Brando smiled bitterly. In his original plan, he shouldn't have made such a big movement at the beginning, but he did not expect that the power of the law in his body would automatically explode, opening him to the peak of the law during the battle. door.
In the eyes of others, this is a benefit that they can't even think about. How many people have been stuck in front of this gate in their lives. Every time they enter the elemental realm, it is a precious opportunity that is impossible to come by.
Only true geniuses can go to the end on this road.
Even if it is the once-in-a-century talent of his teacher, Grey Sword Saint Mephistopheles, is it different from wandering in front of the gate of the Extreme Plain for decades
But Brando could hardly appreciate it at the moment.
The reason lies in the five mountains in front that are overwhelming.
In fact, he made a small fight before in order not to attract the attention of Extreme Power, but he didn't expect to fail. When he failed to show this level of power, the Silver Queen immediately shot it, but it was earlier than he expected. It took nearly a quarter of an hour.
There are five extremes, two against Mephistopheles and two against Sidney. It seems that the Silver Queen has specially prepared one for him.
Brando couldn't help thinking that Her Majesty the Queen really valued herself.
Then he forcibly suppressed the law seed in his body—once he crossed the side of truth, a flame of law would be left in the elemental realm, and when he reached the extreme realm, the bred seed of the law would form a personal realm—that is The extreme plains.
This fire is also called the first light of Vaughan, because the sages want to obtain true wisdom in this light. This is also the birth of everything in the poem of the blue, the spirit from the light, and the spirit from the flame. The origins of wisdom gained from.
But Brando didn't dare to accept this seed of the law at this moment, because the strong enemy was in front, he didn't dare to break through the realm rashly.
But what made him extremely distressed was that this fire was extremely active, tens of thousands of times more active than the seed of the law he was born in the game in the past, and he felt that something resonated with it in the dark. Inspire it to take root immediately.
He didn't know whether this was an inevitable response from the power of existence, or whether he was special.
But if this goes on, it means that it is difficult for him to concentrate on the next battle, which is undoubtedly a big trouble.
Fortunately, the five extreme powers did not directly take action at the first time. Brando raised his head and looked at them, knowing that behind these people represented the queen's will, and the silver queen was probably watching where it was. Everything that happened.
She didn't let them take action, that is, there was still something to say.
Sure enough, a voice came over Hanlu Manor in an instant.
"Descendants of Darus."
The Silver Queen's voice was unexpectedly young, almost like a girl. Brando was stunned for a moment before remembering that the other party's age had been fixed at fifteen.
However, this voice was icy and unkind, as if concealing the moodiness of its owner.
In the manor and in the surrounding forests, everyone raised their heads. The city guards, the imperial army, and the Flame Knights knelt down on one knee and put their left hand on their chest, showing supreme respect to the owner of this voice. .
"When your grandfather was still alive, Eruin and the empire were the closest allies. It was also the most glorious era of Eruin. The world called it Anson's revival, but what are you doing right now?"
"You have repeatedly obstructed the empire, and you also intend to support the insurgency of the empire. You have disappointed Gu, and Brando, you have also put your grandfather to shame."
The voice of the Silver Queen paused for a moment.
"According to the laws of the empire, you should have died, but Darus has a history with me. The Sword Saint of the Earth used to be the commander of the Templar Alliance. The empire owes him a favor, so I will give you a chance."
"Surrender to the solitary—"
"Or death."
Brando felt the pressure on him relaxed. He couldn't help grinding his teeth. This kind of fate did not belong to him and was controlled by others. It was not a good feeling. Although the opponent was a famous figure in history, it was also suppressed by them. There is nothing to be ashamed of.
He raised his head and his voice resounded throughout the forest: "Your Majesty, when the King of Flames established the temple, he also established Cruz, the kingdoms under the temple, and the empire has always been the spokesperson of the temple."
"And Eruin, the same is true—"
"In fact, just before you closed this door, Eruin’s envoy, along with the next person, had arrived in Ruen, saying that you never lack Eruin’s loyalty, and naturally you will not be short of my own. The loyalty of the little earl in a remote place."
"But now," Brando asked loudly: "Is it the silver queen of the Cruz people, the emperor of the temple, and the empire who made me loyal, or the dark dragon of Maldos who ordered me to be loyal?"
Brando's answer was loud and sound, and the silence inside and outside the manor drew everyone to look into the sky.
Even the flame knights, they need to know where their honor and pride come from? Is the inheritor of the blood and faith of the King of Flames? He is also a changer who reforms the world and corrects the mistakes of the past.
But are the Cruz really qualified to inherit the glory of the Miner
I am afraid that no one but the Silver Queen can answer this question.
Her Majesty herself was silent for a moment.
She stood at her desk, looking at Brando displayed on the crystal ball, her expression calm:
It's so like, almost exactly the same face, the same stubbornness and stubbornness, between the eyebrows, you can still vaguely see the old style of that person.
But what she saw on this face was not only the impression that belonged to Darus, but also everything she had lost.
Those who only linger in the deepest part of her memory belong to the past.
"You have also accepted Odin's inheritance and destiny. You should understand what the lone sees."
"In that case, you should understand which is right and which is wrong. What good is it for us to defend the lies of the sages?"
"To maintain this false peace?"
She shook her head: "Such words have been heard too much by Gu, like the Bugans, like the dragons, and so are the silver elves, and in the future that Gu sees, our world is so fragile. Maintaining the status quo does not help us overcome dusk."
The wind blew from the other side of the mountains and rivers, and the war-torn forest made a soft rustle. The tranquility of this moment seemed to say something in the hearts of everyone.
What Her Majesty saw on the battlefield of the final battle was indeed the threat of dusk, Brando understood. At that moment, he felt a voice in his heart whispering something, but he listened to it, but it was vague and incomprehensible.
That seems to be a whisper in the wind.
It sighed deeply. Maldos had been gone for so long. A thousand years ago, the last ruler of the empire made such a choice—
The Silver Queen awaited his answer.
Brando was silent for a moment before speaking again: "Your Majesty the Queen, you are supreme."
"On your throne, one of your decisions can affect the destiny of countless people. Your Majesty, countless people live because of you, and countless people may die because of you. It all depends on your decision."
"I don't intend to change your will, but I just want to say that there are so many roads in this world, and not all of them point to hatred."
The wind and sand rubbed the forest tips, and Brando had a certain understanding in his heart. He seemed to hear the sound that haunted the forest like a ghost, and it sighed:
Thousands of years ago, His Majesty the Emperor chose to end the hatred.
So it is called the Fool.
A flash of astonishment flashed across Andrie's eyes, who was lying on the ground, and she took out the scepter of fire from under her body, and the circles of golden flowing fire patterns on the scepter were becoming brighter.
Anxiety is bred in the air, and an unknown factor behind the world of laws is agitated.
In that instant the wind in the forest began to grow stronger.
"That's why Maldos failed," Her Majesty replied coldly: "Those lies that sound beautiful are the malignant tumors spreading in this world. When you listen to its sweet words, the bloody dagger is already deep. Into your heart."
Brando shook his head: "Your Majesty, Maldos is not the choice to perish by Odin alone, and the reason why he made such a decision is precisely because he can't see hope—"
That past empire cannot save the world.
But has a thousand years of time really smoothed out the hatred
The Silver Queen sneered: "Odin made this choice, so what is the result? A thousand years ago, he chose to end everything. A thousand years later, civilization is still trapped by hatred. The so-called sages bring us What happened? The four empires conquered each other?"
The forest near the manor was dancing frantically with the canopy of trees. The knights in the forest looked at the sudden gust of wind with some doubts. Summer has long since disappeared. Could it be that there will be torrential rains this season
Among the five extreme realms, only the tower rebel Saipan turned his head slightly, as if looking for something in the void, and then frowned.
Brando was also under this gust of wind, his long hair flying, and his head held up and said to the Silver Queen: "But at least four sages have ended the Miner's harsh rule over the earth, Your Majesty."
The Silver Queen sneered, as if mocking Brando's innocence: "A harsh rule will not destroy the world, but it will at dusk, don't you understand? There is not much time left for this world, and my eyesight is short-sighted. The people of these people can’t see the danger in the future. If we let it go, we can only wait for destruction, and we are only saving them—"
"But what you did has only left more people in trouble, Your Majesty."
The Silver Queen disagrees: "Naturally, in order to return to the path of the past, countless people will inevitably shed blood and sacrifice for this, but it is all worth it. Because we made mistakes back then, we must pay the price now."
"Do you find it hard to understand?" Her voice was somewhat contemptuous: "The descendants of Darus, you should understand that everyone does not exist alone in this world. You said that the people of the empire will change due to lonely decisions. Destiny, but how can the people of Gu and the people go to where they are today because of the decisions of their predecessors?"
"It is precisely because everyone must pay for the decisions of others that our civilization can be established."
Brando stared at the sky silently, watching the unpredictable flowing clouds under the night, at this moment, a certain string in his heart was faintly touched.
Numerous figures and things appeared in front of him, as if he had seen all the past history that Odyssey had let him see, as well as the illusions that existed in history.
He saw the arrogance of the empire, the two empires, at this moment, are overlapping with each other.
The violent wind took the scattered leaves, spinning and flying into the night sky, and they gathered together frantically, like a torrent traveling in the sky.
Brando suddenly understood something.
"Lord Lord..." At this moment Andrieg suddenly shouted.
He turned around.
In the sky, the Silver Queen changed her tone at the same moment, she shouted condescendingly:
"Descendants of Darus."
"The manor you are in now is called Hanlu. It was built one hundred and fifty years ago and has had several owners. But the one who lives here the longest is Mrs. Berisha."
"That woman likes it here, because in this manor, she can overlook the entire empire capital."
"When all living beings are on the soles of her feet, she sees those who are at the bottom of the empire—do you understand, those who are born to be tortured by disasters, injuries, wars, and various reasons, but they are They don't understand where their sorrows come from, so they often feel painful."
"And we, called nobles or rulers, we can clearly see our own weaknesses and see how destiny leaves a deep mark on us, but because of this, we also feel pain and sorrow. ."
"But no matter how the Gemini goddess manipulates the lines of fate, no matter how oppressive and suffocating in this world, no matter how deep the pain, we will still advance silently-so the empire and civilization will move forward step by step."
"And this is our struggle, the true meaning of the Jinyan Tao."
"Do you understand? If we abandon those who can't keep up with us, or allow them to indulge in illusory self-comfort and escape, even we ourselves choose to escape everything that cannot be chosen—"
"So, what will this world look like?"
The queen's voice became cold and sharp: "When you choose to be alone, you have already betrayed everyone."
"The so-called nobility and being out of the way by the nobles are in fact only a betrayal of their own class. What they see alone is not noble, only indifference and selfishness."
"The tragedy of Maldos originated from the Miner nobles who chose to escape at the last moment. Odin gave up their faith and caused the blood of previous generations to flow in vain."
"So, he is a fool!"
The forest fell into silence, and only the sound of the wind passing over the mountains and rivers remained. The knights seemed to be lost in thought. They put down the sword in their hands with thoughtful expressions in their eyes.
The Queen Gao Yongrong's voice said to them:
"So, lone knights!"
"The Cruz people don't collapse just because they lose a belief. On the contrary, it is because the lonely people are proud enough that they can face their mistakes."
"And the descendants of Darus, a dust can not conceal the glory of history, wiping it away will only make the empire more brilliant."
The voice of the Silver Queen resounded across the sky:
"So lonely empire, lonely people, do you understand your glory?"
"You are honored for being on the side of the truth—"
The brilliance in people's eyes brightened up.
Only for a moment, all the imperial soldiers present raised their swords aloft.
But in the sky, Richard and Royal frowned suddenly.
The uneasy factor bred in the air is becoming manic.
But Her Majesty did not let them take action, they could only wait quietly.
Brando watched this scene coldly.
For some reason, he suddenly felt a little distracted, but in this frenetic atmosphere, he saw the wind in the forest and slowly calmed down.
The voice of the Silver Queen also fell silent.
Long live the three calls of the knights, and they also fell silent.
"Brando..." Andrrig called out again, and she felt the scepter of fire in her hand trembling slightly.
But this time Brando was unheard of.
He raised his head, his own answer was already in his heart.
"Perhaps you are right, Her Majesty," he said, "but there is a problem."
"You confidently changed everyone's destiny, but what if you were wrong?"
The Silver Queen fell silent.
Time seemed to stand still at this moment.
"It's ridiculous." Her voice was full of disdainful sarcasm: "The sage used the demise of an empire and a thousand years of time to prove this result. How can it be wrong to be alone?"
…
How can loneliness be wrong
Brando's heart was empty.
Arrogance breeds in people's hearts, but people are often unaware of it.
They believed that they were born noble and could transcend everyone. The Miner people of Maldos perished here, and today history repeats the same mistakes, closely linking the fate of the two empires.
Brando felt as if he was in a world of peace and tranquility.
But there is a voice in my heart that is becoming extremely clear and precise.
That is from the majestic pulse of the long river of fate, it brings together countless times, countless destinies, and countless voices.
Just converge into one word:
Fight.
Frantic blood is flowing in his body, roaring and rushing, but his heart is extremely quiet, quietly watching all the weird scenes in front of him, his eyes seem to have passed through the shackles of time for a moment.
He saw Maldos vanish in the flames.
I saw the Cruz Empire born out of the flames.
The alternation of the old and the new does not stem from the victory of a certain hero on his people; it is the interweaving of the fate of countless people, and everyone is involved in it, composing an epic with flames.
So the Empire was born—
What it records is not the legend of heroes, but the struggle that belongs to everyone.
Countless individuals converged into historical visions. Brando's eyes faced them one by one in the long river of fate, and his heart was so shocked that he couldn't help himself.
This is a glorious hymn, but it does not belong to a certain person, nor does it belong to a certain sage.
Even if he is such a small individual, he is also in it.
And this moment.
Brando finally understood why he was resisted by the Blade of Flame. He shook his head lightly and laughed at himself with a bitter smile: "I thought I never considered myself a hero, but I didn't expect such a longing hidden in my heart, Ode Faith, thank you for letting me recognize my arrogance..."
There was a voice in his heart immediately responding to him.
The voice was full of kindness.
But suddenly another voice rang, and it overwhelmed the previous one: "Arrogance is the ambition of a young man, and heroes are the romance of men. This is not worthy of shame—"
This voice was uttered by a magnetic male voice.
Brando turned his head and was stunned to see someone walking out of him. It was a tall man with a red cloak burning like flames behind him.
Her long hair shines like pure gold, and the blue in her eyes seems to be the purest sea.
He is holding a long sword, which is engraved like gold and flowing fire, and it is inscribed with such small words:
'Mots vissa tarsie—' (flame hammering fate)
That is the holy sword Odyssey.
The man patted him on the shoulder and only smiled at him.
"Let go and do it, I'm with you."