Chapter 239: Burning the Wasteland: The Real Knight ———— Hans
"Is the Light the God of Light? Hasn't He forsaken us?"
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"Light?" muttered Dante, who smelled the familiar.
"Teacher!"
When the light faded from the pure white appearance, revealing a muscular figure, wasn't it Hans?
The previous surprise attack by Tashi and others caused Goodilark to shrink his strength, and Hans was able to free himself from the defense and plunge into the battle as soon as possible.
And now, with the natural disaster coming, he has stepped up again.
"Holy light is the heart, in the name of justice! May the holy light shine on the earth, and may the lonely soul rest in peace!"
Hans pondered, the Gort Cross sword in his hand resting on his chest, his face solemn and solemn.
"Teacher!" Dante was uneasy and was about to go up, but was grabbed by Tashi.
"Let go of me! let go of me!" Dante struggled, but Tashi didn't know where he got the strength to hold him down.
"What the are you going to do?" shouted Tashi.
"The teacher is in danger!" Dante had only one thought in his mind.
"Then what's the use of you going?" Tashi's words exploded in Dante's ears, leaving him weak.
yes, what's the use of being in the past?
"St. Kyle, Hans, he..." Juan was restless, his fingers shaking up and down.
"It's his choice. There was a hint of melancholy between Kyle's brows, and in the face of the devastation, in the face of the only remaining people, Hans was the last light.
"Dante!"
Suddenly, Hans in the sky spoke.
"Teacher, I'm here. Dante took Tashi's hand away and took a step forward, and at this time, Tashi did not stop him.
"Teacher, teach you one last lesson. Hans's deep, thick voice softened suddenly.
But Dante did not have the slightest joy, he liked the stubborn old man who was very strict with him, and scolded him fiercely.
"No! no, teacher!" Dante shook his head, blood spilling from the corners of his eyes.
"Listen. Hans continued.
"The responsibility of the knight is to guard, whether it is charging or resisting, we all have a bright and burning heart!"
"Stick to the code and be tenacious, that's our tradition!"
"When darkness sweeps over the land, even if there is only one person left, we must bravely charge!"
"No matter how the world changes, you just need to remember that the brilliance of our names is the result of the souls of those who died in battle. ”
"The light is always there, there is no fear, and this is the last lesson I am going to tell you. ”
"Dante, now the teacher has nothing to teach you, congratulations, you are out of the teacher. ”
At this point, Hans's old face showed a smile of relief and sincerity.
If he is born as such an excellent disciple, he has no regrets, really no regrets.
"No, teacher, I still have a lot of shortcomings, I still need... you need you, you to teach, I..." Dante said at the end of the cry.
He didn't make any moves, because he understood Hans's choice.
Because this is the faith that the old man has relied on all his life! How can he stop it?
Boom! Boom!
The firestorm was overwhelming, and the heat was surging, converging into the illusory face of Gudilark.
"Die, die! I want you to be buried!"
He is not the real Goodilark, but the remaining obsession of Goodilark, who turns into a demon and slaughters severants.
"Revered God of Light, please grant you the strength to let your faithful believers guard the world. ”
Hans closed his eyes, and the cross-sword shone with layers of brilliance.
This life is enough.
He had galloped on the battlefield of blood and fire on the front line, and he had also held on to the cold and lonely walls of the fortress.
His life was magnificent, and his life was full of ups and downs.
A true knight who never forgets the meaning of light.
A true knight who will never run away!
A true knight who dares to face the blade of death!
A true knight is fearless!
One heart, guard.
A body, not falling.
There is nothing more than the meaning of knighthood.
Smack!
The tired soldiers stood up, and they supported each other.
The tired students also stood up, their clear eyes bursting with dazzling light.
The exhausted residents also stood up, and the ruins of their homes shone brightly behind them, as if they had seen a new city!
"Darkness descended upon the earth, and the sun and moon had no light. ”
I don't know who took the lead, and the ancient war songs were sung, one after another, rising to the sky!
"The devil is laughing! The devil's atrocity is going on!"
"We're waiting!
"Waiting for that ray of hope!"
"Friends, the night will pass, the dawn will break through the sky!"
"That round of red sun with light is rising, that is the direction we are seeking!"
"Come, pick up your weapons!"
"Come, throw away your lives, and defend our homeland with all your blood!"
"Defend our Mother Land!"
"Great Ello!
"Oh our mother! we will fight to the death!"
"Ten years, fifty years, one hundred years!"
"We are still fighting in your arms!"
"Glory! Hooray! Ello Mandalay!"
"Lost Heroes!"
・・・・・・
The song is being passed on, repeated over and over again. Now, no one flinched, no one was afraid.
They believe that the light will not be swallowed up by darkness, and they believe that their sacrifice and dedication will be rewarded in the best.
We are indomitable, we are the children of Ello!
Wow!p!p!p!
Invisible forces converged on Hans's body, and his figure suddenly rose tall, like a mountain, standing in the face of disaster, never falling!
This is the power of faith!
Ding! Ding!
A little spark ignited in the hazy and gloomy sky, and pillars of light pierced through all kinds of blockades and hit the charred earth, soothing the scars.
"This is the power of light!"
Hans opened his eyes suddenly, his fierce gaze staring straight at the monstrous storm.
A little bit of starlight blooms, gathering into a small and pure seal!
Legend! Legend!
The bottleneck that had shackled Hans for many years was gone, and he was bathed in holy light, and the broken silver armor on Hans's body was reshaped, pure white and flawless.
"Legend, oh my God, Hans, he did!" said Juan, excitedly, at odds with his usual suave image.
But now, fuck the gentlemen, to hell with any politeness, any restraint!
"Darkness descends on the earth!
Dante sang high, syllables raised, and puffed out his chest.
Syllable!
"The devil is grinning!"
Tashi put his arm around his shoulders, and the friends around him all started singing.
Hula!
An invisible curtain completely stopped the Firestorm's progress.
Boom! Boom!
The firestorm roared.
Why is this little old man holding himself back!
"The light is never late!"
Hans roared, the light fell from heaven, and the great struggle came! )