Alliance: A Great Compassion Mantra, I make the whole network autistic

Chapter 727 New

"It looks like we are about to embark on a new journey again." Alan looked at his companions with a smile. Their eyes were full of determination for the future and trust in each other.

"No matter what challenges lie ahead, as long as we fight side by side, there will be no difficulties that cannot be overcome." Su Ye's words inspired everyone and warmed the hearts of the people around him.

"Then let us set out again, not only as warriors, but also as messengers of light." Kyle held his companion's hand tightly. An indescribable power was transmitted between them. It was the belief in light and the unconditional support for each other.

Just as they were about to leave the market and head towards a new unknown, a little girl ran up to them, holding a bouquet of flowers tightly in her hand and handed it to them. "Heroes, take this, may it bring you good luck." Her smile was innocent, full of admiration for the heroes and a beautiful vision for the future.

After receiving the bouquets, the four warriors looked at each other and smiled, their hearts filled with unprecedented courage and determination.

"For the light of the world, and for everyone who is waiting for us, we must live up to their trust." Tristan's words echoed over the market like a vow, and also marked the beginning of their upcoming adventure.

They set out on their journey, heading in the direction indicated by the ancient book. Their backs gradually faded away in the crowd, becoming the focus of everyone's discussion and an immortal legend in the hearts of the new generation.

"Look, are they really going there?" A young man pointed in the direction the warriors left, his tone mixed with confusion and excitement.

“It is said that the old man is a reclusive wise man. Perhaps only they can find the answer.” The woman next to her responded in a low voice, with curiosity flashing in her eyes.

In the market, people were talking one after another, and the new journey of the four heroes quickly became the hottest topic. The ragged old man became the focus of everyone's speculation. His appearance seemed to add a touch of mystery to the calm after the victory.

The four warriors walked towards the corner where the old man was, watched by everyone. Every step they took seemed particularly solemn, and their backs seemed to announce to the world that no matter how difficult the road ahead was, their determination to protect the light would never change.

"Wise man, what can we do to collect more light?" Kyle spoke first. The Thunder Sword glowed in the sunlight, looking both solemn and hopeful.

The old man slowly raised his head and scanned the four warriors in front of him one by one. His sharp eyes seemed to be able to see through everything. "An ancient prophecy mentioned that the light of the world is hidden in the hearts of people. Find those who still hold the flame of hope in adversity, spread their stories, and let the power of light gather into an ocean."

"But this sounds like it would be more difficult than fighting the Lord of Shadows." Li gently closed the ancient book, a trace of worry showing between his brows.

"Indeed, this is an inner war, which tests not only courage and strength, but also persistence of belief." The old man smiled slightly, with wisdom of years hidden deep in his wrinkles, "But remember, the truly powerful light often blooms quietly in the most inconspicuous corners."

The old man's words seemed to stir up a thousand waves, not only the four warriors fell into deep thought, but also the passers-by who were listening around began to discuss. Their eyes were full of curiosity and expectation about the warriors' new mission, and at the same time, they were also introspective on whether they could become that "light".

"If everyone could become a beam of light, what would the world be like?" A child looked up and asked his father, but his childish voice caused silence among those around him.

"My child, the world will be a better place then, because light will be everywhere." The father squatted down and answered gently, his eyes shining with longing for the future.

In such dialogue and thinking, the communication between the four warriors and the wise man seemed to touch the hearts of everyone present. People began to believe that everyone can be a part of changing the world, and even the faintest light can shine in the darkness.

"Then let's set out to find those seeds of light and let them take root and sprout in every corner of the world." Su Ye's words were like a spring breeze, with firmness and tenderness.

They set out on their journey again, this time, no longer alone, but with the hopes and dreams of the whole world. The crowd automatically made way for them and watched them go away, with a blessing smile on everyone's face, as if they had already seen the bright future made up of countless points of light.

"Warriors, may your journey be filled with light!" The old man's voice sounded behind him, carrying deep blessings.

"And we will be here to be your solid backing." A young man responded loudly. His voice was full of passion, which infected the people around him. Applause and cheers rang out again.

"Look, they really did it!" a woman exclaimed, whispering to her friend next to her, "Go find those bright stories, it's more exciting than any magic."

"Yes, maybe one day, our story will be discovered by them and become the light that illuminates others." Her friend smiled with a hint of longing.

As the four warriors walked away, the hustle and bustle of the market gradually returned, but the topic of the day was undoubtedly dominated by their new mission. In the gaps between transactions between passers-by and vendors, they could not help but insert a few words about the heroes.

"I heard that although the Lord of Shadows was defeated, he left behind an unsolved mystery." A traveler who seemed to be well-informed said vividly at the tea stall, "The next stop of these warriors may be the key to solving all this."

The people around were listening intently, and someone asked curiously: "Where do you think they will go?"

The traveler smiled mysteriously: "If the ancient prophecy is true, then the light they are looking for may be hidden in those lost ruins or forgotten villages. After all, light always rises in the most unexpected places."

These words not only caused a lot of talk among the people around them, but also ignited the spark of adventure in the eyes of several children. They promised each other that they would become warriors in search of light in the future.

Meanwhile, the four warriors crossed the mountains and came to an ancient ruin half covered by sand. It was silent here, with only the whistling of the wind, as if telling stories of the past.

"Is this... the place guided by the ancient book?" Alan looked around, feeling both expectant and confused.

"It looks like it." Tristan touched the ruins lightly, and the power of time and space gently fluctuated, as if trying to communicate with the memory of this land. "There is a power sleeping here, waiting to be awakened."

As they were exploring, a melodious song floated in the wind. The song contained an unspeakable sadness and tenacity, which led them to follow the source of the sound involuntarily. "Who is it?" Li asked softly, and the ancient book in his hand glowed spontaneously, guiding them to the deeper part of the ruins.

Finally, in front of a ruined temple, they found the singer - a woman with simple clothes but extraordinary temperament. There seemed to be stars and sea in her eyes. She stopped singing and said softly: "Welcome to the forgotten land. I am the singer who protects this place, Mira."

"We are here to seek light." Su Ye stepped forward and politely explained his purpose. "The ancient book led us here. Perhaps you can give us some enlightenment."

Mira smiled and nodded: "The ancient prophecy did mention that there would be foreign warriors. Your arrival may be the key to unlocking this ancient secret. Follow me."

As Mira walked through the intricate maze-like corridors, they finally came to a secret room. In the center of the room was a huge light mirror. Pictures appeared on the mirror, some of which were past glories and some of which were forgotten heroic deeds.

"This mirror records the world's memory, including the stories of those unknown people who hold light in their hearts." Mira explained, "True light is not only about defeating darkness, but also about protecting and passing it on."

The warriors watched those scenes quietly, and their hearts were shocked like never before. It turned out that the real heroes were not just those who stood in the front and fought. Everyone, as long as they had a bright heart, could become the hero in their own story.

“What we have to do is to let these stories be known to the world again and inspire the light in everyone’s heart.” Kyle said in a firm tone, and the lightning sword leaped in his hand, as if echoing his oath.

"Yes, we are not only guardians, but also witnesses and disseminators," Tristan agreed.

On the way back, their mood was very different from when they set out, and their hearts were filled with a new sense of mission. And when they passed the market again, what people saw was not only the hero who defeated the shadow, but also the messenger who returned with countless lights of hope.

"You did it! You brought new hope!" The little girl rushed forward again. This time, she was holding a painting she had drawn. In the painting, four warriors were working with all kinds of people to light up every corner of the world.

"Thank you, little one." Su Ye bent down and took the painting, with a gentle light flashing in his eyes. "We will take it to every place we need to go and let it become a part of our journey."

The little girl's face was filled with a bright smile, and the people around her also applauded, their eyes full of admiration and trust for the warriors. "Please find more light and make our world a better place!" An old man's voice rang out in the crowd, full of expectation.

The warriors continued to move forward, and every step they took seemed to be on the road of hope. The conversations of those ordinary people, like the warm wind, continued to blow in their hearts, inspiring them to move forward.

"Have you heard? They have really started to collect the bright stories of ordinary people. Even the almost forgotten good deeds of the blacksmith Lao Zhang have been mentioned. It's incredible!" In the market, two businessmen were talking with excitement in their eyes.

"Yes, my neighbor Aunt Li, who has been a widow for many years but has always been optimistic and helpful to her neighbors, had her story recorded by the warriors yesterday. It seems that there may be a ray of light hidden in everyone's life." Another person sighed, his words full of pride.

As time went by, the warriors traveled to every corner, met all kinds of people, and collected touching stories one after another. Each story is like a small fire, although weak, it is enough to ignite the light of hope and warm people's hearts.

In a remote town, the warriors heard about a legendary blacksmith. The weapons he made were once the sharp weapons in the hands of countless heroes, but he disappeared in the war and became a mysterious existence. The residents of the town were full of awe for the blacksmith, but no one knew his true whereabouts.

"Does he really exist?" Li whispered to herself in front of the ancient book in her hand. The ancient book suddenly emitted a warm glow, as if guiding the direction.

“Whether it exists or not, we should look for it as long as it is possible.” Kyle said firmly, his eyes full of determination.

They went deep into the wilderness on the edge of the town, and after some arduous searching, they finally found the legendary blacksmith in a hidden valley. His face was weathered, but his eyes were still firm.

"What do you want from me?" The blacksmith's low voice sounded, and the hammer in his hand gently hit the anvil, making a crisp sound.

"We have heard your story and would like to ask you to create a weapon that can carry the power of light." Su Ye stepped forward, his words full of respect.

The blacksmith was silent for a moment, then nodded slowly: "If this is true, then I am willing to give it a try. However, this weapon requires not only skills, but more importantly, the light in your hearts."

In the following days, the blacksmith worked with the warriors, and every hammer fell, which was a test of faith in light. The surrounding small villages were also infected by this enthusiasm, and the villagers spontaneously provided them with help. The whole valley seemed to be surrounded by a wonderful power.

Finally, the weapon was completed on a full-moon night, emitting a soft yet powerful light that seemed to be able to illuminate the deepest darkness.

“This is not just a weapon, it’s also a symbol of light in everyone’s heart.” The blacksmith handed it to Kyle, tears of pride in his eyes.

When the warriors returned to the crowd with the sword of light, everyone was shocked by its brilliance, and even the air seemed to be filled with the breath of hope.

"Look at that sword! It is the condensed light of all of us!" a young man said excitedly to his friends.

"They are not only looking for light, they are also creating light." An old man sighed, with tears in his eyes.

Amidst this admiration and emotion, the warriors are about to embark on their journey again. They know in their hearts that this is just the beginning and there are more unknowns waiting for them ahead.

"Let's go. There is more light waiting for us to discover and protect." Su Ye said softly, her voice full of longing for the future.

"Yes, the road of light, we will never stop." Tristan responded firmly.