Ko Hua seemed to have suddenly gone mad, turning the battlefield into such a mess without distinguishing between friend and foe. She then floated above the hall and said some crazy things. Brando grabbed the bridge to prevent himself from falling. He looked up and saw the Lizardman Sword Saint at a place higher than him, also holding onto the wall, but the other hand was carrying Duke Arreck. Brando glanced around and didn't see where the little female dragon was. He didn't know if she had succeeded, but the star-shaped stone in Arreck's hand had disappeared. Looking at his exasperated face, it was either lost or taken away.
The black-robed Knight that Arreck brought with him had long been scattered. Except for those who were extremely lucky, most of the survivors were existences above Elemental Activation. Brando counted, including the few who were still floating in the center of the hall, there were as many as eleven in total. Even if two or three lucky ones were excluded, there were still eight or nine. This number was already extremely terrifying, knowing that there was still Devard outside who was tricked by him. The Elemental Activation powerhouses gathered here today had already surpassed the entire upper level of Erouine's power.
The situation in the hall now was like this –
At the top of the hall, only Mephisto was there, and a little below was Veronica and the black-robed Knight from All For One who had previously fought with her. There were about four or five of them. Further below, floating next to the broken purple crystal, was Ko Hua, who was muttering to herself. The platform under her feet where Milos's throne was placed had already collapsed under the impact of the huge force and rolled into the abyss. Almost none of the All For One Wizards on the platform were spared. Only the Elemental Awakened Wizard later staggered up from below, obviously also suffering from serious injuries.
Around the hall, the black-robed Knight and the noble Knight of Erouine who had previously occupied the long bridges suffered heavy losses. Except for a few who reacted quickly and were still hanging on the cliff, most of them had already fallen down. The hall was filled with smoke and dust. Except for Arreck, the Lizardman Sword Saint, and Scarlet, Brando did not find any other familiar figures. He was very worried about the safety of The Shire, Metisha, and the little prince, especially when the huge mouth of the Frost Devourer below was rising little by little. The countless teeth inside were spinning like a meat grinder. Those who fell were obviously doomed.
After the destructive force that swept across the hall disappeared, the Lines of Law began to stabilize again. Brando soon felt that he had regained the ability to fly, so he let go of the bridge and flew up. However, he did not dare to get too close to the Red Ring Lizardman Sword Saint. From the sword strike just now, he felt that the Red Ring Lizardman Sword Saint was more threatening than Veronica when she was in the Loop of Trade Winds. Although the strength of the two were about the same, one was good at defensive swordsmanship, while the other was good at offensive swordsmanship. The difference was obvious at a glance.
And since the star-shaped stone was no longer in Arreck's hands, Brando did not intend to stay here for long. Under the cover of the smoke, he carefully flew in the direction of Scarlet. The hall was buzzing, and there were obvious cracks on the surrounding walls, indicating that there might be a second collapse. Brando suspected that this time, the dome of the Spiral Hall would also collapse. If that was the case, he could not stay here for long.
"Ko Hua, what are you doing?!" It was at this moment that Arreck's low and hoarse roar came from behind.
No one thought that Ko Hua would choose this moment to retaliate. She had hidden her claws and fangs earlier because she was waiting for the right time. The demons were right when they said that this woman was unruly. Arreck's face turned ashen, but it was too late for regrets. Ko Hua had single-handedly turned the entire battlefield into a mess and completely ruined his plan.
"Don't you dare imprison me, human." Ko Hua smiled proudly. "Didn't you want to see the Awakening God? You will see him soon."
"What do you mean?"
Ko Hua did not answer. Her face suddenly showed an expression of extreme pain. She opened her mouth slightly and screamed. A cloud of black smoke came out of her mouth, followed by her eyes, nostrils, and ears. The billowing black smoke gathered above the girl and formed a vague human figure. Meanwhile, Ko Hua hung her head weakly and curled up in the air. Her skin was so pale that it was almost bloodless, like an empty shell that had lost its strength and soul.
"You don't understand what happened in that war, human." A thunderous voice came from the billowing black smoke. Ko Hua's cold voice could be vaguely heard. "That was the only time in several eras that the Dusk was defeated."
"That's impossible!" Arreck roared. "After the Battle of Ebabel, even the gods were defeated. Almost all of the Golden Race died, and the Silver Race hid themselves. This is the greatest victory of the Chaos in history." The duke raised his arms and roared crazily. "What's left of Wohnde today? The gods had long since abandoned this land, and the most glorious era had passed. What was left was just a bunch of lowly insects. When dusk came again, what could these trash use to resist? They are still fighting for power and profit. They are drunk for some temporary illusions. Such a group of people, is this the so-called civilization? "
At the end, he was almost contemptuous. "It's ridiculous."
There was a moment of silence in the hall, but the fanatical chanting of prayers by the believers of All For One could faintly be heard.
"You're crazy, Arreck." Veronica had never thought that a person could be this crazy. She never believed in the fallacy of All for One. The war between the Twilight Dragon and the gods was already a distant memory. Only those evil cultists with evil intentions would hold these illusory myths as holy scriptures. She did not know what the future of Wohnde would be. Maybe it would be destroyed, or maybe it would continue. But these were not important. For humans with short lives, the most important thing was the present.
Just like for her, as long as the Cruz Empire still existed, she had to fight for it, whether it was for her family or for the empire itself.
Greysword Saint-mephistopheles also shook his head.
"It's ridiculous." The voice in the black smoke sneered. "Who told you that the gods left Wohnde after their failure? Who told you that the Golden Race all died on the battlefield of the Dusk? The Silver Race hid, not because they were disheartened. Some of the human legends that have been passed down to this day are not groundless. It's just that you don't want to believe it. "
"But there's one thing you're right about." The voice in the black smoke sighed. "Wohnde today is indeed no longer the classical and glorious era."
"When the power was handed over to the mortals, the era of the gods was gone and never to return."
Brando was quietly passing through the smoke-filled area at the bottom of the hall. He would soon return to the place where he first entered the hall — the other side of Arreck's direction. The debate between the two sides was going on fiercely above the hall. This scene was a bit like the lengthy opening speech of many important bosses in the game, but a solemn atmosphere indeed shrouded the entire hall. Everyone could feel a storm of energy gathering out of thin air. Brando felt it and realized that the key to summoning the Awakening God was actually Ko Hua, and it seemed that no one in the game had actually pulled Ko Hua to this place.
But this design was indeed a pain in the ass. Although it seemed to make sense in terms of the plot, Brando could not help but curse in his heart.
He glanced down and saw that the Frost Devourer had risen another hundred feet. It was almost within reach. This discovery startled him, and he hurriedly flew up a few more times. Ko Hua, Veronica, and the others were almost above him, but he dared not fly up and let others find out, especially Ko Hua. Who knew if this demigod-like existence would hold a grudge against him?
"This is an era where everyone chooses their own destiny. Take care of yourselves." The voice in the black smoke still echoed.
Under the black smoke, Korfa's eyelashes fluttered slightly. "Don't," she whispered softly.
The black smoke sighed. "You're free, Ko Hua."
"And I, will be reborn."
Mephisto's face suddenly changed. "Get out of the way!" He shouted. As soon as his voice fell, the black smoke that shrouded Ko Hua's head suddenly spread out and rose to the dome of the hall. A few black-robed Knights who could not dodge in time were sucked in, and before they could let out a scream, they completely disappeared without a trace. Assimilation. Veronica's face also changed. This was the most typical power of Chaos. She hurriedly flew up diagonally, but unfortunately, it was still a little too late. Ko Hua's dark soul rose very quickly and was about to wrap her up, but at this time, the female commander felt someone tugging at her from above, dragging her out of the area where she would surely die.
Veronica's face turned pale, and when she looked back, she found that it was Mephisto who pulled her out. She was a little surprised, but then a blush appeared on her pale face. She frowned and complained. "Where's your aristocratic etiquette, Mr. Mephisto? How can you grab a lady's hair?"
Mephisto did not answer, but just looked at her.
"Thank you." The female commander was stunned for a moment, then replied in a low voice.
Drastic changes were taking place in the hall.
The black smoke had completely merged into the dome, and the voice let out a burst of arrogant laughter. The bell-like laughter lingered in the hall for a long time. But the changes did not stop there. The sound of resonance in the hall was getting louder and louder. Brando saw that several long bridges had been completely broken and fell into the abyss below. They were bitten by the Frost Devourer that was climbing up from below. The latter had a good appetite and was not picky at all. Whether it was stone or metal, it was all happily accepted. It was like a gradually approaching black hole.
Long cracks crisscrossed the walls of the hall, some of which were already several inches wide. The entire hall was on the verge of collapse. Large chunks of rock fell from above, and in a short while, a 'skylight' was opened in the dome. However, outside the skylight was not a bright sky, but a dark mountain. In fact, the whole mountain was shaking at this moment. The rock wall split into two parts, and half of it had begun to sink slowly.
"F * ck!" Brando finally reacted. This was a landslide.
"Get out of here!"
He looked around and finally found the exit that he came in from before. With just a glance, the place was already like a sand castle, with mud and sand falling down, and then falling apart into a pile of ruins. There were a total of seventeen arches in the hall, and it seemed that half of them were gone in the blink of an eye. While Brando was stunned, the remaining one-third disappeared. He hurriedly flew to the last few remaining exits, but it was at this time that he felt something hit him from above, causing him to sink down. The thing made a muffled sound, and it was a girl's voice.
There were no women on Arreck's side. Brando subconsciously thought it was one of Metisha, Scarlet, or Shido, but the voice was not very familiar. He thought it might be Miss Scholar, so he pulled her into his arms. But with this delay, the last few arches had all disappeared. Brando looked at it and suddenly wanted to cry. At this time, the whole hall had obviously reached the end of its long life. The walls in all directions were falling towards him, and there was no way to avoid it.
…
At some point, the buzzing sound that seemed to come from the depths of the mountain became louder and louder, but Freya did not notice it. She quietly listened to Milos' story. It was a long story, and it seemed to bring her thoughts to that distant and glorious era. Tall towers towering in the sky, floating palaces, the Golden People in white linen robes, prostrating themselves outside the palaces made of gold, and the air seemed to be filled with the faint smell of vanilla. It was a world of order and civilization, but now, humans seemed to be struggling in ignorance.
After a long time, she blinked slightly, looked up, and asked, "In other words, the gods gave the power to choose their fate to the mortals. After that, the Azure Knight led the ancestors and defeated the Twilight Dragon. After the stars fell, in order to fulfill the agreement, the gods left Wohnde and completely handed this land over to us. That glorious era is gone, and today's Wohnde is an era where we choose our own fate, whether it is destruction or rebirth in the future. "
"You are very smart," the gentle voice replied.
"But there is still something I don't understand. Why can we do things that the gods can't do?"
The room was silent for a moment.
"Because you are the people of this world, and you don't have to fight against it."
Freya was slightly startled. "I'm sorry, I don't understand the meaning of this sentence."
"I remember telling you that half of the Iron Folk's blood flows in your veins, but unlike the Bronze Folk, you have completely given up on your powers. That's why you didn't turn into those demonic creatures whose rationality was corroded by darkness."
Freya nodded.
"That is the reason." The voice replied, "The world of Wohnde was weaved by Martha from chaos. When she placed the law of Tiamat above the sea of chaos, the world was born. The root of our world comes from the Order that is built on top of Chaos. Therefore, since the birth of the world, this opposition has been rooted in it. The stronger the power of Order, the stronger the resistance from Chaos. However, the power of Chaos has no limit. In other words, one day, this power will even surpass the control of the gods, and our world will also be reduced to ashes. This is the origin of Dusk. "
"In several eras, Wohnde has already experienced destruction several times, and the history of the earliest Gold People is long gone. This is the so-called mistake of the gods. In countless eras, the sages and wise men of the gods and other servant races have been looking for a way to end this cycle of mistakes. We have built countless civilizations and orders, but every time, without exception, we have failed. "
"The Twilight has come six times, and we have failed six times."
"And the only time that we were closest to success was at the end of the last era. Your hero, the Knight of the Azure Sky, broke the sky, causing the stars to fall to the earth. Wohnde was separated because of this, but at the same time, it really ended the Twilight. This was the only time that the civilization was not completely destroyed. Although it still suffered a heavy blow, at least it let us see the possibility of success. "
"The root of all this was a suggestion from the Darkness Dragon."
"Is it Odin?" Freya suddenly interrupted.
"No, it was earlier than him." Although she could not see, the girl could feel the owner of the voice slowly shaking his head. "The Darkness Dragon of the previous generation had already fallen in the battle of the Twilight. But like Odin, he was a person with extraordinary wisdom. He was the one who asked us to think about this problem instead of blindly increasing the power of order. What we had to do was only to preserve the fire of civilization. Therefore, we could have created a weak civilization that was no longer glorious. It could even be said that it had compromised with Chaos. It lacked power, was ignorant, and was even penetrated full of holes by the Twilight Dragon. But because of this, we almost succeeded. "
"Because even Chaos cannot devour itself."
Freya opened her mouth slightly. She vaguely felt that Milos seemed to be hiding something, but what this voice said was already the most ridiculous legend she had ever heard.
The gods actually compromised with the Twilight Dragon.
"No matter how bad it is, it's fine as long as it exists?" Freya was a little uncomfortable. After all, no one wanted to be treated like a bug.
"No, little girl, civilization will grow." Milose's voice became a little proud. "This is the greatness of Mother. This time, it will be a civilization rooted in this world. It will no longer be created or interfered with by us. It will carry the mark of the Twilight Dragon and grow little by little. It will gradually grow stronger and finally merge with the origin of this world. By then, no one will be able to destroy it."
But civilization was civilization, and Order was, after all, different from Chaos. Freya vaguely felt that something was wrong. She shook her head. "Then will the Twilight Dragon still descend?"
The voice was silent for a moment.
"It will."
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