The earth buzzed and resonated, and a long electric light formed a certain perspective in the dark sky.
"... After the war in the Fifth Age, the gods began to leave our world, and finally Martha left. This is the sleep of the gods—this is the twilight predicted by the gods, and they handed over the world to The descendants of the people of God, and when the blood of the people of God flowing on the earth has faded from generation to generation, one day, the generation of gold and silver will replace them, and after the age of silver, the age of black iron will come. …"
"... The Council of Truth, in order to reproduce the glorious era, the descendants of the people of God found a child with pure blood from the depths of the underground where Gaia's will is. When this child was taken by the will of Twilight, Twilight hopes to pass her To steal the ancestor's and Martha's equivalent authority, it projected a part of its own will on our world, and merged with that child's soul..."
"... When it came, it was discovered by the will, and our plan began to take shape from that era. The child survived and passed on from generation to generation until my parents had an accident. My father agreed with the four sages. Everything after a thousand years, but only concealed the existence of that child, until a thousand years later, your grandfather found her again on the final battlefield..."
"... You already know everything afterwards. When the Dragon Queen's plan failed, the will of the Twilight Dragon was awakened in our world. With the blood of our ancestors, it grabbed the authority of our world..."
"... It found the place of death of the gods and brought them back from the void, but what it brought back was not the great will that cares for us and sheltered us anymore, but each one succumbed to The will of chaos, the puppet and the empty shell controlled by the dragon of twilight, just yesterday, the star of Owenros had been permanently extinguished, and replaced by the rising constellation of the dragon god Bahamut, in tens of thousands Years later, it shines again in the sky of Vaughan."
"Gods, they are back, but what they bring is not glory and hope, but cold and lifeless despair." Madara put down her handkerchief and replied with a cold expression, the white handkerchief was covered with blood stains.
"This is blasphemy!" Andrea couldn't help crying out in grief and anger. Although she raised this possibility to Brando, when she really heard the truth, as a member of the Land Legion, the gods and gods The most pious warrior of the people, the girl still couldn't help feeling a little out of control.
In fact, Mr. Liu and others on the side are also a little unbelievable. They know less about the inside story of the coming of dusk. Although they have gradually learned something along the way, they are not so straightforward and shocking after all.
Everyone seemed to be silent, Huang Huo took two steps, then stopped again, looking at his teacher worriedly.
"The dragons... what happened?"
For some reason, what Brando saw before his eyes was the figure of Aloz, the wayward little dragon, as if he was still separated from him by Ampesser, with golden curly hair, gleaming, and her eyes full of cunning. Light.
But after a while, another quieter girl appeared in her thoughts, with long snow-white hair and half-drop-shaped earrings, frowning and glaring at him.
"Humanity, shameless you—"
Brando suddenly felt a little empty, and after a moment of silence, he sighed.
"The dragons have no future," Queen Madara replied: "Maybe they can survive, but if they lose the protection of the dragon gods, their blood will become thinner soon, and new dragons will no longer be born. Maybe after a thousand years, mortals will see the last dragon in the world close their eyes. Of course, if we can wait until that day..."
"So in the final analysis, what are your countermeasures?"
"Yes, in my opinion, we still have two ways to go—" Queen Madara looked at him, and a deep light flashed deep in her purple eyes: "One way is to restart the world, like As the gods have done in the past few times, although the dragon of twilight has seized power, we also have a new Martha. The dragon of twilight is sealed by the Holy One. Among the three remaining supreme authorities, As long as you and Asis nod, we will start to pull again, but it is foreseeable that in the next era, our strength will become weaker, not to mention that Asis’s power will be unbalanced, and mortals may be It is enslaved, but civilization can at least continue to be passed on."
"Esis came to see me," Brando replied, "She told me this, but I won't approve of it. I won't agree with this path."
"Then there is only another way left. In the prophecy, a great monarch descends on our world. It will open Martha's treasure house and guide his people. The will of the gods will crown him on the top of the cloud. , At that moment, the whole Woende will sing for him, defeat the dusk, and our world will usher in an extremely bright future."
Brando looked at Queen Madara. The two eyes met in mid-air. The owner of the mercury rod was firm and unshakable. Brando's gaze was also calm and calm, as if thousands of time were flowing in his eyes. At this moment, he saw history, present and future at the same time, but there was only one answer.
He had already decided on the answer.
"If it were you, Your Majesty, what choice would you make? Just like your father?"
"No, now the world depends on your choice, Mr. Earl."
Brando sighed and shook his head.
"That's what you decided?"
"I have already decided, haven't I, Your Majesty—at a moment, many people in this world are also making their own decisions. These decisions may not matter to Warend, but in the end, they will change the course of history. ."
Queen Madara thought of Brando's previous words at this moment, but she was obviously not satisfied with the answer.
What Warnd needs is a king, not a brave warrior.
"Don't speak big words," she thought of her father: "I know your determination and will, but your death will not help the world. What we need is not faith and ideals, but the strength to resist the dusk."
"But if we don't have beliefs and ideals, and the civilized world has no order and compassion for the weak, even if we defeat the twilight, how is our world different from chaos?"
"Don't change the subject, sir, the problem now is that we can't beat the dusk!"
The queen's tone began to contain anger.
"Your Majesty," Brando said in a gentle tone: "If I were the supreme monarch in your mouth, just like the father in your memory, maybe one day this world will defeat the twilight under my rule, but In one era, it will face the same dilemma as ours. In each era, should people put their hope in a savior to save them?"
"This is the so-called era of mortals?"
"Your Majesty," Brando sighed: "Don't forget, order is immortal, and dusk is immortal-a thousand years ago, your father used his death to prove this cycle, and the kingdom founded by four sages is now So what? The title of Fool is a heavy honor, because it tells us that we need more than sages who open up an era."
He shook his head: "I think we made a lot of mistakes in the past, but in the future I see, what people need is no longer the sages and nobles, nor the gods and gods-in that way. In an era in which the gods are no longer and the heroes are gone, mortals will move forward and blaze a hard way in the thorns and darkness. Perhaps that era will be very humble, and the order will be like the weak candlelight in the long night. But at least the road ahead is no longer dusk, but dawn, and hope will last forever—"
"Sounds beautiful, but what about the Dragon of Twilight?"
Brando was silent for a moment, a strange light flashed in his eyes, as if he had seen everything he had seen in the elemental boundary.
He saw the gaze of Miss Tata and the Most Saints looking at him. He saw Lord St. Osor nodding gently to him. He even saw the majestic figure-his grandfather, Earth Sword. St. Darus—The old man said nothing, but turned around silently, bent over and picked up his saber from the ground, leaving him with a silent back.
There were more things in his eyes that he didn't have in the past, as if after he got the answer, there was only an unrelenting steadfastness left.
"I assure you," Brando said to Her Majesty Queen Madara and everyone present: "Everything I have seen will definitely come true."
Queen Madara subconsciously wanted to retort.
But when she saw Brando's expression, her words lost their power and turned pale, and she silently closed her mouth.
"I assure you, Sophia."
"everything will get better-"
In the darkness, two tall figures turned around and resolutely walked out of the hall. There, the Miner's imperial guard stood still, and Trishman and Tumen were waiting in the army.
"I believe in you, teacher."
A somewhat young voice replied.
Huang Huo walked to Brando, holding a saber in her hand, and replied without doubt.
"I believe you too, sir." Andrea whispered behind Brando, "I have seen the darkest times. The battle seems to never end. We have won again and again, but the hope is getting thinner and thinner. , And finally, you are back, I believe you must be the one who has come to bring us hope."
Mr. Liu and Philip didn't speak, neither of them understood what they said, and the other seemed to always be indifferent to all of this; Delphine frowned uncharacteristically and remained silent, as if thinking about something.
Only Fang Qi looked a little excited, and didn't know what he was excited about.