“Mother, let’s talk about it.”
“What do you want to talk about,” Isis coldly replied: “If you just want to keep me here, it’s too naive.”
Sophia shook his head: “I only have one request, I let you leave here, but you also have to leave Faithwind Circle.”
Isis was silent for a moment.
“Do you want to protect her?” She shook her head: “In vain, struggle and live for a long time, the result of this war is already doomed as early as the previous era.”
“Do not try, how to know.”
“With you, I don’t want to set foot on this land anyway,” Isis nodded: “Look at the face of the bloodline with my daughter flowing, I promised you.”
Sophia nodded, she gently lifted her hand.
……
If the trial of high mountain is a dream, then for Brando, the dream is gradually collapsing.
After the Space Rift that he saw with White had swept through the sky, the whole trial became unsatisfied. There were a lot of blank areas in Space, and the horrible whistle of broken ice and rocks turned to these. As the rips rolled down, the glaciers soon split in four or five, more than a hundred times more avalanches he had experienced before, as if to crush the World.
In the collapsed World, there is no channel that can be called ‘road’ that can continue to go forward. If he is still in the previous state, I am afraid that he has already been without a burial site at this moment, but the fact is that he is now in a state of comparison. It was much better before.
The white words gave him tremendous help. He knew that this was a spiritual world. So no matter how terrible the scene was before his eyes, Brando only needed to firm Will without shake, so naturally he was not hurt.
He stepped forward step by step, as if in this frenzied scene, he walked out of a path. White Mist, even attached to his spiritual world, dared not to sneer again. She was scared, although she was more than the former. Knowing the nature of this World, but without the ridiculous Will Attributes of Brando, even if she understands, she is still not immune to everything under her eyes.
She can only wait nervously for the result of Brando conquering this trial, or killing her with her.
But Brando saw a scene at the moment.
He saw a wide avenue in the collapsed World. Although it was also a snowfield, it was not affected by the glacier surrounding it. Everything is collapsed on both sides, and disappears on both sides, but it is completely motionless. Like a completely silent World.
Also at Brando Spirit World, seeing this world’s white nature with Brando’s gaze also saw such a scene, she uttered her voice: “The sages lead the way…”
Brando raises head, a back is deeply engraved into his eyes.
It was an emerald color that was quite different from this snowy World. He couldn’t even see the thin silhouette of the deep and shallow walk in the snowfield, but only a cloak was flying. Just like a banner.
“this is……”
Brando’s pupil shrinks in a circle
On top of this World, there was such an epic: Knight called Azure, crushing the sky, and attracting stars to the ground, proclaiming the end of an era.
He holds Holy Spear Aether and guards the night of the mortal.
But he is not a mortal.
“So are you a mortal, Brando?”
“I’m.”
“So, are you a mortal, Sophie?”
“…”
Brando is silent. There are two voices in my heart that ask myself.
“Come up!”
“Come on, Brando!” The white voice shouted anxiously in his mind.
But he turned a deaf ear.
Suddenly he saw The Silver Queen standing in front of himself and watching himself in horror, the hope in his eyes was a little bit of silence, and finally turned into endless despair.
“Your authority comes from Truth!” Alvina looked at him on the other side, stopped and said firmly.
He took a step forward and the illusion of the two became a piece of debris behind him.
“Who are you?” Princess Gryphine was cold. Standing in front of him: “My marriage contractor is Brando. Cardillos, not you!”
Brando takes another step forward. The illusion of Her Highness the Princess is also turned into nothingness.
But he stopped.
He saw Brando, who died in Bucce’s old house, watching himself quietly.
“where u from?”
“I……”
Brando’s heart trembled slightly.
The biggest secret of the spirit at the moment, Usson moved.
“Actually, you all know, right?” Another ‘he’ was lightly smiled to him.
“I am a mortal, the son of Darus of Sword Saint, my grandfather’s expectations for me, just to live. No longer involved in this is a non-whirlpool.”
“But after sixty years of the war, who can see the future? Perhaps all this has already been doomed. How can I be the mortal, who can dominate one’s own destiny?”
“I am you. Brando,” Brando replied: “We are not different.”
“But I am mortal, are you?” ‘Brando’ also replied: “When Alvina said this to you, you will understand, right?”
Brando is silent.
Indeed, there is no doubt in his heart.
He sheds the blood of Black Iron, but has inheritance from the ancestors. Some facts are actually self-evident in silence.
Just Sophie, who is a player, how can he have the bloodline of the ancestors. In reality, he is just an ordinary person.
“Do you understand?” ‘Brando’ asked again.
He silently nodded.
‘Brando’ also looked at him silently:
“…so say, Brando, you answer me… on this World, have people mastered their fate?”
“I don’t know,” Brando shook his head. “But I believe there may be a day.”
“Maybe one day?”
This problem suddenly made Brando’s heart firm.
His mines head, the glory of some kind of memories shining in his eyes, whispered replied: “…may I have seen it all, seeing a civilization that has experienced ignorance and barbarism, slaughter and disorder, even today It is still greedy and indifferent, but I also see a lot of gentle and beautiful side. I know at least that our history has not gone backwards, even if the process is tortuous and long, but I have reason to believe tomorrow…”
“What you saw, I never knew, Brando…” Another ‘he’ shook his head: “So this is our biggest difference, I ask you, Brando, you will decide the future of mortal for us. What?”
Brando looked at him.
But did not answer.
He took a step forward, one’s own phantom to nothingness, like the ripples of the ripples.
“You are one of us, Brando.” A gentle voice sounded.
Brando slammed the head and looked at the silhouette that appeared in front of him. The other party did not look back, standing back to him, the green dreamy cloak, hanging from behind his back, quietly hang down to the ground.
It wasn’t until this time that Brando discovered that the snowfields of all around had disappeared, and the two seemed to be in a void space.
The stars are twinkling around.
Brando was slightly surprised to open his mouth. He didn’t even know how the other person came to his side, and there was a feeling in his heart that the other person did not seem to be a phantom, but actually existed there.
This illusion was so strong that he couldn’t tell a word.
White can’t make a sound.
Knight of Azure turned slowly, and Brando realized that the description of the former in various legends and myths was not fictitious, but he could not see the other side.
Knight of Azure held up a sword in his hand and said to him: “People who are sheltered by you, relying on you, this is a responsibility for you. And when you make up such determination, it changes. The fate of others, although you do not answer this question, but you understand this in your heart.”
“I just want to do what I want to do,” Brando retorted. “I don’t have any damage anyone.”
“In fact, you not only did not damage them, you also protected them, just like Marsha and the gods, but sometimes such grace is unintentional.”