Vol 6 Chapter 316

The whole world suddenly quieted down.

Even the alarm of the system that could not keep echoing in his head screamed, and at this moment, it completely disappeared.

"Gaia, you are the goddess of Gaia!" Brando suddenly realized something and couldn't help shouting to the girl who looked like Funia around him: "Please help us--!"

But his mouth closed, but he could not hear any sound.

Gaia looked back, his green eyes stayed on him, his eyes were a little peaceful.

The girl nodded to him, but turned around, and her body immediately disappeared into the white light.

Brando felt his heart sinking.

He turned subconsciously.

There seemed to be a lot of hallucinations in his vision, and he saw what Magdalen was shouting to himself, but the nuns' princesses closed their mouths together, and there was no sound at all.

In that direction, the little girl, Lin, was holding her head, as if screaming silently, her sister protected her under her, and the two sisters hugged tightly together.

Both Fang Qi and Mr. Liu were struggling to support, and in front of the two sisters, they resisted the blast in the space. Fang Qi seemed to shout something at himself, but he could not hear it.

Huang Huo ran towards her own direction, she reached out her hand, but was dragged tightly by the little fairy Ruth.

He saw the goblin gesturing at himself.

After a while.

He finally saw the meaning of that gesture:

Martha.

Brando suddenly turned around.

In the center of the entire world, white light is flowing along the veins of the surface of that 'amber', and the light flow that it interweaves envelops the entire gemstone into a huge cocoon of light.

However, in a white world--

Brando suddenly saw a woman's figure slowly emerge from the light.

It seemed like a simple woman. But in an instant, she was majestic and noble enough to look up, as if she were a mother or a kind elder, but in a moment, it made people feel young and youthful and feminine charm. As if changing in her, elusive.

In the light, Brando couldn't even see the other side's face, but he had a kind of enlightenment in his heart—the other side was smiling at him, it was a smile of approval, with a touch of familiarity and affection.

She nodded slightly to him, it was a gentle and quiet voice, as if to heal all the scars in the heart.

"I said."

"I will give you wings made of light."

"So one day. I can refer to you as king."

"my child--"

...

In the dark world, a bright and soft light appeared in his horizon. It took a while before Brando realized that it was a channel of light.

"What is this place?"

"Where am I?"

He thought to himself, but he could not help walking forward.

The light became brighter and brighter as if the whole world was engulfed in this light. It was white all around. In this light, he gradually heard the sound. It seemed like a noisy shout from a group of people.

The crowd was shouting.

As he tried to hear the loud shouts, a group of knights suddenly passed him by mistake-Brando turned suddenly and saw those people running forward in white light, not far away, A crying baby girl was lying on the ground.

He saw the knights approach the baby girl carefully, and yelled in surprise:

"I found her!"

"Kill her. Daughter of the demon!"

"Thanks Martha, we have been saved!"

Brando suddenly froze.

"Roman ... Roman ..."

His eyes fell on the baby girl's body, and something seemed to be stuck in his throat.

Then he saw the knights pulling out their swords, and Brando subconsciously wanted to draw the holy sword Odysseus, but he caught a gap.

He panicked. He lowered his head and realized that he did not know when he was wearing a black and red robe, and the place where the sabre was originally hung was empty.

"Do not……"

He saw the knights raise their swords and shouted subconsciously.

But the knights did not have time to shoot, because all of a sudden they disappeared in the light, and their bodies seemed to turn into countless dust particles, disappearing with the wind.

Brando looked at the scene in amazement.

He was trying to move forward, but others were passing him by the side, some of them wearing black and red robes almost identical to him. They passed by him, but instead of glancing at him, they went to Miss Merchant and hugged her from the ground.

One of them looked at Romain intently, with an unspeakable look on his face, and shook his head heavily:

"It's a nightmare."

He reached out to kill Roman.

Brando was sprinted in a fright, and grabbed the man's hand, but before he could say it, someone next to him said:

"She is at least our most successful work, and you can't just destroy her like that."

"This is our common result, and maybe there is another way, everything has to wait for the common ruling of the lawmakers."

The man holding Romance hesitated, his hand stopped in the air.

"If this plan fails completely, we may have to compromise."

"No. Maybe we still have a second way to go. The plans of the druids may not be successful. The Bronze is violent and full of flaws, and the Parliament will not approve it.

"This is not good news, my brother."

"The monitors found that Martha had some changes. She used 70 to 80% of the Internet's energy several times within a few days. Although extremely short-lived, there are still traces to follow."

"What is our great mother doing?"

"Projection, she seems to be projecting something."

The man kept silent. He dropped his hand: "I have to talk to her--"

Brando was staring at it all, but all of a sudden the robes disappeared. The baby girl who finally disappeared, Brando felt that Miss Merchant looked at him with a strange look, and there was both surprise and nostalgia in that look.

He was about to say something, but she disappeared.

At this moment Brando suddenly realized that all this was manipulative. He turned back and shouted loudly in this white world:

"Master Martha, I know you're here, but I don't understand what it's all about?"

But there was no voice in the space to answer his question.

Then he saw another scene.

There was a young girl standing there.

A girl who is only 13 or 14 years old, looks like a copy of Funia, but is even older, with green hair like dreams, hanging to the ground like a waterfall. She stands barefoot on the white ground on.

It was Goddess Gaia, and Brando recognized the other at a glance.

But at this time, the goddess did not seem to see him. She was facing in one direction and seemed to be talking to someone.

"Master, the power of the Internet is almost exhausted. I have arranged for everyone to enter the standby state, but the gods seem to be aware of it."

"Let me see Azure, and I will explain everything to them," a soft voice answered.

Brando recognized the master of the voice for just a moment.

That's Martha.

Mother of all things.

"But," Gaia replied, "Is all this really necessary, mother, why do we negate the plans of the gods, haven't we been doing this for five generations?"

"Because, Gaia, we can protect this world for a while, but we cannot protect it forever, and one day, we will disappear. So before that, we must make a decision--"

"Is this the origin of the curved plan, mother? But why can't all the gods know all of this, is it because of the betrayal of the Bronze people?"

"The Twilight Dragon has sneaked into my network, and I can feel its presence, but this is also our best chance, Gaia."

The earth goddess nodded silently.

"I see, mother."

But she paused and asked, "In the next era, it will really be what we think. We will really-can we finally win?"

"I don't know, my child, but everything has the possibility of its existence. This may be the uncertain destiny of our world, but one person will eventually master it."

All the sounds seemed to fade down and become inaudible.

The image of the goddess Gaia disappeared in a moment.

All around seemed to be quiet again.

But at this time, a gentle voice suddenly sounded in Brando's heart: "You have many doubts in your heart, right, my child?"

Brando turned his head, looked around, and seemed to want to see someone—unfortunately, he had nothing, he resisted the shock in his heart, and said, "Master Martha, are you?"

"It's me, boy."

Brando was silent for a moment before he asked, "Master, where is this? Where am I? Am I alive?"

"This is my world," Martha replied softly. "As for whether you are still alive, I think you have your own answer, don't you, my child?"

Brando was silent.

After a while, he finally asked the question that had always been in his mind: "Master Martha, do you know my origin, right?"

"I know where everyone comes from," the gentle voice replied, "My child, I know what you think, maybe I will give you this answer."

Brando suddenly saw the wind and sand rising in front of him, and the dust gathered into a tower, forming a scene that made him familiar.

He is standing in the middle of a street.

Lined with tall buildings and shuttle traffic, he turned back and could even see the assortment of shopping malls and billboards-one of which even hung propaganda posters about "Amber Sword".

All of this made him feel so familiar.

That's everything in another world.

His past memories.

…… (To be continued.) Mobile users please visit http://m.piaotian.net