Buzz –

As soon as he finished speaking, a shrill beep echoed through the underground chamber. Everyone looked at the source of the sound, and saw that the holy sword in Fei Wenli's hand seemed to come to life and buzzed at an extremely high frequency. Fei Wenli felt that her palms were hot, and she could no longer hold the holy sword in her hand, and the holy sword turned into a golden light that flashed through the space, and when it reappeared, it was already held in Lawrence's left hand out of thin air.

Lawrence plunged the knight's fetter sword in his right hand into the ground, his pupils already golden.

At this point, Lawrence's mind seemed to have stepped into a golden world. The world was golden and rippling, as if a pool of spring water in the early morning gently swayed, crushing a piece of sparse and gentle gold. The surrounding space is full of golden light crumpled by the surface of the lake, wafting in this space.

As a legendary warrior, Lawrence should be wary of this uncontrollable and mysterious space, but strangely, he felt extra relieved to be bathed in this rippling golden light. It's as if the wanderer has returned to his father's arms.

He subconsciously looked ahead, where a wonderful change occurred. The golden light was like pieces of sparse feathers gathering in the air, revealing the figure of a man. The man was composed entirely of golden shards, with a beautiful illusion, and Lawrence could not clearly observe the other person's appearance. But in the feeling, this golden man is very familiar.

"My bloodline Lawrence, I'm sorry to pull you into a world of unapologetic streamers. The man spoke, his voice gentle with a steady power, and the overlapping voice seemed to come from every piece of golden light in the rippling space, "I am Claudine Clayderman, as you can see, just an obsessive undead. ”

Lawrence was startled at first, but quickly calmed down. Strange emotions filled his heart, and with the qualities of a good king, he should have kept the necessary suspicion of what the man in front of him said, but strangely enough, in his sensibility, he felt that every word this man said was trustworthy.

Lawrence is convinced that he is a descendant of the bloodline of this man, who is also the officially recognized origin of Clayderman - the Knight King Claudine.

"Ancestor Claudien!" Lawrence knelt on one knee and saluted him in the golden light, his face full of shame and choked up, "I'm guilty! I failed to protect my family!" Fort Savoie...... I ruined the Savoie fort you left behind!"

"That's none of your business, Lawrence. Claudien's soul body shook its head, and this action brought up a fragment of golden light, "There is no eternal castle in this world. Ever since my father, Emperor Lu Sien, chose that path, I had a premonition that there would be such a day. But what I didn't expect was that in the end it would be ruined at the hands of its true master. It doesn't get any better than that, though, does it?"

Claudine chuckled as if relieved.

"The real master?" Lawrence thought of the battle between Evan and Charlotte that he had seen when he came, "...... Evan and Charlotte?"

"The love and hate of more than 3,000 years ago continues. Claudine said this, and pointed his hand to Lawrence, and a piece of golden light flowed into Lawrence's body, and in an instant, he understood the secrets of his children.

"This, this ......" Lawrence took a few steps back in shock, and the falling footprints trampled on the golden light, and the ripples of shock continued to echo along the source in this golden space, crumbling countless golden fragments.

"As their father, you deserve to know the truth. Claudio asked, "Now that the choice is yours, what are you going to do?"

Lawrence was silent for a moment, the expression on his face changed from horror to hesitation, and finally turned to firmness, he raised his head and said to Claudien, "No matter what the nature of their souls is, they have my and Rebecca's blood in their bodies, they are my children, I will protect them and my family!

This time, Lawrence could finally see Claudien's expression, and in that golden light, he showed a hearty smile.

"You're so good, you're really good!" he said appreciatively and amazedly, "If only I had understood this earlier, for more than three thousand years, I threw my soul into the holy sword that my mother forged for me to escape from perdition, and kept thinking about the reasons why I escaped the ultimate fate of that life, until the moment I met the Calamity Witch, I did not understand my mission." ”

Although Claudine was very young, Lawrence felt like an old man in his old age, and he was. He listened quietly to Claudien's words, and could feel a kind of love and responsibility that would not change even with the passage of time.

"I shamefully avoided it, and when it came time to finally fight, I chose to leave everything to Sylvia and let her make the final choice for me. But this is the act of a coward, I put the heavy responsibility on my sister, and I, the true heir of the Clayderman family, have escaped everything!" Claudine took a deep breath, the golden world fluctuated due to his emotions, the gentle and sparse golden light turned into golden surging waves, and Claudine's soul echoed with the power of the Holy Sword, setting off a monstrous wave!

"Over the years, I've had another wonderful time in my life. Growing up with my mother, I actually have a wonderful sense of warmth, both the admiration of being a son and the responsibility of being a father. But the happier I was, the more uneasy I felt in my heart. ”

Lawrence couldn't help but interrupt Claudien's words, "Vivien Leigh is my daughter, ancestor. ”

"I'm sorry, I know. Claudine smiled with relief, "So the moment I saw the witch, I really realized my mission, the real reason why I have survived all these years." Lawrence, would you lend me your body? I'm sorry, but I don't want to be attached to Vivien Leigh, that would hurt her. ”

"To protect the family, at all costs!" replied Lawrence, sonorously and forcefully.

"Even if you accept my soul, using the Holy Sword beyond your authority will make you die?"

"For the sake of protecting the family, I will not hesitate!" Lawrence's tone remained unchanged, and his voice was as sonorous as freshly baked iron, "This is the responsibility of a man!"

Claudine smiled, "You're right, it's a man's responsibility!"

He walked over to Lawrence and held out his hand. Lawrence made the same move, and the two of them shook hands, and from the point of the handshake, their hands began to collapse rapidly. The collapse quickly spread throughout the body, and the two turned into two golden shards, entangled and fused in the air.

Lawrence felt a great power, and when Claudien's soul melted in, he sensed as if there was a pair of indifferent eyes staring at him, which were devoid of emotion and therefore impartial. The force tugged at him, trying to swallow himself into the maelstrom, and then he glanced upward, and through the protective barrier of the Holy Sword, he saw the depths of the multiverse, the place that existed and did not exist, transcending all time and space.

A huge, immeasurable whirlpool swirled there, and from the dark chaos, countless souls were swept into that whirlpool every moment, and souls that had not ascended to the kingdom of God and had never fallen into the abyss were swallowed up by the immeasurable. That is the final destination of all life, matter, energy, and all things, even if you ascend to the kingdom of God or fall into the abyss, you can only delay the coming of the end, which is the origin and end of everything!

"What's that?!" Lawrence finally asked, sensing the growing attraction before the complete fusion.

"Vortex of Roots!" Claudine replied, "the ultimate destination of you and me, the highest mountain in the eyes of kings. ”

Lawrence understood what he meant, and after the soul merged, Lawrence also took on the brand of Claudien. And now, the infinite gravitational pull of the Root Vortex on him has become even greater!

"Let's do what we have to do!" In reality, Lawrence held the holy sword in both hands, and when he spoke, his voice was accented, as if two people were speaking through his throat, "Protect the family!"