“You can’t fight every battle for someone else.”
A familiar and gentle voice came from the deep void and reached Joshua's mind. He smiled softly and persuaded helplessly: "Everyone has their own trials, and this one belongs to them." Brandon’s. Joshua, you have to believe in the strength and belief of your comrade, he can solve this trouble.”
"… Sage?"
If he hadn't heard the owner of the voice, Joshua would never have stopped his assault, but since he already knew the identity of the other party, it would be redundant to continue attacking. Standing in mid-air, Joshua looked down at the earth. On the pale snowfield, the dark and filthy field of resentment was rapidly expanding. Now it has become a huge quagmire covering an area of several kilometers. Countless ferocious beasts and The monster struggled in it, venting its evil and filthy resentment and anger, causing everything around it to become distorted.
If it weren't for the advice of the sages, Joshua would never have allowed such an unstable factor to act arbitrarily in his territory. What's more, if no one stopped the spread of this territory, at the speed of this quagmire of resentment, it would be over in less than ten minutes. It can spread to the surroundings of the densely populated main city, swallow up and pollute most of the satellite city building circle, and cause a catastrophe with at least 100,000 casualties. Part of the resentment that the sages carried in the past has this terrifying power.
But that voice was right. He really couldn't fight on behalf of everyone. Everyone has their own responsibilities that must be shouldered. Since this is a trial for the holder of the double blade of order, the warrior will not interfere. Instead, he waited for his friend to return victoriously.
"However, if the safety of civilians is threatened, then I will still take action."
Whispering in his mind, Joshua answered the sage's voice: "As long as this filthy area spreads to the surroundings of the main city, I will completely obliterate it. At the current speed, it is estimated that it will take about ten minutes, which is considered enough." It’s a test for Brandon.”
"You won't have a chance to make a move."
The gentle voice didn't explain too much. He seemed to firmly believe in the blond swordsman: "Just watch, Joshua."
And as the words of this suspected sage slowly fell, the dark and deep quagmire suddenly surged into a chaotic frenzy. Thousands of monsters roared in unison in this filthy field, making silent roars, and these became increasingly restless. In the center of the restless monster that seemed to be really coming to life, Brandon's figure seemed to be completely swallowed up by the darkness, without any reaction. Joshua flew with the advance of the wave. He watched indifferently as the demons rapidly expanded the boundaries of the filthy realm. As time passed, he fulfilled his promise and had no intention of helping until nearly ten minutes. In the past, when the boundary of this realm was almost reaching the villages and towns surrounding the main city of Moldavia, he clenched his fists and prepared to gather strength to stop it.
But at this moment, the Dark Realm suddenly stopped its expansion. The wave of black resentment on the edge was about to be photographed at a forest covered with frost and snow, but it was frozen in place as if time had been stopped. Then, At the very center of the field, two bright and pure sword lights lit up in the deepest darkness, tearing apart the gloomy black mist of resentment and revealing a tired figure in front of the warrior.
"Thanks, Joshua!"
After trying his best in the spiritual space, Brandon finally broke free from the curse of resentment from countless monsters and beasts. His body was entangled with nearly endless, wailing soul fragments. He waved his swords vigorously to remove all these resentments around him one by one. After crushing and obliterating, the swordsman raised his head and looked at Joshua high in the sky. He showed a tired but pure smile: "Leave it to me next!"
At this time, Brandon's eyes were shining with a faint blue light, which was a talent born from his constant companionship with death and resentment since his childhood. These were eyes that could look directly at destruction and nothingness. Using this power, the blond swordsman scanned the countless resentful monsters in front of him. These seemingly powerful beings were full of gaps and black spots representing 'death' and 'annihilation'. There is no doubt that if these monsters are all true bodies, , then Brandon cannot defeat them no matter how hard he tries his best, but now all those in the dark realm are illusory soul fragments, so it is not difficult for the swordsman to destroy them.
Breathing for a moment and regaining some strength, Brandon grasped the hilts of his two swords tightly, and then stepped out, turning into a blue-gray light and flying towards the endless monsters surging in the quagmire. Around this light, The silver and white sword lights intertwined, like jumping arcs of light. Wherever the arcs of light passed, whether they were violent sea monsters or weird multi-legged monsters, they were all killed neatly and neatly, leaving no trace behind. fragments.
"I didn't have this kind of trial back then."
Seeing Brandon fighting with many resentful monsters in the dark realm, Joshua couldn't help but frown, and complained with some dissatisfaction: "It is not a good thing to favor one over the other."
"Ordinary people would not take the initiative to pursue such a difficult trial. What's more, you are now a legend. No matter how difficult the task is, it is nothing to you."
The gentle voice smiled, and then explained patiently: "The Double Blade of Order is the only weapon among the relics left by the sages. It is the power used to kill and suppress evil things. It does not have any other elements. So those who hold it need to go through more trials than others.”
"Those who hold the double blades of order must not be hindered and intruded by this mere resentment. Even if they cannot control them, they must suppress them. If Brandon cannot complete this, then the double blades will seal themselves and wait for the next step. A worthy successor."
"It's really a tall order."
Although he said this, Joshua didn't feel anything was wrong at all. He even nodded, as if it was taken for granted. But then, the soldier noticed something was wrong: "Wait... you are not a sage?"
Based on what the other party said just now, he could certainly hear the small grammatical difference.
"Of course I'm not." After a moment of pause, the gentle voice replied with some confusion and gentleness: "I am the inherited spirit condensed by the sage using part of his own memory. That's all. How can I be a great sage... You He is the inheritor of the Azure Orb, and he should have been in contact with my kind, so why do you still have such doubts?"
wrong.
Joshua was no longer interested in observing Brandon who was fighting on the ground. He frowned and looked at the palm of his hand. In the middle of the palm, where a thin layer of silvery light was faintly flowing, there was a small crown mark, which was the power left over from the former Azure Orb.
This is completely different!
Recalling the scene when he first came into contact with the sage in the azure orb, Joshua's heart was still a little shaken. What he saw at that time was definitely not the inherited spirit today, but It is a genuine form of 'The Childhood of Sages'! Whether it is posture, language, demeanor or strength, the illusion in the Azure Orb is countless times stronger than the gentle voice now. This is undoubtedly the difference between the genuine product and the inherited spirit, but why
Why was it that what he saw at the beginning was a real part of the sage, but what was in the twin blades of order was just a manufactured spirit of inheritance
Memories flashed rapidly, from the very beginning, when Joshua met the sage for the first time in the Ural Fortress, to when he returned from the world of Grandia, Joshua was extremely convinced that those were indeed the memories of the real sage in the past. It can even be said to be a part of the other party, rather than a shadow created by him. When transporting the remnants of the world of Grandia into the world of Kallis, the power of the saints among the four inherited objects also helped him fulfill his wish.
"Wait, it seems that's that time!" Finding something wrong, Joshua recalled the original scene in his mind: when he returned to the Mycroft continent with the fire of the Grandia world, the four major inheritances The remaining power of the saints in the things helped him move the survivors into the world of Kallis, but after that, the four powers were missing. Joshua originally thought that they were consumed too much, so he returned to the things of inheritance to nourish them. , but now it seems that the real power of the sage should have completely left, replaced by this specious spirit of inheritance.
Feeling that the flame has been restored in his hometown, he is sure that his successor has enough power to protect himself and can live independently, so he takes back his power.
After understanding the sage's thoughts slightly, Joshua remained silent. For some reason, he was a little disappointed. The warrior had also thought that one day he might be able to consult with other inherited objects about the past illusions of the sages. But now it seems that it is impossible. Even if the inherited spirits have power, they will never be able to match the power of the real sages. force.
It seems that there is no way to truly meet the sage, this legendary figure.
Because of this unexpected discovery, Joshua could only watch with some disappointment as Brandon fought with many resentful monsters on the ground. On the earth, the swordsman's skills are so exquisite that he can maintain an undefeated situation even when facing several powerful ancient evil creatures whose power is not weaker than his own. In addition, he has the magic eyes that can directly stare at death. , as long as he catches the flaw, the remnant soul of a monster no matter how powerful it is will be instantly destroyed and dissipated into nothingness. But now Brandon is almost exhausted, even with the physical strength of his ultimate warrior, he can only pant. , disrupting the breathing rhythm.
-If there are no accidents, then Brandon probably won't be able to kill all the resentment monsters by himself.
Joshua made a pityful estimate, and then shook his head: "He spent too much power in the illusion at first, but as a result, he lacked the physical strength to completely destroy the enemy in the real world. It seems that this trial, He might fail."
The spirit of inheritance did not reply. And Joshua didn't take it seriously. Although he was willing to help his friends, this was an exception. Perhaps today's Brandon does lack the accumulation of time in his previous life and is not enough to become the true inheritor of the Double Blades of Order, so what if we let him wait a few more years? Although it is said that the twin blades of order will seal themselves and choose the next inheritor, who says that Brandon cannot continue to be the next successor
Failure is nothing, it can even be a catalyst for growth.
For some reason, in Joshua's field of vision, Brandon, who was fighting the remnant souls of many monsters in the dark realm, gradually overlapped with a white balrog that was fighting wits and courage with countless demons in the abyss. , the warrior thought it was an illusion at first, but then he realized that this was the power of steel resonating with the Syndicate again. At this time, the Balrog was already being hunted by many demons and was able to escape with ease, and could even kill him on the way. One or two powerful demons in the lead serve as a supplement to its own strength. It is always devoutly thanking the 'terrible demon' in its heart for the knowledge and power given to it.
Somewhat funny, he turned off the information transmission. Joshua continued to look down at Brandon fighting the remnant souls, but within a few seconds, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the sky, with a light of surprise in his eyes. .
"Yes, there is also the resonance of the power of steel!"
He murmured to himself in a low voice at first, and then laughed excitedly. The warrior raised his right hand, clenched his fist, and the authority of the Burning Soul King in his hand, which represented the inheritance of the sage, was flashing rapidly, even making Qiao There were traces of flames like cracks in ceramics on Xiuya's right hand. Joshua didn't care about this. He continued to look at the sky. The light in his red pupils seemed to be able to penetrate the barriers of the world and look directly at the multiverse.
The King of Burning Souls is the power that burns flames and reshapes the world order. It originates from the original fire, but it is also closely related to the power of steel. This power comes directly from the inheritance of the sages and is now taking root in Joshua's body. In the midst of it, the warrior got a glimmer of inspiration through sharing the joys and sorrows. He mobilized most of the steel power in his body without hesitation to resonate with the source of the Soul-Burning King, the power of the sage.
Powerful power was released wantonly from Joshua's body, even slowly melting the snow within dozens of kilometers. The entire Moldavia Territory became warmer as a result, as if it had come from deep winter to spring, and The warrior's spirit also broke through a burst of white light in an agitation similar to that of a cross-border communication syndicate, but one that was millions of times more difficult than before, and reached the other end of the multiverse.
He saw a figure composed of the purest light.
That figure stood in the dark void, heading towards the other side of the multiverse against the surging light of the demonic tide. Countless dark evil objects, and horrific disasters that only existed in the depths of the void passed by it, but they passed by. He cannot be harmed at all. Beside this figure, the distances of thousands of worlds are crossed in an instant. There are worlds destroyed and worlds reborn, but none of these can attract the other person to stop and watch. .
However, now, it seems that he has noticed something. This human figure slowly stopped and stopped even if the world came and went. It was not because of anything else, but because he felt the peeping eyes from his hometown, which he had been watching for thousands of years. The peep that I have been waiting for but has never appeared.
Turning his head, he looked towards the void with a smile, while at the other end of the multiverse, Joshua looked at the void calmly, and the two looked at each other for a moment.
For a moment, only for a moment.
At this moment, Joshua could see that in the direction of the humanoid figure of light, it was the brightest place in the multiverse. The light of existence caressed all the worlds. It was the source of the initial fire, but it was at this place where all living beings originated. Where the light occurred, there were spots like sunspots that disappeared, and the great demonic tide that swept through all the worlds erupted because of this, as if to expel the darkness that blocked the light.
After a moment, the fragile link was interrupted. Joshua, who could only maintain it for an instant with all his strength, slowly took a step back and almost failed to maintain his flight in the air. However, even though he was so exhausted, he did not show any sign of pain. Instead, he had a happy expression on his face.
"I see 'Him'."
Joshua murmured to himself: "He is still walking on that 'road' and has not stopped."
Although he knew nothing else, and there was not even any communication between him and Him, for some reason, Joshua was suddenly full of motivation, which he had not felt for a long time since he rekindled the flames of Mycroft's world. The power of emergence.
Being able to see means being able to chase. Being able to chase means that one day, he will be able to catch up. The same should be true for the sage. This person who joined forces with the gods to save the entire world from destruction and left behind many inherited objects must also be looking forward to the successors to follow his footsteps and join him. Let's go side by side.
Lowering his head, Joshua looked at the dark field where Brandon was fighting, but what surprised him was that the blond swordsman, who could barely remain undefeated, now got a power from nowhere, which was almost like The killing machine usually suppresses the remaining evil spirits and beats them. If there are no accidents, this trial that originally seemed to be a failure seems to be completely over in a few minutes.
Scanning the surroundings, the warrior nodded, and he got the answer: at the edge of the dark field not far away, the purple-haired countess was bringing her two daughters to the battlefield. The warrior could vaguely hear, "Come on, Dad!" 'With such a childish and passionate voice, the sudden surge of power in Brandon's body immediately had a reasonable source.
"Somewhat ordinary." The voice of the inheritance spirit appeared again, and he sounded very happy: "Isn't it?"
"A little bit."
indeed. Whether it is fighting evil gods, saving the world, sacrificing oneself, sealing the earth that is full of malice towards life, or leaving a legacy so that the faith of all sentient beings can be passed down from generation to generation, these are developments that are so ordinary that history repeats itself over and over again. The sages thousands of years ago were moved by these things, and they will be the same thousands of years later.
Joshua looked at this scene. He was silent for a while, then smiled and said softly: "But, I like it very much."
that's enough.
—Volume 9, Legacy of the Gods·End
5,000 words, Chapter 2, please vote at the beginning of the month!
The final writing was a bit confusing, and I will revise it tomorrow. I have finally finished the dull volume of transitions and foreshadowing, and I can write the big plot of the multiverse...
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