Section 455: The Road to the Tyrant
Chapter 455: The Road to the Overlord!!
"The strength of the heart..."
The expression of Blood Pupil changed and repeated gently.
He did not think about Dirk's words later, but pointed out the key point. The purpose of the battlefield nightmare is to make the user stronger. But what is strong is not their **, not their spirit, nor will. But their hearts
.The strength of the heart is the real strength.
But what kind of heart is strong?
At this time, Xue Tong remembered the powerful people he had met, Hensel, Heck, Rea, and even Dirk... They all had a strong heart without exception. Or they had different strengths,
But this point is eternal. Only in this way can they be called strong people... called legends...
"That's right... that's it..." Looking at the contemplative face of Blood Pupil, a smile flashed in Dirk's eyes. He pointed to the endless sea of blood in front of him and said softly. "You think this blood source is here."
Is it mine?"
"Isn't it?" Xue Tong was stunned.
"Of course not." Dirk shook his head. "This blood source is not mine, nor does it belong to anyone. It is a holy thing in the hearts of all Crodirs. Every Crodir who died in battle
The blood source will return here. Maybe some of them have a large blood source, but more are only the size of rice grains. After accumulating bit by bit, it becomes this endless sea. What do you think supports them doing this
?”
"Is it faith? Or something else?"
"None are." Dirk's eyes gradually faded away, and he said something that shocked the blood pupil. "It's expectation."
"It is the expectation for future generations and for them to become strong."
"You asked me, what is the difference between our descendants and wild animals like this. I can tell you, the difference is that we disdain to use the weakness of women to protect the next generation. That is the choice of the weak. What we have to do is just the church
How can descendants survive in this universe and gain their own dignity.”
"Let them be no longer slaves!"
Speaking of the last sentence, Dirk suddenly increased his tone, revealing an indescribable meaning. At this moment, he was still like a fragment of consciousness? In the eyes of Blood Eyes, he was like a demon god from hell, from
He exuded endless oppressive force from inside to outside. He was as small as an ant in front of him, and even felt fearful.
No longer...slave...
Xue Tong chewed this sentence silently. He felt the bitterness and tears contained in this sentence, and the blood was unyielding. Through this sentence, he seemed to see generations of Crodillians fighting and fighting.
In order to obtain a position under the starry sky, they conquered and expanded, just to accumulate strength and said no to an irresistible existence. For this goal, they removed all weak factors from their civilization. They planted iron blood and stubbornness.
Enter the next generation of genes.
They don't know how to care for their offspring, and they won't cry like women. But they know how to teach the next generation to learn the most important things in this universe.
dignity.
Is this the price that Crodill, the strongest combat race in the universe, pays? Then why are they paying such a cruel price?
Xue Tong didn't ask, because it didn't make any sense to get the answer if he knew it. Even the price that Crodill, who was as powerful as that time, had to pay, even if he knew why, what could he do? What's more, Crodill no longer exists.
.The only one who is left now is him, a survivor, and a lonely ghost.
But Xue Tong had to ask another question, one that concerns his life and death.
"How can you get a strong heart."
"This question is complicated." Dirk smiled slightly and turned to look at him. "Everyone has a different way of strengthening his mind. Some people need an ideal, some rely on faith, and some people...
...We need to create a weakness for ourselves. But no matter what, they only have one ultimate goal, and find a reason for ourselves to not retreat."
"Among the warriors I know, most people choose to create a weakness for themselves. Because this is the easiest and easiest to achieve. Only with weaknesses can they have a reason to fight. However, the disadvantages are also obvious, because weaknesses are weaknesses.
Even if you are careful in protection, you will pay the price at some moments. You cannot attack without weakness in this universe."
"It's also good to find an ideal for yourself, but there is also a problem. It's the ideal choice. You should know that ideals are the foundation that supports the soul. If it is too simple, how can your mind be strong? But if it is too difficult or cannot be completed,
You will lose hope again and end up getting nothing. So this method is a dead end."
"In the end, it's faith. To be honest, this method is actually the best." Dirk raised his head, as if recalling something. "I remember that among the strong men at that time, especially those energy civilizations, they liked to use this very much.
Method. They use faith to gather strength and use faith to strengthen their hearts. There have been many powerful guys who have appeared for a while. Even I want to praise their strong hearts."
"Does it be faithful..." Xue Tong lowered his head, and thought of Robbie's shadow in his mind. "For the righteousness in his heart?"
"Ha..." Dirk smiled, showing a hint of admiration. "It seems that you already know the essence of this method. That's right, the so-called faith, whether it is a legend or a god, is actually in your heart.
Justice. Only by fighting for righteousness can one be fearless and confused. This is why those guys are so strong."
"So, faith is the best choice for a strong mind?" Xue Tong fell silent, considering whether he wanted to learn his teachings from Robbie.
But at this moment, he heard Dirk give him a negative answer.
"No."
"What?" Xue Tong was stunned. "Is there any other way?"
"There are many ways, but in fact, because everyone's hearts are different, so the ways they can choose are also different." Dirk replied calmly. "But there is only one way I can tell you. It is also my choice.
way."
"The way you chose!?" Xue Tong was shocked and a horrified look appeared in his eyes.
He will not forget who he is facing now. Pluto Dirk, even if it is a trace of fragments, can beat Heck to escape in a panic. The first man to kill a star-level man during the chaos.
.Recognized as the strongest man in the universe. Such a man, even if he says something casually, is an extremely precious wealth for him now. But what did he hear? Pluto Dirk actually wanted to teach his own way of strengthening his mind.
Give him. This...is this a dream?
"Don't be so surprised. Actually, the path I chose is not a secret." As if I understood Xue Tong's mood at this moment, Dirk laughed silently and shook his head. "It's just that this path is very difficult, so many people thought I couldn't do it at that time.
If you want to learn the qualification method, you have to face these same things."
"Will you give up?"
Speaking of this, Dirk looked at each other calmly with Blood Eyes, waiting for his answer.
Give up? Of course not. Xue Tong shook his head. Although he was confused inside, he was not a weak person. From x35 to today, every step he took was full of difficulties and hardships. His ** and will have been trained long ago
The alloy must be hard. Difficult...it has never been his reason to consider the problem.
Just as Rea said, adversity is the ladder of growth, and pain is the driving force for progress. Although Xuepeng cannot understand these, he is practicing it with actions.
So he showed a serious expression and gave Dirk a serious gift. "Please give me advice."
A breeze blew, and the waves on the sea of blood became even bigger. Unconsciously, bloody clouds appeared in the sky. It was like the sea of blood at the feet of the two, full of blood.
Purit Dirk looked at the serious-looking bloody eyes and nodded slightly.
"My solution is actually very simple. That is, there is no goal."
"No target?" Xue Tong was stunned. What is this? If this is the case, what is the difference between him and now?
"Yes. There is no goal." Dirk answered affirmatively. "But this does not mean we have no reason to fight."
"If you tear apart the appearance of hypocrisy, you should know that the heart of a strong person is actually the meaning of fighting. The few methods I mentioned before are all about finding these for myself. But what I want to tell you is, no matter what it is,
In fact, the methods are all the choices of the weak. Because they all place their goals on external objects, such as weaknesses, ideals, and beliefs. Everything is fighting for things that do not belong to them."
"This behavior itself is an escape, and it is the choice of a coward. Can you imagine that I tell you now that the meaning of your battle is to rebuild the Crodillian civilization? If that is the case, will you still have the motivation to persevere?
”
"No." Xue Tong answered honestly. Nonsense, no matter how much legacy he inherited the Crodill civilization, after all, he was the poor boy who came out of the end of the world. Isn't it a joke to expect him to rebuild a civilization?
?
Could it be that you just find a child, throw away a few martial arts secrets and tell him that the important task of defending world peace will be handed over to you?
Please, this is not a novel.
"Look, we have found some consensus." Dirk smiled slightly, looking extremely relaxed. "So after getting to know those guys, I really disdained to be with them. So I made a choice for myself."
"I don't need a reason for hypocrisy, I just fight for myself!"
"Don't use rules to restrict me, don't use principles to influence me. I'm just for myself! I am my own belief, I am my own goal. I stand there, there is someone else's beacon, wherever I go, wherever I go, it's wherever I go
Other people’s way! I don’t want to cater to the shackles imposed on me by anyone. Instead, I want everyone to look up to my will!”
"I am the god, I am the devil!"
"This is called..."
"The Road to the Overlord!"
Chapter completed!