The weapon in Miner's hand, and the crystal cluster's shining brilliance, are like two shining lines on the horizon, slamming into each other heavily. It was a scene unimaginable by ordinary people who had not experienced war. The earth made a deafening roar, and the sound of fighting was like a tsunami, drowning the mourning of the living, and drowning fear, hesitation, all negative emotions, and the war raised. The smoke and dust covered the sky, and the dazzling sunlight dimmed it.
The scene before him is dazzling and real.
However, there is no record of such a war in the history books. There are mountains of dust and cobwebs scattered throughout the white ivory tower. There is no such thing as the game, the players convey all kinds of information, forums. The secrets above are strange, but there is still no one.
Crystal clusters, the species born in the crystal jungle in the player's impression, seem to be a scattered population separated from the main line of history in the game. They exist in rare corners of the world, and they are only a short-lived in the journey of explorers. Historical records about them are blank, from the appearance of the gods to the demise of the Babel fortress, to the golden people who opened up mortals. In the second era, the silver tribes rose, and then the flames of black iron spread and burned on the earth, and the flags of eagles and hydras were erected accordingly. In this long history, historians and white-robed people The wizards left only a dull and consistent few words about them—'They have no wisdom, no perception, and seem to be a kind of crystal derivatives, relying on instinct to attack invaders close to the territory'.
The player's understanding originated from here, and it is also inseparable-as if the crystal cluster is a natural miscellaneous soldier and cannon fodder set by the system, it only adds some mystery to this bizarre world.
But who ever thought that there was such a big battle on the back of history.
One side of the war is the noble golden people, the Miners, the founders of the empire, the ancestors, and the servants of the dark dragon. They were once enemies of the world, but hatred cannot conceal their shining blood-flowing in The golden blood promised by the gods within their descendants. On the other side, it was out of Brando-or the other half of his soul-Sophie's imagination. It was a cluster of crystals, a rare and sporadic group in the impression. In the records of the sages, they should be like beasts. The same instinct and action, but here, the crystal clusters form a strict army, they have their own flag, armor and weapons, strict discipline, organization and scale are not inferior to the gods and people they face. Offspring.
Brando realized that he might have seen another civilization, a strange, a civilization he had never heard of, isolated from the back of history.
The civilization of crystal clusters.
"Wait, I should have expected it..." Brando suddenly realized that they seemed to have subconsciously ignored one thing, since when did these lives born in crystal appear on the earth? of? Suddenly looking back, there was a blank in history, but when the world was created from the first line of Cangzhi's poem, these tiny lives already existed.
At this moment, he suddenly remembered the words of Elaine, the deer banshee: "The master and that person fight together against strange enemies. 'The master is Trishman, that person is Odin, the dark dragon-and those enemies are clusters.
So.
What are they and where do they come from
Why do you want to fight the Miner people and go there again after the battle of the saints
He set his sights on Cebbers, the king of the Frost Knights, and the only person present who could answer his questions. Seibers sighed softly, "Do you understand, Saint Ossor."
Brando didn't understand what the rhetorical question meant at all. Perhaps only the soul behind the wind in his ring could answer, but the elf Yu Jie, who had always been so strong, chose to be extremely silent at this moment. After a while, her voice finally rang: "Thank you for answering a question in my heart, but this doesn't mean anything. You want to say that Odin and his land legion guard the world; but The decay of the golden people is not manifested at one end, Cerbers, it is not that we rise up against you, but you yourself have chosen this path of inevitable failure—"
"For thousands of years."
Brando frowned. When listening to the conversation between the two of them, Seibers sighed faintly: "I also understand this, Saint Osor, the Azure Knight opened up mortals. In the era of, the stars fell to the ground to form the earth. After that, the people of gold disappeared, and the people of silver were scattered on the earth, so that the people of black iron rose. You, the kingdom of the flame king Geert, I don’t mean to say They are meaningless, do you remember what I said? It's just right and wrong here, not the point—"
"Cybers, what on earth do you want to say?"
"I just want to say, the failure of the Miner people and the establishment of the four kingdoms, my king had already anticipated all this."
"This is impossible!"
"It's possible, Saint Osor, you are an elf, and I am a human being. Even though I am a golden citizen, I can still feel the greed and desire that belonged to this body before death-this is the source of civilization." The soul fire in the eyes of the Frost Knight King on the meadow is bright and wise, as if it has penetrated the shackles of time: "The repetition of thousands of years of history has never been an exception, whether humans or elves, the dynasty is overthrown, But so. From the Miner dynasty, to the Cruz empire, to the little kingdom in which our little friend lives, how can there be any exceptions? Fighting for power, conspiracy, and trickery are nothing more than. That's it."
"St. Osor, what about those mist elves who have followed you?"
After the wind, even Brando felt the soul shock of the elven sister, and she didn't say a word.
"Then why did Odin make this choice? Is it because of helplessness? Then after the battle of the saints, where did these crystal clusters go again?" Brando asked what he wanted the answer most at this moment. problem.
"I don't know." Seibers's answer was simple and clear.
"You don't know?" Brando was almost mad. Since you don't know, then what is the point of letting it all out
"This land of war is called Minhul in our language. Today, it should be east of Faenzan and St. Osor that you are familiar with. I followed the king across the Alkhash Mountains to fight against these mysterious enemies. They, I don’t know more than you, but the ancient language inherited in my blood tells me that they existed before the Miner people existed. They are our enemies, and this war is protracted—but I exist. In the age of 1989, the Miner and the crystal cluster war only lasted for a short time. During the war, five brigade mages like you participated in this war. After that, I returned to the Clover Field with the Black Wings Legion in order to suppress There was growing resistance in the empire, and that war seemed to have become insignificant soon after this." Saibos whispered.
"Then why are you here, Cebbs, since this war has nothing to do with you." Brando frowned and asked.
"Because I am instructed to wait here, waiting for someone who understands the true meaning of the Fool to come." The King of Frost Knight stared at Brando and replied word by word.
Fool.
Brando thought of his talent inherited from the Dark Dragon inheritance, but what does the Fool mean? From the description of Seibers at this moment, is it the savior? Or someone with a fanatical spirit of self-sacrifice? Regardless of the two, Brando felt that he didn't have it, and he didn't want to be. Except for the Eruin in his memory, the relationship between this world and him might not be as close as he thought. But the question is, why did the Dark Dragon choose him, or is it just that his luck happened to happen to him
This answer is not so tenable. Perhaps for thousands of years, not many people have been able to touch the Sealing Stone of the Dark Dragon, very few, but why didn't Odin choose Amman. Is it because Amman is a sacrifice to the Temple of Flame? This reason may not be correct, because it can be seen from Cebbs's description that Odin may not have the prejudice that ordinary people imagine about the Four Saints and their descendants.
"You mean I understand the meaning of'The Fool', but I don't understand." Brando replied cautiously. He had to say that he was still worried that he would answer this way. Seibers would choose to withdraw the inheritance of the Dark Dragon. I have to say that this inheritance is still of great significance to him now. Whether it is the powerful force itself or the support of the witch behind it, especially the former, has helped him defeat powerful enemies many times, and Barbasa and her followers are obviously also a potential powerful help.
No one knew better than Brando's penetration and understanding of the world.
But he had to ask clearly, the scene that Cerbers showed today was beyond his understanding, and made him realize the huge secret hidden behind this world. The talent of the Fool may conceal a huge crisis. Si told him that if he inherited the talent of the Fool, he must inherit the responsibility of saving the world? What choice should he make? Brando felt that he was not so capable yet.
Seibers' eyes leaping into the flames of the soul stayed on his face for a moment.
"You will understand." He replied slowly.
"What?" This answer was beyond Brando's expectation. The Frost Knight King actually played a mystery with him. This sure tone reminded him of the criss-crossing lines under the gypsy tents. Face, Miner people advocate a mysterious culture. In their eyes, destiny is both unknowable and certain. There is no chance, only inevitable. But neither Brando-Sufi dual soul can accept this answer. If this is a task, then he should have the power to understand everything and make choices, not hide and seek in this labyrinth of language.
If this is still in the world.
He stared at each other closely, showing a look that he would never give up unless he got the answer.
But Seibers seemed to have expected this: "The Fool is not a fixed meaning, it represents such a type of behavior. I have read your past from your eyes. I do you think you are the one that the king is waiting for. ,young people."
"my past?"
"Some people are destined to do nothing, but some people can work towards their goals from beginning to end, even if they repeat ridiculous failures clumsily, even if they are not understood, they may fail, but once they succeed, they will be called Miracles are chanted by everyone-most of them have become fools in the eyes of ordinary people. Their stupidity is not stubbornness, but a clearer understanding of what they are doing than others."
"You mean Odin..."
"I mean you, young man, you know what you want to do."
Brando fell silent, what he wanted to do, he was indeed very clear about this goal. Perhaps in the eyes of most people, Elu is only repeating the history of a dynasty change because of the wind and rain. Decades ago, or a hundred years ago, it also experienced this kind of history. The decadent dynasty is the new soil. It is mentioned that after the fall of the Sifah royal family, the new moon of Corkova rose again, but his master has always been an indomitable Eruin. Only this time is different. Everyone ignores the potential enemy in the east. The dark aristocrats who have been indiscriminate and independent for thousands of years are now unified under the supreme and only mercury rod. Perhaps forty years later, history It will repeat itself, and the Eruin belonging to the Eruin will no longer exist.
Perhaps this kingdom is just a name that represents a certain meaning, but for him, under the silver banner, there are many familiar corpses, the princess, the Valkyrie, and the memories of many people fighting side by side. In faith.
So he must be one step ahead.
Stupid
Perhaps in the eyes of Antitina, in the eyes of the princess, in the eyes of the bronze dragon Reto, as well as in the eyes of all his followers, his enemies, and bystanders, there are some weird things, like Cargris still I don't understand why he always wants to take precautions for everything, even he and Antitina agree that he, the lord, has greater ambitions in his heart-wanting to be like the existence of the prince Ek. Brando really wants to be that kind of existence, but the title is not the king of this land, but the sage who leads the people out of the thorns and darkness.
"This is... The Fool?" Brando asked to himself.
"It's not limited to this, I can tell you not much, but there is a voice in my blood that tells me that you will understand all of this. Young man, you or me, and the noble man in your ring No matter the soul of, all of us are searching. The world is an absurd stage in the eyes of many people. It is a Vanity Fair, an intrigue, a gloomy place full of conspiracies and tricks. They confine their eyes to a superficial cage. This cage is their desires and thoughts," the Frost Knight King smiled mysteriously: "But we are not like this, you know what I'm talking about, because this world is not as simple as it is, is it?"
Brando was horrified.
The world is not as simple as it appears.
He didn’t know whether Sebers meant something, but at least in his opinion, it was true—because he knew the past and present of this world, it had another name, it was called, it was something that only he knew name. People who know the meaning of this name just like him are isolated from him in another world at this moment.
"This secret..." Brando hesitated and asked, "Is it related to those crystal clusters?"
"Perhaps, but maybe not. There was a voice telling me the hidden truth behind the war, but I don’t know much. Lord Odin can tell me not much. He sealed his life’s knowledge. In this inheritance, he did not force you to choose anything, but history goes back and forth, and what should happen will always happen. The battle of the saints is by no means accidental. If I didn’t expect it wrong, the war is about to come to this world. Got it."
Brando didn't answer, but he knew that the King of the Frost Knight guessed right.
It's just the repetition of history, perhaps not because of fate, but because of the selfishness and greed of civilization. The upcoming war for the slate is just a footnote to this.
So in the final analysis, is it the fault of civilization itself
Brando frowned and shook his head. He felt that his head was about to explode. Perhaps these things were not something he should worry about. He breathed a sigh of relief. Although he didn't understand what St. Osor, Seibers, and Odin were really after, he at least understood what he was after, whether it was superficial or noble, he would do it after all. He sticks to the stubborn character he has cultivated in the game.
He raised his head and decided not to fight the dumb puzzle with the King of Knights. In his opinion, this may be entirely the evil taste of the King of Frost Knights himself. The Miner people admire mystery, and they always play with them carefully and delicately. That agnosticism, but Brando has his own set of methods of doing things—he interrupted Cebbs’s tirade: "You mean, only if I understand all this, I am qualified to inherit the Dragon of Darkness. inherited."
"Do not."
Seibers shook his head: "In fact, the strength you showed from the beginning is already qualified for inheritance. I just want to tell you what happened behind this war, whether it is Cruz or Wind Elf. It is far from the time when you can sit back and relax."
Brando stared at the Frost Knight King quietly.
The underlying meaning in his eyes is:'In that case, what's the point of the nonsense you said earlier? '
If you are alive, you may feel a little embarrassed in the face of Brando’s questioning gaze, but Seibers is an undead. Thousands of years of icy wind has long frozen his withered cheeks like a skeleton thick as a glacier. The King of Frost Knight can keep his face unchanged: "Because this is the mission I am waiting for here."
"What does it have to do with me?" Brando asked back. He hesitated, but decided to tell the truth: "I can't go down the path of the dark dragon. In my opinion, what I inherited is just His legacy, not his will, I hope you can understand this."
When Brando said this, he felt a little approval in his heart.
"Master Saint Osor?" He couldn't help but wonder.
But Fenghou did not respond.
"You say that you are not afraid that I will take back your heritage, young man?" Saibos's tone became cold.
"That's probably not something you can decide, respectable King of the Frost Knight, although I don't know why Odin chose me, but this is my will." Brando's tone became affirmative, if after so long The temptation of time, he still doesn’t understand what this guy means, so he can really hit him to death: "Whether you accept it or not, it’s the same. I’m Brando, not the dragon of darkness. —"
"It's exactly the same stubbornness."
The King of Frost Knight was startled slightly, then chuckled.
Laughter filled with the empty voice of the undead.
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