If the trial of the mountain was a dream, then for Brando, this dream was gradually crumbling at this time.

After the spatial rift that he and Bai had seen before swept through the sky, the whole trial became unstable, and many blank areas appeared in the space, and the broken ice and rocks let out a terrifying roar and rolled down towards these cracks, and the glacier soon split in four or five, and the avalanche that was a hundred times more spectacular than he had experienced before came in waves, as if it was about to completely crush the world.

There is no way to continue in the collapsed world that can be called a 'road', and if he is still in his previous state, I am afraid that he will be dead by now, but the truth is that his current state is much better than before.

Bai's words gave him great help, since he already knew that this was a spiritual world, then no matter how terrifying the scene was staged in front of his eyes, Brando only needed to be firm and unwavering, so naturally he would not be harmed in the slightest.

He stepped forward step by step, as if he had made a way out of this frantic scene - at this moment, even the white fog attached to his spiritual world did not dare to speak cynically, she was frightened, although she knew the nature of this world better than the former, but she did not have the outrageous will attribute of Brando, even if she understood, but her heart was still not immune from the influence of the current qiē.

She could only nervously wait for the outcome - whether Brando would conquer the trial or die with her.

But Brando saw a strange scene at this moment-

He saw that in this crumbling world, a wide avenue appeared, which was also a snowy field, but it was not affected by the crumbling glaciers around it in the slightest. Everything collapses and collapses on both sides of it, and disappears in parallel on both sides of it, but it does not move. It's like a world of complete silence.

Also in Brando's spiritual world, Bai Nature, who observed the world with the help of Brando's gaze, also saw such a scene, and she lost her voice and said: "The sages lead the way......"

Brando looked up, and a back figure carved into his eyes.

It was an emerald color that was so different from this snowy world that he couldn't even see the thin figure walking in the snowfield, one deep and one shallow, but only a cloak was flying. It's like a flag.

"It's ......"

Brando's pupils contracted in circles.

In this world, there was an epic: the knight named Azure shattered the sky, caused the stars to fall to the ground, and announced the end of an era.

He wields the holy spear in the firmament, guarding the night of mortals.

But he is not an extraordinary person.

"And are you mortal, Brando?"

"I am."

"Are you mortal, Sophie?"

“……”

Brando was silent. There seemed to be two voices in my heart asking and answering themselves.

"Keep up!"

"Keep up, Brando!" Shiro's voice shouted anxiously in his head.

But he turned a deaf ear.

Suddenly, he saw the Silver Queen standing in front of him and looking at him in horror, and the hope in her eyes was extinguished little by little, and finally turned into endless despair.

"Your authority comes from the Society of Truth!" Owena looked at him on the other side, word by word, and said firmly.

He took a step forward, the phantoms of the two of them reduced to pieces behind him.

"Who are you?" Princess Griffiin frowned. Standing in front of him: "My betrothed person is Brando. Cadilloso, it's not you! ”

Brando took another step forward. The phantom of Her Royal Highness the Princess also turned into nothingness.

But he stopped.

He saw Brando, the self who had died in the old mansion in Butch, quietly watching him.

"Where are you from?"

"I ......"

Brando's heart trembled slightly.

The biggest secret in that heart was finally loosened at this moment.

"Actually, you know all about it, don't you?" The other 'he' smiled at him.

"I am mortal, the son of Daurus of the Sword Master, and my grandfather's expectation for me is only to live. No longer get caught up in the whirlpool of non-this. ”

But 60 years after that war, who can see the future? Perhaps this qiē has long been predestined, as a mortal, how can I control my own destiny? ”

"I am you. Brando," Brando replied, "we are no different. ”

"But I'm mortal, are you?" 'Brando' replied in the same way: "You understood when Ovina said that to you, right?" ”

Brando was silent.

Indeed, there was no doubt in his heart.

He has the blood of black iron in his veins, but he has a legacy from his ancestors, and some facts have long been self-evident in silence.

It's just that Sophie, who is a player, how can he have the blood of his ancestors, in reality, he is just an ordinary person.

"Do you understand?" 'Brando' asked again.

He nodded silently.

'Brando' also looked at him silently:

“…… So, Brando, you answer me...... In this world, do mortals really control their destiny? ”

"I don't know," Brando shook his head, "but I believe that maybe one day." ”

"Maybe someday?"

This question suddenly strengthened Brando's heart.

He raised his head, his eyes shining with a certain sparkle of memory, and replied softly, "...... Perhaps I have seen this qiē before, and I have seen that although a civilization has experienced obscurantism and barbarism, murder and disorder, and even today, it is still greedy and indifferent, but I have also seen many gentle and beautiful sides - I at least know that our history has not gone backwards, even if the process is tortuous and long, but I have reason to believe that tomorrow will ......"

"What you see, I never knew, Brando......" The other 'he' shook his head, "So that's the biggest difference between us, I ask you, Brando, will you decide the future of mortals for us?" ”

Brando looked at him.

But he did not answer.

He took a step forward, his phantom returning to nothingness, like a rippling water.

"You're one of us, Brando." A gentle voice rang out.

Brando looked up in amazement and looked at the figure that appeared in front of him. The other party did not turn his head, and stood with his back to him, and the green cloak hung down from his back and fell silently to the ground.

It was only at this time that Brando realized that the snowfields around him had disappeared, and the two of them seemed to be in a void of cosmic space.

All around are twinkling stars.

Brando opened his mouth in a slight surprise, he didn't even know how the other party got to him, and he had a faint feeling in his heart that the other party didn't seem to be a phantom, but a real thing.

The illusion was so strong that it shook him so much that he couldn't say a word.

Bai couldn't make a sound.

The Azure Knight slowly turned around, and Brando realized that the descriptions of the former in various legends and myths were not fiction, but he couldn't see the other party's face clearly.

The Azure knight held up a sword in his hand and said to him, "It is a duty to you that the people you protect depend on you. And when you make up your mind, you change the fate of others, and although you don't answer the question, you know it in your heart. ”

"I'm just here to do what I want to do," Brando countered, "and I'm not hurting anyone. ”

"In fact, instead of harming them, you have protected them, just like Martha and the gods, but sometimes such grace is unintentional."

"It's not a favor, it's trust in each other," Brando's heart hardened, he shook his head: "Even without me, people would fight for themselves, protect their homes and loved ones, and no one is qualified to decide the fate of others." ”

"And what you're doing—"

"I'm just one of them, and it doesn't make any difference, my lord. Maybe I'm stronger, and I don't mind someone holding me up and moving forward with me. If one day I lose my strength, so will I, because civilization and order are not a single individual. Our kingdom and society are built through interconnectedness, and no one can be left alone. ”

The Azure Knight nodded, and he picked up the sword in his hand, "Then are you ready to take my sword?" ”

Shiro became excited, and she looked at Brando in disbelief - in fact, as an alternate, Brando didn't seem very strange to her, and before the Battle of the Sages, although there were fewer candidates in each era than in the last, there were still some.

In fact, Brando was not the best candidate she had ever seen, and even seemed a little clumsy, if it weren't for her reminder and rescue, the other party might have died in the glacier long ago, and before that, she had never heard that the candidate needed to rely on others to help him pass the guò trial.

But the same -

She hadn't heard of anyone who could meet the will of the Azure Knight in the midst of a trial. Almost irrepressibly, the words of the legendary Black Prophecy came to her, especially when the Azure Knight picked up the sword in front of her.

Because only she understood what the sword symbolized.

She finally couldn't help but shout in Brando's mind, "Quick, promise him, Brando!" That's the Amber Sword! You may be the one Tata told the fire goblin about, pick it up, maybe you can bring a glimmer of hope to the world! ”

But Brando didn't stretch out his hand, he just stood there quietly.

"You're crazy!" Bai was a little furious: "You don't understand what you're doing, how can you live up to the hopes of those who believe in you?" ”

"I'm not crazy," Brando shook his head, "Lady Tiamas, do you think our world can really be saved with a sword?" ”

…… (To be continued......)