After waking up

When people feel empty and lost, they can't help but want to find spiritual sustenance. Mulan walked muddleheadedly on the street, from dawn until the street was full of pedestrians, subconsciously walking along a relatively familiar road until A voice stopped him.

"Mr. X?"

Moore was about to go out to buy breakfast. Unexpectedly, when he opened the door, he saw Mr.

"Mr. X, what's wrong with you? What happened?"

Moore quickly came over to support Mulan, looked back and forth, then helped him into the house, helped him to the kitchen table, and made him a cup of coffee.

Mulan was not unresponsive. She even held the coffee cup to keep warm, but she just stared at the steam on the coffee and said nothing.

Moore found a blanket for Mullan to cover him, and also made the fire a little brighter, but other than that he could only worry, he knew what must have happened.

"Mr.

Mulan raised his head and looked at Moore aside, shaking his head slightly.

"Pointless."

"What doesn't make sense?"

Mulan stopped talking again, and Moore was so anxious that he wanted to scratch his beard.

"No difficulty is insurmountable. Just like when I faced danger before, it was a desperate situation for me, but your appearance saved me. Maybe I can help you now, Mr. X, what's wrong with you?"

"My best friend passed away."

Mulan said softly, and Moore immediately became quiet.

"His biggest obsession before his death was to tell me the truth. He died in front of me and by my sword."

Moore was about to say a few words of comfort, but when he heard Mulan say that he had killed his friend with his own hands, he couldn't say anything immediately.

"There must be a secret behind this, right?"

"That's right, I'll help him get out."

Moore breathed a sigh of relief.

"So your friend went to heaven in peace and left you here to suffer, Mr. X, this is how it feels."

Mulan stood up excitedly and roared.

"There is no heaven! No! He collapsed because of this, because of this! The so-called light is a lie, or the wishful thinking of a group of poor people! The world is gradually immersed in darkness, everyone is pushing their hands, everyone is throwing ink!"

"No chance of salvation"

Mulan's voice became deeper and he slowly sat down again.

Moore didn't quite understand Mullan's entire message, but he understood some of its contextual meaning.

"In other words, your pain is not only due to the death of your friend, but also due to your sobriety?"

Moore walked up to Mullan and put his hands on his shoulders.

“Mr.

"Mr. Moore, you don't understand the difference. We are just a little ant."

Mulan recalled the evil god's eyes. It was no longer contempt or ridicule, it was complete disregard and indifference, treating people as if they were nothing. This kind of thing could no longer be described by a gap, it could only be an abyss of despair.

Moore couldn't connect the Mulan in front of him with the confident and ideal people he had been in the past few times. Seeing him giving up on himself like this, he only felt ridiculous and slightly angry at the same time.

"Have you thought about all the options? Even if you have thought about it, are you sure you are right? Will you die tomorrow, or the next second?"

Mulan still wanted to speak, but Moore continued speaking with excitement.

"I only know that what I once thought was powerful and terrifying is actually strong on the outside and weak on the inside after analysis. Difficulties that I once thought were unsolvable now have solutions. What lies ahead is indeed a huge difficulty, but as long as you dare to face it , then you will be able to defeat it sooner or later!"

"Mr. I don’t think you are a good person, and I don’t believe you don’t have the courage!”

Seeing Mulan still looking half-dead, Moore was furious.

"You cannot be defeated! If people like you give up fighting, do you have to accept it even if the world is going to be destroyed? That is not calm, that is cowardice!"

"What happened to the little ants? We are probably as terrified of ants as gods, right? But if I go to destroy the ant nest, all the ants will rush out to protect it. Even if it seems ridiculous to us, for them, this is Fighting to the death is the courage to bite the gods!"

As he spoke, Moore hit the table with a bang, causing the hot coffee in front of Mulan to spill out and burn the back of his hand.

This bit of heat made Mulan's hand shrink subconsciously. The temperature was similar to Alvin's tears.

After Moore finished speaking, he found that Mulan was still silent. He sat slumped in his seat, not knowing how to persuade him.

"Destruction. Courage"

Mulan whispered blankly, as if his heart was struck by lightning.

All the dreams in the past seemed to be connected together, flashing in Mulan's mind. Whether it was the previous life or this life, all the memories of the past were constantly intertwined.

The terrifying and crazy battlefield, the persecution of conspiracy and conspiracy, the novelty and confusion in the face of the new world, the family affection and dependence in the heart, the new life and hope, the pathological murderer, the weird nightmare that is constantly entangled, the death of the apostle, the sight of the evil god, From the hope and sunshine in front of Chen Chao's hospital bed to the hysterical despair, the nightmare that spread from his hometown to the world in the afternoon, the dark red melting in the apostle's corpse, and finally saw Ivan's smile and sincerity, his past and present dreams and interests, And all the good things about human beings that can be imagined

"I see."

Tears poured out of Mulan's eyes uncontrollably. His whole body was shaking, and his hoarse voice was filled with madness.

"I see!"

More than words, Mulan's heart was roaring, and the conversation with Chen Chao kept flashing back at this moment.

'My world, my world full of nostalgia and passion, is gone. I can never go back. I am an orphan, an orphan who cannot return home, an orphan who has found a new home here, and an orphan who understands his new home. Orphans who will also be destroyed.'

Tears were like water, tears were like blood, and tears were like fire. They corroded Mulan's face and stung his soul. But at this time, a force began to emerge from Mulan's soul and body.

Mulan exhaled a slightly trembling breath, wiped his face hard, and wiped away the tears. He seemed to be sitting in a chair and keeping silent, but the spark of thought ignited in his heart again. Perhaps this world is the echo of the aftermath of the destruction of the previous world. , so there is so much familiarity, but also so much strangeness, there are also all kinds of ugliness, and there is also endless beauty.

A true warrior dares to face the bleak life and the dripping blood!

‘Li Xiu/Mulan Jonst, are you going to be a decadent coward, or are you going to be a warrior even for a minute! ’

Nothing is an absolute desperate situation. If there is one thing worth doing now, it is to put hope in front of you, and then pull the world out of despair and pull Alvin out of despair!

Maybe I'm just a ridiculous ant, but I, the ant, must also protect everything I care about in this life in my own way, and avenge everything I care about in the previous life!

Mulan held the cup again and laughed hoarsely.

"Hehehehehahahahahahahahaha"

The sound became animated and a little crazy.

The next moment, Mulan had slowly stood up, and his eyes were filled with energy again.

"Mr. Moore, you are the wisest man I have ever met, thank you!"

"you"

"I'm fine. I think I have another event that I can't miss. I'll see you again in the future."

Mulan picked up the coffee and drank it in one gulp, moistening his dry mouth. Then he grabbed the blanket and put it on the back of the chair. He walked towards the door step by step and left before Moore could catch up.

It was a cloudy day today. Mulan looked up at the sky. There seemed to be lightning brewing in the clouds.

"Rumble"

Thunder happened to sound at this time, followed by heavy rain.

Pedestrians on the road were running around to avoid the rain, but Mulan had no intention of hiding. He just kept moving forward. He opened his arms and faced the sky, feeling the cold rain wash away, as if he wanted to wash away everything on his body. haze.

As the heavy rain fell, it seemed that the ground around Mulan turned into bursts of dust and smoke. A vague burning heat came from Mulan's body and soaked a small area around him. In the rain, there was a slight air current like the sky above the road under the scorching sun. Twisted, some of the rain evaporated on him.

Despite all the shortcomings of human beings, despite all the chaos in human history, human history is also a hymn of courage. From wilderness to civilization, from weak to strong, human beings have overcome one difficulty after another. Our existence is A miracle, and a superposition of countless miracles.

There is no mysterious power. Human beings are equally great and civilizations can also develop. Mulan knows how colorful human society can be and what kind of power humans can master, because he has seen it!

Mulan's steps became faster and faster, walking like a normal person trotting. He unfolded his left hand, and in the rain, the cane appeared in his palm. He unfolded his right hand, summoning the being who worshiped it as his master. The next moment, the devil's spirit The body has appeared in the hand.

"Hahahahaha, Mullan Jonest, are you finally willing to let me out? Are you finally willing to accept my proposal?"

"I won't consider your proposal, but I have a proposal."

The devil wanted to break free from Mulan's hand, but at this moment Mulan's hand became hot and strong. He was a little afraid of Mulan today, but the devil was extremely excited when he saw Mulan's state, as if something big was about to happen.

"What a proposal."

"As my master, I order you to die."

The next moment, the fangs had stabbed over and penetrated the demon's body. The demon was astonished and quickly absorbed it, unable to even scream.

If you have not experienced despair, how can you understand what hope is? If there is no hope in front of you, then I will become that hope. If there is no torch in the darkness, then I will hold up the first torch!

It's time to wake up from this nightmare!

The purity of the devil was conveyed more deeply into Mulan's heart through the fangs, and he had never been more confident than at this moment.

The Digao Cathedral has been cleared in advance. Some officials, including Queen Ness Helier, and many priests in the cathedral have arrived. The entire church hall is bright and clean, except for the person who was canonized today. main character.

"Have you searched all the places Mr. Jones often goes to?"

"Your Majesty, we have searched for him, but Mr. Jones is not here. I heard that he has left home long ago."

Nishelir was a little anxious, and other people present also began to whisper that this was the highest honor of a knight, but Mulan was late for this occasion.

But everyone's impatience didn't last long, and soon a guard shouted at the door.

"Lord Jonest!" "Lord Jonest is here!"

Mulan held the sheathed fangs in his hand and walked towards the cathedral step by step. He was not wearing a hat, and the rainwater slid down his slightly curly hair. His coat was completely wet. Even when he walked into the cathedral, rain was still flowing. .

The church organ was already playing sacred music.

Mullan refused the person who offered him clothes and towels, and strode towards the center of the cathedral, towards Nicehelil and the Archbishop, amid sacred music.

When he waited in front of Danis Helier, Mulan knelt down on one knee and handed the sword in his hand to her.

"Your Majesty, there was a delay, but I'm here."

Nishelir didn't feel angry at all, nor did she blame Mulan for her impolite appearance at the moment. She took the staff and sword with a smile on her face.

"The time is just right!"

The archbishop motioned to both sides, and then everyone stood on both sides.

The music of the organ was ethereal and sacred, reverberating throughout the cathedral. All the spectators looked at the Queen and Mulan, and Nishelir had already pulled out her fangs and put them on Mulan's shoulders.

"Mulan Jonest, as the queen of the empire, I award you the Order of the Violet Knight, canonize you as the Grand Knight of the Empire, make you my guardian knight, and grant you the title of Imperial Baron! Knight, in this sacred hall, swear your Be loyal!”

Mulan raised his head and looked at Nice Helier and also at the Holy Light Statue. The fire of faith in his heart began to burn, creating a true faith like the scorching sun!

"I swear to be forever loyal to the Dilga Empire and to Her Majesty Queen Nesshelil. I will fight to protect the empire and protect the queen. I will believe in the light and stick to justice. I will become a glorious knight and devote my whole life to doing everything I can. Yes, I can protect everything I swore!"

The voice in his mouth was sonorous and powerful, but in his heart there was another kind of oath shouting at the soul level.

'I swear to always be loyal to humanity and to my own beliefs. I will protect the world, protect these future generations of humans, and fight for the light of humanity. I will hold up the torch and become the first light in the darkness. I am the light. The great knight is also the great demon in the shadows. I will use my whole life to do my best and use any means to expel all the evil gods and clear away all the darkness in the chaos! ’

Extreme hatred and extreme protective beliefs!

Pure obsession and unimaginably powerful faith gave birth to unparalleled existential power.

When Mulan finished the oath in his mouth and heart, a strong light burst out from his body that could no longer be suppressed. Mulan was still kneeling on one knee, but a tall knight stood up slowly behind him. The wings that form the knight extend behind it and spread out.

Including the queen, the archbishop, and even ordinary officials and guards, all looked at this scene in shock. No one had been able to directly break through the limit as soon as they chose a path before. This is a powerful totem, an unimaginable miraculous power.

Mulan slowly raised his head, with a blazing flame burning deep in his eyes. Not only the queen, but everyone who saw his eyes could feel the burning sensation.

This is a knight with firm faith, a true glorious and holy knight! At this moment, no one doubted this.

But under the glorious shadow of the knight, there is still a pair of dark wings stretching. This shadow is like a crazy gentleman in the dark, with sharp nails, blood-red eyes, and an exaggerated grin at the corners of his mouth, enjoying everyone's attention in the sacred music. The best compliment from a knight.