The insect-like vehicle galloped on the Tarsis Plateau, and only the insect swarms remained on the desolate plateau.
As time slowly passed, the plateau was pulled away, and they now entered a broken landscape called the "Night Labyrinth."
The metal bug carrying them quickly climbed up and down the broken landscape, and only then did Hades understand why this vehicle was used.
It would be difficult for other normal vehicles to move on this kind of terrain.
After experiencing a long and almost endless bump, Hades, who was sitting in the inner cavity of the bug, finally felt that the vehicle began to slow down.
He looked at Macado, who had been frowning since he got in the car, as if he was facing a formidable enemy.
Waves of psychic energy surrounded Malcador from time to time.
Hades knew his own physique, so he did not dare to approach Malcador rashly.
Although Hades still had many questions about himself that he wanted to ask Malcador, it was obvious that he couldn't do that now.
The giant insect slowly stopped, and cooling steam spurted out from its body.
The car door opened, and Collier's light blue eyes looked at Macado.
"We are here, my lord."
Malcador slowly opened his eyes and glanced at Hades.
"Walk."
The old man began to move, with Hades following behind him.
When Hades stepped out of the car, he was surprised to find that the swarm of insects stopped in front of a deep cave entrance. Something seemed to be flickering in the dark cave.
Malcador's footsteps did not stop, and he walked directly into the hole.
Hades swallowed and followed Malcador into the cave.
He knows where this is.
[Dragon] is here.
The fragment of the Star God, the Void Dragon.
The Dragon, who knew all there was to know about the physical universe, was imprisoned by the Emperor in the Labyrinth of Eternal Night on Mars.
But Hades didn't know why he was brought here.
Are you going to make him the Dragon Guard? Guarding the void dragon?
As the two figures disappeared into the cave, Collier Jersey glanced at the two and then commanded the insect-shaped vehicle to crawl at the entrance of the cave.
No one cares that a hole is covered in the intricate terrain of the Dark Night Labyrinth.
The wind and sand blew by, and the sun shone brightly.
"Hades."
Malcador walked through the tunnel with a vigor that was completely inconsistent with his body shape, nimbly passing through the translucent stalactites.
"Um?"
Hades tried his best to follow Malcador, but he was much bigger than Malcador. He could not get through some places that Malcador could quickly get through, so he had to find another way.
"Do you regret it?"
Um?
"What do you regret?"
"came here."
"Mars?"
"No, this world!"
Malcador frowned, seemingly dissatisfied with Hades's slow response.
Hades was shocked. He remembered that Malcador once called him "outsider".
But such a straightforward question like Malcador’s
Maybe he had encountered humans like Hades before?
Hades decided to tell the truth,
"Of course I regret it!"
"Is it possible that you can let me go back?"
"cannot."
Malcador answered decisively.
Then what do you say?
"Let me ask you, do you regret everything you have done on your own initiative?"
Hades was silent.
For a long time, the two of them just shuttled silently among stalactites and stalagmites, these translucent crystal-like natural products.
It's like some living biomass is half-solidified between the rocks, emitting a faint fluorescence.
As they began to carefully cross a bridge of crystal stone, Hades spoke.
"It's a lie to say I don't regret it. I didn't save too many people."
Herrera.
"Of course I've made mistakes."
"But looking back from my current position, I know that I will never be able to save everyone."
"I know I tried my best."
"."
The old man nodded,
"He did choose you."
Then Malcador paused and spoke again,
"I know you've seen destiny."
"But I'm telling you now, destiny is like books in a library, and you only see one of them right now."
"Destiny is ever-changing and there are no absolutes."
"You try to change destiny, you try to remove a stone from the road."
"But that could mean there's a venomous snake hiding under the stone."
"In this regard, the wisest and wisest people cannot predict what fate will look like after it changes."
"On the road of trying to change your destiny, on the road of trying to intervene in this world, you may die miserably,"
"You may be transformed into an immortal piece of flesh and spend your life twisted in pain."
"You could be betrayed by your own people and crucified on a cliff."
"You may be tortured by unknown lunatics jumping out from the roadside and imprisoned in a cage."
"Even though you may die a quick death, the changes you made will continue to profoundly impact the world."
Malcador continued to whisper, like a wizard casting a spell, cursing Hades.
"You could plunge the entire planet into destruction and kill hundreds of millions of people because of you."
"You could turn brothers against each other, warriors against each other, and the flames of war ignited."
"You could drive an entire legion into madness beyond redemption."
Finally, Malcador stopped.
A strange faint light lay ahead.
He looked back at Hades. Even though Malcador was small, at this moment, he was like a giant.
Golden light surrounds Malcador,
The old man's eyes were fixed on Hades,
"Or, let me give you the simplest example,"
"Even with all your efforts so far, the fate of the Death Guard is not as clear as you think."
"Betrayal or loyalty, survival or death, no one will know until the chess game is decided."
"Your efforts are likely to be in vain, and you will die trying hard."
"Or worse, your efforts have the exact opposite effect."
"So now, it's not too late to regret."
"You can regret your previous actions and give up everything. I will arrange clerical management for you on an unknown planet, and you can spend the rest of your life in peace."
"Or you choose to follow us, become a human backup plan, and die on the road."
Hades swallowed.
He. He actually wanted to choose the first option.
After all, in his last life, he was just a passerby living silently.
But now, after what he has experienced in this world, after what happened to Barbarus, and after what happened to the Fourteenth Legion, can he still choose that option openly?
Can he still leave everything behind without any burden and leave on his own?
When the entire human race is inevitably sliding into the abyss, can he really be alone?
Under the cover of the nest, are there any eggs left?
Besides, he's already here.
If you look back at this time and let go of everything, it will feel unjustifiable no matter what you do?
Hades spoke slowly, his voice a little hoarse,
"It's all here."
He said.
Malcador looked at him with complicated eyes, but in the end he slowly looked away.
"good."
So they stepped into the light together.
A dazzling white light suddenly appeared. It was a hall composed of geometric bodies. Colorful sheepskin scrolls were randomly stuck on the walls. Red iron beams supported the hall. Countless experimental equipment were placed here haphazardly.
In the secret part of the hall, there is a narrow tunnel that seems to go straight to the center of Mars, faintly glowing with blood.
A man stood in the middle of the hall, holding a big sword in both hands, with a haggard expression, and a bunch of gradually tightening wings on his forehead.
"Dragon Guard, Simon."
Malcador's voice sounded, introducing the man to Hades.
The man didn't speak, he stepped forward, and Malcador waved a few times in the air, his dense patterns sparkling in the air.
Simon looked at it carefully, and after confirming that it was correct, he bowed and left.
Before leaving, he turned off the lights in the hall,
In the dim hall, the red light seeping from the side tunnel became the only light.
Hades followed Malcador and walked over.
"This is one of the few things I can do for you."
Malcador sighed,
"After this, we can't give you anything, we can't point you to anything, but you and I both know what you are going to face."
"Good luck."
Golden light bursts out! ! !
The rickety old man was instantly shrouded in dazzling golden spiritual energy, and a pressure that made him unable to stand up appeared in front of Hades——
That's the Emperor's psychic power!
Malcador was like a burning torch, his withered body was burning violently, and the emperor's spiritual figure faintly appeared on the old man.
He stretched out a hand and pushed Hades directly into the deep tunnel with a sudden force.
"Discover the wisdom of dragons."
"This is just a dream, as long as you follow it and finally wake up."
Hades felt his body falling rapidly——
"What will happen to me??"
he shouted,
"Everything you can't understand!"
The face of Malcador, or the Emperor, shouted at the fading entrance of the cave,
“Absurd about everything!”
So he fell, into the dragon's dream.
There is another article today
(End of chapter)
