"Situ Yi and Lord Yinlu..."
"Totally dead." The man said firmly.
"Ilandia's impermanent method..."
"I won't go back yet." The man answered with the same certainty.
The morning sun shines into the hospital corridor, illuminating the white tiles golden. There was a lot of noise inside and outside the hospital, and the anxious sounds could be heard even in the VIP area where they were. The sound of knocking crystals was mixed with the voices of people, and it sounded like they were deep in the mine, and everyone was a miner carrying a shovel.
The man in black stood expressionless. Gongsun Ce sat on a stool in the corridor, his head lowered, and asked again: "Where is everyone?"
"That's it." Yan Qi replied patiently, "I can't come back."
The ward behind them was urgently transformed into a storage room-like structure, and crystals from all over the capital were transported here. The blond female knight used her power over and over again in the room, launching miracles that reversed cause and effect. However, what appeared after the crystal shattered was not a human body, but more exquisite "corpses" that looked like crystalline life.
Finally, the golden light stopped shining, and Orianna's crying could be heard in the ward. Mo Yuankai comforted her in a low voice, and helped the knight with red eyes out of the ward. He went out and saw Gongsun Ce sitting at the door, asking like a machine: "Situ Yi and Lord Yinlu..."
Orianna wiped her tears hard, and Mo Yuankai patted his younger brother on the shoulder, and spoke tiredly, his voice hoarse and weak: "Ace, don't ask."
He lost count of how many times he had been asked these questions. From the moment he woke up, he saw Gongsun Ce sitting like a corpse, asking the man questions repeatedly. Are all the enemies dead? Can the impermanent method be returned? Is there any hope for everyone? Yan Qi told him over and over again. All dead. Not going back yet. Hopeless.
"..."
Gongsun Ce slowly raised his head and looked at Mo Yuankai. He was still speaking mechanically: "Alandia's impermanent method..."
"Can't you fucking understand people?" Yan Qi scolded, "If you don't understand, get out!"
Gongsun Ce suddenly stood up, grabbed the man's collar, and shouted angrily: "Why do you draw conclusions?!"
Yan Qi looked at him with disdain: "I am as high as the Knight of Dawn, the pinnacle of Creation!"
"Then you think of a way to create the pinnacle of the world!" Gongsun Ce roared, "So many people have died here!"
Yan Qi threw him to the ground, straightened his collar, and said indifferently: "What happened to Chuangjie Peak? Is he awesome?
Wasn't the Dawn Knight still defeated? Didn't Situ Yi break through to the top and still be killed by you with a sword? When you took the Final Sword, you could even kill Situ Yi. Why didn't you go rescue these people? "
Gongsun Ce's body trembled and he fell silent. Yan Qi said in a deep voice: "See the facts clearly, Gongsun. If you say you can't save me, you can't save me. There has never been an omniscient and omnipotent god in this world. No matter how powerful you are, your hands and eyes can reach the sky, there are still some things you can't do!"
There was silence in the corridor. Mo Yuankai and Orianna helped Gongsun Ce up. There was emptiness in the eyes of the gray-haired boy.
"...What about me?" Gongsun Ce murmured, "What should I do?"
My enemy is dead. My friend is hopeless. The law of impermanence I inherited will not go back.
what should I do?
"It's none of your business." Yan Qi waved his hand coldly, "Go back to the Capital of the Sky and stay. Spend the summer vacation, sleep, and do whatever you like."
Gongsun Ce looked at him blankly and at the people around him. He broke free from their support and walked away stiffly like a zombie.
He walked through the wards and saw many acquaintances. He saw Gaffrey and Raquel, who had finally been rescued, resting in the ward, and Roninlus, who had suffered a spiritual injury, was still in a coma. He paused in front of the ward at the end of the corridor and turned the doorknob.
The door opened, and Alandia was lying on the bed. Her sleeping face was peaceful and relaxed, not as calm as usual, almost indifferent. He sat down on the edge of the bed and held Alandia's hand tremblingly.
The Dawn Knight is truly relaxed now. She no longer has to worry about any responsibilities or official duties. She has accomplished everything she needs to do. After inheriting the spiritual light to Gongsun Ce, she entered a deep sleep. Yan Qi said that this kind of thing was unprecedented. She would sleep for a long time and might not wake up until a year later.
Gongsun Ce recalled her instructions and every moment he spent with her day and night. Guilt and self-blame permeated his heart, leaving the young man speechless. He couldn't do anything, not even say a word to Airendia when he was leaving.
Gongsun Ce lowered his head and was speechless for a long time. He didn't shed any tears, he didn't cry, he couldn't do anything. He couldn't even remember clearly. He couldn't remember exactly how he killed Situ Yi, or what happened after that. He only remembered Situ Yi's words before he died, he remembered fighting and roaring like a demon crazily, and he remembered the tragic scene he saw after falling to the ground.
That's his fault. Gongsun Ce suddenly thought that in the end he really didn't accomplish anything.
The young man's eyelids slowly closed, and he fell asleep due to extreme fatigue. Everything in the dream was so vivid. Alandia sat up from the hospital bed, hugged him as before, and spoke softly.
[Ce, don’t blame yourself too hard. You have done your best...】
【You are my glory】
"...!"
Gongsun Ce woke up from his brief dream and saw reality. In reality, Arlandia is still sleeping peacefully, and her voice is just a phantom lingering in her heart.
He realized that it was all a dream after all, and Airandia still existed. But this time she will not lecture him again, discuss it with him, or talk to him about her past...
No more gentle smiles at him.
·
Mo Yuankai watched Gongsun Ce walk away without saying a word. He knew that the other party needed silence now, and everyone needed silence now.
He patted Orianna's shoulder and said slowly: "You did your best, Orianna."
"I know, I know...!" The Seventh Knight burst into tears, "But if we can... if I can... woo!"
Mo Yuankai hugged his lover until she was tired of crying and closed her eyes. Orianna also fell asleep. She has been running the World Creation Magic all the time since she woke up, but the World Creation Magic is not a machine with unlimited power after all. , they will cry and get tired.
He walked into the ward and helped Orianna to lie down on the bed. He closed the curtains for his lover and walked out of the ward. Yan Qi was still standing in the corridor.
"Thank you very much this time, Mr. Yan."
Yan Qi said "heh" as a reply. Mo Yuankai looked into the man's eyes and asked, "Are Situ Yi and Lord Yinlu really dead?"
The painter sneered: "It stands to reason that he should die."
Mo Yuankai asked again: "Can the impermanence of the Dawn Knight be returned?"
Yan Qi raised his eyebrows: "Not now."
Mo Yuankai asked in a deep voice: "Is there really no hope at all to save everyone?"
"Not now."
Yan Qi answered lightly, while Mo Yuankai's eyes were extremely complicated. He sat in the seat where his younger brother had just been, and after pondering for a long time, he raised his head and said, "Mr. Yan, the answer you gave me is completely different from A Ce's."
Yan Qi leaned against the wall with his arms crossed, and sneered: "Do you think hope is a good thing for everyone? Why do you have so many useless goals and expectations?
I'm telling you this because you need to keep moving forward. I don’t tell Gongsun this to me because he will go crazy and become obsessed! "
"You're right." Mo Yuankai smiled bitterly. He hesitated to speak several times, and the many words that were muffled in his chest finally turned into a sigh: "Alas!"
"Sighing is useless. Pack your things and go back to Cangdu in the afternoon." Yan Qi glanced at him sideways, "Do you know what's going on with you now?"
"I know it well." Mo Yuankai nodded, "I don't want to say more, I don't dare to think too much. Just... just treat me as exhausted and seriously injured, okay?"
Yan Qi looked at him for a few seconds, his eyes seemed to be able to see into the depths of people's souls.
"I will take responsibility and trust you once." The painter nodded, "I will handle the official side, and you can handle the rest by yourself."
"Thank you." Mo Yuankai stood up, "I want to go out and have a look."
"None of my business."
Tianji had no objection, Mo Yuankai went out alone. He passed by the bathroom and washed his face, and saw his hair in the mirror as dark yellow as withered grass.
Ever since he woke up, he knew that he couldn't use his power. Maybe his hair would turn completely black before long, just like when he didn't have the power.
Mo Yuankai observed while walking across the hospital and found that the hospital at this time was like a small society. Human joys and sorrows were staged in every cubic meter of space, full of joy and reunion, but also full of sadness and farewell. The differences in identity and status no longer exist at this time. Whether they are nobles, businessmen or ordinary people, everyone is equally powerless and vulnerable in the face of natural disasters. He walked past the wounded, their families, and the medical staff who came from other cities to support him. He felt like a passerby who just passed by but could not change the outcome.
Mo Yuankai walked out of the hospital gate and saw the streets of the inner city. What is reflected in the two children are crumbling roads, collapsed buildings, broken trees, and people who are almost emotionally depressed after the disaster. The pure white city street scene in his memory overlapped and separated from the ruins of the aftermath of the disaster, making him feel a little confused for a moment.
The royal capital was not completely wiped out. Yan Qi, who arrived at the last moment, restored most of the glass crystals using the World Creation Method, saving most of the citizens from disaster. But as Tianji said, the Peak of Creation is not an omnipotent god. After all, some people cannot be saved.
】
The main casualties came from Situ Yi's attacks from high altitude. The collapse of a single crystal mountain would cause an avalanche-like effect, shattering countless creatures around into dust. Other casualties came from common things such as building collapses and gas explosions. Phenomenon. He didn't know exactly how many people died, maybe hundreds of thousands, maybe millions.
There is also a small number of citizens who have been in contact with the glass crystals for so long that they are completely assimilated by the power, and even the creation method cannot restore them from the crystals. Among them are the knight Yulia, the knight Sarah, the second prince Jackson, and many brave men who conveyed their power to them in the battle against the evil dragon. They are the warriors at the forefront against the Netherworld Disaster, and they are also the first victims of the Glazed Disaster.
It was these warriors that Orianna worked hard to save in the hospital. The result of her efforts was that they turned from crystallized life into statue-like bodies. The power of reversing time could not save their companions.
"..."
Mo Yuankai walked in silence, walking among the people who were surviving after the disaster, watching their anger, their powerlessness, watching the quarrels that broke out among them, and watching the hysterical emotions collapse into tears in the end. He didn't want to look at people anymore, so he looked at the destroyed houses. Where once he could remodel any building in an instant, now he can't even fix a lightbulb.
Mo Yuankai was tired of walking and watching, so he simply sat down on the street. The survivors came and went, but no one paid attention to the foreigner with strange hair. Mo Yuankai stared at the dry tree trunks across the street and suddenly heard a slightly familiar voice.
"Hi...? Are you... a super hero?"
Mo Yuankai turned his head and saw an orange-haired gangster waving to him. Tyros stammered.
"What I saw should be you... that giant man standing tall and shining with golden light in the mist. That's you, right?"
Mo Yuankai was silent for a few seconds: "It's me."
"I knew it! It was amazing. When I woke up, I saw you fighting the dragon. I felt like my heart was filled with courage."
Tyros came quickly and sat down beside him, dancing with excitement.
"It's all your fault, I know! It's the same as a month ago! Everyone was dead and the capital was destroyed. It was you who made everyone come back from the fog!"
Mo Yuankai moved his gaze downward. He could no longer look at the expression on the other person's face, it was extremely painful.
"Man! You really deserve to be on the front page of the newspaper this time. You deserve the biggest medal... Not only that, even the Queen has to bow! You are the saviors of this country..."
Tyros was still talking, and the superpower finally interrupted him: "You are crying."
Tyros was stunned, and he touched his face in disbelief.
"Am I crying? Why... maybe I'm just too excited... You know, we haven't read many books..."
Mo Yuankai asked in a low voice: "Is your friend still there?"
"Kapulo? He's here." Tyros was in high spirits. "To be honest, you can't imagine how lucky we are. We saw the dragon and took a look. Then our house collapsed and the beams were smashed from the middle. When we came down, we were buried in the ruins...and then magically, we, we 'saw'...a, a person. I asked him for help, I learned, no, look for it! I found a 'way' to get out. 'Method'. And we survived, we all survived..."
His narrative was confusing and incoherent, like a patient who had escaped from a lunatic asylum. Mo Yuankai listened heavily and saw the man's tears falling drop by drop.
"Then we went out, wanting to help the neighbors in a building...but they were all buried under the rubble." Tyros stuttered, "Let's move away those shiny pillars. It took a long time... We later dug up the ruins... But those were not even corpses...
Just... just like porcelain, glass, dropped to the ground..."
The man couldn't stop crying, and his tears fell on the ground one by one. His face was stained with tears and snot. He looked pale and gasped hard. It took him a long time to squeeze out the silent words from his body.
"……Broken."
Mo Yuankai's hands were trembling. He wanted to pat the other party on the shoulder, but he felt that he was not qualified.
In the end, the hero just lowered his head feebly and whispered: "I'm sorry."
"I don't blame you, man. Really... you saved so many people... Without you, I would have died a long time ago... But, I just want to say..."
Tyros covered his face in pain and hunched over, sobbing and saying words that even he knew were too harsh.
"Why? Why couldn't you save more people?"
The superpower is speechless.
What else could he say? Said that he was exhausted after defeating the evil dragon? Are you saying that everyone has fallen into the villain’s scheme? It was said that everyone died in the end, but it was A Ce who saved the situation by holding on alone?
How is he considered the best in the world... and what kind of hero is he?
"sorry."
Mo Yuankai had no choice but to apologize, speaking feebly and meaninglessly. Tyros cried bitterly for a while, wiped away his tears, and shook his head resolutely.
"No, man. You shouldn't apologize. You don't owe anyone, you are a real hero." The man said hoarsely, "This is... you know... Capullo and I are still alive... Diela Dead...Hyde is dead...I figured it out..."
He stood up unsteadily and grasped the hero's shoulders once more, his eyes like those of a martyr, with quiet madness.
"It's not your fault. It's not anyone's fault."
"The world is crazy. Really, the world is crazy."
For a moment, Mo Yuankai wanted to echo. But he resisted the thought of giving up on himself. He was worried that his words would cause this exhausted man to collapse completely and step into the abyss of madness. In the end, the hero could only say pale words: "Tyrros, don't think about it. Everything will be fine... You should rest."
"You're right, you're right." The man repeated mechanically, "We should all rest... You look tired too, I'm so sorry... Hey, remember to ask the queen for the reward, you deserve it, She has to give it to you.”
"good."
"It's time for me to go find Capullo... Goodbye, man! Don't put too much burden on yourself! You were never right, it's the world that's gone crazy!"
Tyros staggered away.
Mo Yuankai stood there, staring at his back until the man completely disappeared from sight, silent for a long time.
[It shouldn’t be like this]
【We could have saved everyone...】
"Stop talking." Mo Yuankai said to himself, "Stop talking."
He suddenly felt very tired and didn't want to talk or think. It seems that if you close your eyes, you will fly away and fly to a distant place far away from the world. So he closed his eyes, as if his spine had been pulled away, and his body fell to one side.
Mo Yuankai failed to fall to the cold ground, he fell into the warm embrace. Orianna came over at some point, hugged him tightly, and conveyed her feelings to the man who was about to collapse.
"I'm so tired, Orianna."
"But you will not fall, Mo." Orianna said firmly, "You are our hero."
That cowardly girl suddenly became stronger than me...
Mo Yuankai suddenly looked at his lover's face, seeing the same sadness and the same tenacity in her eyes as his own. He felt something cold on his face and realized it was white snowflakes.
It snows again, in the last month of winter in the Kingdom. Pure white snowflakes are flying down like snow-white velvet blankets falling from the sky, soothing the city that has survived the disaster and soothing the scarred people in the city.
A truck drove past on the main road that was being repaired urgently. In the truck was a set of severely damaged pitch black armor, which was the sacred fire that was recovered after the incident. The driver looked at the scenes of joys and sorrows in the royal capital and was so breathless in the carriage that he simply opened the window to get some air.
The cold wind blew snowflakes into the car, making the driver shiver. The snowflakes swayed in the wind and slowly drifted to the armor behind. Inside the ferocious scars of the Holy Fire Armor, a faint black-red brilliance flashed at this moment. So the snowflakes melted in the scars of the armor and turned into a trail of water flowing through the charred metal, like the ancient armor was crying.
·
It snowed heavily all day and all night, and the superpowers could not see the end of the snow. That afternoon they took a special plane and flew back to the Capital of the Sky.
Gongsun Ce sat on the seat by the window, staring at the dilapidated city in the snow. When he came, he looked at the pure white city underground from the sky, his eyes full of wonder. Now the city is no longer glorious, and the young man is no longer the same person he was back then. Suddenly he remembered the purpose of his coming to the kingdom. They came to repair the Holy Fire Armor in the first place, but when they left, the armor was still broken, almost exactly the same as in its original state, as if it was a cruel joke of fate.
Nothing seemed to have changed, just two months seemed like a lifetime ago, they just came and left again.
He slowly closed his eyes, stopped his thoughts, stopped looking at the snow outside the window, and fell into deep darkness.
The plane soon flew away from Albion Island and passed over the Confused Sea. There is a small boat in the sea where the fog has dispersed. A child in black clothes and black hair is standing alone on the head of the boat, carrying a baggage and looking up at the birds in the sky.
"When you come, you have great ambitions, but when you leave, you abandon your armor and follow your soldiers." Lord Yinlu laughed at himself, "Big plan, big plan. It's a fucking failure."
A feeble reply came from the baggage: "Keep the green hills here... don't worry about not having firewood..."
Lord Yinlu untied the baggage, and Situ Yi's skull rolled onto the boat. The cross section of his neck was burning with black and red calamity fire. The power of the Final Sword followed him like poison, making the spiritual master at the peak of Creation use all his abilities to survive, and his aura was as weak as a child's.
Lord Yinlu shook his head silently, his eyes full of disdain. When he woke up from his slumber, he saw Wuxiang's head falling beside him and shouted to my dear friend, save me. The two powerful figures only had time to recover the power of the Hell Realm and hurriedly escaped from Albion Island.
"Thank you, dear friend, for saving my life~" Wu Xiang's eyes were full of gratitude, and his moved tears fell on the boat and merged with the sea water.
The Lord of the Hidden Law could have thought that his best friend with only his head left actually had the energy to "do" something else before awakening the weak him. It's a pity that now he has lost some things, some memories, spells, and intelligence... He failed to think of those possibilities, or in other words, even if his state was the same as before, he did not believe that his best friend would be behind it. Own.
Therefore, the Lord of the Hidden Law swallowed back the words that added insult to injury and sighed: "Thank you for what? If you hadn't helped me back then, I would still be a lonely ghost. Let's go, recuperate, and figure it out slowly."
The waves rolled in the confused sea, and the trace of the boat disappeared.
·
In this way, all the people from outside the island left.
In this way, the drama born of prophecy came to an end.
However, if the Prime Minister Situ Yi himself had not concluded the story, he would have said that the story has not yet been fully explained, because everything outside the kingdom is the "guest", while the people and things within the kingdom are the "host". The Dawn Knight fell into weakness, the Fire Knight and Queen Anne died in the battle, and the Resurrection Mage fell into a long slumber. The strong men of the older generation left the stage one after another, but there were also new people standing at the center of the stage.
The position of captain is temporarily vacant, and the seventh knight Orianna Cavin has become the strongest person in the kingdom today. She has taken on the corresponding responsibilities after breaking through the realm of creation.
The Mage Academy has not elected a new chief for a while, and the apprentices decided to reserve this honor for the old mage until he wakes up from his long sleep.
And a kingdom cannot be left without its owner for a day.
"..."
Gray was sitting on the seat where her mother had been, holding a strange-shaped dagger like a horn in her hand. She said nothing, with lonely eyes, just looking at the black blade of the dagger until the supervisor of the royal secret agent quietly appeared at the door.
"Your Highness, the time is coming." The old supervisor saluted her, "What you ordered has been completed. The files of Criqui Hyde, the shameful traitor of the royal secret agent, have been handed over to the knights and mages in accordance with internal procedures. The review by both parties of the college has been completed.”
"It's really heartbreaking that such a scum appeared in the Wang family's team." Gray played with the dagger in her hand, nodded and said, "Well done. After the review process, its traces will be completely eliminated. The kingdom does not allow such shame. Remain in the world.”
The old manager bowed deeply: "Your will."
So Gray stood up, put away the dagger, and walked slowly in the palace. Her sharp eyes were completely different from before, as if she was a different person. Perhaps disaster really has such power that it can transform a naive girl overnight. She took off her simple robe and put on the royal robes as gorgeous as when her mother once ruled the world. She walked along the red carpet and walked towards the center of the palace.
"How much power do we still have in the Sky City?"
"Very few, Your Highness. I'm afraid it will be difficult to mobilize the members of the Knights..."
"Then find a way to get the mages to cooperate and mobilize the power of the local dragon species as much as possible so that the incident can be resolved reasonably within Cangdu."
At the end of the carpet is the final national treasure, the crown that rules the kingdom. Gray raised the crown and looked at it carefully. The old manager was silent for a few seconds and whispered: "But, Your Highness. After all, that gentleman..."
"There is no but." Gray's order was cold, "The Last Sword is a national treasure and must not be left outside the kingdom. Remember, the interests of the kingdom are paramount!"
She put on the crown and gave the order majestically, as if the queen had reappeared in the world decades ago. The old manager lowered his head silently and said in a trembling voice.
"...Yes, Your Majesty."
·
As the old mage said back then, the Morton royal family cannot have the right to inherit the Final Sword. Because they were born with power and status, even members who did not inherit the territory must have a noble title in front of their name to indicate that they had no inheritance. The most common titles were territorial names, such as the long string of words before the names of Charles and Jackson, and the "Albion" in Queen Anne's name, which meant the right to rule the island.
Those members who do not have rights will get a nice and simple name called "Jian".
The third princess, Jane, has always been the most inconspicuous among the royal family members. Her mother hoped that she could live a normal and happy life, so she did not give her too many rights. Therefore, without territory and real power, she rarely participated in reality. She is clean and self-sufficient in management work and never attracts media attention. But she is also very busy. She always cleans up the troubles caused by her brother Charlie, and apologizes to all parties for her misbehaving brother. Everyone thinks that Princess Gray is very hard at such a young age... But this also means that , she has many opportunities to travel reasonably around the capital.
She attaches great importance to family ties and often comes into contact with Charlie Morton and Anne Morton. This is a very reasonable thing. She and Crikey Hyde often met each other while working in the mage academy, so no one would doubt it. As for the fact that she once introduced the disguised Hyde to Charlie Morton as a private tutor... that was just a plan by Roninless to take advantage of the three princesses, and it had nothing to do with her, right?
After the collapse of the kingdom, no one had the thought or energy to investigate the possible "high-level traitor".
In this way, the Third Princess took over the powers that would never belong to her. One week after the collapse of the kingdom, on August 8, 2006 in the Eternal Light Calendar, Jane Gray Morton inherited the throne of her late mother and was officially crowned king. She became the queen of the Morton Kingdom and its territories and territories. Ruler of Albion Island, defender of the Holy King's faith...
Albion Gray Morton.
