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What a familiar word.

Tails had seen quite a few plays in the Temple of the Night, next to the Grand Bazaar—though most of his attention was on how to make money out of the pockets of the intently watched audience.

I have to say that although the sacrifices of the night seem to be nervous, they wrap themselves in impenetrable wind, and every day they say crazy things such as "my lord will return", "the world will eventually collapse for the second time", "history is all lies, and only the true god of the night can save the world" ("Fortunately, they didn't say anything like 'the long night is coming, and everywhere is sinister'"...... Hey, Ryan, look at it, that fat sheep is about to turn around—— beggar Tails who is watching the show. ）。

But the drama they rehearsed is really a good way for the illiterate people who have traveled through time and understand the world without spending money.

Well, maybe it's not that good - Tails followed behind Gilbert, remembering a scene of "The Night Really Came to the Mortal World and Saved the Thirty-Three Princesses in Person", and couldn't help but pout.

Among those dramas of all kinds, from absurdity to persuasion, there is a scene called "The Day Disaster Comes, When the World Ends".

That's the endgame.

Tails still remembers that in those black-and-red sets, a black-clad masked man with chains and scythes, his steps heavy and his feet encircled the entire stage, and the music always became gloomy and intimidating, often scaring the curious children in the audience.

Everywhere the men in black went, actors wearing colorful hoods to represent the world cried and screamed, falling back and forth on the stage.

He still remembers the chilling words in the crow-like behind-the-scenes recitation:

"Woe is coming! Woe is coming! It will not spare anyone, it will not spare the world! Until everyone is captured by the calamity!"

"Wake up, my fellow citizens, wake up, wake up! Disasters have swept through everything, the river of hell has poured into the world, the heavens have fallen to the earth, and the end of the world is imminent!"

"The gods are always on our side, the demons are with us, the emperor is behind us, and the heroes are in front of us!

"Fellow citizens! Disaster is coming! There is a saying in the dark night, the ferryman of the Prison River is not an abominable and inhuman evil fruit, but he can corrupt people's hearts! I would rather return with the hero with a sword than be a slave of other calamities!"

"This is the final battle, regardless of each other, regardless of the saints!"

"The End of the War! The darkness will cover the earth, and the calamity will dissipate!"

In Tails' unclear memory, in the nervous play, the so-called "scourge" character with chains and scythes killed countless creatures until he was defeated by the alliance of the entire world.

But until the end, the priests and actors of the Temple of the Night, did not explain what the 'calamity' was. There are also children on the street who ask the children to say "I will return in the night, I will serve myself" (i_shall_serve_while_the_dark_night_returns) before giving them a maltose, and then smile and say, "Disaster is the enemy of the world."

The preoccupied Tails didn't notice that Gilbert had led him to the steps of the second floor.

I had seen three giant portraits of the kings of the stars and hung them neatly on the wall.

"Lusaka Colvin was a famous portrait painter of the Mindish III period, and his portraits are particular about combining history, relying on environment and movement, and most expressively showing the spiritual temperament of each character. Gilbert stood under the portraits of the three star kings, stunned.

"'The Three Kings of the Stars', these are the few kings and monarchs in Colvin's posthumous work, as His Majesty has introduced to you before. ”

Tails then raised his head and looked at the portrait in the center of the wall—the young knight with a gun and a horse, and his seven-pointed star insignia.

The previous hurried glance was too hasty, and until today, Tails, who had no time to observe carefully, noticed that this seemingly heroic knight, the spear had been curled, the crown had been torn and mottled, the armor was stained with blood, and the mount was also tired, and the knights behind him were all injured, some were charging with shields, some were covered in blood, some were scattered in armor, some were supporting each other on horses, and some even had only one arm left.

In the distant sunset, mountains of corpses and weapons were everywhere, few people standing, lonely decorating the tragic battlefield, blood and darkness dominating the remaining hues.

Except for the young seven-star crowned knight who seemed to be roaring madly, the expressions of the six people behind him were all lonely and sad, but they still showed a look of righteousness without hesitation, and followed Tormund I, who was raising his gun and roaring in front of him, all the way forward.

Seeing this, Tails' heart moved, and he suddenly remembered the words of Kessel V:

"It was Tormund I, the last prince of the final empire, the founder of the stars, the 'King of Revival', whose bravery in the battle of the end is still celebrated to this day. ”

"He's—" Tails looked at Gilbert beside him, his expression moving slightly.

"Yes, Tormond Bright Star, the Revival King,king_of_renaissance" Gilbert replied with a deep expression, "The Battle of the End more than six hundred years ago, the highest ranking of the surviving Imperial commanders in the Western Theater of Operations. ”

"He is also your ancestor, the founder of the Kingdom of Stars after the war. ”

Western Front theater, surviving, commander of the empire, highest status.

Tails immediately grabbed the keyword.

"Commander of the Empire?Which Empire?What is his identity?Is there any other theater besides the Western Front?Who is Tomund's enemy?"

Gilbert, accustomed to Tails' way of learning, interrupting and asking questions (or even rebuttals) at any time, smiled disapprovingly, and said:

"The only 'empire' (the_empire), of course. ”

"The only empire?"

"Yes," Gilbert took a breath and smiled wistfully, "You know, Mr. Tails, the world as we know it is a vast land shaped like an arm. And we, the place where the stars were, are at the wrist—"

Tails looked up sharply, "What?"

He interrupted Gilbert in shock: "A piece of—a whole piece of land? the eastern and western continents separated by the Sea of the End—"

But Gilbert only smiled and raised a hand, signaling him to be quiet in front of the portrait of the former king.

"Listen to me, and the answer lies in the battle of the end. ”

But Tails had already figured out the answer in his brain that wasn't far from the truth.

The War of the End, wait, the ocean between the two continents, called - the Sea of the End?

Two continents?

Thinking of this, Tails couldn't help but complain: "Gilbert, uh, don't you want to tell me that a powerful outside creature invaded our world with a legion, and then we thwarted its intentions in a fierce battle, but inadvertently broke a magical well and blew the world into two continents?"

Gilbert's smile froze: "What?"

"And then the one on the west side is still called Kalimdor—"

"Shhh ”

Tails shrugged his shoulders and shut his mouth, putting a piece of the memory he had just recovered into his brain - still related to the girl who was sick in the middle school.

Gilbert watched him patiently until Tails had ceased to speak, and had ceased to be solemn in front of the portrait of the Patriarch, before proceeding:

"More than 3,000 years ago, after human beings comprehended the extraordinary power, the masters of the super-level and extreme realms emerged in an endless stream, and the combat power and equipment of the army continued to strengthen, and after years of friction, war and union, human beings finally merged into a whole, and won the war with the races year after year, becoming the master of the continent and the known world. ”

Gilbert showed reverence and longing, his eyes wandered, and he said faintly:

"They have built a huge nation that covers all seas, intimidates the continent, and touches almost every corner of the known land, and the Northlanders, Ludols, Nedas, Calensa, and the Red Earth, except for a few Far Easterners, almost all of humanity is under its protection and rule."

"They did not have a name for the state, or a dynasty, the supreme ruler, and appointed themselves 'emperors' (the_emperor). ”

"That unprecedented country is called the 'Empire' (the_empire). ”

Tails took a slight breath, and what he felt in his heart was not glory and pride, but only sadness and sighing.

War shapes the nation, and the state shapes the war ("war_made_the_state, _and_the_state_made_war") - he silently added a phrase in his heart that he had learned from the master's book in his previous life.

Fusion and war, to put it simply, how many wars, how much blood and carnage are needed to create an unprecedented mega-country?

But Gilbert's expression immediately darkened:

"At the height of the Empire's reign, a new race of terrifying strength was born into the human race. ”

"They are immortal, indestructible, incomparably powerful, incomparably powerful, powerless in the extreme, powerless in the extreme, unrivaled even true gods and demons—and what is even more terrifying is that they have completely different thinking and codes of conduct from human beings and even other races, which are unreasonable, unruly and crazy, and difficult to communicate. ”

Tails stiffened slightly.

The blue-clothed and brown-haired neurotic figure seemed to appear in front of him again, and his mouth opened and closed: "Stand on the sky, surpass the gods, and look down on all beings......"

Tails came back to his senses, only to see Gilbert sigh:

"They are like calamities, bringing chaos and calamity, blood and carnage, as they descend on the world, and the great empire of the past gradually declines and finally perishes under heavy blows. ”

Freshman race?

Born in the midst of humanity?

Unreasonable?

Disaster?

Tails remembered something, and his heart began to beat irregularly.

"By the time of Tormund I, the century of the alternation of the imperial calendar and the end of the calendar, the empire had already fallen for more than three hundred years, and the world of men and nations had returned to chaos and division. ”

"And the 'final empire' in which Tormund is located is only the remnants of a country that bears the name of empire, and whose system, territory, and people are completely different. ”

"It is customary for historians to refer to the former great empire as the 'ancient empire' (the_ancient_empire) and the latter as the weak empire as the 'final empire' (the_final_empire). ”

"The Empire, in the year 1609 of the Imperial Calendar, the year of the War of the Ends, was no more than a medium-sized country in the world. The spiritual heritage and legitimacy of the ancient empire brought not glory and inheritance, but burden and hatred. ”

"The former vassals were ambitious, the vassal tribes were ready to move, and the kingdoms were eyeing each other. ”

"Although it inherited the glory of the ancient empire, in the end, the empire made enemies everywhere, wars continued, and taxes were heavy, civil strife continued, the imperial family was mediocre, and the rule declined. ”

"Seeing the glory of the empire, it will end in the 1609th year of the imperial calendar. ”

"But just this year, that race, those calamities, have bewitched a lot of believers and followers around the world, with unprecedented power - officially declared war on the entire civilized world!"

Tails shook slightly.

The logic is clear, and he has caught several logical errors in this narrative, but he did not speak out immediately, but endured it.

What exactly is a calamity, and what does it mean to be born from a human being?

If you have that kind of power, why don't you continue to work hard after the destruction of the ancient empire, and wait until the final empire before officially declaring war?

If they are completely incomprehensible, why should they recruit followers and believers like a true God?

If they think completely differently from humans, why do they declare war? Conquer the world? What are you kidding!

It's a flawed story!

But Tails realizes that this is not Gilbert deliberately misleading, but that there is a lot of information that Tails simply cannot understand now.

Just like before, the secret of the Scarlet Year.

"What are those scourges," Tails asked, swallowing, slightly nervously, "what are they?"

Gilbert wasn't surprised by Tails' question, but he didn't notice that Tails' tone was less confident and steady than usual.

He sighed: "After the end of the war, the blockade and forbiddenness of all news and sources of the 'calamity' is a secret agreement between the gods and demons and the human world, and it is also a countermeasure to prevent their numbers from increasing. ”

As many years passed, the horrors of the plague gradually dissipated, and their names and existence were gradually forgotten by many. ”

"But as the only descendant of the king, you will know this sooner or later. ”

Gilbert took a deep breath and said, "Those calamities were once human beings, or members of other intelligent races. But desire, greed, and ambition drive them to become aliens who have lost their essence. Although they are almost indistinguishable from us most of the time, or even hidden among us, they are truly alien races. ”

"In the eyes of the people and most people, these disasters have a common name. ”

Gilbert cleared his throat, his face was solemn, and he spat out word by word:

"Magician. ”

At that moment, Tails used all his control to suppress his body so that it would not tremble too much.

"In their eyes, the Magician is just another type of supernatural who seems to be on the same level as the Terminator, the Paranormal Warrior, and other powerhouses. ”

Gilbert's eyes were cold, and he continued: "But only the countries and temples involved in the end war know that these so-called magicians are the terrible 'calamities' that have caused disasters to history for thousands of years, accumulated blood debts, ended the two generations of empires before and after, and almost destroyed the entire world!"

"It's only when they try to kill a mage that they notice something wrong, they notice the signs - it's often too late. ”

"Because of the magicians, those calamities are immortal, immortal, and indestructible. ”

"Little sir," Gilbert said solemnly, "if you are unfortunate enough to meet a magician in the future, protect yourself first." When it's safe, try to call for help...... We have a set of measures against the weaknesses of the mages and can fight them. ”

Touching the cut on his right hand, Tails' face did not change, but his teeth trembled slightly—he was afraid that he had already seen those "scourges".

Although Tails was full of doubts in his heart, for his own safety, he must not be too hasty to ask - who knows what he will be seen in a hurry?

But it's still not right...... If the mages are such a terrifying being, why do they still fight for the little gangs? The Kingdom of the Stars just let their Blood Vial Gang grow in the stars?

Again, there are doubts.

There are a lot of doubts.

Gilbert paused here, as if wondering why Tails didn't speak. But he didn't doubt it too much, but closed his eyes and thought about something, and only after a few minutes did he speak softly:

"There is no need to doubt their terrible - the power of those calamities is too strong. More than 600 years ago, under the leadership of the strong, our most powerful armies and their minions fought in blood and madness. After breaking through the perimeter, the most elite knights and warriors surrounded the scourge to the death, only to die in piles. ”

Tails remembered the drama of the Temple of the Night, and on the stage, one by one the actors fell down in unison on the path that the "Calamity" had taken.

"One by one, the gods descended and fell. The demons also climbed to the ground and then destroyed. The strong men of all races rushed to the battlefield and died. ”

"It took years of war, and it took a terrible price before we were able to identify their weaknesses and finally defeat them. ”

Tails clenched his fists, and Ashida's lonely words seemed to ring in his ears: "We lost." ”

Gilbert's words interrupted his reminiscence of Ashida:

"But the power of those cursed calamities is terrifying. In the final final battle of pursuit above the Arctic Realm, the cursed scourges, the mongrels who could nearly destroy the world—"

Tails, who was carefully observing Tormond's charge, shuddered and suddenly knew what was going on.

Gilbert calmly uttered the next sentence:

"Sinking the most vulnerable piece of land in the center of the continent as a four-way connection, all living beings and materials on it have suffered a catastrophe. ”

After the land sank, the aftermath of the energy spread, pushing the entire continent in two directions. In just five years, the ocean has been formed into a bottomless one, splitting the known land into two continents, east and west, and countless islands. ”

"This is the famous 'greatest fission' more than 600 years ago. ”

"The battle of the end (the_final_war), this is the end. “

Gilbert let out a long exhale, and the next words made Tails shake for a moment:

"That sunken land encompasses the entire territory of the final empire. ”

"The ultimate empire. ”

"This is the end. ”

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Wujian scratched his head: The story hasn't been told much, why is it suddenly 200,000 words?

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