Experience exclusive tales on .Côm
Another long silence ensued, and Uryan said in a low voice, "You’re a hero, you should have heard their cheers for you, very loud. I haven’t heard such sounds in a long ti."
Kael smiled, "I could have waited until the refugees on board completely lost the ability to resist before transmitting weapons. I believe you and Dr. Osborne have a way to confirm if they are beyond saving.
As long as it can be confird, then I could take a moral high ground for a counterattack, but I still chose to act early."
"Why not wait?"
"Hesitation could beco your last choice at any mont." Kael walked into the research institute, saying over his shoulder, "Go back. The war that follows is mine."
The doors closed, Uryan sighed deeply, turned, and drove away.
Indeed, any argunt about right and wrong that discards humanity is the easiest to fail. Uryan didn’t even dare to recall how many of his kin had fallen by the roadside and beca part of the heaping death toll as cities fell and frequent evacuations beca necessary over the years.
After all, when the numbers reached a certain level, he had beco numb.
But now, what was the composition of the goblins that were still fighting at the front lines with the Chosen Ones?
Who among the 400,000 refugees from the Great Evacuation were their children, their parents, their frail companions?
What kind of belief drove them to fight alongside Kael with a resolve to die? Was it great love?
Uryan was rendered speechless by this heavy truth. It probably wasn’t the clear love of ho and country but because the goblins knew that if all of them were to cultivate beautiful roses, then no one would defend the peaceful sheaves for their small hos.
The joy of victory, the worship of power, and the ecstasy of survival would drown out many things for a short ti, but the pain of parting never ca in the instant of death. Instead, it struck when they returned within Wandong City and happened to see the unwashed dishes on the table; the mories shared with that person would co crashing down, taking your breath away with pain.
Pain Frenzy, Hate Frenzy!
Sitting in the car, Uryan painfully ssed up his hair.
That little devil Kael, he knew things would co to this and yet, he didn’t hesitate to make his choice.
"Kael, why? I don’t understand. You could have waited a bit longer! You could have grasped both morality and redemption!"
Do you hate the Chosen Ones so much that not even a few minutes’ wait is tolerable?
Not far away, Kael frowned and turned to glance at Uryan, seeing his frantic expression and feeling that this stubborn goblin was thinking about so strange things again.
"I need to act quickly now; even with the support of the Gluttonous Slis, the Rangers won’t last much longer."
...
Inside the research institute, twisted organs of monsters floated in glass jars, lined up in an ugly array, exuding a primordial and evil scent.
Kael walked in front, with Dr. Osborne leisurely trailing behind. Finally, they stopped in front of the glass jar that previously contained the Scarlet Dream Blade.
"Nothing to say, Dr. Osborne?"
"I actually don’t feel like talking right now." Dr. Osborne sighed softly, "Goblins are truly foolish. Every ti I look in the mirror and see myself, it strikes with a lot of thoughts about the essence of the world, the origin of divinity, and the future of goblins."
Kael didn’t respond but simply drew the Scarlet Dream Blade, pointing it at Dr. Osborne with a slightly cold look in his eyes, "I said I wanted to kill you, rember?"
"Do what you want, I’ve given up. In this broken world, I think it’s normal for to break new lows," Dr. Osborne shrugged.
Kael sneered and suddenly burst out, "That’s not a reason for you to fuse my cells with the Evil God’s corpse to create the Scarlet Dream Blade. I don’t even know where you gathered my biological material from."
Dr. Osborne adjusted his glasses, "Harnessing the power of gods with human hands is not so easy. This was the simplest way we could find to utilize it. At least for now, the results seem not too bad."
"So, staying here just to tell that?"
"Of course not," Dr. Osborne shook his head, approaching a wall. With a roar, a concealed laboratory was revealed, "If you want the Chosen One to die completely, I’m afraid it’s not that simple."
Kael walked straight in, as soft light lit the modest lab.
"Have you heard of a radio telescope? That’s a nifty thing. In the vast scale of the universe, the distances between celestial bodies are incredibly vast. Goblins dream of splendid nebulae in space, but the reality is that the darkness is far more common.
The sheer vastness, scarcity of matter, and stretching darkness are the main thes of the universe. The radio telescope once made significant contributions to goblin astronomy, but over ti, our older radio telescopes could not withstand the ravages of ti and collapsed."
Kael frowned. According to official lore, the Shenhua Continent was a "round heaven and square earth" kind of special world, which is why odd phenona such as the "Inverted Waterfall" appeared at the world’s edge.
Listening to Osborne’s words, it seed as though their observations were more in line with those one would make in a normal universe’s astronomy.
Reviews
All reviews (0)