The night was as cold as water, and Brando made his way along a silent path, the silent forest parting in his vision, revealing a winding path that winded through the woodland. The sound of murmuring water could be heard far and near, and the right hand side of the woods glistened under the moon, which was the direction of the Buchi River. When the bushes parted, the road ahead suddenly opened up, and the dilapidated wooden house loomed behind the dense foliage like a sleeping beast.

The road was so familiar to him, that every day for ten years he had to walk through the woods in the morning light, following the tall back; A bare stump suddenly came into his field of vision, and there seemed to be an old man and a young man next to the stump, the old man looked at the young man, who held a wooden sword and waved it over and over again into the air. But the stump was already covered with moss, and a brown mushroom even grew on the root, and the figure seemed to dissipate in the moonlight, pulling time back to reality.

The quiet sawmill was abandoned ten years ago, and the owner of the sawmill sold it to a local nobleman, who closed the sawmill shortly after due to poor management, and Brando's memory of it began at that time until his grandfather's death.

The quiet scenery seemed to calm his chaotic mind, but Princess Griffithine's words were still vivid:

"At that time, there were also the Silver Queen, the Wind Elf King, and His Majesty the Pope of Faenzan."

"They are not only insiders, but also witnesses, and only they know what really happened in the battle of Alkash. There is one more thing I want to tell you, Mr. Brando, that the Wind Elves owe a favor to Lord Darus. ”

But it's not that simple, Brando shook his head. Because he remembered what Veronica had said to him—the Holy War had ended forty years earlier, and since then, the Silver Queen had risen to the supremacy of the Empire. She had an adventure when she was younger. Let her stay young forever, and even the dragons owe her a favor because of it. The chaotic threads seemed to be gradually beginning to connect together, and Brando, behind the heavy history, saw the shadow of the people of gold at this moment.

Dragons.

Why did the dragon clan have something to do with this?

In fact, he has another name in his mind at the moment - Aloz.

Brando walked silently to the edge of the riverbank, an open area formed by a tree stump, on the other side of the river. It is a quiet stag forest, where there are many legends in the past, old witches, fairies, white stags, haunted castles, and endless fun for his childhood. The adventurous nature of boys is the natural enemy of adults, and although local children are forbidden to enter the forest, there are still so many times. Or called him a success.

Gradually, the memories of his childhood washed away the doubts in his mind, and for a moment Brando couldn't help but think of Bresson's stinky fart, when he was the leader of the gang of children outside the city, and Breson followed the noble children in the city like dogs, and they had fought a few times between them, and their noses and faces were swollen. But he couldn't beat Breson at that time, and the feud between the two was settled from that time.

He shook his head. The faces of the shaking children vanished in their minds, and Bresson went north. I don't know what happened, the small contradiction between him and the other party disappeared as early as Ampesel. His father, Sir Habch, had visited his home in the afternoon, presumably heard about him from the upper echelons of the Van Mill Legion, and he remembered the sir's high spirits when he became the sheriff, although Habch had resigned from his job in the noble council the previous year. Returning home to care for the elderly; When Brando saw him again, Sir Habucci's temples were gray, as if he were ten years older.

Habqi naturally came to his house to inquire about Bresson, and he did not hide it, and Breson actually entrusted him to send a message to his home when he was in Ampesel. But when I saw gray hair, my back was bent, and I was talking to myself. As if he had dried Sir Habucci, who was like a little old man, Brando still had a feeling that time was like water.

"Oh, Bresson's kid doesn't know how to behave, Brando, you grow up together, you have to help him, don't let him offend too many people."

Thinking of Sir Habch's words, Brando couldn't help but be a little amused, as he had the impression that Brason was really such a person. But he wouldn't be any better, if he hadn't been too stubborn when he was young, he wouldn't have let what his grandfather had learned go to waste. He sighed and walked slowly along the riverbank, the creaking of insects in the silent sawmill ten years ago and still today, except that the moonlight became brighter and the sound of running water seemed clearer.

Brando slowly passed through these familiar scenes, and on every stump, almost every bit of his memories was there. There was a faint realization in his heart, as if the world had gradually become real and clear in his eyes since the day, and the mentality of passers-by and players who had always been there had finally begun to crack, and Brando could even hear the sound of glass shattering and disintegrating, it was melting the ice and snow.

He raised his head, heavy shadows appeared in front of him, as if the whole world had become the color of that dyed old photograph, he looked at the past, saw the scene of his grandfather taking himself here to practice the sword, every sword, every step, every arm raised, the trajectory of the sword light was clearly reflected in his memory.

He saw himself being beaten again and again, and then getting up again, sometimes complaining, sometimes throwing tantrums.

But the old man, without saying a word, looked at himself silently.

But for a moment, as if enchanted, he saw the legendary sword saint Darus raise his head and glance in his direction. Brando broke out in a cold sweat, and he stood still, standing in the bright moonlight, the memories of the past flowing into his mind like water.

From birth, to growth, from ignorance, to gradual maturity, he seemed to see the last moment when he woke up from a dream, the shaking skull frame, the sword inlaid with black roses, and the mixed pictures, intertwined and spinning rapidly. As if turning into lines that stretched forward, Brando suddenly realized that this was the law.

The wall of law became real and clear in front of him, and then it collapsed again, and Brando looked up to see that the whole world was expanding in a void of space. And in the very center of this world, a tall white tower rises into the sky.

The second world, the White Tower of Ovilla, is said to support Vaughande's order, which is the end of the line of all laws, and the law of Qiē forms a circle called 'world' around it;

It is as if the child and the elder walk hand in hand, and mortals say that they are on the side of truth—

Brando's eyes suddenly opened, and there was a strange brilliance in his bright eyes—what is space and time? They themselves are descriptions of the state of matter. It was as if he existed in the world and yet did not exist in the world, but the moment he really touched Vaughnd, the core laws of this world finally opened the door to him.

Brando raised his hand, and the stone that was supposed to be on top of a certain reality symbol disappeared, and then appeared in front of him, and he had the feeling that he could easily change the nature of matter. The surface of the stone becomes pitted and then crumbles like wind erosion. Eventually turned into powder.

It seems to have passed thousands of years.

This is the ultimate unity of law and will.

Brando realized that he was unconsciously standing in front of the door on the side of truth, and his state of mind, after a long journey, finally became one with the world, Brando and Sophie. They have long ceased to be separated from each other. The knowledge and experience, memories and feelings of the past, fit together perfectly, and he felt that although his strength had not increased, he would have to fight Kou Hua or Williams again. It is already possible to suppress the other party lightly.

Brando smiled slightly, the first thing he did was open the panel.

Human male, 20 years old.

Power system: Elemental realm (self-law), superior authority.

Spacetime –

(In the eyes of the Hazarian priests, time and space themselves are concepts used to describe the state of existence of the world.) If matter and energy do not exist, then time and space will collapse accordingly. But concepts often extend to the power of definition and imagination, which is the root of the law, the key to existence—)

Elemental Power (4/4)

Juggernaut –

'Space is constrained and managed for you'

As long as the line of laws tends to be stable, the master of time and space can make the next attack appear on any coordinate in space, and you can also make any object appear on any coordinate.

Cost: 50 Order Power

Solid –

'Space is the farthest distance between people, and if you can't cross it, how can you hurt me?' - Sadinia, King of the Law Wizards'

The Thread of the Law protects the user's armor and weapon, and is considered indestructible as long as the attack fails to penetrate the Rule. In addition, Solidity grants the Space-Time Controller an additional +2 Defense.

Cost: Passive

Time——

'Time is my ally, your enemy'

The controller of time and space allows one or more beings to completely decay or restore, and the process of decay and restoration depends on the amount of power of the controller to control the order.

Cost: Any

Clearance –

'It's like you're in the middle of a gap in time, and it's always flowing especially slowly relative to you'

The master of time and space no longer ages naturally, doubling their lifespan and doubling the bodily functions of their metabolism.

Cost: Passive

Power of Order: 0/3000

The four pillars of the elements have been completely changed, and the must has become the master, and the passage has become time, and the master has allowed him to control not only himself, but also the one in the line of the law, and even the enemy. And time has not only strengthened the ability to age, but now it has the power to go back. Such a power is already close to the existence of zài deities. However, the ensuing consumption was also amazing, he had already realized the power of decay before, turning a stone into powder, and the 3,000 points of order power after growing to the peak of elemental civilization were instantly consumed.

Brando couldn't help but smile bitterly, this ability still looked good, but with his strength level, it couldn't be used at all. The only consolation is that it's at least slightly better than when the elements were civilized. What's more, the gap ability has also been further strengthened, the aging rate has slowed down again, and the body function has doubled, this attribute was originally a bit of a chicken rib in his opinion, but now it is a very practical passive skill.

But it was the one that really made the biggest difference to him. is his rank:

The mercenary has become level forty, and in addition to the original military swordsmanship, weapon mastery, charge, in-depth analysis, piercing strike, wind queen Jiuyao, flash sword and horsemanship, there are also three more skills: stealth, Greyius knight swordsmanship, and army breaking sword.

The Elemental Envoy has become level twenty-seven, and the skill has not changed much, but alchemy has been raised to level ten.

The Templars became level 30, and the Flame of the Sun, the Thorn Crown, and the Clash Aura all became level 15. In addition, a skill called Holy Power Infusion has been added.

The Frost Guardian has become level twenty-five, but the skill is still the same as before, and it is just a basic frostbite enchanted with a sword.

Then the scholars grew the most, directly from the fifteenth level to the fiftieth level, and the following varied knowledge of the gray knowledge, geography, nature, engineering, and all kinds of local knowledge, among which the most categories were the religious knowledge of Faenzan and the local knowledge of Madara.

And below all the professions, out of thin air, there is an extra profession that Brando is extremely familiar with-

Two-handed swordsman, level 30.

Brando almost burst into tears when he saw this profession. If he didn't understand what was going on when he saw the change in his attributes in front of him, he saw this profession and his heart was already clear. Because this profession is the profession that Sophie has been insisting on until the end, a pure profession of one hundred and thirty two-handed swordsman.

He learned stealth from the Nightingale players in the White City, the famous Knights of the Order of Knights from the Knights of Greysius, and he struck his only advanced swordplay, the Sword of the Broken Army, in a copy beneath the ruins of Wallata. His Templar skill level comes from before Eruin's demise, and his alchemy took shape early in the game. After learning the blood refining, it has been deserted. His knowledge comes from a long journey. He had lived in Eruin for a long time, dealt with the Brotherhood of Thieves and learned about the gray areas of the world, he had been to St. Osor, to Faenzan, to Greyius, and even to the realm of Madara.

But that's all history.

These experiences. It had long been in his mind.

But it wasn't until this moment that the system finally recognized the knowledge, merging them with Brando's experiences in this world, just like the militia and swordsmanship experiences that Brando's soul had left on this body when he took over the body. Now from Sophie's experience and knowledge. Finally, it naturally blended into this body. However, the experience of swordsmanship and combat gained in the game is not as solid as in actual combat, so it seems that the system only recognizes less than a quarter.

But it was this quarter that made his realm leap to the pinnacle of elemental civilization.

The side of truth is not too close at hand.

This was an unexpected bonus.

Brando breathed a long sigh of relief, all along, he could feel the gap between himself and the world, it was this barrier that made him slow to enter the realm before and after the elements of civilization, he had been investing in several professions, but the realm of the elements had never improved. But on this day, he finally broke this knot, and the path to the power of existence seemed to become clear before him, and although he understood that the road was still long, at least it was not out of reach.

His mind seemed to be back in his shell, and the subtle sounds of the night were captured by his five senses again, and he listened carefully to the chirping of insects and the flow of water, but at this time, a strange voice also reached his ears.

Brando frowned, he felt his senses sharpened again, before that, he didn't notice the subtle sound at all, he turned his head in a certain direction, he was already sure in his mind that the voice was the sound of someone practicing a sword, the whirring wind was all too familiar to him. But the question is, who will practice swords here in the middle of the night, Brando looked in that direction with a slight puzzlement.

……

Antitina stood by the squeaky watermill, holding an overcoat, silently looking at the river glittering in the moonlight. She kept thinking about what she had seen in the afternoon, and she sometimes thought that she might be better off if she hadn't seen it, and she remembered that she had passed the dwarf rose fence behind the manor, and everyone was admiring the watermill of old Mr. Scott's house, when out of the corner of her eye she saw her lord and princess together.

Her eyes widened as she saw Her Highness the Princess approaching her lord, standing on tiptoe like a bewildered maiden, tilting her face up, and pecking him lightly on the lips.

She was so frightened that she almost screamed.

Even now, she still feels a little dazzled.

But she immediately thought that she might be dazzled, for he suddenly saw a figure poking her head out of the bushes not far away, but how could anyone be in this place at such a late hour. Antitina suddenly became alert, it was not her delusion, but that there was really someone in the bushes there, she frowned and looked at the place vigilantly, and whispered, "Who is there?" ”

With a 'bang', a beggar-like boy emerged from the bushes, who looked at Antitina with some disbelief, and asked cautiously, "Are you Mr. Brando's wife, I want to look for him." ”

Antitina blushed, but instead of shaking her head in denial, she asked, "Who are you?" ”

"My name is Dean, and I have something urgent to tell Mr. Sù Brando."

The boy replied.

…… (To be continued......)