Act 127 Eternity XXVIII

The weapon in Min'er's hand and the shining surface of the crystal cluster were like two shining lines on the horizon, colliding heavily together. It was a scene that ordinary people who had never experienced war could not imagine. The ground made a deafening roar, and the sound of fighting was like a tsunami, drowning out the dying cries of the living, as well as fear, hesitation, and all negative emotions. The war raised Smoke and dust covered the sky, and the dazzling sunlight was dimmed.

The scene in front of me is dazzling and real.

But there is no record of such a war in the history books, nor in the mountains of documents piled up in the White Ivory Tower, under the dust and cobwebs. In the game, players convey all kinds of information, and the forums There are still no secrets about the strange land.

Crystal clusters, a species that players think were born in the crystal jungle, seem to be a scattered population that is isolated from the main line of history in the game. They exist in rare corners of the world, and only occasionally appear briefly during the journey of explorers. There is no record of them in history, from the emergence of the divine people, to the destruction of Babel Fortress, to the pioneering work of the golden people. In the second era of the mortal world, the silver clans rose up, and then the flames of black iron spread and burned on the earth, and the flags with the eagle and hydra patterns were erected. During this long history, historians, The wizards in white robes only have a few dull and stereotyped words about their records - 'They have no intelligence and no consciousness, as if they are a kind of crystal derivative, relying on instinct to attack intruders approaching the territory'.

The player's understanding originates from this, and it is inseparable - as if the crystal clusters are the miscellaneous soldiers and cannon fodder set by the system, only adding some mysterious color to this bizarre world.

But who would have thought that there was such a war on the backside of history.

On one side of the war are the noble golden people, Min'erru, the founders of the empire, ancestors, and servants of the Dark Dragon. They were once enemies of the world, but hatred cannot cover up their shining blood - The golden blood that the gods promised to their descendants flows in their bodies. The other side was beyond the imagination of Brando - or the other half of his soul - Sophie. It was crystal clusters, a rare and sporadic group of people in the impression. According to the records of the sages, they should be like They act like wild beasts following their instincts, but here, the crystal clusters form a strict army. They have their own flags, armors and weapons. They are highly disciplined, and their organization and scale are no less than those of the gods they face. descendants of the people.

Brando realized that he might have seen another civilization, a strange civilization that he had never heard of and was isolated from history.

The civilization of crystal clusters.

"Wait, I should have expected it..." Brando suddenly realized that they seemed to have subconsciously ignored one thing. When did these beings born in crystals begin to appear on the earth? Above? Looking back suddenly, there is a blank in history, but when the world was created from the first line of Cang Zhi's poem,

These tiny beings already exist.

At this time, he suddenly remembered the words of Elaine, the deer-bodied banshee: "The master and that person will fight against the strange enemy together." 'The main entrance is Trishman, the other entrance is Odin, the Dragon of Darkness - and those enemy entrances are the crystal clusters.

So.

What are they and where do they come from?

Why did you become an enemy of Min Er and go there again after the Battle of the Saint?

He set his sights on Sebos, the King of Frost Knights and the only person present who could possibly answer his question. Sebos sighed softly: "Do you understand, Saint Osol."

Brando didn't understand the meaning of this rhetorical question at all. Perhaps only the soul of the Wind Queen in his ring could answer, but the Elf Sister, who had always been so powerful, chose to remain unusually silent at this moment. After a moment, her voice finally sounded: "Thank you for answering a question I have always had in my mind, but it doesn't mean anything. You want to say that it is Odin and his earth legions who protect the world; but The corruption of the Golden People is not manifested in one end. Sebos, it is not that we rose up to resist you, but that you yourself chose to go on this path of inevitable failure-"

"For thousands of years."

Brando frowned, listening to the conversation between the two in confusion, but Sebos sighed quietly: "I also understand this, Saint Osol, the young knight opened up the world. In the era that entered, the stars fell to the ground and formed the earth. After that, the people of gold disappeared, the people of silver were scattered on the earth, and the people of black iron rose. I am not the kingdom that you and the King of Fire Gurt established. If you want to say that they are meaningless, remember what I said, it’s just that right and wrong are not important here—”

"Cebrus, what do you want to say?"

"I just want to say that my king has already anticipated Min'erru's failure and the establishment of the four kingdoms."

"This is impossible!"

"This is possible, Saint Osor, you are an elf, and I am human. Even though I am a golden people, I can still feel the greed and lust that belonged to this body during my lifetime - this is the source of civilization. ." The soul fire shining in the eyes of the Frost Knight King standing on the meadow is bright and wise, as if it has penetrated the shackles of time: "Thousands of years of history have been repeated, and there has never been an exception, whether it is a human or an elf. , the overthrow of the dynasty, but that’s it. From the dynasty of Min Erru, to the empire of Cruz, and then to this small kingdom where our little friend lives, there has been an ups and downs, and there has never been an exception? Struggles for power, intrigues , nothing more than that.”

"Saint Osor, where are the mist elves who once followed you?"

Fenghou was so shaken that even Brando felt the vibration of the elf sister's soul, but she didn't say a word.

"So why did Odin make this choice? Is it out of helplessness? So where did these crystal clusters go after the Battle of the Saints?" Brando asked what he wanted to answer most at this moment. question.

"I don't know." Sebs's answer was simple and clear.

"You don't know?" Brando was almost going crazy. Since you don't know, what's the point of releasing all this?

"This land where the war took place is called Minhel in our language. Today, it should be east of Faenzan and Saint-Osol, which you are familiar with. I followed the late king across the Alkhash Mountains to fight against these mysterious enemies. I know no more about them than you do, but the ancient language inherited from my blood tells me that they existed before the Miners existed. They are our enemies, and this war is long-lasting. ——But in the era of my existence, the war between Min'er and the Crystal Cluster only lasted a short time. During the war, five planeswalkers like you participated in this war. After that, I returned with the Black Wings Legion. In the Field of Alfalfa, in order to suppress the growing resistance in the empire, the war seemed to have disappeared shortly after that." Sebos said eloquently.

"Then why are you here, Sebos, since this war has nothing to do with you." Brando frowned and asked.

"Because I was ordered to wait here, waiting for someone who understands the true meaning of 'The Fool'." The King of Frost Knights stared at Brando and answered word by word.

Fool.

Brando thought of the gift he inherited from the Dark Dragon, but what does it mean to be a fool? Judging from the description of Sebos at this moment, is he the savior? Or someone with a fanatical spirit of self-sacrifice? Regardless of which one, Brando feels that he does not have it, and he does not want to be. Except for the Eruin in his memory, the relationship between the world and him may not be as close as he imagined. But the question is, why did the Dragon of Darkness choose him, or was it just that he was lucky enough to happen upon it.

This answer is not so tenable. Maybe for thousands of years, there are not many people who can touch the sealing stone of the Dark Dragon. But why didn't Odin choose Amman? Is it because Amman is the priest of the Temple of Fire? This reason may not be correct, because it can be seen from Sebers's description that Odin may not have the imaginary prejudice against the Four Saints and their successors.

"You mean that I understand the meaning of 'The Fool', but I don't." Brando replied a little cautiously. He had to say that he was still worried that if he answered like this, Sebos would choose to take back the inheritance of the Dark Dragon. It has to be said that this inheritance is still of great significance to him. Whether it is the powerful power itself or the support of the witches behind him, especially the former, it has helped him defeat powerful enemies many times, and Babasha and her followers are obviously

It is also a potentially powerful boost.

No one knows more about the penetration and understanding of witches into this world than Brando.

But he had to ask clearly. The scene shown by Sebos today was beyond his understanding, making him realize the huge secret hidden behind this world. The gift of 'The Fool' may hide a huge crisis. If so, Sebos told him that if he inherited the Fool's gift, he must inherit the responsibility of saving the world? What choice should he make? Brando feels that he is not that capable yet.

Sebos' eyes dancing with soul flames stayed on his face for a moment.

"You'll understand," he replied slowly.

"What?" This answer was beyond Brando's expectation. The King of Frost Knights played a riddle with him. This determined tone reminded him of the criss-crossed wrinkles under the tents of the Gups. Their faces are sensitive to a culture that advocates mystery. In their eyes, fate is both unknown and determined. There is no chance encounter, only necessity. But the dual souls of Brando and Sophie cannot accept this answer. If this is a task, then he should have the power to understand everything and make choices, rather than hide and seek in this language maze.

If this were still in the world of "Amber Sword".

He stared at the other person closely, showing that he would not give up until he got the answer.

But Sebos seemed to have expected this: "Fool is not a fixed meaning, it represents such a type of behavior. I read your past from your eyes, and I think you are exactly the person that the late king was waiting for." , young entry.”

"my past?"

"Some people are destined to be mediocre, but some people can work hard towards their goals from beginning to end, even if they clumsily repeat ridiculous failures, even if they are not understood by others, they may fail, but once they succeed, they will be called Miracles are recited by everyone - most of them have become fools in the eyes of ordinary people. Their stupidity is not that they are stubborn, but that they understand what they are doing more clearly than other people."

"You mean Odin..."

"I mean you, you're young, you know what you want to do."

Brando fell silent. What he wanted to do, he was indeed very clear about this goal. Perhaps in the eyes of most people, Eruin is just repeating the history of dynasty replacement. It also experienced such a history decades or a hundred years ago. The decayed dynasty was replaced by the new soil. It is mentioned that after the decline of the Sifah royal family, Corcova's new moon rose again, but his master was always the indomitable Eruin. It's just that this time is different. Everyone has ignored the potential enemy in the east. The dark nobles who have been undisciplined and independent for thousands of years are now united under the supreme and only mercury staff. Perhaps forty years later, History will repeat itself, and Eruin who belongs to Eruin will cease to exist.

Perhaps this kingdom is just a name that represents a certain meaning, but for him, covered under that silver flag are many familiar corpses, Her Royal Highness the Princess, the Valkyrie, and many memories of fighting side by side. in faith.

So he had to take the first step.

Stupid?

Perhaps in the eyes of Antitina, in the eyes of Her Royal Highness the Princess, in the eyes of the copper dragon Leto, and in the eyes of all his followers, his enemies, and the eyes of onlookers, there is something weird, just like Caglis is still there today. He still didn't understand why he always had to prepare for a rainy day. He and Antitina even agreed that he, the lord, had greater ambitions in his heart - he wanted to be like the former Lord Ek. Brando does want to be that kind of existence, but his title is not the king of this land, but the sage who leads the people out of the thorns and darkness.

"Is this...the Fool?" Brando asked to himself.

"It's not limited to this. I can't tell you much, but there is a voice in my blood telling me that you will understand all this. Young people, you, me, and the noble man in your ring All of us are searching for our souls. In the eyes of many people, the world is an absurd stage, a vanity fair, a dark place full of intrigues and intrigues. They restrict their gaze in a superficial cage. This cage is their body and thoughts," the King of Frost Knights smiled mysteriously: "But we are not like that, you understand what I am saying, because this world is not as simple as it appears, right?"

Brando was horrified.

The world is not as simple as it appears.

He didn't know if Sebos meant anything, but at least in his opinion, it was indeed the case - because he knew the past and present life of this world. It had another name, called the "Amber Sword". A name only he knew. People who knew the meaning of this name as well as him were now isolated from him in another world.

"This secret..." Brando hesitated and asked, "Is it related to those crystal clusters?"

"Maybe, but maybe not, there was a voice in the dark telling me the truth behind the war, but I knew very little about it. Odin Daru could not tell me much. He gave me his lifelong knowledge Sealed in this inheritance, he does not force you to choose anything, but history goes back and forth, and what should happen will always happen. The battle of saints is no accident. If I am not wrong, war is about to come to this world again. Come on."

Brando didn't answer, but he knew that the Frost Knight King's guess was not bad.

It’s just that history repeats itself, perhaps not because of some destiny, but because of civilization’s repeated selfishness and greed. The upcoming war for the stone slab is a footnote to this.

So in the final analysis, is it the fault of civilization itself?

Brando frowned and shook his head. He felt like his head was going to explode. These things might not be what he should worry about. He let out a breath. Although he didn't understand what Saint Osor, Sebos and Odin were really pursuing, he at least understood what he was pursuing. Whether it was superficial or noble, he would eventually achieve it. He sticks to the stubborn character he developed in the game.

He raised his head and decided not to play riddles with the King of Knights. In his opinion, this may be entirely the King of Frost Knights' own bad taste. They are keen on mystery and they always play with them carefully and delicately. That set of agnosticism, but Brando has his own way of doing things - he interrupted Sebos's long speech: "You mean, only if I understand all this, can I be qualified to inherit the Dragon of Darkness" inheritance.”

"No."

Sebos shook his head: "Actually, the strength you showed at the beginning already qualified you to inherit the inheritance. I just want to tell you everything that happened behind this war, whether it was Cruz or the Wind Elf, It’s far from the time when we can sit back and relax.”

Brando stared at the King of Frost Knights quietly.

The underlying meaning in his eyes was: 'In that case, what's the point of all that nonsense you said earlier? ’

If he were a living person, he might feel a little embarrassed when facing Brando's questioning gaze, but Sebos is an undead, and the thousand-year ice wind has long frozen his withered cheeks like a skeleton as thick as a glacier, so this person The King of Frost Knights can remain calm: "Because this is the mission I am waiting for here."

"What does that have to do with me?" Brando asked, he hesitated, but decided to tell the truth: "It is impossible for me to follow the path of the Dark Dragon. In my opinion, what I inherited is just His legacy, not his will, I hope you understand."

When Brando said this, he felt a little approval in his heart.

"Saint Osol's arrival?" He couldn't help but be a little confused.

But Feng Hou did not respond.

"Aren't you afraid that I will take back your inheritance, young man?" Sebos' tone became colder.

"I'm afraid that's not something you can decide, dear King of Frost Knights. Although I don't know why Odin chose me, this is my will." Brando's tone became more certain. If after such a long time The test of time, he still doesn't understand what this guy means, then he can really hit him to death: "Whether you accept it or not, it is the same. I am Brando, not the Dragon of Darkness." --"

"It's exactly the same stubbornness."

The King of Frost Knights was startled for a moment, then chuckled.

Laughter filled with the hollow voices of the undead.

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