Chapter 242: The Death of the Light (20) Persuasion
This one story has 20 chapters...... It was indeed beyond my expectations. I'm still not very satisfied with this chapter, but since yesterday's revision, this version is considered final. I think if I take a leave of absence today and continue to revise it, you will definitely complain about me.
So that's it......
After the final scene, they are brutally ejected from their dreams. Judging from the swiftness and rigidity of the strength, the owner of the dream is in a very, very bad mood at this moment.
They awoke from their slumber and returned to the ancient kingdom of Lakhta, where the dead roamed. In front of them was still the city hall shattered into ruins, and Marshal Lucas, who had been reincarnated as a death knight, stood behind them silently with his heavy armor on his back.
Father Valentine, reincarnated as a lich, radiated a holy radiance alien to all the life in the city, including himself, gazed at them calmly and said, "That's all the stories about the city. β
Yang Hai and the others couldn't answer for a while, and fell into an awkward silence.
"The world is never fair." Father Valentine turned, his holy robes shining like stars, and stared at the outline of the door across the ruins: "Faroua is the greatest human being I have ever met, and what he did should have been remembered in the history books for posterity to admire, and his heir should have been proud of it, but now he sleeps in obscurity in the city of dark kings, guarding an evil spirit at the cost of his own disappearance. Faroua did what a mortal could do, he let miracles happen, but in the end, he couldn't escape this damn fate. β
"It's not his fault." Lucas lowered his feelings and said softly: "In the end, the culprit who turned the people of Lakhta into undead spirits and struggled in the ancient city was not Moretti. It's those rat-like alchemists! β
"What's the difference?" The priest asked, "What have we changed at such a cost?" β
Lucas fell silent.
Nothing changed in their efforts, Severon's curse was fulfilled, the world had no secrets under the gaze of truth, and the people of Lakhta, tormented for millennia in the flames of hell, wandered alone in a dead city, never seeing the light of day.
"It's been so many years, and you still can't figure out such a simple truth?" The fire of the soul in Valentine's eyes burned: "No matter what effort and change you make, what should happen will happen." What shouldn't happen never happens. If that's the case, what's the point of me bringing these people in? β
Lucas looked up, not knowing how to refute the statement.
"Go ask him!" Valentine's hand suddenly pointed at Yang Hai: "This guy is a believer of Evans, right?" Then he should know best. If the ending is already doomed, what difference does it make if you can't get in? β
"What are you afraid of?" Yang Hai asked rhetorically, "Are you afraid that after waking up General Faroua, he won't be able to accept this qiΔ?" β
Father Valentine was silent.
"Faroua did not see the fall of the kingdom of Lakhta with his own eyes, he must have fallen into an eternal slumber with the hope of reversing his fate and blessings for the land." Yang Hai said calmly: "You can't bear to let General Faroua know the truth about the fall of Lakhta, you are afraid of this moment. β
The priest did not refute it. Just not a word.
"As for what you said, the words of the so-called sages in white, what is the doomed result or something, just listening to it knows that it is nonsense." Yang Hai complained expressionlessly about his uncle and ancestor. "If I try to do the same thing, and if I don't do it, of course there will be different results; It's like plowing a field. How can the harvest be the same if I cultivate intensively and leave the race to fend for itself? β
Father Valentine turned abruptly and stared at Yang Hai.
"And how do you explain what happened in Lakhta?" The priest asked. "Didn't we make an effort? Have we changed anything? β
Several of his teammates frowned. They subconsciously felt that the priest was not right, but let them say what was wrong...... They couldn't figure it out for a while. The qiΔ that happened in the dream seems to be a corroboration of the "teachings of the sage in white" that Carlyle's predecessors said.
"Of course." Yang Hai did not shy away from looking into Father Valentine's eyes: "The moment you sealed the evil spirit, the so-called destined result had already been changed. β
"But I didn't see it." Father Valentine said coldly.
"What stupidity!" Yang Hai said unceremoniously: "Why can't you understand such a simple truth?" With so many things happening in this world every day, are your eyes only on the fate of the kingdom of Lakhta? β
"What do you mean?" Marshal Lucas asked in a deep voice.
He didn't really understand, but his voice was filled with hope in question. This simple-minded marshal would not be as obsessed with the philosophy of life as Valentine, the mystery of the sage in white, who only knew that the people of Lakhta were innocent and deserving of salvation. Nothing could be more important to the generalissimo.
"The fall of the kingdom of Lakhta is just one of the countless things that have happened in this world."
Yang Hai explained: "You think your efforts are meaningless? That would be a big mistake. It is true that the kingdom of Lakhta eventually fell, and the result did not change, but the process was changed. Without your efforts, the evil spirits will continue to manipulate Moretti, who will kill you, ascend to the throne, establish an empire, and conquer the continent; There will be more wars, more innocent deaths, more peaceful nations will be ignited; Maybe in the end Moretti was stopped by another person, maybe Moretti ended up becoming a puppet emperor, and the whole continent fell under the rule of this demon, so he was worshipped by the cultists, and walked on the spine of the world to become a new god, no one can say. β
"But what does this have to do with us?" Father Valentine said coldly.
"In this world, nothing happens in isolation." Yang Hai waved his hand: "There are many processes for the occurrence of a thing, and each of these processes will be affected by countless people, and Severon just saw the fate of Lakhta with the help of the Eye of Truth, the so-called curse...... You don't really understand the classification of spells anyway, so I won't explain to you what a curse means. The nonsense he said was just swearing at best, and it had nothing to do with the curse at all. The evil spirit was not summoned by him, but Evans answered the prayers of his followers and sent down magic in the distance, and that's it. If you have defeated the evil spirits, Lakhta will not perish? This is naΓ―ve. There are so many reasons for Lakhta's demise that you can't imagine that because of what happened to you, you thought that the country would fall only because of the king's mediocrity. The prime minister is treacherous, and the evil spirit is haunting, which is too one-sided. β
Yang Hai paused and said, "I don't think the teachings of the sage in white are correct, nor do I think the path of my god is wrong. If they don't know enough of their own knowledge, they will fear fate; What kind of knowledge is at the peak and the end, only to find out that he is a passerby, this statement is ridiculous. β
"Maybe you're right, but what's the point for us?" Father Valentine said indifferently: "Lakhta has become like this. β
"But. It was your efforts that did not allow Lakhta to completely disappear into the long river of history. Yang Hai said calmly: "Lakhta survived in the end, and although the wandering dead experienced thousands of years of loneliness, they still survived. β
"Do you call this alive?" Father Valentine sarcastically said.
"Not really. But your efforts have given this country a chance to be redeemed. Yang Hai said sincerely: "If you give up back then, no matter whether Moretti is the king and hegemon, or he will not succeed." Lakhta must have been reduced to ruins, and your people have been reduced to loess at last; But for now, at least, your souls are well preserved. Look up at the light in this dark ancient city. β
Father Valentine fell silent.
"Now, the seal of the astral plane has been loosened." Yang Hai said: "The top of your head," Yang Hai pointed to the top of his head: "It is one of the largest cities on the mainland in this era." The living and the dead have always hated each other, and the lord of the city has been asking for help, waiting for you to return to the world and purify you of the dead. Yang Hai made a gesture to stop the momentum from erupting, and Marshal Lucas, who was about to roar: "Your strength is very, very strong, I haven't met General Faroua, I don't know how he is now, but Marshal and Father, the two of you are enough to make Golden Tooth City pay a heavy price." But you will definitely not be able to win this war, the city lord's father is the Mithril city lord, he is a legend of the continent, and he has friends all over the world, not to mention that you are an ancient country of the undead, your birth will cause panic, and everyone will support Golden Tooth City. Yang Hai said, repeating his conclusion: "You will definitely not be able to win this war." β
Although Marshal Lucas didn't know what the world would be like in a thousand years, he wouldn't think that Lakhta's current strength was enough to fight the whole world, so the marshal could only be silent.
"So, it seems, you still haven't gotten rid of the curse of the so-called 'Severon'." Yang Hai stimulated the Lich Priest with his words: "If you really believe in the nonsense that the outcome is doomed, then I am helpless, my friend will leave here now." And then...... The seal of the astral plane is completely gone, and Lakhta is completely dead. But, Father Valentine, if you still have a little hope in your heart, if you don't want to make what you did back then meaningless, if you feel that there is still a little bit of value in the thousand years of lonely waiting, if you think that General Faroua did not sacrifice himself in vain, you should let us try. β
"What to try?" There was finally a hint of hesitation in Father Valentine's cold but firm tone.
"Try to go through this door, awaken General Faroua, and destroy the evil spirits." Yang Hai said categorically, "We need General Faroua to awaken the divine consciousness of all the dead in this city with the Crown of Thorns. β
Similarly, as an undead, if you awaken your divine sense, you are no different from humans, and you also have joys, sorrows, and sorrows, which are very different from ordinary bones and zombies. Only when these dead are freed from their wandering state can the kingdom of Lakhta truly be considered a kingdom.
"And then?" Lucas said angrily, "And then we are sane and purified by those people with the Holy Light? If the seal of the astral plane is loosened, we will return to where we were, and we have nowhere to run. β
"That's not the case...... Yang Hai pursed his lips, his hand rubbing something called "Leolek's Life Guard", and said, "I will find you a new home in the Bone Plane." I will swear an oath under the gaze of my god. β
Thousands of years have passed, and Evans' name is still intimidating.
Lucas and Valentine looked at each other in deep thought. They are communicating with each other through spiritual channels.
Yang Hai is actually very nervous at this time, he usually fools NPCs, but he rarely plays so big. However, he really admired Father Valentine, Marshal Lucas, and General Faroua, so he decided to do so.
Leolek is protesting in the soul vision, what is looking for a new home in the white bone plane, this is all high-sounding words, Yang Hai has only been to the white bone plane once, so the so-called "new home" is naturally the altar of the blasphemer...... Leolek had a million reasons to be upset, he was the greatest king in history, and the Altar of the Blasphemer was his holy place, and in his opinion, even Valentine, Lucas, and Faroua were not qualified to set foot in this land.
Yang Hai ignored Leolek.
The task of resurrecting the Grand Duke, although it seems that there is still plenty of time to prepare, but level 50 has already arrived, will level 80 be far away? Even if he thought about it with his feet, he knew how bloody this task would be, and if there was no subordinate force, it would be impossible to resurrect the Grand Duke. Even from Yang Hai's point of view, these elite soldiers of the Lakhta Kingdom are also a rare help, and if you miss this good opportunity, it is almost an impossible task to recruit such a powerful NPC.
So although his face was still calm, he was really nervous in his heart.
Will Lucas and Valentine nod in agreement? (To be continued......)