Vol 6 Chapter 69

If the trial of Chongshan is a dream, then for Brando, this dream is gradually breaking down.

After the space crack that he and Bai had seen swept across the sky, the whole trial became unstable. A lot of blank areas appeared in the space, and the terrible howling of crushed ice and rocks was towards these. The rift rolled down, and the glacier soon split in four or five, and a spectacular avalanche surging like he had ever experienced before, as if to crush the world completely.

There is no channel in the collapsed world that can be called the "road" to continue on. If he is still in the previous state, I am afraid that there is no place for burial at this moment, but the fact is that his current state It was much better before.

Vernacular words have given him great help. Knowing that this is a spiritual world, no matter how horrifying the scene is before him, Brando only needs to be firm and unwavering, so he will be harmless.

He moved forward step by step, as if walking a path in this frantic scene. At this moment, even the white mist that was attached to his spiritual world would not dare to speak sarcastically. She was scared. Knowing the nature of this world, but without the ridiculous will properties of Brando, even if she understood, but still could not avoid the influence of everything in the heart.

She could only wait nervously whether Brando conquered the trial or died with her.

But Brando saw a spectacle at the moment

He saw a wide avenue in this collapsed world. Although it was a snowy field, he was not affected by the surrounding glaciers. Everything collapses on both sides of it, disappears side by side, but it remains motionless. Like a completely silent world.

Also in Brando's spiritual world, with the help of Brando's eyes to observe this world, Bai naturally saw such a scene. She deafened and made her debut: "Sages lead the way ..."

Brando looked up, and a back carved into his eyes.

It was an emerald color that was quite different from this snow-capped world. He couldn't even see the thin figure walking deep and shallow in the snowy field, but only a cloak was flying. Like a banner.

"this is……"

Brando's pupils shrink around

Above this world, there was an epic: The knight was named Azure, which broke the sky, attracted the stars, and proclaimed the end of an era.

He held the sacred sky and guarded the mortal night.

But he is not mortal.

"So are you mortal, Brando?"

"I'm."

"Then you are mortal, Sophie?"

"..."

Brando was silent. There seemed to be two voices in my heart asking and answering myself.

"Follow up!"

"Follow me, Brando!" Bai's voice shouted anxiously in his mind.

But he turned a deaf ear.

Suddenly he saw the Silver Queen standing in front of himself, looking at him in horror, and the hope in his eyes faded away, and finally turned into endless despair.

"Your authority comes from the truth society!" Owena looked at him on the other side, saying firmly, word by word.

He stepped forward, and the phantom of the two fell into pieces behind him.

"Who are you?" Princess Griffin frowned. Standing in front of him: "My engagement partner is Brando Cardillo, not you!"

Brando took another step forward. The phantom of Her Royal Highness also turned into nothingness.

But he stopped.

He saw Brando's self, who had died in Butch's old house, and was watching him quietly.

"where u from?"

"I……"

Brando trembled slightly.

The biggest secret in that soul was finally loosened at this moment.

"Actually you all know, right?" The other 'he' smiled at him slightly.

"I am a mortal, the son of Daruth of the Swordmaster. My grandfather's expectation for me is just to live on. No longer involved in this whirlpool of right and wrong.

"But who can see the future sixty years after that war? Perhaps all this is already doomed, how can I, as a mortal, dominate my destiny?"

"I am you. Brando," Brando replied, "we are not different."

"But I'm mortal, are you?" ‘Brando’ also replied: “When Ovina said that to you, you understood, right?”

Brando was silent.

Indeed, there was no doubt in his mind.

He bleeds the blood of black iron, but has the heritage from the ancestors. Certain facts, in fact, have long been self-evident in silence.

It's just that Sophie, who is a player, has the blood of the ancestors. In reality, he is just an ordinary person.

"Do you understand?" ‘Brando’ asked again.

He nodded silently.

"Brando" also looked at him in silence:

"... So, Brando, you answer me ... do mortals in this world really have their fate?"

"I don't know," Brando shook his head. "But I believe it might one day."

"Maybe one day?"

This question suddenly made Brando's heart firm.

He raised his head, with a glorious flash of memory in his eyes, and replied softly: "... Maybe I have seen all this, seeing a civilization has experienced obscurity and barbarity, killing and disorder, even to this day. It is still greedy and indifferent, but I also see many gentle and beautiful sides. At least I know that our history has not retrogressed, even if the process is tortuous and long, but I have reason to believe tomorrow ... "

"What you see, I never knew, Brando ..." Another 'he' shook his head: "So this is the biggest difference between us, I ask you, Brando, you will do it for us Decide on the future of mortals? "

Brando looked at him.

He didn't answer.

He took a step forward, his phantom turned to nothingness, like the rippled water surface.

"You are one of us, Brando." A soft voice sounded.

Brando looked up suddenly, looking at the figure in front of him. The opponent did not look back, stood with his back to him, a verdant cloak hanging down from his back, and quietly fell to the ground.

Until this time, Brando realized that the surrounding snowfield had disappeared, and the two seemed to be in a void of cosmic space.

Stars flickered all around.

Brando opened his mouth slightly in surprise, he didn't even know how the other party got to him, and there was a faint feeling in his heart. The other party didn't seem to be a phantom, but existed here.

This illusion was so strong that he couldn't say a word.

Bai could not make a sound.

The azure knight slowly turned around, and Brando realized that the description of the former in various legends and myths was not fiction, but he could not see the other's face.

The azure knight held a sword in his hand and said to him, "People under your protection rely on you. This is a responsibility to you. When you make such a determination, you change. The fate of others, although you don't answer this question, you know it in your heart. "

"I was just doing what I wanted to do," Brando countered, "I didn't hurt anyone."

"In fact, not only did you not harm them, you also protected them, just like Martha and the gods, but sometimes this kind of mercy is inadvertently generated."

"This is not mercy, but trust in each other," Brando firmed up, he shook his head: "Even without me, people will fight for themselves, protecting their homes and loved ones, no one has Qualification determines the fate of others. "

"And what you are doing"

"I'm just one of them, and it doesn't make any difference, sir. Maybe my power is stronger. I don't mind if someone supports me to move forward with me. If one day I lose my power, so will I. Because of civilization and order, we are not a single individual. Our kingdom and society are established through mutual connection. No one can be alone. "

The Azure Knight nodded, and he took the sword in his hand. "Are you ready to take my sword?"

Bai was agitated, she looked with some disbelief at the fact that Brando was actually a candidate, and Brando didn't seem so strange to her. Before the battle of the Holy One, the candidate was There are fewer than in the previous era, but there are still some.

In fact, Brando is not the best candidate she has ever seen, and even seems a little clumsy. If it was not her reminder and rescue, the other party might have died in the glacier long ago. Before that, she could I have never heard of that candidate who still needs help from others to pass the trial.

But the same

She had never heard of anyone who could meet the will of the Azure Knight in the trial. Almost unstoppable, the words of the legendary Black Prophecy emerged in her mind, especially when the Azure Knight picked up the sword in front of her.

Because only she understood what the sword symbolized.

She finally couldn't help but shouted in Brando's mind, "Hurry up, promise him, Brando! That's the amber sword! You may be the one that Tata and the fire goblin said, pick it up, Maybe you can really bring a glimmer of hope to this world! "

But Brando didn't reach out, he just stood there quietly.

"You're crazy!" Bai became a little angry. "You don't understand what you're doing. How can you live up to the hope of those who believe in you?"

"I'm not crazy," Brando shook his head, "Ms. Tiamas, do you think our world can really be saved with a sword?"

... (to be continued ...)