The trend of the world, divided for a long time must be combined for a long time,

But no matter what dynasty or generation, they are born of the greed of men, and they are destroyed by the greed of God.

In the midst of the tragedy like a stage play, it is constantly staged and the curtain is constantly closed,

It's enduring, but it's boring.

Is there such an opportunity, is there such a legend?

It can cut off people's endless greed, and can break off the wings of God,

Yes... Let the time of the real earthly existence and the reassertion of self-rights come here?

That kind of era is really-

"—does it really exist?"

In the distant realm north of the wings of the gods, there is a vast and diverse continent,

The long river of time quietly flowed down from the wings, baptizing everything in the world, until three large assemblages were finally formed on the continent:

[Porcelain Sword], [Sun God], [Delsa]

For the highly intelligent life forms of the mainland's IQ, joining the ensemble can get everything that could not be obtained in the past, whether it is power or wealth, or fame and peace of mind, in the face of the power called [mod], it has become a low-hanging fruit.

But in this world, you must lose something in order to gain something,

No matter how many times, no matter how many times, the eternal law of [Equivalent Exchange], which was born from the beginning of the world, can never be violated to this day.

"It's not that there are mods of that power... By the way, Miss Engineer, how big is the damage?"

"All the areas where the modules are stored have been affected, but fortunately we have stopped using modules since 160 years ago, and there have been no incidents in SO, residential areas and major busy areas, and it will only take a few months for the affected areas to return to normal. ”

The porcelain sword ensemble, thousands of kilometers away from here, had just suffered a devastating blow, and the ripples caused in just thirty seconds even spread to the capital of [Wandering Philodoro], Promeso City,

Even if you just imagine it in your mind, you can smell the strange smell of the blazing flesh, and it is another large collective that has caused this tragedy: the Cult of the Sun.

Exactly how this will be done is unknown, but the technology that can cause such ripples is only that.

"What else do you think can do other than a wide range of detonation mods? ”

Mods, a supplementary computing system outside the basic rules of the world, not everyone has this ability, but no matter who they are, they will try their best to compete for a module of their own.

“... I don't think there's any other possibility, and only the Supreme Yang can do that, Elder Alpha. ”

Except, the [Strangers] from outside the earthly world, the fourteen who have not been connected with the module since the beginning, and the people of the Doji who have made a vow.

"The target of the attack should be the porcelain sword capital, and not long ago, the queen of the south defeated the tyrant of the north... I was taken advantage of. ”

The black-clothed boy known as Zero stood up, his face expressionless, as if he was out of the matter,

"I've just been to the affected area, and the survivors are either extremely resistant to blasting, or ordinary people who don't have mods, and the dead and injured are all mod holders from other countries, and from eyewitness reports, the explosions are from the inside out. ”

But no matter how you cover it up with a flat tone, no matter how you show it with a cold expression, the tightly clenched hands and the bloodshot dark blue eyes will not deceive.

"Take it easy, it's not the time of the past. ”

"I'm sorry, just remembering the massacre in the past... I still can't understand why no one resisted at the time, or even fled—"

The mechanical fingers were pressed against the boy's lips, blocking the words that followed,

"Because that's part of the atonement, Zero, the mistakes we made a thousand years ago were so great that even we, as slaughter survivors, haven't fully atonement for that sin, so don't feel guilty, okay?"

The girl smiled wryly and removed her fingers, no matter how young she looked, the war of a thousand years ago was still like a scar, deeply engraved in the thinking circuit.

If it were a human being, it would have been liberated thousands of years ago,

But as machines, as the watchmen of the Crucifix, they cannot be freed from this fate,

It is for this reason that they have survived to this day, in order to fulfill the vows they have made since then, until today.

"yes, I see. ”

For the young man, how important that oath is, he himself understands, but it is precisely because of this that the young man will feel guilty and unwilling.

If the young man's strength had been stronger at that time, maybe the situation could have been reversed, but no matter how many times he said yes, no matter how many times he spit it out, the dead could not really come back to life.

“... Alpha, you're still going to live, right?"

Therefore, we can only live as much as possible, in order to remember those who died, in order not to let them really disappear into time, no matter what, we must continue to live,

"Well, I'll live for you. ”

Replace the years they have not been able to spend and try their best to live.

But it's just easy to say,

In this world, living has evolved into a luxury, not to mention-

"Two! The extreme egalitarian movement has been launched! 49999! is the highest frequency of interference to date!"

- From this moment on, the second act of the final battle will be shown here,

In order to cut off the greed of people, in order to break off the wings of the gods, this millennium plan was prepared, and it was reopened in the year of the millennium.

"It's hard to wait for it. ”

As if the mind comprehended, everyone present stopped what they were doing and looked at the silver-haired and blue-eyed girl called Alpha,

How long have they waited since they have survived then, since they laid down their arms, until now?

"You're going to do it, right? ”

And the girl's gaze only stayed on the black-haired and blue-eyed boy, as if pinning all hopes on him,

From that time on, they who upright mankind, who made a vow from that time, finally pinned their hopes and fate on human beings.

But the boy didn't say anything, just quietly left the city where he had lived for a long time.

“Zero！”

Unlike any teenager who is far away in the porcelain sword, he is not good at expressing himself, nor is he good at making promises,

"Please don't forget our promeso, Zero!"

Therefore, he will only prove his consciousness with his actions,

"You are the thirteenth, the one who is not bound by the law, and if it were you, you would surely be able to reclaim the glory that Perfidulo (Esperanto, renegade) lost a thousand years ago!"

For the sake of the dead of the past, for the children of the future,

"So... Please, Apostate (Esperanto: treacherous), our fate is in your hands. ”

Also for, the current girl.

"Well, I see, Gardanto (Esperanto: Promise Keeper), wait for me to get back. ”

"Yes, here I am, Amanto. ”

At this point, the two were separated from the oath until that day came.

"That day is not far off. ”

Then the voice rang out,

Above the vast world, four intelligent individuals opened their eyes at the same time,

There is only one purpose, there is only one thing to do, and there is only one enemy,

"Liquidation begins. ”

The second episode of the final battle of the millennium officially opened.

(Biography Author: Van Schuut)