MTL - The Amber Sword-v6 Chapter 517 Bad news

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"At present, the main offensive directions of the Dusk species come from the west, south of Alkash, and the areas of Anzlowa and Azeruta, to the east of Enfa and Elranta, to the south of the Dead Moon. The offensive force in the west is mainly composed of crystal clusters, and we may collectively call it the crystal cluster army. However, the northern dusk power, according to our observation, is composed of energy groups. Occasionally or part of the devil, we can call it a coalition between the can and the devil. "

The night was deep and everything was quiet, but the unfinished meetings of the day continued in the tent.

The light of the butter torch brightly illuminated the huge tent. The figures were stunned. The head of the sacred light knight regiment of Faenzan held a pointed wooden stick and drew a gesture on the huge map. But soon, a middle-aged man in black military dress, dark hair, black eyes and pale face stood up to take his place. The silver rose emblem on the chest of the middle-aged man represented his identity as a Madara soldier. It is Auguste, a model of the black aristocracy, and later generations of Madara who are known as the pride of the Black Rose.

At least in this era, Madara's shining star will overshadowed any neighboring country. One of the middle- and senior-level officers casually pulled out a well-known figure in later generations, not to mention a large number of future geniuses like Greta, Instaron, and Targus who were still buried among the lower-ranking officers.

Looking at Targus and Instaron standing behind Auguste, Brando had some envy. This is the feeling of talented people. In comparison, although Eruin has everything on track However, after the fall of the Wang Dang, the heroes of this generation of nobles had a withering image, as if there was a sense of indifference.

Of course, he had no regrets in his heart—the birth of a genius would often bring great benefits to a kingdom, but if the genius was misguided, the harm it caused would be equally heavy. Only people with the same ideals and beliefs can be called to be used by Alluin. Fortunately, the elderly generation has already withdrawn from history, and among the young generation of Eruin, there will also be many heroes who will grow up in the future-Valkyrie, Haruze, Antitina, Chiara , Mikaya, Bryson, Muke, Manrique, Rocca, Caglis and Bryson and even Akane, and the daughter of Aiko, who just fell to the ground, the last hero of Eruin in history, Aila Pull.

When the young generation of Eruin grows up, the kingdom will usher in a brand new situation. Maybe as long as twenty years, or even ten years, a new empire will be in Wolverhammer like Marada in this era. Ender rose slowly.

And all it needs now is just time.

But time is light, but it is too heavy for this world. Brando stood alone in the darkness outside the tent, silently staring at the starry sky above the wilderness, without a word, remembering many memories in the past.

It ’s Butch, the mountains of Chablis, the Firth Castle, the ring of trade winds, and even the cold rain of the Dead Frost Forest and Silman, perhaps earlier, that came before the epoch. world.

He once remembered many people, comrades-in-arms, colleagues, friends, subordinates and even loved ones and lovers, but at the end of everything, how many people will still remember him? He couldn't help but reach out to the starry sky, how similar the night was to the summer night in the flowering year, and he seemed to poke the starry sky into his palms to get everything back to the beginning.

But even if history repeats itself, can he do everything better?

Brando asked himself, but found that he did not have much regret.

"Little Roman." He groaned the name and touched his cheek with his hand, but it was a little moist.

Time, maybe that's what he wants everyone to fight for last--

Someone opened the tent and came out, standing with him.

"What are you thinking, Honourable Lord Yan?" The voice asked.

Brando looked back, but found that the other party was a stranger. Black hair, black eyes, and pale face-this is a typical representation of the black noble Madara, but the other is very young, Brando hesitated for a moment and recognized it: "Grieta."

"Do you know me?" Greta was surprised.

Brando laughed. He could not know anyone, but he would never know this Madara. Perhaps in his day, the title of God of War was used to describe Greta's somewhat inaccurate name. After all, even in the first thirty years of the Second Age, this young man from the dark aristocratic family of Selma was only a talent It's just over sixty.

Most of the dark aristocrats are actually humans. They are Madaras. Although they are often scorned as descendants of the exiles, the Madaras are proud of this identity.

They have been loyal to the Dark Dragon and have never regretted it.

There is no doubt that people will never doubt that in the thousand years after the glorious return year, Greta will be the master of this era; in the history before this time, there will be no one Achievements can surpass him-even if it is the Lord of the Wind Elves Gen. Lorrindale, Isdoville, even his grandfather Earth Sword Saint Darus.

Because this is Greta. Although Brando can no longer see it, he has no doubt that the name of the army **** will continue to be suppressed for many generations after that, even if time is moved back by centuries . The greatest misfortune of a genius is to live in a similar era with a more genius.

After the Eruin and the Madala ruled out the hostile relationship, he was able to surprise the future army god. Brando was a little happy. He smiled and replied: "You are a Madala Heard the Black Prophecy. "

Greta seemed to think of something, eyes widened in surprise: "Can it be said that the legend is true, are you really the Dark Dragon?"

Brando asked seriously, "Isn't I now? Don't forget my relationship with your emperor, and I once held a mercury rod."

Gritahahagan laughed twice, and began to regret that he should not slip out alone-he thought the young Lord of the Fire was an interesting person, but now it seems very interesting, just a little interesting Too much.

"... Dear Her Majesty, don't make fun of me."

"In your opinion, is this a joke?" Brando asked seriously.

Gritta was silent for a moment. Although the Madara had their own emperor, they once swore allegiance to Odin, and never changed this vow. If Brando is indeed an oath, then the Lord of the Flames is also his loyalty-his respect is even more than His Majesty the Emperor himself.

A hesitant look appeared on his face. The rumor that the Count Tonigel was a dragon of darkness actually began circulating a few years ago. The allegiance of the witches to him is a testament, which is why even the next generation God of War also had to carefully consider its possibilities.

Of course, if decades later, he wouldn't be fooled by a small joke like Brando.

Brando looked at the future military **** with a hesitant look on his face, and his bad taste was greatly satisfied. He knew very well that he could not be defeated either in mind or military talent. This generation of famous players, perhaps this will be the only time in his life to take advantage of Greta.

But this is the only time that is enough to make him proud. After all, Greta's future title is undefeated, and he can make him eaten. I am afraid that only the queen will be the only one in the whole Warnde.

And now at least one more, that is, the hero of the Tonigers, he Brando.

Finally, Brando couldn't help laughing, patted Gritta's shoulder, his heart was full of depression, as if he had figured out something, and turned into the tent. Only Grieta was standing outside the tent with a black face. If he didn't understand at this time that the Lord of the Flames had opened it himself, he would have called it that name.

The discussion in the tent has reached an intense level-

The Fazan people promised to work together with the wild elves in the Grand Glacier to stop the offensive of the Nation and the Demon Alliance. In fact, as early as the Year of the Sword, they had built a solid line of defense in the outer area of ​​the Grand Glacier. At this moment, this line of defense is under the responsibility of Her Majesty's sister Alkaf. Although the offense and the demon's offensive are fierce, the defender is equally tough and will not let the minions of the Dusk Dragon continue to move south.

But the dwarven king Karifen sneered at it. He came to the side of Manktor to **** the holy sword Misor, but more importantly he brought a warning to everyone. In the battle of the saints, he abandoned the covenant and left, and even caused the lion to bear the shame of the millennium for this reason. The reason was that during the war, the dwarves were temporarily warned by the temple of the earth and had been silent for a long time. The **** of high mountains, Cimirud, suddenly lowered the shrine, so that they immediately left the worldly battlefield and went outside the elemental border to participate in another war-the war of the dwarves, the silver plain.

This secret was not known to the world at that time, but everyone knows the consequences of this war in this era.

It was Brando who really brought the news of the failure of that war.

After returning from the stagnant realm, he will let Andrea and others spread the news of the battle of Finhotos. Although the unknown, the silver elves and the army of Madara repelled in that battle The power of the dusk, but that is actually nothing more than a failed terminator of the war beyond the elemental boundary for this thousand years.

In this long war, the Army of the Earth was dead and wounded, and finally it could only exist in the physical realm in the form of heroes, and they eventually failed to guard the stagnant realm and elemental realm. Although Brando brought back the last Guardian of War, the Dusk Dragon also revealed the true secret of the stagnation realm.

Fortunately, all this is just a scam carefully set by Odin and Martha for the Lord of Chaos.

At least did not let the final throne fall into the hands of dusk.

And shortly after the Battle of Finhotos, Carlifin, the dwarven king, also returned to the material world. After the entire battle, his understanding of this war was completely different from Brando. Brando saw only the Throne of Death, but Carlifin obviously saw more.

"I must remind you," the dwarven king slammed his warhammer on the table, and said to everyone roughly: "Unlike many people's imagination, the tide of magic is only the wake of the dragon of dusk. Foreboding, but as for the war itself, it had begun a thousand years ago. Now the war around the elemental borders has ended-and the Twilight Army that once defeated the Earth Army and our Army of Dusk, I have to regret Let me tell you, they are also much more prepared for this war than you think. "

The Duke Ludwig stood up, and today he came here as a Cruz military representative: "Your Majesty Cardiff, you mean in the previous battles, what we saw was just one of the minions of dusk. A small amount of power? And its true strength is still beyond the elemental borders, and maybe we will see it soon? "

"If only it were that simple," Carriffen sneered. "It has been a long time since the Battle of Finhotos in the south of the Sea of ​​the Dead Moon. Is it necessary to go from the elemental boundary to the physical world? Was it the first half of the year? You must understand that the dwarves returned to Warnd from that battlefield, and there was no reason for the Dusk Army to go slower than my Dwarf Army. "

"Is this not the case that the main force of the Twilight Dragon returned to Warnd long before the Battle of Al'Kash, then why didn't they cooperate with the Sazard's civil strife to wipe us out completely, knowing that it was the entire order at that time Wasn't it when the world was weakest? "Someone objected.

"That's because there aren't that many Dusk Forces in front of the Cruzs. Depending on the unstable transmission points in Cruz, the main force of the Dusk Forces cannot reach Warnde. But this does not mean that the Dusk Dragons have no way, except for the Cruzs. The Madalas and Faenzans might as well say, when was the first time you met the twilight species? "Asked the Dwarf King.

The presence of August and the chief of the Holy Light Knights changed their faces at the same time.

In fact, the army of crystal clusters in Cruz did not appear until after the black moon fell, but even so, the Cruz people have been defeated in a row, and an inestimable force has been formed in a short time.

The clusters that can appear in the south of Madara are not new in the last year or two.

"Her Majesty the Dwarf, are you saying that the clusters in the south of the Sea of ​​the Dead Moon may be far more than what Madara sees?" August stood up and asked nervously.

The Dwarven King continued to shake his head: "The Dusk Army in the southern part of the Sea of ​​the Dead was actually prepared for the battle of Fenhotos, although the Dusk Dragon began to prepare decades ago. But the real threat did not come from Here, I am even more worried about the twilight army in the big glacier, Your Excellency, may I tell you when did you start fighting the twilight dragon? "

The head of the Holy Light Knights was pale and said nothing.

"Her Excellency the Lord?" Asked the Duke Ludwig.

The atmosphere in the tent was a bit cold for a while, and obviously everyone felt something wrong in the complexion of the chief of the Holy Light Knights.

If it is said that the Dragon of Twilight has indeed established a solid invasion point in the Great Glacier, then its army has been quietly planning for some six months after returning from the battlefield of Fenhotos. what?

Sweat permeated from the forehead of the chief of the Supreme Trial Knights sitting on the side.

He suddenly remembered that it seemed as if no news about the Great Glacier had been returned for a long time; but they had never considered the possibility of the unexpected encounter between the Farnzans and the wild elves, after all, it was the common of the two empires. Strength, and the support of the druids-even if it fails, there will be no wind.

But what if the dwarven king Carlifin said is true?

Twilight Dragon conceals his intentions, obviously it would not be meaningless.

"I remember correctly," he replied to Akash, among the twelve wizards. For the surveillance of civilized borders, obviously Bugatti had the most say: "The clusters in the big glacier should be more than 600 years old. The one that appeared earlier, we first discovered the vision there. The Neng and the demons excavated a huge seal underground in the big glacier. We tried to attack several times but all ended in failure. But we have the most speeches on this issue. Right is not actually a Bugatti-- "

He said, looking at Fulcia aside.

The seven-pole dragon king was nominally sealed in the glacier, but was actually the watcher of that seal. For hundreds of years, she has been monitoring the movements of demons and gens in that direction.

And Yuki's black robe wizards were actually hers.

But facing the problem of Akash, the evil dragon king also shook his head.

"About two hundred years ago, the battle beyond the elemental borders was urgent. After I commissioned mortal affairs to Yuki, I went to the Silver Plain. Now, I am afraid he and his black robe wizard are the only true facts in the Great Glacier. We just knew what was going on. "

Fusiya replied a little calmly: "But you don't have to worry too much. I met William as early as a year ago. He commissioned me to intervene in the progress of the war on the continent, and he should have gone to the Great Glacier. In. "

But her voice did not fall, an old voice shattered everyone's hope.

"No, Fussia ... you and I may be wrong ..."

A faltering old man came in from the outside.

If it were not for the silver ring of true knowledge that represented the wizard leader and the city of Kanek in his hand, everyone would hardly recognize it. This pale man, described as withering, and the silver robe almost stained with blood, was the old man who was famous The recorder of all ways-William Pist.

He stood silently at the door and looked at everyone.

The tent was a little scary and quiet.

"... Yuki is dead. The Black Robe Wizard is gone."

"And I suspect that His Royal Highness Alkaf may have been more aggressive ..."

"The northern line of defense is over--"

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