Chapter 62 end

swiss mountains This is the junction of Ruoxing Han's Western Continent and the Eastern Continent. The endless snow-capped mountains seem to have remained unchanged since ancient times.Who can know that it was just cooled by the uplift of hot rock flow hundreds of years ago? On the edge of Mount Tafar, a branch of the snow-capped mountain, a small wooden house stands alone among the mountains.The parchment on the table was covered with dust. Suddenly the door opened, a gust of wind lifted the scrolls, and a long figure was spread on the table by the setting sun. Ron returned to the foot of the snow mountain, his teacher's cabin.

When watching Yundi sinking little by little in the swamp, Ron felt that his heart was wrapped in thick mud, heavy and depressed.This is not the ending he imagined, did he do something wrong?If he promised to protect Yundi and her child, she would not die.But after that, they will face the hostility of the whole world together, and his life will be completely changed.Perhaps, he can finally win Yundi's love, but he is not sure that he can bear the hatred of everyone in the world, not to mention that the magic baby may threaten the world. Ron kept saying to himself: You did nothing wrong, it was Yundi who was wrong, she was too attached to her own feelings, it was not you who pushed her into the mud, but she chose to turn her back on this world.But his heart was still heavy. After a few days of silence in the tribe, Ron finally realized that he was no longer that romantic and passionate singer. It turned out that the more power a person holds in his hand, the more emotion he can hold. less.Is this what one has to give to become an Archmage?But with this strange power, he was even more restless day and night. The more he learned, the more he could do, and the more insatiable his thirst for mana.Especially——when there is inexplicable guilt and loneliness in my heart, I long to fill it with strength.

He suddenly wanted to know if the master kept the secrets in the ancient scrolls of Ruoxing Han that he didn't know about.After bidding farewell to the elves, he rushed back to the snow mountain. The journey of thousands of miles only takes one day, and the power of magic is really wonderful. But there was no one in the hut, where did the teacher Ming Kangen go?Seeing the dust and dilapidation in front of him, the sun was setting into the mountains behind him little by little, and the purple light was dimming, Ron suddenly felt a kind of desolation and loneliness that he had never felt before.

Does this mean that the past is gone.When darkness engulfs the shadow of the singer Ron on the table, there will be one less singer of Ruo Xinghan in the world, because Ron will bury all these secrets deep in his heart.As people who know the history disappear one by one, those ancient stars will all disappear in Ruo Xinghan's sky tonight.After a long and silent night, when a new star map appears in the sky, no one will remember which heroes were fought and killed on this land. In the southern part of the Elven Forest, the scorched earth may never grow vegetation. A small beetle crawled over the scorched branch and the hand stretched to the sky, the family of flames that once swept the earth and the underground, just perish like this?

The beetle burrowed into the soil, and countless ants were busy on the seemingly lifeless land. The ants have built their huge cities underground, and tens of millions of worker ants are constantly digging and expanding their territories. A worker ant was carefully exploring the road on the edge of the city, when suddenly the soil in front of it collapsed, and a giant pincer beetle tens of thousands of times bigger than it appeared. The worm was as big as an anteater, and then the soil continued to collapse, and more and more giant worms invaded the ant's territory.These insects are densely packed, like a large army. Behind them is the underground space that has been opened up. In comparison, the ant country is just a drop of water in the sea.

A beetle flew up and flew towards the core of this underground space. It flew over the walls and valleys of its kind, out of this huge cave, over the great underground river, and over the expulsive expulsions on the underground plain. The magic beast formation flew over the monster nests that covered both sides of the underground canyon, passed through the flaming birds in the sky, and flew towards the huge underground castle. The beetle flew into a window and landed on a big hand. The half-orc who was also covered with a carapace discerned the information brought back by the beetle, and turned to the magic general who was looking at the huge map on the wall: "Huayou Master Bingsi, we have already returned to the ground."

Huayou Bingsi turned and went out, striding into a long corridor leading to an extremely dark place, in the extremely dark depths, he bowed to a shadow. "His Royal Highness, please guide us." All the reasons go back to that moment. In the underground castle of the Forest of Elves, Kant used the magic vine to send Yundi and Baiya to the opposite side of the suspension bridge.I turned around and walked into the flames... Underground, the knight stood silently in the fire. "Do you want to die with me like this?" the voice of the Demon King asked in his body. "For so many years, you have been able to feel the existence of that power. When you fell asleep, didn't you hear the sound of the dragon breathing beside you? You are afraid of that power and dare not blend into it because you are afraid of being killed. The power sucked into the darkness...so, to this day, you are a powerless paladin, you dare not take off your visor, because people will recognize you as an undead, and your decayed face will be destroyed You can only endure the beliefs of all races in silence, relying on the power outside your body to deceive the awe of the world."

"Yes, if it wasn't for an unexpected encounter that turned me into a family of undead, you would not have invaded my will quickly. The power you left behind affects me all the time, and I am like a dying of thirst looking at the The great lake, but I can't take a sip, because I know the lake water is highly poisonous... Don't you always want me to use that power, so that you can destroy my will and re-open your power." "You're right... Without the protection of your will, I can easily take out my magic power. Your soul is the lock on this demon cage, so I admire you very much... You have used this power twice , which makes your heart hard as iron, but still a little bit less..."

"You've been waiting for an opportunity..." "Because you haven't really lost your feelings yet. Something deep inside of you is forcing you to take risks and get closer to me again and again. Don't you sometimes feel powerless too? Don't you always feel powerless because of things you can't change And hate yourself?" The devil sneered, "I have been watching you in the dark to see how long you can last." "Now... I have no better choice. Fate mocked me. The magic medicine only repaired my body, but failed to cleanse my soul." "But if our souls die together like this, on the ground, the war will go on like a boulder rolling down a mountain, until everything is destroyed, the night will last forever, and the undead and resentful spirits will occupy the land."

"What do you want to say?" "Let's sign a contract. Only the two of us can prevent the continuation of the war. However, my people will live on the earth again, and you must ensure that they will no longer be hostile and besieged." "Are you really willing to do this?" "Over the years, who else has understood each other better than us. We have struggled for so long, and finally understand that it is impossible to defeat our opponents." "But...you can't leave my body." "Although you got the tears of the goddess, your friend recited a wrong spell, but there is not only one person in this world who understands the ancient elf language, nor is there only one person who understands the secrets hidden in Ruo Xinghan's ancient scroll. You Trust your friends, but sometimes your enemies are honest."

"You mean... you know the correct Skana spell? But you can't use it to destroy yourself..." "Its effect is nothing more than to bring the body back to life. It is not only yours, but also mine. When you are an undead, your body is the cage of the soul, making it difficult for you to be killed, and it also blocks me. But now that your body is revived, you are no longer immortal, and your soul can leave your body. With the power of the Goddess' tears, I can recreate a new body with your reflowed blood, you My body can no longer be my prison." "Whether I want it or not, your resurrection will become inevitable." "No...this still requires your cooperation...I need part of your blood and flesh...so...the choice is to die together, or to accept my contract and coexist on this land." "If I accept your contract, I may not be able to avoid the tragic ending of being abandoned and hated by the world." "That has nothing to do with me, you just need to make a choice. Let the war between the two clans continue, or bear all the misunderstandings and hostility alone?" The knight was silent for a long time. ... If God could grant you one wish, what would it be?A voice in the dark asked Kant. Become a hero to save the continent?Get the most beautiful woman in the world?Or a demon king with terrifying power? I think... the knight patted his head, the wish should be - to restore my original self. I will pick up my wooden sword and go to exercise myself a little bit. I will find the girl I love the most and treat her with the deepest love, even if she is annoying me. Seeing the beautiful princess, I will wish her happiness instead of becoming another wife of mine. When a heroic knight gallops by, I will not hate him, because he may not have as much as I do. "...Unfortunately, there may be no gods in this world." The knight sighed. "Since there is no God, then there is no destiny?" said the voice. When the demon army surged out of the ground again, the demon king Kaqiyunde sighed: "If that paladin is still alive, I should abide by the contract with him, but... where is he right now?" On that night, when fate was still undecided, Kant hugged Yundi and sang softly.That was their happiest night.Although that life only has that night, but in the long years, who is not willing to give everything for that moment of happiness? Be silent, my heart!The universe cannot hear you. Be silent, my heart!Wailers cannot hear you. My heart, be silent!Shadows in the night will not heed your whispers.The hordes of darkness will not assault your sweet dreams. My heart, be silent!And be silent till dawn.Those who patiently wait for the dawn will usher in the morning; those who are liked by the light must love the light! 【End】 Note: Some ballads are quoted from European classical poetry collections