Chapter 610: Finally Cultivated
In the long night sky, an invisible force seemed to drill a hole in the air.
The colors of chaos bloom at this moment.
The clouds burst high in the sky, turning into patches of brilliant light that obscured the sky.
Boundless colored clouds slowly burned from the sky above the royal capital.
As the first streamer fireworks rose, the hazy colored smoke of its Western Zhou seemed to be ignited at the same time.
Like scattered ripples, they spread out one after another towards the outside of the royal capital.
For a moment, it was as if the imperial sky had been divided into large fields.
Under the scrutiny of brilliant light, almost all cities are shrouded in a dreamy and chaotic fireworks.
As the waves progressed, those who stood silently, looking up at the sky, seemed to wake up from their dreams.
In the eyes filled with strange streamers, a dazzling and dreamlike fireworks scene appeared.
Everyone seemed to be awakened by the sound of fireworks, and gradually recovered from their dull gaze to clarity.
A large number of people slowly recovered from their confusion and began to look west.
Although they were now sane, their hearts were full of doubts.
What's going on?
Everyone remembers it clearly.
Although they looked up at the starry sky, they were gradually swallowed up by reason and could not be separated.
But they still have the memories of the past.
The strange whisper, and the color that gradually invaded their eyes, seemed to drain their minds completely.
From the first to the last, it is difficult to maintain a trace of sobriety.
And now, they don't understand what's going on.
I saw that the heterochromatic sky suddenly turned into a dazzling firework, and their sanity returned to their bodies.
Thinking back to the feeling just now, almost everyone was in a cold sweat and didn't dare to think about it anymore.
Many residents of the home, after experiencing all this, involuntarily hugged each other tightly and cried loudly because of the fear of the aftermath of the disaster.
And above the sky, the brilliant clouds are still exploding one after another.
It was as if the roar of a landslide made many people present tremble.
They subconsciously raised their heads, but suddenly they thought that the colors in the sky could not be seen, but it was too late.
At the moment when they were once again worried that they would be devoured by their sanity again.
The scene of brilliant fireworks in front of them attracted their attention deeply.
It's just that the situation in front of them makes it clear to them that this time they are not forced to do it.
"Hey, what's going on, blew up?"
"Don't say it, it's pretty good."
"Huh? Chinese New Year? ”
Countless pedestrians were fascinated by the fireworks that exploded in the sky, and they were completely distracted.
Obviously, the alien color that attracted them to the point of blurring their minds at the beginning has now become such a harmless beauty.
Of course, that discolored glow was harmless.
It will only make the weak-willed person addicted to it, and it will be difficult to extricate himself.
But now, it turned into a brilliant firework and exploded above the night, making it look beautiful and full of fantasy.
Those who were originally terrified of the colorful sky gradually felt much more relaxed when they saw the wonderful fireworks in the sky now.
Now, the eerie glow is gone, and the fireworks bring endless joy and celebration to the Empire.
A large number of residents froze in place, still looking up at the sky,
Only this time, their eyes were no longer filled with fear of losing their minds, but with admiration and amazement.
Although my neck is slightly sore because of the long lift.
……
Standing outside the palace, Aurelian still held her head high.
Through her clear pupils, you can see the splendor of fireworks and the bloom of heterochromatic streamers reflected in it.
The splendor in front of her made her look a little fascinated.
To be honest, at the beginning of this colorful canopy, Aurelian never imagined that this heterochromatic streamer could be solved in such a way.
That said, if she were to be like her father, she could turn the light of the entire empire into brilliant fireworks with just a fist.
She thought she couldn't.
For a moment, Aurelian was once again in a state of confusion.
She began to question whether the choice to ascend to the throne of God was the right one.
She doesn't seem to have shown any other ability than to take the advice of her ministers.
It's like sitting on the throne by a random person, and its role is no different from her.
Like now, facing the colorful light curtain above the sky, she couldn't even find any solution.
In the end, she still relied on the cost of her father's life to solve the problem for her.
The problem was solved, but it didn't bring much joy to Aurelian.
Instead, it added a bit of guilt to her heavy heart.
Because of his own incompetence, he had to let his father personally go to the bottom.
She didn't even dare to face Oberly at the moment.
For fear that if she looked over, she would see that her father in golden armor had left her forever.
As she stared at the sky in confusion, a golden gauntlet covered the top of her head.
But it never touched her crown.
Facing the outstretched arm, Aurelian was slightly stunned, and her gaze moved forward.
She saw her father, the invincible emperor.
Once again, Auberly took off the visor from his armor.
Only this time, his figure appeared more illusory, as if it would dissipate into nothingness at any moment.
This scene caused obvious anxiety in Aurelian's heart, and tears involuntarily welled up in her eyes.
She subconsciously wanted to lower her head, trying to hide the tears that represented vulnerability, and her voice was even more choked:
"Yes...... no"
But the palm on top of her head seemed to have a thousand weights, so she couldn't lower her head at all.
Aurelian could only watch helplessly as her father's figure faded into obscurity.
She saw that Oberly's eyes were becoming serious.
"Remember what I said?"
The vicissitudes and majesty of Aubery's voice continued to ring in her ears:
"Only when you wear a crown can you bow your head."
"Now, let me teach you one last lesson."
Oberly withdrew his dangling hand.
He turned his hands behind his back, looked at Aurelian calmly in the posture of a once majestic emperor, and said lightly:
"As an emperor, you have no right to apologize."
"Remember, even if you do make mistakes, you can try to make amends, but you can never apologize."
Aurelian listened in a daze, facing Oberly, her heart full of confusion.
But then she heard Oberly continue:
"Apologizing means that you are wavering in your decision-making."
"To bow your head is to lose confidence in your own strength."
As the words fell, Aurelian suddenly felt a violent vibration in the depths of her heart.
It was as if he had suddenly come to his senses, and his eyes widened.
In her memory, she had never seen her father apologize or bow his head to anyone.
and no one dared to disobey his will.
All orders given by the emperor, regardless of rank or status, must be obeyed unconditionally.
The imperial mandate is above all else and is the supreme existence.
Aurelian, and everyone else, subconsciously takes all of this for granted.
Because everyone was convinced that Oberly was invincible.
He doesn't need to turn to people, he doesn't need to bow to anyone.
As the most powerful and respected emperor of this empire, his authority is unmatched.
Now, however, Oberly, who is no longer emperor, bows his head.
A smile bloomed on his face again, and his eyes looked tenderly at the child who had inherited his mission.
The majesty and grandeur of the past gradually faded, and there was no longer the seriousness of the emperor.
"Child, don't worry, make the decision you think is right."
Bang!
Suddenly, a stunning beam of light erupted high in the sky.
The colorful streamers were as gorgeous as fireworks, illuminating the night sky of the entire royal capital.
The streamers reflected off Aurelian's face, making her expression full of surprise and dazed visible.
Two bright stars were reflected in his eyes, and in them seemed to reflect the flickering figure of Aubery.
At this point, Oberly finally closed his eyes in satisfaction, allowing his form to become more hazy and ethereal.
A voice full of love and detachment seemed to float from afar, slowly flowing into Aurelian's ears:
"This is the last lesson your father taught you."
Finally, the ethereal voice dissipated with the breeze that set off.
It was as if he had taken Oberly's illusory body and ran into the distance, disappearing into the distant sky.
Aurelian's eyes widened, and she felt the wind rip through the ends of her hair, the cold wind gently brushing her face.
She wanted to reach out and make a reservation.
However, she could only watch as her father and emperor within the armor dissipated silently.
As Oberly passed, the unsupported golden armor crashed to the ground with a dull thud.
The crisp sound of metal striking was like a golden hammer slamming down on Aurelian's trembling heart.
Her eyes trembled as she watched intently as the armor lay silently on the ground.
She longed to bend down to embrace the armor, but her western limbs seemed to be clung to the ice, unable to move.
Tears welled up in her eyes, but she refused to bow her head despite this.
Let the crystal tears spill out of her eyes, silently sliding down her cheeks.
Silently fell to the ground, scattering into patches of mist.
Although the aftermath of the colorful fireworks still echoed around her, the voice that came out of Aurelian's mouth became cold.
It's like losing the last emotion.
"The former Emperor Auber was buried in the imperial mausoleum, and the armor was buried with him."
"Tomorrow, a funeral."