That's tinder. #本章节随风手打#

Sleeping quietly in the darkness for thousands of years, the faint light seemed to be a glimmer of morning light in the depths, and a goddess stretched out her hand, warm and soft, smiling to guide her children forward. Everyone was completely shocked by such a scene, and they couldn't say it for a long time, even Brando.

"Martha-sama," Akane, Funia, and Mephistopheles muttered to themselves. She never gave up on her children, "It was as if they had been silent for thousands of years, but the flames were still burning tenaciously under the erosion, through the darkness, until her children came here again." It was a lighthouse" that exuded a gentle and great power, penetrating the heart.

Brando raised his head and "there was a rare solemn expression on his face, this is the transmission of civilization." Countless generations later, they came here again to pick up the torch left on the ground by their ancestors, and let the flame of civilization once again penetrate the darkness. A divine emotion flowed in his blood: "He could feel the pulse of such an indestructible force even when he closed his eyes, it was the yearning of an intelligent creature for civilization, order, fire and light."

When Prometheus lit the first fire on the dark and vast earth, civilization for the first time stepped out of the méng and began a never-ending quest for the world of light. That kind of emotion is passed down in the blood, and at a certain moment, it suddenly awakens, like a horn on the vast earth, and in an instant people return to the era of pioneering in the wilderness. This is the will of the ancestors.

Brando took a deep breath, and he couldn't help but look back at the others. Mephistopheles nodded at him, Akane nervously put her hands in front of Xiōng, looked at him with some uneasiness, and Funia looked at them, "Look at Brando again, a little puzzled.

"Then I'll go and let the fire shine all over the land." Brando replied.

"Go ahead." The Gray Sword Saint looked at this "lighthouse" with some solemnity.

So Brando turned around and walked up the steps "Approaching the giant crystal." The soft light that emanated from the crystal was continuous, and when everyone raised their heads, they watched him walk towards the light step by step, "And the light actually feathered behind him, more and more like the robe and crown brother added to him At this moment" Mephistopheles suddenly and inexplicably flashed in her mind a proverb from the poetry of the Cruz people: "Child, I will give you wings made of light, so that you can be referred to as king, although I think this is just nonsense, but in such a scene, the gray sword saint's heart can't help but thump. It was as if Brando was approaching Martha step by step, and the goddess of all things was about to brother the young man who bowed his head, but he didn't know that this feeling was even stronger in Brando's heart. The closer he got to the light, the more intense it became, as if it wanted to contain him. He stretched out his hand, put his hand on the crystal, and his heart pounded, and the following sentence came to him: "Lord Martha, after thousands of years, your child is here again", but what happened next frightened Brando almost let go of his hand and rolled straight down the pyramid. Because without warning, a strange will echoed in the crystal, which gently wrapped around him, and sighed, "Yes, it's been a long time, my child." ”

"This, this ......"

Brando's mind went blank for a while, and only one voice was left echoing: This is Martha! This is the Most Holy Mother of all things, "the pure goodness of the world, Martha!" That countless NPC" The goddess that the player kept praising turned out to be really zài! But it can't be!

It was like a thunderclap exploded in his head, and the roar of Hao Hao dàngdàng instantly made his mind completely stunned. No player would have thought that in the era after the gods disappeared, Martha still existed in this world, and although she left a good will, all that remained was a memory.

People keep remembering this goddess, hoping that she will remain in this world and continue to care for her children. Because the world needs a spiritual pillar to live strongly.

Martha no longer exists, there is only a line of law between heaven and earth, after the four kings of the sage, "This is the common understanding of everyone."

But I didn't expect that the supreme goddess would really remain on this land, "silently and forever watching over her children."

No one thought of it.

Brando didn't expect that for some reason, the moment he heard Martha's gentle voice, he felt something wet rolling down his cheeks, and he couldn't stop the "strong emotion", as if at that moment, after leaving his mother's warm embrace for thousands of years, he felt the soft tenderness again.

"Ah, my eyes are in the sand." Brando said with some embarrassment.

Martha smiled slightly.

"Don't cry" children. Although I am far away from you" but can still feel your faith in pursuing and yearning for the light, I have watched civilization out of its infancy, through the dark land, splitting thorns" step by step out of the wilderness, one day, I believe, believe that you will overcome these tribulations and achieve the ultimate victory. ”

"You who have inherited the bloodline of the ancients are the best children of mankind, and you should be strong." She whispered.

"Victory?" Brando was stunned, a little puzzled.

Martha shook her head lightly and asked, "So my child, are you going to light this fire and continue the path of your predecessors?" You understand that the torch of civilization has been passed from generation to generation, and the history of the predecessors who have fallen, but the descendants have regained their will, is originally an epic full of the most tragic and brave of the mortal race~"

"It's a game of the brave, and everyone is part of this epic, so my child, are you here ready to take this qiē?"

Brando took a light breath, this was the proper procedure, although he had never lit the primordial fire, he knew that it should be part of Martha's will that remained of the primordial fire. But at this moment, he felt a little speechless, and he was a little sure that it should be Martha herself in front of him.

Although she is not here.

"Of course, I'm ready." He replied.

"Okay my boy, let me ask you a few questions, okay?" A soft voice sounded in his heart.

"Huh?" Brando was slightly stunned: "That's not right!" He still understands the general steps of lighting the fire, "After agreeing with Martha, this kind goddess should directly start the order." But why is there another step now? Could it be because of the primordial fire? He hadn't lit the primordial fire, "I'm not sure, but it's better to follow the goddess's wishes at this time, so he nodded."

What's more, the gentleness of this goddess's mother makes people can't bear to refuse at all.

Martha smiled.

"I ask you, son, do you have faith in your heart?"

"Faith?"

The idea of what to live for is a kind of belief in itself. Whether it is honor or strength, it is better to just want to move forward, because with a goal, civilization can move forward. ”

Brando's thought of everyone Eruin knew for a moment, he thought of Freya, Roman, and Princess Regent, of the inhabitants of Buch, of the refugees he had brought out of Fort Reeden.

"Perhaps, yes," ......

Martha placed a crown of light on top of his head, "In a soft white light, she gently stroked his forehead: "Child, do you understand the meaning of the crown?" ”

What does the crown mean? Brando thought to herself, isn't that a symbol of supreme kingship, but this "answer" must be wrong for Martha, because human kingship means nothing to her, and she doesn't need power. So he shook his head.

"He who bears the crown is called a king. The so-called king always walks in front of everyone, and only then can his people see his back, but as soon as people see that back, they will be strengthened and will have the courage to go on. ”

"So you understand? A king, destined to shine and heat, let everyone look up to the existence of zài, he in the dark, with everyone through the thorns, forever forward to illuminate the endless depth, so that the indomitable road, can be called the king's dedication. ”

"The King's ...... Dedication? Brando felt the crown that the goddess had placed on his head, and his heart suddenly thumped.

"What do you think is giving?"

"Devotion?"

Brando looked up, and in the hazy light he couldn't see the goddess, but the woman always looked at him with a smile in her eyes. This expectation gave him the courage to reply word by word according to his true heart: "I think that the so-called dedication should be something that can make the heart feel satisfied, so that it can be completed without regrets." ”

"Do you have such a thing to do, my child?"

"I want to ...... Yes, right? Brando once again thought of Eruin in his homeland, of the palace that burned in flames. The so-called irrepressible desire to change, maybe that's the meaning of his coming here.

At the moment he saw Martha, he suddenly understood.

The expectation in Martha's eyes turned into approval.

She said: "So some people are destined to be different from others, only because they always have such light in their hearts and unyielding faith to change the world." Success or not" always stretches out the wings of Guangsaku behind him, making everyone behind him feel warm. ”

"Such people are called heroes by history."

"Child, I am very satisfied with your answer, so I give you a gift to witness you fulfill your promise" The goddess said suddenly, and as soon as her voice fell, a voice sounded in Brando's heart: "The system prompts: [Destiny Talent] The Chosen One, jī live." ”

"Destiny ......, destiny talent?" Brando is once again dumbfounded, destiny talent? Hasn't he already accepted the legacy of the Dark Dragon? But the double fate talent? What the hell is this! What the hell is going on, is there a bug in the system?

Brando felt that he had been hit to the point of being a little numb, but he still couldn't help but curse even if you were Lord Martha, you couldn't hang like this! And why is it the chosen one, shouldn't Martha's destiny talent be Martha's son?

The goddess seemed to see what he was thinking, and smiled slightly: "Indeed, the chosen one is not the best talent. But I have placed my hope in thee, son, as in the ancient prophecies I will give thee wings of light, so that thou mayest be king.

"I hope you will walk according to your word, and one day, my child, I will be glorified in you."

"Glorified for me?" Brando was puzzled.

But the goddess no longer answered, "She raised her head, her gaze seemed to pass through the endless void, and every darkness was clear under her gaze." Then a gentle smile appeared on her face: "Come, let's witness this moment together, child, the light will return to the earth." ”

She raised her hand.

An endless stream of white light emerged from the darkness.

At that moment, the entire trade wind ring, all the people, all the monsters, suddenly stopped in an instant, and there was a faint throbbing in the hearts of everyone and every monster, "As if there was some kind of opportunity, the laws between heaven and earth were completely calmed" The power of the huge demon tide was suppressed in an instant.

"It can't be!" Such thoughts surged in everyone's hearts, but nothing was impossible" When they subconsciously turned their heads and saw that in the darkness between heaven and earth, a sword-like white light was piercing through the cloud wall of the ring of trade winds towering above the clouds, and one by one pierced through the sky, as if piercing out of a shell.

The light was out of the reins and ignited.

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