Soul of Burning Steel

Civil turmoil?

Nostradamus didn't know what Joshua was talking about. He repeated it, but still couldn't understand: What are you talking about?

Perhaps it is the truth that has been lost for three hundred years.

Joshua didn't know where to start.

Because, this is a long, long story.

The time goes back to the last era, when the continent named Mycroft was not yet formed.

At that time, everything was destroyed, the oceans were in chaos, the war between order and chaos shattered the sky, and the energy radiation from beyond the void irradiated the earth. Dozens of races and tens of millions of victims were just like this radiation, earthquakes, storms, and so on. Survive in the cracks in the acid rain.

At that time, the sun and the moon faded away, the sky dimmed, and darkness filled the whole world. The seven continents were submerged by half-boiling sea water, leaving only a few scattered fragments. A few lucky ones survived.

The gods won, but what they faced was a more difficult problem than the evil gods. Facing their devastated hometown, these existences with divine power did not know what to do, because what they were facing was not the monsters raging in the void. A strong enemy, but a broken world.

Of the original seven continents, there are only a few small fragments left. After the trial of the betrayers, all gods and people have to face up to this question: Is this world still worthy for them to stay?

The elves in the south still have their holy lake on the plateau, but the father of nature has left. This former holy place has lost its gods and has no value. The remaining elves are turbulent in confusion. They urgently need a leader to lead them them.

There is also a broken mountain range left in the northern continent, which was the main battlefield where the gods of the saints fought against the evil gods who invaded the world. The cracks in time and space that have not healed are still releasing thunder and energy storms above the mountains. Outside of the dwarves of the subterranean, no life can live in such a place.

The eastern continent was almost smashed into pieces, and more than a thousand fragmented islands were scattered among the churning waves. If the fragments of other continents could still be seen as their prototypes, then the fragments of the eastern continent could not be seen at all. The tsunami and Hurricanes can engulf these small islands at any time.

On the west side is the Central Continent of the original world. The most solid World Spine mountain range has been preserved. The dwarves, Wingmen and other races survived on the solid World Central Mountain Range... and the west side of the original world center The other continents in the world were completely wiped out, or were sunk into the ground. The hometown of dwarves, the holy land of lizardmen, and the prairie of centaurs all disappeared completely. Without the support of faith, he almost couldn't support the increasingly turbulent divine backlash and was dying.

Leave here, let's find another new world, the glory of Mycroft civilization will not end here.

A god said that the group of murlocs he protected were the few surviving sea-dwelling intelligent life, and his friend the mermaid god had died in the war, and there was no trace left in the world. The ocean has no nostalgia, just want to leave this broken world as soon as possible.

We can't give up here.

A god said this, his tone was powerful, as if forged with a hammer, the dwarf god rejected the proposal: Mycroft is our hometown, the great mother and the goddess of the earth are fighting at the forefront, countless gods , Countless lives have fallen here, giving up Mycroft is tantamount to giving up everything we sacrificed for!

For the sake of the group we shelter, we should leave as soon as possible. We can wait for the future to gradually restore the Mycroft world, but now, my people can no longer survive!

Even if the world is broken, there are still too many things left that cannot be given up...

The surviving gods had a quarrel. They were not companions in the first place, but they had to unite because of the final battle. Now that the war is over, conflicts broke out, and the opposition between the gods became more and more sharp. One side thought that the broken Mycroft The world is no longer worthy of their continued saving, and they must leave as soon as possible. The other party believes that although the world is damaged, it has the value of trying to repair it, both in terms of feelings and interests. If the devices in the ruins are excavated, it is enough to quickly rebuild several The sanctuary ecosystem, and it is impossible for them to find a new world that perfectly meets the requirements in a short time.

In the end, with the silent support of the sages, the migration faction was suppressed, and the left-behind faction gained the right to speak. Countless gods used their divine power as the basis to create small worlds of half-planes for their people to live in. It can still be supported for a short time, but after a long time, all the gods will fall into eternal silence because their divine power is exhausted.

But how to fix this broken world? Even a sage can't do it - for him, creating a new world may be easier than this. At this time, Mycroft is like a torn doll, and the river is full of The cracked but barely shattered ice, the will of the world and the Mother Earth are dying, and too drastic transformation will only completely destroy it.

When the gods were quarreling, the will of the world had completely fallen into a dormant state of death. As the world of Mycroft itself, it had withstood too many attacks from evil gods and evil from the abyss. The condensed spirit dissipated, and even it couldn't be sustained.

However, although the will of the world is silent, the Mother Earth is still awake. Although most of the original seven continents of Mycroft's world are broken, it is still enough to maintain her will.

Seeing the contradictions among the gods, the goddess seemed unbearable, so she stood up and said to the sages and gods: I will come.

His gentle and powerful voice overwhelmed all the noisy arguments. The gods turned their attention to the goddess, but he did not hesitate at all.

He said: Now is not the time to argue, you see, we are falling into the abyss... Mycroft is gradually breaking away from the center of the multiverse, we are sinking, if we continue, we will sink into the abyss, and become the enemy of the past part. so.

I'm here to glue the continents.

I have come to recondense the wreckage of the Seven Realms.

I was conceived from the continent, the world's first spirit, and although I was later promoted to a god, my existence itself symbolizes a complete continent.

With me as a sacrifice, the continent can be returned to one... Even if this returned one is much smaller than before, it is still enough to bear all the remaining groups in the world.

The goddess of the earth is willing to use herself as a sacrifice to glue the broken world together. From a rational point of view, this may be a good choice, but if the gods only acted according to pure reason, they would have been captured by divinity long ago How could they agree to this if they lost their will and merged with the source of the universe?

You are a hero, you have already sacrificed a lot, and the 'earth dragon' group you sheltered is almost extinct.

Even the gods of the migration faction shook their heads and said, No matter how much you sacrifice, it's not your turn to sacrifice.

Let me do it.

Some gods are willing to replace the goddess of the earth and voluntarily dedicate everything: I am the god of mountains and swamps, and I am also a part of the earth.

I come.

Short but firm words, and God stood up again, He is the God of rivers and lakes.

Me. Me. Me.

All the remaining gods of the old earth gods have stepped forward, and many other powerful gods have also stepped forward-for the gods, death is just an eternal dream, and if one's own sacrifice can really save the world , then their names will be with civilization, immortal, this is the supreme glory.

no need.

At this time, the sage spoke, shaking his head, and said: No one needs to sacrifice.

Look at the remains of our enemies in the void. They are numerous and contain infinite power... Burn the chaos with the remaining primordial fire, and we will be able to reshape the world.

The words of the sages turned the eyes of the gods to a point they had never paid attention to—the remains of the evil god. Before this, no existence thought that they could use the remnants of evil gods, the power full of resentment and chaos, even a touch would erode the soul, only the most powerful gods, the strong and the sages can Resist this power.

To use it to reshape the world, anyone who is not a sage would scoff.

But the man who said it was a sage, so the gods are willing to believe this crazy idea.

What happened next, Joshua?

On the underground lake, Nostradamus was frowning. He recorded all the things Joshua said in his magic book, corresponding to the sporadic clues he had found in the ancient books. It was discovered that although what Joshua said sounded a little absurd, it unexpectedly perfectly explained all the past records.

The next thing... is the illusion I saw at the Ten Thousand Worlds Sacrifice.

At this moment, Joshua sighed. He recalled the vision he saw when he first went to the Ten Thousand Worlds Sacrifice—it was countless scattered memory fragments and historical replays, sages, saints , and many gods, and many unknown voices passed by, and amidst the complicated messages, Joshua clearly remembered the questioning that seemed to represent the wrath of the entire world and the helpless reply of the sages.

【You actually want my daughter to merge with that filthy and chaotic existence? I will never allow it, never agree! 】

[This is the only way to save you and your daughter, I'm sorry, but I can only do this. 】

【Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah! I curse you! Curse you! Humans, elves, dwarves, all... living in... I curse...]

It was the furious questioning of a great existence, and a tired and helpless voice, it was the will of the world, the dialogue between the steel python Mycroft and the sages inside the world.

There was a mistake in the process of using the body of the evil god to reshape the world. Originally, the gods planned to use the remaining initial fire in the world of Mycroft to burn the chaos, and then gradually regenerate the world. The continents add up to be bigger, and the flames that are about to go out can burn again, so that there is no need for a backup plan to rekindle the flames—but they overestimated the brilliance of the remaining flames in the Mycroft world... After burning continuously for several years, one day no one expected, the flames went out.

On that day, the sage went to the distant world of Grandia to inspect the place where the sinners were exiled, and when he returned, it was already too late.

Chaos spread again, and this time, it was the gods who put chaos inside the world with their own hands.

Feeling that the existence that makes him extremely disgusted is spreading in his body, the steel python, which has been sleeping for a long time, wakes up furiously, and the first thing it sees is the center of itself, forcibly suppressing all chaos in its body The goddess of the earth, her body was invaded by chaos, and her daughter who accompanied her the longest was also eroded by chaos. Because of chaos, the steel python fell into madness and wanted to destroy everything in the world, but was stopped by the gods and sages.

Whether it is the gods or the sages believe that there is definitely a conspiracy behind this, and there are existences that dare not confront the gods head-on, so they extinguish the flames from behind. But there is no evidence to support this argument, and the point at that time was to quell The wrath of the will of the world, or to suppress it, so I did not delve into it... and after that, there is no chance to delve into it.

Joshua slowly landed beside the underground lake. He walked slowly along the shore, looking down at the ancient temple at the bottom of the lake, with the warrior's eyes calm.

I don't regret this choice, it's just possible that I won't be able to see this world come alive again... Ha, I'm also a vain guy after all, I want to see my name praised.

Regarding her choice, the Goddess of the Earth did not regret her choice, she had already planned to sacrifice, but she was still a little sad to see her mother being eroded by the remnants of the evil god and went crazy: One day, it will wake up.

Afterwards, He fell into a deep sleep and entered the near-eternal sleep of the gods.

However, the outside world, after paying a huge price and jointly suppressing the will of the world, the gods fell into a terrible civil strife.

Because they feel that the world is gradually improving, many gods will live in the demiplane and migrate the groups they protect to the new Mycroft Continent. However, due to the fury of the steel python, none of these groups exist. More than a dozen races perished because of this, or only a few scattered survivors remained. In an instant, the gods who had nothing left were furiously looking for any existence that might extinguish the flames. They first found the dwarf god who was responsible for guarding the core of the world. He turned around and found the god of the fire element who knew flames well, and these two powerful gods were naturally unwilling to be tied up and interrogated by a group of lunatics who were dazzled by anger. They also had their own friends and supporters... Thus began an inexplicable battle.

The contradictions accumulated since ancient times, the dissatisfaction accumulated on weekdays, the ideals and paths that run counter to each other, the natural enemies and opponents... The gods are not monolithic, let alone some of them have fallen into madness, and the sages want to stop it. The melee of meaning, but he stopped the first time, there will be a second time, since the flame of mutual hatred has been ignited, it will never be extinguished.

This meaningless civil war lasted for three hundred years. Other races living on the mainland trembled under the wrath of the gods. Only some gods who had not been dazzled by the anger built shelters for the races. to enable the continuation of the race.

After saying these last words, Joshua and Nostradamus fell into silence at the same time as they walked towards the bottom of the underground lake when they came to the edge of the underground lake.

This is too unreasonable-the old mage originally wanted to say this, how could the gods start a war with each other because of such a boring thing? They teamed up to defeat the evil gods and suppress the crazy will of the world, and they were even willing to sacrifice for the world!

But immediately, his doubts turned into a sigh: Although it seems crazy, there are many such examples in reality. Comrades who teamed up to defeat the enemy turned around and slaughtered their compatriots. This is not something to be amazed at all.

Who do these memories come from? The departure of the sages...was it disappointment to the gods? The old mage asked a little tiredly.

Earth Goddess—or rather, the land itself.

Joshua replied: As for the sage...he didn't disappoint anyone, and he didn't feel that anyone did wrong. As long as there is a mind with self-will, conflicts between each other will inevitably occur, he just doesn't know It just exploded on that day.

He is just wondering, wondering about the nature of the multiverse.

Why are there evil gods, why is there an abyss? Order and chaos are endless, why should they be presented to the world in such a situation?

Coming to the side of the temple at the bottom of the lake, Joshua stretched out his hand and touched the temple that was shaking slightly and releasing fluctuations of divine power. He said softly: So after he set up some backhands, he went to the deepest part of the multiverse alone. He wanted to find the ultimate answer. Otherwise, even if he cultivated one civilization after another, it would be just Destruction after destruction.

Speaking of this, Joshua couldn't help laughing: It's funny, this temple mistakenly thought I was a certain pure-blooded titan, so it sent me most of the memories, and it passed the ancient memories through the steel The bloodline is passed on to all beings with the bloodline of the mother god, but I guess only I can see everything clearly.

As for the purpose, Nostradamus, this is what I said before, something beyond our previous imagination... This temple has two functions, one of which is the early warning device.

Turning his head, Joshua looked at Nostradamus, and he and the old mage looked at each other: The seal of the will of the world will be strengthened again, and before that, it sends a message to the entire multiverse—it decides to use its will of the world to Its identity is used as a bargaining chip, calling on all beings who can hear its voice to destroy us.

The identity of the will of the world?!

Nostradamus was shocked by Joshua's plain words, but soon he realized it himself: Yes, it's not surprising... Behind those abyss lords is actually a remnant of the will of the world, and his own It is equivalent to an abyss... this may be the so-called bargaining chip.

Although it sounds unbelievable, it is actually not a particularly rare example. Except for the will of the abyss and the lord of the abyss, the most powerful elemental lord on some elemental planes is likely to be the will of that plane itself. , this is not an incomprehensible thing, it can even be said to be common sense.

As for the other function, it is the backhand left by the Mother Earth.

Speaking of this, Joshua looked up at the sky. His gaze penetrated the rock formation a thousand meters away, and he could see the criss-crossing waves of divine power above the sky, which surrounded the entire world, and finally formed a formation in the eyes of the soldiers. Joshua silently watched the giant virtual image of the goddess slowly reorganize above the sky.

Just like in all myths and legends, gods also have personal preferences and desires. The goddess wants to know what the result of her sacrifice is and whether she can really save the world, so before she is completely silent, she uses her own flesh and blood to cast a thousand-year-old god. Hundreds of temples like this are suppressed underground.

These temples have part of the divine blood of the Mother Earth as the source of divine power. When the flames are completely rekindled, or when the world is shaken, these temples will be gradually activated, and then reorganized into the last remaining will of the goddess. . . . look at the world.

Nostradamus blinked, and he also raised his head to look at the sky. The old mage asked with some doubts: Is He satisfied?

I do not know about this.

Joshua spoke slowly, word by word, with clear and forceful sentences: But don't worry.

In front of you, there is a quaint temple. Above the temple, there are ancient murals depicting all the history of all races since they ignited fire and wielded stone tools. There are peace, war, great wonders, and ordinary farmland. , the earth watches all of this and carries it all.

In the outside world, the light of divine power condensed in the sky, turning into an image of a goddess with a face that cannot be seen clearly. She looked down at the world, nodded slowly, and then turned into fragments in the wind, scattered all over the world.

Maybe a good year.

The ground shook and the rock formations shook. Joshua stared at the temple, as if staring at the goddess from thousands of years ago.

It is glowing.

He will never be disappointed.

This volume is basically about supporting roles...By the way, deciphering the commentary settings

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