"How could I possibly do it?" Freya looked at the direction of the voice in the air. She was so surprised that she stood up from the round table without realizing it: "How could I prevent a god from awakening?" Her mind was in a mess. She didn't know why Milos would choose her. She was just too ordinary to be considered an ordinary person and had nothing to do with the gods. In fact, she thought that her ability to accept was already strong enough. Since then, After escaping from Butchi, the series of changes that happened around her made her dizzy. She finally managed to sort out a clue and barely adapted to her current status as a knight cadet. Then suddenly, a The gods suddenly asked her to help prevent its resurrection?
What did she use to relieve the itch? Did the god Yayisu stab him to death? Of course, it may be written in the legends in the future that in the last ten days of the summer of the year of Jie, the woman The knight Freya assassinated Milos, the father of the frost giant, the last god. Following the Azure Knight, the era of gods truly ended. It is stored in the lowest layers of the parchment documents of wizards, and no one will mention it again until thousands of years later.
Freya suddenly stopped her delusion, blushed and quickly shook her head. This was nothing. It was impossible no matter how much she thought about it. It was obviously a god, how could it be killed by a mortal like her? How could she want to pull out the lion? Stabbing the giant god to death with a sword in his heart and then being recorded in history is very out of character. If that guy Brando were to write history, maybe such a thing would be possible. Anyway, it's all the same absurdity. through.
She patted her face gently, trying to calm herself down, waiting for Milos to speak.
Milos seemed to wait for a while before speaking:
"Actually, it's very simple. Just pull out the Lion Heart Sword and stab me to death when I wake up."
Freya's eyes widened. Her mouth was half-opened, and she even forgot to put down the action of slapping her face. She seemed to be petrified and froze there.
Milos suddenly laughed out loud, "You have a very rich imagination, little girl. But as you think, this is naturally not such a simple matter."
Freya blinked her eyes and fluttered her long eyelashes slightly. She was stunned for a moment before she realized that the father of the giant was teasing her. This made her a little angry. What can I say? A god, a god joking with mortals, is there any precedent in history? But even a god is a weird guy with the same temperament as Brando, Freya cursed in her heart, but after a moment, she suddenly reacted and said in a panic Looking over: "You, can you see what I am thinking?"
"After all, I am a god no matter what. Don't worry, little girl, I won't care about your little offense just now." The voice laughed.
That is to say, she actually heard it. She just didn't care about it. Freya's face turned red. She opened her mouth, but couldn't speak.
"Let's get back to the subject, little girl. In fact, this matter is really not difficult for you."
"How could it be? I'm just an ordinary person, and you suddenly want me to prevent you from waking up. This is impossible no matter what." Freya shook her head, feeling that she couldn't do it.
"It is precisely because you are an ordinary person that I chose you." The voice replied.
Freya was slightly startled. She heard that there was something in this sentence and asked with some confusion: "Why?"
"Because in such an era, only ordinary people have the power to decide their destiny." The voice paused: "Have you heard of the story of the Azure Knight?"
"Are you talking about the legend that the azure knight penetrated the sky and caused the stars to fall to the ground, thus bringing about the age of mortals?" Freya suddenly felt melancholy. She nodded: "I heard this before when I was very young.
"Bedside story." She didn't finish some words. At that time, the mountains in Butchi were still green and green. When spring came, the mountains and fields were blooming with flowers. The war seemed to be a distant term, and who could have imagined that ten
Will there be today in 20 years?
The owner of the voice seemed to notice that the girl was depressed, and he gently comforted her: "Sorry, it reminds you of the past. But this story is very important to you and to me."
"Isn't that a fairy tale?" Freya raised her head and asked in a daze.
"So do you believe it ever happened?"
This is a good question. Freya was stunned for a while. Does she believe in myths? Whether it is Eruin or Cruz, there are many myths and legends, which are as far away as the records in Cangzhi Poem.
, it’s as recent as the story of the late king Ek and his knights opening up new territories, and there are even folk legends, such as those stories in the forest that scare children, and the black prophecy, but people should believe these stories.
Well, some of these stories are fabricated, and some are true, but after decades or even hundreds of thousands of years of biography, and more or less artistic exaggeration, they have long lost their original appearance.
Perhaps the legend of the late Lord Ek is still close at hand, while the stories of the King of Fire and the other three sages are only the glorious narratives on the murals. As for the earlier legends about dusk, they are as far away as
It is a dream. There are sweet dreams and nightmares among those dreams, but no one can tell which ones are real and which ones are fake.
Freya was stunned for a long time before asking: "That's true, right?"
"Some of it is true, but it did happen before, in this land."
Freya knew that what Milos said next might be the focus. She calmed down and listened quietly to the father of the frost giant. The surroundings became quiet, and the firewood was burning in the fireplace and making a mooing sound. Sometimes she felt
This spacious room may be located in a deep mountain. You can even feel the legendary trembling from the depths of the mountains. I don’t know when, there is a low, buzzing sound echoing all around.
sound.
The tea has a lingering fragrance, and the tea beads flying onto the tablecloth have not yet dissipated. The silver knives and forks reflect the warm luster of the candlelight, and the faint flames on the white porcelain tea tray are swaying, bright or dark.
"It was related to the war of the Twilight Dragon. The gods had a dispute over the future of this world. Martha, our mother, was watching us from above the hall as always. There was the Tower of Babel, and later because of the war
It was reduced to ruins, but at least in that era, it was still the center of civilization. The golden temple had a marble floor as beautiful as floating clouds. The gods lined up among them, but I could only stand at the end of the long queue.
When the dispute was at its most intense, the entire hall echoed with the voices of Alpheus and Crystal."
"Is it the Dragon of Fury and the Dragon of Knowledge?"
"Yes."
"'Why should we carry out this plan?' Alpheus said harshly. He is the most violent of all his mother's children. Although Tiamat is more resolute, she is much calmer than him." The voice was slow.
Narrated as if recounting a story he had witnessed with his own eyes: "Crystal did not reply, but Alpheus continued to sarcastically say: 'The bronze generation has been lost. In my opinion, it is more consistent to go back to the ancient times.
The beauty of order. We should not listen to those stupid lies at all, let alone leave the decision-making power to those useless hands. This is the conspiracy of the dusk, which can just catch us all.', 'Shut up, Alvers.' At this time
, Crystal finally spoke. She is the youngest sister of Alpheus. The relationship between the two was once considered by the gods to be stronger than the immortal peak that will never be broken. But at this moment, there are also faint cracks. 'They are also mothers.
My child, do you mean to make your mother sad by saying this?', Under his sister's aggressive attack, Alphes also panicked: 'I'm sorry, I didn't mean to.' He replied, but the wisdom of the crystal is
Endless. She continued: 'Everything you said, the arbiters will naturally judge right and wrong. Our task is to protect the operation of the order, not to interfere. Here, you can only choose whether
Or not.', after a moment of silence, Alpheus could only reply: 'I never agree.', he looked at his sister, his disappointment was palpable, the break between the two was like the birth of a new sea, the gap was rapid.
formed, and irreparable.”
Freya listened to this narrated story quietly. Even just listening to Milos's description, she could still imagine the dispute at the Floating Cloud Temple, but she felt a little unbelievable why there were so many conflicts between the gods.
There will be disputes. Shouldn't they have always been the guardians of the world of order? Like gentle elders, they silently guard all living beings on the Warnd continent. Whether it is slander or gratitude by mortals, the favor is always there.
It comes from heaven, but it has never been asked for.
"Why?" She finally couldn't help but asked: "'Those trashes', are you talking about us?"
Milos's voice paused for a moment: "Yes, our dispute stems from a choice."
"choose?"
"Whether to continue the mistakes made since the age of the gods, or to leave the choice to mortals, especially when facing an enemy like the Dragon of Dusk, such a choice seems extremely heavy even for the gods."
"But why is there such a choice?" Freya asked.
"Do you know the Bronze Generation?"
Freya frowned and shook her head.
"Actually, you've seen them." The voice prompted.
The girl was slightly startled, but this time Milos did not let her continue guessing, but directly replied: "The term "Bronze Generation" is rarely mentioned anymore. The people of silver and people of gold have collected all relevant documents.
It was destroyed, and the few preserved parts were locked in a forbidden place that ordinary people could not touch. Because it once proved Mrs. Martha's mistake. Although my mother didn't care, it doesn't mean that we children can accept it easily.
The same goes for the Buga people. The Bronze Generation is the monsters scattered on the earth. In the past, apart from the glorious people of order, there were also the twilight seeds of chaos. In view of the fact that monsters between order and chaos did not exist.
in this world.”
Freya was completely stunned. She knew about the golden race, the silver people, and even the black iron generation, but she had never heard of the original monster, the bronze remnant between silver and black iron, but how could this happen?
In this way, she rubbed her forehead subconsciously, feeling a little dizzy. The owner of the voice obviously noticed this, and he asked: "Do you feel a little weird?"
Freya nodded.
"Then let's start with the order of ancient times."
…
Kou Hua's cold voice echoed over the hall
"Before the world of Warnd was born in the light, the supreme beings of the Gods and Martha first appeared in the chaos. With the help of Martha, the Gods weaved this world and created seventeen thousand
Thousands of gods came to manage this world. Then the gods created a golden race from the blood and corpses of the gods' people. This is the origin of the golden race."
"The golden race is a servant, a warrior, and a staunch guardian of order."
"Then there was a silver generation. The silver generation was because Martha made a contract with the four elemental monarchs, and the people were created with the elements as their bodies and the blood of the golden race. There are thousands of silver people.
Ten thousand, they live in a kingdom on earth and are subjects of order.”
"This is the ancient classical order and the most glorious era. The Tower of Babel stands in the center of the world, monitoring the earth. There is a fortress on each of the four borders of the kingdom. Valhalla and Avalon are just one of them.
Legend has it that in that era, the ground was paved with silver. The sky was glittering with diamonds, the trees were filled with golden fruits, and the rivers were flowing with rich milk."
"But such a glorious dynasty still fell in the dusk."
"In the next two eras, the people of the gods rebuilt the world twice, but what was the result? The people of the gods passed away one by one, and all the wisdom of the ancients was lost to this day. Civilization
The most glorious victory against the Twilight Dragon came from the last war."
And just as she was saying these words, the entire spiral hall was uncontrollably tilting downwards under the control of some kind of force. The platform in the center had been completely twisted under the huge force, and more than ten people were shaking.
The long bridge was twisted into a twist and dragged towards the abyss below. Brando had been saved because of this sudden change, but he soon discovered that it was just a matter of escaping from the wolf's den and entering the tiger's mouth again.
All the reasons are because of Kou Hua's previous actions.
When everyone's attention was focused on the battlefield in the middle, Brando and the little female dragon happened to be raiding Anlek, causing chaos here. But the eldest daughter of Isis took advantage of
At this moment, she flew towards the Gray Sword Saint Mephisto. She only had a symbolic fight with Mephisto in mid-air, and was slashed in the waist by the Gray Sword Saint. Just as Mephisto
While he was still wondering how this demigod-level being from the Age of Chaos could be so vulnerable, Kou Hua was thrown in a certain direction by the force of the Gray Sword Master's blow.
The direction in which she fell happened to be in the center of the hall. Behind her, apart from the throne on the platform, there was only the amethyst half hanging in the air.
The battle situation at that time was so stalemate that both sides of the battle had no time to see in which direction Kou Hua fell, but it was this neglect that gave her the greatest opportunity. The moment she approached the amethyst, Kou Hua fell in mid-air.
Turning back in the middle, she turned around and grabbed the amethyst with one claw. If Mephistopheles had noticed this subtle movement of Kou Hua, he would have been wary of her previous fake miss, because the strength of this grasp was so terrifying, at least
He also has the strength of the peak of the law. With one claw, the crystal suddenly shattered into pieces.
Then in an instant, the scene where Brando had dodged the sword of the lizard-man sword master happened.
The spiral hall shook violently, and then the entire ground rotated and sank downwards. All the long bridges above the abyss were torn into a long thin belt. Except for a few people with the ability to fly or magic, most people, even
Including those knights in black robes who immediately lost their footing and fell down. Only then did Brando realize that something was wrong. He raised his head and could barely see Akane piercing the Azure Spear into the wall across the hall.
Fortunately, they didn't fall, but Laurenna and his wife could no longer be seen in the crowd, let alone the little prince and the eldest son of the Crown Prince.
There was also no news from Charles and others. Brando tried to contact with his mind, but he only felt a noise coming from below, and something was interfering with the spiritual world of everyone in this hall.
But in this place, he could only think of one thing.
But for a moment, he saw a huge mouth suddenly popping up in the darkness below. It looked like a giant sandworm. The open mouth was densely packed with thousands of teeth. Bran
Just take one more look and you'll understand what it is, the Frostbite Fang. This damn thing is here. It turns out that it didn't originally live in the glacier, but was locked up under this hall.
He should have thought of it earlier.
However, he grabbed the edge of the long bridge with one hand, raised his head and looked at Kou Hua in mid-air with some confusion. He somewhat understood what the eldest daughter of Isis wanted to do in the game. He could
Never heard of such a thing.
"I experienced that war firsthand."
Kou Hua floated in mid-air and finally said the last sentence. Her eyes were a little blurry, as if she was recalling.
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