Soul of Burning Steel

? Mainland Mykrov, the southern waters, the border seas.

The endless and vast blue sea in the south is full of clouds and storms all day long, as if rejecting all outsiders.

But amidst the turbulent whirlpool and ocean tide, a gray-white island stands tall, hidden in the fog and waves, allowing the turbulent sea waves to hit the rocks on its cliffs at will, making it so indestructible.

In the legend of the sea people, this is not the true face of the gray island. If one day, the storm in the distant sea ceases and the clouds disappear, then in the surging waves, there will be a pure white and flawless, towering to the top to explore. A sacred mountain in the air, hidden by white clouds.

The Church of the Seven Gods, the sacred mountain of Yuanhai

The gray island named Ada is surrounded by cliffs, and in front of its only entrance to the sea, there is a huge holy white stele with several big red characters like fire.

‘As far as the faith comes, the storm ceases’

There are many white buildings and temple communities on Grey Island. Tens of thousands of residents live here. They are all priests of the Church of the Seven Gods, receiving training or serving the trainers.

Some people were born here and will die here. New people come here constantly to accept the temper of faith, and then become a qualified priest and return to the mainland to fight evil and drive out diseases. There are also many elderly people here. After a hard life, I returned here to spend my old age and enjoy the tranquility of the Holy Land.

As the place where all the beliefs of the human race gather in the world, the gray island is shrouded with a strong power of holy light all day long. Under this light, no evil can be approached and there is no escape. The eyes of the seven human gods are forever Watching here.

And in the central temple, the teleportation center.

Along with a flash of silvery white, a **** knight walked out of the teleportation formation.

His armor was covered with scars, and traces of acid and various strange attacks were everywhere, and under the purification of the power of the holy light on Grey Island, the knight let out a pain, but a moan of comfort, countless Black energy emerged from his wounds and armor, and then was purified every inch and turned into nothingness.

After taking a rest and regaining a little physical strength, the knight silently passed through the barriers of the temple guards, and refused the request of the attendants to change his armor and clean his body. He marched all the way and passed through the buildings on the gray island. With this filthy body, I want to walk up the most holy mountain hidden in the clouds.

Legend has it that seven days and seven nights will not stop to set foot on the sacred mountain at the top.

The guards and attendants on the road seemed to know the knight. They hesitated to look at each other, not knowing whether they should stop them, but when they hesitated, the knight had already ascended the holy mountain.

The pure white mountain is like a sharp sword, straight into the depths of the cumulus cloud, lightning ran across its mountainside, and the thunder burst beside it.

The knight looked up at the mountain and paused for a while. No matter how many times he watched it, he couldn't help being shocked by its majesty and steepness.

But now is not the time to stand still, the knight shook his head and stepped onto the long ladder leading to the top of the mountain. This long ladder has countless stairs, each level is made of pure white rock, and On both sides of this long ladder, there are countless gray arches, one by one, like a long winding chain.

In the sacred mountain, there is a mystery formed by the power of countless beliefs and lights. Anyone without the power of order or light will be blocked by it, and time and space will be distorted as a result, making him never reach the goal. Only when you have faith in your heart can you find the true path. This is the truth that you can reach the top of the mountain by walking for seven days and seven nights.

How pious is the knight’s faith? He didn't have any obstacles along the way, and ran toward the top of the mountain like a sharp arrow.

He passed by the sacred statues of the seven gods, the black circle of the **** of justice and power, the withered heart of the **** of love and decay, the white snake with the tail of the **** of order and destruction, and the thorn bird of the **** of law and freedom. , The hammer book of the **** of protection and change, the bifurcated eye of the **** of wisdom and choice, and the bones, soil and grass of the **** of life.

The knight had no respect for the statues of these holy objects. Only when facing the holy objects of the God of Life, did he stop slightly and lower his head to show respect.

Finally, he crossed the clouds, penetrated the fog and lightning, and came to the top of the holy mountain, in the temple that was always illuminated by the sun, the bright moon and the stars.

At the door of the temple, there are countless guards wearing golden patterns and white robes. They are different from the guards at the foot of the mountain. Although they know the knight, they will not give in. Instead, they will come forward to stop him. These guards reported apologies. They didn't hesitate to shoot, they didn't use weapons, instead they stretched out their hands and grabbed the knight's body, hindering his progress, as if to take him away from here for life.

But the knight’s body was as unshakable as a mountain. He allowed these guards to hug his armor and hands and feet, and his body flashed with holy light. No one could stop him. The knight remained silent, step by step, with an unstoppable momentum. Moving forward, all the guards were left behind by a gentle and powerful force, and they were unable to get up for a while.

With firm footsteps, he entered the temple.

On both sides of the majestic and huge arches of the temple, there are statues guarding the holy mountain in ancient times. These statues hold huge swords and shields and look firm. They seem to have been guarding here until the end of time.

And above the arch, there is a clear line of words written.

‘The lone sun, the double moon, the endless stars, the origin of a thousand years, only the light will last forever’

In the depths of this temple, at the end of the arcade, an old man with white hair and golden eyes, wearing a crown of sacred silver on his head, and holding a pure white scepter was sitting on his seat, seemingly waiting for the arrival of the knight.

"Loranda, you are here."

This kind-faced old man seemed to have known what happened at the foot of the mountain. He didn't stop the knight from advancing, and even let the guards behind the knight who were about to continue to stop him to retreat. He didn't seem to be for the knight to forcibly enter the temple. Angrily, the old man gently said to the knight named Loranda: "You don't need to forcibly enter the holy mountain. Why is that?"

This old man is wearing a simple white robe with ancient patterns on it, but the scepter in his hand and the crown on his head are full of strong light that makes people breathless. The white chair he sits on It looks simple, but it is actually carved from rare holy white crystals. The sun falls from the skylight of the temple, shining in front of him, shining with endless power of order and holy light.

Facing the old man, the knight took a deep breath. The wound on his body quickly healed, scarred, and disappeared under the healing power deliberately exuded by the old man.

But even so, his breath was trembling, as if he was suppressing anger, in stark contrast with the unstoppable momentum before.

"Godfather Eagle... Vichy is dead."

After a long time, the knight's breathing calmed down, but it was very heavy: "My comrade-in-arms, grew up with me, and Vichy, who has saved me several times, is dead."

"is it."

After a moment of silence, the old man named Eagle shook his head. His voice was still gentle, but there was a hint of calm to cold tone: "Although I can comfort you and relieve your grief, Loranda, As the strongest knight of the young generation in the church, you should have known for a long time that there will always be sacrifices in battle, not to mention the evil things from other worlds, chaotic family members who fight with you."

"Faced with this kind of existence, death is normal. Not everyone is as strong as you."

Iger said this, as if he had seen everything: "I thought you were used to it a long time ago."

"Master Pope, no one is used to this kind of thing!"

The knight said angrily. He took off his helmet covered with brown blood scabs, revealing his platinum hair and a determined and handsome face. His blue eyes revealed real anger, this one was like a marble statue. With an angry face on his face, the pope of the church said loudly to his godfather: "Vichy is dead, and so is Greer. My elders, my friends, and many comrades in arms, they are all dead."

"I have been adopted and taught by you since I was a child, I believe in piousness, and have been working hard to learn martial arts. In the Temple of Heaven, I vowed to protect this world and fight all evil. Although I have only survived in this world for 27 years, these two In the seventeen years, I did not waste a moment, but completely dedicated to the gods and mankind!"

Loranda's voice suddenly raised, he frowned, and said loudly to the old man in front of him: "Since I have achieved my own martial arts, I have been fighting hard with the most evil things in the Western Mountain Plague Land. My responsibilities, my heart is extremely enthusiastic, even if it is close to death several times, I have never doubted my faith, but!"

Having said this, his voice slowed down, as if it came out of his teeth: "...They are all dead, I have changed people five times, and they are all dead. No matter who it is, it is the most important thing in the church. Good knights, their future is very bright, many, many... I originally thought I could bear it, but in the end I realized that my soul is not indestructible."

"This time of Vichy's death, I finally couldn't help but start to wonder, the meaning of my oath, and the meaning of fighting-after this battle, I thought about it for a long time."

Speaking of this, Loranda’s voice returned to calm. He expressionlessly said to the old man who has been silent until now: "Master Godfather, Master Pope, I don’t understand, whether it’s the plague land in the Western Mountains or the northern empire. What is the significance of these chaotic tumors in our world in the land of the town?"

"...The blooming flowers need to be attached to the soil, and the rootless grass must also float in the river."

After listening to his godson's questioning, Iger thought for a while, and then softly replied: "Just like people need food, fire needs fuelwood, and the order of the world is to be maintained, it can only rely on chaotic combustion as the source. "

"The fire has been dumped thousands of years ago. Without these malignant tumors as a source of fuelwood, the fire on the Mycroft continent would have been extinguished long ago."

In a few words, the old man told the truth of the matter, but the knight was puzzled and troubled. Although he knew that his godfather had not deceived him and gave a real answer, he did not understand this.

Seeing Loranda’s expression, Igel smiled slightly, and he shook his head and said: "I have already given an explanation, my child, you really can’t understand this now. It’s too early...20 Although the seven-year-old golden peak is very strong, it still hasn't reached the extreme intention and has not reached the extreme intention. The cause and process of these things tell you, it doesn't make any sense."

"How can it be meaningless!"

Hearing what Iger said, Loranda could not help but refute: "Godfather, you raised me who lost my parents due to political struggles. Although you are not my parents, you are better than this, but you are always so mysterious. , Refused to tell any truth!"

"The plague land, with your power, can be completely eliminated long ago. The legendary power is equivalent to the gods walking in the world. Even if it cannot be eliminated, you can completely close the time-space gate and completely seal the plague land. Just like the legendary police division of the Kaos family 400 years ago in the Northern Empire! But you did nothing, just let us use our lives to fill this bottomless pit!"

"It is sealed, and there will be other sources. Although the time-space gate in the Northland is sealed, there are still remnants, and the payment is not proportional to the cost. You know what Kabbalah Kaos paid, and then proceeded... alas. "

Suddenly sighed, and the old man became disappointed. He slowly said, "Igel, you don’t understand. There are some things that you can’t do if you want to. The Plaguelands must stay now. The only thing you can do. It is to become stronger in the battle, not to let your comrades sacrifice in vain, only after you become the next pope of the Church of the Seven Gods and the heir of the saints."

He paused, then said to the knight word by word:

"At that time, you will know the truth."

Loranda seemed to still want to refute, but the pure white scepter in Eagle's hand suddenly began to gleam.

The eyes of both parties condensed on this scepter, watching the light flashing and flowing like breathing.

"Aha."

The old man laughed, and the wrinkles on his face were slightly lifted, looking like a genuine joy.

The knight watched quietly from the side, surprised in his heart. He clearly knew that although his godfather was kind, he hadn't laughed so happily for a long time~www.novelmtl.com~ After being happy, he was silent.

"Go to the Northland."

Iger spoke suddenly and said to the knight. His expression was not like joking, but serious: "Because of the oath, I can't tell you anything, but if you really want to know what is the truth, then You can go to the township in the Northland to take a look."

"There are people who are similar to me and you in the future."

After speaking, the old man raised his scepter and signaled the knight to retreat.

Although Loranda was puzzled, his anger had already vented, and his heart was also thinking about what Iger had said before, so the knight slowly retreated after bowing.

After the knight left, the old man sat in his crystal seat and quietly looked at the scepter in his hand.

At the top of the scepter, there is a faint flame with countless halos covering it, slowly burning.

(To be continued.)