"Failed, we have held on to the battlefield for 20 years, and we have completely failed." Danas leaned against the corpse, looked at the magic mecha that was walking in the distance, and threw away the sword in his hand in a decadent manner: "Can we only wait for death?" ”

Arator poured the last sip of wine and closed his eyes: "At the last moment, I was really unwilling, obviously the light was in front of us, but did we get the most terrifying despair?" This world is really unfair, it has been holding out for twenty years, but it is going to die at this time. ”

No one on the city wall wants to face this sorrow of despair to the abyss, and this sorrow is getting heavier and heavier with the arrival of the magic mecha.

Not reconciled? Don't want to admit it? Don't want it to end like this?

Everyone is unwilling, unwilling, and wants to fight against this hopeless future, but what is the use? In the face of the powerful magic mecha, their resistance is as fragile as ants, not even as good as ants, and they can only passively wait for the final judgment.

The brittle walls of tissue paper will be torn apart by mechs, the weak will be crumpled into meat sauce by steel, there is no point in resisting, and resistance will only bring greater despair.

"Because we're so weak, so weak that we can't even pick up a weapon in the face of this kind of thing, it's like livestock, waiting to die in a cage, waiting to be slaughtered, waiting to be skinned, waiting to be completely devoured by even our souls, right?"

A voice came from behind the defensive line, and Actos, holding his staff and a piece of whitish rag wrapped around it, walked towards the city gate step by step.

Brother Arthur and Martha followed behind him, weapons tightly in their hands, step by step, towards the city gate, as if they couldn't wait to enter hell, in the direction of the magic mecha.

"We are really weak, so weak that we are humiliated, humble, and humble, and we can't even hurt the fingers of the strong." Actos muttered to himself, "Isn't that the law of the jungle the truth of the world?" The weak die, the strong survive. The garbage, which exists as food for the strong, stays in the cages of gods and demons, quietly waiting for the harvest, waiting for death to come, and then turning into nourishment, making the strong stronger and the weak weaker. ”

He held his head high, unable to see whether his face was crying or laughing: "This truth is so simple, so simple that it is painful, it is desperate, like the shackles of the abyss, firmly locking our world, so that we can only live in this twisted circle, humbly praying, and finally turning into something that is not even scum." ”

Alator looked at Actos, a little unbelievable that this was what he said, if it was usual, he would have punched it a long time ago, but at this moment, in this case, he didn't bother to do it, anyway, sooner or later he would die, besides, he didn't know why, he felt that what Aktos said was very reasonable.

"The weak should be ruled in this world, and the strong are born with the right to everything?" Aktos walked forward unhurriedly, and the staff in his hand was held tightly by him: "Someone told me that this world is like this, the strong rule the weak, the strong have everything, and in this world the weak are meaningless garbage. And then, you're really garbage? Will only hide under the wings of the gods, or in the shadow of demons? ”

"Whew! I don't admit this twisted world! What kind of jungle?! What weak are born to rule?! What locks the chain of human rank?! What strong survive, and the weak drown?! Actos slammed the staff in his hand into the ground: "Fuck your uncle's jungle!" Fuck your uncle's law of the jungle!! Fuck your uncle's birth is unequal!! ”

The light slowly emerged from Actos's body, weak but not to be ignored, he clenched his staff and shouted hoarsely, "When did this disgusting thing become the truth!! The world is definitely not like this!! The path of the strong is littered with the corpses of the weak, and the weak hold up the cornerstone of the world with their bodies!! Without mortals, you gods, demons and strong men are nothing, a group of parasites lying on the stomach in the world sucking blood, when did they actually become masters in turn? ”

"I will never admit this kind of thing, I will never admit this distorted cause and effect," Actos remembered the seemingly weak but prying the world in the memory fragments, they were obviously weak, but they were able to forge the red power that pry the world for a common ideal, a common belief, and pull down those beings on the throne, smash and crush them. A sentence from a book came to his mind, violently stirring his heart: "We are born free!" Who dares to be on top??!! ”

The entire Glory Castle was silent, there was not a single sound, except for the sound of huge footsteps approaching in the distance, everyone looked at Arctos like a madman, but what was this strange feeling in their hearts? Why? Obviously just crazy words, how did such rebellious words come out of this person's mouth?

"I have no past, no memory of my own," Actos slammed his empty left hand into his chest with a fist, "I have only one thing, and that is my own heart, a complete, mortal heart!" Never compromise, never give up, can tolerate failure, but never compromise mortal heart! Unless I die, no one wants me to throw in the towel! ”

As he walked forward, some of the soldiers took up their weapons and silently followed the priest: "I know my weakness, I know my lowliness, I know that I am so weak, so powerless, that I am inferior to ants to those beings who stand on the throne of heaven. But I am not reconciled, I am not reconciled to die like an ant, like a maggot in the mud pit, even if I die, I will die on the way forward, on the way to the seat of heaven. ”

With his hands outstretched, Arctos saw the entire line of defense, the soldiers of Fort Glory, and the desperate mortals: "Answer me!" Why do you despair, why despair! Looking at their bowed heads: "Answer me!!" Tell me, why should we bow our heads, why should we wait powerlessly in the face of them for death, for destruction! Tell me!!! ”

Picking up the weapons in their hands, the eyes of these soldiers were filled with something indescribable: "We are weak, weak to death, we are garbage, garbage to death!" I've been waiting for twenty years, I've been suffering for twenty years, and I know that there is nothing to be afraid of, why should I be afraid, I don't even have the courage to resist?! ”

"What else do we have? What are we left with? I ask you, obviously there is nothing, nothing, family, friends, power, wealth...... What do you have left? Isn't there only one rotten life left, only these swords in his hand and the little hope in his heart?! Aren't there only the comrades-in-arms around you, the partners who have nothing left with you? What are you still afraid of? How long do you want to be cowardly? "Standing in front of the gates of Fort Glory, the figure of Actos was buried in the shadows, and only the voice came out.

"Twenty years ago, weren't you already dead? Isn't there already nothing? I ask you, what are the dead people afraid of?! Aktos's hand slapped on the city gate fiercely: "Aren't you left with this still moving corpse and the unwillingness in your heart?" Isn't there only this ruined city, this fortress that can be pushed down at a moment's notice? The demons out there, the monsters who use us as toys, the bastards who extinguish the light of hope, they are laughing at us, they are laughing at this dead city with nothing, they are laughing at these undead who don't even know what they are afraid of! ”

"Humiliation? Wrath? Sorrowful? All we have is a weak and humble body, and a mad dog-like mind that is not afraid of anything! Will you throw away even what you have? Faced with those who want to take our last treasure, will you willingly and unresistantly sacrifice what is left of your last remnants? Answer me!!! ”

"I don't want to! Unwillingly! Unwilling!!! An angry roar resounded throughout Fort Glory.

"That's resistance! Fight back! Charge with the last of your dregs! Holy light poured out from Arctos's body, illuminating the entire Glory Castle: "I am mortal, I want to be a mortal, I am proud to be a mortal!" I'm weak, I'm weak, I can't even save two children, I can't even kill a single demon, I don't have a heart connected to invincible power, and I don't even have the strength of a so-called strong man! Actos said with some sadness: "I am just an ordinary person, a mortal who can cry, laugh, suffer for failure, and strive for hope!" Why should this twisted world deprive us of our desire to live, to go home, to seize that little ray of hope? ”

Fiercely pressed the holy light on the city gate, and the heavy city gate was pushed open by the holy light: "I don't believe it, I don't believe that mortals have no power, no ability to control their own destiny!" ”

"A miracle is a miracle because it is beyond the expectations of those beings who are high above, it is something that will never happen, it is a glory that can never exist in them! Miracles favor the weak, those who never give up, only mortals can cause miracles, it is not a miracle, but the light of fate that mortals fight against this twisted ring!!! ”

Sticking his staff into the dirt, he looked up at the magic mecha that was approaching, and the wind howled, blowing the rags on the staff.

Faded, tattered banners fluttered in the wind, as they had been twenty years earlier, on the lands of the Outlands.

Laughing madly, smiling without hesitation, letting the flying dust drift into his mouth and cover himself: "I am a priest, a priest from Azeroth, a mortal priest from Azeroth, a mortal priest from Azeroth who only has healing powers. I don't have powerful attacks, I don't have magnificent magic, I don't have weird spells, I don't have the protection of my ancestors, I don't have a solid shield, I don't have a heart-to-heart animal companion. Only a heart of salvation! Only by the Light! ”

An angel of holy souls emerged from behind Actos, huge wings of light spread over his shoulders, and a calm and peaceful holy light enveloped his body: "I believe in the infinite possibilities of mortals, I believe that justice will never be buried, I believe that kindness will never be forgotten, I believe that kindness will never be despised, I believe that honesty will never be ridiculed, and I believe that people's hearts still yearn for light!" ”

"Wherever my heart is, heaven is!" Actos shouted, "There is no dead after self!!" ”

With Actos' words, a huge barrier of holy light spread out in front of him, illuminating the entire sky, and the poems of divine praise resounded in the sky, and the powerful holy light illuminated all the darkness, and all the magic mechs that were close at hand were burned by the holy light and caused countless damage.

"Come on, let me see the so-called strong, let me see the so-called invincible, let me see what kind of fear you guys hide behind these masks for mortals!" Clenching his staff in both hands, Actos mocked in the face of the huge and terrifying creation: "Clench your weak fist, come and test the strength of the weak, the power of the mortal heart!" ”

A huge projection emerges from the sky, red skin, burning flames - one of the leaders of the Burning Legion, Kilgardan the Fraudster!

"What is this? A mortal priest? You've impressed me, we've conquered many worlds, we've met so many tiny mortals like you, and we think we're able to resist us. What do you think you are? How dare you stop the Burning Legion? Who gave you such guts?! You will be crushed and your soul will be burned in the fires of hell, and this is the punishment for you, for daring to offend the truth of this world. ”

"Fuck your uncle, I'm still afraid of rubbish like you?" A strange smile appeared on Arctos's face, which was distorted by the crazy explosion of holy light in his body: "Life is bearish, if you don't accept it, you will do it, there is a kind of positive on me, the miscellaneous people of the Burning Legion, Lao Tzu fights your mother!! ”

The furious light exploded in an instant, engulfing the entire world.

PS: I don't want to say anything, my back hurts......

In order to apologize for the interruption of the previous day, this chapter is quite a lot. Just sauce purple......