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“So why do we give up authority?”

“Can you determine the consequences of the failure?”

“Marsha, what she is doing.”

“This is our last retreat…”

“Restart World, sorry, we failed…”

Brando closed his eyes.

Listen. This is the voice of the sages.

The struggles of countless generations, the bloodshed and sacrifice of countless generations, those recorded in history, and those that have been forgotten by history, the long rivers are like the twinkling lights on the river. Each piece of memory is like an epic circulation.

And all of this has an ultimate answer.

When Brando reopened his eyes, the silver grid reflected the depths of the eyes, like the fire of the silver, burning. His mines head, his eyes seem to be able to penetrate the clouds, seeing the array of rows outside the Vaunde World, countless light is hanging from above these clouds, penetrating the cloud curtain, falling into the ground.

The entire battlefield seems to be split for the line of silver.

“This is the biamat’s Bible.”

“Time and Space, energy and quality, here and now, no longer distinguish between each other, what is the ultimate power in this world?”

“presence”

“The countless people, who have sacrificed countless lives, have done everything in order to enable us to exist on this World, for civilization and order to survive, and to continue to shine for ideals and beliefs.”

“So,” a voice whispered started: “We have no reason to give in.”

One and a half The transparent female silhouette is like being dropped from the cloud projection and falling around Brando. Her figure is slightly disturbed, as if it will disappear at any time.

“Lady Tiamas, maybe I should call you Marsha?”

“I? Marsha? It’s still a long way off. It’s not the authority I can take. It doesn’t belong to me.” The woman shook her head with a smile.

“So, all of this is what you have arranged, who are you?”

Brando feels the power of with the body resonance. If he doesn’t understand what happened at this moment, he also has the experience of the world, he asked softly.

White looked at him and said three words in the mouth.

To Saint.

“So, why?”

“Do you still have an answer in your heart?” White turned back and looked at the increasingly close Crystalline army and replied.

“What is this power?” Brando raises head, looking at the silver pillars that fall in the sky, like clouds of rain, penetrating the clouds, and a bunch hangs on the horizon.

“This is the authority, the authority of the entire World.”

“This World, made of it, was born for it. It is the truth of World that Dragon of Twilight is searching for, but unfortunately, it belongs only to the real king.”

“The real king, who are you talking about?”

White glanced at him and shook his head: “Maybe you, but not quite, but maybe one day, you will get the key. So, take it now, feel it, this may be my last One thing that can be done for you.”

Brando didn’t hear the meaning behind this sentence. He was deeply breathed in, the tremor of the earth was becoming more and more obvious, and the Crystalline army was almost in sight.

He raises the head, his eyes staring at the battlefield ahead. At that moment, as if thousands of Will were added to him, countless voices lingered in his mind and gathered into one sentence.

“This is our authority, our country, our civilization, our history, this is Time and Space, the blade that God has given us. This is the amber, the sword that changes the destiny. One day, it will go back to everything and change everything.”

“Go one step forward, our successor, our king, we will personally crown you, bring the crown, bathe the mountain, take over the authority, and end all this, fate and chain.”

Brando five points up and gently hangs.

Directly opposite the black epidemic legion

Crystalline’s entire front legion.

With a loud bang, millions of Crystalline, starting from the ground, struggled helplessly in midair.

There was a moment of silence on the battlefield.

Beyond the atmosphere of Vaunde, like a star-shaped matrix, tens of millions of satellites burst out of bright bands of light, emitting intense rays of light, running wildly.

A bright light river, hanging over the entire World, it straddles the sky, like a flowing Milky Way, emitting ray of light.

that moment.

The whole World is resonance, deep in the world, as if there is a voice echoing, the scepter of truth is slowly descending from the sky above World.

It clasps in the hands of Brando.

Her Majesty Queen Madara’s even forgot to go to one’s own Mercury Staff.

Undead Thane did not find their Lord’s lost self-control.

Adeni clenched his mouth in disbelief.

Targus tightened the reins and the expression looked at the scene intricately.

“Marsha…is on.” Knights almost squeezed out the bytes from the depths of their throats.

Behind everyone, Medissa looked at this scene energetic, deep in the depths of the eyes, but she looked at her companions, turned the horse’s head, and headed back in one direction.

” attack… attack?”

In Undead Thane, someone asked like this dryly.

Insidolon suddenly turned back.

“What about the reinforcements?”

“Where is the reinforcements?”

He screamed, the Crystalline army’s frontal attack was really curbed by the man alone. They had a huge gap on the front line. He suddenly realized that at this time, as long as there is a new force, the battlefield can be inserted from the flank. On the weak point, then this war will be fixed.

可是

Where are the reinforcements?

Black plague legion?

No, they still can’t.

He and Blanc reciprocated at the same time to find the silhouette of Medissa, where there is a trace of Silver Elf Little Princess, Insidolon and the marshal adult look at each other in dismay.

The wind on the battlefield suddenly became bigger.

Brando looked back, the fluttering hair almost covered his eyes, and fascinated his sight, but he silently did not speak, he just waited, waiting for the arrival of the new force in Medissa’s mouth.

He believes that the Silver Elf Little Princess, like trusting himself, knows that Medissa will never lie to him.

He is waiting quietly.

But there are not many Time left for him.

Above the top of the head, the stars are still shining.

Tiamas’ projection is by his side and his face is not changed.

The wind has become frantic.

The wind that swept across the battlefield seemed to be sudden. In the camp of undead, the black flag suddenly rises high and the hunting sounds. In the twinkling of an eye, it is already a sea of ​​flags.

The airflow is covered with gravel, like a dust storm, sweeping through a path of the entire battlefield.

Necromancer and Lich are raising heads.

Dark Thane and the undead generals turned their heads in unison.

They danced in the eyes of Soul Fire, reflecting the black rose flag flying on one side, with deep eyes, but with a hint of doubt.

Where does this wind come from?

……

The wind comes from the hills in the west. Novel Chinese iqi.

The legendary Feng Feiyang, the giant beast, is often circulated between the Bards walking around the country.

The wind is the sound of their wings.

“what is that!”

Necromancer suddenly screamed.

It was four long, staggered silver lines, like four glaring swords that crossed the sky of the battlefield in an instant.

Wherever they pass, the Crystalline and the locusts in the sky fall like raindrops.

The subconsciously, looking up, looked at the end of the silver line that stretched forward and made an arc, and then flew back. This time they can see: it is a head-stricken Colossal Dragon, but they are slender. Above the neck, the huge head is not only the Colossal Dragon’s horn, but also a straight forward Unihorn.

“Dragon”