The World of Deities Chapter 268: 1 little bit
The silver spots on Luo Long's body slowly disappeared.
While walking, Su Ye slowly said: "The people in the arena clearly gave you the glory, you leave it alone, and pursue the no longer existing'Glory of Rolong I', and protect the ones that have never been before.' The glory of the Luolong family'."
"You never understand one of the simplest truths. People can be roughly classified, such as straight or curly hair, such as dark or green eyes, such as hardworking or lazy, such as sinful or kind, For example, irresponsible or responsible, although some classifications will have a bad effect, but it is harmless. But when we are not classified, but divided into high and low, up and down, and high and low, everything will be different."
"When you think that people are high and low, and nobles are higher than ordinary people, then there must be people who are more'expensive' than you. In the eyes of those people, you are cheap. Your cheapness is not theirs. Or what the outside world gives is to yourself when you think you are noble than others. Just because you think you are noble than ordinary people, so in front of Princess Palos, you feel that you are lower than her. "
Luo Long stared at Su Ye in a daze, constantly recalling his relationship with Palos, and constantly recalling the communication process between Su Ye and Palos.
The confusion in his eyes suddenly became clearer. Su Ye seemed to be right. He had been cautiously in front of Palos and kept looking up, but Su Ye really regarded Palos as a classmate and a tablemate. , Nothing more.
He had never understood why Su Ye was able to do this before, even all the people at the same table and those who participated in the trial of the dark iron could not understand, but today, he understands a little bit.
There is no humble person in Su Ye's eyes, so naturally there will be no noble person, and he won't be humble in front of anyone.
Palos's eyes were soft, falling on Su Ye's face.
Su Ye picked up the black iron magic sword dropped by Luo Long.
A panic appeared on Luo Long's face.
All the nobles show their doubts, Su Ye is going to kill Luo Long? How can it be.
It's just scare at best.
"The person who lifted himself up to a high place also reserved the distance to fall." Su Ye said as he walked.
"The privileges gained by being honored by others will also be lost by waiving responsibility."
Su Ye held the sword and slowly walked towards the flower of the stone cone.
Luo Long moved lightly, trying to get out of the stone cone like the last time, but to no avail.
"The tiger in Lake's heart is used to protect his sister. The tiger in your heart is eating people."
Luo Long was stunned, and scenes of the past appeared before his eyes.
Su Ye said as he walked: "You are right, I am not someone's savior, and I don't want to be a savior. What I want to do next is to make the future in my dreams and not let me down. I am really afraid of death, I do want a lot, but my goal in this life is to make the world a little bit better, even if only a little bit."
"As long as I do it, it doesn't matter when I die."
"You keep saying for glory and for your family, have you done it? You haven't."
"I did it."
Su Ye stood on the edge of the flower of the stone cone, looking around the audience.
Su Ye's gaze swept across the white circle, across the variegated circle, across the dark circle, across the table, across the classmates, across the magicians, across Palos, across people.
Su Ye raised Luo Long's sword high.
Suddenly, the sanctuary warrior who was responsible for protecting the audience wanted to rush down the field. When he raised his foot, he froze in place and looked in the direction of Plato Academy.
In the hands of Dean Larence, there is a small magic tower.
Invisible power falls in the arena.
The shield, which at least can be seen in the sanctuary, envelops the entire infield, envelops the two people in the arena, envelops Su Ye.
Luo Long screamed frantically: "Stop! You can't kill me! Common people can't kill nobles! You kill me, and you will die too! The nobles won't let you go! You don't have the guts to kill me! I am Noble! I am a noble noble! Kill me and the gods will punish you!"
"We magicians have traditions." Su Ye smiled slightly, his white teeth radiant, and a bright smile.
Hearing Su Ye's words, most people looked puzzled.
However, a handful of nobles showed fear on their faces, and there was a flower in front of them, as if they were going back to the day in the past.
On that day, Socrates hung high above the God of War Mountain and dropped a head burning with golden flames.
In their eyes, the two figures overlapped.
Su Ye swung his long sword.
The flower of the stone cone dissipated.
The frosty light passed through Rolong's neck, the corpse fell to the ground, and the two phases separated.
Tear the glitz, cut but arrogant.
The dark red blood is like a black rose, blooming on the yellow-brown earth.
It was in full bloom in Luo Long's eyes.
Bright in everyone's eyes.
Fear brews, pain breeds.
"You are still a nobleman, but not a human being."
Su Ye holds the long sword in his left hand, and raises the empty medicine bottle in his right hand. He respects the audience and cheers the world.
Su Ye threw down his sword and strode back to the dark corridor of the arena.
In the darkness, the crystals fall, one step at a time.
An old man with a hunchback carrying an iron hook passed by and walked slowly into the court.
The sky is clear, the sun is burning, and the sound in the auditorium is more intense than the sun.
Under everyone's gaze, the old man picked up the iron hook that was smeared with red and black stains, hooked Luolong's corpse, bent over, arched his back, and slowly dragged.
A shallow blood stain stretches like a snake mark.
Many people's eyes fell on the trophy and laurel crown between the statue of Athena and the statue of Victory.
"Can't let Su Ye go!"
"Kill him!"
"No one can kill nobles, especially in city-state tournaments!"
"He is the first civilian to kill a nobleman in a city-state competition, but he will never be the first civilian to die here!"
"Athens is the Athens of the nobles, and Greece is the Greece of the nobles!"
"When our nobles are no one?"
One nobleman after another stood up.
Finally, all the nobles in the inner circle stood up.
The number of them far exceeds that of magicians.
The two sides glared at each other.
"When we civilians are unmanned!"
A man stood up angrily.
Another person stood up, and then the civilians all stood up.
Their clothes are dirty, their feet are dusty, they are thin and their eyes are firm.
Athenian civilians standing high in all directions surrounded the nobles below.
In the eyes of many nobles, there was a panic that had never been seen before.
The fear planted by Su Ye spread in their eyes.
"Untouchables!" A sanctuary warrior suddenly yelled, the powerful divine power transmitted his voice and suppressed the chaos in the audience.
All the nobles looked at him expectantly, all the civilians looked at him angrily.
Some of the noble students who participated in the trial of the black iron were thoughtful. This person is the father of Kairona and the head of the Enka family of the Sanctuary family.
Outside the Paper Flower Valley, Kailuona protected the gray-robed mage who had joined hands with Lawvens and was burned to death by Su Ye's fireball technique.
"Only death can wash away the dirty water that this untouchable pours on the nobles! I pray with all of the Enka family, invite the great God of War Ares to come, punish the murderer who killed the nobles, and punish the slander and glory Sinner, God punishes the **** who intends to overthrow the nobility!"
After speaking, Patriarch Enka knelt on the ground, holding up a rusty bronze spear with both hands.
Under the rust stains, the spearhead was shining, emitting a strong blood.
As if a river of blood is flowing on the spearhead.
Many nobles have wide-eyed. This is a god-given artifact given by the gods after the great sacrifice. Although it is old and unable to arouse the God of War, it can definitely arouse the statue of the God of War in the Temple of War.
Boom...
The clear sky is thundering, and the sky is flying stars.
Everyone looked at the sky in horror.
The blood on the surface of the bronze spearhead became more and more intense, but after a while, it stopped brightening.
"Great God of War Ares, are you watching your believer being killed by a civilian?" Patriarch Enka's sad voice spread throughout the audience.
"Favorites of Ares, help a bunch of Patriarch Enka!" A young nobleman suddenly fell on his knees and prayed to Ares, the **** of war.
"I am willing to help!"
"Me too!"
"Please join me in praying to Ares, God of War!"
The blockbuster nobleman hulled to his knees.
Some nobles stood still.
Intensive prayers sounded in the arena. They were only low voice prayers, but they became louder and louder, forming prayer resonance.
Like a tide rolling in the sky, like a mountain falling in Athens, it is deafening.
The countless civilians were pale, frightened, and gently curled their necks.
The bronze spearhead in Patriarch Enka's hand suddenly burst out with dazzling blood, followed by a long metal cry, which pierced everyone's tinnitus and frowned.
The spear head flew up in the air, slowly turning into a drop of blood, and finally swelling rapidly.
A **** giant three meters tall stands in the air.
The giant man's appearance is vague, his shoulders are broad, his legs and arms are sturdy, he holds a bronze ancient shield in his left hand, and a **** war spear in his right.
The shattered dark **** war horror cloak fluttered gently behind him, and the sound of thousands of fighting reverberated in it, as if countless battlefields were hidden deep inside.
The Blood Shadow of the God of War stands in the sky above the Enka Patriarch, with his back facing the civilians and facing the infield.
"Great Ares, please punish that sinner Su Ye, and let your glory shine throughout Greece!" Patriarch Enka burst into tears, crying and praying.
A wave of powerful aura spread from the blood shadow of the **** of war. Suddenly, a strong wind blew in the arena, and the loess was rolled up. Everyone squinted, their clothes flew around, and the entire Athens city shook lightly.
The sky is clouded and scattered, and the darkness alternates.
Crack...
The mask that only Sanctuary can see in the field shattered.
Larens shook his figure and put away the magic tower in his hand.
The magicians watched this scene in astonishment. This kind of power is too strong, absolutely beyond legend, reaching the level of a hero, but this is just a remnant of Ares, the **** of war, who didn't know how many years ago.
"It's over..." Albert stared at the blood shadow of the God of War.
"They are too prepared." Jimmy's eyes are full of sadness.
Hult stared at the blood shadow of the **** of war, his fists clenched, his face full of grief and anger.
He didn't dare to say it, but from now on, there is one less **** he believes in.
The terrifying wind pressure is getting stronger and stronger, and the sky seems to be constantly swooping down. Someone finally couldn't hold on, and knelt on the ground with a plop.
"Great Ares, please forgive our sins..."
"The great God of War, the existence above the God Realm, we should follow your oracle..."
"You are glory, you are glory..."
"Su Ye is guilty, and you will throw the spear of judgment..."
More and more civilians knelt on the ground trembling, confessing to the blood shadow of the war god.
"Father, I can't stand anymore."
"Be sure to stand."
"Why?"
"If we kneel down, Su Ye will die in vain."
The common people who are still standing have sadness in their eyes.
Everyone knows that Su Ye will undoubtedly die, he can't do anything, but standing with all his strength is the greatest respect for Su Ye.
Palos stared at the blood shadow of the **** of war, closed her eyes, lowered her head, and prayed silently.
"My lord, please send down God's punishment."
A priest from the Temple of Wars kneeled on the ground and made a request.
"Please come down with God's punishment!"
Many nobles prayed in unison.
The vague-faced Blood Shadow of the God of War moved lightly, and his right arm slowly raised the Scarlet War Spear.
The sky is instantly dark, and the clear morning turns into late night.
In an instant, the sun seemed to fall into the arena.
On the tip of the spear, the golden light masterpiece seems to be inlaid with a sun.
A look of despair appeared on the faces of the civilians.
The magicians sighed softly.
The smiles of the nobles bloomed.
Huh...
A white shadow stands behind the blood shadow of the **** of war.
Everyone stared blankly at the white shadow.
The white goddess of Athena, raising his right arm, is beyond imagination, but in everyone's eyes, it seems that a day has passed.
The right palm of the goddess statue lightly patted on the head of the blood shadow of the **** of war.
It's as light as a mother touching her child.
Bang...
The blood shadow burst.
The ring-shaped transparent vigor spreads across the sky, sweeping across Athens, breaking through the darkness~IndoMTL.com~ extinguishing the clouds.
The night is over, and the wind is gone. Heaven and earth clarified and Vientiane recovered.
Huh...
The statue of Athena in mid-air disappeared and fell back into the distance, below the demigod terrace.
Palos, with blue eyes, loosened the gold Medusa necklace with her right hand and sat down slowly.
Suddenly, a scream sounded.
Everyone followed the prestige, below the original location of the blood shadow of the **** of war, the nearby people were covered with broken flesh and blood.
The one who exploded with Blood Shadow of the God of War, and Patriarch Enka.
Under the arena, the humpbacked old man hooked Luo Long's headless corpse and disappeared into the dark corridor.
In the center of the arena, Luo Long's head is facing the sky, and the sky in his eyes is gradually dimming.
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(End of Volume One)