The Undead Team Stands on the Ark of Tomorrow

The golden pupils stared at the dark moon in the sky, but they were tightly closed, as if they were too bright to open their eyes.

"After eight full years, my existence was still discovered because the servant felt the vibration from my stabbing the basement with a wooden stick. Without mercy, the woman killed grandma, but out of evil intentions, she I couldn't even open my eyes and threw me into Lothric's dragon lair, wanting me to disappear as dragon food."

Having said that, he laughed again, but this time with genuine joy.

"When I finally opened my eyes, what I saw was those huge figures that shocked my body and mind. Do you understand the shock?"

The ancient mystery, the sense of power visible to the naked eye, and the beauty greater than any natural shape.

"It's really...beautiful, I thought so at the time, if I can die in the hands of such a creature, maybe I can accept it."

Sang finally spoke at this time.

"You, do you like dragons that much? Then why don't you pursue the belief in dragons?"

"Hmph, I'm not the same as those bewildered guys who just yearn for the power of dragons. I just simply like dragons."

Facing this insignificant life like an ant, for some reason, just like the love he was shocked by, the dragons also had a wonderful closeness to him. They healed his injuries with blood and soul, and also let the original due to long-term pain. Living in a dark environment and growing up weak, he has the healthy body of a normal person.

So, that day, all the dragons came out of the nest for him.

He rode a dragon and flew up to the sky, and in the fiery sunset, he saw the entire royal city and the world under the sun.

The world is beautiful, grand and bright.

"Because of this reason, my reputation became so great that I was even summoned by the king, and that woman no longer had the courage to do anything to me. Then, the head of the Knights at the time saw my potential and taught me how to become an excellent Dragon Knight. And I did not live up to his hopes, I became a knight when I was less than 30 years old, and I am the youngest Dragon Knight ever."

Recalling the glory of the past, his expression no longer had the usual cynicism, and he became a little frustrated and lonely.

The bright moonlight finally turned and shone on him, covering him with a layer of light that set him off like a saint.

"Of course, I accepted Lothric's beliefs. I never doubted the way of spreading fire. I devoted myself to honing my martial arts, honing my will like forging, and forming team members who trust each other. Although there are often sacrifices, we stick to it. The belief of the country is to fight for the country."

The reality is also above the ideal. He understands how naive his initial thoughts are, so he chooses to give in to reality.

This is also a matter of course, ideals have to give way to reality.

"Only by spreading fire can the world be saved! Only then can we drive away the darkness, illuminate the light, and become an ideal hero at that time. For this reason, we can fight everywhere, pacify the wandering demons, and kill those who disagree."

He is getting stronger and stronger. Although he is young, he has been truly valued by the country, so he has been guided to approach the more core interior.

"The person who made me start to waver is Rudolph, the exile from the previous salary king."

"Rudolph?"

"Ludos the Exile of Courland, the forbidden person who uses the "Soul Eater" technology, do you know?The salary king is not really a hero, but a sad old man. "

He buried half of his face in the shadows, and said with a sigh of self-deprecating sneer.

"The soul-eating technique allows him to devour souls to strengthen himself. It is a taboo technique that only he can do, and can make him have the qualifications of a salary king."

"As for that poor old man who has no strength and can't fight, how did my respected king and seniors do it? They opened my eyes."

Dax took another sip of his wine, suppressing the painful and intense voice.

"—They forced Rudolph to use living people to make souls, from the prisoners at the beginning, to his fellow exiles, and finally those innocent people..."

"Do you know? It turns out that the [justice] wars we launched, we fought desperately, and the crying of the deceased comrades and their families was only to capture those civilians and knights who died and take them as sacrifices to the king. products, as fodder for livestock."

Facing war after battle, battle after battle, his comrades-in-arms rotated one after another. They were excellent fighters, and they stuck to the faith of the country until their death, believing that they were fighting for glory and justice.

But the so-called truth turned out to be like this...

What did they die for?

"At that time, I was in charge of guarding, so I could often hear and hear the cry of the poor old man. In the torment of the stench of his soul, he cried and said sorry over and over again."

It's so ugly...

his ideal.His ideal?His ideal!

Why, I can't see clearly.

Why, it's so dark, there's no light at all.

Why, after walking out of the dark space, there is still no light in the world.

When he looked at the world from the back of the dragon again, what he saw was pitch black.

"I began to understand the shadows behind the bright and bright flames, the king's inhumane human experiments in prisons, the fire-fighting female consumables, too much darkness, I continue to accept, endure, and paralyze myself with faith. Don't think too much , until the day it becomes unbearable."

"My dragon, Luoqi Lena, my most cherished and important partner, lost half of its wings in a fierce battle, and couldn't continue to fight with me. I wanted to ask the magician if there was a cure. "

The palms were clenched unconsciously, so hard that they almost bleed.

"But they didn't ask my opinion. When I was away, they threw it to Rudolph for soul refining without mercy. In the end, only one wing bone was given to me as a comfort. They told me that it was hers. Sacrifice is meaningful, all sacrifices are meaningful, and they are all part of spreading fire."

"Yeah, they all died to spread fire, and their deaths are meaningful. I have to believe this, and only by believing this can I continue to live."

While speaking, Dax became excited, and stretched out his hand to pass the whole wine bottle to his mouth, but was slightly taken aback.

There was not a drop of wine left.

The expression on his face slowly returned to calm.

"Then?"

"After...after me...I, I don't want to recall. In the big library, a sage told me the truth. I don't want to believe it, but after comparing the fire transmission cycle through the data, I still guessed it The doomed end of Chuanhuo understands that this is a doomed dead end without any hope, not worth any sacrifice."

And for him who was enlightened at that time, with the complete shattering of his beliefs and beliefs, everything was meaningless.

If spreading fire is wrong, then what are the people who have sacrificed for spreading fire so far?Does it make no sense?

The fire will eventually go out, and the world will eventually fall into darkness. At that time, everything will die, and everything will be tragically quiet. All the hard work and dedication in the past, all the sins and good deeds, the beliefs and values ​​that people are proud of, All would be nothing but empty nothingness.

What did he become in the end?

One who saves the suffering, one who brings light, one who pierces darkness—the knight.

What has he become?

So, it has to be understood, he understands.

In a world without hope, everything is meaningless.

"Sang, you are the same. The abyss and darkness are the result of the times. No matter how much you resist, your road will never reach the end. The world will always change, just like the sun will never appear at night. Even so, even if you know , why do you still have the confidence to go on?"

How should one respond to nothingness?

He gave a questioning look.

However, San's answer was——

"I don't know, I never thought about it."

He replied in a crisp tone.

"what?"

"Ah what, normal people who think about this is meaningless and that is meaningless. For me, no matter what the world is, the birth and death of people are absolutely meaningful things. They have existed, fought, and truly Lived in the world and left his mark."

It's like if there is no Latesia, there will be no him now.

"Everything is meaningless, but this is just a human idea. The so-called meaning, after all, is the value that people give to things. Because they care, all things will have value. As long as I can remember, it will always be the real past."

He pointed at the dark night sky, but his eyes were shining, as if he could see the stars in the dark sky.

"Behold, there is no sun in the night sky, that is a fact."

"Yeah, that's the way it is."

As long as the darkness remains, the light will not come.

"Because originally, this was impossible. It's just—"

"The so-called impossible thing just means that no one has achieved it yet."

"The original fire can light up in the darkness where there was nothing, and I who originally lived in another world can come here, and the originally fake game can become a real world. If this is the case, why can't I believe it?"

"Believe that there is nothing [impossible] to happen in this world."

"Dax, it depends on man's effort. God and destiny are not important. I believe so. It depends on man's effort."

"If you have the opportunity to dedicate your long life, then the sun will rise even in the dead of night."

"………Ha ha."

Dax listened.

One second, two seconds, five seconds...

ten seconds—

Then, covering his face, he couldn't help laughing.

"Hahaha, what are you talking about, but... so it turns out, there are such answers, it's not a challenge to be wrong, but a challenge to be right, don't accept any choice, it's a matter of human effort, hahahaha, so there is This choice..."

This choice, this arrogance, this ideal.

It was something he had completely lost——

He laughed for a long time, until tired of laughing and silent for a while, he raised the empty cup in his hand.

The bright moon in the sky shines bright light, dressing up the world in front of you with fluorescent lights.

Looking at the moon, thinking about something, he raised his glass with a smile and opened his mouth.

"Cheers."

San was taken aback.

Looking at the remaining drops of wine at the bottom of the glass in his hand, he tilted his head in some puzzlement.

"Well, what else can we drink to? There's nothing in the glass."

"Emmm... for this garbage world to have a happy ending?"

"You are saying something beautiful suddenly."

"No, then...then let's toast to the next bottle of wine."

Sang sighed, and smiled helplessly to meet his friend.

"It's a strange word again, forget it, at least I don't hate wine, then——a toast to the next bottle of wine... and the end of this world."

In the darkness, under the faint moonlight, the two empty cups collided lightly.

Part6: Hunting nine heads

"Goodbye."

"Well, let's meet again by fate."

After completing the transaction, the two left the village and bid farewell to each other.

Group{chat-$:%$wife@#五+/刻-一%>三=三@种@&二>~抱 After confirming that the two had left, the villagers turned their eyes.

As the time passed by every minute and every second, a figure quietly shot back from the hidden mountain road.

Dax rubbed his hair, cut it with a complex expression, and gently stroked the exile's broadsword in his hand.

"I'm really immature too. I want to do stupid things at this age."

He put the knife back into his crevice space, and slowly pulled out another weapon that hadn't been used for more than ten years.

He had made an oath before, that he would never raise a gun again, but it seemed that he had to break it today.

Forget it, anyway, the current self is no longer a knight, just a simple bastard.

For a bastard, backtracking is allowed, right?

Equipped with a relatively light armor of the desperate knight, he held a silver-white spear tightly in his hand. It was a silver spear forged from keel bones. It was an old friend who had experienced countless bloody battles with him. .

"Come fool around with me again, Rocky Lena."

"What are you doing?"

Suddenly, a voice sounded behind him.

"what!"

Dax suddenly took a step backwards, and the original serious atmosphere was cut in half in an instant.

San emerges from his invisibility and looks at him speechlessly with folded hands.