Above The Sky (Yin Tianshen Yin) Chapter 121: What are you waiting for? (4/4, thanks to the lord of Liuli’s memories!)

The rain is pouring.

The one-armed black-armored knight chased the mark step by step, and came to the flat top of the cliff surrounded by clouds and mist. He took a deep breath, and then stepped forward.

The mist receded under the wave of the overflowing source quality, revealing the truth hidden behind the water vapor and the strong wind, the white-haired boy and the gray-haired old man appeared in his eyes.

Weggs stared at the scene.

There is a strong tidal wind in the air, the clouds are falling from the sky, and there are rolling dark clouds in all directions. On the top of the cliff of sighing, looking around, you can only see dark and gloomy thick fog, as if coming to Alien.

He likes rainy days. The sound of raindrops falling on the ground is so simple and clear, enough to clear away all the haze in the world. He likes to watch the rain clouds cover the sun, and then the light of the scorching sun leaks out from the gap in the clouds. This light is the light in this dark world Salvation is the meaning of his existence.

But the light will always be short-lived, the wind sweeps the sky and the earth, and the clouds will change accordingly.

The light will be extinguished, it will fall, it will dissipate, and the suffocating rain will fall from the churning cloud, and the rainy day that was originally loved will also become tormenting, and the noisy voice will fill his ears, making him unable to hear anything he wants heard the voice.

So he would laugh instead, smiling quietly at Yu.

Until the sun goes down and darkness covers everything.

The dark clouds and mist filled the air, and the knight stood tall in the turbulent water vapor cloud wall. His intact left hand tightly held a half-sword that was slightly bent, and his black messy hair was tightly attached to his cheeks and neck. His expression seemed to be smiling. , but the reality is so complicated that no expression can be seen at all.

"Give me your Majesty's inheritance."

Taking a deep breath, Wiggs thought he would taunt a few words, or say some beautiful scenes, just like the characters in all knight novels.

But when he saw that old figure, all interest disappeared, and there was only a very complicated emotion in his heart, which made him just want to end everything quickly: "I already know the truth. Hand over the inheritance Give it to me, whatever you want. The old guy can't live for too long, and I don't bother to deal with you little guy."

Hilliard didn't speak, but Ian stood in front of the teacher.

He holds Hilliard's frontless epee in his hand, and with the power of the first energy level, he can use it freely.

"Get out of the way, I don't want to kill you now."

Looking at the immature but beautiful face of the white boy holding the sword in front of him, Wiggs forcibly suppressed his anger and impatience: "A young prophet...don't you know that getting out of the way now is the best way?" Is it a good choice?"

"Or, do you want your younger brother to have no older brother?"

The knight thought his words were enough to surprise Ian.

But he saw that this calm Bai Zhimin boy responded to himself with a smile: "Why, do you think it is a good choice for an apprentice to have no mentor?"

Weggs has no way to answer this question, he can only take a step forward, using wordless actions as a threat.

But Ian continued: "I understand you very well, half of my senior brother... You actually didn't hate the teacher because of the relationship between the teacher and you, causing you to be discriminated against by your peers and alienated by the chief. , you don't mind at all, you're proud of it, proud of it, because someone connected you to the teacher."

"What you really hate is actually the fact that you didn't die... Haha, everyone related to the teacher is dead. My other senior brothers and sisters, all the people who are close to the teacher, and those who have taught, People who helped, who reached out—they all died.”

"Only you are alive - because you and your mentor only have some contact in the early years, and there is no connection other than that."

"That's why you hate."

The knight in black armor suddenly stood still, and even Hilliard raised his head in surprise, looked at Ian, and then at Weggs.

And Ian's calm words continued to sound, "Why am I still alive? When can I really die with glory instead of living like I am now?"

"Why is the mentor always silent and has never appeared? Doesn't he know that as long as he appears, there will be someone who will continue to follow him and is willing to die for his dream?"

"Everyone is belittling the late emperor and the teacher, only one stubborn guy still refuses to believe all the rhetoric of the later generations. Such a sad and respectable persistence has accumulated for ten, twenty, thirty years... and finally From expectation to bewilderment, from bewilderment to disappointment, from disappointment to hatred.”

Ian and Wiggs looked at each other with the absent-minded dark green eyes, and his tone was light, even with a hint of a smile: "What kind of responsibility does the teacher bear? Why doesn't he say a word? No? Does he want to bring his secret to the grave?"

"Does he... really don't believe it, does he feel that there is no one person who can be trusted by him?"

"Does he really feel that no one is worthy of inheriting his dream to take revenge on this dark and dirty world?

The black-armored knight froze in place, trembling all over his body, and then let out a wild roar as if he had finally come to his senses.

"Shut up!"

The furious man took a step forward. He waved the half-sword in his hand that had been twisted by thousands of impacts, and threw it down at the boy of the white people—but the other party showed no fear, and he slammed down with a dexterous blow. The sword hit his long sword's point of force from bottom to top, and then unloaded and flung it away.

Just like not long ago, he launched countless attacks, but returned without success countless times.

"The teacher is dying, why would he rather die than tell the truth? Am I really unworthy?"

And while the two swords were clashing, Ian's voice still came out along the fragmented wind, with a serious meaning: "In that case... let me do it."

"I'm here to kill the teacher and free him from this sad mission."

"I am here to destroy this country and avenge all the lost past."

"If possible, I will inherit the teacher's dream—or die in the hands of the teacher."

"You know... what!"

Weggs' dark green eyes were almost filled with blood, he gritted his teeth and wanted to attack again - he didn't use much force in the blow just now, he just wanted to shut up Ian.

But now, he has made up his mind to completely shut up this poisonous junior, who somehow can inherit Hilliard's mantle!

However, just as Wiggs held up the long sword in his hand.

Ian threw the Yuantie epee in his hand to the ground.

At this moment, the knight in black armor heard the mocking laughter of the boy from the White People.

"I'm waiting for Ray."

The boy who has gone through complete compulsory education sneered, "What are you waiting for?"

Boom!

A thunderstorm sounded, and the lightning pierced the night sky and the dark cliff top.

At the moment when the alarm bell rang in Weggs' heart, the pale wrath of the sky descended from the sky close at hand!

Its light goes up to the sky and down to the cliff, making the whole world black and white.

And the target of this lightning bolt is the only one wearing iron armor and holding a long metal sword——

Weggs' figure was instantly engulfed by lightning!