Amber Sword-Chapter 635: Scene 66 King of the Underground (17)_2

The boys watching this scene from a distance had their mouths wide open. This level of battle had far exceeded their imagination. Whether it was the destructive rain of light falling from the sky or the rock defenses capable of blocking such attacks, both were enough to deeply shock them.

Joka remained motionless, while Maher instinctively retreated until he bumped into the bars on the other side of the cage. When he realized this, his forehead was already covered in cold sweat.

The deepest part of Kevan’s gaze reflected a layer of golden light. He clenched his hand tightly, staring fixedly at the scene. Unlike most people’s eyes, which were attracted by the splendid magical effects, he continued to watch Brand, who was orchestrating all of this.

"This is..." Yuta clutched the iron bars with both hands, as the rain of light seemed to seep directly into the depths of her soul, causing her to tremble from within.

She now realized how insignificant she and her mercenary group were, and how laughable their persistence seemed, because this young man had no reason to be here—at least the woman understood that even in this decaying kingdom, such power would command respect—if Brand wished, he could gain much more power under any other faction than what he had now.

The so-called Gruding’s territory now seemed like a joke to this maid corps commander. She couldn’t comprehend why a person with such power would choose such a barren land.

Even at the cost of contending against Count Rangdenier and the upper echelons of the entire Erune—

Yuta suddenly found herself unable to think of any possible explanation to account for all of this.

But at last, she remembered that night when Gruding received everything he deserved, the night that altered the destinies of almost everyone—the young man who brought along that little girl, and the determination in his eyes.

’He is a messenger sent by the heavens, setting up a banner for everyone. As people gather under this banner, everything changes—’

Yuta suddenly recalled a passage about the Sky Blue Knight in the Poem of the Blue. She felt how fitting this passage was.

Hundreds of years ago, these words had similarly been used to describe the Former King Ai Ke—

The Protection Magic of the Type IV Cavalry Hunters only bought them a brief moment of struggle. As the second and third beams of light converged on one point, the Magic Defense quickly collapsed. The solid rock layer vaporized under the extreme heat, and the higher melting point metals melted into molten steel and oozed out.

The scene resembled egg whites flowing out from a broken eggshell, except these egg whites were a blinding gold-red, with temperatures reaching hundreds or even thousands of degrees. As the molten metal flowed onto the sand, the sand crystallized instantly, forming a smooth layer.

In less than a minute, one beam of light disappeared after another. When the final beam vanished, the Duel Arena was dead silent.

Most of the crystalized sand was still smoking. The breached, charred rock fortifications stood lifelessly on one side of the arena.

There were no survivors; the Type IV Cavalry Hunters had all melted into piles of metal debris in their own constructed graves.

Not to mention others, even Medisha, who was on the battlefield, was stunned. The Silver Elf Princess looked up at the rows of Holy Swords in the sky, then at Brand, "Is it over already, Lord?" she couldn’t help but ask softly.

"What else did you expect?"

Brand shrugged impatiently. Did this girl think it wasn’t enough? If he wasn’t a Travel Mage, these thirty-odd Type IV Cavalry Hunters would have really given him a hard time.

But he lowered his hand, feeling how good it was to have everything under control. The only regrettable thing was that the attack power of the Holy Swords was still a bit too low. The combined force of the three beams almost failed to penetrate the Silver Peak’s defenses.

The arena fell silent, as if Brand’s actions had put the Sanctuary’s constructor in a difficult position.

The sudden silence made the young man secretly vigilant. He knew that the Fate Arena had possibly no difficulty tailor-made for him. After all, this place was essentially built on the material basis of fantasy—a self-challenging ordeal, in gamers’ terms.

But after a moment of silence, a voice suddenly echoed in his mind:

"Three challenges completed, gaining additional reward."

Brand froze for a moment, "I almost forgot!" He couldn’t help but want to slap his forehead. He had always been clear about the rules of the Fate Arena in Amber Sword. The first challenge was mandatory, while the second, although optional, came with no benefit.

Only after two challenges could a player opt to challenge for the ’core reward.’ The required number of challenges for the ’core reward’ was two, meaning one had to complete at least four challenges to finish the instance.

The maximum number of challenges, however, had no limit.

Of course, the so-called ’core reward’ here was the Earth Sword. Brand eyed the direction of the Earth Sword—if he wanted that sword, he needed at least two more challenges.

There was also an additional rule: starting from the third challenge, each successful challenge would grant extra rewards. The rewards would get better and better, potentially surpassing the core reward. But it was said that this required at least thirty challenges, something that mid-to-late-game players had discovered. Brand didn’t even dare imagine such a thing right now.

"Claim reward?"

Brand looked at the glowing text on his retina, answering in his heart, "Of course."

"Please select an interface—" Another line of text appeared.

Brand was slightly taken aback. He had never heard of having to choose an interface. His mind raced, and he continued reading.

The green text changed once again:

General Interface—

Travel Mage Interface—

"Huh?" Brand was dumbfounded. He had never heard of tasks appearing with additional choices based on changes in profession. Although some tasks offered multiple choices for rewards—they were predetermined options—not additional ones for advancing to a certain profession!

He looked at these two choices, hesitating for a moment, but ultimately decided to give it a try.

"Travel Mage Interface."

The screen changed again.

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(PS. Tragedy. I accidentally left the air conditioner on when I slept last night, you know what happened. Only one update today.)(To be continued. To find out what happens next, please visit www.qidian.com for more Chapters and to support the author. Support legal reading!)