Brando smiled bitterly, he shouldn't have made such a big move in the first place in his original plan, but he didn't expect the power of the law in his body to automatically explode, opening the door to the peak of the law to him in the middle of the battle.

In the eyes of others, this is an unthinkable benefit, how many people have been stuck in front of this gate all their lives, and every time they enter the realm of elements, it is a precious opportunity that cannot be reached.

Only a true genius can go to the end on this road.

Even if it was a once-in-a-century talent like his teacher, the Gray Sword Saint Mephistopheles, he hadn't wandered in front of the gate of the Extreme Plains for decades?

But at the moment, Brando is difficult to understand.

The reason is that the five mountains in front of you are overwhelming.

In fact, he had made a small fuss before, just to avoid attracting the attention of the extreme power, but he didn't expect to fall short, when he missed to show this level of strength, the silver queen really made a move immediately, but now it was nearly a quarter of an hour earlier than he expected.

Five Extremes, two against Mephistopheles and two against Sidney, it looks like the Silver Queen has one specially prepared for him.

Brando couldn't help but think to himself, Her Majesty really looked up to herself.

Then he forcibly suppressed the seed of law that was about to stir in his body - once he crossed the side of truth, a spark of law would be left in the realm of elements, and when he reached the extreme realm, this nurtured spark would form the realm of the individual - that is, the Extreme Plain.

This spark is also called the first light of Vahnde, because the sages want to gain true wisdom in this light, which is the origin of all things born from water, from light to spirit, and from fire to wisdom in the poem of Cangzhi.

However, Brando did not dare to accept this law seed at the moment, because the strong enemy was ahead. He didn't dare to break through the realm recklessly.

But to his great distress, this spark was extremely active, ten thousand times more active than the seed of the law that he had born in the past when he was in the game, and he felt as if something was resonating with it, inspiring it to take root immediately.

He didn't know if this was an inevitable reaction of the power of existence, or if he was more special.

But go on like this. This means that it will be difficult for him to concentrate on the next battle, which is undoubtedly a big problem.

Fortunately, the five Extreme Realm powerhouses did not make a direct attack at the first time, and Brando raised his head to look at them, knowing that behind these people was the will of the Queen, and that the Silver Queen was probably watching what happened here.

She didn't let them make a move, that is, there was something to say.

Sure enough, a voice descended on the sky above the Cold Dew Manor.

"Descendants of Darus."

The Silver Queen's voice was unexpectedly young, almost like a girl, and Brando was stunned for a moment. Only then did I remember that the other party's age was permanently fixed at fifteen years old.

However, this voice exudes an impersonal coldness, as if to imply the moodiness of its owner.

In the manor, and in the surrounding forest, everyone raised their heads, and the city guards, the Forbidden Army, and the Flame Knights knelt down on one knee and placed their left hands on their chests in a supreme tribute to the owner of the voice.

"When your grandfather was alive, Eruin was the closest ally of the Empire. It was also the most glorious era of Eruin, and the world called it Anson's revival. But what are you doing now? ”

"You have repeatedly obstructed the Empire, and you have also tried to support the Empire's insurgents, and you have disappointed Lone, Brando, and your grandfather."

The Silver Queen's voice paused for a moment.

"According to the laws of the Empire, it is not a pity that you should have died. But Darus has an old relationship with me, and the Earth Sword Saint was once the commander of the Templar Alliance, and the Empire owes him a favor, so I give you a chance. ”

"Surrender to loneliness—"

"Or death."

Brando felt the pressure on him loosen, and he couldn't help but grind his teeth. It doesn't feel good to be controlled by others because of this kind of fate that doesn't belong to you, although the other party is a famous figure in history, and there is nothing to be ashamed of being suppressed by them.

He raised his head, and his voice resounded throughout the forest: "Your Majesty, when the King of Fire established the Temple, he also established Cruz, the kingdoms under the Temple, and the Empire has always been the spokesperson of the Temple. ”

"And Eruin, too—"

"In fact, before you closed this door, the envoys of Eruin, along with the next person, had arrived in Rune, to say that you have never lacked the loyalty of Eruin, and certainly not the loyalty of our little count in the middle of nowhere."

"But now," Brando asked in a loud voice, "Is it the Silver Queen of the Cruz, the Emperor of the Temples and the Empire, who has made me allegiance, or is it the Dark Dragon of Maldos who has commanded me to be allegiance?" ”

Brando's answer was resounding, and there was silence inside and outside the manor, drawing everyone to look at the sky.

Even the Flame Knights, they need to know where their honor and pride come from. Is he the inheritor of the bloodline and faith of the Fire King? He is also a changemaker who will revolutionize the world and correct the mistakes of the past.

But are the Cruz really worthy of the glory of the Minr?

I'm afraid no one but the Silver Queen will be able to answer this question.

Her Majesty the Queen herself was silent for a moment.

She stood at her desk and looked at Brando, who was displayed on the crystal ball, with a calm expression:

It's really like, almost the same face, the same stubbornness and stubbornness, and you can vaguely see the person's past demeanor between the eyebrows.

But what she saw in this face was not only the impression that belonged to Darus, but also the one she had lost.

Those who only lingered in the deepest part of her memory belonged to the past.

"You have also accepted Odin's inheritance and fate, and you should understand what Gu saw."

"In that case, you should understand what is right and what is wrong, and what good is it for us to defend the lies of the sages?"

"To maintain this false peace?"

She shook her head: "Lone has heard too many words like this, the Buga people, the dragons, the silver elves, and in the future that Lone sees, our world is so fragile. Maintaining the status quo will not help us beat the twilight. ”

The wind blew from the other side of the mountains and rivers, and the war-torn forest made a gentle rustling sound, and the silence of this moment seemed to tell something in the hearts of everyone.

What Her Majesty saw on the battlefield of the final battle was indeed the threat of dusk, and Brando understood. At that moment he felt a voice whispering something in his heart, but he listened. But it is ethereal and incomprehensible.

It was like a whisper in the wind.

It sighed in a low voice, that Mardos had been gone for so long, that a thousand years ago, the last ruler of the empire had made such a choice-

The Silver Queen awaited his answer.

Brando was silent for a moment before speaking again, "Your Majesty, Honorable Queen, you are supreme. ”

"On your throne, one decision of yours can affect the fate of countless people, Your Majesty. Countless people live because of you, and countless people can die because of you, depending on your word. ”

"I have no intention of changing your will, but I just want to say that there are many paths in this world, and not all of them lead to hatred."

The wind rustled against the treetops, and Brando had a certain realization in his heart, as if he heard the voice that haunted the forest like a ghost, and he sighed:

A millennium ago. His Majesty the Emperor chose to put an end to hatred.

That's why it's called a fool.

A look of surprise flashed in Andreg's eyes as she lay on the ground, and she took out the Scepter of Fire from underneath her. The golden flames above the scepter were brightening.

Uneasiness is in the air, and some unknown factor behind the world of laws is restless.

In that instant, the wind in the forest began to get stronger.

"That's why Mardos fails," replied the Queen coldly, "those good-sounding lies are the cancer that spreads in this world, and the blood-dripping dagger has been plunged deep into your heart as you listen to its sweet words." ”

Brando shook his head: "Your Majesty." Mardos did not perish on Odin's choice alone, and he made this decision precisely because he saw no hope—"

That empire of the past will not save the world.

But has a thousand years of time really erased hatred?

The Silver Queen sneered: "Odin made this choice, so what is the result?" A thousand years ago. He chose to put an end to a qiē, and a thousand years later, civilization is still trapped by hatred, what have the so-called sages brought us? Four empires fighting each other? ”

The forest near the manor danced wildly with the canopy, and the knights of the forest all looked at the sudden gust of wind with some confusion, the summer had long since disappeared, could it be that there would be heavy rain at this time?

Among the five Extreme Realms, only Saipan, the Tower Rebel, turned his head slightly, as if looking for something in the void, and then frowned.

Brando, too, was under the wind, his long hair fluttering, and he held his head high and said to the Silver Queen, "But at least four sages have put an end to the Miner's harsh rule over the land, Your Majesty." ”

The Silver Queen sneered, as if mocking Brando's innocence: "Strict rule will not ruin the world, but twilight will, don't you understand?" There is not much time left for this world, and the short-sighted do not see the dangers ahead, and if we leave it alone and wait for their destruction, Lone is saving them-"

"But what you've done has only put more people in trouble, Your Majesty."

The Silver Queen disagreed: "Naturally, in order to go back to the road of the past, there will inevitably be countless people who shed their blood and sacrifice for it, but it is all worth it, because we made mistakes back then, so we must pay the price now." ”

"You find it hard to understand?" Her voice was a little contemptuous: "Descendants of Darus, you should understand that everyone is not alone in this world, you said that the people of the empire will change their fate because of Lone's decision, but why wouldn't Lone and his people come to this point because of the decision of their predecessors?" ”

"And it is precisely because everyone has to pay for the decisions of others that our civilization can be founded."

Brando silently stared at the sky, looking at the unpredictable flowing clouds under the night, and at this moment, a certain string in his heart was faintly touched.

A heavy number of figures and things appeared in front of him, as if he had seen the past history that Odysphes had let him see, as well as the illusion that existed in history.

He saw the arrogance of the Empire, the two Empires, which were now overlapping with each other.

The wind swirled and flew into the night sky with scattered leaves. They frantically converge together like a torrent in the sky.

Brando suddenly understood something.

"Your Excellency, ......," Andreg suddenly shouted.

He looked back.

In the sky, the Silver Queen changed her tone at the same moment, and she shouted condescendingly:

"Descendants of Darus."

"The manor you're in now is called Hanlu, and it was built one hundred and fifty years ago. There have been several owners, but it was Madame Berisha who lived here the longest. ”

"That woman likes it here because in this manor she can overlook the entire capital of the Empire."

"When all the living beings were at her feet, she saw those who were at the bottom of the empire -- you know, people who were born tormented by calamities, pains, wars, and all sorts of things, but they didn't understand where their sorrows came from, so they often felt miserable."

"And what about us. As aristocrats or rulers, we can clearly see our own weaknesses and see how fate has left a deep mark on us, but because of this, we also feel pain and sorrow. ”

"But no matter how much the twin goddesses manipulate the thread of fate, no matter how oppressive and suffocating this world is, no matter how painful it is, we will still move forward silently - and so the empire and civilization will move forward step by step."

"And this. It is our struggle that is the true meaning of the way of Jin Yan. ”

"Do you understand? If we abandon those who can't keep up with us. Or let them indulge in illusory self-comfort and escape, and even we ourselves choose to escape from this unselectable qiē—"

"So, what will the world be?"

The Queen's voice became cold and sharp: "When you choose to be alone, you have already betrayed everyone. ”

"The so-called nobility and staying out of the matter of the aristocracy is actually just a betrayal of their own class, and there is no nobility in solitude. There is only a manifestation of indifference and selfishness. ”

"And the tragedy of Maldos stems from the fact that the nobles of the Miner people chose to flee at the last moment, and Odin renounced their faith, leading the blood of previous generations to be shed in vain."

"So, he's a fool!"

The forest fell silent. Only the sound of the wind sweeping through the mountains remained, and the knights seemed to be lost in thought, and they put down their swords with a thoughtful look in their eyes.

The queen's graceful voice said to them:

"So, lonely knights!"

"The Cruz do not fall because they lose a faith, on the contrary, because the lonely people are proud enough to face their mistakes."

"And the descendants of Darus, a speck of dust cannot hide the glory of history, wiping it away will only make the empire more brilliant."

The Silver Queen's voice resounded throughout the sky:

"So the lonely empire, the lonely people, do you understand your glory?"

"You are glorified because you are on the side of truth—"

The sparkle in people's eyes lit up.

Only for a moment, all the Imperial soldiers present raised their swords in the air.

But in the sky, Richard and Royer suddenly frowned.

The restlessness in the air is becoming manic.

But Her Majesty didn't let them make a move, so they could only wait quietly.

Brando watched the scene with cold eyes.

For some reason, he suddenly felt a little distracted, but in the midst of this frenzy, he saw the wind in the forest and slowly quieted down.

And the Silver Queen's voice also fell silent.

The knights' three shouts also fell silent.

"Brando......" Andreg shouted again, feeling the scepter of fire in her hand tremble slightly.

But this time Brando was unheard.

He looked up, his answer already in his mind.

"Perhaps you are right, Your Majesty," he began, "but there is a problem. ”

"You're confident that you've changed everyone's fate, but what if you're wrong?"

The Silver Queen fell silent.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

"Ridiculous." Her voice was full of disdainful sarcasm: "The sages proved this result with the fall of an empire and a thousand years, how could Lone be wrong?" ”

……

How could it be wrong to be lonely?

Brando's mind was empty.

Arrogance breeds in the human heart, but people often do not notice it.

They believed that they were born noble and superior to all others, and that the Minr of Mardos perished, and today history repeats itself, intimately linking the fates of the two empires.

Brando felt as if he was in a world where everything was quiet.

But there is a voice in my heart that is becoming extremely clear and accurate.

It is the majestic pulse of fate, which brings together countless times, countless destinies, and countless voices.

Converged into just one word:

Fight.

The feverish blood flowed in his body, rolling and roaring, rushing and screaming, but his heart was extremely quiet, quietly looking at the grotesque scene in front of him, and his eyes seemed to have passed through the shackles of time for a moment.

He saw Mardos perished in flames.

I saw the Cruz Empire born out of the flames.

The old and the new alternate, but not because a hero gave victory to his people; It is the interweaving of the fates of countless people, all of whom are involved in it, writing an epic with flames.

And so the empire was born--

It is not a heroic legend in itself, but a struggle that belongs to everyone.

Countless individuals converged into a vision of history, and Brando's eyes were on them one by one in the long river of fate, and his heart was shocked beyond his own.

It is a glorious hymn, but it does not belong to any one person, nor to a certain sage.

Even if he is a small individual, he is still in it.

And this moment.

Brando finally understood in his heart why he would be resisted by the Flame Blade, he shook his head lightly, and laughed bitterly at himself: "I once thought that I never considered myself a hero, but I didn't expect such a yearning to be hidden in my heart, Odysphes, thank you for letting me recognize my arrogance ......"

A voice in his heart immediately answered him.

The voice was full of kindness.

But suddenly another voice rang out, and it drowned out the previous one: "Arrogance is the ambition of a teenager, and heroism is the romance of a man, and this is not something to be ashamed of—"

The voice was spoken by a magnetic male voice.

Brando turned his head and was shocked to see a tall man walking out of him, a tall man with a crimson cloak burning like a flame behind him.

His long hair shone like pure gold, and his eyes were blue like the purest seawater.

He held a long sword engraved with what looked like gold and fire, and on it were inscribed with these small words:

'Motsvissatarsie-' (Flame Hammer Forges Destiny)

It was the Holy Sword Odysphes.

The man patted him on the shoulder, only smiling at him.

"Go ahead and do it, I'm with you."

……

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