In the end, the father of the burning sun rested in peace.

Roland watched as his giant, which seemed to be taller than the sky, turned to dust, and fell like an avalanche with a silent but mighty momentum.

- The lord of the old era, the king of the fire elementals, has fallen.

After realizing this, a grief that was unforeseen and incomprehensible suddenly welled up in Roland's heart.

It's like seeing a lofty mountain suddenly collapse, or a thousand-year-old levee finally washed away.

All things are in vain, and all things are dead.

Roland understood the meaning of the sentence again.

It's not just life - the world itself is so fragile that the day of decay and destruction seems imminent. When the last days come, when the trumpets of the angels blow, everything that is tied to the old days will be shattered in an instant.

The silver-gray flame in Roland's eyes gradually subsided, and retracted back into his eyes.

Seeing the power of the Sleeping Master, the divine grace that had been hoarded in him and was like a calm sea began to stir again.

Bathed in the ashes of the remains of the Great One, the ashes of Roland's eyes slowly ignited.

The flames had once regarded Roland as their wildest and closest friend, and at this moment, when their king had fallen, the voices of the flames who had been slain by the Sleeping Master whispered in Roland's ears like the most chattering old man, reminding Roland of the greatness of the former father of the sun.

Suddenly, Roland's pupils shrank. As the ashes of lifeless flames ignited under his eyes, the illusion of the past revealed before Roland's eyes.

A giant with six spiral-like wings behind him, a body of pure flame covered in golden-red armor, crouched on the ground, while opposite him was a black silhouette with a completely indiscernible face. At that time, the fire elemental plane was quietly burning with flames, and there was nothing special about it.

A gentle and somewhat hot voice rang out in the giant's mouth, "You're right, Naraku. ”

"I also see evil under the sun: where justice is symbolized, there is evil, and where justice is exercised. I also know that you are also here to tell us these lords that although we are born extraordinary, we are no different from all beings. As all beings die, so do we...... All of us come from Aum the Father, and eventually they will all turn to dust and feed back to Faenns, so that this endless cycle will run forever. ”

"They were all arrogant when they lived, and they all ended up dead...... They are always going to die, their lives are meaningless, but they don't know it. ”

The giant's voice was calm and mournful: "Those who are still alive have some hope, after all, even a living lamb is better than a dead lion." The living know that they will die, but the dead know nothing. Their names are not remembered, their love, their hatred, their jealousy, their mourning have all been reduced to nothingness. and all that is done under this sun will no longer have their part. ”

"- Naraku, my friend. With all due respect, it seems to me that you have done such cruel things. Why don't you let them live forever, and maybe the world will be a much cleaner place. ”

"You don't have to be sad or confused, Nogars."

An emotionless, indifferent voice with overlapping echoes rang out in the air, interrupting the giant's words: "Let me tell you a story...... The story that Father Orm told me. ”

"That was at dusk, when all the civilizations of this world had not yet been swallowed up. There are some relatively backward civilizations whose home planet resources have been exhausted, but they have not yet developed the technology of true interstellar migration...... So, they had to pack the best of them in their only backward ships and let them drift with the flow, hoping to find a guide or inspector before they ran out of energy. ”

"Among them, the most painful group is the so-called 'relayer's generation'. They were born away from their home planet, did not know the color of the sun, did not touch the earth, and could not recite poetry...... And the most desperate thing is that the vast majority of them will not arrive in this lifetime. They are born in the void and die in the void. Their lives are wasted in nothingness, and their only task is to pass on the glory of the past, so that future generations will remember history, and remember that history that will never be forgotten—"

"I know that the lives of most people in this world are meaningless and will be destroyed in the void; I also know that most of them live to suffer sin. But the meaning of life is that future generations can always suffer less of the sins they have suffered. ”

"Don't think about eternal life anymore, my friend. Live in peace," Naraku's flat, emotionless voice rang in Roland's ears, "Father Aum says that everything is uncertain. Just do it with your heart—"

Naraku was only halfway through his last sentence when the illusion came to an abrupt end. It was like a thunderbolt that pulled Roland out of his vision.

His eyes were blank at first, and then a new image began to appear like a television with a bad signal.

I saw that the tutor's right hand seemed to be holding something in his palm. She stood in front of Roland, the lid of the coffin slowly closing, and on the ground, there was nothing left of the ashes that had been reduced by the fire demon's death.

Roland suddenly understood. Why did his illusion suddenly end, and why did the Elder Sleep Mentor ask Roland to summon the coffin.

She needs to take the remains of her old friend.

"Roland, the abyss must not be left unattended."

The Mentor's voice rang in Roland's ears, calling back Roland's thoughts: "Although this place has been frozen in the Underworld, now that the Fire Demon is dead, it needs a new watchman so that it will not be silently polluted by Higgs. ”

The corners of Roland's mouth lifted slightly.

He had understood what a mentor meant. Rather, the Sage never hides what he is thinking, but is limited to his cognition and vision, and may not be able to guess.

It seems that the "immortality" that he said to his mentor at that time still made the mentor extremely worried...... Yes, her old friend was tainted by the twilight because of his thirst for immortality, and finally had to be known by his mentor himself. The Elder Sleep Mentor was naturally worried that Roland would follow the old path of Nogars.

It's just that what the mentor doesn't understand is that the kind of immortality that Roland told her is not the kind of immortality she thought......

With no guilt in his heart, Roland nodded in response. Before Roland could swear, the mentor pressed the line of his right palm on Roland's forehead.

The golden streak from the Covenant Maker started from the Mentor's right hand and burned onto Roland's forehead. The dark red lines were gradually washed into a silver-gray color, burning into Roland's skin and carving into his bones.

However, Roland is still not a lord now. After all, he had not yet stepped into the supreme spire, and all the miracles he performed were based on the authority of the Kabbalah, which was caused by faith.

However, the Sleeping Master never doubted that Roland would become the greatest lord.

Not because of the prophecy of the posterior, but because of her own judgment.

"I await the day when you become Lord of Faenns, Roland."

The mentor muttered, and the figure faded into the void. Roland's expression became calm.

"I will not let you down. My mentor. ”

Roland muttered, and the space around him flowed faintly. (To be continued.) )