The change of power is like a fleeting stream of water, sometimes climbing a steep cliff, sometimes descending to the bottom of a deep valley, but no matter how noisy the flowing water is, it will eventually return to the embrace of the ocean, the magic of prophecy is like a blooming petal, sometimes bathed in the sun, sometimes bathed in the storm, but no matter how the petals change, it will eventually fall to the earth and turn into spring mud, the halo of victory is like a wandering star, sometimes setting off the killing of war, but enjoying a short peace, but no matter how the star twinkles, it will eventually enter the orbit of the celestial bodies and restore order.

The contest of power is not only the fight and killing of the outside world but also the deceit of the heart, when the external world and the heart can feel the torment of reason, wisdom may have seen the penetration of light somewhere, the emergence of prophecy is not only the vigor of the appearance and the insipidity of the will, when the appearance and the will can feel the real hesitation, piety may have passed through the false to reach the bright clear sky, the banner of victory is not only the material reward and gift but also the spiritual brilliance, when the material and the spirit can feel the fetters of freedom, moderation may have sealed the memory and opened the blueprint of longingEverything will always change into various shapes under the double squeeze of time and space, but its essence is still the same as it was, neither diminished nor aggravated.

The four kings were terrified when they heard that the King of Light, Lan Xingye, was going to make a comeback, they didn't want to let the power and throne in their hands fall into vain again, the blood elves heard the rumors and decided to fight with the King of Light and his party to the end, his freedom, including his happiness, could not be lost because he was restrained, the four kings were ready to mobilize all their forces to resist the invasion of the King of Light, they led the soldiers to firmly hold the city gate and not allow anyone to step half a step, the blood elves stood on the city wall and persuaded some of the people to join the battle, he said that anyone who bravely killed the enemy could be rewarded with gold coins, and the people who were tempted also poured into the wilderness with their swords held highThey wanted to see their true faces in the bloody light of the battle, so the four monarchs, who were originally frightened, mustered up the determination to fight for several days and nights, and they took advantage of the moment before dawn to eat away all the residual heat in the cold season...... The echo of freedom, accompanied by the cry of fighting, changes the rules of the soul in the bloody battle, the rules of the heart restrain the spread of desire, ignites the dawn in the sorrow of loneliness, the avenue of happiness pulls the soul of suffering, broadens the boundary of the dream in the turbulent torrent, the boundary of the dream blocks the invasion of the storm, builds a monument of love in the shadow of the stars and the moon, the joyful smile, the intoxicated indifferent eyes, in the trap of conspiracy, measures the gap between light and dark, the gap between light and shade intensifies the contradiction of reality, and touches the iceberg of Nuoda in the blazing molasse。

When sorrow replaces comfort, and the pendulum of peace is fixed in the shadow of death, whether pain is the true face of the world, and the light is not allowed to approach, all freedom disturbs justice, between blood and flesh and bones, and finds the existence of reason, but madness seems to drown calm, so that despair cannot see the glory of victory.

The King of Light and his entourage rushed to the desolate battlefield at the moment of the rising red sun, they set up a position to watch the Qionglou Yuyu that fell into a gray cloud, the four monarchs still stuck in the castle and did not care about the movement outside, they wanted to take advantage of the enemy's confusion to take the fastest onslaught, the King of Light waited for a long time and ordered all the soldiers to start attacking, the three wizards ran in the front to create obstacles, the remaining soldiers were mixed in the middle and pressed step by step, Dugu Arrow and the King of Light walked at the end to block the surprise attack.

The four kings saw that the other party could not hold back the impulse and launched an attack, they first sent the remnants of the fierce beast to fight against the three wizards, and then sent tens of thousands of soldiers to wield their swords to fight hard, and finally they let the people who participated in the battle with full blood to regain their freedom, and the four kings and the blood elves decided to stand on a high platform to observe the battle, they wanted the two forces to collide together to stir the world up forever...... The cold twilight is layered with a layer of blood red that obscures the brightness, the blood red accumulates the power of justice, fighting the sorrow of the soul in the whirlpool of the storm, the lonely remnant snow squeezes the ice blue that covers the sky, the ice blue absorbs the light of the stars, and tears the false mask in the curtain of night, the wandering dust collides with the pale green that buries the new leaves, the pale green is soaked in the entwining of the branches and vines, and the clean rain and dew embellish the sad face.

The cruelty of war on the other side of the world may be just a butterfly vibrating its wings, but the damage caused is many times greater than the vibration of a butterfly, and when disaster swallows every area of happiness like an invisible shadow, all compassion is no longer a symbol but a heavy salvation.

The three wizards rushed to the beast with a scepter in their hands, they wanted to set up a barrier between heaven and earth to resist the invasion of the dark tide, the white-robed wizard touched the scepter on the ground and a wall of fire appeared, the wall of fire burned everything to ashes with the howling wind, the gray-robed wizard chanted the spell and built a wall of water around him, the wall of water was like a flying sand stone between silence and explosion, and the blue-robed wizard flicked his sleeves and appeared a wall of wind on his fingertips filled with the smell of blood, and the wall of wind piled up the rotting bones together and threw them everywhere。

The beasts of the four kingdoms were killed by the impact of the high wall before they could start killing, they lay on the ground with their eyes open but could not see the passage of happiness, the soldiers and people of the four kingdoms stood there stunned looking at the huge barrier, they did not dare to take a step forward or take a step back, the remnants of the soldiers of the country of light rushed into the camp of the enemy army and began to fight, they wanted to depict the humiliation of the past as a kind of faith standing in the space of rebirth, Dugu Arrow and the King of Light rushed to the castle of the four kings in one go, they wanted to regain what they had lost and build a brighter world, at this timeThe blood-red flames of light increasingly encircled the haze in the center, and the golden ears of wheat greeted the clarion call of war and swept a magnificent scene on the field of hope......