Take Taobao with you to another world

It has been 200 years since they were separated.

The world has changed as well.

The Duke of Delderan looked at the sky, his eyes crossed the veiled clouds outside the terrace, and the sparkling blue sea. At the end of his eyes, the horizon was surrounded by heavy black and purple clouds, the bright orange lava river, and the green acid water stream. The desert is dotted with the clear bone erosion lake. The mountains creep, expand, and break in units of years and months. The rising ridges extend their roots to the four sides of the earth. The primary colors are constantly mixed, entangled, rotated, and separated again. The red lightning passes through it, occasionally tearing the cloud layer, revealing the black jagged rocks underneath, the same black thorns, and the part of the leafless stone tree with teeth and claws protruding out of the cloud layer is like a struggling Occasionally, a faint light flashes across the claws, which are the peeping eyes of the green steel snake.

This is a scene that painters like to depict very much. It is difficult for them to use paints to mix colors corresponding to reality, but it is this difficulty that fascinates them, and the madness in their works is often more concentrated and vivid than reality, such as the new hanging This one in the reception room.It occupies most of the wall and strongly attracts people's attention, just like another window opened in this wide room, showing a condensed battle scene that makes people's heart beat faster.The Duke has not been here for a long time, but he knows that this is a new painting. This painting will flow with the refraction of light. As long as the viewer moves his feet, he can appreciate the flash of magic light, blood spattering, broken bones and other battle peaks. In the whole process, not only the technique of using light and shadow pigments has only been researched in recent years, but also the scenes and materials it depicts come from a recent war.

The thousands of casualties caused by the dispute between the two families are not different if they are not located near the summer palace and are easy to record.

But already so close to the Summer Palace.

""Natural Selection," someone said softly, "this is the name of my book."

The Duke tilted his head, and behind him was a young nobleman with long hair tied back smoothly and a dress that fitted his body. He had a fair face, slender eyebrows, and a pair of unruly eyes.

"You are in the battle," said the Duke.

"Yes, Your Excellency the Duke." The nobleman looked at him and smiled, "It was in the battle that I realized that the true beauty is never in the imagination, but in life itself."

"In the desire to live itself?" said the Duke. "You express that very well."

The nobleman looked at him with admiration, "If it wasn't for my humble status, I would really like to introduce you as my confidant. I think skills are secondary to creation, and the most important thing is sensibility. Only when the audience can feel the impact can the Qualified to compete for a masterpiece."

The Duke was noncommittal about his theory, and turned his eyes to the outside of the terrace, which disappointed the nobles who were looking forward to further discussions. He followed the direction of the Duke's gaze, and after a while, his eyes fell on the Duke's proud side face.

The skin on the edge of the mask is as shiny as the best jade, the texture is indescribable, and the lines from the pinna to the chin are also very beautiful. Even though the high-level human race rarely has ugly faces, the beauty of this majesty is ahead of everyone, although his true Content is not well known.Even though he was summoned to the Summer Palace, this prestigious nobleman still covered his face with a mask. A young nobleman like him had no chance to face this great nobleman, so he was still alone in such a small room, just for this With such luck, he will not have any dissatisfaction.In recent years, the Duke's injury seems to have improved a lot, and news of activities gradually spread. Compared with other families, it is just a small transition from living in seclusion behind closed doors to reclusive life.But even when he was the weakest according to the rumors, none of the looters could come back from his territory alive. Any news about him may affect the interests of all parties. This is the treatment that "powerful" itself deserves , Even if you dive, it is like a deep-water reef, making boats and boats cautious.

The young noble carefully controlled his sight and let them lower to the ground quietly.

If he explodes suddenly, can he be killed?

How much shock would it cause if he was killed?

His name will spread along the track to the edge of the world, from the central city to the insects on the ground, it will be like a thunder, even the dragons on the other side will be shocked by it...

The young nobleman suddenly choked for breath, and then, he slowly fell to the ground.

The Duke was still staring into the distance.

It wasn't until the announcement sounded that the attendants opened the door and welcomed the king and several ministers into the room, then he turned his body sideways to show courtesy.

The King ascended to the throne, stretched out his hand to ask his prime minister to take a seat by the side, and then said in a deep voice, "I haven't seen you for many years, Duke."

The Duke raised his hand, took off the mask on his face, and looked at the once familiar face.In terms of appearance alone, the human king looked older than the duke, and his face had nothing to do with being handsome. It could only be said that he had a square silhouette, a thick beard and hair, and a tall stature—as tall as two and a half dukes.Under his extremely oppressive figure, the prime minister turned sideways from the armchair and looked over with flickering eyes.

Some people saw the nobleman on the ground, but no one made a sound about it, only the servants bowed over silently and carried him away lightly.

"Good afternoon, King of Men," said the Duke, "I am glad to see you in good health and strength."

"But you almost fell." The king said, "during the long time you recuperated, without your recuperation, the quality of the new generation is far from ideal."

"There is no human intervention, it is the law of nature." The Duke said.

"I know this is not your obligation, but this matter is related to a thousand-year plan." The human king said, his thick eyebrows like black iron pressed deeply into his eyes, making his eyes sharp like swords, "You should understand. "

"A plan for a thousand years..." The Duke repeated the word in an elegant tone, and smiled slightly, "How can such an old man like me be able to bear such a heavy responsibility?"

"You don't have to be so humble, your strength and wisdom still shine today," said the Human King. "Besides, power and responsibility are always equal."

The Duke laughed. "What a refreshing law of fairness."

"Are you denying my request?"

"If that can be called a request," said the duke, "it is not impolite to refuse."

"This matter is not harmful to you. In order to correspond to your efforts, we have prepared many—"

"And yet," said the duke flatly, "what do I lack but life?"

The human king closed his mouth, his eyebrows were lowered, and the veins on his forehead were throbbing.

The Duke put the mask behind his back and looked sideways at the paintings on the wall.

No one spoke, not even the sound of breathing.

After a long time, perhaps only a moment later, the prime minister touched him secretly, and the king let out a long breath.

"Why do you always reject me, teacher?"

The scene of killing and destruction was reflected in the duke's golden eyes, "Although the purpose of this name is to increase the bargaining chip of coercion, you and I did have a teacher-student friendship." He said in a cold tone, "to this day, you still Do you think you are not strong enough?"

Before the king could answer, the chancellor finally spoke, "But the price is high, duke." He said, "There are more and more mentally unstable young people."

"You can make them take less drugs," the Duke said calmly.

"But the pursuit of power is our instinct..."

The Duke laughed slowly and softly, and he finally turned to look at them, "Why don't you just tell them to die?"

The king squinted at the Duke, his mouth was stretched into a line, his beard and hair stood up like steel needles, the armrest under his arm cracked, his thigh muscles had already swelled, and the attendants and advisers flinched almost invisible. The prime minister turned his head and grabbed him. After a while, the prime minister said: "Why are you pretending to be so cruel? Those children are so young that they don't know anything. Now they are suffering from illness. They have not offended you. Maybe There are a few ignorant people, but their stupidity is suitable for charging at the front-"

"So that the blood-suckers in the rear can enjoy themselves," said the Duke, his expression and voice very polite, "even among the lower animals, I have not seen such a cheap scheme for a long time. This is how you give birth to children. The purpose of coming down? Using the womb to produce weapons, let them grow up like beasts, not even for the purpose of conquering, but just to fight for power? Really a role model for the elders."

The prime minister said patiently: "You have a lot of misunderstandings about us, and this situation is not intentional. If you are willing to let go of your prejudices and listen to our difficulties—"

The Duke gave a mocking smile.

The prime minister almost sighed in despair.

"Your Excellency, do you still hate us for that incident many years ago?"

The Duke's smile turned cold, not the coldness of water turning into ice, but the coldness of silk turning into blades, "Oh? It's hard for you to remember the old things, maybe I should be grateful for the dust of history?"

The prime minister frowned, and he took a deep breath, "It is true that we made a big mistake back then, but we have been entangled in the past, which will not help in the future. Now we are once again standing at the junction of history, which is related to ethnic groups , please let go of the past for the time being and consider the overall situation..."

"enough!!!"

The small interior decorations crackled and fell off, and the rest of the appliances were buzzing. The strong wind rushed out of the terrace, and the lingering piles of gauze mist were cleared away. He stood up from the wide chair and looked down at the Duke.

"This is your loyalty to the King?" His voice was so low that it seemed to come from the ground, making people tremble from the inside.

The Duke raised his eyes and met him calmly.

"How do you define loyalty?"

During the suffocating confrontation, the heads of the attendants were almost lowered to the ground, the eyes of the advisers and ministers moved back and forth between the Duke and the king, and the prime minister lowered his head and made a gesture.

"Back off." He said softly.

If the attendants were granted amnesty, the Minister of Advisors hesitated for a moment, bowed his head and then retreated.

There were only three people in the interview room.

The silky lavender clouds gather again, covering the world below Kukai with a hazy veil, wet and colorful vines hang down along the white terrace stone pillars, the water droplets reflect light like gems, and the semi-open reception interior is gorgeously decorated, A little mess doesn't detract from its value, but in front of the sharp and dark cliffs of power, these beautiful things are nothing but illusions.In the silence, the prime minister stood up, walked to the wall, and pressed his hand against the wall. The magic network instantly filled the room. After searching for nothing, he nodded to the king, who slowly relaxed his body and turned to the king. Take a step back, sit down again, close your eyes, and exhale again.

"I never asked you to sit down, sir," he said, "forgive me for my obligatory faux pas."

The Duke was still standing, and his voice was still cold, "You know I'll be leaving soon."

"This is a helpless move." The prime minister said in a low voice.

The Duke lowered his eyes, "Two hundred years, isn't it enough for you to be free?"

"On the throne, how can you talk about freedom?" The human king said bitterly, "The longer the time, the worse the illness will be."

"After the parliament decided to change the tour trajectory that had been running for thousands of years, the situation became irreversible. The layering of the orbits lacked rigorous calculations and demonstrations, and no one was able to act as the central brain of the dispatch. Many main cities were separated from Kukai. The control of the city, the disorder of the magnetic field in the sky, and in the initial period, there was even a collision accident between floating cities, and the casualties were countless... Some families had to land on the ground to compete with other races for living space, and some wanted to rebuild order. Some of them have taken advantage of the momentum to rise to the sky, trying to surpass the central city." The prime minister said, "The power struggle is like a whirlpool, and no one can escape. We should work together to fight for the future of the ethnic group. His Majesty Astaros left The new timetable has messed up our pace, the door to the new world has not yet opened, and the nobles are already fighting endlessly for the imaginary territory..."

"So," the Duke said softly, "it's all His Majesty's fault?"

The prime minister was silent for a moment.

"It is impossible for him not to have foreseen such a situation."

The Duke showed a mocking smile, "Even if you have accomplished the feat of killing the king, you are still babies."

The King of People said, "It's not us—"

"What's the difference?" said the Duke coldly.

There was another embarrassing silence, heavier than all the silence just now. Although the power of the king and the prime minister is not certain, but it has never been shaken for 200 years. Now they are like real sinners in front of the duke, humiliated, But nothing to say.

Even if the former king has been reborn in the new world, no one will forget all the plans and sacrifices he made for the future of the human race. The more intense the struggle among the nobles, the more people will recall the wisdom of His Majesty when he was in power, usurp The person who inherits the inheritance will not reduce his crimes because of the letter of understanding he left, but it will become a reason for them to attack each other-moral advantages are not so intuitive compared to power, but since everyone is a high-level human race, we have to be civilized Things, at least know how to do surface work.

"In any case, we can no longer waste power needlessly." The prime minister said, "The epidemic of the new generation is just an excuse, and the elders don't want you to show too clear a stand after crossing the border...don't completely stand on Asta His Majesty Ross's side."

"Otherwise, they will... use other methods to ensure this." Human King said.

The Duke looked at them, smiled and said, "For example, kill me?"

"This is self-defeating, no one can replicate your power, but..." the prime minister said slowly, "It is feasible to cause some disturbance to you. Every family thinks that their resources are too few and their population is too large, Your jurisdiction has been stable and stable for 200 years, with abundant crops. Since you have inherited the mission of the former king to save the ethnic group, it will be more beneficial to your glory to take on some more responsibilities..."

"I will abdicate," said the King of Men, "and they will restore you to the throne, as His Majesty Astaros intended 200 years ago."

After a while, the Duke laughed, and instead of the fake, cold, mocking laugh before, it was a genuinely pleasant laugh, almost a laugh, which he hadn't laughed in a long time.

"It's really...tactful and ingenious," he said.

"If you become the king, you will be the one who everyone expects," the prime minister said with some difficulty, "and then all conflicts of interest will be put on the table in front of you. The distribution of power among the nobles has changed a lot in the past 200 years. The important thing is that they want you to readjust the floating orbit, stabilize the situation, and decide the order of races across the border—”

"—to be another Astaros majesty," said the King, "in every sense."

Together they looked at the Duke.

The Duke was still laughing, "Since I came back from Dragon Palace, no one has ever asked me a question."

He said softly, "It seems that everyone is yearning for the other side of the paradise. What if someone wants to stay?"

The expressions of the king and the prime minister changed.

"If only a common enemy can unite you, start looking forward to it now."

Undetectable vibrations came from all parts of the audience room, and cobweb-like cracks spread. From metal, rock to cloth, the connection between materials was broken layer by layer. The king and the prime minister retreated to the door almost instantly. The door of the hall opened, and the guards rushed in.

"Duke..." The prime minister who was surrounded by the crowd had a complex expression, and the man standing in front of the prime minister stretched his fingers a few times before finally falling down.

"No matter how much you offend, I will try my best to ensure that you cross the border safely." The Duke picked up the mask and covered his gentle eyes and face, "Then... Your Majesty waits."

Without the orders of the king and the prime minister, the guards were hesitant to even raise their arms against the great nobleman. Small sand and stones fell from the widened and widened gap, and before they landed, they were like dust and fog. There was a layer of gray on the shiny weapons and instruments, the ground under their feet began to disintegrate, and the spells flickered in vain. The king and the prime minister still did not move, and the guards were forced to retreat to the corridor. Someone accidentally touched the metal gates on both sides, screaming in pain, the fine steel melted, and the melted molten steel mixed with runes flowed down, and then, these hot white liquids began to separate and intertwine.

The moist mountain wind carrying the scent of flowers blows away the dust and mist. A group of birds flutter their wings from the sea, penetrate the barriers below the city of Kukai, and charge straight up like lightning. The body shape gradually grows and elongates, the thin and sharp long feathers spread out like a fan, and they are raised backwards. The silver wings reflect the light of the sun and stars, and the rune magic circle under the wings is bright and dark. The riders in black clothes and black boots lower their bodies, almost touching the mountain The walls were parallel, and the power from the sky drove them faster and faster. When they were about to reach the apex, the flying cavalry suddenly turned over and turned flat. In the vortex of clouds and mist, the Duke slowly landed on the largest aircraft.

Part of the mountain wall where the audience hall is located has completely disappeared, and the smooth section reflects the uninvited guards.

The Duke smiled at them at last, and turned sideways. The air cavalry in front of him pushed up the goggles, revealing a pair of sharp golden eyes. A gesture, then hooked his glasses, leaned his body, and amidst the whistle, the air cavalry sank into the clouds, taking the sky as the sea, and sailed away through the wind and waves.