The biting sound of the ice is like a cold wind passing through the criss-crossing ice caves, carrying the flickering ice dust, making a rustling sound, and it also seems to be blowing through the crowd, causing the already freezing temperature to drop again.
Several times. At that moment, alarm bells rang in the hearts of the Eruin people, the Cruz people, the mountain people, the Gray Sword Saint, and the two dragons. The lines of law around the few people who had entered the realm of elements immediately became
When it gets brighter, Brando and the little female dragon are in gold, Star is in silver, Veronica is in cyan, Gray Sword Master is in gray, and Akane flashes past like lightning in cyan blue and Medisa spirit.
Quality pale color.
But these are meaningless.
The cold wind continued to move forward, and in an instant, all the lines of law collapsed completely. "This is!" Brando heard Veronica's disbelieving voice and a hint of exclamation from the Gray Sword Master - this is indeed worth it
Marvel - Martha's law collapsed in front of what seemed to be the most superficial force in nature, and was destroyed. This is an unprecedented spectacle. The howling wind envelops the ice dust, forming a flowing white cold wave, which passes through all
Side by side, everyone feels that their movements have slowed down a thousand times, time seems to have stopped, and even the speed of thinking has been stretched and become heavier.
Brando dilated his pupils slightly, and his eyelids became extremely heavy, but at that moment he still felt an extremely familiar power. This was the breath of bronze, returning to its origin, coming from the most primitive and majestic power of nature.
Then all the surrounding scenery was wiped out. In the infinite wind, only the King of Frost Knights could be seen like a silent statue, standing not far from him. Between the two of them, everything seemed to be frozen. Medisa,
The figures of Pea and Veronica dissipated in the wind like sand and dust.
Time, time has become meaningless here. He can even see the eternal glaciers beginning to melt. Time seems to have stretched a thousand times. With the two people at the center, the mountains and rivers are changing, the earth is sinking, and rift valleys are rising, forming
Forests and lakes, land and sea are eroding each other. As if in the blink of an eye, the landscape has changed. Dense vegetation has grown on the barren land, and then an endless plain has been formed.
One moment is already eternity.
The glacier seems to have been a scene of the past. What appears in front of Brando's eyes is that the distant sky is gradually dyed with a fire-like color from east to west, and then a solitary sunset hangs on the horizon. This twilight warmth is burning weakly.
The golden sunset, and the meadows swaying slightly as if they were gilded.
It's dusk -
The grass blades rustled as the wind blew gently across the meadow.
"That's how it is." Sebos' sigh finally turned into a meaningless sigh.
Brando only felt his body loosen up, and then he regained control of his body, but he still stood there, stunned for a moment before he reacted, and the magnificent scene before was still recalled in his mind. He knew that this was
Where - this scene is by no means a real vicissitudes of life, the changes of the continent, nor is it going back in time to the scene a thousand years ago. This is the Extreme Plains, and the absence of magic breath in the wind told him this answer,
It only took the blink of an eye for Sebos to pull him into his realm in full view of everyone. This was the second time he had come here in this life, and counting the previous life, he had already been countless. But there are also things in the game.
It is difficult to express the real shock as before, as if I have experienced ten thousand years in one moment.
Eternity is gone in the blink of an eye, and no matter how realistic the game is, it cannot simulate such a scene.
But eternal power can.
"The beautiful sunset of my time is so intoxicating even today, a thousand years later. It's a pity that even if time freezes, mortals still have to move forward. You must have never stopped to look at the scenery along the way.
Mortals, fighting and killing are tiring." Seeing the calmness on Brando's face, Sebos showed some appreciation in his eyes. He didn't know that Brando was already used to it, and he only thought it was a rare quality.
However, the look on Sebos's face was still indifferent. For the undead, the memories of the past only left the pain and regret that tortured the soul.
Brando was not in a hurry to answer. He still had other questions in his mind: "You said that he is only at the peak level of the Law. Lord Saint Osor, I don't think the power of the Peak Law is enough to pull people into the Extreme Plains."
"I also said that is not his true strength." Saint Osor replied matter-of-factly.
Brando immediately chose to shut up rationally. After all, he had a deep understanding of the arrogance of this Elf Queen. As long as our Lady Fenghou has a reason, then she must be right. Even if there is no reason, it may not be
It must be wrong. If you try to discuss right and wrong with a woman who can cite two hundred examples from history, both positive and negative, there must be something wrong with her brain; this is a woman with a
Thousands of years of experience are what mortals call sages. Even if one-third of the time is spent sleeping, there are still three hundred years, which is fifteen times what Brando has seen in this life and three times as much as in the previous life.
In other words, this is a triple slap in the face.
Brando doesn't feel that he needs to understand all this. People can make mistakes, but they must not make the same mistake over and over again. The former is a matter of carefulness, and the latter is a matter of IQ.
He raised his head. The Miner Frost Knight King simply pulled him into the Extreme Plains. He was definitely not here to discuss the scenery with him. For the undead, memory is full of regret and pain that tortures the soul. Every time
Memories are a kind of torture for them. They linger in these memories, waiting for relief, and Sebos' relief is the oath he protects.
He must have brought him here for the blood of God from the Dark Dragon flowing in his body.
That is the inheritance of the Fool.
The king of the Miner people.
"Little guy, let me ask you, are you the one chosen by that guy?" Sebos paused for a moment, and then he said slowly.
"If the guy you are talking about is your king, Odin, the Dragon of Darkness, then I have to nod." Brando replied.
"Barely," Sebos replied slowly: "But do you think that with one of the seven seals in your body, you are qualified to negotiate terms with me on an equal footing?"
Brando shook his head: "That's your opinion. I don't need any reason to be equal to anyone. In my opinion, everyone is equal."
"Interesting," Sebos asked thoughtfully, "Then what qualifications do you have to save those people? You are not the savior. Some people are destined to struggle in the fire, but you have changed their lives."
destiny."
Brando was slightly surprised: "What do you mean?"
"You know, history always shows a striking similarity." The undead ghost of the Frost Knight King drew a circle in the air with his fingertips: "Whether it's an empire or a kingdom, from its rise to its peak, and then to its transformation.
Just like a speck of dust, history always faithfully fulfills its laws. You try your best to grab its reins and pull it back on track, but you don't know that this itself deviates from the original intention of history and goes against the will of heaven. This is what a fool does -
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"Can you see my memory!?" Brando finally showed a surprised look. What Sebos said now was obviously commenting on his behavior, and he never said a word to the guy in front of him.
, in fact, they only met for a moment, how did this guy know his past.
The only possibility is to read minds.
But this does not exist in the game, and it is also a forbidden black magic.
"No," Sebos opened his mouth and showed a silent smile. Brando could finally see the beating soul fire in the other person's eyes: "It's just a little trick to look back at the legend. You should have heard of this.
Spell. You should be happy, after all, under this law, Martha at least recognizes that you can be regarded as a hero."
"That spell..." Brando suddenly remembered that spell and couldn't help but be a little stunned: "Can't it be used on players?"
"Player?"
"Ha..." Brando suddenly felt that he had made a mistake, and quickly shook his head: "Nothing,... you, can you see my whole past?" He suddenly became a little cautious, about everything in the previous world,
It is undoubtedly the biggest secret for him. Those things must never be revealed. Once revealed, the only thing waiting for him is to be recognized as a heretic.
Everything about the game is really difficult to explain.
"No, it's just a small part. No one is born to become a legend. But you are special. Your life before the age of nineteen was completely blank. It's a bit strange. There seems to be something blocking the effect of this spell. Yes
Martha? It doesn’t look like you are the chosen one.” Sebs shook his head to himself.
Brando breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, but what do you want to say? Sir Knight, you brought me here, didn't you just want to ask me these inexplicable questions?"
"Inexplicable? Is that how you see it?" The King of Frost Knights glanced at him: "But this is indeed a question in my mind. Don't you think your behavior is very ridiculous? Trying to change the laws of history, can you
Who to save? You are not a saint, little one. You cannot give others the fate they want, nor can you know what they want?"
He raised his head: "Let me ask you, how can you be sure that everything you do is right?"
"Maybe you can save this kingdom for a while, but at some point in the future, it will always fall into a sea of fire. There is no eternity in this world, and maybe it even lost the chance to redeem itself because of your unauthorized changes. You think you saved everything
People, but you harmed them, and one day in the future, they will blame you."
"Everything you have worked hard for is ultimately vain. Don't you think your behavior is very shallow and ridiculous?"
The tone of the King of Frost Knights was so excited that Brando always felt that the other party was referring to something. He frowned slightly and looked at the other party: "I don't have an answer to your question. No one can decide whether it's right or wrong.
, but at least I have a clear conscience."
"Have a clear conscience?"
"How foolish."
Sebos suddenly pulled out his sword - in his hand was the blood-red Soul Holder - and the King of Frost Knight's eyes suddenly turned cold, as if he was a gentle questioner one moment, and turned into a fierce one the next moment.
Butcher. He replied coldly: "Then I want to tell you, little guy, your answer to this question makes me very dissatisfied. Because of your superficial answer, I decided to kill you here to avoid letting that person
Your noble blood has been shamed, and when you die by my sword, I will ask you if you have a clear conscience."
As soon as he finished speaking, the sword light came in a flash.
Brando didn't even react at all when he saw a line of red in his field of vision. At that moment, he only had one thought in his mind: Wow, is this guy a lunatic? He just did it anyway!
