Elder Tafei looked at the empty Guangming Temple, feeling a little lost. When the focus of his gaze finally fell on the golden figure directly above the main hall, his originally absent-minded gaze suddenly became much more invigorated, but soon became complicated and difficult to understand.
He has followed the Great Elder for decades, and obedience to the Great Elder has long been his creed in life. No matter how difficult and dangerous the situation was, he always stood beside the elder, guarding his flank.
And the Great Elder also used incredible victories to prove that he never failed to trust him.
But this time...
These hesitation and distracting thoughts flashed through his mind, and his vision quickly recovered. After all, he has gone through countless storms and knows that the plan has already begun, and they have no way out at this time.
Only success can make everyone's sacrifice meaningful, and make their decades of hard work not in vain.
Tafei has never been a benevolent woman, and he has had countless blood on his hands. But this gamble still made him feel heartbroken.
Due to being in power for many years, half of the elders of the temple were personally selected by him. These elders are powerful and capable, which can be seen from their progress in cultivating holy flames. Many elders are actually more like his students, but all of them will give everything for this gamble.
He created all of this with his own hands. Since he began to teach them the Holy Flame decades ago, the plan has quietly unfolded. He originally thought that after so many years of psychological construction, he could calmly face it, but when he saw the golden pillars of flame rising into the sky with his own eyes, he was still heartbroken.
It's a real gamble. If they win, there will be no constraints on the temple, and there will only be one master in the entire Bright Continent, and the will of the temple will be carried out in every corner of the Bright Continent. This is the deepest wish of every Great Elder, but no one has fulfilled it before, and never gave up.
If you lose, you lose all the elders, and the temple exists in name only. Moreover, such a crazy and bloody method will make the temple an existence spurned by the entire Bright Continent, and no one will forgive them.
So, they must win. Only by winning can their history be recklessly written.
Taffy's gaze became firm as iron again.
Bright forever!
All the sacrifices are worth it for the sake of the temple's long-term plan.
The golden holy flames flowed on the floor of the Hall of Light, and the figure of the Great Elder in the flames was not the slightest bit old, still as tall as he was when he was young. The Great Elder stared at the light relief on the wall of the Temple of Light, on which countless heroes were lifelike, it was the epic of the Temple of Light. Every important battle that the Temple of Light has experienced is engraved on it, and every elder who has contributed to the Temple is engraved on it.
It is precisely because of the succession of these senior elders that there is the atmosphere of the Bright Temple today.
Every generation of high-level members of the temple are so determined to forge ahead and regard the expansion of the temple as their own life, and the Great Elder is no exception.
I don't know if there will be a place for me in the future, and I don't know if I will lead the temple to light or darkness. No, you are right! Those damn wealthy families, relying on their meritorious deeds in the past, constrained the temple everywhere, they must die!
He needs a strong Guangming Continent. Only a Guangming Continent with one voice can be truly powerful, can defeat the SAARC, dominate the world, and conquer the heavenly road.
There are too many voices in Guangmingzhou now!
"How is it?" He asked suddenly, the golden holy flames all over his body hesitated.
Taffy bowed slightly, just like decades ago: "The plan is going well. There are already three hundred and forty-two trial pillars that have been opened."
"Three hundred and forty-two." The great elder murmured, as if he was sighing with emotion, "It's not easy to train three hundred and forty-two elders. This is all thanks to you. I haven't done much in these years." Thank you for your hard work.”
Tafei felt warm and said with a smile, "You are so polite, I'm not used to it."
There was a chuckle in the flames, and the Great Elder sighed immediately: "I know you are very reluctant, and I am also reluctant. You know me. Although I am not a benevolent person, I am not a tyrannical and bloodthirsty person."
Taffy bent down, respectfully and affirmed: "Of course you are not."
"They died because of me, I should bear the infamy." A sigh sounded from the flames: "But this is our responsibility, the responsibility of our generation. Blood and reputation can be sacrificed, and there is only sacrifice. If we don't solve these We will miss a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, a chance to unify the world. We must sacrifice, only in this way can we leave a clean Bright Continent to our successors."
"Your painstaking efforts will definitely be remembered by future generations." Tafei said sincerely.
"I don't care." The voice in the flame was old and firm, revealing arrogance and contemptuous arrogance. The flames flew wildly, and Taffy seemed to see the young figure who convinced him back then.
The figure in the flames waved his hand violently, and countless sparks burst out: "Do what we should do. Since the palms of our hands are already stained with our own blood, the blood of the enemy is the best wine. How can we go home if we are not drunk?"
"Your will is the light." Taffy bent even lower.
The figure in the flames raised its arms, and pressed the flame-wrapped palms against the bright sun directly above the relief.
White holy flames gushed out from the sun, and immediately the holy flames spread around, turning into a white flame door. The great elder took a step forward and stepped into the flame gate, and the great elder of the flame gate disappeared at the same time.
Taffy got up, he felt full of strength. My life is about to come to an end, and I can show the last ray of light and heat before I die, what regrets do I have
Longing flashed in his eyes, yes, what a wonderful thing it would be to leave a clean Bright Continent to future generations.
The Flame Gate disappeared behind the Great Elder, and in front of him was the Knights of Light.
Sophie stood at the front of the line, silent.
The Great Elder was obviously irritated by the situation in front of him, and his voice was full of anger: "Why didn't the plan be implemented?"
Sophie stood up: "I stopped them."
The Great Elder in the flames stared at Sophie, his angry roar disappeared, and his voice became low: "Why?"
Sophie raised her head, her eyes were calm and clear: "They are my soldiers, I can't let them die in vain."
Silence, oppressive silence.
"Charles is dead, I don't want them to die too." Sophie whispered.
All the anger disappeared in an instant, and the figure in the flames was a little stunned. After a while, he said in a deep voice: "Yes, Charles is dead, but we want to avenge him."
"Avenge him, he won't survive, but everyone will die." Sophie shook her head: "They can die on the battlefield, but I don't want them to die like this."
"They won't die," said the Great Elder.
"Yes, give up your life and become a soul general." Sophie looked directly at the figure in the flames: "There is no temperature, the erosion of the years makes the memory fade away little by little, forgetting my relatives, forgetting my lover, becoming a soul general." A machine that only knows how to kill. What's the difference between that and death?"
"Yes, there is no difference, perhaps it is better to die." The figure in the flames was not angry, and his tone suddenly became severe: "But besides your soldiers, they are also knights of light, who gave everything for the temple, yes their meaning, whether alive or dead."
Sophie was silent.
"Are they the only ones going to death? Of the five hundred and sixty-four elders in the temple, three hundred and forty-two have already died. They don't even have the chance to become soul generals. They are wiped out, and there is nothing left. They are The souls of all the elders were dedicated to the temple, and before they died, they suffered the pain of burning their souls. The remaining elders will burn into holy flames before sunset tomorrow."
An indifferent voice came from the flames, and all the knights of light raised their heads involuntarily, their faces full of shock.
"This is a gamble, a gamble that cannot be lost. Everyone in the temple must become a bargaining chip and put it on the gambling table." The cold and heartless words pierced everyone's hearts like a sharp dagger, and the elder's words The voice was ridiculed: "Everything you have is given to you by the temple. Each of you swore to give everything for the temple, including everything you have. But now? The temple needs you to die, you But backed off."
"No, I just don't want them to die meaninglessly." Sophie did not avoid the gaze of the elder: "They are soldiers! They should die on the battlefield! Not in this dark corner, dying for nothing in order to become a soul .”
"No one has the right to choose, Sophie." The elder said solemnly: "This is a war, and you can never decide where your battlefield is, just like you can't decide how you die. I can do it, Just let your deaths, don't lose meaning. And try my best, I can't guarantee anything, but we have no choice."
"Leader!" A bright knight stood up: "The Great Elder is right, we cannot decide how to die, but I have never forgotten my oath."
Another knight of light stood up: "I will defend the light to the death!"
"We should have died for the temple. Let the elders take the lead. It's too frustrating."
All the Knights of Light stood up, they lined up neatly, and stood in front of Sophie as usual.
Crack, everyone salutes Sophie.
"Captain, we will also be soul generals from now on, and we will never look down on you again."
"Captain, wait for us to come out."
"Captain, don't die in front of us!"
"Captain, we will definitely fight side by side!"
…
The Knights of Light turned around and stepped into the white circle of light behind them. As soon as they stepped into the aperture, the aperture seemed to come alive, creating a white light curtain that slowly rose. A white light curtain rose above their heads, converging into a cocoon of light, enveloping them.
The light cocoons are neatly arranged one by one, and there is no sound at all, and there are faint figures inside.
The golden holy flame spread upward from the bottom, quickly enveloping the light cocoon. A steady stream of holy flames seeped into the light cocoon, and the looming figure inside the light cocoon struggled in pain.
Sophie burst into tears.