Act 126 Eternity XXVII

wwxom Less than an inch away from the sharp ice edge, a network composed of silver lines extending on the ice appeared behind Brando in time. The definition of wall in the law is to separate the inside and outside from the outside. It also has the meaning of stop. Lando landed heavily on the equidistant grids composed of silver lines, and the corresponding power was transmitted back from the wall of law. He used this power to roll backwards, at least he did not fall into the frozen soil realm.

At the same time, the silver line bent downwards, absorbing the huge impact when he landed. Then, a clear and bright voice appeared in the biting cold wind: "In the name of law, wall, tension, shelter, the scepter held by Terra, lightning counterattack——"

A five-foot-tall, five-foot-wide force field-shaped shield emitting azure blue light appeared in front of Brando. At the same time, a bolt of lightning tore through the fog condensed by frost, making a sizzling sound like a long golden snake. It snaked towards Sebos who was standing in the center of the frozen soil field; although the King of Frost Knights was unmoved, he tore the electric beam to pieces with a casual tug. He raised his head and the frost mist dissipated. , expose the beautiful behind

The young wizard floating in mid-air - Ciel.

As early as after the battle of Ampelsel, Brando has been studying methods to fight against the realm of extremes. After the planeswalker's card is displayed, it will be connected with the planeswalker in accordance with the rules. Once blocked, except for every day Apart from the reset time, there is almost no other way to be summoned again. So the idea of ​​making Planeswalker cards actually came into being from then on, as a secondary level separated from Brando.

Authority, in the rules there is no doubt that the planeswalker cards are regarded as part of his body, so Brando can summon any deck of planeswalker cards to his side at any time, regardless of distance and boundaries. Domain restrictions, and even the reverse, are also feasible, which means that Brando can even leave the Extreme Plains at any time if he wants.

Except that means nothing. He understood that he could only obtain the reward for that mission by defeating Sebos here.

He knew exactly what that might be.

As expected, there was a hint of surprise in the silver-white eyes of the King of Frost Knights. After the mist parted, it seemed that what he arrived at was not the silver-robed wizard Ciel, holding a silver staff and wearing a patterned white robe, but the planeswalker card, but as time passed and returned to a thousand years ago, the man who was crowned the Dragon of the World: The man with the dark title was just one facing him. One turned his back to him, and both of them spoke at the same time:

"Sebos, can you make it to the future of this land?"

"King of Frost Knights, thank you for your hospitality, but it's my turn to attack next -"

Two voices intertwined and echoed in the ears,

Sebs almost narrowed his eyes. Phosphorus fire was burning quietly in his eyes. Different answers, but the same ability and aura, the same fate and pursuit. He could even shudder to remember the terrifying power - when the organization still existed, the thirteen supreme The scene of the administrator fighting an unknown enemy on the ancient battlefield is still clearly visible, as if it were a memory from yesterday. Just, eyes

The aura of the young man in front of him was different from anyone he said he had ever seen, not the legion commander Odin. Gintings, who is not the Sword of Arbitration, is different from anyone else. Is there any other supreme manager in this world?

But there was no time for him to think——

Brando took advantage of the silver equidistant lines and charged towards him; at the same time, the summoned Char floating in the sky was singing a new spell, which was a sonorous dragon language, full of energy. The words of magic danced, and the coercion was like sharp claws trying to pierce the restless space. Sebos saw it all, after experiencing thousands of battles. These are nothing more than trivial skills in his eyes.

He felt as if he could easily resolve it by raising his hand, but he still watched this scene with great interest. It's like admiring the budding process of an interesting thing.

"Maybe this is the one," he thought.

In the gap between electricity and light, sparks flew everywhere. The sword of earth in Brando's hand struck hard on the sword spine of Frostsinger Xina. He was shocked because he had not even cleared Sebos. When did he move? It was faster than he thought. The next moment, five blazing golden-red lines had already bypassed him, piercing Sebos's back like sharp daggers. This was not a flame formed by the convergence of elements, it was purely a high-altitude flame.

The Golden Thread of the Law of High Temperature——

"Hot, high temperature and movement -" Ciel's voice was still as straight and sharp as a sword.

The golden-red flame hit the King of Frost Knights straight on the back. Brando could even see the rising explosion flames and sparks, but what disappointed him was that Sebos remained unmoved. , the pale damage number projected on his retina turned out to be a huge zero: No defense breach? ! How could this guy's defense suddenly increase so much! Sebos turned his head, his eyes pale.

Bai's phosphorus fire almost matched the uneasiness in his heart, and Brando almost suffocated for a moment.

"Lord, I feel that the law has been frozen by him!" Charles reminded him urgently through telepathy.

Does the King of Frost Knights still have this ability? Brando felt a chill in his heart and hurriedly avoided the opponent's sight. He used the Nine Lights after the Wind to wander around and tried to find a suitable opportunity to cut in. Unfortunately, at this moment, Sebos acted like an experienced swordsman in the final battle, so he had no time to spare. He couldn't help but feel a little discouraged as he waited for Brando's final blow. In fact, Brando has already decided to give up at this moment. He has also experienced many battles and understands those

There is a glimmer of chance in battles, but other battles have no chance of winning. As a wise player, or a swordsman at this moment, you should know when to choose to retreat.

He decided to fight for the last time. The blessing law cast by Charles was still on him. If this attack failed, he would let Hipamira (faith deck, Himmelud priest card) pull him and Shar. Out of the plain.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Sebos suddenly spoke again. When there was a soft sound, he used the Soul Holder Fingers in his hand to block another sword of Brando. Then the heavy and hoarse voice asked: "Young man, I'm curious about your purpose in pursuing power?"

Brando was slightly startled, but he subconsciously thought that this was just a way for the other party to distract him, and after a moment of pondering, he did not react.

Between the lightning and flint, there were two or three more exchanges of swords——

"You may not understand this. Only when you understand what Odin's inheritance means can I be able to hand it over to you with confidence..."

This time Brando was finally moved. He deflected Sebos's stabbing blade and asked quickly: "What do you want to say, the respected King of Frost Knights."

"I mean, there is a tip of the iceberg secret behind this power. You may have vaguely guessed it, but only those who truly accept it may be qualified to receive the final inheritance of the Dark Dragon."

The two of them asked questions. But his hands are not slow at all, three handles

The long swords crisscrossed like lightning, and Brando was clearly retreating. He couldn't help gritting his teeth. At least in terms of swordsmanship, he found that he couldn't take advantage of the opponent at all. The sword in Sebos's hand has become more and more proficient, as if the King of Knights was teasing him before. Finally, he managed to seize an opening and said: "Secret, you mean there is something hidden behind the War of Saints."

The truth? "

The soul fire in Sebos's eyes suddenly brightened, and he suddenly retracted his sword, giving Brando a chance to breathe: "You are smarter than I thought, young man."

This actually has nothing to do with intelligence, because regarding the War of the Saints, Brando's understanding of that war is no less than that of the two people present - Sebos and St. Osol, Queen of the Wind. As a bystander, he may even know better; although there are many mysteries in the Battle of the Saints, Brando believes that there may not be any deep-seated reasons behind it. Arrogant and arrogant, they have no end to the people of silver

The oppression of the people eventually led to war, and the flames of this war burned across the entire continent. "The sages led the people to march through the dark wilderness, and the people of silver were scattered on the earth." This is what this period of history is about. But the Bugans and the Mist Elves ultimately prevailed. They established the order after the War of the Saints. It's just that the black iron humans took advantage of the situation.

This is the official setting and cannot be overturned.

Brando took advantage of Sebos to put away his sword. He supported the Sword of the Earth on the silver grid and gasped for air, but he raised his head and couldn't help but ask: "Do you want to say that the Four Saints concealed the truth? In the Battle of the Saints, it was actually the Dark Dragon Ao Is Ding the righteous party?" His tone was distrustful, which made St. Osor, the Queen of the Wind, who was watching the battle quietly on the side, a little curious. In her impression, Brando was different from the Yanzhi.

When he talked about the other people under the rule of the temple, she and the four Kroots spoke with admiration but no awe, which was completely different from those brainwashed believers. But at this moment, Brando's tone is undoubtedly in their favor.

Although St. Osol has a clear conscience about history, there is no doubt that she is still happy for Brando's trust at this moment.

"No, not entirely. I don't want to talk about history in terms of success, failure, right and wrong. That's just a superficial way for you mortals. I don't mean to talk nonsense. Young man, I just want to give you something." Sebos smiled slightly and replied, The look in his eyes was clearly very interesting.

Brando frowned.

He had actually communicated with the elf sister St. Osor in private, but St. Osor's answer also had a hint of curiosity: "No, let him continue, Brando, I think maybe he didn't say What's wrong - remember, Sebos is not the smooth-talking sycophant around that guy, he is a real warrior!"

Brando nodded, looking at the King of Frost Knights. After the opponent put away his sword, the battle between the two sides came to an end. Although this battle made Brando very unhappy, it was purely a suppression of strength. If he could still maintain the strength of his heyday, he felt that he might not be able to challenge the King of Frost Knights alone: ​​"What do you want to give me?" he asked.

"It's just a battlefield."

Sebos replied quietly, he raised his hand, and the scenery on the Extreme Plains changed drastically again——

"There is an eternal battle in our world."

Brando was trying to figure out what he meant by this sentence, but a picture that amazed him was already reflected in his pupils - it was an endless wilderness, but there were more than just grass rolling in the wind like wheat waves. Dian, at the end of the field of vision, two huge armies are marching. Even St. Osor, the Queen of the Wind, let out a light sigh. Brando may understand what she is sighing, because the army on the horizon is the Dark Wings Legion of the Miner people, known as the right wing of the Dark Dragon. , the elite of the Miner people.

"Dark Wings, we defeated this army in the great swamp and paid the price of many lives. Airlanta also lost an eye forever in this battle."

Brando nodded. He even knew the story behind it and the sacrifice of Otales. This battle was written into a magnificent poem by poets in later generations to praise the dedication and sacrifice of the ancestors.

"Then where is this place? Have you ever had another war with them?"

St. Osol shook his head blankly.

Obviously, she was also surprised by the scene before her.

Brando stared at the other side of the sky. He was curious about who the enemy of these proud Min'er people was - the equally large army that was like a black cloud pressing down on the city.

On the side, Sebos still seemed to be immersed in his own memory, telling such a story: "In this war, I belong to the seventh column of the Earth Legion. I am honored to become Lord Odin. One of my commanders——"

"Earth Legion? Isn't it the Wings of Darkness?" Brando seemed to hear the name for the first time, but he felt vaguely familiar.

The King of Frost Knights glanced at him and asked, "It's different from what you think. This legion is inherited from an era older than you think. Even we can't know the origin of the system. It seems that before the birth of the Min'er people, , this legion sequence has already existed. Some people say that it even comes from the era of the gods, before the destruction of the Babel Fortress. But warriors like us are born to be part of this legion, just like the imprint in their blood. , this memory seems to be inherited from the soul, allowing us to understand our position in this huge sequence, and everyone has such a responsibility."

"Can you imagine-"

Brando opened his mouth slightly, but he didn't understand what the other person was saying at all.

A birthright legion? What's happening here? But he suddenly felt like he had heard of such a name in the game.

"I said, this is an eternal battle that seems to have never started and will never end, and the Earth Legion also exists eternally, as if only to fight against their destined enemies." The King of Frost Knights replied faintly. road.

"Destined enemy?"

"Brando..." St. Osor's voice suddenly came: "Hurry over there!"

Brando rarely heard the Lord Wind Queen speak to him in such an urgent tone. He frowned and turned around subconsciously, but what he saw was a flash of light on the horizon. It was not the brilliance of magic, but It's some kind of strange refraction. Is it a reflection of the armor? No, not quite. Brando squinted his eyes, and at that moment he finally understood where the refracted light came from.

It was the color of a piece of crystal.

Crystal clusters.

No, it should be said that it is an army of crystal clusters——

Brando couldn't help but hold his breath subconsciously. Martha, whether here or in the game, he had never seen or imagined so many crystal clusters.

What exactly is that?

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