538 All Things Return 1

The world behind the Gate of Light is actually a world of water.

A calm, mirror-like water surface, like a shallow sea. The sea reflects the splendid starry sky, a meteor is streaking from the distant sky, and the shallow clouds are like mountains outlined above the horizon.

Brando's toes lightly stepped on the water surface, and on the mirror surface, a circle of ripples rippled.

That is the place where everything was born, the light walks on the water, and the spirit is born from the water.

He raised his head, the back of the girl in the distance, raised his head motionlessly and stared at the bright starry sky.

"You came later than I thought..."

She turned around slowly, her bright dark eyes stared at Brando, and said softly.

Between the two is a throne——

It was as blue as the sea, upon which the stars could write poems, and it was pure and unblemished, like Martha's crown.

...

Above the plateau of Karasu, the setting sun is slowly sinking above the horizon.

Everyone raised their heads and looked at the night sky that Warnd was destined to be extraordinary this night; half of the sky seemed to be burning with golden flames, and above the layers of clouds, fiery red light was reflected, and the burning meteors were pierced little by little. skyrim.

On the other half of the sky, the stars are rising, and those majestic, dazzling and magnificent constellations are exposed one by one on the light purple sky. The stars are changing light with each other, and above the night from light to dark, a king's constellation is gradually emerging in people's field of vision.

——It was a wonder of countless time.

The clouds and stars in the night sky change with each other, forming a majestic mountain.

A giant dragon across the sky and the king above the mountain stared at each other.

In everyone's eyes, at this moment, such stars and dreams, flames and death are reflected, which is the most magnificent scene ever written in Cang Zhi's poem - the dragon of dusk, at this moment with Tiamat The laws are unified.

And a voice resounded through the sky at that moment:

"You came later than I thought, Brando..."

"But it's over." Roman said softly, as she stretched out her palm, and in that white hand was a pure and flawless light; the light was flowing slowly, like a silent poem, describing the history of the ages s story.

It has many names in countless myths.

Cang Poetry.

Black Prophecy.

Martha's authority, and—

The final throne.

Roman stared at the dazzling light and said, "Look, this is what you rely on for everything, the final throne - and it now belongs to me."

She raised her head and admired the magnificent starry sky, her eyes reflecting the gorgeous light, as if fascinated by it: "I will witness with my own eyes your world is dying in the flames, such a magnificent starry sky will eventually dissipate in a little bit. In the endless darkness, when the stars go out one by one, the universe will usher in eternal silence."

"Don't you think it's beautiful, Brando?" She smiled softly: "Because truth is always beautiful, do you still remember the stars we saw together on the summer night in Butch? Although it's a pity, they It's going to die eventually-"

Brando looked at her quietly.

For a moment, he really saw the shadow of the merchant lady on the other side.

But unfortunately, shadows are shadows after all.

He sighed.

Roman turned his head to look at him: "Why sigh, do you feel sorry for all this?"

Brando shook his head.

"What I sigh is only those times that are gone forever. It haunts my heart and always reminds me not to forget the good things that have passed away."

"But what has passed, is gone after all."

...

"It's gone, it's gone after all—"

Antitina looked up in a snow-covered jungle and listened to that familiar, gentle voice. In the sky, it sounded slowly, as if telling an ancient story.

In that story, she was the princess in the fairy tale, and her prince opened the narrow door with a warm glow for her.

It was her heart.

I don't know when, the lady staff covered her mouth, tears rolled down, and fell on the white snowflakes.

Brando slowly raised his head, looked into Roman's eyes, and said quietly:

"I just want to tell you one thing, Dragon of Twilight."

"you are wrong--"

He stretched out his hand.

In the darkness, two extending golden lines appeared in his hand, and the lines outlined the shape of a holy sword.

The holy sword Odyssey was reflected on the water a little bit.

...

In the night sky, bright stars seemed to rise.

On every piece of land above Vaughan 6, people stared blankly at such a scene.

Seven holy swords, shining above the night sky.

Odelphis, that is the flame of resistance.

Shinna, the brilliance of wisdom.

Arbitration, selfless justice.

Green, natural life.

Heaven, unrestrained freedom.

Harangya, the silent guardian.

Misore, pure faith.

The seven rays of light disappeared one by one. But the seven rising stars merged with each other, and under the gaze of people, turned into a new constellation.

Many years later, people can still remember this night, the constellation that twinkled above the night sky.

It was a dazzling sword—

It has a name.

called destiny.

...

Brando held that sword, standing on the reflection of the shallow sea, shining on the blade, water and fire, wind and earth, life and light and darkness, seven holy swords, one by one disappeared behind him, They became one with each other, and they became such a flawless blade with a golden light.

It is as bright as a flower, like a golden crystal.

And in the crystal, the fate of this world is in full bloom.

Roman was stunned, she clearly felt an ominous threat from the sword, and asked in a low voice, "What is that...?"

She was slightly stunned: "Why do I feel the same power as the Throne of the End from that sword? But this is impossible... In Tiamat's law, there can be no two identical powers!"

But Brando just glanced at the Dragon of Dusk quietly.

"This is Amber." He replied softly, his soft voice as if describing all the legends of this sword.

"amber?"

The Dragon of Twilight frowned in confusion.

But Brando erected the sword in his hand, and the transparent blade seemed to contain some invisible power. With his focused eyes, he stood opposite the Dragon of Twilight across the throne, but there seemed to be an insurmountable gulf between the two.

"See, the trajectory in this sword is like the fate of mortals-"

"Because amber was originally a container for time and history."

"When fate is placed in it, everything is fixed there."

Brando lifted it up and answered her seriously: "In Tiamat's law, there are indeed no two identical permissions, but the crown in your hand is power; the crown in my hand is responsibility."

The Dragon of Twilight finally felt something wrong.

She took a step back and asked, "So what's the difference?"

Brando laughed, as if in the wars of countless ages, the side of the order has never been as close to the dawn of victory as this moment. He answered the fact softly:

"The meaning of amber's existence is not to control everything. But there is a kind of power, it is not the supreme king, but puts power in the hands of every mortal - amber, is the shackles. The meaning of the existence of shackles, but In that it can be broken by people."

That was the sonorous and powerful answer that resounded above the clouds at this moment.

In the mountains of Alcash, the little princess from Jiufeng lowered her head silently, stared at the gloves in her hands, and listened to her teacher's words. It was a promise, but also a declaration—

"Don't you understand, Dragon of Twilight," Brando's voice seemed to have a faint pride, "If from this moment, there is no Tiamat's law in this world, guess what will happen? "

How will everything be?

At that moment, on the Babel Fortress, the female army commander shed tears in a daze. The young man in the memory of the trade wind ring became clear and blurred at this moment. The distance of time was so far away. distant.

Faina, on the other hand, had long since burst into tears.

Mephistopheles, who was beside him, patted the two of them on the shoulders silently.

Under the splendid starry sky, Brando gently raised the sword in his hand.

He murmured softly: "Lord Martha, I wear a crown on my head and bear its weight - holding a holy sword, I swear to cut off the chains of all these; and the cycle of history will end at this moment, I promise you to do Everything that came, is here now."

Above the plateau, the starry sky seems to have changed.

Above the stars, at the peak of the mountains, a king stood tall and slowly took over a crown from the clouds.

That is the promise of good will, the authority of the Most High.

From Karasu to Tonigel, from the Wilderness of the Four Realms to the Cape of the Cloak, from the White Mountains to the Great Plains, people looked up at the sky and knelt down one by one-above the star-filled sky, it seemed as if the sky was lying across the sky. Starlight River, the King of Warnd, is fulfilling his promise.

Misril stared blankly at the starry sky outside the window.

In the Hall of Trees, Haruze looked at the crown in his hand, and crystal tears fell on Eruin's gems drop by drop.

Brando's voice finally revealed a hint of relief.

"Dusk," he raised his head and smiled slightly: "Are you ready?"

"No!" Roman screamed, she finally realized what Brando was going to do, and shouted in panic: "No, you can't kill me, you must understand that my body is not here, you can only kill at most. It's just one of my consciousness!"

But Brando shook his head: "If you don't become one with the laws of Tiamat, how can you destroy the world? Dragon of the dusk, why do you deceive yourself, the moment you get the throne of the end, you are Tiamat."

"You—" The merchant lady finally panicked: "You've been waiting for the moment when I get the Ending Throne. You already knew the result, right?"

Brando nodded silently.

"No!" Roman screamed: "The moment you put on this crown, you are also Tiamat. If you completely end this chain, it is equivalent to suicide! Don't you understand that you will die too!"

But Brando just looked at her unmoved.

At that moment, Roman suddenly understood something, and she had a shaken look on her face: "Okay, I admit that you won... Let me leave this place, I promise to give you another era - everyone will live Come down, yourself, your family, your friends, and everything above this world!"

She cried almost hysterically, "Isn't that enough?"

Brando shook his head.

"No!" The merchant lady felt like she was going crazy, she screamed: "And myself, I always have a part of Roman, don't I? Are you going to kill her too!?"

There was a hint of softness in Brando's eyes, but there was a glittering sparkle in his tears.

"I'm sorry, Roman."

He replied softly, "What I want is not a part of you, but the whole."

With gentle words--

The King of Warnd raised the holy sword in his hand with great determination. He stepped forward and slashed towards the throne in the middle of the shallow sea. That sword will be the most dazzling sword light in this world, because what it breaks free is not just the fate of this world.

in the void.

There seemed to be a sound of everything falling apart.

...

Bai Jia stared up at the sky.

In that layer of clouds, a king was wearing the wings of light, as bright as ever.

He gently put the crown on top of his head and slowly sat down on the throne. He looked at this land with such majesty that his knights seemed to be serving him on such a vast country. Expand territory.

And his eyes have already been fixed on a farther place. In the distant sky, the clouds are like a holy voice, singing softly, and a gentle voice is speaking to him.

I give you wings of light, and one day I will be proud of you.

my child.

The burning clouds faded away layer by layer.

The silver network was flickering and collapsing over the entire Vaughan.

The wizards suddenly disappeared one by one around their magic circles and mysterious runes, and they gradually lost the ability of magic.

The power of the elements also faded away layer by layer, the line of law no longer flickered in the world, and the world constructed by the elements precipitated at this moment and became a real cornerstone.

The evening wind is blowing gently on the plateau, and the sunset is fading the last ray of light. Turaman suddenly raised his hand, and bright red blood was slowly flowing out of a striking mouth above his wrist.

An era is over.

The golden eyes in the sky are slowly closing, and a world wailing, resounding over the entire earth; dusk fell, just like its coming, the war that has been in seven ages has come to an end in a moment.

Looking around, on the field of Vander, the crystal clusters and the energy people are falling in pieces.

The tall crystal cluster lord suddenly disintegrated, turned into debris in the sky, and disappeared with the wind.

And the sobbing cry spread all over the plateau.

Behind Bai Jia, Nimesis fell to the ground in a daze. And Senior Sister touched her cheek, and I don't know when, tears were streaming down her face.

on the battlefield.

Freya watched everything quietly, but her eyes were full of peace. Beside her, Eruin's silver lily flag fluttered gently in the wind of the plateau.

Just tears, fell into the dust.

She looked up.

What I saw seemed to be that starry summer night, a splendid Milky Way stretched across the Butch Mountains——

Little Phoenix was still by her side that day and said to her:

"Miss, did you hear that voice?"

Maybe that was the beginning of everything.

...

There are long days in the dark.

"Sophie?"

A somewhat unfamiliar voice came from behind Brando, and Lando turned around in amazement, only to see a few knights in the uniforms of the Knights of Greys walking towards him and patted him on the shoulder: "Also. What are you doing, the undead are coming?"

"Undead?"

Brando was stunned.

He raised his head, and in front of him was the mountains of Alcash, and the banners of the mountains were countless Faenzan Knights. The knights were making their final preparations, and they walked out of the fortifications one by one and lined up in the open valley.

One by one the knights passed him.

Suddenly, he remembered the name of one of the knights.

But the light and shadow in front of him suddenly intertwined.

Then it turned into a blaze of fire.

A player covered in blood hurriedly came to him and shouted at him: "Come on, Madara has attacked!"

In the smoke and dust, Eruin's silver lily flag is slowly falling.

As far as the eye can see, the palace and the city are all reduced to ashes in the flames.

At some point, Brando burst into tears.

But the scene in front of him changed once again.

He released and stood on a vast battlefield, looking around, there were burning embers and remnants of the remains. The remains of chariots and tanks, burning brightly, were scattered across the open plain.

Above his head, countless aircraft are whistling and flying into the distance.

In the sky, there is a giant dragon that covers the sky and the sun, and those huge golden eyes are staring at the earth indifferently.

Countless soldiers were walking past him, as if they didn't see his existence, shouting and charging into the distance.

Then all the light disappeared.

The world seemed to return to darkness.

In the endless darkness, he heard a gentle voice.

"This is the last hope, I hope you cherish it well-"

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(ps: After this chapter, there should be another chapter at the end, and the last chapter needs to be repaired. It is estimated that it will take an hour to come out, and it will give you a more satisfactory conclusion. After all, I said no It's tragic. I should write Amber's postscript after the book is finished, but I don't know if it's today or tomorrow~ Also, I wish everyone a happy New Year, six years of company, infinite gratitude.) (To be continued.)