Act 149 The Age of Mortals I

The latest chapter of "Amber Sword"...

"How could I possibly do it?" Freya looked at the direction of the voice in the air. She was so surprised that she stood up from the round table without realizing it: "How could I prevent a god from awakening?" Her mind was in a mess. She didn't know why Milos would choose her. She was just an ordinary person and had nothing to do with the gods. In fact, she thought that her ability to accept was already strong enough. Since escaping from Butchi, the series of changes that have taken place around her have made her dizzy. She finally managed to sort out a clue and barely adapted to her current status as a knight cadet. Then suddenly, a sudden change came to her. A god suddenly asked her to help prevent its resurrection?

What is she going to take? Pull out the Lion Heart Sword and stab the giant god to death with one strike? Of course, it may be written in future legends that in the last ten days of summer in the Year of Swords, the female knight Freya assassinated the last god, Milos, the father of the frost giants. After the knights, the age of gods truly ended. Then these records will gradually be sealed in books as time goes by, stored in the bottom layers of wizards' parchment documents, and no one will mention them again until thousands of years later.

Freya suddenly stopped her delusion, blushed and shook her head quickly. This was nothing, no matter how much she thought, it was impossible. It was obviously a god, how could it be killed by a mortal like her. How could you think of pulling out the Lionheart Sword, stabbing the giant god to death and then being recorded in history? It's very unreasonable. If Brando were to write history, maybe such a thing would be possible. Anyway, it's not possible. It's just as absurd.

She patted her face gently, trying to calm herself down, waiting for Milos to speak.

Milos seemed to wait for a while before speaking:

"It's actually very simple. Just pull out the Lion Heart Sword and stab me to death when I wake up."

Freya's eyes widened, her mouth was half-opened, and she even forgot to put down the action of slapping her face, as if she was petrified. He froze there.

Milos suddenly laughed out loud, "You have a very rich imagination, little girl, but as you think, this is naturally not such a simple matter."

Freya blinked her eyes and fluttered her long eyelashes slightly. She was stunned for a moment before she realized that the father of the giant was teasing her. This made her a little angry. What can I say? That is a god. Gods are joking with mortals. Is there any precedent for this in history? But even a god is a weird guy with the same temperament as Brando, Freya cursed in her heart. But after just a moment, she suddenly reacted and looked over in a panic: "You, can you see what I am thinking?"

"After all, I am a god no matter what. Don't worry, little girl, I won't care about your little offense just now." The voice laughed.

That is to say, she actually heard it and just didn't care about it. Freya's face turned red and she opened her mouth. But I was speechless.

"Let's get back to the subject, little girl. In fact, this matter is really not difficult for you."

"How could it be possible? I'm just an ordinary person. You suddenly want me to prevent you from waking up. This is impossible." Freya shook her head, feeling that she couldn't do it.

"It is precisely because you are an ordinary person that I chose you." The voice replied.

Freya was slightly startled, she heard that there was something in this sentence. Somewhat confused, he asked: "Why?"

“Because in such an era.

Only ordinary people have the power to decide their destiny. The voice paused for a moment: "Have you heard of the story of the Azure Knight?" "

"Are you saying that the azure knight penetrated the sky and caused the stars to fall to the ground. Therefore, it brought about the legend of the mortal era?" Freya suddenly felt melancholy. She nodded: "I heard this before when I was very young. Bedside story." She didn't finish some words. At that time, the mountains in Butchi were still green and green. When spring came, the mountains and fields were blooming with flowers. The war seemed to be a distant term, and who could have imagined that ten Will there be today in 20 years?

The owner of the voice seemed to notice that the girl was depressed, and he gently comforted her: "I'm sorry to remind you of the past. But this story is very important to you and to me."

"Isn't that a fairy tale?" Freya raised her head and asked blankly.

"So you believe it ever happened?"

This is a good question. Freya was stunned for a moment. Does she believe in myths? Whether it is Eruin or Cruz, there are many myths and legends, the distant ones are like the records in the poem of Cang, the recent ones are like the story of the ancestor Ek and his knights opening up the territory, and even some There are folk legends, such as those stories in the woods that scare children, and black prophetic books, but should people believe these stories? Some of these stories are fabricated, and some are true, but after decades, they even become After hundreds of years of Miao biography, and more or less artistic exaggeration, it has long lost its original appearance.

Perhaps the legend of the late Lord Ek is still close at hand, and the stories of the King of Fire and the other three sages are only the glorious narratives on the murals. As for the earlier legends about dusk, they are as far away as It is a dream. There are sweet dreams and nightmares among those dreams, but no one can tell which ones are real and which ones are fake.

Freya was stunned for a long time before asking: "That's true, right?"

"Some of it is, but it did happen before, in this land."

Freya knew that what Milos said next might be the focus, so she calmed down and listened to the father of the frost giant. The surroundings became quiet, and the firewood was burning in the fireplace and making a mooing sound. Sometimes she felt that this spacious room might be located in a deep mountain, and she could even feel the legendary feeling coming from deep inside the mountain. I don’t know when it started, but a low, buzzing sound echoed around me.

The tea has a lingering fragrance, and the tea beads flying onto the tablecloth have not yet dissipated. The silver knives and forks reflect the warm luster of the candlelight, and the faint flames on the white porcelain tea tray are swaying, bright or dark.

"It was related to the war of the Dusk Dragon. The gods had a dispute over the future of this world. Martha, our mother, was watching us from above the hall as always. There was the Tower of Babel, and later because of the war It was reduced to ruins - at least at that time. It was still the center of civilization. The golden temple had a marble floor as beautiful as floating clouds. Gods lined up among them. I could only stand at the end of that long queue. , when the dispute was at its most intense, the entire hall echoed with the voices of Alpheus and Crystal."

"Is it the Dragon of Fury and the Dragon of Knowledge?"

"Yes."

"'Why do we want to carry out this plan?' Alpheus said bitterly. He is the most hot-tempered of all his mother's children. Although Tiamat is more resolute, she is much calmer than him." The voice was slow. He said, as if he was narrating a story he had witnessed with his own eyes: "Crystal did not reply, but Alpheus continued to sarcastically say: 'The bronze generation has been lost. In my opinion, it is more appropriate to go back to the ancient times. The beauty of order. We shouldn't listen to those stupid lies at all. Let alone leave the decision-making power to those useless hands. This is the conspiracy of the dusk, which can just catch us all.', 'Shut up, Alvers.' At this time , Crystal finally spoke. She is Alpheus's youngest sister. The relationship between the two was once considered by the gods to be stronger than the immortal peak that will never be broken, but at this moment there are also faint cracks. 'They are also mothers. 's child. Do you mean to make your mother sad by saying that?" Under his sister's aggressive attack, Alphes also panicked: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." He replied, but the wisdom of the crystal is Endless, she continued: "Everything you said, the arbiters will naturally judge right and wrong. Our task is to protect the operation of the order. Rather than interfere. Here, you can only choose whether Or not.'. After a moment of silence, Alpheus could only reply: 'I never agree.' He looked at his sister, his disappointment palpable. The break between the two was like the birth of a new sea, and the gap was rapid. formed and irreparable.”

Freya listened to this narrated story quietly. Even just listening to Milos's description, she could imagine the fierce dispute in the Floating Cloud Temple, but she felt a little unbelievable why there were so many conflicts between the gods. There will be disputes. Shouldn't they have always been the guardians of the world of order, like gentle elders, silently guarding all living beings on the Warnd continent. Whether it is slander or gratitude from mortals, the favor always comes from heaven, but there is never any demand for it.

"Why?" She finally couldn't help but ask: "'Those trashes', are you talking about us?"

Milos's voice paused for a moment: "Yes, our dispute stems from a choice."

"choose?"

"Whether to continue the mistakes made since the age of the gods, or to leave the choice to mortals, especially when facing an enemy like the Dragon of Dusk, such a choice seems extremely heavy even for the gods."

"But why is there such a choice?" Freya asked.

"Do you know the Bronze Generation?"

Freya frowned and shook her head.

"Actually, you've seen them." The voice prompted.

The girl was slightly startled, but this time Milos did not let her continue guessing, but answered directly: "The term "Bronze Generation" is rarely mentioned anymore. The people of silver and people of gold have collected all relevant documents. It was destroyed, and the few preserved parts were locked in a forbidden place that ordinary people could not touch. Because it once proved Mrs. Martha's mistake. Although my mother didn't care, it doesn't mean that we children can accept it easily. The same goes for the Buga people - and the bronze generation are the monsters scattered on the earth. In the past, in addition to the glorious people of order, there were also the twilight seeds of chaos. In view of the fact that the monsters between order and chaos are not the same. Doesn’t exist in this world.”

Freya was completely stunned. She knew about the golden race, the silver people, and even the black iron generation, but she had never heard of the original monster, the bronze remnant between silver and black iron, but how could this happen? In this way, she subconsciously rubbed her forehead, feeling a little dizzy. The owner of the voice obviously noticed this, and he asked: "Do you feel a little weird?"

Freya nodded.

"Then let's start with the order of the ancient times."

…

Kou Hua's cold voice echoed over the hall——

"Before the world of Warnd was born in the light, the gods and Martha - the supreme existence - first appeared in the chaos. With the help of Martha, the gods weaved this world and created a world. Seventeen thousand gods came to manage this world. Then the gods created a golden race from the blood and corpses of the gods' people. This is the origin of the golden race."

"The golden race is a servant, a warrior, and a staunch guardian of order."

"Then there was the Silver Generation. The Silver Generation was created because Martha made a contract with the four elemental monarchs, with the elements as their bodies and the blood of the golden race. There are thousands of silver people. Ten thousand, they live in a kingdom on earth and are subjects of order.”

"This is the ancient classical order and the most glorious era. The Tower of Babel stands in the center of the world. Monitoring the earth, there is a fortress on each of the four borders of the kingdom. Valhalla and Avalon are just one of them. Legend has it that in that era the ground was paved with silver, the sky shone with diamonds, and the trees bore fruits of gold. The rivers flowed with rich milk."

"But such a glorious dynasty still fell in the dusk."

"In the next two eras, the people of the gods rebuilt the world twice, but what was the result? The people of the gods passed away one by one, and all the wisdom of the ancients was lost to this day. Civilization The most glorious victory for the Twilight Dragon came from the last war."

And just as she was saying these words, the entire spiral hall was uncontrollably tipping downwards under the control of some kind of force - the platform in the center had been completely twisted under the huge force. More than a dozen long bridges were twisted into twists and dragged towards the abyss below. Brando had been saved because of this sudden change, but he immediately discovered that this was just a matter of getting out of the wolf's den and entering the tiger's mouth.

All the reasons are because of Kou Hua's previous actions.

When everyone's attention was focused on the fierce fighting battlefield in the middle, Brando and the little female dragon happened to be raiding Alek, causing chaos here. But the eldest daughter of Isis took advantage of this moment to fly towards the Gray Sword Saint Mephisto. She only had a symbolic fight with Mephisto in mid-air, and was killed by the Gray Sword Saint. A sword hit his waist. Just when Mephistopheles was still wondering how this demigod-level existence in the Age of Chaos could be so vulnerable, Kou Hua fell in a certain direction with the force of the Gray Sword Master's blow.

The direction she fell. Right in the middle of the hall. And behind her, except for the throne on the platform. Only the amethyst was left half hanging in the air.

The battle situation at that time was so stalemate that both sides of the battle had no time to see in which direction Kou Hua fell, but it was this neglect that gave her the greatest opportunity. The moment he approached the amethyst, Kou Hua turned back in mid-air and grabbed the amethyst with one claw. If Mephistopheles had noticed Kou Hua's subtle movement, he would have been wary of her previous fake miss, because the strength of this grip was so terrifying, at least the strength of the peak of the law. With one claw, the crystals suddenly fell into pieces. Shattered.

Then in an instant, the scene where Brando had dodged the sword of the Lizardman Sword Master happened.

The spiral hall shook violently, and then the entire ground rotated and sank downwards. All the long bridges above the abyss were torn into a long thin belt. Except for a few people with the ability to fly or magic, most people, even Including the knights in black robes who immediately lost their footing and fell down. Only then did Brando realize that something was wrong. He raised his head and could barely see Akane piercing the Azure Spear into the wall across the hall. Fortunately, it didn't fall, but she could no longer see it among the crowd. Laurenna and his wife, not to mention the little prince and the eldest son of the Cruz people.

There was also no news from Charles and others. Brando tried to contact with his mind, but he only felt a noise coming from below, and something was interfering with the spiritual world of everyone in the hall.

And in this place, he could only think of one thing.

But for a moment, he saw a huge mouth suddenly popping up in the darkness below. It looked like a giant sandworm. The open mouth was densely packed with thousands of teeth. Bran Just take one more look and you'll understand what it is - Frostbite Fang. This damn thing turns out to be here. It turns out that it didn't originally live in the glacier, but was locked up under this hall.

He should have thought of it earlier.

However, he grasped the edge of the long bridge with one hand, raised his head and looked at Kou Hua in mid-air with some confusion. He somewhat understood what the eldest daughter of Isis wanted to do - in the game, He had never heard of such a thing.

"I've been through that war firsthand."

Kou Hua floated in mid-air and finally said the last sentence. Her eyes were a little blurry, as if she was recalling.

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