Cold rain overflowed from the black clouds, blowing across the earth with the pungent wind.
Lightning twined in the shadows in the sky, and the biting cold air spread in the wind and rain, making the entire world of Grandia feel like an ice prison one hundred and seventy layers into the abyss.
Standing among the deep pits and scattered bones on the ground, Joshua let out a long breath. The dragon-hunting sword and gun in his hand turned into light and divided into a pair of boys and girls. They originally wanted to congratulate their master for his victory. A powerful enemy, but in the end he fell silent because of this inexplicable atmosphere.
Arman Fernand is dead, but the northwest wilderness is still dead. Except for the bloodthirsty beasts hidden in the deep forest caves and the survivors rescued by warriors, this area is still without any life.
Killing an undead leader changes nothing.
"Owner… "
Yingying has followed Joshua for the longest time and knows his character, so after waiting for a while, the girl tentatively asked: "Why don't you look very happy?"
"Yes." Following the silver-haired girl, Rin quickly asked: "Master, if you kill this undead commander, no similar existence will come to cause trouble for a long time, and the group of survivors It’s safe too.”
"No, he was not killed by me."
It seemed that he was still recalling the feeling when he pierced the core of General God's Shadow with one shot. After a while, Joshua said in a helpless tone: "Arman committed suicide."
"suicide?"
Both Hotaru and Rin were stunned for a moment. They couldn't figure out whether there was something wrong with Joshua or something wrong with them. Could it be that the feeling of stabbing the enemy was fake
But the warrior did not intend to explain this problem in detail. He just glanced at the energy fragments that still remained in front of him, which were the last remnants of the existence named Arman.
How can killing a person who is determined to die be called killing? Even if Arman did use his full strength in the end, fighting is something that originally requires fighting for life and blood, burning beyond one's own limits.
Perhaps for that general, dying in the hands of a powerful being that he had been pursuing but could never become in an upright battle was the best destination for him in this life. He did not want to stay like the Gemstone Dragon King. Unfortunately, Joshua just fulfilled his wish, nothing more.
As for why such a former hero would actually degenerate to the point where he wants to destroy the world and let all things return to the dead, the warrior does not understand. He only knows that killing Arman is almost meaningless, and the northwest wasteland is still It's the northwest wasteland. It can't be restored to the fertility it was twenty-seven years ago, and the world of Grandia is still a dying world, and it won't change because of this little thing.
The more than thirty survivors have nowhere to go at this moment. Could it be said that killing such an undead leader can eliminate the Shadow of Death natural disaster that has enveloped the entire continent? Of course not, so Joshua felt very heavy at this moment.
Perhaps, killing all seven undead commanders would save the world, but he did not have extra time to do this. The safety of the Mycroft Continent was more important to the warrior than the world.
But... if everything is over and there is extra time after the fourth sage inheritance is recovered by the Church of the Seven Gods... then it may not be impossible to give it a try.
But in the end, he still let out a heavy sigh.
"Let's go."
After sighing, Joshua said to his weapons: "Although Arman is dead, he told a lot of interesting information during the battle, including the fact that the second commander was chasing a dragon-winged girl."
The inheritor girl in the resonance projection also seems to have a pair of dragon wings.
Thinking of this, the soldier turned his head and walked towards the cave where the survivors were hiding: "The second commander is now heading to the northwest of the Southwest Wasteland. I think their source of information must be more reliable than our random guesses. .”
"Yes!" In response, the Shenji siblings quickly caught up with their master.
After a while, the cave sealed with rocks was opened by a man.
Outside the cave, in the wasteland that was blown into smooth sand by the violent hurricane, Joshua looked at more than thirty boys and girls in front of him who were practicing the breathing method he created.
Most of these survivors are young, and the oldest is no more than twenty years old. A few days ago, they were so weak that even the undead commander could not detect them. But now, with abundant raw crystals and the training of battle, Next, most of them have entered the category of junior professionals in Grandia, and those with outstanding talents, such as Crete, have even reached the realm of mid-level professionals.
Their potential is not weak. If they were placed in the Mycroft continent, as long as they entered the academy to practice, they would become the backbone members of the army or an organization in a few years. The chance of advancing to gold would not be small, not to mention Mike. The great demon tide in Luofu Continent is coming soon. At that time, absorbing magic power from the atmosphere will not even be slower than absorbing it directly with the original crystal.
However, they were born in Grandia, a dangerous world without any order, and their talents and potential were buried. If they had not met Joshua, they would have been destined to turn into withered bones.
"I gotta go."
Glancing at the neatly organized group of survivor boys and girls, the warrior said calmly: "I'm not a guardian. I came here to do something. The practice method I taught you was also an experiment I did. So don’t thank me, it’s a fair deal.”
Ignoring the uproar of the survivors, Joshua glanced at the entrance and exit of the cave next to him. Joshua pondered for a while, then stretched out his hand. The huge life energy gathered and controlled the soil and rocks in the area out of thin air, transforming it into A hidden entrance hidden among the soil and gravel. After doing all this, he said: "The southwest wasteland is still dangerous, but this place is very hidden, and I have completely erased the marks of the dead souls within a radius of several thousand meters. No dead shadow will be born at night, it is very safe. People who do not have their own settlements can come here to live, and those who have settlements, I also hope that you will come here. More than 30 people will watch and help each other, which is better than fighting alone or three to five times. Groups are much better.”
The soldier explained some more things before planning to leave. But just as he was about to get up and fly towards the northwest, the young man leading him, who had broken through the silver realm, Crete suddenly said: "Sir, sir , what exactly are you going to do?"
When the blond boy asked, his nervous voice changed a bit, but out of an eagerness to repay, Crete forced himself to say what he wanted to say, regardless of his instinctive obstruction.
Joshua looked back at the other person in surprise, paused for a moment, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and replied, "I'm looking for someone."
"A red-haired girl with dragon wings on her back." Glancing at Larrel, the warrior added: "She may not be older than you, but she looks very young. She was teleported to the northwest wilderness a few days ago. , but I haven’t found any trace of her until now.”
He looked at the boys and girls in front of him who were frowning and thinking hard, and waited patiently.
Those who give favors must also give the recipients a chance to repay the favor. Although Joshua does not think they can give any reliable answers, there is no harm in giving it a try. At least it can give the boys and girls peace of mind. A little.
As a result, there was an unexpected surprise.
"I remember that some time ago, there was indeed a faint blue light shining near the village."
The speaker was a thin girl with some light freckles on her face. At this time, she seemed to be lost in memories and was telling the situation bit by bit: "At that time, the businessman from the Holy City in the northwest happened to be coming from The village left, and the direction they went back seemed to be the direction where the light flickered."
"Holy City?"
Joshua felt that he heard familiar words. Among the valuable information that Arman spat out during the battle, the word Holy City definitely appeared a lot. For example, after a period of time, the seven commanders of the undead— Now the Sixth Army will mobilize their troops to attack the four holy cities guarding the Tomb of the Saint.
"Well, yes, my lord, it is the Holy City." This time it was not the freckled girl who spoke, but the cheerful personality, as Crete's childhood sweetheart Malariel said. The girl immediately added this after hearing the warrior's question. Information: "There were originally nearly twenty shelters in the northwest wasteland. It was one of the largest gathering places for humans besides the four holy cities, and there were many local specialties and raw crystals here. Occasionally, the holy city would send people Come here and exchange food and other things for special products and raw crystals."
Other boys and girls also pointed out the direction to the Holy City. A boy who had studied painting even drew a rough map on the sand nearby and showed it to Qiao Joshua.
"Is this so?"
After taking a look at the rough sand map, he roughly guessed where the dragon-winged girl was now. Joshua couldn't help but his eyes lit up. He laughed loudly and sighed: "I didn't expect that I would actually gain something. If If I had asked earlier, I wouldn’t have wasted these two days.”
Although it is said that, it is not the case. If Joshua hadn't rescued these survivors in the past few days and given them enough power to protect themselves through practice, they might have known the news before the soldiers asked. The girl was already dead.
Thinking of this, Joshua couldn't help but glance at the boys and girls in front of him again. Their eyes showed the joy of finally being able to help.
With a thought in his heart, a thought flashed through the warrior's mind.
Maybe... when he finds the fourth inheritor and allows the Church of the Seven Gods to open the time and space channel back to Mycroft's continent, he can let these children leave this world together. I think the channel that is already stable by then will be enough to carry these people.
But Joshua did not promise. No one can know what will happen in the future. Maybe when he finds the fourth inheritor, the situation will be so dangerous that there is no extra time to escape. All of them died in this accident.
Or perhaps, the world of Grandia still has a chance to get rid of the current doomsday scene and return to its former rich and beautiful appearance.
After looking deeply at these people, Joshua said goodbye, then took off in the air, flying towards the direction of the Holy City.
And watching the light spots transformed by the warriors disappear into the sky, the disappointed boys and girls also dispersed little by little. They did not want to return to their respective settlements, but planned to follow Joshua's suggestion and start from there. Bring some valuable things from your home and live in this hidden cave with these companions who have also received the inheritance.
And in a dilapidated shelter village, there was a dilapidated study covered in dried blood stains.
The thick "History of the Central Empire" was blown by the wind and fell to the ground after shaking for a while.
The pages of the book turned around, and finally stopped at the middle, which was thicker, almost towards the end of the page.
On this page, the editor uses the obscure but beautiful writing style of the ancient Grandian common language to describe the great achievements of an invincible general. His unbreakable trust and loyalty to the emperor will be praised by future generations for a long time. The story of the emperor and his ministers.
And the end of this page records the general's final understatement, almost a passing ending.
[Dragon-Slaying General Arman Fernand]
[In the 572nd year of the Central Empire, he died in a despicable assassination by a rebel organization.]
(End of chapter)