Amidst the ice and snow, there was a long sigh.
"So. That's. How."
The bone-chilling sound was like a gust of cold wind that passed through the crisscrossing ice caves, sweeping up the sparkling ice dust and rustling it. It also seemed like it blew through the crowd, causing the originally bone-chilling temperature to drop by a few degrees. At that moment, Erouine's people, Cruz's people, Mountain Folk, Ash …
The Sword Saint and the two dragons were all alarmed, and the Lines of Law around the few people who had stepped into the Elemental Realm immediately became bright. Brando and the little female dragon's were golden, Shitah's was silver, Veronica's was cyan, the Ash Sword Saint's was gray, and Scarlet's flashed by like lightning.
The general cyan and the pale white of Metisha's Spiritual Essence.
But these were meaningless.
The cold wind continued to move forward, and in an instant, all the Lines of Law collapsed completely. "This is!" Brando heard Veronica's incredulous voice, and the Ash Sword Saint's amazement. This was indeed worthy of amazement. Martha's Law seemed to be the most superficial force in nature.
It collapsed in front of them, and it was as easy as crushing dry weeds. This was an unprecedented spectacle. The whistling wind wrapped up the ice dust, forming a flowing white cold wave. It passed by everyone, and everyone felt that their movements were thousands of times slower, as if time was about to stop.
Vader's speed was also stretched, and became heavy.
Brando's pupils widened slightly, and his eyelids became extremely heavy. But because of that moment, he still felt an incomparably familiar power. This was the breath of the Bronze, returning to the origin, the most primitive and majestic power from nature.
Then everything around him was erased, and only the Frost Knight King could be seen in the infinite wind, like a silent statue, standing not far away from him. Between the two, everything seemed to be frozen, and the figures of Metisha, Peya, and Veronica dissipated with the wind like sand.
Time, time had become meaningless in this place. He could even see the ancient glaciers beginning to melt. Time seemed to have been stretched thousands of times. With the two of them as the center, the mountains and rivers moved, the earth sank, and the valleys rose. Forests and lakes were formed, and the land and the sea were eroding each other.
In the blink of an eye, everything had changed. Lush vegetation grew on the barren land, and then it formed a boundless plain.
That instant was an eternity.
The glacier seemed to be a scene of the past. What appeared in front of Brando's eyes was the distant horizon gradually dyed with the color of fire from east to west. Then, a lonely setting sun hung on the horizon. This warm and weak golden setting sun burned after dusk, and it swayed slightly as if it was plated with gold.
On the meadow.
It was dusk.
When the wind blew through the meadow, the grass rustled.
"So. That's." Seibers' sigh turned into a meaningless sigh.
Brando only felt that his body was loosened, and he regained control of his body. However, he was still standing there. He was stunned for a moment before he reacted. His mind was still recalling the magnificent scene from before. He knew where he was. This scene was not the real transformation of the world, the continent.
The change was not the reversal of time, but the scene from a thousand years ago. This was the Extreme Plain. The absence of magic in the wind told him the answer. In the blink of an eye, Seibers pulled him into his territory in front of everyone. This was his second time in this life.
Including his previous life, the number of times he came here was uncountable. However, it was difficult to express the shock in the game. It was as if ten thousand years had really passed in an instant.
The blink of an eye turned into eternity. No matter how realistic the game was, it could not simulate such a scene.
However, the power of eternity could.
"The beautiful sunset of my era is still so enchanting even today, a thousand years later. It's a pity that even if time stops, mortals still have to move forward. You must have never stopped to look at the scenery along the way. Mortals, fighting and killing is so tiresome. "
Seibers looked at Brando's calm face with admiration. He did not know that Brando was already used to it. He only thought that it was a rare quality.
However, Seibers' expression was still cold. To the undead, memories of the past were only left with the pain and regret of torturing the soul.
Brando was not in a hurry to answer. He still had other doubts in his mind. "You said that he was only at the peak of the Law. Master Saint-ausol, I don't think that the power of the peak of the Law is enough to pull someone into the Extreme Plain."
"I also said that it was not his true strength," Saint-ausol answered matter-of-factly.
Brendel wisely chose to shut his mouth. After all, he had a deep understanding of this Elven lady's arrogance. As long as the Wind Empress had a reason, then she must be right. Even if she didn't have a reason, then she might not necessarily be wrong. Trying to argue with a lady who could be both positive and negative.
There must be something wrong with his brain if he were to debate with a lady who had two hundred examples from history. This was an existence that mortals called a sage with a thousand years of experience. Even if one-third of the time was spent sleeping, it would still be three hundred years.
Brando's experience in this life was fifteen times more than what he had seen in his previous life, and three times more than what he had seen in his previous life.
In other words, this was three times more of a slap in the face.
Brando did not feel the need to experience all this. People could make mistakes, but they must not make the same mistake again and again. The former was a problem of meticulousness, while the latter was a problem of intelligence.
He raised his head. The Frost Knight King of the Miirnas did not just pull him into the Extreme Plain to discuss the scenery with him. Memories for the undead are full of regret and pain that tortures the soul. Every memory is a kind of torment for them. They linger.
In these memories, they were waiting for release. And Seibers' release was the oath that he had sworn to protect.
He must have brought him here for the Blood of God that flowed in his body from the Darkness Dragon.
That was the inheritance of The Fool.
The King of the Miirnas.
"Little guy, let me ask you. Are you the one chosen by that guy?" Seibers paused for a moment and slowly opened his mouth.
"If the guy you are talking about is your king, the Darkness Dragon Odin, then I have to nod my head," Brando replied.
"Barely," Seibers replied slowly, "But do you think that you have one of the seven seals in your body, so you are qualified to negotiate with me on an equal footing?"
Brando shook his head, "That's your opinion. I don't need any reason to be on an equal footing with anyone. In my opinion, everyone is equal."
"Interesting," Seibers said thoughtfully, "Then what qualifications do you have to save those people? You are not a savior. Some people are destined to struggle in the fire, but you changed their fate."
Brando was slightly taken aback, "What do you mean?"
"You know, history always shows a surprising similarity." The Undead of the Frost Knight King drew a circle in the air with his fingertips, "Whether it's an empire or a kingdom, from its rise to its peak, and then to a touch of dust, history always faithfully follows its rules.
You try to grab its reins and pull it back on the right track, but you don't know that this in itself deviates from the original meaning of history. Going against the heavens, the actions of The Fool — "
"You can see my memories!?" Brendel finally showed a surprised expression. Seibers' words were obviously an evaluation of his actions, and he had not said a single word to this guy in front of him. In fact, they had only met for a short while, so how could this guy be so arrogant?
How did he know about his past?
The only possibility was to read his mind.
But this did not exist in the game, and it was also forbidden black magic.
"No," Seibers opened his mouth, revealing a soundless smile. Brendel could finally see the Soulfire dancing in his eyes, "It's just a little trick. You should have heard of this spell before. You should be happy, after all, under this law,
Martha at least recognizes you as a hero. "
"That spell …" Brando suddenly remembered the spell and couldn't help but be a little stunned, "Isn't it not allowed to be used on players?"
"Players?"
"Ha …" Brando suddenly felt that he had made a mistake and quickly shook his head, "It's nothing … You, you can see all of my past?" He suddenly became a little cautious. Everything about the previous world was undoubtedly the biggest secret for him. Those things
Must not be revealed. Once it was revealed, what awaited him would only be the end of being regarded as a heretic.
Everything about the game was too difficult to explain.
"No, it's just a small part. No one can become a Legend when they are born. But you are special. Your life before the age of nineteen was completely blank. It's a little strange. It seems that there is something blocking the effect of this spell. Is it Martha? It doesn't seem like you are the chosen one. "
The chosen one. "Seibers shook his head as he muttered to himself.
Brando breathed a sigh of relief, "Okay, but what are you trying to say? Sir Knight, you didn't pull me here just to ask me these inexplicable questions, right? "
"Inexplicable? Is that what you think? " The Frost Knight King glanced at him, "But this is indeed the question in my heart. Don't you think your behavior is ridiculous? Trying to change the law of history, who can you save? You are not a Saint, little guy, you can't
Give others the fate they want, and you can't know what they want? "
He looked up, "Let me ask you, how can you be sure that everything you do is right?"
"Maybe you can save this kingdom for a while, but at some point in the future, it will always fall into a sea of fire. There is no eternity in this world. Maybe it will even lose the chance to redeem itself because of your unauthorized changes. You think you have saved everyone, but you have harmed them in the future.
There will be a time when they will blame you. "
"Everything you have worked so hard for is in vain. Don't you think your behavior is very shallow and ridiculous?"
The Frost Knight King's tone was a little agitated, so much so that Brando always felt that the other party was implying something. He frowned slightly and looked at the other party, "I don't have an answer to your question. No one can decide right or wrong, but at least I have a clear conscience."
"A clear conscience?"
"How ignorant."
Seibers suddenly pulled out his sword. In his hand was the blood-red Soul Detainer. The Frost Knight King's eyes suddenly flashed with a cold light, as if he was a gentle questioner a moment ago, and the next moment, he became a murderous butcher. He replied coldly, "Then I want to tell you, little guy, your answer to this question made me very dissatisfied. Because of your shallow answer, I have decided to kill you here, so as not to shame the noble bloodline. When you die under my sword, I will ask you if you have a clear conscience."
As soon as his voice fell, the sword flashed.
Brando didn't even have time to react before he saw a line of red in his vision. At that moment, there was only one thought in his mind:
Damn, is this guy crazy? Why did he attack just like that?!
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(PS: This time I am stuck for a week. Sigh, anyway, this is my bad habit … You all know that I don't know why, but I always feel that the writing is not good enough, and then I am very conflicted. I can only guarantee that the time I am stuck will be shorter and shorter. It will definitely not be like Canaan, which was broken for a few months. Last time, I posted a chapter of Canaan on April Fool's Day. I wanted to tell the old readers of Canaan that if there is a chance in the future, I will still finish Canaan. As for whether I will start a second chapter or continue it, it will depend on fate.) (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to qidian.com to vote for me. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
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