When the dream of the trial became fragmented, the ritual of the dragon queen finally reached the moment when it was finally completed.

When Brando's figures flashed back to the elemental plane, he found that the mountain where the storm had stopped was long gone, and the white mist and Fias were nowhere to be found.

Even he felt that his connection with Vaulnd had been severed completely.

Rutte let out a soft inhale beside him.

He looked up, looking closely at the 'world' he was in for the first time.

Exactly, he didn't know if this place should be called the world, because countless broken mountains, upside-down rivers and oceans, howling winds and scattered flames floated up and down in this world, a scene more than the end of the world.

It's more of a shattered ruin than a 'world'. The first time Brando saw it, he knew that the elemental barrier was completely complete.

What he was most worried about at the moment was Miss Tata and the fleet of the Tirmoths, but it was Lady White Mist, who believed that the other party should be able to protect himself as an ancient witch spirit, and as for Fias and Malocha, they were card creatures, even if something went wrong, they would just return to the graveyard.

But worrying doesn't help –

Brando's hand holds the reborn Sword of the Earth, Halangeya, or St. Osor, which has actually merged with the Blade of Fire, and although it is split into two, each on his left and right hands, he sees the same equipment through the Guò equipment interface.

It is two swords, the holy sword - Amber.

It has both the attributes of the original Earth Sword and even stronger, as well as the attributes of the Flame Blade, and he can even transform any of these attributes at will, or freely swap the two swords for their spatial position.

It's as if they were originally a sword.

Brando vaguely understood how the Amber Sword worked, and I have to say that it is worthy of the supreme sword in this game named after this sword. Possessing it is equivalent to owning seven holy swords with completely different attributes.

And it is far more than that, because the elemental attributes can also cooperate with each other, just the earth and fire elements can form a certain complementarity, he believes that as long as the seven elements are completed, the elements will be endless, and even a complete world can be formed.

In fact, they are the cornerstones of Vajnd in their own right.

Brando held the sword. Yin had a feeling that the whole world was under control, and he didn't understand until this moment why the Azure Knight was able to fight the dusk with the firmament in his hand.

Because he mobilizes the whole law of Tiamat.

He is the same now.

These two swords will be the strongest weapons of the Frost Guard, and he will soon make all enemies who question this understand, as Frost Guard is asked how strong the Frost Guard is in Amber Sword, but there is only one answer:

That depends on his two swords.

This is also the reason why Brando chose this profession.

He raised his head, his heart had a faint sense of this fragmented world, although the elemental barrier was shattered, but the broken law still ran through this space, and the sword in his hand could naturally guide him in this world.

He soon saw the dragon queen-

Naturally, the Dragon Queen was also the first to notice the intruder in this fragmented world.

She didn't care, though. She holds the Scepter of Nature in her hand and wields the power of verdant power to dominate the world - the authority left by the four Elven Kings manifests itself in this gray and shattered space, the blue of the atmosphere, the light gray of the rocks, the deep blue of the ocean and the crimson of the flames each form a vast law, surrounding the 'Roman' in the very center.

No matter who it is.

It was too late to stop her.

As she lifted the scepter in her hand to a certain position, there was a sudden vibration in the space, and a portal opened. The wounded god Fridrich screamed and fell from it, its tentacles fluttering up and down the gray space. It expresses the will of anger in the heart.

It has been sleeping for thousands of years, and it woke up to take revenge, but it didn't expect that before it could recover to its strongest period, it met its sworn enemy, Iroma.

And what it never dreamed of was that Akroma, who had been sleeping for thousands of years like it, was not only in its heyday as soon as it appeared in front of it. Even more powerful than before.

If it weren't for the damned archangel who disappeared in the middle of the fight, I'm afraid it would have been difficult for him to even make it alive to come to this place.

And Gwendoline couldn't help but be slightly surprised when she saw this kind of Fridrich, she didn't expect that there would be someone in the outside world who could hurt it like this in a short time. Luckily, she didn't waste much time summoning it in, otherwise the consequences would have been dire.

At this moment, she felt for the first time that the shepherd's plan did not seem to be as perfect as she imagined, and although every detail had been considered by countless people, there would still be unplanned situations when things came to an end.

It's just that at this moment, she can't help but change anything.

The arrow is on the string and has to be sent.

"This seems to be the final killer you have prepared," Roman looked at Fredridge with interest, "Gaia's blood, so that's what you thought." ”

Her voice echoed hollowly in this shattered world.

Gwendoline didn't intend to give Twilight too much time to delay, she replied with a blank face, "If you can recognize it, don't you want to seize the secrets of the gods, Dusk Dragon, we will give you this great gift, and after absorbing and purifying the bloodline, go and take the body that truly belongs to a god." ”

"But maybe you'll be a god," she said, looking condescendingly at Roman, and her tone was sarcastic, "a god of order." ”

She held her scepter aloft.

Two silver lines, two gold lines, one left and one right, hit Fredridge with Gwendoline's guidance. The god, who had probably never dreamed that it would be attacked by its former 'allies' or humble 'servants', let out an angry roar in mid-air with its black octopus-like eyes.

Although it was only an evil god, its power was not inferior to that of the demigods of the era, as it was one of the supreme masterpieces of the Council of Truth.

In that chaotic and twisted era, the survivors of the Babel Fortress created the closest thing to the gods.

But alas, it is not a god after all.

No matter how angry it struggled, it couldn't break free from the thread of law that was tied to the emerald green scepter in Gwendoline's hand.

That feeling, in fact, it is not unexperienced.

When it was first created and created, the blood flowing in his body buried this awe deep in the depths of his memory, it was Gaia's divine blood, no matter how powerful it was, it was just a descendant of the latter.

This is a fear engraved in the bones, and it cannot resist it.

And the scepter in Gwendoline's hand seemed to be the authority left by Gaia herself, and she held the scepter in her hand, surrounded by laws, as if the great will was present in person.

It is verdant, and those who hold it are the kings of the ancients, the chosen ones, who are both staff and sword, the supreme authority that gives birth to nature and life.

The poor evil god Fridrich probably never dreamed that although Gaia had long since left this world, the power to restrain it remained in this world.

And from the moment the surviving gods of the Babel Fortress created it, they hung this sword of Damocles above its head.

All Gwendoline had to do was let go of the blade.

It was not her own plan, she just happened to be the one who carried it out in this era, to be precise, countless people have given their lives for it, and today this plan has come to an end, and has become a sacred and crazy cause.

There was no doubt that Gwendoline was not averse to madness, and she intended to carry it out to the end.

The laws left behind by the Four Elven Kings, the twisted and evil divine bloodline created by the gods, and the power in her hands called Verdant - it turns out that even in the end, Martha left hope for her people.

This is what Mother and God's people want.

So what she did must be the right thing.

The world has been ruined several times, not by the hands of dusk, but by Martha and the gods who have restarted the world of order; Every time a disaster comes, that time is not to destroy countless living beings, and the collapse of the elemental barrier is nothing, all for the final result.

"You goddamn a**!" When the evil god Fredrich saw the 'Miss Merchant' bound in the middle of this world by the runes of the law, he understood his possible fate.

Its roar was like a storm of mountains and tsunamis, roaring and raging in Gwendoline's spiritual world.

But the latter was only slightly pale, and the surface remained unmoved.

She flattened her right hand and pressed the scepter down.

The evil god Fridrich felt as if it was pressed by a pair of large, invisible hands against the black light cocoon in the center of the world, and it struggled in horror, but Gaia's breath weighed it down and it couldn't move at all.

At that moment, the evil god suddenly felt a little sad that he might not wake up, as a dead 'god' sleeping in the void space, although it may eventually turn into dust under the laws of Tiamat, it is better than being seriously injured by Akroma again and then completely swallowed by the blood of a sleeping ancestor.

When the bloodlines merge, a new god may be born, but it has absolutely nothing to do with it, it is a death more terrible than sleep, and the evil god Fdridge is proud of himself, but he does not think that he may have won a pure ancestor.

And when it got closer to 'Roman', it couldn't help but scream in horror: "The will of dusk! ”

In that instant, it understood its fate.

"No," it screamed, "you can't do that!" ”

…… (To be continued......)