Chapter 550: But I refuse!

The words of the Crimson King, like sharp blades of swords, pierced the most soft and fragile place in Polunarev's heart.
The death of his sister and the sacrifice of his companions are the most ingrained things in Mrs. Polunare's life. How could he not care? How could it be indifferent?
Seitaro who chased Diapolo has always maintained information sharing with the research base, so Polunarev knows that the Crimson King is really capable of fulfilling his promise!
How many desperate people, in order to seize that vain hope, know that it is a scam that they should rush in with any chance? Moreover, the ability of the crimson king has been proven, and there is no falsehood.
The pain evoked by the sad memories, and the strong desire for hope, are so clearly manifested in Polunarev's face, just looking at it, the Crimson King seems to have experienced the strong emotions that flow deep inside him. .
However, the Crimson King did not have the joy to achieve the slightest goal, because Polunarev's side, the dark figure that caused him great disturbance of time ability, I do not know when it has stabilized again, but the fragmentation seen in the epitaph In the future, Porunarev's next sentence is
"Although your proposal is very tempting, losing this opportunity, even if it is less than one in 10,000 chances of success, will certainly cause me great pain, but I refuse!"
Polunalev's face was struggling with anyone who could come out, but after speaking the words of refusal, the struggle on his face quickly disappeared, turning into relief and firmness.
Unparalleled, no regrets, as firm as a sword.
Suspended the observation of the chaotic timeline, the Crimson King raised his head slightly, and for the first time looked at Polunarev, a guy who was previously regarded as a puppet with a serious look: "Even if you know all this, you Also willing to obey the destiny you made for your substitute?
"Did you give up the idea of ​​recovering those tragedies? You know, continue to follow the trajectory guided by the silver chariot soul song, the suffering of your sister and companions will always be engraved on the timeline
"And you hehe, in most of the fate's trajectory, you will become a disabled person who can only stay in a wheelchair and die without the honor of a soldier.
"The most interesting thing is that after you die, the soul consciousness will transfer the power of requiem to a 'long-lived' tortoise, spend a long time as a tortoise, and use it as a barely available carrier. , Continuously extending the length of the timeline affected by the power of the Silver Chariot Ecstasy "
He tilted his head to look at the Crimson King of Polunarev, and unexpectedly did not find any negative emotions in the other's calm eyes. He could only sigh and shrugged: "Even so, you can accept it willingly? OK Okay can you tell me what you think? "
The Crimson King certainly didn't really want to help Polunarev.
The things he promised can be done without fail, but why?
To resurrect a person who has been dead for more than ten years, the time and area required to interfere is too wide, especially in this world full of ambassadors.
This level of timeline interference is not a small amount of power for the crimson king in this world, and he ca n’t afford it because of the few years of
time
available to him. Apollo's entire 25-year burnout was useless.
Anyway, what he wanted was to disturb the mind of Porunarev, to create a obstacle to the advent of the silver chariot's Requiem, thereby delaying a little space for him to act.
Even if Polunarev moved, he didn't think that the dark marshal would watch his carrier rebellion, so he promised no pressure.
However, things really did surprise the King of Crimson
Faced with the blatant persuasion of the crimson king on his own carrier, the silver chariot soul song is still silent, showing no signs of his will.
And Polunarev turned it down cleanly? Not even a little hesitant? A person with such a character is not like a guy who will easily submit to fate.
Facing the curiosity of the Scarlet King, Polunarev's answer was surprisingly simple. He said categorically: "Because you are the enemy."
"Huh?" The Scarlet King frowned slightly.
"Changing with me ten years ago, maybe I will be seduced by your promise, but it is far from the first time I have experienced the use of my emotions by my enemies. My companions have sacrificed for this. growing up"
A look of remembrance flashed on Polunarev's face, and then he raised his finger to the Crimson King: "Dia Polo, Crimson King, no matter who you are, your evil actions have already determined your position, Why should I trust the enemy's provocation? And more importantly, "
Taking a look at the silent, dark stand-in, Porunaref said firmly, "I do n’t know much about the silver chariot soul song, but he needs my soul, he needs the name 'Jane Yerpolunarev's man's will!
"No matter who my soul was born from, no matter what I eventually became, I will only do what I want! My will will not change! I will try to restore those tragedies and do the right thing!
"I believe in‘ I ’! So I believe in the silver chariot soul song that‘ I ’believes in!

"The will of a human being" The face of the Scarlet King shook, as if trying to laugh, but in the end he did not smile. He looked at the body of the red-haired man in the solidified blood pool next to him with a slightly complicated look.
After a low, humming hum, the Scarlet King looked up at the ceiling, his eyes seemed to pass through obstacles, what he saw in the sky, and then he lowered his eyes and stared at the dark stand-in ahead; "So these two Is everything what you expected? "
The soul song of the silver chariot ~ EbookFREE.me ~ There was a faint change in Polunarev's cry of firm conviction. At this moment, his face, which was invisible to the eyes and nose, was like a dark mirror. The outline of the facial features resembles that of Polunarev.
The dark avatar slightly tilted his head, glanced at Polunarev with a look of inexplicable thoughts, and then turned his head back. The prominent facial features disappeared again, and his face returned to the dark mirror.
When the soul of the silver chariot turned back and his face disappeared, a calm, ice-like voice similar to Polunalev's tone sounded directly in the soul carrier of the Crimson King.
[I did n’t become the "Marshal" of the alliance because I had that ability, but because I paid the sacrifice for the alliance. Other members are willing to trust me and willing to entrust hope and strength to me, so I can have that kind of ability】
[Infinite changes and choices are not in my expectation, but in the battlefield that overthrows everything, there is no room for fishermen to watch the battle, so is the same]
[Leave it, the Crimson King starts from "now", this world belongs to the alliance]