The earth hummed in resonance, and a long streak of lightning formed a distant scene in the dark sky.
"… After the war of the Fifth Era, the gods began to leave our world. The last to leave was Martha. This was the Twilight of the Gods. This was the prophecy of the gods. They passed this world to the descendants of the gods, and when the blood of the gods that flowed on the earth became thinner and thinner, one day, the generation of gold and silver would replace them. After the age of silver, the age of black iron would come …"
"… In the Truth Parliament, the descendants of the Divine People found a child with a pure bloodline in the depths of Gaia's will in order to revive the glorious era. When this child was chosen by the will of Dusk, Dusk hoped to use her to steal the same level of authority as Marsha. It projected a part of its will into our world and merged with the child's soul …"
"… When it came, it was discovered by the will. Our plan began to take shape from that era. The child survived and was passed down from generation to generation until my parents met with an accident. My father and the four sages agreed on everything a thousand years later, but they hid the existence of the child. A thousand years later, on the final battlefield, your grandfather found her again … "
"… You already know everything that happened after that. When the Dragon Queen's plan failed, the will of the Twilight Dragon awakened in our world. With the blood of the ancestors, it seized the authority of our world … "
"… It found the place where the gods died and brought them back from the void. But what it brought back was no longer the great will that cared for us and protected us, but the will of chaos, puppets and empty shells that were controlled by the Twilight Dragon. Just yesterday, the stars of Wohnde had been extinguished forever, replaced by the rising constellation of the Dragon God Bahamut. After tens of thousands of years, it shone again in the sky of Wohnde."
"The gods have returned, but what they brought was not glory and hope, but cold and lifeless despair," Madara put down her handkerchief and replied coldly. The white handkerchief was stained with blood.
"This is blasphemy!" Andrea couldn't help but shout. Although she was the one who suggested this possibility to Brando, when she heard the truth, as a member of the Earth Legion and the most devout warrior of the gods and their people, she couldn't help but lose control of her emotions.
In fact, Mr. Liu and the others were also in disbelief. They knew even less about the inside story of Twilight Descent. Although they had gradually learned some things along the way, they had never been so straightforward and shocking.
Everyone was silent. Huang Huo took two steps and stopped. He looked at his teacher worriedly.
"How are the dragons …?"
For some reason, Aloz's figure appeared in front of Brando's eyes. That willful little female dragon, just like when they parted ways in Ampere Seale. Her golden curly hair was shining, and her eyes were full of slyness.
But after a while, another girl who was even quieter appeared in his mind. She had long snow-white hair and wore a pair of teardrop-shaped earrings. She was frowning and glaring at him.
"Humans, you're shameless —"
Brando's heart suddenly felt empty. After a moment of silence, he let out a long sigh.
"The dragons have no future," Queen Madara replied. "They may still be able to survive, but without the protection of the Dragon God, their bloodline will soon become thin, and no new dragons will be born. Perhaps in a thousand years, the mortals will see the last dragon in this world close its eyes. Of course, if we can wait until that day … "
"So, in the end, what is your countermeasure?"
"Yes, in my opinion, we still have two ways —" Queen Madara looked at him, a deep light flashing in the depths of her purple eyes. "One way, is to restart this world, just like what the gods did in the past. Although the Twilight Dragon has seized power, we also have a new Martha. The Twilight Dragon was sealed by the Holy One, and is one of the three remaining supreme authorities. As long as you and Échis agree, we will start again. But it is foreseeable that in the next era, our power will be even weaker. Not to mention, Échis' power will be unstoppable. Mortals may be enslaved by it, but at least the civilization can continue to pass on."
"Échis came to see me," Brando replied. "She said this to me, but I will not agree. I will not agree to this path."
"Then there is only one other way. In the prophecy, a great king will come to our world. He will open Martha's treasury and guide his people. The will of the gods will crown him in the clouds. At that moment, the whole Wohnde will sing for him. He will defeat the Twilight Dragon, and our world will usher in an incomparably bright future."
Brando looked at Queen Madara, and their eyes met in mid-air. The will of the master of the mercury staff was firm and unshakable. Brando's eyes were also calm, as if thousands of years had passed in his eyes. At this moment, he saw history, the present, and the future at the same time. But there was only one answer.
And that answer, he had already decided.
"If it were you, Your Majesty, what would you choose? Just like your father? "
"No, now the world depends on your choice, Count."
Brando sighed and shook his head.
"You have already decided?"
"I have already decided, haven't I, Your Majesty? At this moment, many people in this world are also making their own decisions. These decisions may not be important to Wohnde, but in the end, they will change the course of history."
Queen Madara thought of Brando's words, but she was obviously not satisfied with the answer.
Wohnde needed a king, not a brave warrior.
"Don't talk big," she said, thinking of her father. "I know your determination and will, but your death will not help this world. What we need is not faith and ideals, but the strength to resist the Twilight Dragon."
"But if we do not have faith and ideals, and if the civilized world does not have order and compassion for the weak, even if we defeat the Twilight Dragon, what difference will there be between our world and chaos?"
"Don't change the topic, Your Majesty. The problem now is that we have no way to defeat the Twilight Dragon!"
The queen's tone began to contain anger.
"Your Majesty," Brando's tone was very gentle, "if I am the supreme monarch you speak of, like your father in your memory, perhaps one day this world will defeat the Twilight Dragon under my rule, but in the next era, it will face the same predicament as us. Do the people in every era have to hope for a savior to save them?"
"This, is the so-called era of mortals?"
"Your Majesty," Brando sighed, "do not forget, as long as order is not destroyed, the Twilight Dragon will not die. A thousand years ago, your father used his death to prove this cycle. What happened to the kingdom founded by the Four Wise Men? The title of The Fool is a heavy honorific because it tells us that what we need is not only the wise men who created an era. "
He shook his head, "I think we have made a lot of mistakes in the past. In the future I see, people no longer need the wise men and nobles, nor do they need the divine people and the gods. In that era, the gods are no longer, and the heroes are gone. Mortals will move forward by themselves, opening a difficult path in the thorns and darkness. Perhaps that era will be very humble, and Order will be like a weak candle flame in the long night. But at least the road ahead will not be the Twilight Dragon, but the dawn, and hope will be eternal —"
"It sounds wonderful, but what about the Twilight Dragon?"
Brando was silent for a moment. His eyes flashed with a strange light, as if he had seen everything he had seen in the Elemental Frontier.
He saw Miss Tata and the Holy Ones looking at him expectantly. He saw Lord Saint-ausol nodding gently at him. He even saw the majestic figure — his grandfather, Earth Sword Saint Darius. The old man did not say a word. He just turned around silently, bent down to pick up his sword from the ground, and left Brendel with a silent back view.
There was something in his eyes that was not there before. It was as if after he got the answer, he only had the determination to move forward.
"I promise all of you," Brendel enunciated each word clearly to the Madara Queen and everyone present: "Everything that I see, will come true."
Queen Madara wanted to refute.
But when she saw Brendel's expression, the words that were about to come out of her mouth lost their strength and became pale. She silently shut her mouth.
"I promise you, Sophie."
"Everything will be fine —"
In the darkness, two tall figures turned around and resolutely walked out of the hall. There, the Miirna Imperial Guards stood still. In the army, Kelsie and Tuman were waiting.
"I believe in you, teacher."
A somewhat young voice replied.
Huang Huo walked to Brando's side. She held her sword in her hand and answered without any doubt.
"I believe in you too, my lord." Andrea whispered behind Brando, "I have seen the darkest times. The battle seemed to be endless. We won again and again, but the hope was getting slimmer and slimmer. Finally, you are back. I believe that you must be the one to bring us hope."
Mr. Liu and Philip did not speak. One of them did not understand what she said, and the other seemed to be indifferent to all of this. Delfien frowned and remained silent, as if she was thinking about something.
Only Fang Qi was beaming with joy. No one knew what he was excited about.
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