Chapter 62 I can only send you here, you have to walk the rest of the way by yourself, dont look back
Griffith shuddered and took half a step back.
Tremors that were about to tear the earth apart, roars that foreshadowed disaster, and thunder fell from the sky of the world one after another, accompanied by invisible power and indescribable aura, sweeping over.
Then, golden and red ripples appeared in the night sky, and the whole world echoed with a clear cracking sound.
Griffith suddenly seemed to have returned to the shore from the water, with no trace of the water pressure and echo. He also seemed to wake up from a dream, and the stories that had been temporarily forgotten were recalled again. He realized that external forces were impacting Bayer.
The dream projected by Prince Lan, and this dream world is about to collapse.
The third Hand of God was born.
Then comes the fourth.
Each of their momentum is stronger than the other. The intimidating pressure is seeping through the gaps in the world, imprinting the fear of natural enemies on the human soul, announcing the mysterious arrival with the glorious power of heaven.
The chosen ones are receiving the power promised by the gods.
Griffith stared blankly at the sky. The complicated emotions and the thoughts he regained in a moment tightened him like a noose. When he turned his head, the silver-haired woman had disappeared, as if her appearance and existence
Just a phantom.
That familiar, unforgettable voice sounded again:
"Do you want to leave after breakfast?"
Krista asked, holding his hand without waiting for an answer: "Let's go after breakfast. I'll make porridge with the leftover mutton from last night!"
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The aroma of mutton and wheat porridge filled the air.
Griffith came behind Krista and watched her prepare a simple breakfast. The white water vapor pushed the lid of the pot, and he carefully poked his head out in front of the silent two people and then hid back.
Not long after the tragedy ended, the familiar figure appeared in front of us again, making it difficult to tell whether it was reality or an illusion. However, both of them knew that this short companionship was approaching the end.
It is clear that as long as you stretch out your hands, you can hug her into your arms, but you are worried that you will never let go.
Krista turned around, glanced at him, pushed him to the table with a smile, sat down, and served a bowl of wheat porridge.
"Try it."
"Um."
“You can’t complain if it doesn’t taste good~”
"Um."
I'm really not decent. I know clearly that some things cannot be undone, and some things in the past cannot be changed... Griffith felt that the spoon in his hand weighed a thousand pounds, and there was something stuck in his throat. He reluctantly opened his mouth, and was embarrassed to stop talking.
Eat it mixed with wheat porridge.
He only took one bite and then covered his face.
“So salty.”
"Hey, how could it be~ I used last night's stew and boiled it in water." Krista quickly took a spoonful and tasted it for herself.
"Well, it's really salty..."
Griffith ate very slowly, as if the breakfast time would never end as long as the porridge was not finished. When he could no longer scrape the mush from the bottom of the bowl, Krista stood up and fetched him a cup.
A silver sword:
"Don't forget to bring my sword."
This is the holy sword that Griffith found in the ashes of the falling meteorite, but he has never been able to exert its true power.
Krista arranged his coat and breastplate and hung the sword on his waist: "There are some powerful weapons outside. I don't know what you will find. But don't forget that all gifts have a price."
Without waiting for the knight to answer, she stood up on tiptoes and kissed him gently on the cheek.
At this moment, Griffith gained the occult knowledge about the holy sword "Yitian". The thoughts and blessings from Krista eliminated the unreleased seal, and devoted all his strength to obey his orders. Like the morning light
The dazzling golden light wraps around the sword body, declaring it to be a powerful weapon of "Legendary" rank.
The ability of the Holy Sword changes with the holder. When it is held by Krista, the power of the Noble Phantasm "Arco-iris" is a super shield of near-absolute defense.
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After Griffith takes charge, Yitian can form an energy barrier while gathering all the mysterious and energy attribute shields he possesses, ignoring cooling and usage restrictions, and providing an additional powerful defense.
In other words, the ice shield, knight's eagle shield, perseverance shield, and chosen one's emblem shield held by Griffith can be combined with Yitian's defense to form a dense five-layer defense shield, regardless of whether they are available or not.
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Compared with the characteristics given by Krista, the defense provided by Griffith's Etienne is slightly inferior. However, the characteristics of the Spellbreaker give new power to "Go to the Promised Land (Arco-iris)"
——While the controller is being attacked, the five shields assembled by Yitian will reflect all attacks against the attacker!
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Clear silver has filled the blue sky.
Griffith left the hut, Krista walked in front, and he followed behind, walking along the winding steps on the cliff towards the seaside. The edge of the sky was flying away like petals in the wind, and the city became blurry.
, the world is coming to an end. The inconceivability of survival and death is the same among flowers, wind and cities.
The world is so quiet, it seems that only the knight and the girl accompanying her are left.
In a certain depth of my calling heart, there is a dream that I cannot ask for. Even though I am filled with countless sorrows, I still want to meet you at the promised place. What a miracle it will be if my wish comes true.
This miracle is now in front of us. No matter whether it is great or illusory, we can really embrace this beautiful time with both hands at this moment. If this dream does not wake up...
"Krista, I was thinking..."
"Well, what?"
"Perhaps, the world does not lack a person like me."
Maybe, I can... Griffith stopped, and one thought after another persuaded him to stay.
"I am just a small officer with no army and no power. When I fight against these agents of gods in the world, no one believes that I have a chance of winning.
"I am not a hero. If God wants this world, give it to Him; if this world is destined to be destroyed, then let it be."
Krista took his hand and raised it to her lips:
"Geffe, my time has stopped. Even if I ever return, my new life will end in Odessa.
"Geffy, my time has stopped. But I know that you picked up my sword and followed my wishes to stop evil.
"Geffe, I know that you will go to war, become a general and a governor, crush those inhuman horrors, and protect the little happiness like yesterday. You are a true hero.
"So, I can't leave you in a closed memory. I just trust you so much.
"And you must also believe in me who believes in you so much!"
Griffith looked at the sky. The power that once disturbed the sky had subsided. The new hands of God must have taken back their authority, and may even have left here and returned to the world to perform miracles.
He hesitated again:
"I'm not a saint,
"To fight monsters like that, you need to have considerable power. Even if I defeat them, I will become a new monster. I know, I have had power and know the taste of power. When I gain the authority to deny the gods,
I will become a part of it and be feared."
Krista led him to the beach, where the endless sea and the lingering sound of waves drowned their ankles.
"Geffe, at that time, if you feel lonely and helpless, come to me.
"I'm here, and as long as it's Ge Fei's words, I will listen.
"But, before that, you have to embrace the joy and happiness that we have never had in your future life!"
These words almost tore Griffith's heart:
"But my world doesn't exist, only you don't exist!
The girl hugged him, stood on tiptoes, and stopped her heart-rending shouts with a kiss:
"This short night is the happiest time I have ever had. If we had not separated on that day, this should be a normal day for us.
"Even such a small wish is difficult to come true.
"But, Geffy, you fight and protect the world in which I am no longer around. Children will not be manipulated by darkness, adults can live ordinary lives, and lovers have their own true freedom. When I think of such a world
, the mood will become very happy——
"Although sorrow will always happen again, you can definitely make a difference in this world.
"My dear Gefi, life is a journey to the end, and you will meet many people to accompany you along the way. When the people who accompany you say goodbye, you should be grateful even if you are reluctant to leave, and then wave goodbye.
"You will never meet a second me again. Whether it's friendship or love, even so, you have to embrace your future."
Krista wiped away his tears and pushed him into the sea. She stayed on the shore, humming a beautiful melody.
"Somewhere deep in the soul that calls,
"Always keep drawing dreams,
"Instead of pouring out all the sadness,
"How about singing softly with the same lips."
Griffith wanted to resist and struggle, but the sea took him forward towards the endless distance. When he finally turned his head, he saw Krista smiling and waving goodbye to him. Gentle whispers passed through the waves.
, fell on his mind——
"I can only send you here. You have to walk the rest of the way by yourself and don't look back."
Krista and the entire world disappeared.
With a calm heart when he said goodbye, Griffith listened carefully in the world that returned to nothingness. When the song went away, the warm sea water was frozen into a path, and the knights in armor stepped on the hard ice. Each of his words
His breath was filled with cold white mist, and every movement was unstoppable.
Griffith returns to the eerie ruins. The towering buildings with grotesque geometric shapes remind him that he has left Krista's world.
"Griffith, I finally found you," Erza discovered him and hurried over, "Garadia's situation is not good, and we must take her away as soon as possible."
"What happened?"
"We have been moving towards the black mountain peak, and we have made amazing gains. However, when she looked up at the top of the mountain one time...she may have seen something that went beyond common sense and physiological limits..."
"Understood," the war knight nodded in agreement, "let's get out of here."
The huntress looked at her familiar comrades in confusion. At this moment, she seemed to have discovered some kind of unprecedented temperament and an almost transformed will. So strange, so unstoppable.
Something is back.
"Griffith, what are your plans after you leave here?"
"I?"
Griffith raised Yitian to his eyebrows and touched his forehead lightly.
"I will prepare for the war with all my strength."
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"Dang-dang-dang."
All the bell towers in Bajeran City were ringing with majesty and solemnity, causing the lingering evil to retreat in panic.
Neat steps announced the arrival of order, solemn and high-spirited, driving away the sad cries.
The soldiers and citizens who survived the barricades and street battles were all looking in a certain direction at the same time. They heard the roaring salutes and the tide of cheers, and saw the overwhelming red petals falling on the ground. This sudden change was wonderful.
It seems like a dream, but my excited heart has already determined that this is reality.
"The prince is back!"
"Where are the others?"
"The winner of the Sacrifice of the Chosen One has been decided, and His Highness Commodus is the first person to be promoted!"
"Let the fighting and bloodshed end!"
In this turbulent era, the future king returns in triumph with the miracles of the gods!
Someone shouted ecstatically. I don’t know how he saw the prince, but this good news was undoubtedly exciting.
Hearing someone say this in their ears, the soldiers and citizens looked happily to see who had brought the good news, but they could not find it. They just felt that the streets and alleys were filled with the same voice.
Even those powerful generals and extraordinary beings have given up fighting. Now that the ownership of the miracle has been determined, there is no need to shed any more blood.
Finally, they saw a blurry scene like water waves surging at the intersection ahead. Although they couldn't see it clearly, that might be the prince everyone was talking about.
"Look there! The prince is back! He has a golden crown and a silver sword in his hand!"
Could it be that everyone has seen the prince, why can't I see it clearly? Is it because my eyesight is not good? With this thought, the citizens looked harder and harder.
"Look there! The prince is back! He's riding a white horse and wearing armor studded with diamonds!"
Where is the prince? Where is he? The citizens who didn't see clearly stood on tiptoes more and more eagerly, and even climbed up to the treetops and balconies to get a closer look. Finally, they also saw the prince riding a horse.
"Look there! The prince is back! Behind him are the majestic knights who can't see the end, and the bright flags are waving in the wind!"
Yes, yes! I saw it too!
The citizens cheered and crowded to the roadside to cheer for His Highness and the knights who were following him as they walked down the cobblestone road. The procession of the Praetorian Guards has never been so brilliant and eye-catching.
Prince Commodus walked through the cheering crowd. He dismounted and stepped up the steps, followed by three knights in hooded robes who had followed him back from Annock.
He glanced at the crowd cheering for him with his cold eyes as cold as the arctic ice, and stretched out his hand to catch a falling petal. He rubbed it gently with his fingers, leaving only black ashes on the delicate petals.
"They are cheering, my king," said the knight Steiner.
"Protector of Beyeland, my majesty." Knight Wenke also said.
"Savior of the world, leader." Knight Busey cheered loudly.
Commodus scattered the ashes in his hand, shook off his cloak with a wave of his hand, and walked towards Aurelius's throne room: "If the king was sent to the gallows, they would also watch the excitement like this."
After saying this, he led his knights and advanced with unstoppable momentum. Wherever he went, endless petals were sprinkled from the sky, and fanatical citizens followed behind, shouting like crazy.
Aurelius was sitting on his throne, surrounded by his ministers and attendants.
Because of the street fighting and riots in the past few days, the senators had long fled outside the city. The curtains in the palace had been drawn, and only the chandelier on the roof had some light.
At this time, they heard a wave of cheers outside the palace. Before they knew what happened, the heavy door was pushed open heavily.
"boom!"
This loud noise hit their hearts and almost screamed in panic. Then, they saw the prince walking in from outside wearing a black cloak.
He was as unstoppable as the never-ending waves under the city of Bijalan. Every move he made revealed the cold gauntlets and greaves under his black robe. When he passed through the gate, he knelt down on one knee towards the throne.
"Oh, my child!" King Aurelius said in surprise, "Why did you come back so quickly? Why didn't we receive the news that the memorial ceremony was over? Could it be that the teasing goddess of the night is joking with me, an old man, again?
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The prince didn't answer, he just lowered his head and seemed to be mumbling something.
"Come here, my son. The fighting outside has finally stopped. The chaos these days has made us feel better." The king stood up tremblingly. At this time, the Templar knight behind the prince turned around and said,
Close the palace door left and right.
The sunlight outside narrowed little by little, disappearing as if being swallowed by a giant beast. The interior of the temple returned to darkness.
"You no longer have to suffer for the welfare of your people.
"You no longer have to bear the heavy burden of a crown.
"I will arrange everything."
Endless gibbering lingered, freezing the soul and making fear take shape. Commodus lifted his robe and stepped forward with his sword.
"Sheath your sword, Your Highness!"
"His Majesty the King has no right... what is this!"
"This isn't the Holy Sword of Enduil. Could it be an ancient evil thing? It's that -"
There were many powerful guards around Aurelius. They noticed something strange and stepped forward to stop him. However, they soon found that they could not resist. This terrifying two-handed sword seemed to be the evil itself, waving yellow and black evil mist.
, even the light can be swallowed.
All who dared to object fell vomiting, festering and twisted.
In the blink of an eye, there was a river of blood in front of the king's throne.
"What are you going to do, my child!"
"Inherit your throne, father."
Prince Commodus cut off the king's throat with a sword, and the blood-stained crown fell to the ground. He turned around and said to the knights following him and the corpses on the ground:
“I declare in the name of King Bijaland——
"The old world will perish, and from its ruins a new order will emerge,