There was a long sigh in the snow.
"Original—come—such—this—”
The sound of icy bones seemed to be a cold wind passing through the crisscrossed ice caves, curled with flashing ice dust, squeaked, and seemed to blow from the crowd, causing the original icy cold temperature to drop again. Several degrees. At that moment, the alarm of the Eruin, the Cruz, the mountain people, the Grey Sword Saint, and the two dragons were all alarm bells. The lines of law around the few who entered the realm of elements immediately became bright. Lando and the little dragon are golden, Stella is silver, Veronica is cyan, Grey Swordmaster is gray, and Akane flashes through the turquoise blue and the pale paleness of Matisse. .
But these are meaningless.
The cold wind continued to advance, and all the lines of the law collapsed in an instant. "This is it!" Brando heard Veronica's unbelievable voice, and a sigh of astonishment from the Grey Swordmaster-indeed it was amazing-Martha's law collapsed in the face of what seemed to be the shallowest force in nature. , And destroy the dead, this is an unprecedented spectacle. The howling wind is wrapped in ice dust, forming a flowing white cold wave. It passes by everyone's side. Everyone feels that their movements slow down thousands of times. Time seems to stop and even the speed of thinking is stretched. It became heavy.
Brando's pupils widened slightly, and his eyelids became extremely heavy, but because of that moment he still felt an extremely familiar power. This was the breath of bronze, which returned to the origin, from the most primitive and majestic power in nature.
Then all the surrounding scenes were erased. Only the King of the Frost Knight could be seen as a silent statue in the infinite wind, standing not far from him. Between them, everything seemed to freeze. Peia and Veronica disappeared like sand.
Time, time has become meaningless here, he can even see the eternal glaciers begin to melt, the time seems to stretch thousands of times. With two people as the center, the mountains and rivers change, the earth subsides, the rift valley rises, and forms Forests and lakes, land and sea are eroding each other, as if in a blink of an eye, it is already the style of the mulberry fields, and lush vegetation has grown on the barren land, and then a vast plain is formed.
In an instant, it was already eternal.
The glacier seemed to be a scene of the past. What appeared to Brando was the sky gradually dying from the east to the west, and then a lonely sunset over the horizon. The warmth was faintly burning after dusk. The golden sunset, and the meadow swaying as if gilded.
It's dusk--
As the wind blew across the meadow, the blades of grass roared.
"Original-come-like-this." Cybersigh's sigh finally turned into a meaningless sigh.
Brando only felt his body loose, and then regained control of the body, but he still stood there, reacted slightly, and remembered the magnificent scene in his mind. He knows where this is-this scene is by no means a real vicissitudes of the sea, the changes of the mainland, nor the retrospect of time, returning to the scene of a thousand years ago. Here is the extreme plain. The vanishing magical atmosphere in the wind told him the answer. In just a blink of an eye, Sebers pulled him into his realm in full view. Came here twice and counted the last one. However, it is difficult to show the real shock in the game, as if it has truly experienced 10,000 years in a flash.
The blink of an eye is eternal, no matter how real the game is, it can't simulate such a scene.
But eternal power can.
"The beauty of the sunset in my era is so intoxicating even today, a thousand years later, but unfortunately even when time freezes, mortals still have to move forward. You must never stop to see the scenery along the way, Mortal, killing and killing is boring. "Seebos saw the calmness on Brando's face, showing some admiration in his eyes, but he didn't know that Brando was already commonplace, and thought it was a rare quality.
However, the look on Sebers's face was still indifferent. For the undead, the memory of the past was left to torture the pain and regret of the soul.
Brando did not answer in a hurry, and he had another question in his mind: "You said that he only has the peak of the law, Lord Saint Osor. I don't think the power of the peak of the law is enough to pull people into the extreme plains."
"I also said that it was not his true strength," Saint Osor replied for granted.
Brando immediately chose to shut up sanely. After all, he had a deep understanding of the elder sister's imperiousness. As long as our queen adult has a reason, then she must be right, even if there is no reason, it may not be It must be wrong. Trying to discuss right or wrong with a lady who can cite two hundred examples from history from the front and the back respectively, then there must be something wrong in his mind; this is a thousand-year-old insight Mortals call this the existence of sages, and even though one-third of this time is sleeping, there are three hundred years, which is fifteen times the insight of Brando in this life and three times that of the previous life.
In other words, this is three times the face.
Brando does not feel it necessary to teach all of this. People can make mistakes, but they must not make the same mistake over and over again. The former is a question of carefulness and the latter is an IQ problem.
He looked up, and the King of the Frost Knights of the Min'er simply pulled him into the extreme plains. He was not here to discuss the scenery with him. Memory is full of remorse and pain that torture the soul for the undead. Every memory is a kind of torment for them. They linger in these memories and wait for liberation, and Sebass' liberation is the oath he guards.
He must have brought him here for the blood of the gods from the Dark Dragon flowing in his body.
That is the legacy of the fool.
King of the Miner.
"Little guy, come and ask you, are you the one chosen by that guy?" Cybers paused, and she slowly spoke.
"If the guy you said is your king, Odin, the dragon of darkness, then I have to nod." Brando replied.
"Reluctantly," said Sebers slowly. "But do you think that one of the seven seals in your body is qualified to talk to me on an equal footing?"
Brando shook his head: "That's your opinion. I don't need any reason to be on an equal footing with anyone. In my opinion, everyone is equal."
"Interesting," said Sebass thoughtfully, and asked quietly: "So what qualifications do you have to save those people? You are not a savior. Some people are destined to struggle in the fire, but you change theirs. fate."
Brando was slightly surprised: "What do you mean?"
"You know, history always shows an amazing similarity." The undead of the Frost Knight King drew a circle in the air with his fingertips: "Either the empire or the kingdom, from the rise to the heyday, and again For a touch of dust, history has always faithfully fulfilled its laws. You try hard to seize its reins and pull it back on track. You do n’t know that this itself deviates from the original meaning of history, goes against the sky, and fools— — "
"Can you see my memory !?" Brando finally looked surprised. What Sebass said now was obviously evaluating his behavior, and he never mentioned a word to the guy in front of him. In fact, they only met for a short while, how did this guy know his past.
The only possibility is to read the mind.
But this is neither existed nor prohibited black magic in the game.
"No," Sebers opened his mouth and showed a silent smile. Brando could finally see the beating soul fire from the other side's eyes: "Going back to the legend, a little trick, you should have heard this Spells. You should be happy, after all, under this rule, Martha at least recognizes you as a hero. "
"That spell ..." Brando suddenly remembered that spell and couldn't help but be a little stunned: "Can't it be used against players?"
"Player?"
"Ha ..." Brando suddenly felt that he had made a mistake, and quickly shook his head: "Nothing, ... you, can you see all of my past?" He suddenly got a little cautious about everything in the previous world, No doubt the biggest secret to him. Those things must not be revealed. Once revealed, the only thing waiting for him is what is considered a heresy.
It's too hard to explain everything in the game.
"No, only a small part, you can become a legend without being born. But you are special. Your life before the age of nineteen is completely blank, a bit strange. It seems that something is blocking the effect of this spell, is Martha? It doesn't look like you are a natural choice. "Saibos shook his head to himself.
Brando breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, but what exactly do you want to say? Lord Cavalier, if you pull me here, wouldn't you just ask me some inexplicable questions?"
"Somehow? Do you think so?" The King of the Frost Knight glanced at him: "But this is indeed a question in my heart. Don't you think your behavior is ridiculous? In an attempt to change the laws of history, you can Who are you saving? You are not a saint, a little fellow, you cannot give others the fate they want, and you cannot know what they want? "
He looked up: "Let me ask you, how can you be sure that everything you do is right?"
"Maybe you can save this kingdom for a while, but at some point in the future, it will always fall into a sea of fire. There is no eternity in this world, or it may even lose its chance of self-salvation because of your unauthorized change. You think you saved all People, but you hurt them, and they will blame you for a while. "
"Everything you try is vain after all. Don't you think your behavior is superficial and ridiculous?"
The frost knight's tone was so agitated that Brando always felt that the other party meant something. He frowned slightly and looked at the other party: "I have no answer to your question. No one can decide right or wrong. , But at least I have a clear conscience. "
"A clear conscience?"
"It's foolish."
Sebers suddenly pulled out his sword—a blood-stained soul-holder in his hand—the Lord of the Frost Knight suddenly flashed cold, as if he had been a mild questioner at the previous moment, and became fierce in the next moment. Butcher. He replied coldly: "Then I want to tell you, little guy, you are very dissatisfied with the answer to this question, because of your superficial answer, I decided to kill you here, so as not to let that noble Bloodline shame, when you die under my sword, I will ask you if you have a good conscience. "
As soon as the words fell, Jianguang flashed.
Brando didn't even react at all, and he saw a line of red in his vision. At that moment, there was only one idea in his mind: I x, is this guy a lunatic?