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In the midst of the ice and snow, there was a long sigh.

"Originally-come-as-this-"

The biting sound of ice was like a cold wind through the criss-crossing ice caves, rolling up the flickering ice dust, and it seemed to blow between the crowds, causing the already cold and biting temperature to drop by several degrees. At that moment, the hearts of the Eruins, the Cruz, the mountain people, the Gray Sword Saint and the two dragons were all alarmed, and the lines of law around the few people who had stepped into the realm of the elements immediately became brighter, Brando and the little mother dragon were golden, Starr was silver, Veronica was cyan, Gray Sword Saint was gray, and Akane flashed like lightning blue and Medisa spirit pale.

But none of this makes sense.

The cold wind continued to move forward, and in an instant, all the threads of law completely collapsed. "It's!" Brando heard Veronica's incredulous voice, and a hint of amazement from the Grey Swordsman—which was truly amazing—that Martha's laws had collapsed and decayed in the face of what seemed to be nature's shallow forces, a spectacle of all time. The howling wind carried the ice and dust, forming a flowing white cold wave, which passed by everyone's side, and everyone felt their movements slow down a thousand times, time seemed to tend to stop, and even the speed of thought was stretched and became heavy.

Brando's pupils widened slightly, and his eyelids became extremely heavy, but because of that moment, he still felt an incomparably familiar power, which was the breath of bronze, returning to its origin, from the most primitive and majestic power in nature.

Then all the surrounding scenery was erased, and in the infinite wind, only the King of the Frost Knight could be seen like a silent statue, standing not far from him, and between the two, a qiē seemed to freeze, and the figures of Metisa, Peya, and Veronica dissipated with the wind like sand.

Time, time has become meaningless here, he can even see the glaciers of the ages begin to melt, time seems to stretch a thousand times, with the two of them as the center, the mountains and rivers change, the earth settles, the rift valley rises, forming forests and lakes, land and sea eroding each other, as if in the blink of an eye, it is already the style of the vicissitudes of the sea, and the barren land grows dense vegetation, and then forms an endless great plain.

In an instant, it is already eternal.

The glacier seemed to be a thing of the past, and what appeared before Brando's eyes was the distant sky gradually dyed with the color of fire from east to west, and then a lonely sunset hanging on the horizon, the warm and faint burning golden sunset at dusk, and the meadow swaying slightly as if gilded.

It's dusk --

The blades of grass rattle as the wind blows through the meadow.

"Originally, come, so, and so." Sebes's sigh finally turned into a light sigh that seemed meaningless.

Brando only felt his body loosen, and then he regained control of his body, but he still stood there, slightly stunned before he reacted, and his mind still recalled the magnificent scene before. He knew where it was—it wasn't really a vicissitudes of life, a continent shift, or a trip back in time, back to a thousand years ago. This was the Extreme Plains, and the magical aura that swept away from the wind told him this answer, and in the blink of an eye, Seabs pulled him into his realm in full view of everyone, this was the second time he had come here in his life, and counting the previous life, it was already countless. But in the game, it is difficult to express the real shock as before, as if it really went through 10,000 years in an instant.

It's an eternity in the blink of an eye, and no amount of real a game can simulate such a scenario.

But the power of eternity can.

"The beauty of the sunset in my time seems so intoxicating even today, a thousand years later, but it is a pity that even if time freezes, mortals still have to move forward. You must never stop to look at the scenery along the way, mortals, fighting and killing, it's tireless. Sebers saw the composure on Brando's face, and there was some appreciation in his eyes, but he didn't know that Brando had long been commonplace, and he just thought it was a rare quality.

However, the expression on Sebers's face was still cold, and for the undead, the memories of the past were only the pain and regret of torturing the soul.

Brando didn't rush to answer, he still had another question in his heart: "You said that he only has the peak level of the law, Lord Saint Osor, I don't think that the power of the peak of the law is enough to pull people into the extreme plain. ”

"I also said that that is not his real strength." Saint-Osall replied as a matter of course.

Brando immediately chose to shut up rationally, after all, he has a deep understanding of the arrogance of this elven royal sister, as long as our queen of the wind has a reason, then she must be right, even if there is no reason, it may not necessarily be wrong. Trying to discuss right and wrong with a lady who can give two hundred examples from history on both sides and pros must have something wrong with his mind; This is a being who has a thousand years of insight that mortals call sages, and even if a third of this time is spent sleeping, then there are three hundred years, fifteen times more than Brando's knowledge in this life, and three times as much as in the previous life.

That is, this is a triple slap in the face.

Brando doesn't feel the need to learn this, people can make mistakes, but don't make the same mistake over and over again, the former is a matter of carefulness or not, the latter is a matter of intelligence.

He looked up, the Frost Knight King of the Minr had pulled him into the Plains of the Extreme, and had definitely not come to discuss the scenery with him. Memories are full of tormenting remorse and pain for the undead, and each memory is a torment for them, and they linger in these memories, waiting to be delivered, and Sebes's deliverance is the oath he guards.

He must have brought him here for the blood of the gods that flowed through his body from the dark dragon.

That's the legacy of fools.

King of the Miner people.

"Little one, let me ask you, you are the one that guy chosen?" Seibers paused, and sure enough, he spoke slowly.

"If the guy you're talking about is your king, Odin the Dark Dragon, then I'll have to nod." Brando replied.

"Reluctantly," Sebes replied slowly, "but do you think that having one of the seven seals in your body qualifies you to negotiate terms on an equal footing with me?" ”

Brando shook his head: "That's your opinion, I don't need any reason to be on an equal footing with anyone, in my opinion, everyone is equal." ”

"Interesting," Sebers asked thoughtfully, "and what qualifications do you have to save those people, you are not a savior, there are people who are destined to struggle in the fire, but you have changed their fate." ”

Brando was slightly taken aback: "What do you mean?" ”

"You know, history always presents a striking similarity." The undead spirit of the Frost Knight King drew a circle in the air with his fingertips: "Whether it is an empire or a kingdom, from its rise to its peak and then to a cloud of dust, history has always faithfully fulfilled its laws, and you try your best to grasp the reins of it and pull it back on track, but you don't know that this in itself deviates from the original intention of history, and it is a fool's act to go against the sky."

"Can you see my memories!?" Brando finally showed a look of surprise, what Sebers said now was obviously a comment on his actions, and he never mentioned a word to the guy in front of him, in fact, they had only met for a moment, how did this guy know about his past.

The only possible thing is mind reading.

But this is not only a non-existent nor a forbidden form of black magic in the game.

"No," Sebers cracked his mouth and smiled silently, and Brando could finally see the beating soul fire in the other man's eyes, "It's just a legend, a little trick, you should have heard this spell." You should be happy, after all, under this law, Martha at least recognizes you as a hero. ”

"That spell ......" Brando suddenly remembered that spell, and couldn't help but be a little dumbfounded: "Isn't it impossible to use it on players?" ”

"Players?"

"Ha......" Brando suddenly felt that he had made a mistake, and hurriedly shook his head: "It's nothing,...... You, can you see my whole past? He suddenly became a little cautious, and the previous world was undoubtedly the biggest secret for him. Those things must not be revealed, and once they are revealed, what awaits him is only the fate of being recognized as heretical.

It's too hard to explain about the one in the game.

"No, it's just a small part, no one is born to be a legend. But you're special, your life before the age of nineteen was completely blank, it's a little strange, it seems that something is blocking the effect of this spell, is it Martha? It doesn't look like you're the chosen one, either. Seibers shook his head to himself.

Brando breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, but what exactly do you want to say?" Knight, you brought me here, didn't you just want to ask me these inexplicable questions? ”

"Inexplicable? Do you see it that way? The King of the Frost Knight glanced at him, "But this is indeed a question in my heart, don't you think your behavior is very ridiculous?" Trying in vain to change the laws of history, who can you save? You're not a sage, little one, you can't give others the fate they want, and you can't know what they want? ”

He looked up: "Let me ask you, how can you be sure that what you have done is right?" ”

"You may be able to save this kingdom for a while, but at some point in the future, it will always be in flames. There is no eternity in this world, and perhaps it has even lost the opportunity to redeem itself because of your unauthorized changes. You think you saved everyone, but you hurt them, and at some point they will blame you. ”

"The effort you have made is vain after all, don't you think your actions are very shallow and ridiculous?"

The Frost Knight King's tone was a little excited, so much so that Brando always felt that the other party meant something, he frowned slightly, and looked at the other party: "I don't have an answer to your question, no one can decide right or wrong, but I at least have a clear conscience." ”

"A clear conscience?"

"It's foolish."

Seibers suddenly drew his sword—the blood-red Soul Holder in his hand—and the Frost Knight's eyes suddenly flickered with coldness, as if one moment he had been a gentle questioner, and the next he had become a fierce butcher. He replied coldly: "Then I will sue you, little fellow, that I am very dissatisfied with your answer to this question, because of your superficial answer, I have decided to kill you here, so as not to disgrace that noble bloodline, and when you die by my sword, I will ask you if you have a clear conscience." ”

As soon as the words fell, the sword light flashed.

Brando didn't even react at all, he saw a line of red in his field of vision, and at that moment he had only one thought in his mind: I'm X, is this guy a crazy person, just do it! (To be continued)