The Amber Sword: Act 317 Uncertain Fate VI
He even saw someone. △
That's a middle-aged man, wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses, holding a briefcase, and welcoming himself. For a moment, Brando almost raised his hand to say hello to each other --
Everything is like the past.
That was his teacher, which occupied an extremely important part of his memory in his childhood. He even remembered that the other party had a daughter -- and a somewhat lively little girl.
But how many years ago was it?
Ten years?
Twenty years?
Brando looked at the other side and passed him by surprise.
Then everything disappeared.
"Mother Marsha, this is ..." Brando felt that the one's own voice was slightly hoarse.
"My child," Marsha's soft voice echoed: "Everyone has belonged to one's own, we are the same -- God races, once came from such a world -- the world was destroyed in the flames of war, and the only People are called the first generation. That is firstmen, or Matteyan, that is, travelers, they take everything in the past world and travel among many worlds until they come to this world ... "
"That is the story before the first era. With the joint efforts of firstmen, we built everything. I created this world and called it Vaunde."
"However, the civilization and order that we brought from the past world are so incompatible with this brand new world. When the old and new order conflict, the hostility of this world is -- Twilight. Wake up. "
"... The war that has lasted so far has begun."
Brando Although this is not the first time someone has told this history, the personal description of Marsha made him yearn for that epic history: the inheritance of civilization between the two worlds. The Planeswalker's ancestors used their almost great power to create such a miracle.
Then everything that everyone sees in this age.
But the tone of Marsha is not high, and it does not seem to be proud and proud of it: "My child, from the beginning of the ancient war to this day. It is doomed that we are going to fight against this world. Will, therefore, we have almost failed in every war. "
"... In order to save myself, I left 'Amber' the sword of destiny in the supreme authority of tiamat as the last resort to restart the world -- and in the five wars since then , Almost every time we survive through it.
"Amber?" Brando was a little puzzled: "Isn't that the throne of death?"
He came to raises head and suddenly found out. I do not know when the mother of all things already appeared in front of him.
Marsha was filled with a sacred smile on her face. She looked at him but didn't answer the question directly.
"Do you understand the meaning of the throne, my child --"
Brando is a little at a loss.
Marsha smiled gently before continuing: "My child, you must understand that in that eternal war. We are not immortal; and one day, the **** one by one will die. And we guard Everything will come to that doomed end in that era. "
"Destined?" Brando frowned: "Mother Marsha, if everything is doomed, then what is the meaning of all these wars? You said that amber is a mortal sword that dominates destiny, it can really let us dominate one's own Fate? "
For the answer to this question, Marsha also shook his head with a smile.
She only replied: "Our world. time after time is destroyed and time after time is reborn, but everything is not changed, child. Although the ending of each war goes back and forth, it seems like an inextricable death knot. But the bronze family is like this -- was born under the circumstances "
"Bronze family?"
"They are leaving us, my children, but that is an inevitable," said Marsha's voice calmly and calmly: "In the dark, rusty clockwork is returning to its original position -- because, from From the beginning, they pointed already to a road to victory. "
"What?" Brando was slightly surprised. He had only heard of the Betrayal of the Bronze, but never heard of such a thing.
Marsha seemed to have anticipated his surprise, and continued: "In that era, I saw such a hope in the Bronze people, and maybe there is such a path that can bring us to the Will of this world. Coexistence, after all, our purpose is not to destroy everything, but to protect this new home ... "
Hearing this, Brando suddenly understood something: "So this is ..."
"Yes, this is the beginning of the mortal era. The mortals born in Black Iron, and the birth of my child --, this is the era you see."
Brando remained silent for a while.
It was only a few minutes later that he said again: "But Dragon of Twilight has not weakened because of this, but the gods and firstmen one by one have left this world. In our time, the power of mortals is so humble, Where is our hope? "
"How can we defeat Dragon of Twilight?"
He came to raises head and looked at Marsha's eyes. The deep silver eyes were full of praise.
Marsha walked slowly to Brando's, extend the hand, and placed -- Brando on his forehead. She could not feel the touch of her hand tangible, but she could feel a touch of warmth.
"You should understand, Brando, my child. Dragon of Twilight is not the world's Will itself. It only represents the hostility and destruction of this world. It was born when the conflict between the old and the new order was unavoidable. "
"So when everything ends, it's the death of Dragon of Twilight, my child."
"End everything?"
Marsha fell on him with silver eyes and looked at him quietly.
"Dragon of Twilight understood in the wars of the four epochs. It must acquire the highest authority -- Amber Sword of tiamatLaws before it can completely end all of --, our world."
"For this reason, it does not hesitate to project the one's own onto the tiamat's network, descending on this world in the form of tangible, and occupying the body of Romaine Young Lady."
"Because it knew the plans of the God racess long ago, and stole the most important part from this plan through the departure of the Bronze clan. It cleverly arranged through the one's own to let the results of the sixth war follow its own expected direction Moving forward, to this day, the arrival of this moment -- "
Brando stared blankly at Marsha.
Looking at this Lady Mother.
"You ..." He asked absentmindedly: "... Did you know?"
Marsha nodded silently.
"Because from the beginning. The God races actually had two plans."
Brando opened his mouth slightly.
"Their first plan was called Ultimate Throne. In this plan, God races used the blood of the ancestors to create Romaine Young Lady. When Romaine Young Lady grew up, she was able to use Amber Sword to restart our The world, let everything return to its origin. And that era. It will be the beginning of the next war. "
"But this plan is actually just a cover up," Marsha remarked surprisingly: "The real plan is actually the 'Vaunde plan', that is, the curved plan. This plan is the beginning to end everything."
"So ... is ...?"
"When Dragon of Twilight came to tiamat's Laws through our first plan, and got tangible's existence through Romaine Young Lady. At this moment, it was indeed the closest moment to victory. -- but at the same time. It also exposed To his biggest weakness. "
"Because, as the owner of the ancestral bloodline, it will be integrated with our world. It has become one of the highest powers of this world, but it is also a member of this network --"
Marsha stared at Brando and asked, "Do you know what the throne means. My child?"
Brando closed his mouth, and his heart moved.
"Dragon of Twilight never understands what the throne means, because it lacks the feeling of being a mortal, so it can never win in this war."
Marsha shook his head slightly:
"This era," she replied, "It is such an era. In this era, the gods die, the stars fall to the ground, and on the earth, mortals born in Black Iron will control their fate and one's own. The future. "
"That will be a new era. Above mortals, there will no longer be authority above it. After this, we will no longer be able to determine the fate of these people. Perhaps for this world, It's time to release its remaining shackles ... "
"Brando," Marsha asked softly, "Do you see such an era, our dreams and hopes, has it realized already?"
"-- it, is it here?"
Brando shook his head slightly.
On the earth, there are the ethnic groups of gold and silver, and the legacy of the gods, which still determines the future and fate of Vaunde. There is also existence like The Silver Queen, which holds the highest authority in the world in his hands.
It even has such deep marks from the previous era. The order left by the Planeswalkers is still existence. Even Planeswalker itself has not completely left.
The divine fire has never been born from a mortal.
Do mortals really dominate the fate of one's own?
Brando thinks, maybe this is also Correct one's own questioning -- because its answer is undoubtedly no.
"So Dragon of Twilight, still existence," Marsha replied softly: "My child, do you understand?"
Brando was silent for a moment.
He reached out and took hold of his mother's hand on his forehead. The hand was heavy, as if she wished him the crown.
"Lady Mother, what should we do?"
"If you want to wear a crown, you must bear -- my child."
Brando is somewhat raises head.
Marsha looked at him and said slowly: "I was born of the supreme authority. My child, from the moment I was born, I created a network called tiamat in this world. When everything is When Laws came down, elements and Mana performed their respective roles, so a world named Vaunde was born.
"But our world was born from the supremacy, and all its authority and power came from it. Therefore, only those above the throne can destroy the throne itself --"
"And Dragon of Twilight will not know that there is another person in this world. It can also pick up the highest authority in the world of Holy Sword amber --."
Brando squeezed his lips tightly, and he even closed his eyes, as if he had expected already in his heart.
Marsha watched his eyes become a little softer: "Brando, my child, I chose a hero from the underworld, and he has such a quality. Only he can bear such a heavy Responsibility -- He will end everything in the past and put a final rest on this never-ending war. "
"But," it was a long time before Brando opened his eyes again: "Why me?"
Marsha looked at him and motioned for raises head to come. She pointed to the picture in front of the two:
When Brando saw the picture, blood seemed to be flowing to the brain.
Because he saw a teenager.
The boy is holding his upper body, his eyes closed, and he is in a metal training tank. Encased in a translucent liquid.
In front of the teenagers, there are three tall men wearing robe hanging on the ground. Brando watched the ring -- Ouroboros named ouro wave ros twine end to end, sparkling.
"Then ... I ...?"
The face, which should be called Sophie, seems so strange to Brando at this moment.
Marsha nodded.
"I mobilized almost all the energy remaining in the tiamatLaws network through the four to thirteenth authority of the nucleus, through the causal surface of Time and Space. In your world, I have constructed game named" Amber Sword ", which does not disturb the future. Stream. A part of the historical process of Vaunde -- is reproduced before your eyes "
"I picked some people, but only you, successfully came to our world, I can feel the obsession in your heart, Brando, maybe Correct, you love for some people and things, for Aouine's. Let you and this The world has produced enough resonance. "
Brando vomited one breath lightly.
"What is a nucleus?"
"That's the collective name of the thirty-six satellites above Vaunde low-Earth orbit, and it's also my body."
"Is this the case with all the gods?" Brando asked, recalling the spectacular scene he saw outside the elemental borders of tiamat.
Marsha nodded.
"So upperclasswoman her?"
"Nemesis Young Lady is also part of this plan, but the child was not completely successful, maybe you will have the opportunity to meet her in the future. I can take her to my apologies."
"So, I ... came to this world and got the identity of Brando, did you arrange it ...?"
Brando hesitated for a moment, and finally asked this question.
Marsha looked at him and replied softly:
"You lived 140 years in our time. In that time, Odin and Gaia taught you a lot. After you died, we saved your memory and used it to create another embryo. , That's your -- Brando now, my child "
"You don't need to doubt the identity of one's own," she put down her hand: "You are Brando, the grandson of Earth Sword Saint, Highland Knight, the heir of this generation of the Cardillos family, but the moment when everything comes, your past memory, Self-recovery and back to you again. "
"You are Sophie and Brando --"
Brando kept silent.
He seems to be back that summer night a few years ago.
At that moment, at this moment, he said to himself silently:
"Yes, I am Sophie, and I am also Brando --"
"Then let me ask the last question, Mother Marsha."
Marsha looked at him and nodded tacitly.
"Why do you want to project the 'surface plan' in our era -- and firstmen, where did it come from? And why do we have the highest level of authority in the tiamat network?"
Speaking of which, Brando raises head came, and he saw Marsha's silver eyes flashing with soft luster.
"Because you and firstmen have the same blood flow, Brando, it is not affected by this world Laws."
"The first generation of firstmen that came here, in fact they should have another name --"
"Their hometown was once called Earth."
…… (To be continued.) Mobile users please visit http://m.piaotian.net