As if yesterday reappeared, the deepest nightmare in the dream was the abyss she would rather die than come back to. ∽↗,
But at this moment, everything was displayed in front of her.
The pain once crisscrossed the heart of the young princess, and even after decades of recovery, it was still difficult to heal in the heart of the already old queen.
The boundless gray field has only one monotonous color, the air is cold and pungent, and gray snow is falling in the sky, but when it falls on your hands, you realize that it is just a thin layer of dust.
Boundless, gray dust fell from the sky and landed on the ground, covering everything. The thick dust reached up to the knees.
There are some trees in the distance, which are also gray. Before they get close, they have already turned into fly ash. This monotonous and only color outlines the outline of the world. The surroundings are empty, with neither sound nor life.
The Silver Queen walked forward absentmindedly, one foot deep and the other shallow, like a puppet, trekking along the endless plains. There was only a void in her eyes. She already knew what she would witness, but she could not stop herself from moving forward.
Occasionally, rumbling sounds could be heard above the thick dark clouds, and a blood-red electric light passed through the clouds, winding along the clouds toward the distance, thus lighting up the undulating mountains in the distance.
This is the only evidence of the passage of time in this world.
She didn't know how long she walked, and the world was always empty, until she saw the shadows of some tall hills, which were the corpses of some giant beasts, some like giants, some like dragons, and the surface was covered with thick dust.
at every turn.
Some of them may still maintain the same posture as when they were alive, as if they were experiencing a tragic disaster, and their last moments of life were frozen at the end of time, but they have long been silent.
A mountain range appeared in front of her.
It lies there quietly...
Like a giant dragon, the whole body is made of cold metal. But the surface of the metal is transparent and shiny, and is covered with crystal grids.
She shivered slightly.
But he still couldn't help but touch it gently with his hand.
It was cold to the touch, and there was no organic matter on the surface, but the heavy body responded with the breath of death and suffocating sadness. Tears couldn't help but roll down, and she whimpered like a wounded beast.
The dragon's head was flat on the ground. It was quiet, its eyes were closed tightly, two of its three pairs of horns were broken, and its wings were hanging down, covering an area of a hundred miles.
There were no sounds or words to describe the scene at this moment, but the Silver Queen knew from the first moment that it was dead.
Like a god entering dusk, sleeping forever.
She was so sad that she couldn't control herself, as if a sharp knife had been inserted into her heart. She couldn't help but burst into tears.
Sixty years ago, she cried like a helpless child here.
Because all hope is lost.
The name of this giant dragon is Bahamut.
It is the king of dragons, the platinum dragon god, a symbol of human courage and hope. It has protected Warnd for tens of thousands of years.
but it died
Silent and breathless.
With tears and scars, the Silver Queen finally stopped crying. She bit her lower lip coldly. She bypassed the mountain of corpses and the huge head of the dragon.
She silently walked along Bahamut's cold chin. Then a scene of tragic and desperate doom unfolded before her eyes without any warning:
She trembled and resisted watching this scene.
The deepest fear in her heart arose. She gasped and couldn't help but hold on to Bahamut's body.
That's a battlefield
Billions of corpses are scattered throughout, huge crystal clusters, dying dragons, heroic human knights, gryphon skeletons, giant insects, elves, and dwarves. Each of them maintains their last posture in life, standing quietly in this
On the battlefield.
Quiet and as cold as ever.
Then she saw Tiamat, the dragon of war, the crystal and Alpheus, the blue, and many gods.
They are all dead.
These great beings disappeared along with the entire world.
In the gray and lifeless air, the elements were floating wildly, like bundles of stray currents, struggling in the wilderness, and the laws that restrained them had long since disappeared.
The foundation on which civilization and order are maintained has perished.
She walked forward numbly until a knight caught her eye.
In the center of the corpses of the four kings of elements, the knight stood proudly holding a spear. The green spear in her hand was like emerald, lighting up the only bright color in the world.
But the gun was broken in half, and the knight's heartbeat fell silent for a long time.
She also passed away.
That still young and immature face was full of serenity and determination, but it deeply hurt the Silver Queen's heart, just as she knelt down in front of this knight sixty years ago.
There was only boundless sadness in her heart. No matter how hard she struggled, she could not change history in the end.
The world is still slipping into the same trajectory as she saw sixty years ago.
She failed.
So fragile and helpless.
She suddenly felt how ridiculous she was.
I thought I had seen everything clearly, but in the end I was still foolish.
It turns out that this is the sorrow of the world. When the curtain falls, no one can break free. They are like puppets on the stage, and their destiny is never in their own hands.
She looked ahead silently.
There is the end of the world. A lonely cliff stands in the void. Pieces of lightning are intertwined in the sea of chaos. The elements are falling apart. The cornerstones of the world are falling off piece by piece, collapsing into billowing clouds and mist.
A long whimpering cry came from the chaos, resounding far across the sky. A giant beast was swimming among it, its back streaking through the void, like a towering mountain range. The Silver Queen stared blankly at this terrifying creature.
Passing the body, the giant fins almost sweep across the sky and the earth.
That is Leviathan, the giant beast born out of chaos.
"Master Martha...why?" the Silver Queen suddenly murmured.
"At the end of time, this is the inevitable ending of our world. I'm sorry, my people." A gentle voice caressed her heart.
"But...I have tried my best to change, why..."
"Because the price is too heavy for us, we will hand our hope into the hands of the Black Iron People. We have no right to do it again."
"But I tried to right that mistake!"
"if you can……"
"No, I have failed," she shook her head in pain: "Lord Martha, I'm sorry, mortals have stolen your authority, but I can't return it to your hands..."
"Mortals have stolen my authority. But you may be able to choose another path for our world."
"But I have failed..."
She suddenly froze.
She spoke with some trembling: "Master Martha?"
"Mortals have stolen my authority, but you may be able to choose another path for our world."
The gentle voice repeated.
"Mortals have stolen my authority, but you may be able to choose another path for our world."
"Mortals have stolen my authority, but you may be able to choose another path for our world."
The Silver Queen seemed to be struck by lightning, her face quickly lost color, she trembled, backed away, and then she bumped into a soft human body.
She turned around suddenly and saw the Dragon Queen Gwendolyn appearing in front of her.
"You haven't failed yet. My Majesty." The latter's voice was unusually gentle, and overlapped with the former's voice.
Gwendolen looked at her condescendingly with a slight smile.
The Silver Queen opened her mouth, with deep fear in her silver eyes.
"Why."
The latter stretched out his hands, gently held her face, smiled at her gently and said: "How simple and kind you are, your heart is pure and flawless, Your Highness. No one is more suitable to carry that love than you."
will."
Gwendolen lowered her head and kissed her gently on the forehead.
"Good night, my baby."
The Silver Queen's eyes were blank, and there was only endless regret in her heart.
Darkness spread across her vision
"His Majesty!"
"His Majesty!"
"Your Majesty, what's wrong with you!"
The entire White Rose Garden was boiling in an instant. Everyone discovered the abnormality of the Silver Queen immediately. The order among the nobles seemed to be in chaos in an instant. Everyone rushed towards the center of the courtyard in panic.
The Silver Queen fell on her back while everyone was watching.
She stared blankly at the sky. Blood gushed out from her eyes, nostrils, ears and mouth. Her eyes were hollow, revealing the sorrow of a dying person.
Until a person from the crowd slowly walked out and came to the side of the supreme leader of the empire.
At that moment, everyone fell silent and reluctantly made way for this person.
"His Majesty!"
The Silver Queen recognized this voice. In her girlhood, this voice had been one of the most majestic voices in the court. It was unquestionable and made people feel at ease.
More importantly, it maintains the only memory of her and her father, Emperor Grantodi.
That was the empire sixty years ago, glorious and warm.
The empire of that era had two voices. It seemed that as long as the owners of these two voices still existed in the empire, the country would continue to be stable and strong.
"Nedvin...my lord."
At that moment, Her Majesty the Queen remembered a lot, and even recalled the past in the Palace of Saint-Contipe, the memory of every time she studied under the supervision of strict teachers, the history of the empire, the glory of the royal family, the faith of the people,
Each one is engraved in her heart.
The girl-like Her Majesty the Queen smiled slightly, but she was so weak that she could hardly show such a look.
"I was wrong... I'm sorry, I failed to live up to my father's expectations."
Old Niederwin pursed his lips and couldn't say a word.
He witnessed the growth of this princess with his own eyes, and watched her become the pride of the empire. She was the best princess of the Cruz people, and the most glorious and proud princess in the eyes of countless people.
He watched her ascend to the throne, and watched the empire flourish under her rule. Looking back suddenly, the gentle and smart Princess seemed to still exist in his memory yesterday.
She was sitting next to an arched window in the Palazzo San Canti, and the bright afternoon sun passed through the rising and falling dust and fell quietly on her lap.
Her eyes were bright and clear, and she listened carefully to the detailed and trivial history and knowledge.
"Teacher, I hope that the four major temples can return to the glorious era. In the more distant future, we will open up a wider territory."
"Perhaps the civil war between civilizations will be eliminated because of this. I will always prove that everything the four sages did was correct."
"One day, once we succeed, people will no longer be confused."
Old Niedwin suddenly felt that there was another person beside him, and turned around. He found that it was the Great Holy See Vala. The old man had an equally serious look on his face. Only then did he remember that Her Royal Highness the Princess had also been his student.
The Silver Queen fell silent.
It was like feeling Vala's presence.
But she didn't speak.
Just listen carefully to the wind that belongs to this era.
For her, maybe this is the last time.
After a long time, she spoke in a weak voice:
"...I have something to say to Count Tonigel."
Old Niedwin and Vala turned around at the same time and looked at Brando in the White Rose Garden, who was comforting Qian. He couldn't help but frown when he felt their eyes.
In his opinion, the Silver Queen brought it upon herself, and he was not willing to get into trouble at this time, but at this moment he could read the pleading in the eyes of the two old men.
The old prime minister was okay, but Vala had helped him at a critical moment after all, and he couldn't refuse the other party's request.
He gently patted Akane's shoulder and came to the side of Her Majesty the Queen.
When he saw Her Majesty the Queen again, he was slightly surprised.
Unexpectedly, the Dragon Queen would act so decisively. Her Majesty the Queen, who was once arrogant, was so weak that she could hardly speak a complete sentence. There was a lingering brilliance in the girl-like eyes, and it was obvious that she had passed away soon.
Her Majesty the Queen looked at him intently.
It was as if I could see the shadow of another person in him.
Brando couldn't bear it and asked: "Is she the Dragon Queen, Your Majesty? Where is that woman?"
The Silver Queen shook her head feebly, and she stretched out her hand tremblingly. Brando felt helpless. Facing Her Majesty like this, he found that he couldn't harden his heart and could only lower his head silently.
Only in this way could the Silver Queen's hand reach his cheek, and her slender fingertips gently caressed the face, gradually overlapping with the impression in her heart.
She opened her mouth and said with some difficulty: "Treat Roman well..."
This sentence was like a bolt of lightning piercing Brando's heart. The cold hairs all over his body stood up in an instant. He stared at the weak Her Majesty the Queen, wondering why the other party would say such a sentence.
But the Silver Queen did not answer his question.
She slowly took back her right hand, took off a ring from her finger, and then pressed the ring on his chest.
On that ring is the supreme emblem of the empire.
"...tell your grandfather that I love him."
never regretted
This is not what a supreme being should say, but at this moment no one stood up to criticize.
Only the old prime minister Niedwin looked at the Silver Queen's action in stunned silence: "Your Majesty, you can't"
"You don't understand... Prime Minister." The Silver Queen interrupted him softly: "Mortal authority has passed away. Our world... needs a hope..."
"but me……"
"I must make up for my mistakes..."
After a while.
The ring slipped from her hand.
Her Majesty's hand dropped slightly.
She closed her eyes.
Thick and beautiful eyelashes will never move again.
In the darkness, she finally recalled how everything had changed.
…
"Darrus, you must send that baby girl away. If necessary, kill her. Hurry up. I...I'm afraid I will regret it."
"I will take her away, but Your Highness Princess, your physical condition makes me very worried. What happened to you?"
She just smiled slightly.
"I am your knight, and you must answer my question." The voice said angrily: "Ms. Gwendolen, what is going on?"
"Mr. Darus, Her Royal Highness the Princess is right. The Buga and the dragon will arrive soon. We must arrange everything before then."
"Maybe so, but if you can't answer the questions in my heart, you will see how stubborn I am."
The Dragon Queen sighed.
"The power of that baby girl is beyond our imagination. In order to save the life of Her Royal Highness, I split her soul in two and used her kind-hearted personality to seal the 'existence'. I don't know how long this will work.
…”
"Sir, you'd better be mentally prepared. Her Royal Highness may have a drastic change of temperament in the future. I've tried my best..."
“It better be so”
"Then the Bugas..."
Gwendolen's voice became quieter, as if all the sounds began to become subtle, like an angel whispering in her ear.
Before the eternal darkness fell, she seemed to see a shining holy sword.
she knows.
That sword is called Amber.
It is the sword that changes the fate of the entire world.
…
(ps: There was a bug in yesterday’s article, which was mainly caused by modifications to the previous article and omissions in the first draft. To clarify, the mountain prince has turned to ashes.
Second, I want to talk about the next volume. The next volume is Kohaku's sixth and final volume. It is tentatively titled Throne of the End. Kohaku has been writing it for five years now, and the plot has also passed.
Most of the time, it has entered the final stage, and the original intention of writing this book incorporates the yearning for idealism, so I often hear discussions saying that the book is too idealistic, but I think the pursuit of idealism may be the reason why human nature
One of the noble reasons.
Looking back from history, for thousands of years, no matter whether the truth pursued by human beings is right or wrong, perhaps even if the process is absurd and laughable, the driving force that prompts them to pursue the 'correct' has always pushed our world towards civilization and civilization.
Advance in order.
Even if there is a moment of regression, we can always face up to the bright spots in human nature and let them lead us out of ignorance.
Maybe *** is indeed born ugly, but at least we know how to reflect on ourselves (To be continued...)
