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Chapter 319 Extra Story: The Collapse of the Empire 21

The old butler's voice was so weak that only he could hear it, but if people saw the old butler's expression now, no one would believe that the old man in a tuxedo with a kind smile on his face had such an expression on his face. Ferocious and cruel, the smile outlined on his forehead even made his canine teeth slightly exposed, as if he was choosing someone to eat.

He slowly took off the black tuxedo he was wearing, as if on a pilgrimage, and walked slowly towards the gate of the palace complex, and put the tuxedo in his hand on the arm of the human figure sculpture at the gate of the palace complex. His expression became gentle again, like an old man looking at his grandson, looking at the palaces behind him with loving eyes, bubbles appeared around the white shirt, engulfing the old butler's figure:

"The Sect of the Fallen God? No, I'm afraid it is a group of things more filthy than the Sect of the Fallen God, or is it related to the legendary thing that polluted the gods and caused the birth of an unknown great fallen god? It's been a long time since I saw it. Such an evil and chaotic power, but it doesn't matter, this kind of thing killed a lot of old slaves back then!"

In the darkness, it was as smooth as jade, reflecting a piece of moonlight. An old man with a slightly wrinkled face waved a light sword. The back of the sword was covered by the pouring moonlight, reflecting a piece of smoothness. It seemed that water droplets had slipped from the tip of the sword and landed on the ground at high speed, causing a crisp sound like rain hitting plantains.

The kind old butler held the light sword tightly in his right hand. He stood half a person tall in front of the light sword, and his cheek was reflected on the back of the sword, which was stained with some sticky unknown objects. , it looks a bit like blood, but the color is not quite right, but this can't stop the old man from killing.

He looked behind thoughtfully, as if lamenting: "Oh, it's a pity, it seems that hundreds of innocent people were mixed in, such a young child, it's a pity that he died like this! But it doesn't matter, Those guys have already gone down to accompany you, you deserve to die, don't worry, there will be more dirty things to die, you are down there, you will never be alone!"

The expression on the old man's face was so gentle, but what was stained on the tip of the sword covered the night with a layer of blood mist.

How strong can a person's swordsmanship be?

The sword, as a materialized weapon, no matter how well decorated the sword is, it cannot conceal its essence as a weapon.

No matter how gorgeous, noble, and not stained with blood, how can it be called a weapon.

Countless years ago, the old butler was still not the honor he is wearing in a tuxedo and with short, neat hair.

At that time, the old butler was not called Miller Ola, and at that time, the current emperor of the Orchevis Empire was not Misocabus, and Misocabus had not even been born yet.

Of course, at that time, the Orchevis star cluster had not developed to the point it is now, and the Pure Blood Empire had not yet been destroyed. Although the nobles had occasional conflicts before, they did not develop to the extent that the royalists and the nobles were opposed to each other in later generations. .

At that time, Miller was only called Miller.A slave who does not have noble blood, or is even just captured from the borders conquered by the Pure Blood Empire, and slaves cannot have a surname, so Miller is just Miller, and can only be Miller.

Although, Miller didn't hate the Pure Blood Empire too much. After all, although his own race had experienced the invasion of the Pure Blood Empire, but the things that happened a long time ago at that time, compared to many people who invaded a star field in order to seize resources and would kill them all. The villainous party of almost all the local residents, after the Pure Blood Empire invaded the planet of Miller's ancestors, they just chose to subtly educate them.

Although, many old people who survived at the time hated the Pure Blood Empire, or the Orcheves Constellation, after all, in their view, the Pure Blood Empire and the Orcheves Constellation mean the same thing, however, for the young For the young Miller, it was quite difficult for him to understand this feeling.

After all, he has never experienced the war-torn years of being invaded. In his memory, the Ochevis man is the old gentleman in the school who always wears a gentle smile, the one who flies over the city in a Longkai fighter plane at low altitude. At that time, the pilot who would extend his right hand out of the cockpit to say hello is the fat businessman who likes to haggle over every ounce, but opens a warehouse to release food during droughts.

Does this mean that Miller is betraying his ancestors?No, Miller is very clear that the world is cyclical, everything has a beginning and an end, and there is no eternal empire. Although sometimes he feels that his ancestors fell completely in that war, but no one knows that in the future, Ocheweis Will the constellations also suddenly disintegrate?

Perhaps, many of the Orchevis people who conquered their homeland back then had blood feuds with Miller's ancestors, but this does not mean that their descendants were also guilty of the same crimes. There cannot be only wicked people in the world, and There can't be only good people.

It is precisely because of the intertwining of good and evil, hatred and loyalty that many people can feel the hard-won peace and the preciousness of the word kindness.

Of course, Miller didn't have that much thought to think about further things. After all, although it was not difficult for him to live, it was not easy. After all, he was not one of those pure-blood nobles, and he didn't have that kind of powerful blood. , not to mention the blessing of the God of Ocheves.What, you said that the god Alcheves almost never appeared in the Watcher civilization, and there is no so-called blessing at all?

Miller could only sneer at this. Without the consent of the God of Orcheves, how could the Pure Blood Empire become the largest part of the Orcheves star cluster, and why did the blood of the Orcheves keep blooming? With such brilliance, although Miller will not deny the achievements that the pure-blooded nobles are proud of, but without the blessing of divine blood, just by overcoming the symptoms of space confusion during the interstellar voyage, he will become the hero of the Orchevis people. A big problem.

Therefore, although Miller sometimes used words to sting those Ochevis people who clearly enjoyed the glory of God but denied being blessed, Miller was still a little envious of the situation in his heart.After all, if one can safely rely on the blood of God to become stronger, why bother to find other ways to become stronger?

However, no matter how much Miller envied those Orchevis people, he was not an Orchevis person after all, not even a commoner without a surname.

Yes, they are only civilians. Although the Ochevis people gave their former slaves the opportunity to get out of slavery, they can still only become civilians after they get out of slavery. , but a better-sounding code name.

Miller once thought that he would go on like this forever. After all, without the help of blood, it is too difficult to grow to the level of crossing the stars. Don't you see that even if it is the Orchevis people, there are quite a large number of people who can only do it. Stay on the planet for a lifetime, at most spend that meager salary from time to time to take a trip to the Star Sea that you will never have a few times in your life, and want to become a high-level executive in each region like those sanctuaries and even planet gods. It's really, really, really hard.

Miller also thought that he would continue to live like this. After all, the more the world develops, the less and less space is left for the lower class to reach the upper class. This is not unfair. On the contrary, it requires the strong to pay more , but not giving the strong the corresponding power, is the greatest injustice.

However, at the age of 21, things seem to have changed a bit.

When exactly did the change begin, oh, it seems to have started when Miller was accepted as a disciple by the teacher by accident!

Speaking of which, Miller can't remember his teacher's face anymore. After all, too much time has passed, and Miller is not an existence like Planet God and Star God who can resist the erosion of time. Many things in the past will be washed away by time, and it becomes more and more difficult to remember the specific content.

More than 200 years have passed since Miller's teacher passed away.

In 200 years, many things have been changed. For example, after being planted by the teacher, Miller, who has a strong talent for swordsmanship, can even surpass those of Aucher who has a bloodline bonus in some aspects. The pure-blood nobles of the Weiss, so that for a long time, Miller held a gesture of contempt for the nobles of Orcheves.

But many things will change after all, and eternal things do not exist.So, unknowingly, Miller has become the kind of character who can frighten the nineteen continents with a sword, but he has also let go of some indifferent pride, and has become the steward of the Oss family, or in other words, Misoka Steward of Booth's lineage.

Miller doesn't want to think about many things that happened in the middle.But he never forgot the old man, holding his hand tightly with a bone-like hand, the pain in his eyes seemed to overflow his eyes, and that expression seemed to run through time, even after 200 years, Miller still remembered it clearly, And what he once said:

"Under the avalanche, no snowflake is innocent. Miller, disciple, no cultist is innocent. Those who voluntarily fall into the embrace of chaos and madness are the biggest cancer in this world. Don't be disturbed by redundant thoughts , met, just kill it!"

And Miller's experience also told Miller that when facing such people, there is no need to retain humanity, because they will only be less human than you.

Miller will never forget that day, the sky was covered with dark clouds, the air was filled with water vapor, the whole city gradually lost its former hustle and bustle, as if the world lost its sound all of a sudden, the chirping of insects and birds disappeared, and people on the reinforced concrete floor The sound of walking footsteps became lighter and lighter, and occasionally there were a few loud voices, which were nothing more than screams from somewhere in the city.

Streams of light rushed from the city to the sky, but were blocked by the looming barrier covering the sky. Those big figures that Miller had longed for fell from the sky one by one like dumplings.

The pilots of the mechs and fighter planes who were promoted as heroes seemed to have lost their composure in the past. They couldn't even hold the steering column tightly. Ash.

Of course, to Miller, it doesn't matter if they die or not, if those steel objects falling from the sky and big figures whose stature is harder than steel don't hit him, then he won't care about all of this, after all, Miller is a People who get by!

For Miller at that time, he may not yet understand that this tragedy that affected a city is actually the end that can be seen by the entire planet.

Ah, it's ridiculous. For intelligent life that hasn't stepped out of the planet, the doomsday that covers a planet is often the most terrible disaster they can think of. However, in the multiverse, there are too many terrible existences that can give A planet brings doom.

Perhaps for those low civilizations, the luckiest thing is that they can live in a star field that has never been developed by humans, so they can develop with peace of mind!

Miller is proud, maybe he has no blood, but according to his teacher, Miller is a rare genius of swordsmanship. For the strong bloodlines and the technology-dominated Orchevis star group, the development of martial arts is still at a stage. The prototype, after all, compared with the results that can be brought about by practicing martial arts year after year and day after day, the power bestowed by most bloodlines and the omnipotence of technology can make up for it.

Martial arts, after the bloodline and technology have developed to the upper limit, is a new method developed as a last resort in order to further increase the upper limit, which is quite rare in the pure blood empire.

Miller always thinks that although he is not a strong bloodline, as long as he can still hold this sword, then he will be a genius who can compete with the strong in the future. After all, according to his teacher, he There is a slight chance to spy on the top of the sword, although this possibility is very small, and the ability of the sword to extend life is too weak, maybe when Miller is very old, he will not be able to really To touch the field that few people can touch.

But there is hope after all, isn't it?However, when a strong man who was ignited by the strange green fire crashed down in front of Miller, Miller saw the strong man who could not straighten himself because of his aura, and was in pain under the green fire. Struggling, and then seemed to find himself hiding aside, trying to hold on, exhausted the last bit of strength, rolled to another direction in embarrassment, and then turned into ashes amidst the wailing, Miller suddenly felt that his pride was so ridiculous.

There is potential, but it cannot be transformed into power, it is only potential after all.

Can potential help oneself avoid natural disasters?Not to mention natural disasters, even the aftermath of the strong man's fall could kill him.

What saved him was not his potential, but the determination of a strong man who didn't want to involve other people before he died.

Miller finally started to think about his future, not the kind of self-paralyzed feeling, but really thinking about what he can do in the future.

Chapter 320 Extra Story: The Collapse of the Empire 22

There is potential, but it cannot be transformed into power, it is only potential after all.

Can potential help oneself avoid natural disasters?Not to mention natural disasters, even the aftermath of the strong man's fall could kill him.

What saved him was not his potential, but the determination of a strong man who didn't want to involve other people before he died.

Miller finally started to think about his future, not the kind of self-paralyzed feeling, but really thinking about what he can do in the future.

Then, the old man who became his teacher, with a strange flush on his face, walked in front of him step by step. The sharp gaze in his eyes made Miller afraid to look directly.

It was a completely different posture from the usual master, strong and sharp, it seemed that just by facing him, one could feel a cold front brushing against his face, shuddering and hairs rising.He looked at Miller with cloudy eyes, and suddenly showed a nasty smile:

"Now, do you understand? Many times, you can't do anything!"

"Teacher, if nothing can be done and nothing can be changed, then what's the point of persisting? Although I don't like the founding emperor of Ochweiss, my reason tells me that the sentence he engraved on the tombstone'If you don't try , then it really can’t change the ending’ is correct. Although, although I can’t even try now.”

Seeming to feel a little ashamed, Miller lowered his head.Yes, although I don't understand why the world has become like this overnight, but there is no doubt that with my current strength, it is difficult to even cut steel in the way of swordsmanship, let alone resist this natural disaster. Scenes.

However, when he raised his head, he saw the complex expression of the master, who seemed to be crying and smiling, and then raised his head to look in a certain direction in the sky, which made Miller a little confused.

"His Majesty Mess Os is a great person, but he is definitely not a qualified emperor. An idealist will eventually lose to the cruel reality. He wants to rely on the power of that person, and he wants to get rid of the one who shaped us. Destiny, how can there be such a good thing in this world. It's just that I didn't expect that even you, Miller, are such an idealist. It's ridiculous, ridiculous, really ridiculous!

I thought that your mentality should take another path, but now it seems that it is really unpredictable.

Miller, let me ask you one last time, if I give you a chance, so that you have a chance to change this natural disaster, but starting today, your future will be completely cut off, or your future will be Inherited by a ridiculous thing, even if you can go to a higher place one day, you will be just a puppet of it, will you?

Or, the teacher still has a little power now, can split the space, and send you to a relatively safe area. Perhaps, in the future, you will be able to grasp that almost impossible opportunity to reach that high place with your own will.Two options, which would you choose? "

"What does the teacher mean, let me choose between grasping the present and controlling the future?"

"No, even as a teacher, I can't grasp the present and control the future. All I can do is to bring you one step closer to these two goals. You are still a thousand miles away from the goal!"

"Then, teacher, can you let me be self-willed for once? Compared with the illusory future, I want to hold on to the present. Although, I may not be able to hold on at all, but I always feel that if I leave like this, I may regret it for the rest of my life." !"

"Hehe, ridiculous idea!"

The old man seemed to have known this ending a long time ago. He let go of the hand holding the sword, and a bright red light appeared in his palm. In a trance, Miller seemed to feel that the world had changed, and a blood-colored giant sword rose into the sky. Even the dark clouds in the sky were torn apart, mottled red particles fell from the sky, and the old man disappeared, leaving a message for Miller:

"The evil-breaking sword species will entangle and consume every bit of kendo implication you have realized. From now on, your whole life will be the Gu of the sword species, just a container made by cultivating the Gu worms called sword species. , Maybe you can use the evil power of the evil sword to destroy all evil, but this power is not yours after all, your future is here.

But, congratulations, my stupid apprentice, as a Gu of the evil-breaking sword species, you have a sliver of power that can change everything. "

Miller raised his head, his clear eyes were colored red, blood-colored sword energy spewed out from his body, surrounding him seemed to be cheering, he caught one of the sword lights in a daze, and murmured : "In this way, can some changes be made?"

What Miller knows is that he is not the protagonist in those bloody knight novels. He has a heroic feeling and is willing to risk his life to change the future.

The reality is very cruel. No matter how proud you were before, once you step into reality, you will be beaten brutally. If you don’t want to lower your head, most of the time you will fight to the end, and you will only become a dog with a broken spine in the eyes of others, even if you bark and bark, There is no deterrence.

In contrast, it is better to learn to lower your head, learn to compromise, learn to endure, learn to put away minions, learn to please others, and then when others gradually relax their vigilance, make a ruthless blow at a critical moment.

Miller didn't want to be like the protagonist in the blood knight novel.

Because, if reality always had heroes, then the world would undoubtedly not have so much darkness and suffering.

However, if one day disaster strikes and everything you live will be overturned, at that time, someone will tell you that if you are asked to make some sacrifices that have nothing to do with death, would you like to go back to your youth and want to be reckless and frivolous? back.

Even if, just once, only once!

Yes, even just once, it is possible to make some changes.If someone tells you that you can make some changes and try to change some things yourself, will you be moved at that time?What is your answer, I don't know, but I want to try to be a hero.

Miller's cloudy eyes were just like his master's back then, but for some reason, his squinted eyes had been fully opened. Those eyes were like rubies, shining with light that was hard to look at directly. The qi hatched by Gu is the power that people of Gu Jian's lineage exchanged for the future in the past 230 years, 230 years ago and even more distant times.

Only in the face of real chaos and evil can Miller feel so clearly that he still holds the sword.

The sword species cultivated by the lineage of Gu Jian is undoubtedly the most miraculous treasure of swordsmanship in the world. Anyone who has obtained the evil-breaking sword species can pass on the power of the evil-breaking sword Gu from generation to generation. However, as a way to gain power Every generation of Sword Gu will be deprived of all the power that can grow, their lives, their perceptions, all their perceptions of swords that they can touch, and the three views born of swords will be quietly revealed. Breathlessly swallowed by the sword Gu.

In the end, everything you own will be swallowed up, and your spirit, energy and spirit are all nourishment for Sword Gu.

Yes, the power of the evil-breaking sword species represents the most powerful destructive power against evil in the way of the sword, and with the spread of sword Gu, the evil-breaking sword species will become stronger and stronger.

However, what this strength represents is the downfall of generations of swordsmen geniuses, because everything about them is nothing but delicious nourishment for Sword Gu.

Their sentiments, their strength, their knowledge, everything they possess, to Sword Gu, no matter how precious it is, it is nothing more than food for nurturing its strength.

After all, the Sword Gu is not humane, and will not show mercy because of the kindness of nurturing. When everything about you is about to be swallowed up, it means that the evil-breaking sword species, the Gu insect, will break out of the Gu.

Whenever he thought of this fact, Miller would feel a bit of bitterness in his heart.After all, the Gu that is about to be broken is himself.But for some reason, it should be sad because of this, but Miller always thinks of that day, the red light breaking through the dark clouds, and the scene where the burning bloody flames rose into the sky and fought with the cultists.that feeling—

"This feeling, hahaha~ Evil, you can drink the blood from the tip of the sword and atone for your evil! Hahahahaha——"

The past is the way it is, and hundreds of years have passed in the blink of an eye. When Miller opened his eyes again, what greeted his eyes was the old faces of those fallen creatures reflected in the gray blood splashed on the ground.

It is still the blood-colored arrogance, although this body is no longer as strong as it used to be because of the birth of the sword, but it is far better than that of the past, and it is the heart that is more determined to target the most essential darkness.

Miller didn't know whether this will was endowed by the sword species, or whether he was content with his own heart, but it didn't matter anymore, because for Miller at this moment, there was nothing happier.

As long as he can still swing his arms, as long as he can move the sword, as long as he can destroy the chaos hidden in the hearts of the cultists, that kind of unprecedented satisfaction is already what Miller most hopes to obtain.

Circles of blood-colored light waves bloomed from Miller's body, circle after circle, circle after circle, spreading continuously, countless fakes in human clothes hidden in the darkness wailed, That blood-colored power contains the righteousness created by generations of sword Gu. To them, it is a power that is countless times more painful than Lie Yang. That power passes through the city, through the suburbs, through After passing through the countryside, it was like a spring breeze blowing on the face, without hurting any normal person.

Only non-human ghosts, blood-drinking monsters, and all existences judged to be evil by the Sword Gu would hate this power so much.

Miller twirled the hand holding the light sword, and inserted the sword into the ground. The stinging pain made him more and more awake. He could feel that something hidden in his body might be something like potential. The power has been exhausted, not because it cannot maintain its combat effectiveness, but because it has lost its further ability.

The more you use the sword type, the more you can feel the lament that the road ahead is over, and with the appearance of this looming feeling, the evil-breaking sword type also feels that it has completed a stage of mission, and is ready to leave this backward world at any time. Gu, go to find new Gu.

Miller can also vaguely feel the feeling of death coming. Although his senses are becoming more and more dull because of the more and more energy swallowed by the sword Gu, but with the evil sword species, he has reached a new height. At that time, he could feel the breath of those sins more and more.

The whole world has become empty in front of him, tall buildings, flowers, plants and trees are gradually disappearing, leaving only punctuation-like existences appearing in the void. He understands that those punctuation points are what he needs to eliminate object.

In other words, the reason why the evil-breaking sword species did not directly break out of the Gu is precisely because it still needs to use its broken body to eliminate these existences that are intolerable to the evil-breaking sword Gu.

Miller's speed was getting faster and faster, turning into a stream of light and shuttling between the cities. One second he was on one side of the city, and the next second he was on the other side.Faster and faster, faster and faster, and finally, when he was approaching a certain limit, everything in his sight disappeared.

Only punctuation remains in this world.

He laughed, his figure stopped, a burst of fly ash scattered from his body, his body began to become transparent, but the blood-colored arrogance permeated every part of his body, just like an escapism, he no longer bypassed every part Instead, he rushed straight to the cursor, his figure escaped into the obstacle, and he sprinted forward without any scruples.

At that moment, the entire planet of Dome Star seemed to become a thin sheet of paper, and those fallen beings were ink blots printed on this white paper. Turning into a needle, it easily pierced through the paper and passed through the barrier of the planet.

In one moment it is on this side of the planet, and in the next moment it is on the other side of the planet.

The limitation of space is completely broken at this moment, and the distance from one end of the planet to the other end cannot be an obstacle for him to sway his destructive power at all.

He smiled.

Under the night, a girl raised her head, looked at the red shooting stars that flew across the sky from time to time, shook her mother's hand and said: "Mom, mom, the shooting stars in the sky are still beautiful!"

"Don't you want to make a wish, baby?"

"Well, I hope that Dad can come back from the front line of poisonous inflammation soon. Can Meteor make such a wish come true?"

"Baby, whether you can realize it or not, you must first learn to let yourself have a dream!"

In the blink of an eye, the sword light and shadow swung with the flick of a finger.When he stopped again, he chuckled, his figure became more and more transparent, and in his heart, a small bloody sword shape became more and more clear, he closed his eyes, and was silent again.

But the evil-breaking sword Gu in his heart suddenly spurted out an incomparably rich blood color, awakening his soul.

Yes, his body has disappeared, and it is the soul that drives the sword.He smiled wryly: "Before dying, do you still need to find a new sword Gu for the sword species! What is this? Is it the last mercy of the sword gu?"