The whole world suddenly quieted down.
Even the System's warning that kept echoing in his mind completely disappeared at this moment.
"Gaia, you are the Goddess Gaia!" Brando suddenly realized something and could not help but shout to the girl who looked like Sifrid: "Please help us!"
But he could not hear any sound even though his mouth opened and closed.
Gaia turned her head, and her green eyes stopped on him. There was a peaceful gentleness in her eyes.
The girl nodded at him, then turned around and disappeared into the white light.
Brendel could feel his heart sinking to the bottom.
He subconsciously turned around.
His vision seemed to be filled with illusions. He saw Magadal shouting something to him, but the Nun Princess' mouth was opening and closing, and there was no sound at all.
In that direction, the little girl Ren was holding her head, as if she was screaming silently. Her sister was protecting her under her body, and the two sisters were hugging each other tightly.
Fang Qi and Mr. Liu were struggling to hold on, blocking the wind in front of the two sisters. Fang Qi seemed to be shouting something to him, but he could not hear it.
Huang Huo was running towards him. She reached out her hand, but it was tightly held by the fairy Lute.
He saw the little fairy was gesturing something to him.
After a while.
He finally understood the meaning of the gesture.
Martha.
Brando suddenly turned around.
In the center of the whole world, white light was flowing along the surface of the 'amber'. It intertwined to form a stream of light, wrapping the entire gem in it, forming a huge cocoon of light.
However, in a world of whiteness —
Brando suddenly saw a woman's figure slowly walking out of the light.
She seemed to be a simple woman, but in an instant, she was so dignified and noble that one could only look up to her. She seemed to be a mother or a kind elder, but in an instant, she gave off the aura of a young girl and youth. The charm of a woman seemed to be fluctuating from her body, unpredictable and unpredictable.
Brendel could not see the other person's face clearly in the light, but he understood that the other person was smiling at him. It was a smile of praise, and there was a trace of familiarity and intimacy in it.
She nodded slightly at him. It was a gentle and quiet voice, as if it could heal all the scars in one's heart.
"I said."
"I will give you wings of light."
"So, one day, I can make you king."
"My child —"
… …
In the dark world, a bright and gentle light appeared in his vision. After a while, Brando realized that it was a passage of light.
"What is this place?"
"Where am I?"
He thought in his heart, but his feet involuntarily moved forward.
The light in front of him became brighter and brighter, as if the whole world was enveloped by this light. Everything around him was white. In this light, he gradually heard a sound. It seemed to be a group of people shouting noisily.
The crowd was shouting something.
Just as he was trying to make out the noise, a group of Knight suddenly passed by him. Brando turned around in shock and saw that those people were running forward in the light. Not far away, there was a crying baby girl lying on the ground.
When he saw the knights cautiously approaching the baby girl, he cried out in surprise and joy:
"Found her!"
"Kill her, Demon Girl!"
"Thank you, Martha, we are saved!"
Brando suddenly froze.
"Roman … … Roman … …"
His gaze fell on the baby girl, and he felt as if something was stuck in his throat.
Then he saw the Knight shouting and pulling out their swords. Brando subconsciously wanted to pull out Holy Sword Oderfeiss, but he grabbed empty air.
He panicked and lowered his head. He did not know when, but he was wearing a black and red robe. The place where his sword was originally hanging was also empty.
"No … …"
He saw the Knight raise their swords and shouted subconsciously.
However, before the knights could make a move, they suddenly disappeared in the light. Their bodies seemed to have turned into countless specks of dust and disappeared with the wind.
Brando looked at this scene in shock.
Just as he was about to move forward, another group of people brushed past him. They were people wearing black and red robes that were almost identical to his own. They passed by him but did not look at him. Instead, they walked to Romaine and picked her up from the ground.
One of them looked at the Roman with an indescribable expression. He shook his head heavily.
"What a nightmare."
He reached out to kill the Roman.
Brendel was so frightened that he rushed forward and grabbed the man's hand. But before he could say anything, another person beside him said, "Don't worry about it.
"She is at least our most successful creation. You can't just destroy her like this."
"This is the result of our joint efforts. Maybe there are other ways. Everything will have to wait for the council's joint decision."
The man holding the Roman hesitated. His hand stopped in mid-air.
"If this plan fails completely, we may have to compromise."
"No. Maybe there is a second way. The plan of the Druids may not succeed. The Bronze Tribe is violent and full of flaws. The council will not approve of it. "
"This is not good news, my brother."
"The Watchers have found that Martha is acting strangely. In the past few days, she has used seventy to eighty percent of the network's energy several times. Although it was very short, there are still traces."
"What is our great mother doing?"
"Projection. She seems to be projecting something."
The man was silent. He put down his hand. "I have to talk to her."
Brendel looked at all of this in shock, but in an instant, the figures of these people in long robes also disappeared into thin air. The last one to disappear was the baby girl. Brando felt that the merchant girl looked at him strangely. There was surprise and nostalgia in her eyes.
He was about to say something, but she also disappeared.
At this moment, Brando suddenly realized that all of this was manipulated. He turned his head and shouted in this snow-white world, "My Lord, I've been waiting for a long time.
"Lady Martha, I know you are here, but I don't understand. What is all of this for?"
But there was no voice in the space that answered his question.
Then, he saw another scene.
There stood a young girl.
She was only thirteen or fourteen years old. Her face was a copy of Sifrid's, but she was older. She had a head of dreamy green hair that fell to the ground like a waterfall. She stood barefoot on the snow-white ground.
It was the Goddess Gaia. Brando recognized her at a glance.
But at this time, the Goddess did not seem to see him. She was facing a direction and seemed to be talking to someone.
"Mother, the power of the network is almost exhausted. I have arranged for everyone to enter standby mode, but the Divine People seem to have noticed something."
"Let me see Azure, I will explain everything to them." A gentle voice replied.
Brando recognized the owner of the voice in an instant.
It was Martha.
Mother of all things.
"But," Gaia replied: "Is all of this really necessary, Mother? Why do we have to deny the Divine People's plan? Haven't we always done this for five generations?"
"Because, Gaia, we can protect this world for a while, but we cannot protect it forever. One day, we will disappear. So before that, we must make a decision — "
"Is this the origin of the Curved Surface plan, Mother? But why can't all of the Divine People know about this? Is it because of the Bronze Tribe's betrayal? "
"The Twilight Dragon has infiltrated my network. I can feel its presence, but this is also our best chance, Gaia."
Gaia nodded silently.
"I understand, Mother."
But she paused and asked: "The next era, will it really be as we think? Will we really — — be able to obtain the final victory?"
"I do not know, my child. But everything has the possibility of its existence. This may be the uncertain fate of our world, but there will always be one person who will control it."
All the voices seemed to gradually become softer and softer until they could no longer be heard.
The image of the Goddess Gaia also disappeared in an instant.
The surroundings seemed to have become quiet again.
But at this time, a gentle voice suddenly sounded in Brando's mind: "You have many doubts in your heart, don't you, my child?"
Brando suddenly turned around and looked around as if he wanted to see someone. But he found nothing. He suppressed the shock in his heart and asked: "Lady Martha, is that you?"
"It is me, child."
Brando was silent for a moment before asking: "My Lady, where is this place? Where am I? Am I still alive? "
"This is my world," Martha replied in a gentle voice: "As for whether you are still alive or not, I think you have the answer in your heart, don't you, my child?"
Brando was silent.
After a while, he finally asked the question that had been in his heart: "Lady Martha, you know where I came from, don't you?"
"I know where everyone comes from," the gentle voice replied: "My child, I know what you are thinking in your heart. Perhaps I will give you the answer."
Brando suddenly saw a sandstorm in front of him. The dust and sand gathered into a tower, forming a scene that he felt familiar with.
He stood in the middle of a street.
There were tall buildings on both sides of the road, and the traffic was shuttling back and forth. Looking back, he could even see the dazzling array of shopping malls and billboards. On one of the billboards, there was even a poster about "The Amber Sword".
All of this was so familiar to him.
It was everything in another world.
His past memories.
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