Soul of Burning Steel

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()    "You can’t take the place of others in every battle."

    A familiar and gentle voice came from the depths of the deep void, reaching Joshua’s mind, he smiled softly, and some helplessly persuaded: "Everyone has their own trial, and this is It belongs to Brandon. Joshua, you have to believe in the strength and conviction of your comrade-in-arms. He can solve this problem."

    "...Sages?"

    If it were not the owner who heard this voice, Joshua would never stop his assault, but since he already knew the identity of the other party, it would seem a little redundant to continue to make a move. Standing in the air, Joshua looked down on the earth. Above the pale snowfield, the dark and dirty field of grievances was rapidly expanding. Now it has become a huge quagmire occupying a vast area of ​​several kilometers, with countless hideous behemoths and terrifying monsters. The monster struggled in it, venting its evil and filthy resentment and anger, causing everything around it to be distorted.

    If it were not for the advice of the sages, Joshua would never allow such an unstable factor to act recklessly in his territory, not to mention that if no one prevents the spread of this field, at the speed of this quagmire of resentment, it will take less than ten minutes It can spread to the periphery of the densely populated main city, engulf and pollute most of the satellite city building circle, causing a catastrophe with at least 100,000 casualties. Part of the resentment that the saints carried in the past had this terrifying power.

     But that voice is right. He really can’t fight for everyone. Everyone has their own responsibilities. Since this is a trial for the holder of the double-edged order, the warrior will not go. Intervene, but wait for your friend to return victorious.

    "However, if the safety of civilians is threatened, then I will still take action."

     said softly in his mind, and Joshua answered the sage’s voice: “As long as this filthy domain spreads to the periphery of the main city, I will completely obliterate it. At the current speed, it is estimated that it will be about ten minutes, which is also considered This is a test for Brandon."

    "You will not have a mobile meeting."

    The gentle voice did not explain too much. He seemed to firmly believe in the blond swordsman: "Look at it, Joshua."

                As the words of this suspected sage slowly fell, the dark and deep quagmire suddenly turned into a chaotic frenzy. Thousands of monsters roared in unison and roared silently in this filthy field. Agitated, the monster that seemed to really come alive, Brandon's figure seemed to be completely swallowed by darkness, without any reaction. Joshua flew along with the wave. He watched the demons indifferently at the rapid expansion of the boundary of the filthy realm. As time passed by, he fulfilled his promise without any intention of helping him until nearly ten minutes. In the past, when the border of this realm was about to reach the villages and towns around the main city of Moldavia, he clenched his fists, prepared to gather strength and stop.

     But at this moment, the Dark Domain suddenly stopped its expansion. The wave of black resentment on the edge was about to be photographed at a forest covered with frost and snow, but it was frozen in place as if it was stopped by time. , At the very center of the domain, two bright and pure sword lights lit up in the deepest darkness, tearing through the black mist of gloomy resentment, and showing a tired figure before the warrior's eyes.

    "Thank you, Joshua!"

    In the spiritual space, Brandon, who has finally broken free from the curse of resentment of countless monsters and evil beasts, is surrounded by almost infinite, wailing soul fragments. He wields his double swords to bring these resentments to the whole body. After doing this, the swordsman raised his head and looked at Joshua high in the sky. He showed a tired but pure smile: "Next, leave it to me!"

    At this time, Brandon’s eyes are shining with a blue light. It is a gift that has been born with death and resentment since his childhood. This is the eye that can look directly at destruction and nothingness. Using this power, the blond swordsman scanned the countless resentment monsters in front of him. These seemingly powerful beings are full of gaps and black spots that represent'death' and'death'. There is no doubt that if these monsters are the main body , Then Brandon can't defeat them no matter how much he tries his best, but now all the pieces in the dark realm are illusory soul fragments, so it is not difficult for the swordsman to destroy them.

    After breathing for a moment and regaining some strength, Brandon clenched the hilts of the two swords tightly, and then stepped out, turning into a blue-gray light flying towards the endless monsters surging in the mire, around the light. , The silver and white sword lights are intertwined, like a leaping arc of light, and wherever the arc passes, whether it is a violent marine behemoth or a weird multi-legged monster, it will be smashed quickly and neatly. Leave no fragments.

    "I didn't have this kind of trial back then."

    Watching Brandon and many resentful monsters fighting wildly in the dark realm, Joshua couldn't help but frown, and complained with some dissatisfaction: "It's not a good thing to favor one over the other."

    "Most people don’t take the initiative to pursue such a difficult trial. What's more, you are now a legend. No matter how sleepy you are, it’s nothing to you."

    The gentle voice smiled, and then patiently explained: "The Double Blade of Order is the only weapon left by the sages back then. It is the force used to kill and suppress the evil, without any other elements. , So holding it requires more tests than others."

    "Anyone who holds the Double Blades of Order must not be hindered by a little bit of resentment in this area. Even if they cannot be controlled, they must be suppressed. If Brandon cannot accomplish this, the Double Blades will seal themselves and wait. The next successor who meets the requirements."

    "Really demanding requirements."

    Although he said that, Joshua didn't feel wrong at all, he even nodded his head with a face as he should. But then, the soldier noticed something was wrong: "Wait...you are not a sage?"

    According to the other person’s words just now, he can of course hear the little grammatical difference.

    "Of course I am not." After a pause, the gentle voice replied with some confusion and calmly: "I am the spirit of inheritance condensed from part of the memory of the sage, and nothing more, how could it be a great sage... …You are the inheritor of the Azure Orb, and you should have been in contact with my kind. Why do you still have this question?"

     is wrong.

    At this time, Joshua had no intention of observing Brandon who was fighting on the ground. He frowned and looked at the palm of his hand. In the middle of the palm of the hand that faintly circulated a thin layer of silver brilliance, there was a small crown mark, which was the power left over from the once azure orb.

    This is completely different!

    Recalling the scene of the first fantasy contact with the sages in the Azure Orb, Joshua’s heart would still be a little shaken, what he saw at that time was definitely not the spirit of inheritance today. It's a genuine "sage's childhood" form! Whether it is posture, language, tolerance or strength, the illusion in the Azure Orb is countless times stronger than the gentle voice now. This is undoubtedly the difference between the genuine product and the spirit of inheritance, but why?

    Why did what he saw was part of the truth of the sages, and the two blades of order were just the spirit of inheritance created?

    Memories flashed quickly. From the very beginning, from the first meeting with the sage in the Ural fortress, Joshua kept reminiscing until returning from the world of Grantia. Joshua was extremely convinced that it was indeed the memory of the real sages. , It can even be said to be part of the other party, not the shadow he created. When carrying the survivors of the Grandia world into the world of Karlis, the sage power among the four great heritages also helped him fulfill his wish.

    "Wait, it seems to be that time!" A trace of error was found, and Joshua recalled the original scene in his mind: when he returned to Mycroft with the fire from the Grantia world, the Big Four The remaining power of the sages in the heritage helped him move the survivors into the world of Karlis, but after that, the four powers were missing-Joshua originally thought that they were too exhausted, so he returned to the heritage. Moderately cultivated, but now it seems that the true power of the sage should have completely left, and replaced by this specious spirit of inheritance.

    I feel that my hometown has regained the flames, and I am sure that my inheritors have enough power to protect themselves, can get out of their infants and live independently, so have they recovered their power?

    Slightly understood the sage’s thoughts, Joshua was silent, for some reason, he was a little disappointed. The warrior had also thought that one day he might be able to ask for advice from the illusions of other sages in the past, but now it seems to be impossible. Even if the spirit of inheritance has power, it will never be able to compare with the real sages. force.

    It seems that there is no way to truly meet the sage, this legendary character.

    Because of this unexpected discovery, Joshua could only watch Brandon fighting with many resentful monsters on the ground with some loss. Above the earth, the swordsman's skills are extremely exquisite, even in the face of a few powerful ancient evils whose power is not weaker than his own, he can maintain an unbeatable situation, and he has the magic eye that can directly stare at death. , As long as he catches the flaw, the remnant soul of the monster no matter how powerful will be instantly shattered and dissipated invisible, but now Brandon is almost exhausted, and even with the physical strength of his extreme fighter, he can only pant. , Messed up the breathing rhythm.

    ——If there is no accident, then Brandon should not be able to kill all the resentful monsters by himself.

    Joshua made a pity to estimate, and then shook his head: "He expended too much power in the illusion at first, but in the real world he lacked the physical strength to completely destroy the enemy. It seems that this trial , He might be going to fail."

    The Spirit of Inheritance did not reply. And Qiao Xiu didn't take it seriously. Although he was willing to help his friends, he was an exception in this regard. Perhaps Brandon today does lack the accumulation of previous lives and is not enough to become the true inheritor of the double-edged edge of order, so what if he waits a few more years? Although the Double Blades of Order will seal themselves and choose the next inheritor, who said that Brandon can't be the next one?

    Failure is nothing, it may even be a catalyst for growth.

    For some reason, in Joshua’s vision, Brandon, who was struggling with the remnants of the monsters in the dark realm, gradually overlapped with a white flame demon who was in the abyss, fighting against countless demons. At the same time, the warrior thought it was an illusion at first, but then he responded that this is the power of steel once again resonating with the syndicate. At this time, the Balrog has been able to escape easily under the pursuit of many demons, and even hit the middle. Killing one or two leading powerful demons as a supplement to its own power, all the time, it is piously grateful in its heart for the knowledge and power given to it by the "horrible monster".

    Something funny turned off the transmission of this information, Joshua continued to look down at Brandon fighting the remnants, but after a few seconds, he suddenly raised his head and looked towards the sky, his eyes flashing with the name of surprise. Light.

    "Yes, there is the resonance of the power of steel!"

    He first murmured to himself, and then laughed excitedly, the soldier raised his right hand, he clenched his fist, his hand representing the authority of the Soul Burning King inherited by the sages was flashing rapidly, and even let There were traces of flames like cracks in ceramics on Joshua's right hand. In this regard, Joshua didn't care. He continued to look at the sky, the light in the red pupils seemed to penetrate the barrier of the world, looking directly at the multiverse.

    The Soul Burning King is the power that burns flames and reshapes the world order. It originated from the initial fire, but it is also closely related to the power of steel. This is directly derived from the power of the sage and is now rooted in Joshua’s In his body, he shared with him, and the warrior got a hint of inspiration through this. He mobilized most of the steel power in his body without hesitation, and resonated with the source of the Soul Burning King, the power of the sage.

    The powerful force was released from Joshua’s body wantonly, and even the snow within a radius of tens of kilometers was slowly melted, and the entire Moldavian collar became warmer, as if from deep winter to spring. And the warrior's spirit also broke through a burst of white light in a burst of agitation similar to a cross-border communication syndicate, but with a sense of difficulty that was millions of times stronger than before, and reached the other end of the multiverse.

    He saw a figure composed of the purest rays of light.

    The figure standing in the dark void, against the surging light of the demon wave, moving towards the other side of the multiverse, countless dark evil things, the terrifying disaster that only exists in the depths of the void passed by. But he couldn't hurt him at all. On the side of this figure, the distance of thousands of worlds was crossed in an instant, including the destruction of the world and the rebirth of the world, but these could not attract the other party to stop and stop. Watch.

     However, now, it seems to be aware of something, this human figure slowly stopped, even if the world was born and died, not because of other things, but because he felt the peep from his hometown, that was thousands of years. He has been waiting, but the peep that has not appeared for a long time.

     Turning his head, he smiled and looked at the void, and at the other end of the multiverse, Joshua also looked at the void calmly, and the two looked at each other for a moment.

    A moment, only a moment.

    At this moment, Joshua could see that the direction of the human form of light is the brightest place in the multiverse. The light of existence touches the worlds, which is the source of the initial fire, but it is in this sentient being. The place where the light of origin occurs, but there are patches of spots like sunspots looming, and the great demon wave sweeping through the world is booming because of this, as if to expel the darkness that obscured the light.

     After a moment, the fragile link was broken, and Joshua took a step back slowly, almost unable to maintain the flight in the air, but even if he was so exhausted, he did not show the slightest pain. , But a look of joy on his face.

    "I see'He'."

    Joshua muttered to herself: "He is still walking on that ‘road’ without stopping."

    Although he didn’t know anything other than that, he didn’t even communicate with him, but for some reason, Joshua was suddenly full of motivation. It’s been a long time since he rekindled the flames of Mycroft’s world. The power that never appeared.

    Being able to see means being able to chase. Being able to chase means that one day he will be able to catch up. And the saints should be the same. This man who joined forces with the gods to save the entire world from destruction, and left behind many inherited objects, is definitely expecting that there will be latecomers who can follow in their own footsteps and be with Him. Let's stand side by side.

     Lowered his head, Joshua looked at the dark realm where Brandon was fighting, but to his surprise, the blond swordsman, who could only barely maintain the undefeated, gained a strength from nowhere. Like a killing machine, the remaining resentment and evil things were crushed and beaten. If there were no accidents, this trial that originally seemed to have failed would seem to be completely over within a few minutes.

Sweeping around, the soldier nodded, and he got the answer: Not far from the edge of the dark realm, the Countess with purple hair was bringing her two daughters to the periphery of the battlefield, and the soldier could still hear ‘Go on, Dad! With such a naive and passionate voice, the power that suddenly gushed out of Brandon immediately had a reasonable source~www.novelmtl.com~ somewhat clichéd. "The voice of the Spirit of Inheritance appeared again, and he sounded very happy: "Isn't it. "

    "It's a little bit."

     Indeed. Whether it is fighting against evil gods, saving the world, sacrificing oneself, sealing the land full of malicious life, or leaving a legacy to pass on the beliefs of all living beings, these are developments that are too cliche to be more orthodox, orthodox to the impossible .

    Qiao Xiuya watched this scene, the blond swordsman exploded with power far beyond normal under the urging of his family, he was silent for a while, and then smiled softly: "But, I like it very much. "

    This is enough.

    ——Volume Nine, The Last of the Gods