Frey widened her eyes as she landed from mid-air, watching helplessly as the female knight swung another sword at her, but being severely injured, she was powerless to dodge. She couldn’t help but close her eyes, feeling a chill in her heart.
But a cry of surprise replaced the tragic scene that everyone couldn’t bear to witness.
In everyone’s gaze, a Sky Blue Spear firmly blocked Laurena’s Longsword with a clang. The female knight immediately realized that the opponent had reinforcements, instinctively wanting to withdraw the sword and retreat, but the next moment, she was shocked to find—she couldn’t move.
"How could this happen!"
Laurena was greatly shocked, having never encountered such a thing since she learned Flash Sword. She realized she wasn’t immobilized by some Magic, but felt the originally free-controlled Space suddenly became obscure ahead of her, and the Sword Blade moving freely within seemed to be trapped in a layer of frozen ice.
Horrified, she looked up at the ponytailed girl standing before her.
Qian said nothing, holding the Sky Blue Spear, staring at her coldly.
Another girl at the Golden Peak. Although Laurena had long known Brand’s strength, she never dreamed that such a small Tonyger could hide so many geniuses, as if the entire Erune monsters had gathered here.
And at this moment, a cold voice came: "The Flash Sword uses spatial movement to directly cause damage, so under the undefeated Destiny, even the effect of spatial movement is reduced to less than ten percent. This is truly one thing versus another."
Upon hearing this voice, Delphine, who stood behind all the Knights, suddenly changed her expression.
"Count of Tonicel." The woman seemed to grit her teeth as she uttered the name.
She instinctively wanted to retreat, but the voice first shouted: "Char."
As soon as the words fell, an invisible shackle descended out of thin air, landing on every Cruz person present. Then a somewhat icy voice reached these Knights’ ears:
"Space Law, Solidify."
Accompanied by this voice, Brand’s figure actually appeared from among the crowd, stepping forward to catch Frey falling from mid-air, looking up coldly at the Prime Minister’s daughter of Cruz:
"Lady, it seems we met once at Trade Wind Ring, didn’t we?"
"Did Veronica send you, is it intending to tell me that the Cruz people are ready to declare war on Erune?"
"If it’s so, I’m ready anytime."
Brand spoke, causing a commotion all around.
...
The Eludiniel Holy Palace is shrouded in a mist all year round. The empty obsidian hall ground reflects a dim blue glow, dark as a mirror, casting the shadows of one hundred twenty white bone-piled pillars of the dead, supporting a layered Gothic Dome formed by a pile of bones above.
Here, it is said that the breath of living people instantly freezes into ice crystals like glass shards, so the hall is always bone-chilling cold, and the ’Hunger Wail’ passing through the colonnades like a madman’s muttering echoes above the dome.
Residents of Quiet Bay (1) think that the ’Hunger Wail’ is the screeching of Corpse Ghosts crawling from the Abyss. The Vaund people often think the breath of the dead forms wind waves, hence its endless linger. But in fact, long before Madara’s founding, such a natural scenery already existed here.
(Note: The bay today between Northern Erune and Saint Ausor)
In the scarcely audible whistling wind, Black Knights in Black Robes pass between the colonnades, with metal hook-shaped ornaments at the end of their Cloaks dragging and echoing with clanging sounds. These Dark courtiers pass through the large Spirit Realm Spider Mothers crouching beside the pillars of the dead, under their lantern-like glowing eyes, standing in double rows in the hall’s center, wordlessly silent like a single entity.
Instarlon stood at the end of the hall, standing together with Tagus, watching the scene with interest. Unlike most of the rigid, decrepit Undead whose Life had long burned out, he had a wide range of knowledge. He knew about the black Bramant Rose opposite the ancient Kingdom’s customs, knew the Cruz people’s splendid culture, and even knew that in most Mortal literature around Erune and Cruz, Black Knights were often mistakenly recorded as Undead Creatures like skeletons in armor—actually contrary to most circulated rumors. Even in Madara, Hel’s Black Knights are a very special kind of Undead. Their Territories mostly near the Waning Moon Inner Sea, maintaining the cold and elegant habits they had in life, the dead engrave their oath upon their Armor, Soul Fire entwines the living’s obsession, driven by the fire of vengeance; this is the origin of the Black Knights.