What sounded in the darkness was a distant and profound voice.
Like chanting, chanting or lamenting, it appeared in the ears without warning, but seemed to flow into Edward's heart slowly and quietly from a distance of hundreds of millions of light years;
It is vague and clear, like a long-standing water vein, flowing gently and silently, but it also seems to contain the entire world, life and death, entangled emotions, meandering and rolling forward history,
Even a complete trajectory of a world, moving forward slowly and silently.
"find him……"
Fear, panic, when all the negative emotions gradually moved away from Edward's spirit, allowing him to slowly focus, this distant and deep voice changed, as if the water veins turned into rivers, and the rivers merged into the sea... That vastness
The boundless and all-encompassing power is enough to make mortals shed tears; its waves are sometimes turbulent and sometimes light - when the breeze is gentle, people are addicted to it, and when the waves rise suddenly, it is shocking.
"Find her and you will get...!"
It's like a roar! This is the strong sound heard when the hunter's spirit is completely awakened!
Suppose there is a power that can penetrate the soul, then it is the sound in front of you - it is like a bolt of electricity, a beam of light, penetrating directly into the softest part of people's hearts - it makes people numb for a moment, and the rolling thunder and lightning are in every root.
The nerves are surging and torn, enough to make everything in one's body tremble deeply!
"Find it and you will have everything you want... everything you need, everything you desire..."
The mysterious sound is changing, becoming calmer, becoming more intense, changing pitches and pitches, and finally, it finally has an understandable meaning...
What do you desire?
Do you desire any power?
Simple, or the right choice...
Find it and you will gain everything.
Why get power?
Strength means everything, the rest is absurd...
Expecting to have everything is greed.
Find it and you will gain everything.
Greedy?
Having power is not greed. The so-called greed is an improper estimation of one's own power and an extravagant desire. However, people with power always carry more things, and they deserve more.
Even using this power to hurt others?
There is no power that does not hurt anything. Powerful power will make you stand at a overlooking height. There is no right or wrong in worldly affairs. Positive and negative, exterior and interior, right and wrong are just two sides of the same coin.
Find it and you will gain everything.
…
Questions, answers.
Ask yourself, answer yourself.
There seems to be no gap between each question and the answer - because the questioner and the answerer seem to be the voice, it seems to be Edward himself, or Edward's question, the mysterious business is answering...or vice versa.
There is a voice, repeating a certain wish, appeal, order...
Everything was mixed together. With an inexplicable majesty, it penetrated deeply into Edward's heart like thunder. His whole body trembled, and the young man roared, echoing the voice and resisting.
That sound, and that sound was purified, monotonized, and finally turned into a single word
Then, the darkness exploded.
Light, cobweb-like light, dark red light, pink light, incandescent light, gentle, violent, cracked, broken, everything that eventually covered everything in the darkness - when Edward's voice finally condensed into that bundle,
His spirit also broke free from this twisted dream!
"Find it!" the hunter roared, staggering back a step and falling down involuntarily.
The alternation of light and shadow, the mixture of red and black, everything became clear, and the first thing that appeared in the field of vision was still the somewhat familiar, neat and gorgeous room. Edward found himself sitting in front of the long table.
On the ground, facing the empty small crystal stand.
So the hunter shook his head and lowered his gaze to his hands.
The flower-shaped thing was already in his hands. When he realized this, he also noticed that it was constantly changing - the silver flowed slowly, like a liquid, and the gems and leaves followed closely.
Finally, it wrapped around the base of the middle finger of the hunter's left hand. The movement of the metal on the skin did not bring any discomfort, was not cold, was not hot, and did not even feel the slightest change in weight. Finally, it was shaped into a piece with complicated patterns.
, a silver ring with a gemstone face.
In just a few breaths, this change has been completed - but it is not completely over... The silver-gray luster flows down from the ring, and outlines exquisite silver-gold lines on the back of the human hand, until finally, that
The lines connect into a simple yet strange pattern, and it all seems to have finally ended.
"What is this?" The young hunter opened his mouth slightly and reached out to touch the ring. However, he immediately discovered that he couldn't seem to take it off his finger - no matter how he moved, the only sound he heard was
The friction between fingers, and the delicate metal creation, are like a non-existent phantom.
Only the golden and red color on the back of the hand gradually dimmed and eventually turned into a blood-red texture.
The light in the entire room also dimmed.
The hunter stood up and was surprised to notice that on the ceiling of the room, the originally soft light was shrinking until it finally disappeared - the magic gem that originally exuded soft light was weakening and cracking amidst a burst of tiny sounds.
, disintegrated, and eventually turned into fine dust. Not only that, visible and invisible cracks also expanded outward from the base on which they were embedded, making the originally smooth ceiling rough. Then, the cracks began to spread to the room.
Every corner of it...
Everything is gradually falling into disrepair.
In fact, this change can no longer be described as dilapidated, but a real kind of decay - time in the entire room seems to be accelerating at this moment... The blanket fades away its white appearance like burning, leaving behind black
Gray mixed with fine powder, the wooden guardboard warped little by little, turned black, and eventually peeled off into charcoal, while the neat books on the bookshelf turned into ashes, and finally, when the originally magnificent room sank into darkness
, covered with dust and damage, the neat stone bricks on the ground also turned into a vague shape of piled stones, indulged in the gradually approaching darkness.
But in front of Edward, everything was so clear.
It was obvious that the light source had been cut off at the moment when the gems turned into decaying smoke, but the hunter's eyes could still focus on the most subtle scenes - turning his eyes slightly, the changes in the surrounding scenery were all caught in his eyes, like the brightest sunshine.
A bright afternoon is generally clear.
It also includes the most subtle luster that flashes with it.
The golden hair, blue eyes, pale and smooth chin, and the slender figure wrapped in a simple dress were outlined by the light and appeared in the air.
That figure, as slender and elegant as an elf, beautiful and proud... the figure of a girl holding a sword in her hand.
He should be the person he knew, but at this moment he seemed to have become a stranger. Although the clothes and the person were just in his memory, at this moment, there was something different - a sword, nearly five feet long, was
The girl holds it in her hand.
A strange weapon.
Although you can see the traces of simplicity left over by a long time, the form is closer to a more practical fighting style. Such a combination of a long sword and a big sword, with the broad sides of the sword body, and such sharp edges.
The smoothness of the sword is accompanied by an intoxicating light cast by magic. No, it should be said that the blade is made of solid light. And the two lines of talismans are carved into exquisite patterns, flowing from the sword to the edge of the sword.
, silver light spots flying like a whirlwind tightly wrapped around the long sword. A blue diamond was lightly inlaid in the center of the sword hilt, lighting up the subtle boiling silver flame.
Let the girl's body seem to be bathed in the flowing silver.
"I came in compliance with your call. From now on, my sword will be with you, and your destiny will be with me...?" Looking at that figure, Edward couldn't help but murmur a sentence deep in his memory.
But then he shook his head vigorously and pulled out an absurd wry smile at the corner of his mouth.
It's definitely an unpleasant story. The young princess tried to save her people. So she drew a sword that she shouldn't have drawn, and then she changed. She became the king, and her tragedy began.
In the end, her ending was that she was killed by her own people after turning black. Even in another world, the princess successfully avoided turning black. Her ending was just to return to her ideal hometown after using her ultimate move.
The next lonely man.
I hope it won't be like that...Some things will become distorted once picked up, and it is no longer possible to make life as you wish.
However, as if the words had come to light, everything in the field of vision began to become distorted.
The air swayed like water waves, cutting all the scenery into pieces, and then there was a heart-stopping vibration, originating from every inch of space around you. A dark gray color was spreading, covering the field of vision-in an instant
After the extension, when Edward looked around, what he saw was the half-collapsed house, the bonfire that had not been completely extinguished, and... the body of the white dragon crawling in a pool of blood.
It seemed as if everything that had just happened seemed like an absurd dream.
But none of that was a dream.
Because of the fog that has dispersed around him, because of the gleaming long sword in the hand of the paladin beside him, and because of...
Edward gently raised his left hand and saw a beautiful silver ring. A strange, dark red halo extended from his middle finger to the back of his hand.;
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