Bulwark of Light

Chapter 1104 The Man Who Draws the Sword
The ripples of the golden fantasy spread.

Bai Xiu stepped into the range of the Lord of Love's throne, and a gust of wind surged in the dream, as if a thousand layers of tulle enveloped him.

For a moment, the dead bones of the Lord of Love on the throne seemed to come alive.

The coercion of the spiritual sea suddenly increased!

Bai Xiu let out a muffled snort.

He stopped there and stared at the "Lord of Love" who had been dead for many years. The throne was surrounded by strong winds, and a sharp sword hung high above the Lord of Love. The fire had been extinguished, but the will of the master still existed.

"Come, stop."

The four words are light and floating, carrying an irresistible divine power.

Bai Xiu stood in front of the throne, the moment he saw the Lord of Love... the "delusion" in his heart was completely shattered.

This spark is too incompatible with his [Thunder World Walker].

And the flame-extinguishing sword made him think of "going away as soon as possible"... This is not the place he should come to.

But he didn't leave there.

Bai Xiu stood some distance away from the throne.

He took a deep breath, raised his head under great pressure, and looked up at the woman on the throne with difficulty.

"Senior... I want to try to see if I can pull out this sword."

Knowing it can't be done.

This is actually a very "stupid" approach.

But as far as Bai Xiu is concerned, he actually has no better way. There is no fire in the five continents. Even if the power of the fire of the Lord of Love is not suitable for him, he wants to give it a try.

This high-hanging sword pierced through the flesh and bones of the Lord of Love, and extinguished the afterglow of the fire of love.

If you draw your sword...

Maybe the glow of the fire can be revived again?
The woman sitting on the throne smiled.

The golden yarn surged.

She looked at the young man in front of her at a distance of more than ten meters, and asked softly, "You want to draw your sword too..."

What does it mean?
Bai Xiu was startled.

The Lord of Love said softly: "Where's your 'Extinguished Candle'?"

At this moment, Bai Xiu was completely stunned.

On the occasion of parting.

Gu Shen told him the hazy past.

This peerless genius who seems to be in the position of "God No. 1" actually lost a game many years ago, and it was a disastrous defeat.

Back then, Qinglong was seriously injured by an arrow shot by [Thunder World Walker].

That battle was always a shadow in Qinglong's heart, so after he smelted the sky fire, there was absolutely no thunderstorm in the Upper City of Central Continent.

The bow that shot Qingyun back then——

The name is Candle Extinguishment!

"Extinguish the candle..."

Bai Xiu whispered softly, and he looked blankly at the woman on the throne.

The Lord of Love said gently: "So, you have come to the wrong place. What you have to do should not be to 'draw your sword', but to find a bow. What can really help you is not the spark of love."

……

……

Bai Xiu exited the golden dream in a trance.

"how?"

Afu floated over eagerly and asked for the result.

"I... came to the wrong place."

Bai Xiu murmured softly, spit out this passage, Afu looked at a loss.

shook his head.

Bai Xiu's eyes became clear and firm.

He looked at Afu, and said: "I saw the spirit left by the 'Love Lord'. After so many years...she doesn't seem to have completely dissipated."

This passage sounds crazy, no one can live nearly a thousand years.

But whether it is Gu Shen or Bai Xiu, the "Lord of Love" they saw after stepping into the fantasy dream triggered different conversations according to their different situations.

Fu's eyes flashed red with excitement: "What did she say to you?"

"She said that I came to the wrong place, I should not draw the sword, but to find the bow..."

Bai Xiu smiled wryly and shook his head.

"bow?"

Alfred rarely became interested: "What bow?"

"It's called the Bow of Extinguishing Candles." Bai Xiu said softly, "It has long been left in an unknown corner of the world..."

I heard the word extinguishing the candle.

The glow reflected on Afu's screen froze for a moment.

"What?" Bai Xiu noticed Afu's strangeness: "You seem to...know 'candle'?"

"Of course!"

Afu suddenly raised the volume, and then the small cube summoned a holographic projection in the Bronze Hall. On it was a simple longbow. Although it was old, the big bow on the holographic projection was still shocking. It is an extraordinary production level far beyond the five continents civilization, and every detail of the big bow is full of tension.

Just take a look at it and you'll know...it's a peerless bow.

"This is an artifact cast by my master, and it is also one of his most proud works!"

A Fu suddenly realized a very important thing.

Back then, the owner left his homeland and left the ice sea with other leaders, looking for an oasis... leaving the Initial on standby, and everything else was taken away.

According to Gu Shen's speculation, the whole world is likely to be a sphere.

Going around for many years, the fleeing human beings returned to the original point... and the Molten Iron Lord who set off first, and other leaders, may have stopped somewhere during the long migration.

All these years of waiting in the sea of ​​ice.

It's not that Afu has never thought about looking for it, but this world is so big, how should he find it, what should he do if the Lord of Molten Iron returns as soon as he leaves, and he misses the "meeting" ?
So it is willing to wait in the ice sea, even if it moves its position, it will not move too far.

[Old World] is too big.

There is only such a piece of Wuzhou.

Once the owner returns, even if he is not in the ice sea, he can be easily found.

But once you enter the [Old World]... you may be completely staggered.

Alfred has a good idea.

It's just that the time of submersion is getting longer and longer.

Now things have changed, and it has seen the emergence of a fire leader from Wuzhou who is not weaker than its master back then.

The power used by those people all came from the Gospel Box back then...

What is the ending of the starship civilization, needless to say.

In fact, Afu had already guessed it in his heart, but he still refused to believe it.

Now that the white sleeves appeared, the Lord of Love ordered the message of extinguishing the candles, which made it see another kind of hope.

If we can find the "extinguishing candle", then can we find the traces left by the owner's migration?
"The last time Zhuzhu appeared...was a hundred years ago."

Bai Xiu was also keenly aware of Afu's emotional changes. After a long wait, this AI has evolved "humanity".

So Bai Xiu said slowly: "This divine bow cast by your master has been scattered across the five continents... Although I don't know how it got here after so many years, if you find Zhuzhu, you might be able to find it. The complete track of the Lord of Molten Iron leading all his troops to run."

"……good."

Alfred's eyes became excited.

"So, are you willing to leave the East China Sea with me...to visit the northern fortress?"

Bai Xiu said cautiously: "When the candle was lost, there is a great possibility that it flowed from Beizhou, and there may be some clues left there."

Hear the word leave.

A Fu's eyes regained his composure.

"Leave... no, I can't leave..."

The mechanical murmur of pain and sorrow echoed in the hall.

The piece of code set by the Molten Iron Lord at the bottom of the Afu program suppresses its humanity at this moment.

The original intention of this piece of code is to allow Afu to protect the Initial during the era of the source storm, and not to surface in order to catch up with the large army, and thus be destroyed by the storm...

The Master of Molten Iron back then must have never imagined that Afu's defense lasted for nearly a thousand years.

Nearly a thousand years later, the source matter storm is no longer raging in this sea area.

And Afu is still waiting for his master to return.

"It is my duty to watch over the initial number. I have to wait for the return of the master and the breaking of the spiritual illusion of the 'Lord of Love'."

AI cannot shed tears.

But Bai Xiu looked at the small cube dangling in the air, and he really saw Afu's sadness.

If a choice can be made.

Afu must have made his own choice...

The wait was too long and tormented.

"Why don't you go and see the dream of the 'Lord of Love'?"

Suddenly, Bai Xiu spoke.

This question stunned Alfred.

It has guarded the initial number for so many years, and it is waiting for others to break this mental barrier.

"Lord Lord of Love's dream...is not a place where I can set foot..."

Afu squeezed out a bitter voice, it looked at the throne, and the coercion generated there made it impossible for people to step on it.

If you get close.

Then there is a high probability that it will be crushed instantly.

Based on the judgment given by the program, it has not tried to enter the golden light of the throne once in these years.

"Are you afraid of death?" Bai Xiu continued to ask, "Or...are you going to die?"

This statement came out.

Alfred had nothing to say.

It is an AI, a program, and an ethereal spirit. This small cube is only its carrier. The Golden Dream can crush its carrier, but it can create a new carrier with just one thought.

"I...Of course I'm not afraid."

A Fu looked at the white sleeve, its tone was very blank.

Since I am not afraid of death.

So why, I have never stepped into this fantasy dream?
"The Lord of Love is very gentle. The spirit she left behind reminded Gu Shen and also reminded me."

Bai Xiu patted the small cube lightly.

He held it before the Golden Dream.

"Perhaps, you can go and see the 'her' who has been guarding for many years."

Crash.

There was a faint sound of wind in the bronze hall. Afu hovered in front of the layers of golden veils, and he looked at the throne on the dry bones blankly. At this moment, he made his own choice... The small cube slowly flew into the golden In the realm of fantasy and dream, the majestic gale enveloped it, and finally it saw the woman on the throne who was "close at hand but far away in the sky".

Withered bones give birth to golden splendor.

The woman was covered in golden glow, she was so sacred that she couldn't look directly at her. She maintained her elbow posture, elegant and lazy, as if she just woke up from a long nap.

Looking at each other, A Fu felt an unprecedented sourness welling up in his heart, as if time went back to a thousand years ago.

"The lord of love... my lord..."

Its voice is difficult.

There was a soft laugh from the throne.

"Alfred."

All along, she was the only one who called her by her full name that way.

"For so many years..."

The Lord of Love said softly, "Why did you come today?"

"I……"

Afu's voice was trembling. Facing this question, it flustered for a while, not knowing how to answer.

"I am waiting for the one who draws the sword..."

"I know."

The Lord of Love smiled, and she looked at Afu tenderly, "You have been guarding me, although you can't see the outside world clearly... But I can feel that you have been by my side all these years of guarding. "

With just this sentence, A Fu felt that all his efforts were worthwhile.

At this moment, it wanted to cry.

But there is no such option in the program settings left by the master, so it can only taste the deepest sourness of the heart at this moment, but it can't cry at all.

"Don't wait any longer foolishly."

The Lord of Love said softly: "That guy, he won't come back anymore."

Rumble!
The Lord of Love's words were like a bolt from the blue, making Afu stunned for a moment.

It is very smart, so of course it understands what the Lord of Love means by "don't wait".

It didn't dare to set foot in the fantasy dream, because it couldn't believe that the Lord of Love was really dead.

It has been waiting in the sea of ​​ice, because it has always believed that its master will come back.

If someone told it that the god of molten iron and craftsmen was dead, it would become angry, mad, and attack until the other party apologized and admitted its mistake... But the person who said these words was the Lord of Love.

It felt that all the strength in its already weak mechanical body had been drained.

Afu stared blankly at the woman on the throne.

"Everyone dies, I die, and so does he."

The Lord of Love smiled brightly and said: "So, don't wait any longer... Take your initial number and go find the 'man who draws the sword'."

A Fu said in a trance: "My lord, how can I find it?"

The smile in the eyes of the woman on the throne became softer.

"He has appeared."

She recalled the last meeting, and then gently wrote that person's name in the void with her fingers.

"If I remember correctly..."

"His name is Gu Shen."

(End of this chapter)