Act 99 2-Headed Dragon? (Down)

Amber Sword, Scene 99 Two-Headed Dragon? (Down)

"Frost Young Dragon Star is the gatekeeper of the Hibernator Temple. I think Anlek also knows this. Any stranger approaching the Hibernator Temple will cause a reaction from the gatekeeper. Love cannibalism," Brando replied .

"You mean Anlek will definitely take advantage of this. I've heard people say that this old fox is cautious and deep, and is used to making decisions before taking action. He is exactly the same as the Duke of the previous generation." Veronica raised her head, emerald green His eyes shone with a cold light, and although his hands covered his long hair, the blue hair was still flying in the sun with the biting north wind. She looked across the ice sheet, as if she had seen the ending that Brando expected, but she still asked: "Although I agree with this, how do you plan to confirm it?"

Brando saw the snowflakes blown up by the wind, like a layer of powder floating on the glacier. At this time, several shadowy figures suddenly appeared behind the snow wind in his field of vision. He replied: "I'll know it right away." The figure that emerged from behind the ice mist was Babasha and his party. The old witch was hunched over, and the ice wind was tugging at a corner of her worn-out robe. Her silver hair was like a ghost's teeth and claws. She came lamely to Brando and said with deep awe: "Dear Sir, you are ready." She held up the crystal ball with trembling hands and raised it to Brando.

Veronica frowned when she saw this scene. She didn't like witches.

Brando glanced at the people behind Babasha. In addition to the girl wearing wooden shoes and standing with her toes together holding a honey jar, there were two important figures, the inherited witch of Sword Moon (Killing), Ku Ruel, the heritage witch of Cup Moon (Jealousy). Anwei, these two are important figures, and their status in Bunosong, the country of witches, is far more respected than that of Babasha.

Kurul is a tall woman, her graceful body wrapped in a gray witch robe. She wears a hood, her skin is as white as ice and snow, and her eyebrows are as slender as needles. Her protruding cheeks and cold expression gave people a feeling of indifference; while Anwei looked like a woman in her forties. She was wearing a thick fur robe, and even through the thick layer of wool, one could see her plump figure under the robe. This little woman had a smile on her face. But he couldn't hide the shrewdness in his eyes.

They said they came to seek refuge with Brando, but the latter realized that the attitude of the first two was far less than the respect Babasha had for her. This kind of refuge was more of an inspection than a surrender. The inheritance of the Dark Dragon is divided into seven, and he is not the only one, but Brando doesn't care. He is confident that these unpleasant guys will work for him.

Brando took the crystal ball, and a ring-shaped picture immediately appeared on the crystal ball. He saw that behind the wind and snow was an endless snowfield. He let his view continue north. The screen immediately showed criss-crossing glacial ravines cut out by swords, a forest of crystal-like forests growing among them, and then a flat tundra, with the wind blowing across the ice and the snow forming strips rolling forward.

Shiduo, Veronica, and several Cruz nobles who followed from behind all watched this scene attentively.

Detection spells are the specialty of witches, and even astromancers who are proficient in prophecy are not as good as them. This power comes from the blind girl Elaine, and everything in the past and future of the world is reflected in the abyss of the lake.

It is also said that the most powerful among witches can indeed detect part of the cause and effect of the future.

The spell of the crystal ball is controlled by Anwei, when Brando carefully observes the scene above. I also paid attention to the young woman: the other party frowned slightly, but did not show any tired look. You must know that the field of vision on the crystal ball has been expanded to several miles away, which can only mean that the other party's strength is already at the golden peak. level.

Suddenly the screen flashed, and a group of people trekking on the snowy field appeared vaguely in the ice wind. Each of this group of people wore thick bearskin coats and held various weapons. Some of them were leading a pony. , Brando looked at their attire and recognized that these were the Enhor people on the Anlek Plateau. The Lantonilans called them Bigfoot dwarves, but they were actually not dwarves, but a branch of halflings or dwarfs. . It is said that Anlek has a group of Enhor dwarf cavalry who are loyal to him, and it seems that this group should be the one at hand.

"The halfling cavalry is Anleke's man," Veronica also recognized it at a glance: "Brando, it seems you guessed it right again."

"It's not luck." Brando replied angrily: "But he is willing to use his own elite as cannon fodder. This guy Enlek is indeed an extraordinary person."

At this time, another series of footsteps came from the snow behind the three of them. Shi Duo looked back and found that it was their officer corps.

"Ms. Veronica, I wonder if Brund and the others have arrived?" The leading noble asked before the officer group even approached. This guy is called Grid, and he is a core member of the Silver Leaf Arbitration Group from the Cruz Council of Elders. He claims to be an envoy, but in fact he exists to check and balance Veronica's power.

This man was not a soldier, but he had a sturdy figure and looked more like a soldier from the army than the knights around him. He wore a gray deerskin coat and a hat tilted to one side, with three white feathers on the edge. It shows his identity as a marquis, but he doesn't look like an elegant noble, more like a butcher.

"I'm not the one in charge here, Grid. If you have any questions, you can ask the earl next to me." Veronica narrowed her eyes and looked at this guy, and replied coldly.

Her tone was very stiff, but the legion commander was not actually incompatible with the hateful guy in front of him. It was a tradition that soldiers did not make friends with the nobles of the Senate.

But unexpectedly, Grid pushed further and replied arrogantly: "I'm sorry, Lady Veronica, I don't trust these Eruin people."

Veronica's face immediately turned cold.

Brando also snorted coldly: "It's really shameless."

"What did you say?"

"I said you are a complete idiot." Brando didn't have a good impression of the Cruz people. Veronica was probably an exception, but he was never a good gentleman to other people. He directly reprimanded: "Frey When Ya arrives at the scheduled attack location. When to launch the attack, it only concerns me here. From now on, I am the supreme commander here, neither Lord Veronica nor you-"

"If you have questions, I don't need to answer you. If you are not satisfied, you can take off your pair of squirrel skin gloves and throw them on me. I don't mind nailing a waste like you here with a sword. On the ice, when the sword blade passes through your loose skin, I bet your blood will be frozen under your veins before it even flows out."

Brando released a hint of elemental aura. Locking on the group of officers, Grid immediately turned pale. "You..." He gritted his teeth, but in the end he didn't dare to say the second half of his sentence: "I hope your bet is right!"

Grider suddenly remembered that the guy in front of him had killed Williams. He asked himself that he did not have the respect of the deputy leader of the Templar Knights of the Flame Temple. Brando was really angry. Killing him seemed like killing an ant more.

Especially when he thought that the temple had killed a genius swordsman in Eruin, but there was no mention of revenge. The depth of Brando's background made his hair stand on end for a while.

Veronica watched the dispute between the two indifferently, and when she saw Grid flinching, she couldn't help but frown in disappointment. Although she didn't want Brando to suffer, the courage and quality of the imperial nobles were really unsightly. "Brando, are you really sure?" Veronica looked away from Grid in disgust. Asked: "Although the Knights of the Broken Sword are the elite of the Blue Army of the Sky, your little girl only has more than a hundred of my men. Look at these halfling cavalry, the number is at least in one column (organized by Cruz, More than five hundred people). It is really difficult to eliminate them all."

Regarding such a question, Brando could only smile.

"Don't worry, leave it to me."

He turned around and told Charles to go find Aloz. It had been a long time since he left, so it was almost time. The crowd was indeed in a commotion. Cruz's figure seemed to be separated by an invisible force and automatically gave way to a way. Behind it, Charles appeared in everyone's field of vision with Aloz. The little female dragon looked impatient and looked around with her golden eyes. Man is like a beast.

"Brando, are you looking for me?" Aloz walked through the crowd carelessly.

"I heard that you have been in a bad mood recently. I found some opponents for you to vent to. What do you think?" Brando replied with a smile.

"Huh, if you want me to help, just tell me. If it's you, I can't consider it." The little female dragon slowly walked through the crowd. Wherever she passed, the surrounding war horses suddenly let out a whine. These tall and powerful horses The herbivorous animals knelt down one after another, and those around them collapsed on the ground. Some even twitched on the ground, and died of foaming at the mouth in the blink of an eye.

"What did you do to our horses!"

Noble Cruz immediately quit. Excellent war horses in Eruin, Cruz and even St. Osol and Faenzan are luxuries worthy of showing off among nobles. A horse with a noble bloodline is more expensive than the same weight of gold in the circle of nobles. , and there is no market price, because no one will easily sell their beloved things.

But these horses actually died after being glared at by Aloz.

Aloz gave those guys a cold look and replied, "Your horses are blocking my way. Besides, I hate these smelly things. Keep them away from me."

"You——!" The nobleman almost lost his temper in anger.

Everyone turned their attention to Brando, and Grid seemed to have grasped the handle and asked excitedly: "Your Majesty, you'd better explain."

"You want me to explain?" Brando only found it funny.

"That's enough -" Veronica interrupted, frowning, feeling that the situation was getting out of hand. Only then did she vaguely feel that something was wrong with the little girl brought by the Gray Sword Master. It was not sorcery that made Aloz overwhelm those horses, but his momentum.

She was the only one in the room who noticed it.

"Lord Veronica, please don't be too partial to outsiders. Except for me, everyone here is your subordinate. What war horses mean to soldiers, I think you know better than me." Grid Leng He snorted and replied somewhat smugly.

Veronica looked at this guy as if he were looking at an idiot: "If you want to seek death, then so be it."

"What's the meaning?"

Grid was slightly startled. In his impression, the commander of the Blue Sky Legion did not seem like a joking person. He suddenly felt a little uneasy, but it was a little late. He suddenly heard a voice saying: "It means. A fool like you really shouldn't live in this world-" The voice had just sounded and had already reached his ears.

"careful!"

He heard the sound of the knights drawing their swords, and couldn't help turning around in shock, but a little late, a tail as thick as a bucket stretched out from nowhere and slapped him hard.

Grid screamed. He immediately sprayed blood and rolled away, falling sideways on the ice, dragging out an eye-catching blood trail.

"ah!"

"This is..." Veronica and Shi Duo looked at this sudden change in surprise.

They couldn't help but be surprised. Because what appeared in the sun was a head with gleaming scales and a long neck. An elegant creature with wings covering its body. To be precise, it was a dragon.

A golden dragon.

Aloz was entrenched on the ice sheet, looking down at everyone. Her huge body was about the size of a three-story building. Her slender neck was slightly bent, supporting a head with four horns. The clothes replaced by platinum-gold scales as smooth as mirrors, one next to the other, are coated with a layer of light purple metallic brilliance. This is a special color that only the dragon that is gradually growing into adulthood can have.

Aloz lowered his head, flames blazing in his golden eyes. She looked at everyone present, and everyone was shouting in their hearts: Martha, come on, a dragon! We actually lived with a dragon for so long!

Grid, who was struggling to get up from the ground, had a look of despair in his eyes. Now that he finally understood what Veronica meant, he felt that he was really a fool. Hopelessly stupid.

He wanted to beg for mercy, but a terrible spiritual shock had spread in everyone's hearts.

Most of the people present felt that they were trapped in an endless dark world. There was no touch, smell, or even any sense of time and direction in this world. There was only a horrifying scream coming from the horizon. It's so close that it shocks the eardrums.

Grid had just gotten up from the ground when his legs became weak. He fell to his knees and fell to the ground.

Only Veronica was able to hold on a little bit. She supported Shiduo with one hand, and Miss Scholar's face turned pale. Brando and Charles were not affected at all, but even so, they saw the performance of others and understood what it was.

This is the power inherent in the dragon.

Longwei.

"Originally, because of your arrogance, I should gouge out your eyes and eat your heart to warn other humble creatures to maintain the necessary respect for the dragon. But you are more lucky. I really don't want to be under your filthy The claws are moving on the body that is as dirty as maggots, so I will spare your life this time. You'd better not appear in front of me again, otherwise I won't guarantee that I will burn you to ashes with a burst of fire - "

A majestic voice sounded in everyone's heart. It was completely different from Aloz's tender and childish voice. It seemed like a queen who was dominating the whole group. Only the scent of the little female dragon could be vaguely heard. The first words of this voice were still on the ground, but by the end, the dragon had spread its wings and jumped up, hovering in the air, and the sound rumbled throughout the surrounding area.

All the war horses fell to their knees at the same time.

"Brando, you owe me another favor." When the little female dragon said this, her voice was already heard in the clouds.

Brando raised his head and saw only a shadow passing over the snowfield, as if blocking the sky. Aloz spread his wings, and a terrifying aura spread far outside the entire glacier.

That's the momentum of a giant dragon.

…

With a click, Enlek watched as a crack appeared on the crystal in the hand of his wizard. In the blink of an eye, the pieces broke and turned into fly ash. However, in just less than two weeks, this powerful Grand Duke has completely changed his appearance. His original energetic image is no longer there. He hides under a fur cloak, and the only impression left to outsiders is that of a man. Zhang had a pale side face that was so thin that it was almost inhuman shape.

Anlek was as thin as a skeleton, with a wrinkled skin covering his face. Only his eyes were still staring at the crystal in the dry eye sockets, and there was still a trace of sparkle in his eyes.

"Lord." The wizard turned back and looked at him with questioning eyes.

"This is Longwei, and that stupid dragon has indeed moved out." Anlek grabbed his cane and said a little fanatically: "Let's go, I know that old woman Veronica is following us. Let them follow. Okay, go ahead and beat around the bush, you idiots."

"My lord, your body."

"Shut up." Anlek glanced at Dejar coldly. Although he was getting thinner and thinner, his majesty became more and more obvious, and the aura that took people's breath seemed to be about to escape from his body at any time.

Dejar shuddered. Shut up quickly.

"I am not one of those mortals. In order to gain strength, sacrifice is inevitable. Remember our pursuit. Chaos is the only one, and everything else is a burden." Alek replied coldly: "The pursuit of emotional weakness, for the The ignorant grabbing of money and power, and empty justice. Mortals pursue these trivial things, how can they defeat us?"

"Let's go, master defeated them in Babel, and he will do the same now." He coughed, and then slowly stood up.

In the forest, knights in black robes also stood up one after another. These knights looked extremely strange. They were far taller than ordinary people and looked a bit like orcs on the great plains. But orcs can't build armor, and their intelligence only allows them to use simple weapons.

Even more eye-catching. Each knight has an Ouroboros symbol on his cloak.

…

"Freya?"

"Freya?"

The girl from the countryside of Butchi was a little distracted. She recalled the scene at that time. Brando stood in the tent and asked her the question seriously: 'Freya, how do you view the war? 'The last time Brando was so serious. It was when Braggs told her how to save Butch.

How should you view war? Freya asked herself, she should hate the war. The war took away everything she should have, a peaceful life, relatives, and homeland. Everything she had ever known was lost in the blazing flames. Looking back at that memory, all that was left seemed to be deep pain.

'But Eruin can only be saved through war, and in these wars you will become the executioner you once hated. ’

‘Freya, your enemy is not just Madara, you should understand this. You will kill people, and more people will die in the war, or lose their homes and relatives. If you are just a soldier, you can leave it alone. ’

‘But I know your ideals, Freya, do you understand your goals? ’

Freya tightened her grip on her sword.

In a daze, she saw blood flowing across the battlefield, and there were only endless corpses on the battlefield. Among these corpses was Beth's pure and innocent face. She looked at her with empty eyes, as if questioning her.

Then she saw the little girl who died at the hands of the devil.

Then came Butcher's relatives.

Freya felt that she still lacked an answer. She closed her eyes and then opened them again. The voice and five senses seemed to return to her body again, and she felt that Nymesis beside her had called her several times.

"Freya."

"What's the matter?" The future Valkyrie turned back.

"What are you thinking about?" Nimesis was a little dissatisfied. "I don't know..." Freya shook her head blankly, "I seemed to have seen a blue shadow just now, and then...I don't know what happened after that."

"Blue shadow?" Nimesis reached out and touched her forehead: "Are you too tired recently?"

"No...I don't think so. What time is it?" She raised her head and asked.

"See for yourself." Nymesis handed her the pocket watch. Freya took a look, then looked at the row of halflings in Enhor in the distance: "Has there been any news from Brando?"

"He has confirmed with Medissa that he is the person we are looking for."

"That……"

"Miss Aloz is on her way."

"I see."

Freya threw the pocket watch into the snow. Brando asked her how she planned to fight to complete this plan. She knew very well that if Anlek, the old fox, was not to fall into the trap, no one would be left alive. She pulled out part of the Lionheart Sword and pressed the cold blade with her fingertips. She felt a chill in her heart. She was no longer that little girl and understood what a knight and a soldier were.

Although she doesn't have a clear answer in her heart, she at least understands that killing cannot bring peace, but it can at least resolve disputes. Therefore, her answer was very simple, with only one sentence: "I understand, Brando." She looked at Brando at that time, and there was no hesitation in her eyes, because her last hesitation had already been with Beth in Port Ampel. Buried together.

She pulled out the Lionheart Sword entirely. The blade of the sword flashed with cold light. Everyone reacted after seeing the actions of this temporary 'commander', and stood up one after another. The knights took off their cloaks and threw them to the ground. Next, the noble officers of the Cruz people turned their attention to Freya, and they all looked at her with amusement. Freya glanced at the sword in her hand, pointed her sword down and ordered: "Go down from both sides of the hillside, and don't enter the opponent's field of vision. Listen to my order and cut off the retreat of the halfling of Enhor on the snowfield. Watching No one is allowed to fight without permission before the signal is given.”

Cruz was stunned for a moment. The air was like falling snow, and the silence was sinking.

"Wait, this is inconsistent with our orders." Brund immediately questioned: "Commander, are you planning to wait and see? If you let those halfling cavalry enter the Hibernator Temple, you will really attract the damned ones. Thief. Commander, please allow me to doubt your motives."

"I can understand your suspicion." Freya glanced at Nymesis beside her. She calmed her breathing in her heart and replied: "But we are not the main attacker."

"not us?"

"Who could that be?"

Freya raised her head and looked at the sky. Her gaze crossed the crystal-like treetops of the pine forest. Officer Cruz, who had calmed down, noticed her behavior and raised his head. There seemed to be a slight movement in the clouds on the horizon. The forest, which was filled with all kinds of sounds before, fell silent for a moment, as if an invisible hand had strangled its throat. Then the clouds suddenly came together, then separated again, and a huge shadow roared out of the clouds.

Brendan opened his mouth. As I stared at this scene, I seemed to feel a hissing sound coming from my throat. The knights of the Cruz people stood in the forest as if they had roots under their feet, like a group of stone statues, and they were experiencing a tsunami in their hearts. This was no illusion. The mighty dragon descended from mid-air, and a terrifying scream rang out from everyone's hearts. Only Freya has seen such a scene before. On the battlefield of Ampelser, dark clouds covered the sun that day, and a golden ray descended from the clouds, bringing the final victory to the war.

She turned back: "Medissa."

"Sister Freya, I'm here." The silver elf princess lifted her cloak and asked loudly: "Do you want to summon her?"

Freya turned around. The halflings of Enhor on the ice field had discovered the giant dragon in the sky. People and horses panicked and fell into a ball. The more clever ones began to flee in all directions. Freya turned back and nodded to Medisa.

"Knights of Farlan, hear my horn!"

Medisa intertwined the silver threads in her hands to weave a silver horn. She immediately blew the horn and chanted loudly: "On the plains of Marald, the sky-blue flags are flying like the sea, and the spears of the French are flying. The cold light flashes. Knights, listen to the long sound of my horn. The ancient spirits are calling for the courage in your hearts. Knights, mount your horses with me and get ready-" The silver elf's voice was melodious like a song. It came from ancient times. The knights of the Cruz people looked at each other when they heard this incantation. They didn't know what Medissa was calling, but Brund was the first to react: "Oh my god, this is the King of Silver's." Legion of Knights!”

As soon as he finished speaking, Medissa had already puffed up her cheeks and blew the horn for the second time.

The trumpet sounds melodiously——

At this moment, Aloz flew over the forest. The wind pressure swept across the tree crowns and swooped toward the ice fields in the distance. But when the knights turned around, they were extremely surprised to see war horses shining with white light and wearing heavy armor appearing in the forest. These war horses, which seemed to come from heaven, converged into a silver trend, and they arrived in an instant. around them. A unicorn came to Medisa and rubbed the little princess's cheek affectionately. Medisa touched its long horn and turned over to mount her horse. Freya was the second to get on her horse. Her war horse was taller than other people's war horses, with silver flames burning on the horse's hooves. This horse was the legendary mount of the Silver King, the Holy Soul.

"Everyone mount up." Freya ordered: "Remember your mission clearly——"

She turned back to look at the plain and sighed slightly: "They have communication crystals on them, so we can't give them any chance. Take no prisoners and kill everyone."

When this order was given, Nymesis turned back and glanced at the girl from the countryside of Butchi.

Freya frowned, but her eyes remained firm.

…

Kuwu was once Anlek's most trusted confidant, and his head was surprisingly small. The halfling with extraordinarily large ears knew very well how he earned this trust. It was not because of his outstanding abilities, but because of his loyalty. His father, an equally proud dwarf, also served the previous generation of Duke Anlek. Their family had such a tradition of loyalty. This is what Kuwu is most proud of. But this time he knew that he could overcome the previous difficulties, but this time. But it might be his last time on the battlefield.

He tightened his bearskin robe, still thinking about the task given to him by the Grand Duke - to challenge a dragon. Soldiers are supposed to die on the battlefield, which is a rare honor for Kuvu. The Enhor people are the toughest people in the highlands and the strongest warriors. Today they challenge the dragon, and their courage will be engraved on the stone pedestal of their hometown. It's just that the cold wind is so biting that it almost lifts the robes, and the cold cuts through the body like a knife, making it unbearable for these halflings who are accustomed to the dry and cold climate of the plateau. Kuwu had had an ominous premonition since this morning. The elders of his clan often said that if the day starts poorly, everything will go wrong. He broke his kettle in the morning. This is a very disturbing and bad sign.

The team trudged forward on the ice field, and they had not gone more than a few miles all morning. Kuwu frowned. He was the most experienced warrior among his people. He had been listening to the sounds carried by the wind.

Suddenly, he heard a strange sound.

It was like rolling thunder through the clouds. But not as obviously, just still buzzing. This low-frequency roar soon became clear. Kuwu turned around and stared at the sky with some fanaticism - he finally heard that it was the sound of something flying in the sky - and it must be a huge thing. If they really attracted the dragon, they would die here. Their blood is also honorable.

In just a moment, the expected giant shadow appeared on the skyline. It parted the clouds, tore the sky, and jumped into Kuwu's field of vision in an instant. At that moment, all the halflings of Emhor discovered the enemy, and they screamed. The timid ones among them were already heartbroken and began to flee in panic. But Kuwu can forgive them, after all, when he first heard about this mission, he was just like them, stunned with fear.

He was really embarrassed when he thought about how he looked at that time. How could he be considered a qualified warrior like this? He took out the highland liquor from his arms, poured it down his throat, and felt the burning sensation. Then he wiped his mouth and showed a fanatical smile. It was enough. He never expected his men to deal with a giant dragon. That was an impossible task. But at least they have completed their mission. That's enough. The stupid dragon has been attracted to this ice field, and then the Lord's plan can be realized.

Kuwu almost laughed, but before he could laugh out loud, a hint of gloom flashed through his mind.

He saw the dragon's gleaming golden scales—

That was a golden dragon.

"This is impossible—!" Kuwu's eyes widened, his face turned pale, and his big ears almost stood upright—this is another dragon, and there are two dragons on this snowy field! No, he couldn't help but look around in panic, with the last glimmer of hope in his heart. He hoped that Grand Duke Anlek's news was wrong. Maybe it was a golden dragon living here instead of a frost dragon. Although this idea was so disrespectful, the halfling leader couldn't care less at the moment.

Immediately, an even weirder sound shattered all his delusions.

It was a long sound that was more distant than the dragon's scream. It seemed to ring from the horizon and sounded for a long time. Kuwu had only heard such a sound once in his life. It was the dragon-horned trombone of the Faenzan Legion when he and Anlek went on a holy war together.

"There is an ambush..."

Kuvu immediately understood what was happening, that they were being set against. He trembled and grabbed the communication crystal, but the crystal showed no response: "No... law barrier." He was almost moaning. The enemy was obviously well prepared. He immediately grabbed the weapon and screamed: "Quick, escape from this area. Spread out and pass the message!"

He raised his head, and the green pupils reflected the growing figure of the golden dragon. The shadow seemed to represent despair.

A golden flame fell from the sky... It's a big chapter, so I won't break it into chapters. The past two days have been quite busy, and I didn’t have time to update until the evening. I estimate that I will be free tomorrow. Then I will continue to answer questions in the book review area, and by the way, I will also solve the previous problems. Also, please give me a monthly pass. I haven’t asked for a monthly pass for a long time. Please give me a vote! Please vote! Please vote and support me to give me some motivation. )RQ

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