Why is it the Holy Sword Amber?

Of course, it's impossible for Brando not to remember the only holy sword that the player has had access to in the game, but how could Odysphes be Amber?

His thoughts came to an abrupt halt at this point, because Bradley's attack was in front of him, and Bradley, the sword-wielder, was known as the Sword Saint of Fire, and the title of the Sanctuary was by no means available to everyone, at least it meant that the wielder held an extremely high level of fire element.

Bradley was exactly like this, he became famous at the age of thirty, became a Templar and was directly chosen by the previous Grand Holy See to be the reserve of the Flame Lord, but he did not follow the path of the Flame Knight, but instead climbed from the priest and bishop all the way to the highest echelons of power in the Templar, Vala appointed him as the next Sword Bearer of the Flame Blade, a position equivalent to the Flame King's attendant, with supreme honor.

Because of his possession of the elemental of fire, the highest element of the same level as Geert, it is often rumored that Bradley is the successor of the Lord of Fire, and that the Blade of Fire, Odysphes, will one day reappear in his hands.

Decades later, however, this prophecy did not come true, and ironically, Bradley witnessed the resurrection of Odysphes, just not in his hands.

If it was fifty years earlier, he might have been angry because of this, and he would be angry that he was not chosen by Jin Yan's way, but after half a century of wind and frost, he has long been at the top and has long been accustomed to the changes in power and strength, and his belief in Jin Yan's way in his heart is also unshakable, and he will not waver lightly.

What is faith? Faith is perseverance.

This persistence can even be stubbornness, but it can never be weakness.

Bradley is definitely a stubborn guy.

Even his sword, called 'Determination', is said to have been the sword of the first generation of Flame Knights, and it was one and a half arms long, which could be used in one or both hands, and it was as its name suggested. Determined to move forward.

The long sword swept in with a fractal flame, and before he could touch Brando, Brando felt a scorching breath rushing to his face, which was the power of the Extreme Realm from the fire elemental plane.

But the power of the law was immediately weakened by the Gap of Lonia to below the peak of the law. The heat of the flames seemed to be bearable, not to mention that Brando still held the holy sword Odysphes in his hand, which was a real fire-type holy sword.

He turned back to Odysphes, 'When-', the two swords clashed together in the darkness, and sparks scattered into the forest like scattered firebirds, instantly igniting patches of bushes and canopies.

As soon as the two exchanged hands, the forest was already in a sea of fire, and the Praetorian Guards who chased into the forest immediately screamed and rushed out. The many Flame Knights in the forest and their colleagues who came behind them thought that they could stay and help, after all, they were the ones who were favored by the fire, how could they be as afraid of such an environment as the rabble?

But the ideal is very full, but the reality is often very cruel, the knights just approached those burning flames, and immediately changed their faces, what is burning in the forest is not a mortal flame, it is the elemental fire. The power of Babatar from Scorched Hell.

This power is even higher than the flames summoned by the elementalists, even if it is a flame of magical power. It's not something that the Yan Knights can bear lightly, and what the blessing of the Yan can make them resist is at most the fire of the mortal world.

Not only them, but even Charles, Andreg and Mordface in the forest had to be forced to stay away, and the battle in the Extreme Realm was no longer something they could interfere in.

The Flame Knights stood far away from the forest. He looked at the young man who was fighting Bradley with a somewhat complicated expression, whether he won or lost, but at least at this moment, the other party was already the youngest Extreme Master of Vaughnde.

A pole sword saint in his early twenties.

The other party is not yet the top nobleman of a great empire, although he is a descendant of the sword saint Daluth. But everyone knew that this young man hadn't actually gotten anything out of that Earth Sword Saint.

At most, he has inherited the excellent bloodline of this family.

"He can't defeat the sword-wielder, can he......?"

For some reason, such a ridiculous thought suddenly rose in everyone's hearts at this moment.

In the eyes of outsiders, Brando's state at the moment is indeed not good.

Although he blocked Bradley's sword, only the physical attack was deflected, and the weakened flame power still penetrated the protection of the conflict aura, slashing him the chest, and after the crack of Lonia weakened the last part of the attack, the remaining flames still burned his coat to the ground.

Brando snorted, and the Earl's coat, which had been pierced by the Flawless Spear and turned into a torn outfit, finally came to an end, revealing the golden-gray armor and tight-fitting armor underneath.

However, he didn't actually suffer much damage from this blow, at most some high-temperature burns, which was really due to the outrageous defense of the Templars, and the reason why the ancient artifact of Lonia's Gap was powerful enough.

Brando took the time to glance at his status panel, and seeing that he was in good shape, he immediately took a step forward, changing from one hand to a two-handed sword, and the holy sword Odysphes, who was struck by 'determination', slashed half a circle in mid-air and slashed towards Bradley.

Bradley was only wrong about one thing, that is, although Brando, who was only in the middle of the peak law at the moment, was actually not weaker than him in the head-to-head battle.

Therefore, after the first blow, he misestimated Brando's ability to counterattack.

When Brando's sword slashed at him with a bright golden flame line, the Flame Sword Saint suddenly realized his mistake, but he was an experienced old Sword Saint after all, and immediately took a half step back and raised his sword to block.

"Opportunity-!"

Brando's mind flashed like lightning, and a heavy light immediately flashed in his eyes.

And the Flame Sword Saint Bradley, who was preoccupied with his full attention, happened to catch this fleeting light, and he couldn't help but feel a storm in his heart, as a battle-hardened warrior, he certainly understood what that gaze meant.

That's the power of judgment about chance.

In Vaoard, when the duel of the swordsman is below the golden level, the gap between one's own suzhì and the strength of the realm is often determined, but after the manifestation of the element, the gap in the swordsmanship attainments of the two sides rises to an extremely high height.

And the term Juggernaut comes from this.

But if you want to ask, among those sword saints at the top or even the extreme sword saints. What determines the outcome between them, some people will say that it is the psychological element, the state of presence and even the momentum of these mysterious things.

But as a true veteran swordsman, and one of the few people in Vagond who can get a glimpse of the realm of the extreme, Bradley understands that these factors can be summed up in one sentence:

Experience.

In fact, few people understand that Brando's biggest reliance in his heart is not his outstanding swordsmanship. It's not the strength that makes everyone feel desperate at his age, but the terrifying combat experience that seems to be instinctive from the hundreds of years of time in this world, countless battles, countless times on the verge of life and death, and countless people who have summed up the lessons in the game.

Or rather, combat instinct.

In a life-or-death moment confrontation, what kind of decision is wrong and what kind of decision is right will most likely determine whether you are still alive before the next sword strikes.

That's why for many novices, the experience of walking on the edge of life and death is often invaluable. But how many such experiences can a person have? People who are more likely to have such experiences are also more likely to lie on the ground and become a cold corpse.

But Brando is different.

For this world, his experience is like a monster, even if it is an old sword master like Bradley, in fact, unless it is a realm, nothing else is in his eyes.

'Because I've seen landscapes that you never even imagined—'

That's why Bradley was so horrified, because in a swordsman of his own age, he saw the decisiveness that could only be seen in the most seasoned warriors.

And at the moment when he missed, Brando had already struck with a sword.

The crown of thorns is wide open. The Soul Crystal, including the previously activated Fever Talent and the unimaginably high power bonus of the Holy Sword Odysphes, exploded completely at this moment.

Brando's sword stepped forward. It actually caused the crimson fire that fell from the sky to move forward as well, and there was a dazzling light under the clouds, and this sword actually produced a momentum that seemed to sweep through a thousand armies.

The chance left for Bradley was that there was no chance, because Brando caught his mistake almost perfectly, and he could only rely on the strength suppression of his extreme realm to barely resist this blow.

Almost without hesitation, he opened the Extreme Plains.

But it's at this time-

What this Flame Sword Saint never expected was that the 'determination' in his hand actually clicked. Like a weak wooden sword, it was easily cut into two pieces by the shattered holy sword Odysphes in Brando's hand.

Bradley was taken aback, though it was not difficult to see praise for the holy sword used by the Lord of Fire in the various texts of the Temple, and even the use of brilliance and sacredness in these documents recorded on parchment. Supremacy and other lofty words, but what drove him mad was that the monks of the past seemed to have forgotten about it—they had never described how sharp the sword really was.

So at this moment, he had to use his own experience to prove that the holy sword was by no means a verbal compliment.

After all, the sword is a weapon of murder, and no matter how brilliant the words on it are, it cannot change its true face in battle at this moment.

At this time, Bradley's heart was full of regret, and he made up his mind that if he returned to the temple, he must correct this flashy and untruthful style.

It's just that at this moment, he could only watch as the unstoppable sword slashed heavily on the dense laws around him, which was no different from slashing at him.

He flew straight out, drew a golden-red line in the forest, and slammed into the mountain behind him.

But before the power of Brando's sword could fully explode, he saw a dazzling golden thread extending forward with the tip of his sword as the center, and the entire hillside directly in front of him was actually split in two.

Above the line, the mountain and the forest vegetation on it are fragmented and turned to powder.

Below the line, the incision is as smooth as a mirror.

At this moment, almost everyone fell into a shock that could not be spoken for a long time.

……

Bradley wasn't dead, not even seriously injured, but the few remaining Extreme Realm powerhouses in the sky couldn't sit still.

Richard, Royer, Saipan, and Villerk, who were supposed to be prepared by the Silver Queen to deal with Mephistopheles and Sidney, who might be hiding in the shadows.

And from the news from the battlefield of East Mez, this young man also has three subordinates with extremely outstanding strength, judging by their appearance, similar to ancient creatures like Valkyrie.

But anyway. Four Extreme Realms against two Extreme Realms, how can they be captured, even if they add a few Valkyries who have not reached the Extreme Realm, it is more than enough.

As for Bradley, the sword-wielder, it was Her Majesty the Queen who used it to deal with the young earl for insurance, and Brando was not wrong about this.

But what no one expected. The plan turned out to be problematic in the beginning.

The Grey Sword Saint Mephistopheles and the Saintess Sidney of the Lion Palace had not yet appeared, but Bradley, who had thought it should be a knife to kill chickens, had lost at the hands of that young man.

Of course, it may be too early to say who wins and who loses, but anyone can see that Brando's strength at the moment is not inferior to Bradley, and the latter not only lost the saber in the previous sword, but also suffered a lot of injuries. It will not be easy to defeat this young Earl.

Several of the top of the empire couldn't help but look at each other.

Now the question for them is, who's on?

They had witnessed the previous battle in the sky, and although Brando's strength was not enough to crush the Extreme, it should be on a par with the strongest of them, Symbian and Richard, the Sword of the Lion.

And there is no doubt that the Gray Sword Saint who was able to escape from the attack of the two Extreme Realms at the peak of the law back then may not be weaker now.

Not to mention the statue of the strongest saint beneath the imperial capital Walla.

At this moment, any one of them can safely suppress Brando when they go down and cooperate with Bradley, but the problem is that if Mephistopheles and Sidney team up later, the remaining three are still not opponents of the other party?

Finally, Willek hesitated for a moment. Still drew his sword.

This imperial duo knows in his heart that among the remaining four. is the weakest of his own strength, and although the young man below can suppress Bradley, he will never be the opponent of the two extreme realms combined, so it makes no difference whether he is the weakest or the strongest.

However, when Mephistopheles and Sidney appear, the better man will have a better chance of winning.

However, he had just drawn his sword when a black and heavy blade suddenly stabbed out of the void without warning. The blade seemed to split through the space, and with it was an unfolded gray space.

At that moment, Willek didn't even react, and saw that the sword was pointed in front of his throat, if it weren't for the sudden attack of the Lion Sword Saint Richard on the side, he repelled it with a sword. I'm afraid that at that moment, he will drink hatred in advance.

Willek was almost stunned for a moment before reacting, and then looked in that direction with a gloomy face.

There was no doubt that of course he knew who it was, but what sank the hearts of everyone, including him, was that the strength of the other party was even higher than they imagined.

This is already the strength of the middle of the Extreme Realm.

In the intelligence, the other party just stepped into the Extreme Plains in the Trade Wind Exchange a year ago, what kind of promotion speed is this?

Richard immediately withdrew his sword and said coldly:

"Long time no see, Mephistopheles."

"Exactly." A voice in the void replied, "So your opponent is me, Richard." ”

"You want to save your students," Richard smiled disdainfully, "can you stop me, and who else?" ”

But before he finished speaking, Willek's face beside him had changed greatly, and he shouted:

"Great, Great Holy Seat?!"

……

(PS:The outline of this volume is finished.,The name of the next volume has been thought of.,Actually, I kind of want to sort out the number of the protagonist.,But it's a bit troublesome.,Who knows which one the attributes of the protagonist were mentioned in the last chapter before?) In addition, continue to ask for a commuter pass! (To be continued......)