing with him, because they themselves are regarded as one with him.

But who is that voice? It won't be Metisa, nor Hippamela and Andrig.

A door of light opened in the darkness.

A slim figure of a woman slowly stepped out of it.

The woman looked at Brando tenderly. She was wearing a dark gauze dress and a veil, but even with a butterfly-shaped black mask on her face and those purple eyes shining with wisdom, she could still see The calm but paranoid gaze of the prime minister's daughter appeared.

That's Delphine.

No, perhaps it should have been Fergie the Unapproachable.

"Delphine?"

"Is it unexpected that I will come here, Your Majesty?" asked the prime minister's daughter with a slight smile.

"No, you are..."

"I'm your Planeswalker creature," Delphine said softly, "Isn't it normal to respond to your call as part of the law?"

"But—" Brando took a deep breath: "You haven't really legalized the planeswalker and joined Dead Moon's deck."

"so what?"

In the infinite stillness of time, Delphine giggled softly, and she laughed wildly. But the purple eyes always kept a trace of clarity, and he replied softly: "As long as it can help you, isn't it all right?"

She came to Brando, gently held up Brando's chin with black gauze gloves, and looked at Brando quietly with deep eyes: "Don't feel indebted to me, because I hate you Treat me with that mentality, I understand why you didn't take me—"

Brando finally spoke: "You can't go, Delphine, I have other ways."

"What if other people are sacrificed because of this, such as the little silver elf princess?"

Brando was silent.

The prime minister's daughter lowered her head slightly: "As expected, I am far inferior to your little princess in your heart."

"No, that's not what I meant." Brando replied, "But, you're not a real planeswalker creature, I can—"

"Is it still too late?" Delphine looked at him with a smile. She stretched out a finger and gently tapped Brando's chest: "You can't move anymore, right?"

Brando froze, staring blankly at the prime minister's daughter.

"Do you regret it?" Delphine asked softly, "Regret not turning me into a real card creature?"

She smiled slightly, "But it's really nothing, I want you to remember that I am your queen."

The prime minister's daughter lowered her head slightly, her purple lips printed a kiss on Brando's lips, then raised her head, turned around, and walked slowly towards the green dragon Nid Hogg.

Brando could only silently look at the back of the prime minister's daughter.

At this moment, no matter whether he lets go of time or not, it seems that he is destined to be unable to change the result.

Nidhogg in the void was like a continuous mountain range, and the prime minister's daughter was like a speck of dust beside it. She turned her head and took a last look at Brando. In the eyes at that moment, all the love and hate were meaningless, and only the affectionate eyes remained in the girl's eyes.

She gently placed her hand on Nid Hogg's body.

The law of the planeswalker, above the creatures within Tiamat's network, demonstrates its absolute majesty—

'Whenever Fergie the Unreachable deals combat damage to a creature, kill that creature. '

There was a long howl in the deep space.

But when time began to flow again, a myth about immortality and eternity ended at this moment. Like the end of a cycle, energy and matter, everything that made up the Bronze King, radiated endlessly in all directions and burst into the void.

In the endless white light, the lighthouse of the dark world, the emerald pinnacle collapsed.

The entire country of the dead seemed to be bathed in a pure and flawless white light. Countless energies, like a huge ring, slowly spread from the sky. Everything disappeared, only Brando was under the solid protection of the law of space, and not far away was the black altar.

A small object flew out of the light, and Brando subconsciously caught it.

It was the remaining part of a brooch, with a purple poppy flower on it, and behind the mithril surface, there was such a small line of text engraved:

'To Delphine.

——Mystril Terraris'

Brando looked at the brooch in his hand silently, he blinked, and in this empty world, some sand got into his eyes. He pursed his lips and took a deep breath.

Before turning around, Brando took one last look at the center of the white light.

In that piece of pure and flawless light, there seemed to be a young girl's heart sleeping peacefully.

Then, he turned his head and walked into the light gate without hesitation.

There.

It will be the beginning of everything and the end of everything.

...

In the darkness and void, there was a faint roar.

Bai Tiamas raised his head as if suddenly awakened. She looked at the hourglass floating in the darkness not far away, and the golden gravel was flowing quietly. It turned out that it was already at this time, and the ghost of the princess seemed to have just reacted.

She woke up from the darkness, a heavy light was reflected in her eyes, a shooting star seemed to pass by in the distance, and correspondingly, one of the rows of petri dishes in the field of vision became brighter stand up.

"First."

Looking at this scene, Tiamas said lightly.

She raised her hand and stroked the hair on her forehead lightly, complex brilliance flashed in her silver eyes. In the black world, everyone is immersed in a kind of silent tranquility.

But this is the last peace.

The void is shaking.

Tiamas picked up an upside-down picture frame on the table—she flipped over the picture frame, and on the rough drawing paper, four smiling faces were drawn with simple pen and ink. And one of them was almost invisible, Tiamas caressed the man's face lightly, tears streaming down his cheeks, floating in the darkness.

"Villefort, I hope you will forgive me."

Tiamas glanced at his two daughters again, becoming gentle and peaceful.

But in the end, she put down the photo frame and raised her head.

"here we go."

In the void of Brunosson, witches from thirteen countries, each led by a witch from the Moon of Inheritance, came to the border of their country.

The stars in the sky seem to reflect the light of an era.

Sophia raised her head and stared at the giant silver wolf in the distance. Esis' eyes looked cold and anxious.

"The time has come," the voice of the giant wolf echoed in the void: "Sophia, why am I still unable to truly control the power of Tiamat's law? Where is the final throne?"

But Sophia just smiled lightly: "I don't know either."

"What did you say?"

An angry scream resounded through the entire elemental boundary.

But in the dark—

Tiamas had already revealed her figure, and she silently watched this ancient battle. Behind her, in a long time ago, there was once given a special name - Gaia.

The meaning of the existence of the earth is to protect the birth of life.

And that is where all hope lies.

... (To be continued.)