Act 315 Uncertain Fate IV

that moment.

Frofa's hand seemed to have passed through the non-existent amber and grabbed an empty space.

Even though he lost his courage due to fear, Arkentu, who was lying on the ground, could not help but widen his eyes when seeing such a scene. "What is this?" it screamed hoarsely: "Gaia, you actually lied to me...?"

However, no one cared about its fear and resentment, because the Demon King's voice was quickly drowned out by a sharper roar - that was Frofa's voice, and also the voice of the Dusk Dragon.

In an instant, the world shook slightly.

I saw that wherever Frofa's fingertips touched, white light suddenly flourished and surged out from the 'amber'. It was like flowing light veins, extremely dazzling. The next moment, a dazzling light wheel bloomed, and a shock wave erupted.

Brando saw the dazzling light exploding in his field of vision, as if it were a blooming flower of light. It was like the birth of a new star in its decline, from the light of a grain of rice to a dazzling ball of light. Explosive light.

At that moment, Frofa's figure was swallowed up by endless light, and then Aloz.

"Little female dragon..." Brando's eyes widened and he subconsciously stretched out his hand over there.

But all he could grasp was destined to be nothingness.

Bright light swept in all directions, wisps and strands, and the intertwined light streams they formed spurted out, and in an instant, they affected the entire world——

For some reason, when seeing such a scene, this sentence flashed in Brando's mind without any warning:

'When Martha was born, light was born, and light lit up the darkness of eternity, and that was the beginning of everything. ’

He shook his head, as if trying to expel this strange thought from his mind. But my mind felt dizzy and my eyelids kept getting heavy. The system is repeatedly emitting harsh whistling and warning sounds in my mind.

"Warning: Cardiorespiratory function is declining—"

"Warning: Excessive blood loss, life is in danger——"

"Warning: Vital signs are disappearing—"

This noisy sound felt very familiar to him.

It seemed that in a certain scene, he had experienced a similar encounter. And warm light was flowing around his body. In the white world, Brando vaguely seemed to hear another voice.

The voice was gentle and quiet. It seemed like a soft female hand caressed his tired soul and the wounds all over his body, calming him down and telling him——

"My dear child, please go to sleep. At this moment, you just need to rest, and everything in this world has nothing to do with you anymore..."

"You don't belong here to begin with, do you?"

"No...little female dragon, Aloz..."

Brando shook his head vigorously, trying to wake himself up. He knew that he must not close his eyes at this moment, otherwise, eternal sleep would be waiting for him.

"I came here-"

In his heart, he shouted to himself hoarsely.

"To change everything. For Eruin, for Her Royal Highness the Princess. For Roman and Freya, for everything I love, no more regrets."

"You must not give up, Brando, so you must wake up."

Brando subconsciously grabbed the angel heart bottle in the Lord's hand, but at this moment. Something happened that horrified him - he found that he had caught something empty.

My heart sank endlessly.

Brando subconsciously turned around, just in time to see the milky white drop-shaped pendant turn into particles of dust in his hands. When the pure and flawless light swept across it, everything disappeared with the wind.

Then he heard a scream.

That was the voice of Akentu, the demon king when he was engulfed by the flawless light. White smoke came out from all over its body, and then starting from its skin and muscles, its entire body began to disintegrate, turning into dots of white light and dissipating into nothingness.

"Martha...you...didn't..."

This is what Brando heard,

The last syllable uttered by the burning dusk, the great devil, the sheep-headed devil king, and the lord of purgatory Arkentu, then, this devil king just turned into nothingness before his eyes.

Everything is gone.

He saw a woman appear next to Arkentu.

The girl of thirteen or fourteen years old, with long green hair, quiet eyes, and pointed ears, is actually the image of Funia - except for her peaceful demeanor and temperament, she is exactly the same.

The girl glanced at him, opening and closing her mouth as if she was answering something to him.

But there was no sound.

However, Brando recognized her mouth shape:

"I didn't lie to you, Arkanto," the gentle voice always replied calmly: "Just because you can't understand the meaning of sublimity——"

“If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight.”

…

In a gray world.

It seemed that for a moment, the huge abandoned city suddenly emitted a humming sound from deep inside. It seemed like a huge hallucination, but in an instant, the hallucination became reality. Because above the devastated horizon, the huge black tower reaching into the sky lit up a ball of light as dazzling as the sun.

A figure appeared on the top of the tower.

Those were a pair of beautiful, silver eyes. She stared silently at the earth, silently at the sky, silently at the entire lifeless world.

However, at that moment, light paths extended out of the huge sphere. They walked downstream along the body of the black tower at the feet of the lady - the light was injected into the ground under the giant tower. , and then spread in all directions.

The city that was silent in darkness was becoming brighter area by area.

She watched it all.

It seems that after tens of millions of years, this stagnant world has become alive again.

Then she looked up.

Under that gentle gaze, silver lines of law rose from the arc-shaped sky. They spanned a distance of tens of millions of miles, intertwined and weaved with each other, and gradually formed a huge grid full of grids. network.

And that's exactly what Brando had seen in Warnd - tiamat's network.

When every node of this huge network begins to become brighter, the gray clouds begin to part to both sides, revealing the light network and the dark purple sky behind it.

And in the eastern sky on the horizon, there is a line of red clouds rising slowly.

Martha felt a little sad.

Because that was the last sunrise left after countless silent moments in this world. Its time once stood still here, but finally at this moment, it bloomed in front of her eyes together with the last moment of this world.

She saw the Witch Throne, Lyra, Winter Moon, the platinum dragon Bahamut, the blue disaster, and the blazing and crystal stars, which were the sky full of stars, and they all reappeared in the sky one by one.

Those were the starry sky of a past world, but now, they are also Warnd's starry sky.

At this moment, they are equally dazzling.

She watched all this silently.

Above the clouds, a pair of black eyes were opened. The eyes were flashing with resentful anger, as if a whirlpool-like void was forming around them.

Those eyes were fixed on her.

Then a majestic and deep voice echoed: "Martha, you are indeed still hiding in this place."

The sound rumbled across the clouds like thunder, and the anger contained in it seemed to burn the world.

A ray of morning light on the horizon is dividing the entire world, the night sky and the stars in Martha's eyes into two, but in the deep eyes, the red of the sky is reflected, making it appear quiet and profound.

Martha's tone was very calm: "This is just the last consciousness I have left. The last energy in my network is placed in the throne, waiting for the arrival of this moment, dusk, a thousand years later."

"You spared no effort to protect these humble insects, but it makes no sense. You won this time, but what about next time? What about next time? You will never be able to protect this world forever, Martha, the descendant of the ancestors' blood. It’s in my hands, and one day, everything will end in my hands.”

Martha didn't answer.

The Dusk Dragon sneered: "Actually, you no longer exist in this world, Martha. I learned about your 'death' from the network you created. Your colleagues, your creations Those who have died in this war one by one, in the end, even you will not be spared, but I can be eternal-"

"What a pity, Martha, that I can't let you see the moment when everything comes true, the end of all things, the end of the world, the result of this war between us, but in the end I can only witness it alone."

The Twilight Dragon's tone was somewhat desolate.

"...Well, all this will eventually have a result, Martha. The war has lasted for six eras, and as my opponent, perhaps in my long memory, I can remember this moment and you all. Humble bugs, in a sense, this is enough pride for you."

Its voice gradually died down.

Those dark eyes slowly closed after looking at the last sunrise in this world.

Martha looked at the direction in which the Dusk Dragon was leaving with a calm expression.

"You have proven everything by coming here, Dusk."

"All the sacrifices made by the people of the gods for thousands of years have value at this moment," Martha replied softly. At that moment, the rising sun on the horizon was casting the first ray of morning light on her face. Above: “For the long night is over, and the morning is coming.”

"You only got one thing wrong, dusk."

"The sages and I have never regarded escape as the final salvation——"

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