Lynn felt that she might not be able to wait for the so-called Lord of the Sphere to give a human response.

While the last light in the sky followed the twilight, night did not really come.

Fiery red shadows swept over the edge of the horizon, igniting all the clouds.

Lynn stood on the walls of [the corrupt capital] and looked into the distance.

Thousands of kilometers away, flags of various colors were mixed together, corpses as far as the eye could see, burly warriors roared furiously and brandished their swords, and all kinds of creatures trying to escape from the [Corrupt Capital] were cut off like weeds by the light of the swords, and the thick smell of blood rose to the sky, attracting scavenging birds, hovering above the red sky, howling and terrifying.

Turning his head, Lynn looked at the Sphere City Lord beside him: "You said before that there would always be peace here. ”

Yuanqiu humorously replied, "So I can't be the Lord." ”

No matter how you say it, it is also a city-state that exists on the mainland, and it has not escaped into another dimension, and in this world full of wars, there is no place that can be completely peaceful, it is just a matter of time.

"And where is your Lord now?"

"Who knows." Yuanqiu squinted lazily, "The reason for our allegiance to my lord has never been to ask for mercy and protection, but only to be attracted by his dazzling glow, and to prostrate spontaneously. ”

"My Lord, there has never been a promise or obligation to protect us."

“.”

Lynn couldn't quite understand these fanatical believers.

Everyone is about to be killed under the city wall, and you are still here to whitewash your "Lord"!

"Okay, don't talk about the extra words." The ball turned around and looked at Lynn, "Now that the gates are now open and the towers are open, you can leave." ”

“.”

"Not leaving? Is this not what you have always hoped for? Is it reluctant? ”

Lynn was silent for a moment, but still didn't speak.

With the passage of time, the humans under his command are no longer the down-and-out people who can eat carrion and burrow into tree holes to survive.

Although the food is still not very good, the clothes are not very good, and the living can only be said to be improvised, but compared to other creatures, no matter how you look at it, it is a level higher.

After years of peace, most of the fangs that people have not been sharp enough have been broken, and if they are allowed to leave here by escaping now, the order that has been established with great difficulty will collapse again.

Of course, in the face of existential danger, the collapse of order seems to be nothing, and if the two want to choose, many people will choose the former.

As long as people are still around, other things can be built sooner or later.

However, Lynn didn't want to do that.

He felt that such a choice was so boring and boring.

Lynn always remembered that this was not his own life, but a test given to him by the sea of imaginary numbers.

In the previous "plot", he seems to have been making the right choice all along, leading a race that was almost destroyed by the war to gradually prosper.

However, he only made a choice, but he did not have the power to actually experience the "plot".

If you want to continue to escape, then the next plot, do you have to repeat it again?

Find a shelter, deal with the difficulties in front of you, and then be driven away by new ones?

What a boring future.

If this was Lynn's life, then he might still choose this, because for the future of a race, it is indeed a more reliable choice to win in stability and find possible light in the endless darkness.

But this is not Lynn's life, it is just a trial, a test that will have a second, third, and fourth chance to rush if it fails.

On the mainland, there are very few people who can become the second order and enter the second layer of the sea of imaginary numbers, and there are few people who can succeed in the first trial.

Just like linking to the sea of imaginary numbers, most successful people succeed only after a few failures.

So, Lynn didn't want to continue this boring plot.

Failure in the sea of imaginary numbers, to survive is to be unable to connect with it for a period of time, and the consequences are relatively insignificant.

He wanted to use the battle to end this trial of unknown significance.

So Lynn came into the crowd.

"Someone called again." He said, "If you want to leave, pack up and leave." ”

There was a commotion in the crowd, and the sound of chirping was endless.

"Here we go again, obviously I finally stopped."

"Well, let's go, Rothman, let's go home and pack our things."

“.”

Some people picked up their children and got up to leave, some people subconsciously nervously looked at the people around them, and there were very few people who wanted to hold on to the weapons they carried with them.

Suddenly, someone stood up and asked, "So, we, where are we going next?" ”

Lynn said lightly, "Let Martha take you away." ”

The so-called "Martha" is the blonde girl who rushed up to him and hugged him when Lynn saw this group of people.

Today, Martha has grown into a mature woman, and decades of changes have not left any traces of old age on her, but her experience and experience have obviously become more and more abundant, and her prestige is second only to [Lynn] in this group.

And when she heard Lynn's words, Martha suddenly stood up.

"Why did I bring it?" She quickly walked up to Lynn and stared nervously at Lynn, "Where are you going?" ”

"Me? I'm going to the battlefield."

"Do you know what you're talking about!!" Martha interrupted him by shouting loudly, pulling his arm hard, "You go to the battlefield?" Are you going to stop the pursuers alone? This time it's different, there are a lot of them, how can you stop them? What are you holding back? You're not a dragon with two wings that covers the sky and the sun, and you're not a titan who can overturn mountains and seas with a single punch! You're just a human, what can you do on the battlefield!! ”

Her words are hard to listen to and very shocking, but in the current world, this is the truth.

The weak bodies of the human race make it impossible for them to outperform any other race in individual combat power, let alone on the battlefield where flesh and blood are flying and everyone is red-eyed.

Although [Lynn's] combat power may be higher than that of other humans, he is still only a human, and no one believes that he can stop the other party for a minute or second on a battlefield full of elite warriors.

She said this, maybe she just wanted him not to leave.

After all, everyone had just taken over the rare beauty from him, and no one wanted the person who created it to drift away like this.

“.”

Lynn didn't speak, only patted the woman's tearful face.

"Don't underestimate human beings, in the future, human beings are the only masters of this land, and no one can take away our status."

"I don't want to hear anything backwards!" Martha said in a trembling voice, "Without you, we, me. There must be no future! ”

Looking at the other party's stubborn appearance, Lynn sighed.

He felt that he might need to use reasons to convince the other party.

"If I can get them to stay in front of the city gate for a second, everyone can take one or two more steps, and sometimes, the difference between one step and two steps can be the dividing point between life and death." Lynn looked at the woman and said seriously, "We humans are indeed weak individually, but when united, no one is stronger than us. ”

"As long as one more person can leave, there will be more fires left by human beings, and the fires that will burn in the future will become more and more vigorous."

Patting the woman's stiff hand, Lynn smiled: "Let's go, let's go, from now on you are their leader, they will believe in you unreservedly, no matter where you take them, they will follow you." ”

"Nope." Martha shook her head vigorously, "This is your thing, I can't grab it." ”

Taking a deep breath, she let go of her hand and stared at Lynn.

"I can keep it for you for now, but you'll have to come back and get it."

"I'll wait for you."

Without giving Lynn a chance to continue talking, the woman turned away, and the droplets fell to the ground, dissipating silence with the wind.

"Tsk."

Lynn shook her head and burst out laughing.

"Can I say such heroic words?"

Although Fang Cai's words are based on facts, if they are changed to the real world, they will definitely not be what Lynn did.

Although Lynn thinks that he does not act according to the ultimate egoism as his own standard as the outside world has been evaluated, he should not do this kind of choice to sacrifice himself in exchange for life for others.

If it were the other way around, it would have been more like what he would have done in exchange for someone else's life.

Shaking his head, Lynn pulled out the sword that the people had left for him.

"It's rare that I can play a positive role, even if it's just an illusion, but a legend and a biography, which is not something that has been recorded with the addition of most fantasies."

Looking at the city gate that had been blasted open, Lynn stepped forward slowly.

"In that case, let me experience it seriously."

"Haven't you come out yet?"

Yvette lazily rolled over on the beach, scratching her belly with her paws without a figurative expression, and looked around boredly.

If the scenery in the sea of imaginary numbers is just that, it is actually very monotonous.

In addition to water, there is only sand. Oh, and fools.

"Hey." Yvette shouted to the imaginary shadow who was floating on the seashore staring intently at the sea, "Don't look at it, don't look at it, people will come out on their own when they get to the point, can you talk to me, I'm so bored." ”

The shadow of the imaginary number tilted his head, as if to say, "What does it mean to be bored?"

“.”

Yvette sighed.

I really don't know how Lynn communicates with this guy, I don't understand anything.

Shaking her head, Yvette asked, "Do you have any interesting things here to take out for me to pass the time?" ”

The Shadow of the Imaginary Numbers' head tilted to the other side this time.

It can understand the superficial meaning of Yvette's words, but when people come to the Sea of Imaginary Numbers to look for something, they all know to put forward a specific label - although Yvette also mentioned it, but "fun" is really not within the scope of the Sea of Imaginary Numbers.

"Is there any, is there any, hurry up and give it to me!"

Perhaps annoyed by the noise, the body of the Shadow of the Imaginary Number paused for a moment as if thinking, and then the waves rolled in, bringing with it a parchment-like note.

"Huh?"

Yvette blinked, rolled over and fell on all fours, pacing to the edge of the parchment and grabbing it curiously.

"Eh, isn't your thing here either a ball of light or a fish? How can there still be paper? How I haven't seen it before. ”

The shadow of imaginary numbers is very humane and scratches the head, and I don't know why.

It's actually just to deal with Yvette casually shaking the ocean, and what you catch depends on luck, as for why it's paper

The figure of the imaginary shadow froze again as if it were down.

Yvette didn't notice the change, and pulled the parchment apart with her paws, blinking at the words on it.

"Hey, this kind of writing, it should be a product of the ancient period of human beings, hmph, fortunately, with my command, it is not difficult to identify, if it is replaced by that guy, he will definitely have to come to me again. Why don't you keep it for now?"

Yvette suddenly thought of Lynn's kind smiling face, and suddenly shrunk her neck: "I'll see for myself." ”

Lowering her head, she carefully studied the text information on it, and the shadow of the imaginary number that could move again seemed to have forgotten what had just happened, and also leaned her head to look.

"It's . Is the history of mankind recorded? About Age of Chaos"

The Age of Chaos in human records was a sad time.

Fragile humanity struggles to survive in a world of turmoil and war.

And the parchment that Yvette obtained records the original years.

【. In the sixty-seventy-second year of the Chaos War, our fifty-eighth sanctuary was destroyed by the orcs, and we began our wandering journey again. 】

[But only three months later, we have found a new refuge - the only warrior among us, the only leader, the one ray of life we have received from the gods of despair and destruction. 】

[Here, we have lived up to the hopes of the leader, and we have carried forward the vitality, and under the leadership of the leader, we have created beautiful songs (he called it music), built our own stone houses, and eaten new things. 】

The forces of humanity thrive in this city of unknown name, and although there are always sharp knives hanging over our heads, our leader, the great □□, can always find a solution for us. 】

"We seem to have survived. 】

The text was broken, so Yvette turned the paper over.

There is a great fault in the record.

【. Seven hundred and thirty-seven years after the Chaos War began, we found our fifty-ninth shelter, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief, but I was not happy that we had lost our supreme leader. 】

[I want to cry, but I know I can't cry, I need to lead everyone to stand up in this era, because he said that we will eventually become the masters of this land, under the stars. 】

We will grow from weeds to grasslands. 】

【. Seven hundred and forty-seven years after the Chaos War began, our sixty-sixth sanctuary was destroyed, but we don't have to run anymore. 】

[He's back.] 】

He did not die, because the goddess watched his valor. 】

Yvette looked at the text and subconsciously wanted to turn it over, but what caught her eye was the sentence she had already read.

“.”

Yvette pursed her lips and threw the paper into the sea: "Boring historical biography, why do these humans like to write these so-called 'heroic legends' so much. ”

The Shadow of the Imaginary Number listened to her, crouched on the ground, and wrote with his transformed fingers.

[Heroic legend, what is it?] 】

Yvette thought for a moment and explained, "It's just a story about some people who fought very well, and it's boring. ”

[The fight is very powerful, is it a hero?] That]

"Sorry, he's not."

Before the Shadow of the Imaginary Number could finish writing, Yvette interrupted its movements.

"He's the one I'm looking up to, you know?"

"In the eyes of those men outside, only those who are clothed in the light of the stars can be called heroes, and he"

The cat god suddenly raised his head, glanced at the ring of stars that gradually glowed with golden light on his head, and smiled proudly.

"He will only be the embodiment of evil and sin, and the champion of my 'evil god'."