Two beams of light streaked across the sky.
One was pitch-black and filled with despair, while the other was shining with golden light.
They landed on the ground, and the moment they collided, they stirred up monstrous flames. There were violent and unrestrained golden flames, as well as deep and gloomy black flames. When the two flames collided, there was a loud rumble that could be heard for thousands of kilometers, as if two giants had collided. After the sound traveled for thousands of kilometers, the flames gradually disappeared. The ground had long been charred, and its surface was covered in black glass-like crystals.
From the sky, it looked like a huge black glass disc.
Allen and Frius stood in the middle of this disc.
The two of them had been fighting for so long, but there was not a single wound on their bodies. Even though Frius was being pulled into the disc by Dusk, even though Allen was being pulled into it by the spatial fault, they had used their bodies to announce to the world how powerful the existences at the peak of all living beings were. Unfortunately, after experiencing the baptism of Dusk and the spatial fault, there were pitifully few living beings within a thousand-kilometer radius of the Dusk Hill.
Around this disc, the land was desolate, and there was no spectator.
"Where there's life, there's death."
After a moment of silence, Frius took the lead and said, "Life and death are an unbreakable cycle. Ever since I became sensible, I've always been thinking about what death is. "After I became an adult, I went to the battlefield and saw many of my comrades die beside me. "At first, I would feel angry for them and hate my enemies. "But after seeing more, I gradually became numb. "Gradually, I felt that death was just that. "Closing your eyes and losing your breath means death."
"What are you trying to say?" Allen said softly, but his voice was transmitted to the Black Emperor's ears without missing a word.
Frius continued, "No matter who it is, whether you're a commoner or a high and mighty emperor, death will always be an insurmountable chasm in front of life. "I've always wanted to try and jump over that chasm. "But when I became a Supremacy, the length of my life extended to an unimaginable length, but I still couldn't jump over it. "After all, no matter how long life is, there will always be a day when it reaches its end."
"Are you afraid?" Allen asked.
"Aren't you afraid?" Frius asked, "Think about it. When you fall into the arms of death, the people you care about will no longer be able to give them a hug, and the things you haven't accomplished will become a regret that you can never let go of. Although there are almost no people I care about, it's always good to not die. This universe is so vast, and there are other universes beyond this one. Just exploring these mysteries is enough for me to spend my entire life. And in this universe, I can't find a way to jump over that chasm … "
Allen said calmly, "So you want to jump out of this universe and go to other universes to find the answer?"
"That's right. Perhaps the rules of every universe are different. Things that can't be done in this universe might be possible in other universes. "Frius said in a deep voice," Haven't you thought about it, Allen? How many times has our universe experienced dusk? If I were to convert the number of times into time, then the length of time should have already far exceeded the limit of my life. What's surprising is that the Creator, who created all of this, probably existed for countless years before the first universe dusk. Just thinking about it has already exceeded the limits of our imagination. Can you really stop such a life? And for me, the universe where the Creator is might contain the rules of eternal life. "
"So, I want to go to that universe to take a look."
"So, don't ruin my plans."
Allen shook his head. "Frius, you know humans, right?"
"Your race, no, it can only be said to be your dominant race. Why, do you want to talk to me about this short-lived species? "Of course, Frius knew about humans. There were humans on Agares. However, humans were mostly slaves in the two empires. It wasn't until Allen sat on the throne of the Specter Kingdom that the humans in the Specter Kingdom were immediately released. Dobia, in order to cater to this ally, also raised the status of humans.
However, most advanced civilizations in the universe still regarded the intelligent life on the planet at the edge of the Milky Way as a short-lived species.
There was no hidden meaning to it. Just like the literal meaning, humans were a species with a very short lifespan.
"Short-lived species … Yes, the life of an ordinary human is only a hundred years. A hundred years will pass in the blink of an eye. For those races in the universe who are born with long lives, we humans are like cicadas in summer, so short that it's almost hard to remember them, "Allen said." Even if we join the high-level wars, humans are still hard to remember. "
"But now, the entire universe should know about your race. After all, there's you among them. "Frius smiled.
Allen shook his head and said, "That's not the point, Frius. Perhaps many people don't realize it, including you. The origin of humans is very short. The time it took to develop from the stone age civilization to the present is nothing for those planets with dynasties that have a history of tens of thousands of years. Of course, even now, the overall strength of humans is still very weak. "
Frius frowned slightly. "What are you trying to say?"
This sentence was originally asked by Allen, but now it was his turn to ask Allen. Frius, who had said it before, felt that it was a little like he had been countered by Allen.
Allen looked at him and said, "Then, have you ever thought about it? Have you ever thought about how such a shallow race could occupy a place in the era of the high-level wars in the universe? The root of it is that our lives are short. It is precisely because time is limited that we work hard. While you are leisurely walking on the road of civilization, we are running. Because it is short, it is destined to be brilliant. "
"Isn't there a saying in the universe that humans are a race that is good at creating miracles?"
"No, it's not that we are good at creating miracles, but that we desperately make the impossible possible. Only in this way can we catch up with your pace. This is our pride. In the eyes of many civilizations, we are primitive and ignorant. Our lives are like summer flowers. But one day, we will transform into lives that are far more perfect than you can imagine. And what drives all of this is precisely our short lives. It gives us a sense of urgency. It makes us chase after time, and in the end … surpass time! "
Frius' pupils dilated slightly. He was sincerely shocked. If these words were said by anyone else, the Black Emperor would only laugh. But coming from the mouth of a Paragon, the weight was completely different. He finally understood what Allen was trying to convey. The key to pursuing one's ideals was not the length of time, but whether one had spared no effort in pursuing it, whether one had given their all in pursuing it, whether one had given their all in every short moment of one's life.
The Black Emperor closed his eyes and slowly nodded. "Your words are very shocking, and the things you describe are also very beautiful. I am starting to change my view of humans. Your race might really be hiding those unknown beautiful things. Just like how a butterfly is just a worm in a cocoon before it spreads its wings. Perhaps one day, you really can break out of the cocoon and become a butterfly. But Allen, that's right, you almost convinced me. But it's still a little short … "
Frius opened his eyes again. He stretched out his hand, and a black aura rose from his hand. The black flames formed the shape of a worm in his palm. The worm formed a cocoon and then turned into a black butterfly. The black butterfly had just flown up when its wings withered, and it lay on his palm, once again returning to the formless black flames. Frius said in a deep voice, "Do you understand?"
Allen laughed bitterly. "I understand."
Then, the two of them appeared at the center of the black disc at the same time. The Anthem of Ashes and the Lightless Sword collided again, and countless sparks splashed out between the two swords, illuminating Frius' and Allen's faces.
Kacha! Kacha! A huge crack appeared beneath their feet, splitting the disc into two. The earth split into two, and from the bottomless abyss below, flames and magma surged up rapidly. A moment later, they gushed out from the ground, stretching for thousands of miles like a great wall of flames!
Allen and Selina were at the center of the great wall, and both the flames and the magma were scattered around them. The two of them stepped on the void, but they were walking on flat ground. After the collision, they separated, wandered, and collided again, repeating the process. Thus, with each collision, a crack would appear in the ground. Moments later, the ground, which measured in square kilometers, would collapse, digging out a huge hole in the ground.
Allen felt regretful. He still couldn't convince Frius. The Black Monarch's final flame transformation into a butterfly was a clear message to him. No matter how pleasant his words were, it was difficult to find the rule of eternal life in this universe. In the end, he still had to search for it in other universes. Therefore, a battle with him was unavoidable. Allen wasn't afraid of a battle, but he didn't want to waste time with Frius. Unfortunately, he couldn't persuade the Black Monarch, so no matter how unwilling he was, this battle was inevitable.
Frius flicked his sword, and the tip of the sword touched the Anthem of Ashes. Allen suddenly felt a strong force, as if he had been lifted up by a mountain. He was immediately bounced up into the sky uncontrollably. However, Frius floated toward the other side of the relatively flat ground. He raised his sword as soon as he landed, pointing it at Allen, who was already far away in midair. The ground trembled again, and streams of flames wrapped in magma broke out from the ground, soaring up like fire dragons. The fire dragons turned from red to black in midair, and from afar, it looked like thousands of black dragons soaring into the sky with great momentum.
Allen, who was in midair, spread his wings and stopped. He raised the Anthem of Ashes high above his head, and his sword slowly descended like a mountain. A cloud vortex appeared in the sky above his head, and a snow-white sword tip hung down from the thick cloud vortex. The tip of the sword was as large as a mountain, and the White Thearch Sword broke through the clouds.
The black dragons that were flying in the sky seemed to be pressed down by an invisible mountain, and they all fell down. The White Deity Sword passed through the black dragons, and the black dragons dissipated one by one. Immediately, a large space was cleared up in the sky.
A sword slaying ten thousand dragons.
The tip of the White Thearch Sword stabbed straight at Frius. The Black Monarch smiled faintly, and in an instant, he turned into a black meteor and soared into the sky, facing the mountain-like sword!
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