"The giant owl has long been destroyed, and the empire you followed has turned into dust. I have always thought that the will of the empire is just a ridiculous title. When a country enters decay, ignorance and corruption are rampant, and malice is pervasive, what does the will of the empire want to maintain?
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Royer sneered: "The so-called will of the empire is nothing but an illusion when the powerful empire remains standing. It is the chain for nobles to maintain their rule. It has never been a messenger of justice. The weapons in your hands have never been to protect the pieces that make up the empire."
Forged by Jigsaw. Ruthless, bloodthirsty and cruel is the truth behind this lofty title. To this day, you still call yourself a 'snow monster', bringing bone-chilling chills to those who destroyed Melias, and for that
The ugly and decaying empire is fulfilling its will to go away, but it tells me the truth and beauty, hope and future. Isn't it ironic?"
"Your rhetoric is as impressive as your sword skills." The snow monster joked.
"As strong as you are, the will of a foreign empire from the human empire is not willing to face the little questions I raised?"
The snow monster sank the spear into the ground.
"With a long life, I have lost the idea of arguing with humans. Many...no, all the answers will be answered in the future, and often only I can see that scene."
"Son of Fedina, to this day you still think that I am carrying out the will of Melias. This is your stupidity, but I have become accustomed to it. I have also become accustomed to people being afraid of giant owls, and the fear associated with them has long since disappeared.
Me under the wings of the giant owl."
The snow monster's words are resounding: "What I practice is my own will."
"Melias was shattered, and the imperial will of the Sky Giant Owl also dissipated with the fall of the dynasty. As the last person, I have long given up the 'name of snow monster'. I spent a long time, traveling all over Mela, using
My eyes witnessed the rise and fall of schools, the rise and fall of dynasties, and the ups and downs of ethnic groups in this land after the departure of Chen Ran. Hundreds of years are just a blink of an eye in my eyes. Compared with it, the hatred of destroying the country is just a small obsession, compared with the long-lasting greatness.
The misery on the ground is nothing compared to a speck of snow in a raging storm.”
Roye's eyes widened in shock.
All along, everyone believed that the snow monster returned and caused a commotion just to rebuild the flesh and blood of the dead giant owl. The hatred of destroying the country and stupid loyalty were the driving force for him to travel across time.
However, the snow monster denied this statement and laughed, as if the only meaning of this speculation was to make him laugh.
"Abandon the name of Snow Monster, but you still show up with this name in a high profile, showing off your force and spreading fear. As far as I know, when you were talking to the black owl, you mentioned the dead prince of Melias and those corrupt things.
"Royer still felt that the snow monster was hiding something.
"For Solon, the name Snow Monster is more dangerous and worthy of attention. I need to be noticed, and everything I do should be recorded in context." The Snow Monster said, "The black owl thinks I am summoning the soul of the giant owl.
If so, then I will comply with their thoughts. As I said, there is no need to explain or argue with fools. They want to see dreams, so I will comply with their dreams."
The dull sound of thunder interrupted Roye's words. The depressing confrontation was interrupted by the huge waves that suddenly hit the shore. The two of them slashed at the waves with their weapons. Only scattered water droplets fell on both sides of the rain curtain composed of sea water in the sky.
on people.
The strong wind has arrived, ruthlessly tearing the vegetation apart and sending leaves flying all over the sky.
"Your will, what will?" Royer pointed the tip of his knife directly at the snow monster, "If you place your hope on an inscription that you can change Solon and make the Dewek family come to an end, it would be a bit disrespectful to an empire."
"Indeed, the destruction of any empire often starts from the inside out. If there are no strong external factors to interfere, most of the time, it is they themselves who destroy them. History has proven this to us countless times." The snow monster stroked his feet.
The stone tablet next to it said, "No matter how beautiful the vision is, if it cannot be realized, it is just a castle in the air. Honorable nobles have the absolute right to interpret the code. It is just a tool to serve the ruler."
"You want to overthrow Solon, but you have no weapons in your hands. Personal bravery is as small as an ant before the tide."
The corners of the snow monster's mouth hidden under the mask rose, and he stared at Royer's long knife: "If you really believe what you said, why did you follow me here, and why did you hold the blade in your hand tightly."
As if he had glimpsed the words deep in Royer's heart, his heart beat wildly.
It was said right...
The snow monster said that he had the absolute power to subvert the entire Solon, and even the entire Mera.
In Royer's view, this is like the ravings of a bard soaked in mead. How can one person use his own power to pry the order puzzle of Mela? Although the inscription is true, it is not enough to overthrow Solon, let alone
Let Mera be in turmoil. The greatest conspirator also needs a plan, and even more needs the right time, the right location, and the right people, which these snow monsters don't have.
Those arrogant words were more like a boastful lie, narrated in the tone of fantasy literature by a snow monster who believed in his superior martial arts.
But I don't know why... Royer is uneasy.
Following the snow monster all the way north, leaving the border of Solon and crossing the ridge of Raging Mountains, he now stood not far from the Elfland of the Northern Watch Forest, facing Sligo's place of exile across the sea. His heart beat violently with the sound of the tide.
of ups and downs.
It was a kind of anxiety that was almost overflowing, as if there was a terrifying giant beast lurking somewhere that he couldn't detect, and he could choose someone to bite him at any time.
Royer didn't know if it was a psychological effect, but the snow monster's strong self-confidence made him more solemn.
A monster who has chosen to come to the stage across a long period of time will not be aimless, but what is his trump card?
He couldn't bear this kind of torture, and he didn't know why the snow monster brought him to this unknown coast. Royer shouted: "What on earth are you going to do!"
The snow monster's eyes suddenly became calm. He looked at Roye and paused.
"Let Mera usher in a new order."
"New order?" Royer asked, "With your own strength?"
"Obviously, I can't do it, and all the wendigos of the past couldn't do it alive,"
"Then why do you do that?"
The snow monster faced the sea and watched the tide surge. He opened his arms as if to embrace everything in front of him: "It has opened the first glorious era, and it will surely open the second era of purification. It is now."
At this moment, Royer had not thought about the "it" in the snow monster's words. His thoughts were soaring in the glorious era, tracing back to the source, until a dark and sticky breath spread...
Royer was shaking all over and his pupils were trembling. He could hardly hold the long knife and said the name of "it" with difficulty.
"The impregnated spirit..."
The snow monster turned sideways, its tall and tall figure embedded in the gray-black sea water and the ink-like sky, forming a wonderful picture. If there were a painter present, he would desperately depict his sharp and deep figure in the sky.
On top of the scroll.
However, at this moment, Royer only felt fear.
"A common enemy will make races that are fighting against each other in chaos work together. Facing the fear of death will prompt them to fight side by side. Struggling in despair will make them hate the darkness and long for the light." The snow monster said, "The Second Volume of the Brilliant Ballad"
In the end, Siren scholar Slut Hailan concluded, 'The glorious era begins with dilution and ends with dilution.'"
"The impregnated spirit has disappeared for five hundred years!"
"It just disappeared, not eliminated. The secrets that countless scholars have been unable to find are on the seabed not far away." The snow monster said, "They were very close to here once, but they were so relaxed that they were far away, and the glorious era gradually faded away.
The high funding for exploratory research caused widespread doubts, forcing the dedicated group of scholars to interrupt their thirty-year meticulous search."
"As long as their deep-diving team conducts a large-scale search on this bay, the long-awaited answer will appear in front of them, but it's such a coincidence... They didn't, and they haven't since. And driven by curiosity, I headed towards
I set out into the cold, dark depths of the ocean floor and found it.”
"For hundreds of years, due to the intimidation of the four major powers, the sea people did not dare to enter this place, and the distortion was therefore hidden deep in the depths of the sea." The snow monster said, "Now, he should be allowed to reappear."
Roye slashed out a ray of sword light, and the snow monster stopped, stared at the ravine on the ground, and shook his head with pity: "I said, I brought you here to witness, not to ask for your opinion. This is what must be done.
No one can stop things."
"Do you know what a terrible thing you are doing!"
"Scary?" The snow monster seemed unable to understand Royer's fear. He chewed on these two words and asked, "Where is the horror?"
"Many people will die, and the arrival of the impregnated spirit will only devastate all life on this land. It has been too long for you to see everything in the world, so your heart is as hard as gold and iron? The snow monster also prepared for the collapse of the world.
Melias fought against those filthy things one after another, and you used your flesh and blood to buy time for the land and people behind you!"
"Books, scrolls, and poets' songs have all sung for you. The weak people have stood up. They sang and fought side by side with you, without fear of death. You were the last flag of the giant owl, fluttering in the wind!
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"I said, I act for my own will." The snow monster emphasized again, "This is not a temporary decision. Four hundred years of evaluation are enough to be cautious. It has never been a suitable option, but it is indeed better than all options.
Problem solved easily and quickly.”
"When did destruction become the priority? This is a shameful excuse!"
The snow monster sneered, left his spear behind, and approached Roye with his bare hands.
Looking at the strong body breaking through the rain curtain, Royer raised his knife.
The snow monster was not afraid and rested its chest on the tip of the knife.
He took off his mask, revealing long silver hair and a cold and handsome face that was wet by the rain.
The fine colorful scales on his skin and the water escaping from the scales, as well as the ice-attribute magic power, revealed his race - the Kraken, which also explained why he could easily find the impregnated spirit on the cold, dark seabed.