A hero drinks red without leaving a bottle

Chapter 98 Anyone who sets up headquarters at the root of a tree probably has no good end (looks at a certain Nabezo)
When the yellow waves were carried by the wind blown by the helicopter's rotors and headed for the mainland, a hand was raised in the large underground cavity deep in the root of the golden tree of Duloth Lorien, the king of the United Kingdom of the Elves, trying to grab something. Catch the void.

Facing this old hand, Galad Xinglu, who was standing aside, remained silent and watched quietly.

In this dark deep underground, the state of eternal night has been maintained, but the twinkling stars that can be seen on the surface cannot be seen.

However, as the magical aura flashed across the old fingertip, countless light spots floated up, floating in mid-air to form an exquisite virtual starry sky, forming a fictional universe of nothingness.

Then, under the light of this imaginary star, the old hand stretched its five fingers and scratched. The owner of the hand looked at the wrinkled back of the hand, the old and withered back of the hand, and let out a heavy sigh, and then Sitting up, looking at Galad next to him, he said:
"It's not Robelia, but you, Galad. In other words, did you finally do that?"

In the dimness, Galad's tall body gradually emerged, and he responded to the old man with a nod that made the originally still air shake slightly.

Galad was wearing the traditional elves' royal gown and a gorgeous and solemn smock, exuding a near-perfect king's glory. He stood there straight, as if he could defeat him just by relying on the majestic and satisfying existence. There are many enemies, and the momentum is worthy of the elf royal family.

However, in the eyes of the old man, as a junior, Galad's flickering eyes under the silver eyebrows revealed the slightly frightened heart of the other party.

In fact, this junior has not grown to the level he expected——such a slightly bitter thought appeared in the heart of the old elf.

[Elves, the Stardew Royal Family, these are all powerful existences in the world, especially the power of the Stardew Royal Family, which is peeped by the world, but almost no one in the world knows the curse behind this power. The curse of this generation of Xinglu Clan's top two people took two completely different paths, and now it seems that one path has been cut off...]

Thinking of this, the old elf sat up completely.

Seeing the old man sit up completely, Galad hurriedly beckoned, and a glass of dew from the golden tree floated over immediately.

The old man took the dew from the golden tree and drank it all. While feeling the cold rain soaking his withered body, he felt the signal of decline from his body.

The age of the body is over 1000 years old, which has already exceeded the normal age of the creatures in the world, and even the normal age of the Xinglu clan. The body that is too obsessed with survival is really horrible, but the old man knows that his persistence is not aimless, but has a purpose. meaningful.

"Now that you have done it, you have the awareness to take on everything." The old man looked at Galad and said.

"For me, it has nothing to do with enlightenment," Galad shook his head, looked at the old man sharply and replied, "I just want more, I think the covenant between the Stardew Clan and the world is also It's time to revise, Robelia's plan is too slow, and there are too many uncertainties."

"But I heard that because of the [leaked] star blood of Robelia, she has become the emperor of the human race, and has made great progress in the fusion experiment of the star blood and ordinary people, right? That The magic swordsman plan?" The old man looked at Galad carefully.

"Indeed, some progress has been made, but it's still the same sentence - too slow and too many uncertainties." Gallard responded sharply.

The old man looked at Galad, stared at him for a long time, and replied noncommittally:
"Since you think so and do it, let's do it to the end. After all, it's a big deal. It's another thousand-year reincarnation. The last time was Inla Hill, and this time it might be the Emperor."

Hearing the old man's ruthless and helpless answer, Galad was stunned for a moment, and then said with bitterness and tenderness between relatives in his tone:
"You really haven't changed at all..."

Didn't change?The old man looked at Galad and shook his head. No, he has changed a lot. When the long time of reincarnation began, the little beggar in that village should not have recognized this old man hiding in the magic stasis field. ——Thousands of years are enough to change a person beyond recognition.

At least, the old man felt that the boy who followed the goddess in order to unite the world had long since disappeared.

After all, the goddess herself has already...
Thinking of this, the old man let out a bitter chuckle, and said to Garrard:

"I must have changed, but this should have no effect on you who can make up your mind to kill Roberia."

"I've made enough awareness," Galad nodded, "You don't need to worry about this, I am determined to free the Stardew Clan from the cursed fate of the goddess."

"That's not a cursed fate!" Hearing what Galad said, the old man was suddenly excited.

"At this point, it doesn't matter what you say," Garrard shrugged indifferently, "but I'm not here to argue with you this time. I'm here, except to report the news about Robelia. I want to tell you that the power that can expel the fallen fragments of the goddess seems to have appeared."

Hearing what Galad said, the dead wood-like body of the elf old man seemed to be injected with vitality instantly. He opened his eyes wide, raised his arms to press Galad's shoulder, and asked excitedly:
"Really? The power that can expel the fallen fragments, did it really appear?! Did it really appear, as the prophecy said?!"

"I'm still verifying, but it might be true," Galad said with a sneering arc on the corner of his mouth, "Yes, the event in your precious prophecy has finally happened after so long."

"Great, we must immediately verify and prepare, if this is true, we must immediately prepare for the arrival of the prophecy..."

The old man spoke excitedly, but his words were suddenly interrupted by Galad. The current elf king waved his hand, interrupted the old man's words cruelly, and said:

"Welcome to the prophecy? No, you are wrong, I intend to completely destroy this cursed prophecy!"

"Destroy...the prophecy," the old man savored Galad's words, with a startled expression on his face, "You...So, your plan is...?! Could it be?!"

"Yes, that's the one!"

"Do you know what you are talking about, Galad, do you know what it means to be with them?! That is the curse of the goddess, the curse that will bring about the end of the world!!!"

"Curse? No, in my opinion, that is the future of the world! There are no constraints, no treaties, and everyone is responsible for their own destiny! The strong are respected, and the rules of the world are changed for the strong, not for the strong. Change of rules made by the strong to take care of the weak!!!"

"Garrad, are you crazy, do you know what that means?!"

"Isn't it very clear what it means to put the power of judgment in the hands of the strong? Fuck him for persuading people to be good, forgone for his restraint of his heart, and for his noble will to fight!!! The world has always been wrong Now, what you are looking for now is the curse of the goddess, and what you have called the curse for a long time is the real salvation!"

"...It turns out that you were also corrupted..."

"Corrosion? No," Galad shook his head. "The corroded world is rotten to the root. It is impossible to save the world. We can only uproot it and burn it all! Then, in the ashes of the old world Above, we will build a new world!"

"Garrad, you..."

Before the old man finished speaking, he felt that the surrounding air seemed to turn into a block of iron in an instant. He moved his movable eyes and looked at his descendants. Just when he saw Garrard's face full of enthusiasm, the old man's world was full of excitement. In an instant, it was reduced to darkness.

Galad looked at the ancestor who was instantly shattered into a blood mist by his mage's hand, with a cruel smile on his face. At this moment, a voice came from the darkness behind Galad:
"Your Majesty, you are a bit reckless. It may be useful for him to keep it."

"Yewen, no, Tissel, forget it, if he was really that important, you would have stopped me long ago, wouldn't you?" Galad responded without looking back.

"How is it possible, I will definitely obey your majesty's desire," a bell-like chuckle came from the darkness, and the monster occupying the body of the human queen slowly appeared from the darkness, "so it is impossible to stop your majesty from killing La."

"But you're also an Ideal, aren't you? If my desires stand in the way of your ideals, won't you stop me?" Galad turned around and embraced her with great interest. Helena's body, rubbing and asking.

"Yeah, will it be?" Helena showed a playful smile on her face, "This is really a headache, isn't it, but I think His Majesty should have more headaches to deal with now, such as , that prophecy that is really likely to become a reality?"

"Fuck his prophecy," Galad waved his hand arrogantly, "the so-called Her Majesty's prophecies are hundreds and thousands, and it turns out that not all of them have been fulfilled, and most of them don't know what the goddess is talking about." ……..[The Coachman Party will definitely win], [The purple old woman’s age will definitely be revealed], [Lysa will never marry], these are all damn prophecies, let the goddess’s prophecy go away.”

"However, people in the world say that those are the nonsense written by the goddess before she awakened her divine power, right?" Helena laughed so hard that the prickly blossoms trembled, "And, Your Majesty, you should know that the goddess also made many prophecies come true later on. Like dwarves are bound to become good at mechanics or something?"

"It's not so much a prophecy, it's better to say that the ancestors of the group of dwarves were given psychological hints after seeing that prophecy, so they desperately studied machinery, so they really became good at machinery later on, why, come on Are you here to argue with me about the correctness of the goddess' prophecy?"

"Of course not, my good lord," Helena covered her mouth and smiled, "I'm here to report an important matter to you——this time, the goddess' prophecy may really be true, isn't it? Just kidding!"

"Why do you say that?" Gallard also became serious.

"Do you still remember what is the biggest feature of the goddess statue before the goddess worship is deliberately erased - the goddess with thousands of faces is everyone and not anyone, so the face of the goddess statue is always covered with a glowing of the mask."

"So, you want to tell me, is there a woman in this world with a luminous mask on her face all the time?"

"No, my good majesty," Helena shook her head, "but there may be a true thousand-faced existence in this world again. Perhaps, the goddess' prophecy has really come true?"

"Tell me in detail..."

The monster who stole Helena's soul started his own narration. Half an hour later, the monster finally stopped after almost recounting Huang Lang's trajectory.

"Probably that's it. We suspect that this [Donne's House] may be a smoke bomb created by New Thousand Faces, but this is not completely true until we have completed our exploration of the New World." The monster said in such a sentence The words are summarized.

"Send more people to the New World, and we must find out. Although Qianmian has thousands of faces, there is only one person. If it is really Qianmian, then the Dorn family cannot exist. Make sure to find out," Gala said. De Shen said, "By the way, just bring this with you. Didn't the prophecy of the Goddess of Thousand Faces say that the real face of the new Thousand Faces will be very similar to her, and let them compare this."

As he spoke, Galad grabbed a solidified photo placed on the crystal table next to the magic stasis cabin where the dead elf old man was sleeping.

On the old photo eroded by the years, a young girl with black braids is wearing a strange dress, smiling brightly.

"This is…….."

"This is something that the ancestors have always kept. It is said that it is the original image left behind by the goddess of thousands of faces before she came to this world. In other words, this is the original appearance of the goddess. If you bring it, if the goddess If the prophecy comes true, doesn’t the second half of the prophecy say that the new thousand-faced girl will look very similar to her?”

"I'll do it now," said the monster, and then disappeared into the darkness again.

Galad looked at the blood-stained stasis chamber, curled his lips, and disappeared into the darkness.

In the deepest underground cavity at the root of the golden tree, the last breath of life seemed to have disappeared.

However, just after Galad left, a sudden, strange sound sounded from the ground, it was like the sound of mechanical gears meshing.

The sound of the mechanical bite rang for a while, and then fell silent again. Then, a new sound echoed in the cavity. It was the sound of something that had been static for a long time reactivating, as if the joints that had been inactive for a long time were moving again. up the crunch.

　Some readers said that it was boring and the plot was too fast

　　I've seen it all, be careful

　　But this time, don't worry, it won't be like that. As of today, the background, past and conspiracy are basically over.
　　Next, it's adventure time again
　　The protagonist's older sister is also a middle school girl, happy
　　
　
(End of this chapter)