Arsène Huiyao stayed quietly in his bedroom. Considering his status, this poorly decorated room did not fit perfectly.
But he doesn't care about this. For him, how to implement the sacred will in his heart is worth considering.
His background was not noble, and he was raised by a family that could barely be considered a commoner class.
He has come into contact with the most beautiful aspects of human society in his plane, as well as those dark and dirty things.
His modest origin did not affect his talent. In the face of sufficiently outstanding and powerful talent, the solidified class could not block his growth.
His upbringing made him see the gloom of his hometown, and he wanted to spread light and smiles on the faces of everyone.
Perhaps without the emergence of comprehensive network, he would have become an upstart among the existing ruling class or established a new ruling class.
The brave will eventually turn into a dragon, which seems ironic but is a cold reality with more real meaning...
But when Arsène Hui Yao came into contact with the comprehensive network, his vision spanned from the original narrow towns and civilizations to the entire multiverse.
He was ecstatic, he found that the road to salvation was at his feet...
But soon, he fell into confusion again.
Because judging from the colorful civilization patterns depicted in the multiverse, it is not that easy to form a kingdom that is bright enough.
Unless he can make a choice, that is: accept the power of the gods.
But in the end, Alsena-Glory refused the call of a god with the priesthood of light in a certain pantheon, and he refused to rely on divine power to complete the redemption of his hometown.
He also doesn’t want to light the first divine fire in his hometown and control mortal things with a divine body that transcends the ordinary world...
What he wants to do is to be a redeemer walking in the world, but he is not just a redeemer.
What he desires more is to ignite the desire for light in people's hearts and let them voluntarily and do their best to maintain it.
Only in this way can we build a bright world that is stable enough and not distorted in Arsène's eyes.
This is undoubtedly very difficult, especially for a paladin who has not yet reached legendary existence.
But when Arsène Hui Yao abandoned his former name and took on a new one bearing the name of thorns and mission, he understood clearly.
Perhaps it was not just the desire in his heart, but also the sacred promise he made and... that would lead him to the path of legend.
At the same time, it is also the only path he chooses and sticks to...
"Dong dong dong..."
The dull knock on the door woke Arsène Huiyao out of his thoughts. After sorting himself out, he said:
"Please come in."
After getting permission, the visitor walked in. He was a very strong human male.
He looks tall and tall, and even in his daily state he wears a gray armor.
His face was covered with a dark beard, which made him look extremely serious.
"Tomorrow is the most critical moment, what do you think?"
His voice did not contain much emotion, but Arsène Huiyao could still sense his nervousness from his rather twisted brows.
"Relax, Agenbul, we have done our best."
"But I still feel uneasy. My gut always feels vaguely uneasy. I'm afraid that we will fail..."
"Tomorrow is the final of the Canyon Championship. If we fail, we will lose too much."
Agenbul's brows were knitted together tightly. He was not usually a very indecisive person.
But facing such an important moment, he still inevitably lost his composure.
However, he did not show off to other teammates, but found Arsène Gloria.
He recognized Arsène's philosophy and stood firmly behind him.
He trusts him, relies on him, and is willing to fight into the most terrifying bottomless abyss for him...
"Relax, you see I have already arranged a list of plans after we win."
"Believe me, we can win this game."
Arsène Huiyao smiled at Agenbul, and then took out a piece of enchanted paper, which was filled with dense and neat words using an inscription engraving device.
Although Arsène Huiyao's calligraphy is good, for this kind of calligraphy, it still needs to reflect the most basic function of the text itself.
He prefers to use an inscription sealing device because it won't make it difficult for others to read because of the flying words.
Agenbul took it and looked at it, although he still felt a little uneasy.
But his trust in Arsène Hui Yao made him full of confidence again. He nodded to Arsène Hui Yao and retreated.
Arsène Huiyao looked at his leaving figure, and then put away the enchanted paper.
Of course he won't say that there is another matching failed plan in his item backpack...
What he is carrying out is an arduous mission that is unprecedented for his plane, and failure is what will accompany him for a longer time.
An existence with a strong enough will and sacred goal will never be afraid of failure, they will only be afraid of confusion...
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This is destined to be an extraordinary night, and of course this night is for the origin plane of the Canyon Contest.
In fact, for many planes with inconsistent timelines, it is unclear when it is now.
However, the timeline of Isabella's plane and the origin plane of the Rift Contest are roughly the same, and of course there will still be differences.
It's just that this difference is not a big difference compared to the multiverse.
Yi Qiu touched his bald head. He was sitting on Isabella's palace.
Next to him was Isabella who called him up.
Although he was a little confused about Isabella's intentions, Yi Qiu agreed to her invitation.
"Actually, I still feel a little unwilling..."
Suddenly, Isabella, who had been silent all this time, suddenly looked at Yi Qiu and said.
Yi Qiu did not answer, although the emotions on Isabella's face looked quite complicated now.
But he didn't feel any substantial emotional fluctuations in her, so to him, those complex facial emotions were just a delicate picture.
The vast lake of the soul made Yi Qiu escape from the ordinary understanding of emotions, allowing him to deal with all this with a cold and transcendent thinking.
"Maybe in the eyes of many people, I have done well enough."
"But I think that's not enough. I want more than just this..."
"Yi, maybe you can't understand my emotions when I was defeated by you for the first time."
beat?
Yi Qiu looked at Isabella, and he activated all the Dharma heads to assist in recalling.
However, he did not remember anything about fighting Isabella.
However, judging from Isabella's somewhat subtle leaked emotional fluctuations, this matter seems to be true.
"Could it be those guys who were beaten in the arena without even seeing their faces clearly?"
A new idea came to Yi Qiu's mind, and he felt that this might be possible.
But his intuition told him: this is not the case.
"I hope to prove something by defeating you, but so far, I feel that the possibility is getting lower and lower."