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These people may not understand what they have missed in their lifetime.

And he is equally lucky.

Just now, when he saw Feng Huo’s eyes, he went back to relive the battle and found that he had something more in his heart. For the sake of Swordsmanship, something seems to be suddenly faded for him. The desire for victory and defeat is no longer what was originally calculated in his heart.

It has become a kind of simplicity, pursuit and desire. Brando suddenly discovered that one’s own fighting innate talent also began to evolve into the innate day, becoming a purely more intuitive thing.

That kind of thing is not to calculate the gains and losses of a sword, but to know that you want to win, to know how to win, to quantify, to describe in words, to understand in the heart.

If this moment, let him preview the previous battle, when Boban pressed the water to him with a mirror. Now his first choice may be to go straight out of the sword, rather than carefully closing the line of one’s own Laws.

The former is intuitive. The latter is experience.

He is extremely dependent on one’s own experience, which is the most valuable Wealth for him. Whether it’s his own understanding of Swordsmanship, his understanding of battle, or his understanding of past history, his understanding of everything in Amber Sword’s game.

They used to be his greatest reliance and proud of the world.

He used to be afraid if he lost all of this, or if it didn’t work anymore. What should he do?

Now he has the answer.

When Brando eyes opened, it seemed to see a smooth presence in front of him. His inspiration for this battle with Blanc was almost second only to his harvest in his dreams with his grandfather.

The former gave him the answer to Brando’s life, and the latter gave Brando a future answer.

Only victory

However, he did not have much surprise or even surprise in his heart, because he knew that his battle with the deputy marshal was not the result of all this. It should be said that it was only a lure.

Ever since he left the elemental barrier, or since he fought with The Silver Queen and the many Ji Realm masters of the Empire, the constant battle and increasing knowledge finally made him surpass himself in the past.

Perhaps there are still some shortcomings in strength.

But he understands that it is just the illusion formed by the power of the slate. One day, when he once again has a Perfect Body, he gets more than just that power.

When he wants to understand this.

He suddenly felt the Holy Sword Ordefeiss in his hand trembled as if echoing the feelings in his heart, and then in his astonished eyes, he felt a golden line of flames spreading in one’s own mind, followed by The lines of text appear on it.

Brando suddenly understood.

That’s Flash Sword Swordsmanship.

Complete, Flame King Gaetel’s inheritance.

Shown in front of his eyes.

……

Insidolon and Targus stood silently on a messy street, and Rosalin’s Lord Thane’s unconsciousness became a noisy scene with no effect on their two undeads.

After witnessing the battle between Boban and Brando’s, Knights couldn’t continue to make a move to the latter even if he used his knees instead of thinking about the problem. So the street is noisy, but the main chaos is around Rosalin, and Brando is next to the Guard Captain. Under the gaze of the two, everyone else is ‘systematic’.

The guy who just exported curse has long been unaware of where he went. He wants to come to the other side and may have to take off the skin of Knight, and never dare to return to this place.

Although Insidolon thinks that Trentheim doesn’t necessarily have such a small family, he will go to such a home as My friend, but he also understands the other’s ideas. After all, the one who dares to take one’s own life to gamble is also on this World. Not much.

But among those who are truly desperate, he feels that he should be the well-know figure. He not only dares to take one’s own ‘existence’. For Undead, Life is meaningless. Only existence is worthy of jokes, and even dares to make a joke with the head of the Supreme of the Empire.

If he fails, he will not only be alone, but his family, Targus, will be uprooted. Even the country in his darkness will not be able to survive.

But there is always a madman in World. He is, Targus is, and he believes that the Emperor is also the same.

He was able to see the deepest madness from her fascinating gaze. She was holding Mercury Staff on this World not to save Madara, but to satisfy the uncontrollable rule in her heart.

He believes that Mercury Staff favors one’s own and stems from the same madness.

“Because we are a dull and monotonous existence, we know this very well. Although we try our best to avoid seeing this, we sometimes have to admit that because Time and Life have lost meaning to us, Except for a few of the guys who are in Wal-Mart who will take the boring experiment of hundreds of years as fun, most of us are crazy and tend to self-destruct…”