At the same time, waves of spiritual attacks and pressure pressed down on his spiritual world. Brando only felt his vision darken, but his sharp senses told him that the power of Twilight's will had greatly weakened.
"Mister Brando!" Tata shouted.
Brando understood. He slashed his sword forward, gritting his teeth as he parted the Twilight Dragon's attack. Then, he took the risk of being heavily injured and plunged into the spatial crack.
His shoulders, upper arms, and chest immediately exploded. Brendel covered his face with his hands, but there were several deep wounds on his forearms that exposed his bones.
He immediately felt a piercing pain, but he didn't dare to be distracted. He charged through the spatial crack and entered the range of Twilight's will.
Twilight's will immediately revealed a panicked expression. She wasn't good at close combat. More accurately, she wasn't good at using this body to fight in close combat. Not to mention that her power had been greatly weakened by the World Crystal Wall, and she couldn't completely suppress the few Saints present.
Roman immediately reached out to grab Brando. A black vortex of energy flashed between her and Roman, as if it wanted to tear this mortal in half.
However, Brando was faster than her.
How could a master warrior be afraid of fighting a witch in close combat?
He threw Oderfeiss, and the Golden Flame Sword immediately spun in the direction of the Law of Tiamat. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a flickering dot of light. However, Brando didn't have time to care so much. He immediately grabbed Roman's wrist with his free hand and flipped it outwards. The black claw immediately brushed past him and swept across the space to his right.
"Damn it, let go!" Romaine screamed angrily. She raised her large leather shoe and kicked Brando.
This was almost an instinctive move of Roman. Brando had been hit more than once in Wohnde. How could he let her use the same trick here? Halran Gaia flew out of his hand and brushed past Romaine. Just as the latter was about to tilt her body, Brando grabbed her ankle with his left hand as if he had expected it.
Thus, Dusk's will immediately fell into Brando's hand in a strange position.
She widened her eyes in shock, probably not expecting that a mortal would dare to humiliate her like this.
But the most unbearable part was yet to come.
After Brando grabbed her wrists and ankles, he leaned forward expressionlessly and hugged her tightly.
At that very moment, Miss Merchant was stunned.
Although she didn't know why she felt 'shocked', in theory, Dusk's will should be the most indifferent side of her.
She was emotionless and would not be surprised by any unexpected events. Her every move should be the best choice. She would never make a mistake.
However, it was a pity.
At this moment, her mind was completely blank.
It wasn't because she was shy like a young girl, but because she was so angry that it was about to overflow.
"This damn insect dares to —!?"
But it was just a moment of absent-mindedness.
Brando had already hugged his fiancée's body tightly, and with the help of gravity, he slammed back into the thin crystal wall. When he passed through the crystal wall, he felt a strange feeling.
It was as if the world behind the crystal wall was the world he was more familiar with.
But it was at this moment that the Roman reacted. She immediately understood what the other party was planning to do, but she definitely couldn't let the third magic circle form. The Roman almost immediately raised her hand to throw this damn human out.
She thought with hatred in her heart, "Halran Gaia and Oderfeiss are not in your hands. Let's see what you have to stop me this time!"
But it was at this moment.
Dusk's will widened her eyes in shock because she saw Brando hugging her tightly in his arms, suddenly tilting his head back and then slamming forward.
Bang!
The Dusk Dragon immediately experienced the third pain since she was injured twice. This pain was even more terrifying because it came from the deepest nightmare of the merchant girl's memory.
It was said that it was the most severe punishment, even worse than pinching one's face. He had only used it on her twice when she snuck into the underground of Jorgendy Ridge and sneaked into the carriage on the way to Rushta.
Only twice.
It was enough to leave a deep impression on the will of Dusk.
That was an unforgettable blow. Although it might not have caused much damage, she felt as if she was seeing stars and her head was buzzing. It was as if the world had been turned upside down, and she could no longer tell which direction she was in.
At that moment, she suddenly regretted.
Perhaps obtaining the body of a divine being was not a wise thing to do. Compared to the great will, these lowly creatures were far too inferior.
Full of weaknesses …
The third slate finally rose into the sky.
It was also shining brightly, and seventeen runes appeared one by one on the light golden magic circle.
Fate.
Wisdom.
Hope.
Martha's words, Martha's blessing, these were the expectations of a mother for mortals, the gift of a great will to this world.
The three magic circles were instantly formed. They were erected, and the fifty-one runes were erected from the magic circles, as if they had obtained a third dimension from two dimensions.
Fifty-one runes formed a circle around the Twilight Dragon. Clusters of light lit up on the 51 runes and connected with each other.
The World Crystal Wall was becoming stronger and stronger, and gradually solidified, as if it had formed a huge crystal wall.
Brando felt that the Dusk Dragon in his arms was getting weaker and weaker, and gradually became similar to the Roman. But when he looked into the latter's eyes, there was only deep hatred in the dark vortex.
He gritted his teeth, and made up his mind to let the merchant girl return to his side.
But it was at this moment.
He saw another pale face.
The Dragon Queen Gwendolyn was covered in blood. She was missing a hand, and the other hand was pressing on his shoulder. She half-closed a bloody eye and stared at him with her remaining eye.
"This is not a place where you should be –"
"Go, don't disappoint Constance."
Brando was about to say something.
Suddenly, he felt a huge surge of power, and he couldn't help but let go of the Dusk's will. The next moment, he felt himself pass through the World Crystal Wall.
There was a soft crack.
The solidified crystal formed in front of him, and it turned into a crystal wall that stretched across the sky, blocking him and the Roman. The merchant girl's expression seemed to have become eternal, fixed at the last moment of the crystal's formation.
The Dragon Queen's head was lowered, and she had lost her vitality. She was silently embedded in the crystal, standing beside her.
He raised his head.
He saw that the Great Sage, the Elven Queen, and Miss Tata were each sealed in a crystal. The colorless and transparent crystal was spreading up from their feet, as if it was formed into amber, and sealed them inside.
"Miss Tata?" Brando was stunned.
The fairy's face was pale, and she seemed to be using the last of her strength to smile at him, "Mr. Brando, it's a pity that I can't see the moment when you're crowned king. It must be a glorious and desirable scene –"
Brando was stunned. He looked at this scene silently, but he suddenly remembered the scene he saw in the tomb where the Deer Demoness Helene was.
He seemed to see the Witch Queen in the crystal wall, and saw Kelsie and that strange man.
"That is …"
"He's my father. I know you must have seen him before," the Elven Queen replied. "From the moment I saw you, I knew his ending, but I still want to thank you, Mr. Brendel. My answer is still the same as Lord Odin's, we have never regretted … …" The Elven Queen answered.
Tata nodded weakly, "Because the highest order is destined to not be obtained by mortals. The mission of becoming a Saint is to take care of mortals, but the order of the past must die. Only mortals can survive in this war. We have never regretted the path that Lord Martha once walked …"
"Help me take care of Emily, Mr. Brando," the Elven Queen said weakly, "Tell her that I love her …"
The fairy had been completely sealed in the crystal.
She looked at Brando, unable to make any sound.
But there was a gentleness in her eyes.
Brando seemed to see the nostalgia of the past in her eyes. There was a carefree fairy there.
"Hello, my name is Rose –"
It was a crystal-like lakeside, with a beautiful stag, a lush forest, and beautiful memories.
"Brando." Elanta was the last to speak. She looked at the young man. This was the second time she had met Brando. Then she said, "Don't let Saint-ausol down, she thinks highly of you –"
Brando was speechless for a moment.
…
That was the last time under the setting sun.
The man looked at the four Sages beside him and smiled helplessly.
"Elsa is the opportunity of this world, and the power is already in your hands. And the next era will be an even more insignificant era. You will see that era with your own eyes, see the declining glory and glory, see the endless fall into despair, and see the last glimmer of light in the world of order – "
"And I, am just a coward who would rather die."
"Odin, there are no cowards among the Cruz people. I will prove to you that humans are not that bad. The decline of the Miirnas is only because you are too high and mighty, arrogant and condescending. When the ancestors handed over the power to you, was the empire ever so degenerate? "
"Degeneration is unavoidable." The man laughed in a carefree manner. "The Miirnas, with their golden blood flowing in their veins, took thousands of years to complete this process, and the next era will only be more desperate and humble, like a long night without light, without a glimmer of dawn."
"You can't hear such despair in the songs of the nightingales. When the wind passes through the forest, it always brings the whispers of Goddess Elaine. Lord Odin, you and Teacher Tumen are not that kind of people. I can't see resentment in your eyes. You are reminding us –"
"No, this is not a reminder, little girl – it is just a statement, without exaggeration. Because that era will be suffocating, so the people who shoulder the responsibility need to be more determined and full of courage. The Miirnas have fallen here, can their successors shoulder this heavy responsibility? "
"I hope that you can be stronger than me, wiser than me, children. That way, you can see the future. Unfortunately, I dare not hope, because we have never succeeded – "
"Lord Odin, we have never thought of wiping out the Miirnas. Mortals just want to have a place in this world. This is the recognition of history."
"Do the Divine People still exist … Fanzin?"
"…"
"Sometimes, my eyes can see through the fog and see the world in the foreseeable future. It is so small that it is like a portrayal of the end of the world. The kingdom and the people struggle to survive in the dust of the mortal world. The people forget their honor and the glory of the past. They kill each other with swords made of iron, and blood flows everywhere. Is that the world that Martha and the ancestors want?"
He shook his head.
"That is not the victory I want –"
"Day and night, I can feel the pain and hesitation of the ancestors in my heart. Sometimes, it takes more courage to live than to die. Unfortunately, I am not a hero."
"I'm just a person who can't change but still tries to struggle. Just like Logarwisa said, I'm just a complete idiot."
"Gretel, Saint-ausol, Fanzin, Elanta, I can see your futures, and I think you are the same –"
"Odin, I have never hesitated. Running away will not solve the problem."
"You are full of courage. Oderfeiss is the portrayal of your valor. It is always indomitable, as if it is wisdom shining with golden light."
None of the four sages retreated.
The man closed his eyes and sighed softly.
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VIII: STRENGTH
The Emperor and the Fool's Chance Meeting.
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