Chapter 63: The Key

"Me?" Roy spoke.

Although he didn't know what a dictatorship was, the feeling of being chosen by fate, like the heroes of the legends told by the bards, made him feel a chill on his back.

He was under the impression that almost all of those tear-jerking epics were tragedies, and it seemed that only in this way could people arouse sympathy and praise it as a good story. And if the hero of the story does not die heroically at the end of the story, the audience will regretfully feel that something is missing.

If the story is not too exciting, they will even interrupt the poet sarcastically at the end: "Don't you mean to say that, in the end, the knight and the princess live happily ever after?" and then burst into laughter and boos, and each of them dispersed, without giving a single copper sani.

Roy, who walked into the human world from the wild jungle, has always felt that this is a very strange and fucked up aesthetic, but in this heroic knightly era, the opera house plays are not arranged like this, and those sentimental young ladies and ladies have no chance to show their delicate and sensual with red eyes and tears.

And without the support of these ladies and ladies, whether it is a theater owner or an actor or a screenwriter, they can only drink the northwest wind. Therefore, when they were rehearsing the play, they were desperately trying to create all kinds of tragedies, and they were holding back their strength to cry to death in the theater. Whichever theater carries out the most young ladies, the theater will have a good business.

The erotic aesthetics of high society have always been the vane of trends. Influenced by the aristocracy, the street stories of the bards also mostly tended to make the heroes die once or twice.

Of course, every hero dies in the same way, which would be too monotonous. Therefore, everyone racked their brains to choreograph and let the heroes chosen by the goddess of fate die gorgeously in various ways.

As children, Roy and Tom were particularly troubled by this.

Because they want to play the knight's game with the children of Bollabelle, they have to follow the rules that the adults influence on the older children, and the older children influence on them.

When the hero dies, it's the climax of the whole game. But in the stories they heard, the heroes had died in all the tricks their poor imagination could think of, so much so that every time they played the heroes, they had to think for a long time about the tragic death that would put the finishing touch.

Therefore, in the few games, Roy, who hates to pretend to be an unlucky hero, ends up with either a "dragon" or a murderous "demon king".

In Roy's own words, I'd rather be a scoundrel who was hacked to death with a knife than an idiot "hero" who fell to the ground reciting poetry and had a snotty "princess" on his stomach.

Few people can understand Roy's eccentricity, and even Tom thinks it's Roy's bad taste. Still, it's always a good thing for the boys who rush to play knights, one less competitor. And as far as Roy's confused appearance of never waking up, he is really far from a hero.

At that time, neither Roy, Tom, nor all the children running barefoot through the dusty streets of Borabel with wooden swords would have imagined that one day, someone would stand in front of Roy and sue him, and he would be hit by the goddess of fate who chose who would die.

What's even more nonsense is that this guy who was supposed to be wearing a divine robe and shrouded in holy white light is actually a skeleton undead!

Roy felt terrible.

"Yes, you!" Austin didn't understand Roy's mood at all, and nodded categorically: "Except for the person chosen by the ruling, no one else can take it away from my energy circle!" ..., "Wait" Roy was unwilling to be sentenced to death like this, and struggled: "Are you sure you're not mistaken?"

"Mistaken?" The blue flame in Austin's empty eyes actually showed a very strange expression: "If you make a mistake, I will kill you just because you snatch the verdict out of my hands." ”

Roy finally remembered the terrifying murderous name of the gentleman in front of him who had been in the world for more than a hundred years, and immediately closed his mouth very interestingly, accepted the fact that he was raped by the goddess of fate, and asked, "What is a dictatorship?"

"It all started three hundred years ago. Austin's eyes showed a glint of pride, "Follow me, my dear student, and I will tell you all about my research for more than a hundred years." ”

Roy followed Austin to the top of the castle's main building.

It was completely dark. Standing on the roof platform, you can see the bright starry sky as soon as you look up.

And in front of the castle, the huge battlefield was still frozen in time and space. The bright sunlight in the seal, the corpses and flags all over the mountains made Roy have the illusion of time and space confusion, as if he was a spectator standing in the shadows, peeking into another world through the door of time and space.

"I think you should know where this is. Austin stared at the battlefield and said slowly.

"Is this the battlefield of the final battle?" Although Roy had vaguely guessed a little by the races in the battlefield and the location of the Broken Sky Mountain Range, he was still not sure.

The final battle 300 years ago was an eternal pain in the hearts of mankind. It was precisely because of the loss of that war that the human race was driven by the demons across the Broken Sky Mountain Range, lost the rich God-given land, and lost most of the civilization inheritance.

For a race, this is almost a devastating blow.

Three hundred years have passed, but the scar is still bleeding. Human civilization, which has been in a slump, can no longer recover to the heights of that great era. This kind of pain has made many historians constantly inquire about the truth of that war, wanting to know why mankind lost so badly back then.

From this, you can imagine how shocked Roy was when he stood here at this moment, looking at the battlefield in front of him. Guessing that this was the battlefield of the final battle was determined by him through various signs. He couldn't think of any other war other than the famous battle in history, where so many races would have been concentrated, and would break out in the east of the Broken Sky Mountains, a land that originally belonged to humans.

But still, this speculation is too bold. After all, three hundred years have passed since the war, and all traces should disappear. How could it be what it looks like in front of you?

"You're right," Austin's pale finger bones landed on Roy's shoulder, "this is the ancient battlefield of the final battle." ”

He stared into the distance: "Moreover, what you see is only a small part of the outer edge of the battlefield. And the real center of the battlefield is still on the other side of the mountain, where we can't see it in sight. ”

Roy stared at the battlefield in the seal, shocked and stunned.

He never dreamed that such a huge battlefield would only be the outer edge of the final battle that year. Although he couldn't see the mountains in the distance, he could still imagine what a magnificent scene it would be if he looked down on the entire battlefield from the sky.

In a trance, the seal of the battlefield disappeared.

The solidified sunlight came alive, and the flags hunted in the wind. And the splash of the frozen water on the riverside fell again. With the sound of splashing water, the warriors all over the mountains seemed to stand up again. They were intertwined, slashing and slashing like crazy. The deafening shouts of killing resounded in the sky.

That kind of sight, just thinking about it, made Roy's heart shake, and he couldn't help himself. Three hundred years ago, in that magnificent era, how many heroes were born, and how many famous generals were lost? The war of human beings and demons lasted for a whole century, engraved the names of these amazing people on the monument of history, and buried their bodies under the bloody sky of that era.

Roy wanted to know where these warriors in the battlefield in front of him came from, what their names were, and what they were thinking at the moment when they were completely frozen in time and space?!

"It's shocking, isn't it?" Austin's voice seemed to be far away in the sky, "For three hundred years, almost all history books have been secretive about the final battle. The Broken Sky Mountains blocked our view. We don't know what happened back then, and we don't know that the battlefield of the final battle was sealed. ”

Austin sighed, turned his head to look at Roy and said: "In your eyes, the verdict may be a magical weapon, but what you don't know is that its real function is a key to open the seal of this battlefield and unlock the mystery of the defeat of mankind in the final battle!"

"Key?" Roy was a little stunned.

"Yes," Austin nodded, "back then, this was the birthplace of the verdict." Its creator is also the sealer of this battlefield. He left the verdict at the last minute, so that one day, the bearer of the verdict could open the seal and let the truth come to light. ”

"You mean?" Roy looked at the battlefield in front of him, thinking of the few records of the Final Battle in the Land of Redemption, and said in shock, "Someone has covered up the truth of the Final Battle?!"

"Obviously. Austin said: "We all know that the hundred-year war between humans and demons has come to an end, and the human alliance is no longer sustainable. The final battle is the last battle in which humanity loses this war completely. No matter which way you look at it, the ending is already doomed. ”

The flame in Austin's eyes danced, and in this dark night, there was a cold light.

But what everyone didn't know was that at that time, although the human race had retreated to the edge of the cliff on the surface, in private, there was a hidden power that the demons could not resist. The final battle is actually a counterattack trap designed by the coalition forces. The victor was supposed to be a human alliance!"

"What?!" Roy looked back, unable to believe his ears.

"Shocked, isn't it?" Austin said coldly, "I was shocked when I first discovered this secret more than a hundred years ago. ”

Originally, it was supposed to be two chapters, but these two chapters are important main line explanations, and the second chapter is a bit chaotic, and it doesn't make sense to change it to now. The brain is getting duller and duller. I had to send a chapter first. New week, ask for recommendation votes. Brothers, let's go shopping on the homepage