Soul of Burning Steel

　　At the same time, the silver-haired girl suddenly felt a huge flood of memories following the divine machine contract.

　　 Countless flashing memory fragments poured into the memory core of this little magic machine.

　　——You are really born in the wrong time.

　　 Once, someone seems to have said this to himself.

In a long-forgotten memory, in an ancient and simple gym, a middle-aged man was knocked to the ground. He was lying flat on the ground, his eyes half-opened, and he stared with complicated eyes during violent breathing. His son, the one who stood before him and defeated him.

　　 "You have surpassed me."

He sighed deeply. The middle-aged man who had experienced many battles slowly stood up. To the young man in front of him, he said with emotion and regret: "Unfortunately, in this world, even if you learn that the world is invincible, Useless."

　　 This is already a world that does not need to fight...

　　 The middle-aged man's eyes were full of pity.

　　——You are a hungry wolf in the flock, eager for blood, greedy for raw meat, but you can only chew on green leaves and lie on the grassland.

　　 I can’t find the meaning of my own life, nor can I understand what the human heart is, I can’t sleep all night, but I can’t find the reason for it... Is there any life in the world that is more distorted and sad than this?

　　 The young man was indifferent. He stared at his fists, clenched and relaxed, as if he didn't care.

　　 But why didn’t he know that everything his father said was true?

He just longed for pure desire, longing for indulgent battles, longing for the passion of life and death-but there will be no more, no matter it is the era of martial arts in the past or the war that has only recently ended, there will be no more, soul and heart The hidden pulse cannot be ignited, and there will never be a burning day.

　　 This is a world of great harmony, a world without disputes, warriors, there is no need for existence.

　　 The fragments of memory slowly dispersed. In the distant sky, a frost-breathing dragon hovered above the mountains, and the howling of wild beasts could be faintly heard in the wind becoming fragmented and passing away.

　　While the cold wind was blowing, Joshua suddenly laughed. He stood on the edge of the fortress wall, looked around the mountains and the world, his eyes seemed to penetrate all obstacles, and he saw all the beasts hidden in the shadows and darkness.

Stretching out his palm, the red fluctuations burned like fire in his palm, and while this grudge glowed, it slowly changed its color. The red light gradually dimmed, and the black and red glow shone on Joshua. Every corner is reflected on his face.

　　 But it seems to be blocked by something, the black-red flame can no longer continue to become dimmer. It remains in this form and remains motionless, no matter how violent the fluctuations, it will remain the same.

　　 "Anyone whose murder intent has not been released can only reach this point."

　　 The low voice sounded, it seemed a bit regretful, but it was more self-confidence and anticipation: "However, when the next battle begins, it will be the time when my power of glory is achieved."

　　 The sound is decisive, and there is no room for it.

　　 This is a real world.

Nothing is false, whether it is the beating heart in the heart, or the thin layer of frost that has been stepped on under one foot, whether it is the blood pulsing in the chest of the soldier, or the minced meat splashed when the enemy dies, they are not data in the game, nor are they exquisite. The textures of these things are all real existence, and they are no different from the previous life.

It seemed that he knew this for the first time, but there was no accident. Perhaps this incident should have been noticed when he swung his weapon to kill the enemy for the first time, letting blood soak through his chest, but anyway, now It's not important anymore.

　　 The power of this world is real, whether it is fighting, fighting or death - the same is true of the power that resides in his body, is the same as the fighting spirit, and flows continuously but does not come out.

　　 Holding a grudge in his hand, the black-haired warrior put it out.

　　 The power of glory is the power that penetrates into the depths of the human soul. It is the strongest light that blooms when the will and soul are burned. Is it a game in the previous life that can be explained and awakened by a system? Even if he is a former legendary fighter, at this step, he still has to get out on his own.

After all, he is a traverser, and he is not a good person. Joshua has no feelings for this world. Even if he knows how much suffering this land will usher in in the future, he has no sympathy. He only cares about the people around him. The safety of ... But with the disaster, there are waves of enemies that are getting stronger and stronger, just like the abyss worm encountered in Ares Fortress, this is the opportunity to fight.

　　 As long as the killing intent can be released and the battle can continue, that's it.

　　 "Firefly, it's not early."

　　 did not pay attention to the confused eyes of the silver-haired **** her side, the soldier patted her little head and said, "Let's go."

"Ok."

Still in a daze, did not understand what the owner was thinking or saying before, and did not even see anything from the torrent of memories, but only vaguely felt that his question had actually been answered, with a little bit of doubt. Head, followed behind Joshua.

　　 However, although she did not get a satisfactory answer, at least one thing is certain.

　　——Joshua wants to fight, so Hotaru must be needed.

　　 This is enough

　　 The contented weapon chuckled silently, followed his master, and left the city wall.

　　 has nothing to do with feelings and loyalty. Just as a warrior belongs to combat, then weapons belong only to her master.

　　 The wind and snow are everywhere.

　　 Just in the direction that Joshua looked at before, behind the mountains, in the depths of Hessian, a black and gold half-divided dragon is lying on the top of the gray-white cliff, licking, licking, and licking his wounds.

　　 The black and red streamer surrounds the wound pierced by the steel spear, causing the wound that should have healed a long time to still shed blood, consuming its strength.

　　 "Woo..."

An angry hissing came from his throat, the black dragon shook his body, the magic of chaos boiled, and the purple-black mist rose into the sky. It mixed snow and ice and scattered to every part of the forest. Countless wild beasts breathed this chaotic power. , To meet their own body needs that have gradually alienated, little by little crystal-like exoskeleton appeared around their bodies, carrying unknown power.

In the center of the Black Forest, the dim light flickered, and a black time-space gate was surging with chaotic and filthy mist, standing on top of a hill, and the endless power of other worlds passed through the time-space narrow channel behind it. In this world, there is a smooth carapace, and insect-like monsters composed of crystals on the spine gush out from it, and pulsate around it, increasing.

In this hell-like cold black mist, one can vaguely see a pair of transparent wings that seem to be made of ice. The wings are flapping. There are countless strange patterns on them, shining with ice-blue magic light. Under the influence, the ice and snow seemed to be colder~www.novelmtl.com~ The wind became more and more violent. The clouds and air flow around dozens of kilometers seemed to have changed directions due to the pair of wings, and rushed towards the direction of the Moldova fortress. .

　　 "Om——"

　　 With a soft cry, the ice-blue wings left the cloud and mist, and a huge translucent butterfly, as large as a tower fortress, was flying around the black space-time gate.

　　 The snow is bigger.

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　　 will not be included in the author's words this time, it will be revised later

　　All readers who support me, thank you for your support. Many people reflect on the recent chapters. Maybe so, but these chapters are by no means useless, they are for the follow-up.

　　 If I don’t write clearly about the protagonist’s past and roughly describe the protagonist’s abilities, you will only feel it suddenly when he bursts out, not as it should be.

　　 Today’s chapter is for the protagonist’s glorious power. Maybe it’s because of my lack of updates, which makes you feel boring to chase after, but believe me, the follow-up content will be more exciting.

There has indeed been no fighting recently, but to be reasonable, the plot is always moving. Look at other novels of the same kind. Their plots are longer than me at the halfway point, especially the game alien. In order to explain the setting and explain the worldview. It’s all kinds of writing. I’ll just say my favorite Amber Sword. He wrote about the plot between the nobles. It is four or five chapters. The psychological description of the characters is also two or three chapters and two or three chapters. When the method is turning, it will make you happy

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