Author: Insect

The heavy clouds of Nukeria are hard to pass through any light. The extremely dim morning light is the familiar daily life of Nukeria. The people living in the red sand know that their bloody sins in the past make Sunlight no longer sympathize. Only by looking up at the peak of the always frozen holy peak, the pure and dazzling light will forgive their dark past.

Yes, on the once dark and cruel planet Nukeria, a noble and resolute saint was born. She came from the swaddling clothes of the mountains and lived in the arms of the cold wind. She brought unprecedented unity and friendship to the descendants of the mountains, and they truly felt the enthusiasm in each other's hearts.

Soon, the country belonging to the mountains was established. The kind and brave saint blocked the robbers of the Red Sand from the foothills. She even shared the fire of her soul with each soldier while talking around the fire. This fire of her soul was condensed through the friendship of many fighting brothers and sisters - everyone could clearly feel the simple mood in each other's heart, and everyone was moved by the loftiness in the other's heart.

The kingdom of the mountains became stronger and stronger through the links of friendship, and the saint who became more and more majestic was regarded as a walking god by the sons of the mountains. Countless lonely villages joined this warm family. The simple hearts of the people of the mountains may still be a little wilderness, but when they embraced each other in their hearts and bodies under the guidance of the saint, they became real brothers and sisters invisibly.

Before this, they had never thought that so many people were nurtured in this cruel and ruthless mountain range, and they had never thought that the bloodthirsty and fierce sons of Red Sand were so cowardly and weak. In front of the saint and these mountain warriors who had a heart-to-heart connection, the selfish mercenaries and nobles were like weeds in front of iron hooves, which were not worth mentioning.

Now, the Sons of the High Mountain release all the oppressed Sons of the Red Sand from the chains of the nobles and return to freedom under the protection of the Holy Maiden in Winter.

The once barren and deserted red sand gradually regained its wealth. The arena that once oppressed countless slave soldiers' blood and sweat became farmland. The mountains, which were once called the wilderness, became the center of everything.

The mountains are the throne of the land of Red Sand. The ruler on it is also the Holy Maiden in Winter who protects the entire Red Sand World.

As if all the ancient myths were described in the words of the Holy Maiden in Winter, the duty of Saint of Winter was fulfilled, and the gods from the Supreme Heaven came to take back the descendants of God.

On that day, the sons of Red Sand saw the golden light that belonged to the gods in the thick clouds - covering up the light of the faint stars and the dazzling snow peaks, just like the saint's gilded eyes that flashed with eternal burning flames.

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The dazzling golden holy light enveloped the castle that was frozen all day long on the Holy Peak of Nukeria. The howling blizzard seemed to be melted and stopped. If someone looked directly at the too dazzling golden light but had not been burned, he would see a god who appeared in the world walking on the stairs made by the steel eagle.

Tall and majestic, it is a sacred existence that cannot be overly praised by any exaggerated words. The too dazzling golden light makes the sons of the mountains recall the sun mentioned in ancient legends. Even if they have never seen the truly dazzling sunlight... they can't help but believe that the dazzling light is real.

With the sacred pace, he stepped on the frozen bricks and stones of the mountain kingdom for the first time, the god really entered the sight of the mountain descendants who were always alert.

In an instant, countless sharp blades were pointed at the golden light.

Even though they did not have the courage to face a true god, for the escort of the Holy Mountain, the duty of protecting the saint is far greater than their lives.

As if he had noticed the hostility of the guards, the too dazzling golden light finally slowly dissipated, revealing the great and majestic body that the gods still could not be seen directly by the mortals.

It was an emperor who walked out of an ancient scroll. The exquisite armor carved from luxurious gilt covers his majestic figure, and the crown made of tenderness highlights his sacred image. On the face that was difficult to identify in the dazzling golden light, it exudes unparalleled majesty and reassuring warmth. No one would question his identity. He could only tell at one glance that he was the Lord of human beings walking in the world.

As the light gradually faded, and next to the golden king were dozens of great golden armor guards who appeared at some time, with scarlet tassels dancing in the wind. They had strong and burly bodies like demigods, and also exuded a terrifying aura of climbing out of the sea of ​​corpses and blood, and were afraid of them.

This is undoubtedly a real miracle, and God led His guards to the world.

Even with awe, the people of the mountains did not panic. They turned their eyes to the descendant of God who was walking in the mountains - the Holy Winter, who had almost the same majestic body as the golden king, standing in front of them, with sharp and fierce gilded eyes burning with scorching flames facing the merciful gaze of the god.

The cold winter is silent, and the howling wind and snow stagnate at this moment.

On this castle that symbolizes the top of Nukeria is the first encounter between the Saint and the God.

The merciful and fierce golden eyes face each other, countless thoughts and collisions arise or disappear in that moment, and countless emotions and stories are transmitted through the soul waves of the highest heaven.

Perhaps, this moment is inconspicuous to mortals, and it is a nearly eternal long conversation for God and the Son of God.

No one knows what the golden king is about, nor does anyone know why the Holy Holy Winter came here to wait.

It seemed that I had expected that the scene would happen now, and the cold female voice like a cold wind broke the silence.

"Father."

The gene primordial that created this great mountain country bowed slightly, and the heavy armor that exuded bloody and evil spirit also collided with her movements.

Perhaps the endless thoughts and knowledge of both sides were answered in the collision of each other, or the waves of the sea of ​​soul whispered in Elaine's ear, and the result was:

A clear answer called [Acknowledgement] is presented to this gene protozoa with memory from another world.

She did not disappoint the father of genes to save herself.

And this daughter who completed her self-salvation in her new life also satisfies the Lord of Humanity.

Therefore, the Emperor accepted his daughter.

Therefore, Elaine chose to surrender and surrender.

The Lord of Humanity does not care about the secrets of his tools, because he knew everything from the beginning, and he personally saved the child who was cursed by knowledge.

Although he never knew how to express any fatherly love, this was his way to show his fatherly love.

Just as he never thought of removing Astart from the future territory of the human empire, he never abandoned any valuable children.

In the chess game in subspace, nothing is destined, and any gene primordial is currently just an unused piece.

The Lord of Humanity never thought of giving half of his children to Chaos from the very beginning.

So, the subspace storm that swept the laboratory formed in the anger of the gods.

When Elaine truly faced her unquestionable father of genes, she did not intend to adopt the opinions of her past memory regardless of the right or wrong of his evaluation of him.

Because it was him who personally saved himself from the corruption of chaos.

Therefore, she chose to express her respect and loyalty to the father who gave her endless knowledge and strength, and never hesitated.

She had feared because she had sins of cursed knowledge.

She had panic because she always felt the anxiety of the future.

Even though the scars left by chaos never dissipated, she was always loyal, just because the Emperor gave her a true new life.

The Lord of Humanity has a human nature called "love".

Therefore, the emperor redeemed his daughter twice.

Although his daughter has obtained libraries and pasts from another world, which depicts the coming tragedy in his empire.

The Lord of Humanity was not surprised by this, because his son, who grew up from Nostramo, also embarked on such a sad path.

The ability to peek into the future is indeed precious enough, but for the Emperor, it is just a library filled with countless books.

Fantasy and the future depend on the choice of the soul.

The Lord of Humanity knew the answers to everything, and also knew that his son, named Conrad Kotz, was trapped in the library and could not extricate himself, but he did not obstruct or persuade him.

Because in his plan... nothing matters.

In the chess game, his number of pieces is enough.

His enemies only have time.

Moreover, the Lord of Humanity has prepared countless plans, and the talent this daughter possesses is one of them.

Elaine's spiritual talent is a symbol of pure human nature. Through her pure soul sea, which is as pure as white paper, it can serve as the spiritual bond of the sons, and slightly delay the upcoming chaos.

Of course, the emperor is undoubtedly incompetent as a father.

However, even though he knew that he was incompetent, the only competent thing he did was to take away the blue feathers sandwiched in the cursed book and successfully redeemed Elaine from the corruption of chaos.

For this reason, even the emperor, who is increasingly eliminating human nature in the fight against time, has paid hundreds of years of busyness for this.

Now, when the Emperor saw the people of Nukeria regain freedom and happiness under the leadership of his daughter, his sincere sense of relief once again emerged in the heart of the Lord of Humanity.

He vaguely remembered that the last time he had this feeling was in Altrama.

This symbolizes that the past efforts of the Lord of Humanity have never been in vain.

At this moment, the Lord of Humanity chose to give one of the few human nature and fatherly love as a reward to his daughter.

"My daughter, Angelon Elaine."

Cold and sacred, arrogant and friendly. The kind voice of the Lord of Humanity called his genetic daughter, and he slowly walked towards this existence that he had never been favored by him - but still rescued. He didn't care what kind of heretical knowledge the souls of the other worlds that were hosted there had. He just hoped that his only daughter could perform enough functions.

Yes. He knew that future turmoil would happen, and he could not guarantee which existences would be taken away by the gods in the highest heaven.

But before that... as long as human existence and glory are guaranteed to be spread to the Milky Way.

Then, no matter what the heinous price is acceptable.

Seeing this, the people of the mountains immediately saluted the golden king with the most respectful courtesy. They were glad and grateful. Because they finally learned a truth that they had known long ago - their saint was the descendant of the god.

The cold wind roared and eroded the gaps between their armors, but everyone could feel extremely warmth.

The benevolent Lord of Humanity looked at the works that satisfies her in front of her. Obviously, she has grown into the Lord of the planet who can stand alone, ready to take over the corresponding responsibilities of the Great Expedition at any time.

Even though the trace of cowardice that was faintly revealed under the heavy armor of this work was noticed by the emperor, it was only an irrelevant flaw. What is important is that this soul that was stained by chaos in the past has not yet fallen, but is hidden in the human nature formed by cowardice, which still makes the emperor feel a little "relief".

She will be an excellent and reliable tool.

"You break all the corruption and shackles of this kingdom, and free humanity from endless oppression... It's very good."

"You have a destined duty, my child."

The emperor closed his eyes slightly, hiding the endless indifference contained therein, and replaced by the gentleness and kindness of fatherhood. The heavy and clever hand armor gently stroked the long and red hair of his child.

"Your eyes and battlefield will be an endless galaxy. You must break all the pain shackles bound to human beings."

"Follow me, follow the legion of your gene blood."

"Come on... Join the great journey of liberating mankind, my twelfth child."

The indescribable warmth gradually surged into my heart, and countless scenes of war were mixed together, but what Elaine saw was not blood and corpses - but the beautiful scene of countless poor-clad civilians showing warm smiles in the rebuilt order.

In it, Elaine seemed to see his descendants fighting on the battlefield.

She raised her head slightly, facing the gaze of her father, who contained perseverance and tenderness.

In it, she felt a little warmth from her relatives.

Her duties and burdens have not ended, and the tweaking of the silk strings of fate has never stopped. The chaos that is destined to burn anyone's peaceful destiny.

Rewriting the tragedy in despair is Elaine's new destiny.

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Next is the Great Expedition! Although Angron seems to be the second-last primordial to be discovered... many battles are not to be written.

Speaking of which, I personally have some strange hobbies, and I like to modify and modify it slightly after I finish writing this chapter until I am satisfied.

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