Dust of History Chapter 7: Decision (middle)

For the two people who have never tasted the breath of the Black Star, the world-destroying Necromancer is just a legend after all. Even knowing that since Necromancers can be used as a divine metaphor to determine fate, the weight of this legend is naturally not light, but after all, it is too incredible. Even though the two powerful masters of magic could barely believe it intellectually, they still couldn't accept emotionally that this wonderful world would be destroyed by a monster in a short time.

Grandon Tower Master thought about it, and said: "If necessary, all the magic scrolls of our Tower of Fangs can be provided, and there are several big magics that are close to the forbidden spell. If we add all of our Elemental magicians, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is not difficult to raz a small country..."

"The range of this cloud of necromancy seems to be only a radius of more than ten miles." Master Adelie said. "Even if it is full of undead monsters like skeleton dragons, gathering all of us here will have enough power to wipe them all out."

"The problem is not with the undead, but with the king of the undead. Within the range of his breath, undead monsters cannot be completely destroyed. Even if they are blown to pieces, they will slowly condense again due to the dark air. Moreover, the power of the current king of the dead is not comparable to that when he first condensed his body, he will not turn a blind eye to the enemy, and instinctively drives him to destroy all obstacles on the way before using the doomsday judgment." Lloyd, the Elder Elder, said up. Although it didn't take long, he looked even older, with wrinkles covering every inch of his skin, he looked like an old man who was hundreds of years old, even his voice and movements were all aging slowness.

"Couldn't it be possible to use the forbidden spell?" Adelie smiled, and finally pulled his gaze from the map, looking at Elder Lloyd. "Under such circumstances, as long as you, Elder Lloyd, can reveal to us a little bit of the magic technology of the ancient elf empire. Gathering our strength here, I believe it is not difficult to make meteor fire rain and phoenix summon these top scrolls, as long as we Constantly using forbidden spells..."

"Hehe, what time is this? Master Aide Lide, you should stop staring at these ideas..." Elder Lloyd glanced at Aide Lide, his eyes seemed so cloudy that black and white could hardly be distinguished, the eyes in his eyes There is a smoky smell of aging. "In the ancient elven empire, even with all the power of the elves, there were even titans and giant dragons. None of them could stop the elven king who turned into the king of the dead from launching the doomsday judgment... Believe me, even the magic of the two tower masters , It’s nothing compared to the magic technology of the ancient elves.”

The two tower masters were stunned with ugly faces, but in the end they didn't say anything, they just looked at the magic map on the table and let out a long sigh.

"Haven't you seen me like this? Measured by your human standards, I'm actually just a teenager, but I still have two or three years of life at most. This is what Mafa tells all prying eyes. The punishment of the spirit of power, it’s also because I just showed you this map... Even if Mafa blesses this matter and it succeeds by luck, this map will be completely destroyed. Together with me..."

Adred doesn't seem to give up. Said: "I don't know if the Mafa you mentioned can help us? Since he has such an ability, he can create the leaves of the world tree and the sun well..."

"Mafa is the mother of the earth, the mother of all things. The dark star is the gathering of the darkness of all the creatures on the entire continent. It is a sharp tool to cleanse the world that has been overly active and is on the verge of collapse..."

"What? Isn't Marfa the patron saint of your elves? Isn't the leaf of the world tree and the sun well that can restrain the black star..."

"How can the great mother of all things guard a family? The so-called greatness means selflessness, selflessness, do you know the meaning of this word? In her eyes, there is no essential difference between ants and dragons, they are just creatures. But Before the collapse of the ancient elf empire, a very small number of elves felt her will and pulse, and then survived by attachment and worshiped her wishful thinking... You didn’t see that even our vitality can only follow Mafa’s will Can it be continued? As for the leaves of the world tree and the sun well, the magicians of the elf empire finally managed to create these tools according to the pulse of Mafa, but I think... that is actually the same as the black star Well... but one is the cohesion of vitality and the source of life, and the other is the cohesion of death and darkness..."

"Why?" Borukan-sama's eyes seemed to fall out at any moment. Open your mouth wide. "Can you create two diametrically opposed artifacts? This is completely illogical..."

"It's not quite the opposite. Life and death are not opposites, but one. Without the leaves of the world tree and the sunwell, there would be no star of darkness. There is also death. Although the Sunwell and the leaves of the world tree cannot equal the power of the dark star, they have given us a chance to live. This is actually a glimmer of life contained in the dark star itself. There is no absolute darkness and Death, the greatest blackness and the smallest life in death, but we have to fight for it ourselves.”

"You said those two things are actually the same?" Mr. Borugan's expression was distorted due to hard thinking, and his face that was originally like a big pancake now looked like a big pancake that had been rubbed for a while and then punched. cake. "This... still seems illogical..."

"That's just your logic, or human logic. Don't try to understand what you can't understand, just like a moss fungus that only grows in the morning can't understand that there is also day and night. If you insist An analogy you can understand, we are just some dust in the vast and boundless world, Mafa has never paid attention to us, nor will he pay attention to anything, but just evolves the world according to her own rules... ...The catastrophe we are facing now is just one of these countless evolutions, and it is also insignificant..."

Pirugan-sama still tried hard to think for a while, finally sighed, and his distorted face bounced back to its original shape. "I'm sorry, I still don't understand what you're talking about..."

"It's fine if you don't understand." Elder Lloyd chuckled, the wrinkles on his face overlapped, and his cloudy eyes swept across the faces of the surrounding people with different expressions. "These are just speculations by me, a fallen elf who violates Mafa's teachings and seeks the truth at will. I shouldn't know these truths..."

The faces of Granger and Adriatic were still full of thoughts, as if they had suddenly realized something, and they seemed even more puzzled. It's different from the Oufu agent leader who is thoughtful and aggressive, and is used to explaining everything with logic. As the top magicians with the highest comprehension, they can grasp some things inside.

"It's useless to know these things. We still have to do what we need to do. Elder Lloyd, you brought this magic map to believe that it's not because you are discussing these lands." The pope's expression didn't fluctuate, I don't know if he fully understands or not at all.

Cough lightly. The female prime minister interrupted the atmosphere that was somewhat inconsistent with the meeting. "Okay, the esoteric philosophical and theological topics can stop here, let's talk about more practical things."

Boss Roland's words were the same as his eyes, always so tough and tenacious, without hesitation to get straight to the point. "Let's just say it, how can we destroy that undead king? What can we do?"

Elder Lloyd nodded, opened his mouth, and slowly said in a voice that sounded dry and decaying: "Our only hope is that this undead king is not complete, so even if our gathered The ritual is not complete. There is hope for us... as long as we gather all our combat power to open a way among the countless undead monsters. Hitting the power gathered by our ceremony on the black star, maybe we can knock the black star The hilt of the ground sword is destroyed..."

"I'm sorry, what kind of ceremony are you talking about? I don't understand at all, what kind of ceremony are you elves doing now?" The Prime Minister asked with a frown.

It's not just her face full of confusion. Captain Roland, Lord Borugan, and the two tower owners of the Tower of Fangs also had doubts on their faces. Only the Pope and Lancelot remained calm as usual, and the Pope just sighed lightly. Said: "It's not happening now, but the ceremony that has been repeated in the Whispering Forest for tens of thousands of years, integrating the power of the sun well and the leaves of the World Tree into the bodies of each generation of elves with the blood of the elf king, and so on. Then when the dark star breaks ground again, send that elf's chest to the sword of the dark star..."

"Yes." Elder Lloyd glanced at the Pope. "This ritual has been performed countless times to prepare for the appearance of the Dark Star, and it is finally useful this time. Unfortunately, this ritual was destroyed by a person who broke into the Whispering Forest * World Tree Leaf Humans, all the power that should have been poured into the body of the elf was absorbed by him. It's a pity that those powers are incompatible with the human body, so this ceremony is not complete..."

"Fortunately, the Black Star is not complete~IndoMTL.com~It's just a sword hilt. So there is still a chance, right?" The Pope also looked at Elder Lloyd. "Actually, it was only a little bit close. I helped you complete this ceremony...but now it is not so easy to complete it. At least we still need the consent of that person himself, or in other words, he himself I am willing to die in exchange for the possibility of destroying the Black Star. Of course, there are other ways, but it is very troublesome..."

The pope's voice paused, his eyes met Elder Lloyd's, and he seemed to speak in a tacit understanding at the same time: "Catch him and send him to the king of the dead to let the dead The King pierced him with the hilt of the Black Star."

"Impossible. From the actual situation, there is no such possibility. No one has such strength. Even if he can be caught, it is impossible to safely send him to the king of the dead." Lancelot special interface. "So everything now is actually up to his own decision."

"To make such a decision..." Lord Borugan grinned and shook his head slowly. "It seems to be too difficult..."

There is no interface, everyone knows this, so everyone's face is not very good-looking. The ugliest of them all was the young female prime minister, her face was so pale and blue, her originally firm and stable eyes were now in a daze.