The Royal Palace was also engulfed in extre darkness.
"Sister Vera... let’s quickly get Lin Lan and the other giants into the Shattered Star..."
Lucia looked around, observing the endless darkness, with a hint of unease in her expression: "The complete form of the Celestial Calamity is about to descend..."
"Don’t be afraid... we still have a way..."
At that mont, within the endless blackness, Vera winked at the Elf: "I can feel it... outside... there are still many platforms carrying Ash Soil..."
She reached her hand back towards the base station assembled from Power Armor.
"Lucia, do you know?"
The first smile in ’the future’ finally appeared on Vera’s beautiful face:
—"We have long since crossed the most desperate past."
·
"It’s over, it’s over, the sun was eaten by the monster serpent, the sky went completely dark..."
The old cobbler clung to the door crack, sweating profusely: "What do we do now... what do we do now..."
"Everyone just wait to die together, what else can we do?"
The la coachman was silent for a mont, the man’s eyes turned dim, and he muttered under his breath: "Finding relief in this damned world is actually a good thing..."
Suddenly, the sound of armor clashing entered their ears.
They turned around to find that the young ’Southern Knight’ had stood firmly behind them.
"Hey! You’re too injured!" the la coachman shouted: "Just stay put!"
"I heard... a voice..."
Colin’s expression was a bit dazed, and he was muttering sothing: "It was Lord Roland... no... it was Lord Lin Lan’s envoy giving directions."
"Thank you for stopping my bleeding."
The young man looked at the two elderly commoners before him, and even in the night, his eyes seed to burn with fire: "Next, just follow closely."
"What’s the point of following you?" the la coachman said harshly: "Can your little fra make the monster serpent spit out the sun—"
The next second, he and the old cobbler stood frozen in place when they saw...
Light!
That was the light that illuminated the eternal night!
A pure and bright fla ignited on the young man’s armor, containing a marvelous power, as if the sun had risen again in this small room.
"Where are we going?"
The la coachman swallowed hard.
"Anywhere."
Colin said casually, pulling open the door and striding out: "Because everyone everywhere hopes to see the light."
The old cobbler and the old coachman exchanged a glance, looked at the faintly unconscious children in the corner, gritted their teeth, and followed the young man’s steps.
Not only was the light around the young Southern Knight glowing, but many other faint gleams were lighting up in the dark world.
Like sparks lighting up the stars.
"Really amazing... really amazing..."
The old cobbler babbled, then after holding back for a long ti, managed to say: "It’s like the children of the sun have fallen."
"Shut up, old man!"
The la coachman interrupted the cobbler’s lack of cultural rambling, looking at the Southern Knight before them: "What should we do? As long as I can save more children, I’ll follow you to the death!"
" too, too." The old cobbler quickly added.
"Actually, the struggling part is over, you don’t need to sacrifice anything."
Colin smiled, grabbed the Ash Soil Battleaxe in his hand, and, like the Lord, lifted his right hand high.
"Next, just shout with ."
Before the cobbler could ask what to shout, in the next instant, a roar like a mountainside landslide erupted from all across the Royal City!
"For Lord Roland!"
"For the Eternal Fierce Sun!"
"For the Apocalypse Ark!"
"For — everyone’s future!!"
Fiery light flas roared and rose on the warriors’ armor, dispersing across various regions of Calot, with people raising their Ash Soil weapons like blazing torches!
Countless people were already gathered under those faint lights.
Even if the world falls into ninety-nine percent despair and madness, there will always be soone who raises that one percent of hope and courage.
And just like that, a miracle happened.
The light flas grew brighter and more dazzling, and in the next second, the rays connected, courage stringing into a line, hope weaving into a web!
The snake head covering the sky let out the most tragic screech! Its scarlet body was already riddled with holes, with over thirty sunbeams piercing through its body like waterfalls pouring onto the ground!
Fire spread! Fire flowed!
Amidst the dark world, even louder cheers of hope erupted!
"Long live the Ark!! Long live the Ark!! Long live the Ark!!"
The old cobbler and the la coachman also shouted loudly with the young man, and despite their advanced age, their eyes inexplicably grew misty.
The world was thus rekindled.
The scarlet serpent had already been completely ignited by the sun, twisting its body in despair, growing dimr and dimr.
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Damn it! Damn it! What on earth happened?!
Ryan stared blankly upwards, the expression of the Abyssal Bishop completely frozen, and he tried to stand up...
Pop.
A hand was already gripping the edge of the Skeleton Throne, and Ryan gradually lowered his head. A gray-haired boy holding a dinner knife had already climbed up, the two of them inches apart.
"Got~ you~ now~"
Lin Lan had already raised the dinner knife, a strange smile lingering on his face.
"Roland!!!"
In the next mont, Ryan roared, lunging forward to tightly clasp Lin Lan’s waist: "Do you know how much I’ve sacrificed, how much I’ve lost, to reach my current position?!"
Before everyone’s eyes, the leader of the Ark and the Bishop of the Abyss just brawled on the throne of flesh and blood.
This scene wasn’t really a fight, but as the saying goes, there is a high wall between being unard and being ard...
Lin Lan, without saying a word, kept slashing and stabbing ssily, and after a few rounds, Ryan’s body was covered in bloody holes.
But Lin Lan’s actions were unceasing, with a thod of operation that could be described as extrely cruel and brutal...
Vera covered Lucia’s eyes.
"Oh co on! I’m not a child anymore!" The blonde girl lifted her friend’s big hand: "Let see, let see!"
"You don’t understand, only the great Master of the Abyss can save everything! Only when everyone’s souls unite in the Abyss can people avoid those more despairing Apocalypse Monarchs!"
Ryan panted weakly, tugging at Lin Lan’s hair, and shouted: "You who claim to be righteous are the truly evil ones!!"
"Justice? Evil?"
Lin Lan’s face was contorted from being pulled, but he fiercely stabbed through the opponent’s arm: "When did I ever tell you that the Ark Country was the embodint of justice?"
Ryan’s tone deflated.
"I am not interested in playing these childish justice gas with you."
Lin Lan’s actions remained ruthless: "You just need to know, if anyone dares to block the Ark’s path, I can do anything!"
He stabbed a few more tis, discovering that Ryan’s ’health bar’ was quite long, with his wounds healing every mont.
Just then, Lin Lan looked up, fixing his gaze on the three-tiered ring full of white feathers above his opponent’s head.
"What dream are you having? That’s a part of the Master of the Abyss!"
Ryan’s smile was hideously distorted: "You will never, in this lifeti, harm my essence!"
Poof.
That was the muffled sound of a dinner knife stabbing into the Umbilical Cord Ring.
Ryan’s eyes widened in disbelief.
In the next second, countless soul spirit fragnts burst out from the ring’s wound! Lin Lan almost got blown away, clutching Ryan’s hair with one hand, his other continuing to cut on the ring’s surface!
Even when being humiliated like this, Ryan said nothing.
Because at the mont the dinner knife stabbed into the ring, he clearly saw the huge shadow behind Roland.
For the first ti, Ryan felt an indescribable dread.
"Hahahahaha!! So... it turns out you’re also a madman favored by destiny!!"
In the next mont, Ryan laughed hysterically: "Roland! One day, you will beco just like !!"
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