For Valoran's people, the Lord of War will always be the undefeated barrier guarding the Giant God Peak, since the Star Spirit has descended one after another, I don't know how many groups of people have almost frantically pounced on the mountain in order to obtain that power, but the people with greed finally stopped in front of the shield and spear, even Tariq, who is known as the Shield of Valoran, has to admit that if he is the shield that guards the whole world, then the man who inherited the name of "Pan Sen" is the spear that guards the Giant God Peak, and lives for war or dies for war," Panson: "It will always be an impenetrable wall against those who thirst for power."

"Your power shouldn't stop there, the continent needs you," Tariq had said in a meeting to persuade men who had been favored by the stars like him

"But I live for this place alone, and it has nothing to do with death or immortality" The man turned and disappeared into the snow like a statue of silence, Tariq could realize that there was a fire burning in the hearts of both of them, and he spread the fire all over the world, so the fire was smaller, but the man had set all the flames under the stars, and no one could understand the reason

-- I only know that he seems to occasionally look up at the sun and be silent for a day

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"I've finally found you..."There was a slight panting sound from behind, even if they were also Star Spirit Recipients, it would not be easy to climb to the top of this giant god peak day and night without breathing

The eyes under the helmet of "What" always bloom with pale golden stars that are different from the bright moon or the scorching sun, which can beat thousands of stars even under this full night sky

"I'm Diana, a warrior of the Bright Moon Sect... No, maybe it's just a follower" The slightly gloomy eyes burst out with curiosity and amazement, and the silver hair was faintly sparsely opened against the starlight, as if shaking off a pale silver on the ground, "I have heard of your prestige for a long time, and this time I really met the top of the bottle before I thought of daring to come to you"

"Hmm" Pan Sen got up, leaned against the rubble of the shield and spear and replied, he had the right to accept this respect, even if Diana was "Yue", she still did not receive such an all-powerful and all-knowing inheritance as him, it was just a "another" existence generated by a pile of relics forcibly stuffed into a person

Next, Diana briefly talked about the fragments that were still scattered in her mind, and Panson also reconnected the fragments together in a "guide" way at the same time, and he was no longer at this level of questioning

"It's been a real benefit... You are really a higher-level being," Diana jumped a little and half-knelt down and bowed, "Please accept my thanks"

"It's okay, you're also a part of this place" Pan Sen turned around, and the wind and snow on his robe were gently swept away, "If you have any questions, you can come again, but you can only come up alone"

"Asking questions... It's not just you" Pan Sen half-closed his eyes slightly, there seemed to be some fragments in the memory that already belonged to the "name" that stabbed people's heads, and he didn't know what these fragments were

-- as if it were his ...... But not his

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"Hah...... Ha!!! Atridus stood in the snow and screamed loudly, the roar that terrified the stagnation of the blood

"It's not over yet... Again! Come again! "The spear in his hand has been blunted, the brass shield on the ground has not been picked up, and the people around him have died one by one, the old instructor, the competing partner, the mocking target, they have all died on the real battlefield, how glorious, how much like a Rakoor!

(But why ......!!) The heart is aching, the wounds are aching, the eyes are hurting, and all the skin and flesh on the body seem to be replacing the role of tears, are you indignant at the atrocities of the enemy, or are you blaming yourself for the loss of your companion?

"Kill ......!!!" But there is no need to think about this, just fight, as long as you fight, you can survive, as long as you fight, you can solve all these things, these people who want to slaughter the Rakol people are just stepping stones, stepping stones stained with the blood of my people!

Before he lost consciousness, he seemed to shout a word

In the year 372 of the Vanolan calendar, a team of apprentices led by instructors of the Lakol tribe all died under the enemy's sword hidden in the wind and snow, and only two people survived, and the Lieyang Sect did not give any countermeasures, they just kept their place and did not dare to move--excerpt from "An Old Diary"

......Of course, Atrius was the lucky one of the two places, and he survived with Pyras, one of the most brilliant geniuses, and Pyras's family sent him a rich condolence, and Pyras himself felt that he was able to break off his friendship, and the warriors looked at the unyielding lucky man with lofty eyes, and all fate seemed to revolve around him

"It was—" However, one day a few months later was the moment when "fate" was really decided, and as he was accustomed to, he was practicing alone near the foot of a remote mountain when he saw a boy with golden skin, horns, and batwings, who did not seem to know the road nearby, and who uttered strange words from time to time, made up of syllables, and whose instincts reminded him to kill the strange freak, but at the same time his body was also curbing his desire, Because he understands that this is most likely a trial, and he is now waiting for the one who deserves to be tested the most

“……！” Even though he had guessed everything while waiting, he was still disturbed when he saw the girl named Leona, sometimes surprised, sometimes panicked, sometimes raised her shield, and sometimes raised her sword, because she was also sometimes kind, sometimes gentle, sometimes stretching out her hand, and sometimes smiling, all of which were already anti-ethnic laws

"......" but in the end, he still followed with an indifferent gaze and watched Leona lead to the glimmer of light leading to the peak of the giant god peak, yes, Leona is fair and just, but she is also gentle and friendly, just like this golden light, she wants to dedicate this "fairness" and "justice" to everyone

As he turned back to leave, something suddenly stretched out his hand behind him, and the hands were hot and full of power, as if he were going down to earth to guide him

"I'm not going to take that glorious path," Atrius said, never looking back

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"Bell!" It was the first time that the symphony of weapons clashed Leona didn't want to know anymore, she had never even thought of such an "official" and "brutal" duel between him and Atrius, and that qiē was only due to the fact that she had let off a poor heretic during the day

(Why are you treating me so cruelly...) Leona's eyes were as firm as a falcon, but deep down she was terrified, she was just trying to follow another path, and the cruel war almost took the life of my loved one! For the sake of glory and dignity, we are all weak and weak to pursue the "war" that will surely die, so we need to live together more peacefully, don't we?

"My wish... Isn't it stupid?" whispered Leona as the blades staggered

"All of us are wrong, because we are too weak," replied Atris, who raised his spear again

"Stop" is like an oracle, and like a relief, the weapons in the hands of the two subconsciously stopped

"This is the person chosen by the Burning Sun Sect, we will take her away" The person who spoke was the elder of the Burning Sun Sect, the Supreme Sun who truly commanded every move of the entire Rakol tribe

"She's offended our clan rules, and she will only survive by fighting me," Atrice's mouth began

"No, it's just a trial, it's the same as the prophecy says" The elder looked at Atreus with a little disappointment and disdain, yes, he was just an ordinary person who was not favored by the light, "This girl named Leona will be the daughter who will bring unity to the Astral Court, and we will bring her under the protection of the Sun Cult, and we will be responsible for nurturing her to become an excellent warrior"

"......" Atridus was silent for a long time and then threw his spear on the ground, as if to mock the so-called "oracle", but the result was decided, no one was above this fate, Leona was destined to become the chosen one, and Atridus was still to be shrouded in horse leather in the war

-- Many years later, I remembered the reason for doing this, but I couldn't say anything about it

-- After many years I learned why he did this, but I couldn't talk to him anymore

-- When I was a child, I was the only one who comforted me and saw me as a simple "human".

-- When I was a child, the only one who accepted me and did not see my tenderness as a defilement was Atreus

-- I may have tried to protect her, but she became an indestructible shield at some point

-- I've always loved him, but he's already become an invincible spear

-- I am the king of war, and no one will give me a trace of tenderness

-- I am the goddess of the dawn, and no one will choose to refuse my comfort again

-- Just as a price, I lost him/her forever