"You can't do every battle for someone else."

A familiar and gentle voice came from the depths of the deep void, reaching Joshua's mind, and he smiled softly, and persuaded a little helplessly, "Everyone has their own trials, and this one belongs to Brandon. Joshua, you have to believe in the strength and faith of your comrade, he can solve this problem. ”

“…… Sages? ”

If it weren't for the owner who heard this voice, Joshua would definitely not stop his assault, but since he already knew the identity of the other party, it would be a bit redundant to continue to attack. Standing in mid-air, Joshua looked down at the earth, and above the pale snowy field, the dark and filthy realm of resentment was rapidly expanding, and now it had become a huge quagmire that occupied a vast area of several kilometers, and countless hideous and terrifying beasts and monsters struggled in it, venting their evil and filthy resentment and anger, causing everything around them to distort it.

If it weren't for the advice of the sages, Joshua would never have allowed such an unstable factor to act recklessly in his territory, not to mention that if no one stopped the spread of this realm, at the speed of this resentment quagmire, it would have spread to the periphery of the densely populated main city in less than ten minutes, engulfing and polluting most of the satellite city building circles, causing a catastrophe with casualties of at least 100,000 people. Part of the resentment that the sages carried in the past has this terrifying power.

But the voice was right, he really couldn't fight for everyone, everyone had their own responsibilities that they had to bear - since this was a trial for the Twin Blades of Order, the warrior would not intervene, but waited for his friend to return victoriously.

"However, if there is a threat to the safety of civilians, then I will still take action."

Whispering in his mind, Joshua replied to the sage's voice: "As long as this filthy realm spreads to the periphery of the main city, I will completely wipe it out, and at the current rate, it is estimated that it will be about ten minutes, which can be regarded as a test for Brandon." ”

"You're not going to get a shot."

The gentle voice didn't explain much, and he seemed to be convinced of the blonde swordsman: "Look, Joshua. ”

And as the words of this suspected sage slowly fell, the dark and deep quagmire suddenly churned into a chaotic frenzy, and thousands of monsters roared in unison in this filthy realm, letting out a silent roar, and in the center of these monsters that were becoming more and more restless and seemed to be really about to come to life, Brandon's figure seemed to be completely engulfed by the darkness, and there was no reaction. Joshua flew with the forward and subsequent waves, he watched indifferently as the demons rapidly expanded the boundaries of the Filthy Realm, and as time passed, he fulfilled his promise and did not mean to help in the slightest, until nearly ten minutes had passed, and the boundary of this realm was about to reach the villages and towns around the main city of Moldavia, that he clenched his fists, ready to gather strength and stop it.

But at this moment, the dark realm suddenly stopped its expansion, and the black wave of resentment on the edge was about to shoot at a forest covered with frost and snow, but it froze in place as if it had stopped time, and then, in the center of the field, two bright and pure sword lights lit up in the deepest darkness, tearing through the gloomy black mist of resentment, revealing a tired figure in front of the warrior's eyes.

"Thank you, Joshua!"

Brandon, who had tried his best in the mental space, had finally broken free from the curse of the resentment of countless monsters and beasts, and his body was wrapped with almost endless, wailing soul fragments, and he swung his twin swords with all his might, smashing and obliterating these resentments around him one by one, after doing this, the swordsman raised his head and looked at Joshua high in the sky, he showed a tired but pure smile: "Next, leave it to me!" ”

At this time, Brandon's eyes shimmered with a faint blue light, which was born from the company of death and resentment since he was a child, and it was the eye that could look directly into destruction and nothingness. Using this power, the blonde swordsman scanned the countless resentful monsters in front of him, these seemingly powerful beings were full of gaps and black spots representing 'death' and 'destruction', there was no doubt that if these monsters were the main body, then Brandon would not be able to defeat them no matter how hard he tried, but now the dark realm is full of illusory soul fragments, so it is not difficult for the swordsman to destroy them.

After a moment of recuperation and some physical strength, Brandon clenched the hilts of the twin swords, and then stepped out, turning into a blue-gray light and speeding towards the endless monsters surging in the mire, around this light, the silver and white sword lights were intertwined, like a jumping arc of light, and where the arc passed, whether it was a raging sea beast or a strange multi-legged monster, it was simply cut off, leaving no fragments.

"I didn't have that kind of trial back then."

Seeing Brandon fighting with many resentful monsters in the dark realm, Joshua couldn't help frowning, and complained with some dissatisfaction: "It's not a good thing to favor one over the other. ”

"The average person would not take the initiative to pursue such a difficult trial. What's more, you're a legend now, and no matter how difficult a mission you are, it's nothing to you. ”

The gentle voice smiled, and then patiently explained: "The Twin Blades of Order are the only weapons among the relics left by the sages back then, it is the power used to kill and suppress evil things, there are no other elements, so it needs to be tested more than others. ”

"Those who hold the twin blades of order must not be hindered by the slightest resentment in this mere resentment, and even if they cannot be ruled, they must be suppressed, and if Brandon is unable to accomplish this, then the twin blades will seal themselves and wait for the next heir who meets the requirements."

"That's a lot of demand."

Although he said this, Joshua didn't feel wrong in the slightest, and he even nodded, looking right. But then, the warrior sensed something was wrong: "Wait...... You're not a sage? ”

Based on what the other party had just said, he could certainly hear the slight grammatical difference.

"Of course I'm not." After a pause, the gentle voice replied with some confusion and gentleness: "I am the spirit of inheritance condensed by the sage with part of his own memory, nothing more, how can it be a great sage...... You are the inheritor of the Azure Orb, and you should have been in contact with my kind, why do you still have such doubts? ”

Wrong.

Joshua had no intention of observing Brandon on the ground at this time, and he frowned and looked at his palm. In the middle of the palm with a faint layer of silver brilliance, there was a small crown mark, which was the power left over from the former Azure Orb.

It's not at all!

Recalling the scene when he first came into contact with the sage fantasy in the Azure Orb, Joshua's heart would still shake slightly, what he saw at that time was definitely not the spirit of inheritance now, but the real 'sage childhood' form! Whether it's posture, language, bearing, or strength, the illusion in the Azure Orb is countless times stronger than the gentle voice now, which is undoubtedly the difference between the real product and the spirit of inheritance, but why?

Why did what he saw at the beginning be a part of the true sages, and what was in the twin blades of order was only the spirit of inheritance that was created?

Memories flashed quickly, Joshua from the very beginning, the first meeting with the sage in the Ural Fortress, until the return from the Grantian world, Joshua was extremely sure that it was indeed the memory of the real sage's past, and it could even be said that it was a part of the other party, not the shadow he created, when carrying the remnants of the Grantian world into the world of Karlis, the power of the sages in the four inheritances also helped him fulfill his wish.

"Wait, it seems to be that time!" Finding a hint of wrongness, Joshua recalled the original scene in his mind: when he returned to the Mycrof continent with the fire of the Grandia world, the residual power of the sages in the four inheritances helped him move the remnants into the Karlis world, and after that, the four powers were nowhere to be found - Joshua originally thought that they were too consumed, so they returned to the inheritance to recuperate, but now it seems that the real power of the sages should have completely left, replaced by this specious spirit of inheritance.

Feeling that the flame of his hometown has been restored, and making sure that his inheritor has enough power to protect himself, he can get out of his infancy and live independently, so he took back his power?

Slightly understanding the sage's thoughts, Joshua was silent, and for some reason, he was a little disappointed. The warrior also thought that one day he might be able to consult with other inheritance objects, the illusions of the sages in the past, but now it seems that it is not possible, and even if the spirit of inheritance has power, it will never be comparable to the power of a true sage.

It seems that there is no way to really see the sage, the side of this legendary character.

Because of this unexpected discovery, Joshua could only watch with some loss as Brandon on the ground fought with many resentful monsters. On the earth, the swordsman's skills are superb to the extreme, even in the face of several powerful ancient evil creatures whose strength is not weaker than his own, he can maintain an invincible situation, plus he has a magic eye that can directly look at death, as long as he catches the flaw, no matter how powerful the monster remnant soul will be instantly shattered and dissipated into nothingness, but now Brandon is almost exhausted, even with the physical strength of his extreme warrior, he can only pant and lose the rhythm of breathing.

- If there were no accidents, then Brandon would not be able to kill all the grudge monsters by himself.

Joshua estimated with some pity, and then shook his head: "He spent too much strength in the illusion at the beginning, and as a result, he lacked the physical strength to completely destroy the enemy in the real world, and it seems that he may be going to fail this trial." ”

The Spirit of Legacy didn't reply. And Joshua didn't care, although he was willing to help his friend, this aspect was exceptional. Maybe the current Brandon does lack the accumulation of time in his previous life, and is not enough to become the true inheritor of the two blades of order, so what if he waits a few more years? Although it is said that the Twin Blades of Order will seal themselves and choose the next inheritor, who said that Brandon can't continue to be the next one?

Failure is nothing, it can even be a catalyst for growth.

For some reason, in Joshua's field of vision, Brandon, who was fighting with many monster remnants in the dark realm, gradually overlapped with a white fire demon who was in the abyss and was fighting wits and courage with countless demons, the warrior thought it was an illusion at first, but then, he reacted, this is the power of steel once again resonates with the syndicate, at this time, the fire demon has been able to escape easily under the pursuit of many demons, and even kill one or two leading powerful demons as a supplement to his own strength, It is always religiously grateful to the 'Dread-Shaking Demon' for the knowledge and power it has bestowed.

Somewhat amusedly turning off the transmission, Joshua continued to look down at Brandon fighting the remnants, but after a few seconds, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the sky, his eyes shining with a twinkle called surprise.

"Yes, and the resonance of the power of steel!"

He muttered to himself quietly, then laughed excitedly, and the warrior raised his right hand, he clenched his fist, and the power of the Soul Burning King, which represented the inheritance of the sages, was flashing rapidly, and even a trace of flame like a ceramic crack appeared in Joshua's right hand. Joshua didn't care about this, he continued to look at the sky, the light in his red eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the barrier of the world and look directly at the multiverse.

The King of Burning Souls is the power to burn flames and reshape the world order, it originates from the initial fire, but it also has a close relationship with the power of steel, which directly comes from the inheritance power of the sages is now taking root in Joshua's body, sharing weal and woe with it, through which the warrior got a trace of inspiration, and he did not hesitate to mobilize most of the power of steel in his body to resonate with the source of the King of Burning Souls, the power of the sages.

Powerful power was released wantonly from Joshua's body, and even the snow within a radius of dozens of kilometers slowly melted, and the entire Moldavian territory became warmer, as if it had come from the depths of winter to spring, and the spirit of the warrior was also similar to a cross-border communication syndicate, but the sense of difficulty broke through a burst of white light in a thousand times stronger than before, and arrived at the other end of the multiverse.

He saw a figure made up of the purest light.

That figure stood in the dark void, against the surging light of the demon tide, heading towards the other side of the multiverse, countless dark evil things, only existed in the depths of the void The terrifying catastrophe passed by it, but it could not hurt him in the slightest, on the side of this figure, the distance of thousands of worlds was crossed in an instant, among which there was the destruction of the world, and the rebirth of the world, but these could not attract the other party to stop and stop and watch.

However, now, as if sensing something, this figure slowly stopped its footsteps even if the world was born and died, not because of anything else, but because he felt the peep from his homeland, which he had been waiting for for thousands of years, but had not appeared for a long time.

Turning his head, he smiled and looked into the void, and on the other side of the multiverse, Joshua stared at the void with the same calm, and the two looked at each other for a moment.

For a moment, just for a moment.

At this moment, Joshua could see that the direction in which the human form of light was advancing was the brightest place in the multiverse, and the light that existed soothed the worlds, which was the source of the primordial fire, but in the place where the light of the origin of all beings occurred, there were patches like sunspots that disappeared, and the great demon tide that swept through the ten thousand worlds was born because of this, as if to expel the darkness that obscured the light.

A moment later, the fragile link was broken, and Joshua, who could only maintain the moment with all his strength, slowly took a step back, almost unable to maintain his flight in the air, but even if he was so tired, he did not have the slightest look of pain, but a happy expression on his face.

"I see 'Him.'"

Joshua muttered to himself, "He is still on that 'path' and has not stopped. ”

Although he didn't know anything else, and he didn't even have any communication with Him, for some reason, Joshua was suddenly full of motivation, a power that hadn't been there for a long time since he had rekindled the flames of the Microf World.

To be able to see means to be able to chase. Being able to chase means that one day, he will be able to catch up. And the sage should be the same, this sage who joined forces with the gods to save the whole world from destruction, and left behind many inheritances, must also be looking forward to the future of those who can follow in his footsteps and stand side by side with him.

Lowering his head, Joshua looked at the dark realm where Brandon was fighting, but to his surprise, the blonde swordsman, who had only barely maintained his undefeated, had now gained a force from nowhere, and it was like a killing machine to suppress the remnants of those resentful evil creatures, and if there were no accidents, this trial, which seemed to be supposed to fail, seemed to be completely over in a few minutes.

Glancing around, the warrior nodded, and he got the answer: not far away, at the edge of the dark realm, the purple-haired countess was bringing her two daughters to the perimeter of the battlefield, and the warrior could faintly hear 'Come on, Daddy!' With such a childish and passionate voice, the power that suddenly surged out of Brandon's body immediately had a reasonable source.

"It's a cliché." The Spirit of Inheritance's voice reappeared, and he sounded happy, "Isn't it. ”

"It's a little."

Truly. Whether it is to fight against evil gods, save the world, sacrifice oneself, seal the earth full of malice towards life, or leave a legacy so that the faith of all beings can be passed on from generation to generation, these are all clichés that cannot be compounded, and orthodoxy cannot be corrected.

Joshua looked at this scene, and the blonde swordsman burst out with a power far beyond usual under the urging of family affection, and he was silent for a while, and then said softly with a smile: "However, I like it very much. ”

That's enough.

- Book 9, The Last Legacy of the Gods