There is silence in the endless desert, and the sand and gravel drift in the wind under the lightless night sky, like a pale sea.
Gongsun Ce walked slowly in the sea of sand, not knowing where he was going or the direction. He only felt the coldness and darkness around him, and the gravel slapped on his face, which hurt like a knife cutting through the flesh.
He felt very tired. He couldn't see the way forward in this sea of sand, and he didn't know why he was walking. There was an afterimage of warmth in my heart a moment ago, but that feeling has now faded and disappeared.
He simply stopped and fell into the cold sand. He grabbed a handful of white sand, and the gravel hanging between his fingers formed handwriting as small as insects.
[After returning to the Sky Capital, I was deeply depressed by the past events in the Royal Capital. After the play is over, the supporting roles should end. I have never left my room...]
Gongsun Ce raised his head blankly. This time he saw the road. Parallel black roads were arranged in front of him like silk threads, but the ends of those roads were the same. He tried to walk out of the room, but failed; he tried to fight again, but failed; he wanted to meet friends, but failed; he would eventually put on a mask and become an actor in the Dust Troupe. He had not met anyone in the royal capital four years ago, and no one had rescued him from the alley seven years ago, so he had been walking alone, silent and desolate.
"Life is such a boring thing." Gongsun Ce sighed softly.
The inertia caused by exhaustion dragged his soul. He simply lay down in the sand and closed his eyes, wanting to end it all quietly. But it seemed that this world was not designed to satisfy him. As soon as he closed his eyes, a bright light appeared in the darkness, which was so bright that it was almost dizzying. Gongsun Ce was so fed up. How long would this world end in torturing people? I am already tired, desperate, and lifeless. Do you still have to force me to go astray? It’s better to destroy this broken world as soon as possible!
White light came from the sky behind him. He turned around angrily and wanted to curse, but when he raised his head, he was so shocked that he forgot to breathe. Those were stars, stars that did not exist in the sea of sand. The pure white and clean cross hangs in the eternal dark night, like a morning star guiding the way forward!
"Remember, Ce! Life is not your own!
That's the time you spend with others, the memories you and I weave together! "
What the hell is this line from a hot-blooded comic? Such idealistic words are not suitable for you at all. Those are the words of a passionate guy like Big Brother. When you say it in your calm and plain tone, it's like reading a book without any atmosphere. The encouraged little brother may lose his fighting spirit after hearing it...
But this untimely encouragement sounded extremely touching at this moment. There was no falsehood in her words, just as sincere as she herself.
Gongsun Ce wiped his eyes hard and looked at the different roads again. The pure white starlight revealed the truth. It was actually not the "future" but the "past". He had been taking a false path back, so he could never get around it. At this time, little white lights lit up in the past, illuminating those who did not exist. First it was Mo Yuankai seven years ago, then Alandia and Orianna four years ago, and then his friends, teachers and lovers, those important people who once influenced him...
So many stars are connected together, converging into a winding and solid gray road. The road stretched all the way to his feet. It was woven by everyone and the true past that could not be shaken!
"Long time no see, Dawn Star!"
Gongsun Ce laughed and opened his legs, striding forward on this real road. He jumped out of the sea of sand and into the night sky, turning into a blazing gray star and flying towards the light of the morning star.
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Mo Yuankai was nestled on the sofa, watching TV without interest. He is watching a newly popular variety show. He has stopped watching animations since his defeat four years ago. Too hot pictures and lines will hurt the soul.
But life is still dull and boring, and the colorful colors on the screen cannot change the gloomy reality. The rain outside the window kept falling, and he felt a little sleepy. He turned off the TV and wanted to take a nap.
Mo Yuankai was shocked. He might have hallucinated from living alone for too long. The girl's face actually appeared on the dark screen. In her fantasy, Orianna punched the screen and pointed desperately toward the window. He thought to himself that he had finally gone completely crazy, and looked out the window with almost relief.
A pure white cross flashed in the gray rain curtain, and gray stars walked side by side with it. Mo Yuankai's eyes widened, non-existent memories quickly revived in his mind, and the real past flowed into his heart with warmth.
He stood up and smashed the screen with his fist, and the blond female knight reached out to him.
"You've been home long enough, sir."
"You should really relax your muscles and bones." Mo Yuankai moved his neck, "It's time for heroic activities!"
He held his lover's hand tightly, and the two turned into starlight in laughter, breaking through the false cage and facing the dawn in the sky. People's paths are intertwined at this moment, and the only truths are established by each other. The brilliance of the morning star clears away the clouds and haze. The world under the new light is bright and clear, and all the rain, fog and sand are gone!
"The morning star returns to ruins, falling into darkness forever. The fire of the soul is gone, and the road ahead is lost."
"Gather the collective efforts to rekindle the spark. The dark night breaks with the dawn."
The starlight of the cross gradually converged, and the real knight stepped out of it. She was wearing the divine blade armor passed down from generation to generation by the Star Knights, holding a simple and sharp pure white epee, and her silver hair was flying like the dawn of a long night. The Holy Grail of wish-fulfillment floated in front of her and sank into the knight's breastplate as she chanted. The pure white world reappears, a new power born of miracles and prayers!
"Similar to the creation of the world, the real world, the dawn of the Star Cup!"
This is the real plan that Alandia has prepared all the way, the core killing move that is on the surface but not included. The saint's pilgrimage spell has been launched during the battle of Gaius, but one journey can complete two symbols. This trip to Hezhu is a pilgrimage to follow the footsteps of the saint, and it is also a journey to repair the wishing machine. Now the "Holy Grail" is dedicated to the "King", the "Knight" makes a "wishes", and the long journey ends, and the power of miracles allows the Knight to set foot on the battlefield again!
The real starlight dispelled the hypocritical earthly confusion, and they broke out of Situ Yi's theater. Gongsun Ce immediately looked around and found that everyone was standing in the center of the Theater of Gods, under the gray tower that gave birth to the Chaos Theater God. Situ Yi stood opposite them, his pale face almost twisted with miscalculated anger. He hammered the tower and yelled: "Using the Holy Grail left behind by Chikou to complete the pilgrimage... After all, it is the temporary power of the completion of the ceremony. [Only three minutes of pseudo-creation cannot change the overall situation of the Dawn Knight who has not returned to his peak]! "
Alandia nodded, as if agreeing with the enemy's words. She raised her eyes and spoke concisely and powerfully, as sharp as a knife.
"It's enough to kill you."
"you--!"
As soon as Situ Yi's angry shout came out, he was drowned out by a shrill scream. The red and black sword pressure cut through countless threads and forced it forward. The giant body of the Chaos Director appeared in the sky, temporarily protecting Situ Yi with his giant hands. The reactivated Machine God took this opportunity to spread its wings and fly, hitting the Chaos Director God's head with a heavy fist.
"Ace, Alandia, come on!" Mo Yuankai shouted.
Orianna shouted: "Leave the Chaos Director to us to kill Situ Yi completely!"
The entire theater city was shaken violently by this blow, and Situ Yi, who was ashen-faced, clasped his hands and chanted a spell. The theater city of gods squirmed like a living thing, with countless threads seeping out from the road walls, pulling Situ Yi to move quickly in the city. Alandia used starlight to shape a primitive chariot, with two majestic horses neighing loudly. She was the first to board the chariot, constructing various runes and formations in her hands.
The Origin Armament [Blood Wheel of Ten Thousand Victories], an undefeated carriage that recreates heroic deeds.
She looked at the young man beside her: "Ce, can you drive for me again?"
Gongsun Ce lifted up his cloak and jumped onto the chariot, holding the reins for her advancement with one hand. He laughed and responded: "Don't say it once, it will be fine for the rest of your life!"
War horses galloped, chariots galloped, the roaring wheels crushed countless monsters blocking the road, and the entourage in black and the silver-haired knights flew through the blood and dust. At this moment, they seemed to have returned to the battlefield four years ago, where they fought side by side for the first time. But this is no longer the case. They no longer need to wave their swords at their former friends. They drive forward to hunt down their enemies and end the hatred of the past with swords and blood!
Situ Yi's performance was surprisingly strange. The expression on his face changed violently, sometimes panicked, sometimes furious, sometimes frightened and sometimes gloomy. This monster who always plays with people's hearts under false pretenses is now like a malfunctioning machine, and even Gongsun Ce who is driving can feel his rage.
I miscalculated, I failed to calculate, I ignored the obvious things, I was careless because of the smooth journey, I missed the calculation because I was convinced of my own strength, I cannot forgive such a script, I cannot allow myself to write such a development...!
"My eyes were clouded and I was deceived by a small plan. I lost the Holy Grail despite all my calculations. I made a mistake and was blind. I am really stupid!"
Situ Yi whispered to himself in a low voice, his voice as thin as a mosquito or a fly, and only he could hear it clearly. He pulled out the extremely thick script from his sleeve. "The Appearance of All Living Beings", which recorded the fate of 2.2 billion people, flew behind Situ Yi and quickly grew in size. Countless transparent and pale faces appeared between the pages of the book. Men, women, old and young opened their mouths at the same time, playing a grand and tragic ensemble.
In an instant, threads danced wildly, buildings collapsed, and the entire theater city of gods twisted in an ugly and crazy way. A strange suction force came from the mouth of the pale face, almost sucking everything into the script. Gongsun Ce climbed up urgently in his chariot to avoid this strange attack. Situ Yi was writing in the whirlpool of disaster, and wisps of mist turned into gray writing and wrapped around his sleeves. Many faces screamed out sentences, which were not the script but the director's voice:
"You should not be directing tragicomedies but pure tragedies. You should have made a decision early and should not consider the gains. Adjust your goals and be fearless of silence. This time, you should give priority to killing the enemy——!"
The roar suddenly stopped when it reached its highest point. The man wiped his hand on his face, and all the panic and sorrow disappeared, and his pale and heartless face emerged again. A cold announcement came from his lips: "The opening of the earthly theater."
"Soulless Praise·The Tragedy of All!"
Countless faces in "Looks of All Beings" all open their mouths and sing a murky and hoarse mourning. The whole world turned gray due to their roars, and the manic pressure almost condensed into a gray line visible to the naked eye, driving all living creatures into madness. The vicious intentions of the entire country, combined with the power of the spiritual prison world, were released by Situ Yi in the worst possible way. That's a total of 2.2 billion sorrows and 2.2 billion curses. Even the endless hell will be crushed by this almost endless malice.
The Blood Blade of Ten Thousand Victories suddenly moved as slowly as a snail, and the horses pulling the cart shed bright red tears of blood. Gongsun Ce felt as if a thousand daggers were stabbing his mind at the same time, and his thinking ability stopped functioning due to this malicious frenzy. He held the reins tightly and took a deep breath, stubbornly pursuing Situ Yi's direction. The Dawn Knight is standing beside him, and he only needs to do his job now.
And Alandia never disappoints anyone's expectations, and when thousands of heads roared, she had already thought of a countermeasure. The glow of the Holy Grail turned into an exaggerated heavy hammer in front of the carriage. The hammer head made of machinery exuded the golden light of hope. Countless shouts and war cries came from the light, causing the heavy hammer to rapidly amplify, becoming enough to The magnificent legend of dragon slaying.
"The Origin Arms [Heavy Light Destroyer Hammer]!"
That was the hammer of destruction that killed the Nether Dragon four years ago. It was the miracle that defeated despair. The power of unity dispersed the ghost's lament, and the heavy light destroying hammer smashed down with thousands of rays of light, turning the boundless malice into light!
Seeing that all sentient beings and himself were about to be buried under the hammer, Situ Yi pointed forward without saying a word. The silk thread building was then dismantled, forming two pale hands rising from the ground, dragging the distant machine god Shigeguang into battle. The Chaos Director took this opportunity to join the fray, its mechanical arm grabbing at the Wrecking Hammer with a speed that was befitting of its size. It is a man-made "Creator" with more Gray personality, and it can control all man-made tools. In just an instant, the Destroyer Hammer was dismantled into basic materials, which would be absorbed by the Chaos Director and transformed into the power to defeat the original owner.
Alandia hooked the starlight with the tip of the sword and threw it out. The power of the Holy Grail turned into mysterious runes in the air, completing a duet with her words: "Unyielding courage breaks the destined ending, and the gathered hearts converge into mortals." Miracle, show the power to tear apart fate. Modern legend [Oath of Courage]!"
The half-disintegrated destruction hammer had completely turned into light at this time. The light was not absorbed by the Chaos Director but instead flowed towards the Miracle Light, wrapping around his fists to form brave and powerful mechanical gloves. The gauntlet was engraved with the seal of the intersection of hammer and sword. The artificial machine god clenched its fists, and its size actually doubled in size at this moment. The Machine God immediately broke free from the restraints, launched a forward collision with his burly figure, and knocked the Chaos Director away from the battlefield!
"Amazing, Alandia!" Gongsun Ce couldn't help cheering, "Can your impermanence method recreate modern events?"
"Repelling the Nether Dragon is a legend even in contemporary times. He deserves to be remembered by everyone in the world." The Dawn Knight sped up the movements in her hands. She seemed to be making a heavy book, "Speed up now!"
Gongsun Ce pulled the reins, and the horses neighed happily, and their hoofs left deep marks in the theater. The Theater City of the Gods has been crumbling in the successive battles, and the buildings have almost collapsed due to multiple impacts. Situ Yi's pale face flashed through the broken glass, and the intrusive threads and demons kept coming, but were blocked by Gongsun Ce's calamity flames. The distance between the two sides continued to get closer during the attack, and each was forming a team for the purpose. A sure-fire way to defeat the enemy. At the moment when he was completely overtaken by the distance caused by the "sorrow of all people", Gongsun Ce heard the shouts of the two people at the same time.
"The achievement of all wishes builds the sky, the intertwining of causes and conditions dominates the ocean tide, and the terror of the spiritual mist leads to eternal prison. Return to the three realms, and recall the original owner. The God of Chaos, the God King Ouranos!"
The power of the Konghua Realm turns into the false sky, the power of the Fujin Realm creates the cause and effect tide, and the mist of the Spiritual Prison Realm forms the underground world. The three realms in the myth were constructed in Situ Yi's chant, and merged into one with his instructions, turning into a tide of chaos. The meme of the Three-Body Lord God merged with many thoughts, and a burly giant with purple skin was born in the chaos. It raised its giant fist and struck out flatly, its savage attack carrying the power as if the sky was collapsing.
He is the source of many gods, the original god-king Uranus who was born from chaos. Situ Yi used the power of the three realms to build this main god. Creatures lacking personality can never be its opponent. Even the mortal king cannot stand in front of the gods. Tiny as dust. Mo Yuankai, the only one who can fight with him, is entangled with the Chaos Director and Drama God. He cannot interfere in the battlefield here!
Airandia did not create weapons or summon new legends. She only focused on flipping through the book, telling the ancient story that everyone in the kingdom knew. The book has detailed and elegant illustrations. It tells the story of the craftsmen on the small island who learned about the arrival of the dragon and gathered people to find the sword. After going through all kinds of hardships, he came to the mountain and obtained the holy sword at the cost of killing his companions. He used this sword to repel the invading evil dragon and protect the island country's stability for thousands of years...
"Morton...!"
Situ Yi's movements froze, and he suddenly discovered another mistake of his. Four years ago, everyone in the kingdom could not use the Holy King's spells because the body of Skeleton King Morton would interfere with the Holy King's spells in the Shadow Mist City, and they did not know the true origin of the Final Sword. But the Dawn Knight saw the truth about Morton's search for the sword in the drama back then, and now she can reproduce it as "truth"...
That is a myth that has nothing to do with any gods or fiction, and belongs to mankind!
"The swordsmith who defeated the evil dragon, the heroic spirit who protects Albion Island, and our respected King Morton. Please descend to the world two thousand years later and fight against the villains who harm the kingdom!"
The brilliance of the Holy Grail was shaped into an old human form under her prayers, wearing ancient armor and an animal skin cloak. He was not as tall as a god king, but he had a fearless demeanor that could create a country. He raised his pure white sword and slashed out an arc of destruction. The attack engraved into Ouranos's fist bone, repelling the attack of the ancient Titan God with one sword!
"It doesn't matter!" Situ Yi called out the crown, armor, and scepter to help the God King fight, and the writings on the robe appeared one after another to determine the absolute future, "The Holy Grail is not enough, after all, I am the pinnacle of creation. [The Holy King is qualified. But I have no strength, I will win this duel]!”
What the drama says is the actual truth. Alandia's Holy Grail is not as powerful as the Holy Grail, and Gongsun Ce, who lacks personality, cannot participate in the divine war. The power of Duhe accelerated the logical development in an instant, and in the blink of an eye the supposed stalemate was broken by the violence of Uranus. Saint King Morton's sword light gradually became weaker, and the barbaric fist wind approached the two people on the chariot with murderous intent. The Knight of Dawn raised her sword to face the enemy with her sword. The power of the Holy Grail shot from the edge of her sword to the battlefield, but it was not a defense against the attack. That power bypassed the fighting kings and condensed into pure white stars above the battle formation.
The brilliance of the stars is gentle and calm. It is a "beacon" that has nothing to do with battle. Its meaning is just like the symbol of the word morning star itself. It illuminates the front in the dark night and leads the way for travelers from afar. After the starlight rose slowly, it dispersed into countless stardust, paving a road in the sky leading directly to the west. At the end of the road, there is another ray of light that echoes, bright and sacred, as warm as fire!
Arlandia raised her sword high and shouted the glorious name in her heart like every upright knight: "The boundary breaker who promotes the righteous way, the radiant one who drives out the evil, the Holy Fire Knight of the Royal Knights of Morton! Please respond to the call of the stars. Call to participate in the upright and solemn war!"
At this moment, a golden stream of fire flashed across the sky, shining like a cruising comet. That light comes from the west of the Northern Continent, from an island far away from the mainland. Its power is so simple and dazzling that even the threads of destiny cannot stop it. It easily penetrated the restrictions of the Arena of Grudges and fell into the theater under Situ Yi's astonished eyes. He swung an unpretentious slash in the flames, as black as ink but as hot as the sun. The slash merged with the sword light of Saint King Morton, completely overwhelming the attack of God King Uranus. The giant purple fist was burned to ashes in the flames, and one arm of the hundred-foot-tall God King was cut off by the power of this sword!
The firelight immediately subsided after a brief burst, revealing the person's true form. It was a piece of charred armor. The cross star in the center of the breastplate was surrounded by a golden ring, like a black sun. The armor that was used to cast it was making a clear sound, converging into the voice that the old man was familiar with. The voice gradually amplified as the flames burned, and finally became as loud as the announcement of a giant from ancient times.
"Knight of the Holy Fire McCullough Wright, rush to the battlefield!"
The golden holy fire contained in the armor surged up and condensed into a blazing human form beside Holy King Morton. He is not tall and tall, and looks slightly stooped due to his age, but his eyes are still bright and clear. Those eyes have witnessed the changes in the capital over the past decades and the growth of generations of young people. He is the previous owner of the Holy Fire Armor, the old man whose body was taken away by Situ Yi, and the remnant soul that was retained by the King of Silence at the end of the battle four years ago. He is the final and strongest support of the Morton Kingdom, the Holy Fire Knight who protects the right path!
"The Shining One...!"
Situ Yi froze, this was a variable that should never occur. He once used the power of Duhe to forcefully separate the spiritual light, but there was no room for personality to survive in the remnant soul where even the memory had been swallowed up. McCullough Wright died four years ago. He was not a psychic. There was no reason for him to come back to life. Even his death was recorded in the script! Situ Yi really lost his composure, waving his arms like a child who couldn't accept the ending of a drama and yelling: "How is it possible?! There is no reason? Why do you live?... Why do you live!!"
The old man smiled and said nothing. Gongsun Ce thought of all the events of the past and the "superfluous actions" made by the Silent King in that battle. He thought of the black-red fire that was being pulled into the damaged armor with a mysterious pull, and the will that was as weak as a candle in the wind was quietly swaying in the armor, waiting for the moment to burn again.
He had been waiting for so long, witnessing all the joys and sorrows of the kingdom in the past four years in his armor, and witnessing the usurper Gray manipulating the royal power to deceive all living beings. It wasn't until the resurrected mage Roninlus woke up again three months ago that he was able to see the light again in the form of a "living spirit". Gongsun Ce could not imagine what a lonely ascetic it was. He blinked hard and roared at the unintentional evil spirit: "With glory and justice!"
"Well said, Knight Gongsun!" The old knight laughed, "Go now, for glory and justice!"
Ouranos dropped his fist following Situ Yi's madness, and Holy King Morton took the initiative to block the God King's attack. It seemed that even the ancient king felt his will, and gave the old knight the final chance to shine. McCollough chanted ancient mantras and charged at the enemy with long strides. The power of the soul-burning holy fire surged with his long sword, and even death could not stop his light. He raised his long sword high and slashed out with one strike, cutting through all the obstacles and burning the false god-king!
The Chaos God was burned to ashes in the holy fire, and Situ Yi was no match for the combined attacks of the two men. He was not good at frontal combat. After losing the opportunity to control people's hearts, he was forced into a dead end by successive surprises. In desperation, he constructed countless clones in the theater to cover people's eyes and ears. He hid himself with thick silk threads and took advantage of the location to hide under the theater.
The theater city of gods was constantly surging like a living thing to create obstacles. Gongsun Ce drove the carriage through the escaping firelight and drove straight in. He had been gathering strength as he drove, because Airandia said it was the same as "back then."
In that battle back then, she gave the crucial blow to her entourage, and now it's up to him to turn the tide in the battle!
The humanoid form of ashes appeared behind Gongsun Ce, and the Immortal Freedom Mandala was fully activated. The calamity flames in the humanoid's hands rose violently, erupting with determination regardless of the retreat. The cannon barrel prosthetic body was recast into a giant artillery beyond the scale of a tank under the burning flames. The cannon barrel was raised vertically with Gongsun Ce's hatred, and the power of revenge turned into a black and red torrent and shot into the sky.
"Evil Karma Fire Thousand Sons Curse Cannon!" Gongsun Ce roared.
Blood-red artillery fire fell from the sky, and the demonic flow of karma fire turned into thousands of fire crows. The bird of revenge quickly passed through every corner of the city, forming a demonic flow of karma that swept through the city. They used Situ Yi to interfere and find out the techniques of surrogate death one by one. In the blink of an eye, all the obstacles were broken down by the fire crows. The core artillery fire found the real enemy. Thousands of fire crows reunited and turned into a sure-hit karma demon flow. It broke through the earth and sank into the interior of the theater city of gods, penetrating directly into the ground. , hitting Situ Yi on the head!
"--ah!!!!!"
The man's wailing was so pitiful that it didn't sound like a human voice. He covered his face and writhed like a miserable worm. The bone-gnawing pain was like a thousand sharp knives piercing his body at the same time, and the calamity flames burned his face until his flesh and blood were blurred. Now he has truly become a faceless person, becoming the "no form" he pursues.
Gongsun Ce drove in pursuit of the artillery fire. He called out to his comrades in the distance: "Brother, Orianna, kill that ugly god!"
(Today’s 7,000 words, two in one)
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