Following Fang Tianmu's footsteps, the two of them bypassed the chaotic battlefield, even passed by the final destination of the palace, and came to a building.
"here it is?"
"Let's talk after we go in," Fang Tianmu said.
Ye Zuxi looked at this building.
This building is also quite well preserved... No, it should be said that the biggest difference between this building and other buildings is that it does not seem to have been eroded at all!
Why is there nothing going on in this building?
You must know that even the palace next to it has changed beyond recognition. Is this building more important to Alon than the palace?
Ye Zuxi was confused, while Fang Tianmu put his hand on the door of the building.
After a while, the door opened.
"Sure enough, I can still move." Fang Tianmu said as he stepped into the darkness inside the door, and Ye Zuxi quickly followed.
It was dark behind the door, especially after the door was closed. The passage in front was also quite long. Ye Zuxi felt that the two of them had walked for a long time.
Soon, a vast space seemed to appear in front of him, but the insufficient optical fiber made it still difficult for Ye Zuxi to see clearly what was ahead.
At this time, Fang Tianmu seemed to have done something.
Bang!
The lights suddenly turned on.
Ye Zuxi narrowed his eyes slightly, quickly adapted to the suddenly bright environment, and then saw a huge reactor-like facility in front of him.
He has indeed seen similar facilities. The magic energy supply plant that meets the daily needs of ordinary people on earth has a similar reactor. However, compared with what Ye Zuxi has seen, the reactor in front of him is undoubtedly more powerful.
High-end, except for some similarities in appearance design, the technical content is probably incomparable.
Well, after all, Aron's era had a profound influence on the later generations of the Fawang Era, and the earth was deeply influenced by the Ima Empire of the Fawang Era. This similarity is not unexpected.
"Magic energy reactor?"
"If you can recognize it, then that's easy." Fang Tianmu looked at the thing in front of him, shook his head slightly, and then smiled at Ye Zuxi.
Ye Zuxi looked at Fang Tianmu, waiting for the truth to come out of his mouth.
"It is said to be a reactor. The biggest role of this equipment is not to produce magic power for people's use. Its function is to limit a part of the huge magic power and transform it into a gentle power that can be used by mortals." Fang Tianmu
Leaning against the cold metal wall, he said.
"Part of the huge magic power...could it be!" Ye Zuxi opened his eyes wide.
"Yes, Aaron's magic power." Fang Tianmu immediately echoed the suspicion that popped up in Ye Zuxi's mind.
The "chimneys" on the entire city's buildings flashed through Ye Zuxi's mind, and he looked at Fang Tianmu: "Along, he once provided the entire city's magic power?!"
"not only."
There was no smile on Fang Tianmu's face: "His magic power can become anything and be used in any situation. He selflessly contributed this power to benefit the cities under his rule. The royal city is the first place, and in addition there are
There were dozens of other cities, large and small, and the number was still increasing at that time."
"This is too..." Ye Zuxi was speechless and didn't know how to describe it.
"Crazy." Fang Tianmu expressed his opinion.
He straightened up from the wall and looked at the central reactor again: "You should know that the key to most of the conflicts of mankind from ancient times to the present is that the resources in this world are limited. In order to compete for limited resources, mankind has
Only then will they be full of contradictions, and the world cannot be unified. Short-term peace always breeds war, and after the war, there is waiting for the next war."
Fang Tianmu walked to Ye Zuxi's side: "Then, he will create a world with inexhaustible resources, that's what he thinks. He himself has such an endless resource, then, he
I am very willing to give this power to people all over the world and create a utopian world."
Ye Zuxi's body trembled slightly: "He succeeded?"
"He succeeded." Fang Tianmu affirmed.
Ye Zuxi stared blankly at the reactor, speechless for a long time.
"With his power, people will have unlimited energy, production and labor will no longer be necessary, and the signs of disputes will be completely cut off. He has become the supreme king, a god admired by everyone, shining brightly, illuminating the world. What a man.
A perfect story." Fang Tianmu smiled happily.
But Ye Zuxi only felt an endless chill from his body.
His smile was so gritty.
I just want to burn the building in front of me, including everything in it.
"King Alon, the King of Gold, the King of Magic, the King of Mage, the Omniscient and Almighty King, the Lord of Light, the Son of the Starry Sky." Fang Tianmu quickly calmed down his emotions and put his hands on the fence.
"It looks absolutely fantastic, fulfilling every fantasy a mortal could have for a god."
It does sound like a story full of beautiful fantasies, but Ye Zuxi still has a complicated expression.
Can this kind of thing really happen to one person?
And if this is the case...
"It seems that you have realized something, hehe." Fang Tianmu said, turning around, "Then my tour guide work ends here. Use your own eyes to see the rest."
He walked towards the passage he came from, waved his hand and disappeared into the darkness.
Ye Zuxi looked at the reactor, slowly closed his eyes, and let his magic power run.
Backtrack, start.
…
Aaron's journey was smooth and unimpeded.
Not only because the others helped him clear the obstacles, but the bigger reason was that even the people from the Golden Revival Society did not dare to face him.
After pacing leisurely, he had already entered the palace.
And in front of the main hall at the front, he saw an unexpected scene.
The figure in golden armor fell in a pool of blood, dying. At this time, the iconic gorgeous long sword penetrated his own chest and pushed him to death on the mural behind him.
Aaron stepped forward: "Are you still alive?"
"Ahem." The armor trembled slightly and made a weak voice: "Is it Aron?"
"Aren't you the second-in-command of the Revival Association? How did it become like this?" Aaron asked in a calm tone, but he didn't mean to help him pull out the sword.
Yue Jin tilted his head slightly: "Because, I overestimated my ability... and swung my sword at him."
"That's it." Aaron nodded, "Want to help?"
"Hahaha, no need. If you help me, then my previous determination will just be fed to the dogs, right?" Yue Jin refused.
After a moment of silence, with only his faint breathing left between them, Yue Jin pondered for a while before continuing: "I hate you, Alon."
"Yeah." Aaron nodded calmly.
"I obviously worked so hard and hoped that I could become a qualified king, but you, who came back from traveling abroad, easily broke my life-long goal." Yuejin raised his hand tremblingly and grabbed Alon.
corner of clothes.
"I admit that I have always looked down on you. I know that my father is cold to you, and I pity you. But you, who have been treated like this since you were a child and don't know what love is, how can you be able to shoulder the heavy responsibility of an emperor." Yue Jin's words were trembling.
"But after that, you did very well and achieved countless great achievements that I could never dream of when I was a child... Why, why did you destroy it with your own hands after giving me such a dream!
"
"I don't understand...Wang...Alon, I don't understand you, brother..."
Aaron looked at Yue Jin silently and gently took off his helmet with his other hand.
A face that was somewhat similar to Alon's, but with tough lines and vicissitudes of life, and his black eyes were trembling as he stared at Alon.
"They don't know that the Revival doesn't know the truth about the kingdom's destruction. But I know that when I was sent into the gap in time, I saw what you did..."
"Sorry." Aaron said softly.
"Don't apologize to me...those who have become your victims, can they hear your apology?"
Yuejin stared at it, losing all its vitality.
Until the last moment, his hand was only holding the corner of Aaron's clothes.
Aaron did not move his body and stared at it for a moment, until the body began to weather into dust.