"Y-How could I possibly do that?" Freya looked in the air, in the direction where the voice came, and when she stood up from the round table in surprise, she didn't even realize it: "How can I possibly prevent a god from awakening?" Her mind was a mess, she didn't know why Milos had chosen her, she was just an ordinary person, she had nothing to do with the gods, in fact she thought she was receptive enough. Since escaping from Buch, a series of changes around her have made her dizzy, and she has finally figured out a clue, barely adapting to the current status of a knight cadet, and then suddenly, a god suddenly asks her to help prevent it from resurrecting?

What is she going to do? Pull out the Lionheart Sword and stab the God of Giants to death with a single sword? Of course, perhaps in the future legend, it may be written that in the last decade of the summer of the Year of the Sword, the female knight Freya assassinated the last god, Milos, the father of the frost giants, and after the knight of the azure, truly ended the age of the gods. Over time, these accounts would then be sealed in the scrolls, stored in the lowest layers of the wizards' parchment literature, and would not be revisited until thousands of years later.

Freya suddenly interrupted her delusion, blushed and quickly shook her head, what is this, no matter how you think about it, it is obviously a god, how can she be killed by a mortal. How to pull out the Lionheart Sword and stab the god of giants to death with a sword and then be recorded in history This kind of thing is very out of tune, if Brando guy came to write history, maybe such a thing could have happened, anyway, it's the same absurdity.

She patted her cheek lightly, trying to quiet herself and waiting for Milos to speak.

Milos seemed to wait a moment before speaking:

"It's actually very simple, just pull out the Lionheart Sword and stab me to death when I wake up."

Freya's eyes widened. With his mouth half-open, he forgot to put down the action of slapping his face, as if he was petrified, and froze there.

Milos burst out laughing, "Your imagination is rich, little girl. But as you might think, it's not that simple. ”

Freya blinked her eyes, her long eyelashes fluttering slightly, and she paused for a moment to realize that the father of giants was teasing her. This made her a little angry, what can she say, it was a god, a god and a mortal joke, is there a precedent in history? Even if it's a god, though. It's also a weird guy with Brando, Freya scolded in her heart, but after a moment, she suddenly reacted and looked over a little panicked: "You, can you see what I'm thinking?" ”

"After all, I'm a god anyway, don't worry, little girl, I don't care about your little offense." The voice laughed.

That means you've actually heard it. Just didn't care, Freya's face turned red. She opened her mouth, but she couldn't speak.

"Let's get down to business, little girl, it's really not that difficult for you."

"Why, I'm just an ordinary person, and you suddenly asked me to stop you from waking up. This is impossible to do. Freya shook her head, also thinking she couldn't do it.

"It's because you're an ordinary person that I chose you." The voice replied.

Freya was slightly stunned, she heard the words in this sentence, and asked a little confusedly, "Why?" ”

"Because in such a time. Only ordinary people have the power to decide their fate. The voice paused, "Have you heard the story of the Azure Knight?" ”

"Are you saying that the azure knight pierced the sky and caused the stars to fall to the ground, thus bringing the legend of the mortal age?" Freya suddenly felt a little melancholy, and she nodded: "When I was very young, I heard such bedside stories. She didn't finish some words, at that time the mountains of Buchi were still verdant and green, and in the spring, the mountains and fields were full of flowers, and the war seemed to be a distant term, and who would have thought that ten years later there would be today?

The owner of the voice seemed to see that the girl's love was low, and he gently relieved: "I'm sorry to remind you of the past." But this story is very important to you and to me. ”

"Isn't that a fairy tale?" Freya looked up and asked, stunned.

"So do you believe it ever happened?"

That's a good question, and Freya was there for a moment, did she believe in myths? Whether it is Eruin or Cruz, there are many myths and legends, far like the records in the poems of the cang, close like the stories of the ancestor Eck and his knights to expand the territory, and even folk legends, such as those stories that scare children in the forest, black prophetic books, but should people believe these stories, some of these stories are apocryphal, some are true, but after decades or even hundreds of thousands of years, and more or less after artistic exaggeration, It has long lost its original face.

Perhaps the legend of the Prophet Ek is still at hand, and the story of the Lord of Fire and the other three sages is only the glorious narrative on the frescoes, and the earlier legends of twilight are as far away as a dream, and those dreams have sweet dreams and nightmares, but no one can say, those are true and those are false.

Freya was stunned for a moment before asking, "That's true, right?" ”

"Some yes, but it did happen, in this land."

Freya knew that Milos's next words might be the point, and she fell silent and listened to the father of the frost giants. The surroundings were quiet, Chai He burned in the fireplace and made a mooring sound, sometimes she felt that this spacious room might be located in the middle of some deep mountain, and even felt the trembling of the legendary mountain from the depths of the mountain, and at some point, a low, humming sound echoed all around.

The tea has a lingering fragrance, the tea beads that have been sprinkled on the tablecloth have not yet dissipated their temperature, the silver knife and fork reflect the warm luster of the candlelight, and the faint flames on the white porcelain tea tray are swaying, bright or dark.

"It has to do with the war of the Dragon of Dusk, where the gods are at odds over the future of this world, Martha. Our mother, as always, watched us from the top of the hall. It was the Tower of Babel, which was in ruins due to the war - but at least for that time, it was the center of civilization, with a golden temple with a marble floor as beautiful as clouds. The gods were in the middle of the line, and I could only stand at the end of the long queue, and when the argument was at its highest, the sound of Alpheus and the Crystal echoed throughout the hall. ”

"Is it the Raging Dragon and the Knowledge Dragon?"

"Yes."

"'Why are we carrying out this plan?' Alpheus said so harshly that he was the most irascible of all his mother's children, and Tiamat, though more resolute, was much calmer than he was. The voice recounted, as if telling a story of what he had seen with his own eyes: "The crystal did not return the favor, but Alpheus continued to mock: 'The bronze generation has been lost. In my opinion, it is more in line with the beauty of order to return to the ancient times. We shouldn't have to listen to those stupid lies, let alone leave the decision in the hands of the waste, it's a twilight conspiracy that can catch us all. 'Shut up, Alpheus. At this point, the crystal finally opened its mouth. She was the youngest sister of Alpheus, and their relationship was once considered stronger by the gods than the immortal pinnacle that would never break. But at this moment, there are also faint cracks. They are also the mother's children, do you mean to make the mother sad by that? Under his sister's aggressive attack, Alpheus also panicked: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. He replied, but the wisdom of the crystal is endless. She continued: 'As you say, the arbiters will naturally judge right and wrong, and our task is to guard the functioning of the order, not to interfere with it. Here, you can only choose yes or no. After a moment of silence, Alpheus replied: 'I will not agree. He looked at his sister, his disappointment overflowing, and the break between the two was like the birth of a new sea, and the chasm quickly formed and could not be bridged. ”

Freya listened to the story quietly, even if she just listened to Milos's description, she could imagine the fierce dispute on the Floating Cloud Temple, but she felt a little strange why there was a dispute between the gods, shouldn't they have always been the guardians of the world of order, like a gentle elder, silently guarding all the living beings on the Vaynd continent. Whether it is slander or gratitude, that favor always comes from heaven, but there is never any demand.

"Why?" She finally couldn't help but open her mouth: "'Those waste', are you talking about us?" ”

Milos's voice paused for a moment: "Yes, our dispute stems from a choice. ”

"Choose?"

"Whether to continue the mistakes made since the time of the gods, or to leave the choice to mortals, especially when facing an enemy like the Dragon of Dusk, such a choice is extremely heavy even for the gods."

"But why did you make such a choice?" Freya asked.

"Do you know the Bronze Generation?"

Freya frowned and shook her head.

"Actually, you've seen them." The voice prompted.

The girl was slightly stunned, but this time Milos didn't let her continue to guess, but replied directly: "The term "Bronze Generation" is rarely mentioned anymore, and the people of silver and gold have destroyed the relevant documents, and the few preserved parts are also locked in forbidden places that ordinary people can't reach. Because it once proved the mistakes of Lord Martha, although the mother didn't care, it didn't mean that we children could accept it lightly, and the Bugas were the same - and the bronze generation was the monsters scattered across the earth. Once on the earth, except for the glorious people of order, it is the seed of chaos twilight, and in view of the monsters between order and chaos, there is no zài in this world. ”

Freya was completely stunned, she knew the ethnic group of gold, she also knew the people of silver, and she knew the generation of black iron, but she had never heard of the original monster, the bronze remnants between silver and black iron, but how could this be, she subconsciously rubbed her forehead, feeling a little dizzy in her head. The owner of the voice, apparently aware of this, asked, "Do you feel a little strange?" ”

Freya nodded.

"Then we have to start with the order of the ancient times."

……

Kou Hua's cold voice echoed over the hall—

"Before the world of Vaynd was born in the light, the gods and Martha, the supreme being, appeared in the midst of chaos. With Martha's help, the gods weaved this world and created 17,000 gods to govern it. Then the gods created a golden race from the blood and corpses of the gods, which is the origin of the golden race. ”

"The ethnicity of gold. A servant, a warrior, a staunch guardian of order. ”

"Then there was the Silver Generation, and the Silver Generation was because Martha made a pact with the four elemental monarchs to take the elements as their bodies. The people of zào were created with the blood of the people of the golden race. There are thousands of people of silver, who live in the kingdom of the earth, and who are the subjects of order. ”

"This is the classical order of antiquity, and it is also the most glorious era, the Tower of Babel stands in the center of the world, watching over the earth, and there is a fortress on each of the four borders of the kingdom, Valhalla and Avalon are just one of them. Legend has it that the floor was paved with silver at that time. The sky shimmers with diamonds, the trees bear golden fruits, and the rivers flow with rich milk. ”

"But such a glorious dynasty has still fallen in the twilight."

"In the next two epochs, the gods rebuilt the world twice, but what was the result? The gods and people have passed away one by one, and there are only a few words about the wisdom of the ancients that have fallen to this day, and civilization has been the most glorious victory for the Dragon of Dusk. Or from the last war. ”

And just as she was saying these words, the entire spiral hall. It was irrepressibly overturning under the control of some force - the central platform had been completely twisted under the great force, and more than a dozen long bridges were twisted into twists and dragged into the abyss below, Brando had been saved by this sudden change before, but he immediately realized that this was just a way out of the wolf's den and into the tiger's mouth.

The reason for the first qiē was because of Kou Hua's previous actions.

Everyone's attention was focused on the fierce battle in the middle, and Brando and the little female dragon happened to be raiding Anlek, and there was chaos on the side. The eldest daughter of Isis, however, took advantage of this moment to fly towards the Grey Sword Saint Mephistopheles. She only symbolically fought Mephistopheles once in mid-air, and was slashed in the waist by the Gray Sword Saint's sword, just when Mephistopheles was still wondering why this Chaos Era demigod-level being was so vulnerable, Kou Hua took advantage of the force of the Gray Sword Saint's blow and fell in a certain direction.

The direction in which she fell was right in the middle of the hall. And behind her, apart from the throne above the platform, there was only the amethyst that was half-suspended in the air.

At that time, the battle situation was so stalemate, how could the two sides of the battle have the strength to see what direction Kou Hua fell, but it was this neglect that gave her the greatest opportunity. The moment he approached the amethyst, Kou Hua turned around in mid-air and grabbed the amethyst with one claw. If Mephistopheles noticed Kou Hua's subtle movements, she would definitely be wary of her previous false miss, because the force of this grasp was so terrifying, at least it had the strength of the peak of the law, and under one claw, the crystal suddenly shattered piece by piece.

Then, in an instant, there was a scene where Brando had dodged the lizardman sword Saint before.

The spiral hall shook violently, and then the entire ground spun and sank downward, and all the long bridges above the abyss were torn into a long thin band, except for a few people with flying abilities or spells, most of them, even including those black-robed knights, fell down on their footing at the first time. Brando only knew something was wrong at this time, he looked up, and could barely see the azure spear in Akane on the other side of the hall piercing the wall in his hand, and luckily did not fall, but there was no trace of Laurenna and his wife in the crowd, let alone the little prince and the eldest son of the Cruz people.

The Charles were also silent, and Brando tried to make contact with his mind, but only felt a murmur coming from below, something disturbing the spiritual world of everyone in the hall.

And in this place, he can only think of one thing.

In a moment, he saw a huge mouth suddenly emerge from the darkness below, it looked like a giant sandworm, the gaping mouth was densely covered with thousands of teeth, and Brando knew what it was at a glance - the Frost Fang, this damn thing was here, it didn't live in the glacier, but was locked under this hall.

He should have thought of it a long time ago.

But he grasped the edge of the bridge with one hand, and looked up, looking at Kouhua in mid-air with some bewilderment, and some understanding what the eldest daughter of Isis was trying to do—he had never heard of such a play in the game.

"I experienced that war firsthand."

Kou Hua floated in mid-air, and finally finished this last sentence, her eyes were a little confused, as if she was reminiscing.

……

(PS: The second update is here, today is 10,000 words a day, don't wait and see, please give it.) Do you want to continue to watch the 10,000-word update tomorrow, hurry, give some momentum, o(-v-)o roll~. (To be continued......)