(b)

Sadness is not the color of nature but has become a part of the world under the infection of the soul, is it that the connection between the soul and the world has never been separated by a chasm, pessimism is not the end of the story but has become a fictional episode under the interpretation of reality, is it that the bond between reality and fiction is an invisible lead, and sensibility is not a good medicine of wisdom but has become a prelude to the red sun in the whirlpool of the storm, is it that the storm and the red sun have begun to transform at the intersection of reason. Sadness occupies all the light, making happiness blurry into a shadow, pessimism kills the right to joy, making sweet dreams thin like a gust of wind, sensibility blocks the thinking of will, making fraternity faint like a spark, all real things approach nothingness under the extension of imagination, and in the state of nothingness of zero, it seems to return to the original reality.

After all, the bumpy road has to cut off the thorns of the mountains in order to see the distant scenery clearly, the distant scenery attracts the beating heart to make a painful choice between moderation and indulgence, the lonely remnant snow must finally give up the thick ice in order to usher in the brightness of spring, the brightness of spring warms the slight coolness of the dark night, and makes a prudent decision between freedom and slavery, the shadow of hatred must cover up the evil of desire after all, in order to arouse the power of the supreme good, the supreme power teaches the depraved flesh to make a pious prayer between awakening and sinking. The darkness will not give up creating the illusion of terror because of the power of the light, when the light runs to the extreme of harmony and does not take into account the gray area of darkness at all, the pain will tear apart half of the happiness and despair standing together, the dark moment is accumulating the breath of killing and preparing to make a comeback, and the light seems to be setting up various barriers to destroy the trap of death. The four kings and the blood elves led the soldiers of various countries on the way home, they had fought bloody battles with the king of light, Lan Xingye, for power, but in the end, they lost both sides and benefited the fallen angel Lucifer, and now they not only lost their troops but also lost all the crystal ball fragments, the king of light should have killed them to prevent future troubles, but he chose to forgive, he felt that accumulating too much hatred would only make the world go to the other extreme, if peace can make faith take root in the heart and get rid of the shadow of evil, then the supreme good is not an empty word but a way to redeem the soul。

At this time, the fallen angel Lucifer has already taken the crystal ball to negotiate with God Jehovah, he will not pose a huge threat to mankind for the time being, but his dark angels are still left in the world, they are ready to turn this world of love and hate upside down, the four kings and blood elves know that behind the peace is more crazy killing, they must unite with the dark forces to compete with the dark forces for the remnant sun in the light, but now everything is like floating in a dream and can't wake up and can't wake up......

When the clear eyes are confused by the prosperous scene, the misery has spread to the edge of happiness, the shadow of hatred sways to contain the imperceptible place, what pleasure is to be hidden, when the bright smile is invaded by the chaotic consciousness, the suspicion has hit the feet of trust, the greedy desire is wrapped in the place that fraternity is imperceptible, what is the plunder, when the trembling fingertips are controlled by the depressed mind, the evil has advanced to the beginning of the highest good。 Twilight never disappeared but chose to continue to exist in another way, hatred never ran aground but lingered in the gap of redemption for a night, greed never stopped but continued to conquer everything that was conquered, the power of light was always weak, it warmed the world and reflected on itself at the same time. The four kings and the blood elves crossed the muddy meadow and then climbed over a snow-capped mountain, when they were overjoyed and thought that there was no more danger, a turbulent river blocked their way, they looked at the turbulent river and their hearts were filled with a cold cold light, such a wide water without moored ships could not cross the river smoothly, the four kings and the blood elves turned around the river bank again and again and still did not come up with a good plan, they decided to build a big boat in desperation so that all the soldiers could reach the other side safely.

At this time, three angels of light flew in front of them from the sky, the angels said that shipbuilding was not only a waste of wood but also delayed their trip, they could have chosen a better way to cross the vast river, the four kings asked suspiciously what was the best of both worlds to continue on the way home, the three angels of light said that there was a strong chain bridge in the upper reaches of the river, and they could lead the soldiers there to resolve all the confusion, the blood elves ran excitedly and had galloped in the direction of the upper stream, the four kings thought for a moment and led the soldiers to prepare to set foot on the seemingly bright location, the three angels of light muttered a few words to each other and flew to the front, they want to tear a bloody gray area on the border between light and darkness......

The dark night froze the light of the stars and the moon, in the raging cold wind, pursued the signs of materialism, the signs of materialism obliterated the shadow of moderation, sorted out the heavy packages in the chaotic order, the howling hurricane overturned the strong fortress, and in the collapsed ruins accumulated the arrogance of revenge, the arrogance of revenge burned the feelings of compassion, in the roar of killing released the echoes of despair, the false oath pierced the beating heart, in the trap of conspiracy to fabricate the perfect appearance, the perfect appearance blinded the true essence, in the deep pool of ignorance brewed crazy plans。 Ease and chaos connect the two ends of fantasy and reality, so that happiness begins to shift to pain, joy and sorrow reflect the two ends of reason and charm, so that peace evolves into a pawn of war, good and evil stir up the two ends of cheer up and depravity, so that the light is stained with the coldness of darkness, all good things are somehow tilted to the edge of ugliness, and those unknown things seem to slide into the dark abyss, and there is no way out. The four kings followed the three angels of light to the chain bridge upstream, they hugged each other and knew that they could embark on the way home, the three angels of light persuaded them not to forget to cross the bridge just for greetings, they let the soldiers line up in a long line one after another to the opposite bank, the four monarchs and their party grabbed the iron lock and did not dare to look down at the turbulent river, the continuous roar slapped the rock in the whirlpool around the thousands of huge waves, just when they were about to reach the center of the river, the angel of light suddenly turned into the appearance of the dark angel, only to see their hideous faces as if to extinguish the blood-red flame in the abyss of pain。