Chapter 40: The battle of the end (below)

Chapter 40 The Battle of the End (Part 2)
The end of the battle.
What a familiar word.
Tyres used to watch a lot of dramas in the Temple of the Night at the side of the Grand Bazaar - although his attention was mostly on how to get money from the audience's pocket.
I have to say that although the sacrifices of the nights seem to be nervous, they are wrapped up in the air, and every day they say, "My Lord will return," "The world will eventually collapse." "History is a lie. The only thing that saves the world is the madness of the night ("Fortunately, they didn't say anything, 'The night is coming, it's sinister everywhere'"... Hey, Ryan, you look at it, the fat sheep is going to turn! Watching the drama of the tales.).
But the drama they rehearsed is really a illiterate traversal and a good way to understand the world without spending money.
Well, maybe not so good--Tells is behind Gilbert and thinks of a drama about "The Night is really under the hood, and saves thirty-three princesses in person", and can't help but grin.
In those dramas, from the ridiculous to the persuasion of the police, the words of Tyres are deeper, there is a scene called "The Day of Disaster, the End of the World."
That is the end of the battle.
Taylors still remembers that in the black and red-colored scenes, a black-faced masked man with a chain and a sickle, with heavy steps and a foot-filled sound around the stage, music is always at this time. Become gloomy and scary, often scared the children curiously watching the audience.
Wherever the black man went, he wore various hoods to cry on behalf of the actors around the world, screaming and falling down on the stage.
He still remembers the crows behind the scenes, the words that make people shudder:
"The disaster is coming! The disaster is coming! It will not let anyone go, will not let go of this world! Until everyone is captured for the disaster!"
"Awaken, my compatriots, wake up, wake up! The disaster is sweeping everything, the prison river is pouring over the world, the sky is falling to the earth, and the world is over!"
"The gods are on our side, the devil is also with us, the emperor is behind us, the hero is in front of us! Fighting can be born, night is eternal!"
"Compatriots! The disaster is coming! There is a saying in the night, the ferry boatman in the prison river is not a face-to-face, but the evil fruit of the non-human beings can erode the hearts of the people! I would rather return the sword with the heroes, and not for the disasters of the other. The slave servant!"
"This is the last battle, regardless of each other, regardless of the sacred!"
"The Battle of the End! The night will cover the earth, and the disaster will surely dissipate!"
In the less clear memory of Tyres, the so-called "disaster" role of the chain and the sickle in the nervous drama, killing countless creatures until defeated by the alliance of the whole world.
But until the end, the sacrifices and actors of the Temple of the Night did not explain what the ‘disaster’ was. There are also children on the street asking, the rituals always ask the children to say "the night will return, I am willing to serve", willing to give them a maltose, and then smiled and said "the disaster is the enemy of the world" .
Tyres, who thought of getting into the gods, didn't notice that Gilbert had led him to the front of the second floor.
The giant portraits of the three Kings of Stars he had seen when he first arrived, were hanging on the wall.

Lusaka Colvin is a famous portrait painter of the period of 闵dis III. His portraits emphasize history, and rely on the environment and movements to show the spiritual temperament of each character.
Gilbert stood at Under the portrait of the three stars, the king is sly.
"The Three Kings of Stars," this is one of the famous works of Corvin, a few kings and monarchs, as you have introduced before.
Famous works? Tyres raised his head and looked at the portrait in the middle of the wall. The gunman, looking at the figure, should be moving forward with the young knight and his seven-pointed star badge.
The previous rush was too rushed, and until today, there was time to carefully observe the taylor, only to notice that this seemingly heroic British knight, the rifle has been curled, the crown is broken and mottled, the armor is exhausted It is streaked with blood, and the mount is also exposed to tiredness. The knights behind him are wearing injuries. Some people carry shields and charge. Some people are covered with blood. Some armor is scattered. Some people are helping each other immediately. Some people even have only one arm left.
In the distant sunset, there are corpses and weapons in the mountains, and there are few people standing alone. They are lonelyly decorated with a fierce battlefield. Blood and darkness dominate the remaining colors.
In addition to the seemingly mad roaring young seven-star crown knight, the expressions of the six people behind him are sorrowful, but still revealing the look of no hesitation, followed by Tomon I, who is roaring in front of the gun, all the way forward.
Seeing this, Tyres’s heart suddenly remembered the words of Kessel V:
"That is Tomond I, the last prince of the ultimate empire, the founder of the stars, the king of revival, and his heroism has been passed down in the end of the battle."
"He is--" Tyres looked slightly and looked at Gilbert around him.
"Yes, 'Revival King' Tomond Comet," Gilbert replied sternly: "The end of the battle more than 600 years ago, the surviving empire commander in the Western-line theater has the highest status. People."
"It is also your ancestor, the founder of the post-war star kingdom."
The Western Front War Zone, surviving, the commander of the Empire, has the highest status.
Tyres immediately grabbed the keyword.
"Imperial commander? Which empire? What is his identity? In addition to the Western Front, there are other theaters? Who is the enemy of Tomond?"
Gilbert has become accustomed to the way of learning, which is interrupted and questioned (or even refuted) at any time. He does not think that he smiles slyly, saying:
"Of course it is the only 'empire.'"
"The only empire?"
"Yeah," Gilbert took a sigh of relief and revealed a smile: "Do you know, Mr. Ters, the world we know, is a vast land shaped like an arm. And we, the stars Where it was, just in the wrist -"
Taylors looked up suddenly: "What?"
He shockedly interrupted Gilbert: "One piece - a whole piece of land? The East and West continents separated by the end of the sea -"
But Gilbert just smiled and raised a hand to signal him to calm down before the portrait of the first king.
"And after listening to me, the answer is in the end of the battle."
But Taylors has already figured out the answer in the brain not far from the truth.
The end of the battle, and so on, the ocean between the two continents, the name is - the end of the sea?
Two continents?
Thinking of this, Tyres couldn't help but vomit: "Gilbert, forehead, you won't want to tell me that a powerful outside creature, with a legion invaded our world, and then we frustrated in the fierce battle. Its intention, but inadvertently broke a magical well and bombed the world into two continents?"
Gilbert’s smile was awkward:
What?

"Then the west is still called Kalimdor -"
"Hey--" Gilbert smiled helplessly and interrupted him: "My little gentleman, you really have the ability to write novels and make stories. If it is not because of your identity, you might be able to be a good one." Tourists or poets, but we are now in history class."
Taylor shrugged his shoulders, closed his mouth, and put a memory he had just found back into the depths of his brain—still related to the girl who was sick.
Gilbert looked at him patiently until Thales no longer spoke out and exalted before the portrait of the ancestors before continuing to explain:
"Three thousand years ago, after human beings realized the power of extraordinary power, the masters of super-order and extremes emerged endlessly. The strength and equipment of the army continued to strengthen. After years of friction, war and unity, nearly two thousand and two hundred years. Before, humanity finally merged into a whole, and the war with the various tribes has won years and become the master of the known world on the mainland."
Gilbert showed reverence and envy, his eyes drifting, and his faintness:

They built a giant country with a wide area and four seas, deterring the mainland and almost touching all corners of the known land, Ludol, Northern, Nida, Karen, and clay, except for a few parts of the Far East. People, almost all human beings are under its protection and rule."
"They did not set the name of the country or the name of the dynasty, the highest ruler, and claimed to be the 'emperor'."
"The unprecedented country, neither a country nor a name, is called an 'empire.'"
Tyres took a sip of coldness, and felt it in his heart, but there was no glory and pride, but only sorrow and sigh.
War shapes the country, and the state creates war ("War_made_the_state, _and_the_state_made_war") - he silently adds a sentence to his heart, what he learned from the master's book.
Convergence and war, simple, and cast an unprecedented giant country, how many wars, how much blood and killing?
But Gilbert’s expression faded:
"After nearly a thousand years of imperial rule, a powerful and almost terrible new race was born silently among humans."
"They don't die, they can't be destroyed, they are powerless, their energy is innocent, and the strongest powers can't resist. Even the true gods and the demons are incomparable. What's even more terrifying is that they are completely different from humans and even tribes. Thinking and acting guidelines are unreasonable, crazy, and difficult to communicate."
Tyres is a little stiff.
The nervous figure of the blue-brown hair seems to appear again in front of his eyes, and his mouth is one-in-one: "On the sky, beyond the gods, overlooking the beings..."
Tyres came back and saw that Gilbert sighed:
"They are like disasters. When they come to the world, they continue to bring chaos and disasters, blood and killings. The great empire of the past has gradually declined under the heavy blow, and it has finally perished."
Newborn race?
Born in humans?
Unreasonable?
Disaster?
What Taylors thought of, his heart began to beat irregularly.
"In the era of Tomon I, the century in which the imperial calendar and the ending calendar alternated, the empire has long since perished for more than three hundred years, and the world of mankind and the various races has returned to chaos and division."
"And the 'final empire' that Tomond is in is only the remains of the survivors, a surplus in the name of the empire, another country that is completely different in system, territory, and people."

Historologists are used to calling the former great empire the ‘ancient empire’ and the latter empire as the
final empire.

"The ultimate empire, in the year of the Empire, 1509, the year of the end of the war, was nothing but a medium-sized country in the world. The spiritual heritage and orthodox name of the ancient empire brought not glory and inheritance, but It is burden and hatred."
"The past places of the vassal are ambitious, the vassal families are eager to move, and the countries that stand in the country are eyeing."
"Although inheriting the glory of the ancient empire, but in the end the empire is full of enemies, the war is constant, and the tax burden is heavy, and the chaos of the year, the emperor's room is stupid, and the rule is declining."
"Seeing the glory of the empire, it will end in the 1950th year of the Empire calendar."
"But in this year, that race, those disasters, have confuse many believers and followers around the world, with unprecedented power - to formally declare war in the entire civilized world!"
Tyres was slightly shocked.
The logic is clear. He has caught several logical errors in this narrative, but he did not immediately speak out, but endured it.
What is the disaster? What does it mean to be born from human beings?
Since we have such power, why not continue to declare war after the demise of the ancient empire, and then drag on to the final empire?
Since they are completely unreasonable, why should they recruit followers and believers like a true God?
If they are completely different from human beings, why should they declare war? Conquer the world? What a joke!
This is simply a flawed story!
But Taylors realized that this was not Gilbert's deliberate misinformation, but that there was a lot of information that Taylors could not understand at the moment.
Just like the secrets of those years before.
"Those disasters," Tyres swallowed a little and asked nervously: "What is it?"
Gilbert didn't doubt Tyres's doubts, but he didn't notice that Tyres's tone was as good as usual, with less confidence and stability.
He sighed: "After the end of the war, the blockade banned all news and sources of ‘disasters’. This is a secret agreement between the gods, demons and humans, and a countermeasure against the increase in their numbers.

"As many years have passed, the horrors of disasters have gradually dispersed, and their names and existences have gradually been forgotten by many people."
"But as the only blood of the king, you have to know this sooner or later."
Gilbert took a deep breath and said: "Those disasters were once human beings, or members of other intelligent races. But desire, greed, and ambition drove them into a loss of essence - even though they Most of the time it is no different from us, even hidden among us, but they are really different races."
"In the eyes of the people and most people, these disasters have a common name."
Gilbert cleared his throat, his face was dignified, and he spoke words:
"Magician."
At that moment, Tyres used all his control to suppress his body and not tremble too much.
"In their eyes, the magician is just another type of abilities that look like the end of the knight, the power warrior and other powerful."
Gilbert’s eyes were cold and cold, and continued:
But only the countries and temples involved in the end of the battle know that these so-called magicians are suffering from history for thousands of years, debts, and the two generations of empire before and after the end. , almost destroying the terrible 'disasters' of the whole world!"
"Only when they try to kill a magician, they will find out that it is not right, they will notice the clues - it is often late."
"Because the magician, those disasters will never die, not destroy."
"Mr. Little," Gilbert said seriously: "If you encounter a magician in the future, protect yourself first. After security, try to ask for help... We have a set of measures against the magician's weaknesses to fight them."
Touching the wound cut by his right hand, Tyres did not change his color, but his teeth were shaking slightly - I am afraid, he has seen those "disasters".
Although Thales is full of doubts, but for his own safety, he must not rush to ask - who knows what he will see when he is in a hurry?
But still not right... If the magician is so terrible, why bother to fight for a small gang? The Star Kingdom is so letting their blood bottles help in the stars?
It is also a doubt.
A lot of doubts.
Gilbert paused here and seemed to wonder why Tells didn't talk and ask. But he didn't have too much suspicion, but closed his eyes and thought about something, only a few minutes later:
"Don't doubt their horror - the power of the scourge is too strong. More than 600 years ago, under the leadership of the strong, our most powerful and daring army and their minions, killed in blood and madness. After breaking through the periphery, the most elite knights and warriors are surrounded by those disasters, but they can only die in piles."
Thales remembered the drama of the Temple of the Night, and on the stage, one of the actors fell on the path of the "disaster".
"The gods came to the world one by one, and then fell. The devil also climbed to the ground and then destroyed. The strong men of all races went to the battlefield and sacrificed."
"The war lasted for many years, and after paying a terrible price, we only studied their weaknesses and eventually defeated those disasters."
Tyres clenched his fists, and Eichda’s words seemed to ring in his ear: "We lost."
Gilbert’s words interrupted his memories of Ehida:
"But the strength of those cursed catastrophes is terrible. It is terrible in the final battle of the finals, those cursed catastrophes, those who can almost destroy the world -"
Looking closely at Tomon's charge, Tyres, trembled and suddenly knew the next story.
Gilbert calmly said the next sentence:
"Sinking the central part of the mainland as the Quartet, the most vulnerable piece of land, all the creatures and material above have suffered a catastrophe."
"After Lu Shen, the aftermath of energy spread out, pushing the whole continent away in two directions. In just five years, the ocean formed has been bottomless, and the known land, the land is cracked into something. Two continents and countless islands."

This is the famous ‘big crack’ more than 600 years ago.

"The end of the war, this is the end."
Gilbert exhaled a long breath, and the next words, let Taylors shake a moment:
"The land of the sea is covered by the entire empire."
"The ultimate empire."
"This is the end."
No sword scratching the head: The story has not been said much, how suddenly 200,000 words?
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(End of this chapter)