Chapter 88: The Darkness of the Stars and the Moon (2)
Endless greed is reaping material things and losing the mood of joy, when the shadow of war covers the wings of light and flame, abandonment may be the only way to save the soul, cruel reality is winning sweet dreams while curbing the spread of happiness, when the brilliant fireworks bewitch the silence of the night, cherishing may be a window to the soul illuminated by the light, savage killing is fighting for power and destroying the pure land of freedom, when the almighty key opens the golden lock of the senses, mercy may be the best way to convey fraternity.
Greed hinders the pace of reason, ignorance enters a bad cycle, pessimism reflects the flickering neon, in the rushing torrent, it is impossible to distinguish between beauty and ugliness, killing tears human goodness, so that pain weakens the brilliance of love, beauty always seems to hide in the dark, illusory and unpredictable, indifference always seems to follow behind, disturbing all peace, all the longevity and all the transience always appear in the illusion of immediacy, can not be kept and cannot be driven away.
In order to speed up the pace of expanding the territory and grabbing property, the monarch Jiang Xiyuan and the monarch Mu Zizhen first aimed at the dwarf tribe to raid, the dwarves regarded wealth as their lives, and they hoarded more gold, silver and jewelry than half of the world, the monarch Jiang Xiyuan and his party must not give up the fat in their mouths, they took advantage of the night to raise torches to burn all the dwarves' houses, and the dwarves formed a large army and fought with them.
The dusky sky was filled with the smell of blood, depicting a poignant picture in the light blue dream, angry shouts echoed by the impact of swords, engraved a sad ending in the shadow of death, the monarch Jiang Xiyuan and his party burned the breath of killing to the peak, their blades left a white light in the air and then soaked into bright red, the dwarves threw down their weapons and began to flee in all directions, they knew that the weak force could not stop the fierce torrent at all, the monarch Jiang Xiyuan and his party slaughtered one after another dwarves who gave up resistance, their eyes not only had mountains of gold, silver and jewelry but also excessive obsession with the desire for powerThe dwarven tribe suffered the greatest catastrophe in history, they comforted each other and wanted to transfer the pain of their hearts to the stars in their eyes, but the days of displacement could not be avoided after all, and they took their tired figures in the dark night to find the place where the dream rose...... Darkness erodes the front of the light and continues to spread to the back of the light, hope turns into despair in the broken dream, can the light regain the warm flame, the remnant winter kills the new green of the grass and erases the fragrance of safflower, the revival becomes dead silence in the cycle of spring and autumn, can you still feel the arrival of spring, war kills the right to happiness and expands the scope of pain, freedom becomes a triumphant song of submission or victory in the fight of swords.
Sadness is still sadness, it thinks it can change everything but finds that nothing can be changed in the end, ordinary is still an ordinary monomer, it always wants to become a close friend with noble, but reality pushes the two farther and farther, sadness has not disappeared, ordinary has not stranded, all pain is still a shadow of joy falling into a trap.
Monarch Jiang Xiyuan and monarch Mu Zizhen easily conquered the dwarf tribe after the morale greatly increased, they did not expect that the dwarves who have always been greedy for money would be so vulnerable, after winning all the glory, they planned to attack the elven kingdom, the elf patriarch ordered all the elves to resist the invasion of foreign enemies, the elves came to the outside of the castle to form a solid barrier, the monarch Jiang Xiyuan and his party looked at the black oppressive figure and showed no cowardice, they shouted and broke through the wall to disperse the elves condensed into the dunes, the elves brandished swords to slash and kill the soldiers tainted by desire, they wanted to drag the dark undercurrent into the warm tide and return to the furnace, Monarch Jiang Xiyuan and his entourage bloodied the elven kingdom of five thousand with the advantage of a million troops, some elves raised their hands to announce surrender, some elves continued to resist, and finally the elves who were unwilling to surrender were captured and buried alive under the city wall, but the bloody war did not seem to end because of cruelty, and one after another souls full of sins were waiting for the judgment of conscience...... The long dark night sows the seeds of despair in the wings of light, can you still hear the sound of the passage of time, when the pain peels off the joyful makeup layer by layer, the paleness may be the true nature of the soul, the cold remnant snow dances a sad lament in the poetic silk, can you still see the signs of spring, when the desire to devour equal rights to the point of madness, faith may be the best gift, the cruel killing is condensed into a sharp sword in the deep friendship, can you still smell the breath of comfort, when the ugliness instigates lies and denigrates the nobility of truth and goodness, fraternity may be a mirror to reflect on yourself。
Happiness and unhappiness come from different bodies or from the same soul, dreams and nightmares are lonely at the beginning of the night or the end of the day, love and hatred lengthen the distance between each other or shorten the shadows of the sun and the moon, light and darkness are not the essence of the world but the link between themselves and the outside, shapeless but affecting everything in the five senses.
Monarch Jiang Xiyuan and monarch Mu Zizhen invaded the dwarf tribe and the elven kingdom after the ambition swelled, they wiped the blood stains on the sword and prepared to conquer the island of the three wizards, the three wizards held the scepter in their hands and swore to defend their spiritual homeland, they would never let the pain and blood soak this holy land, the monarch Jiang Xiyuan and his party crossed the sea and approached the heart of the island, the stinking soldiers had hideous faces as if there was a fragrant delicacy in front of them, the white-robed wizard looked at the murderous soldiers and decided to ask the monarch Lu Mingxuan to support, while the other two wizards were stubbornly guarding the island to prevent the enemy soldiers from attacking, and the monarch Jiang Xiyuan and his party burned the forest as soon as they landed on the islandIt didn't take long for the two wizards to be unable to resist the enemy's iron cavalry and put down their scepters, and the monarch Jiang Xiyuan and his party persuaded them to submit to their rule, the two wizards held their heads high and straightened their backs, and the soldiers shouted for the monarch Jiang Xiyuan to kill the wizard to prevent future troubles, and the monarch Jiang Xiyuan drew his sword and burned the hatred of killing into the sky.
At this moment, the white-robed wizard and the monarch Lu Mingxuan led the soldiers of the two kingdoms to rush over, they cut through the heavy twilight and fought fiercely with the army of the monarch Jiang Xiyuan and his party, screaming, then screaming, then whimpering, and finally becoming silent, pain and death like dust raised from nowhere, anger and evil like a bottomless abyss buried themselves and framed others, all fairness in an instant produced a gap between high and low, as if the flying banner was full of fragile side in the arrogance of power......