The winding road is full of thorns, whether it chooses to move forward or choose to retreat, whether justice can really defeat the cold night at the end of the road, whether the wandering dust obscures the bright stars and moon, whether it chooses to explode or choose to perish, whether reason can really find the power of salvation in the center of the dust between explosion and disappearance, whether the noisy river has dried up, whether it chooses to shrink or choose to grow, and whether moderation between contraction and growth can really condense the fresh rain and dew at the beginning of the river.

Justice has lost the support of faith or is it not true justice, must a chasm must be dug between justice and evil, reason has lost the support of the will or is it not true reason, there must be a door between reason and madness, temperance has lost the tolerance of order or is it not real moderation, must an iron lock be hung between temperance and greed, the existence of the two is not absolute but the temperature cannot be felt in the relative world, the cold soul curled up in the dark corner from the original circle to the square.

Lan Xingye, the king of light, saw that the two sides were in a state of stalemate, and decided to dispatch the million-strong army of the country of light, he stood on the castle and ordered the soldiers to break through the enemy's defense line and then occupy a favorable position, the mighty army of millions flowed towards the battlefield with the sound of the horn, the fierce beasts and the creatures of various tribes saw the soldiers galloping forward, the elves jumped on the back of the wild boar, the horsemen jumped on the back of the monitor lizard, the savage jumped on the back of the hungry wolf, and the strange ghost jumped on the back of the spider, and they all accumulated the strength to fight as if they wanted to break the wings of light in the chaos of the nightThe soldiers of the country of light took the pace of forging ahead and approached the stalemate little by little, they brandished their weapons and rushed through the formation of the beasts and creatures and began to kill frantically, although the beasts and creatures regarded death as home, they still could not stop the crushing of the soldiers, they dodged left and right and could not escape the fate of being dragged into the grave by the light flames, the soldiers of the country of light won one victory after another on the battlefield, they killed all the fierce beasts of the four kings, and most of the creatures in the tribe had been killed and injured, and the king of light looked at the reversal of the battle situation and finally fell to the ground, He subconsciously rubbed his palms, as if the joy of victory fell from the distant sky to his fingertips, everything seemed to be arranged by heaven's will, and everything was like the guidance of the heart......

The light of dawn clashes with the sound of swords engraves the feelings of compassion on the monument of justice, the brutal killing hurts the blooming petals and makes the shadow of death fall into the deep pool of hatred, the pious faith clings to the bright stars and depicts the doctrine of mercy in the diary of ideas, the painful * Awakened by the nightmare of a trance, the depressed will condensed in the cold ice and snow, the white dove of peace carried a fiery passion to instill the gospel of the highest good in the fertile soil of the heart, and the hurricane of war swept away the collapsed ruins, and a new illusion floated in the vague memory.

Happiness can't find the shadow of happiness, can only feel the humble existence in the painful entity, hope can't find the path of hope, can only recall the initial enthusiasm in the trap of loss, everything has to face the complicated troubles before awakening, so that happiness can not get the light to shine, so that hope can not see the picture of the future.

The four kings saw their fierce beasts and creatures slaughtered and finally couldn't hold back their grief and indignation, they consulted with each other and decided to let the soldiers go to the battlefield to defeat the arrogance of the enemy soldiers, the soldiers of the four kingdoms rushed into the bloody game of screaming and shouting with swords in hand, the soldiers of the country of light first used weapons to fight with the soldiers of the four kingdoms, and then with bloody armor, you pushed me to fight together, and finally they all lay on the loess and looked at the silence after the solemn sky returned to the hustle and bustle, and the soldiers of the country of light fought with the soldiers of the four kingdoms for nine days and nights and it was still difficult to distinguish the victory, they kill and stop and stop and can't see the dawn or twilight of dusk, but the feeling of pain does not let justice drive out the cruelty of war because of the temporary pause, they see death in each other's eyes but do not see forgiveness, the desire for power destroys a single individual, in the fight of races, they can't distinguish what is good and what is evil, only a touch of cruel makeup touches the heart, so that the humble thought outlines a poignant parting......

The contest of power extends from the warm morning light to the cold cold night to consume whose will, whether freedom can still restrain the rules of the soul under the double oppression of reason and sensibility, whose soul is the expansion of desire that extends from a single fantasy to the essence of greed, whether moderation can still retain the innocence of the supreme good under the double test of material and spirit, whose ideal is to be devoured by the monotony of reality from the colorful appearance of dreams, and whether the truth can still hold the bottom line of morality under the double blow of persistence and renunciation。

Power dominates the will, the will controls power, desire bewitches the soul, the soul stirs desires, appearances tear apart ideals, ideals expose appearances, complex things always become a single side in motion or rotation, and then stand still in the single to create a new order.

Lan Xingye, the king of light, saw that the two sides of the melee were once again in a stalemate and decided to go into battle in person, he drew a blood-red wand and shot a blazing flame of light towards the blocked clouds, the long wait could not give him the glory of winning the victory and winning the garland, the painful torment took his flesh and soul like a poisonous snake, the king of light held his wand high, and there was only hatred for darkness in his heart, his eyes stared ahead, and his footsteps ran like flying on the corridor, the tragic killing buried the heart of mercy every minute and every second, and let the dust overturn faith, and the angry roar pulled the shadow of death, and in the face of forgiveness, he could not see the oath of loveJust as the Lord of Light was about to walk out of the castle, the Blood Elf suddenly climbed down from the eaves and snatched his wand, and the King of Light chased after the fleeing Blood Elf in a frustrated manner, he didn't want the Light Flame of Dawn to fall into the battle between ice and fire again, but the voice of justice did not seem to feel the warmth of the war, and there was a desire to leave the thought that confused the thought and made the unknown more dangerous......