Chapter 620

"Makado... Yeah, makado..."

Hearing soshyang's words, the old man didn't answer, but nodded thoughtfully.

At this time, the smell of ashes on his body became stronger, like a gray skinned ghoul, a living dead man wrapped in a heavy robe, his movements were as stiff as those of patients with arthritis, breathing with wheezing.

Soshyan looked at him and sighed that the Empire had been ruled by such a face in the past, a morbid face that looked hopeless.

Perhaps it is because he has served around the emperor for too long that he has had such an impact on a person. Perhaps this is why makado is called the last person - the last person to survive under the dark star close to the rotation of human destiny, or others are just sleeping at the end of their lives, or there is no other person at all. It is just one of many lies on Tara.

"If you are the Regent of Tara, I have a lot of questions I hope to get from you."

Said soshyan, straightening himself in front of the old man.

The old man smiled.

"There were countless people who wanted to get an answer from me. They were even willing to pay everything for it. What are you willing to pay?"

"This --"

Soshi frowned and didn't know how to answer for a moment.

"Well, just answer me a question."

The old man put his hand on the chessboard and stared at soshyang with muddy eyes.

"I once had a debate with someone."

He narrated slowly:

"The debate lasted for a long time. Even now he left, I still miss our discussion... His intelligence is so strong, although a little dull, it is undoubtedly very strong, and occasionally, there is a sense of humor - a sense of humor in some form, do you believe it?"

Soshyan listened carefully. He was not sure who the old man was talking about, but he had a vague guess in his heart.

He wanted to ask questions, but the old man kept talking, as if soshyang's confusion was a trivial matter that was not worth paying attention to at all.

"... our debate is like this. He believes that the task of the ruler is to make himself obsolete so that his people can replace him when they are mature enough... I don't agree with this. I think we will never be mature enough. I believe that no one except that person is strong enough to unite mankind, even temporarily. He is an example Besides, you know, maybe even he can't understand it. "

With that, the old man squinted at soshyan, his eyes suddenly became sharp, and his eyes seemed to change from a simple stone to a bright gem.

"Well, what do you think? Who are you on? Him or me?"

Until then, soshyang could finally determine who the "he" in the other party's mouth meant.

Soshyan took a deep breath. He didn't know whether he was honored or ashamed to be asked.

"Don't hesitate."

The old man whispered:

"Make a choice."

"I want to say..."

Soshyan spoke, but his tone was a little hesitant.

"I want to say that the emperor will lead us forever, which is what we have been taught and what I firmly believe."

The old man nodded.

"Well said, then you're on my side. You're right. Of course - he has high expectations for our species, maybe a little too high... He doesn't always realize the fact that he is indispensable, but can he always be here? This is the biggest problem and the test we've been facing."

The old man closed his hands and put his fingertips against each other. He looked a little upset.

Soshyan looked at him and waited.

He could only understand a small part of the old man's words. He wanted to know whether it was part of the test or some puzzling narrative method?

If so, it seems reluctant and unnecessary.

"The war of the gods has begun. Even now, I can feel the eyes of the treacherous Lord looking at us and pressing on my heart like a boulder... I heard the voice of the dark gods and witnessed the most tragic degradation of mankind. The decline of the Empire hurts me. It breaks my heart to witness this."

"But -"

Suddenly, soshyang's conversation turned.

"He has been away from us for ten thousand years. During this period, although mankind may be struggling, mortals have spent ten thousand years by their own courage and sacrifice..."

"That's just appearance."

The old man suddenly looked a little impatient.

"The weakness of human beings is fatal. We can never sustain ourselves and achieve real vision."

"I have witnessed many sacrifices and great mortal stories -"

"Those are meaningless!"

Looking at the old man's face, soshyang's lips twisted in disgust.

"Palmprint, I'm disappointed that you are so contemptuous of your own race."

"Yes, it's contempt!"

The old man snapped with a rare momentum:

"If you have witnessed what I have seen and observed what a human will look like when he is left alone in the dark, you will agree with me!"

"Then your loyalty is limited to emperors, not humans, right?"

Hearing soshyang's severe questioning, the old man was stunned for a moment, suddenly dropped his head and his voice became low.

"Ha..... For many years, I have collected you like a stone. I have collected those honest souls. They are worthy of great responsibility. They can rebuild the things we will lose... Some are soldiers, some are masters proficient in psionics, and some are just mortals. I chose you to protect those treasures when I can't personally... I need these souls To guard the light of enlightenment and fight against ignorance, this eternal chain must not be interrupted, even after my own deadline. "

When the old man looked up at soshyang, a tolerant expression appeared on his old face.

"I can feel your thoughts. Although your answer doesn't satisfy me, it can let me see your soul."

Soshyan felt a little anxious. He was still confused, but he didn't know what he should do.

The old man took a deep breath and stood up hard.

"Hope is still there... Hope is always there... This chess game is not over... It is not over yet..."

Muttering to himself, the old man turned and stepped into the boundless darkness.

"Wait --"

Soshyan immediately got up and wanted to catch up, but the next second, he was in the cold hall.

And his hand has instinctively stretched out.

With a crash, all parts of the terminator's armor fell apart like fallen building blocks, and the long knife fell to the ground slowly.

The accident stunned him for several seconds, as if he accidentally bumped into some valuables in a stranger's house.

Suddenly, sosh looked down and saw that one of the terminator parts was glittering——