My Heroic Life

Merlin looked at the burning giant tree in the sky, with neither sadness nor smile on his face. To be precise, there was no expression.

Because the magician of the flower really wants not to show what expression should be.

Even he has no experience in seeing off his friends. After all, most people in this world are objects of observation for him, but few of them are called friends.

"Even if it is the second time, I still can't get used to it, Lan Qing."

The Flower Magician looked at the fire that seemed to burn all over the world. To him, the blazing world tree looked like the flame of Prometheus' salvation, but like that sage, he always saves the world Carrying undeserved sacrifices and dedication.

But this is also why they are great.

The heroic spirits in the magical realm are trying to find out about Roland's situation. Astorfo, who has been following the Siegflies troops with weak combat effectiveness, lifted off again, and more and more soldiers stopped celebrating and looked up silently. In the sky, grief began to pass from top to bottom, and there was faint crying.

However, everything is in vain. No one can get close to the world tree burned by the divine fire. It is the destruction of the crown of the gods. In terms of rank, even the heroic spirits cannot survive in the flames. The spreading heat alone will bring Astor. Elford forced back.

Sadness spreads in the army like this. If the man’s departure in Britain last time was a high-level grief, then Roland’s departure this time is the grief of everyone, not just because he belongs to this army. The leader is because he is the hope and belief of many people who have persisted in life and death.

"Hey, give me another job, Lan Qing, you really will call people."

Merlin sighed uncontrollably, and swiped the staff lightly in his hand, sending the recorded voice to the demon realm.

Small balls of light began to appear around the combat troops out of thin air, attracting everyone's attention.

"What is this glowing thing?"

"alert!"

The soldiers who had just ended the battle looked like enemies, but soon the magicians in the team recognized these.

"Wait, this seems to be phonograph magic."

"what?"

Amid the noise of the soldiers, the ball of light began to shake and release layers of apertures, and a smooth and gentle sound passed through the forest. At the moment when the sound came out, everyone stopped and the noise disappeared.

Because the voice is so familiar, it is his voice.

"Fighters of the European Union, I am the presiding judge Roland."

A simple introduction is as concise as in the "Declaration of the Decisive Battle".

"When I heard this message, I should have died in battle. I knew that some people might be sad for me, so I especially left this message as a last word to convey my final will."

"My friends, warriors, you are the pride of this country. When you hear these words, you must have crossed the test of life and death and used your own strength to open up hope for this country and the future of mankind. "

"Masters, don’t have to be sad. My death is planned long ago. I represent the past and will bury the past. When I die, I need that terrible monster to accompany me, and when I draw the curtain for the past, the new The era of the future will also come, and I will be the representative of the old era and put hope in your hands."

"Although the disaster has been stifled, the mysterious threat still exists. The pain of loss makes people cherish peace, but it cannot let us paralyze and relax. In the future, new challenges will also come. I cannot know specific things, but I believe As long as we are united, as long as the brilliance of human principles still shines, the road ahead will be brilliant, and the will of mankind will be unstoppable."

"Then finally, goodbye, heirs, my sacrificed souls and I will always look at this land. The spirit of dedication and unyielding will are like the flames that can reach the sky, and they will be passed on from generation to generation!"

As the voice fell, the floating ball of light gradually lost its light and turned into small light spots.

The warriors in the forest stood with their swords, still maintaining silence, choking and sobbing sounded from time to time, but no one was downcast anymore. The soldiers looked up in pain but raised their chests, and the person who left gave them heavy responsibility. How can they be ashamed of their hands?

After finishing everything, Mei Lin stood on the edge of the cliff, looking down at the four letters in his hand and a ring with a helpless sigh.

"forgive me."

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Above the canopy, there is a sea of ​​flames.

Roland lay in the endless flames, his consciousness was hazy, and as the soul broke and passed, more and more things disappeared in his mind.

It's so hot, so painful, what is this place...

In this disillusioned environment, Roland struggled to get up and surrounded him, surrounded by flames and thick smoke that could not be seen. He was sluggish for a moment, and the most primitive desire for survival of mankind began to subconsciously prompt him to find a way out.

And the way of life is indeed not far away.

It was something that was shattered and emitted mysterious energy fluctuations, tempting Roland to touch it, and only the subconscious youth was indeed walking towards that side after a brief hesitation.

However, just as the two were about to touch, a red light flashed in the sky.

The vermilion spear pierced his chest, and Yu Wei completely shattered the broken crown of God in front of him. Roland was instantly sober in the severe pain. He turned his head and found a figure with purple hair and black clothes appeared behind him.

The man's eyes widened for an instant, and he unconsciously chanted the name of the person.

"Skarha."

"!"

The man just called out his name, but the spear flicked along. Roland recalled what he had done just now, and suddenly realized something.

So it turns out that you saw me fall into the mysterious future unconsciously, so you came to kill me?But how did she do it? Although Skaha also has clairvoyance, but Merlin can’t see through me, why was she...

Although his heart was full of questions, Roland still knew what to do now.

"Thank you."

A brief thank you, but the face of the red-eyed woman was distorted, and the beauty of Skaha was thrilling under the reflection of the flame, but Roland was unable to appreciate it. The long spear in his chest made his body that was slowly disappearing disappear quickly, and his soul drifted away. , He knew he didn't have much time.

"Can you tell me how you saw my future?"

"Of course, I can see..." Skaha started to speak, but her voice was inexplicably choked. She intermittently said: "Of course I can, always, I who have been looking at you, of course... .."

Roland's eyes widened slightly, and he couldn't understand what Skaha meant. The spear on his chest retracted, as if exhausting his strength and life, the young man fell backwards and was held by Skaha.

So warm, this is how Roland felt at that moment.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's over soon."

Skaha hugged the man and comforted him awkwardly. The youth could feel her body trembling, and even tears fell on Roland's face.

"I always feel that we, before..."

The effect of death began to occur, and the man whose vision was blurred said so, but before he finished speaking, he closed his eyes forever.

Skaha's body shook, she looked at the man dullly, and slowly hugged her arms and cried like a collapse.

"Enough is enough, how many times will this kind of thing continue... Only if I live this kind of thing, I have enough!"

However, the words from the bottom of his heart did not work. In the fire and cry, the man's body turned into a light spot and disappeared, leaving only a cross lying in the palm of Skaha.

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