Chapter 122: what are you waiting for? (4/4, thanks to Liuli's
Chapter 122 What are you waiting for? (44, thanks to the lord of Liuli's Memories!)
Torrential rain pours.
The one-armed black-armored knight chased the mark step by step, and came to the flat top of the cliff surrounded by clouds and mist. He took a deep breath, and then stepped forward.
The mist receded under the wave of the overflowing source quality, revealing the truth hidden behind the water vapor and the strong wind, the white-haired boy and the gray-haired old man appeared in his eyes.
Wiggs stared at the scene.
The air is filled with a strong tidal wind, the clouds are falling from the sky, and there are tumbling dark clouds in all directions. On the top of the cliff of sighing, looking around, you can only see dark and gloomy thick fog, as if you have come to another world.
He likes rainy days. The sound of raindrops falling on the ground is so simple and clear, enough to clear away all the haze in the world. He likes to watch the rain clouds cover the sun, and then the sun's light leaks out from the gap in the clouds. This light is the light in this dark world. Salvation is the meaning of his existence.
But the light will always be short-lived, the wind sweeps the sky and the earth, and the clouds will change accordingly.
The light will be extinguished, it will fall, it will dissipate, and the suffocating rain will fall from the turbulent cloud, and the rainy day that he loved will become tormenting, and the noisy voice will fill his ears, making him unable to hear any sound he wants to hear .
So he would laugh instead, smiling quietly at Yu.
Until the sun goes down and darkness covers everything.
The dark clouds and mist filled the air, and the knight stood standing in the tumbling water vapor cloud wall. His intact left hand tightly held a slightly bent hand and a half sword, and his black messy hair was tightly attached to his cheeks and neck. He seemed to be smiling, but actually So complicated that no expression can be seen at all.
"Give me your majesty's inheritance."
Taking a deep breath, Wiggs thought he would sneer a few words, or say some beautiful scenes, just like the characters in all knight novels.
But when he saw that old figure, all interest disappeared, and he only had a very complicated emotion in his heart, which made him want to end everything quickly: "I already know the truth. Give me the inheritance, Whatever you do. The old guy can't live for long, and I don't bother to deal with you little guy."
Hilliard didn't speak, but Ian stood in front of the teacher.
He held Hilliard's frontless epee in his hand, and with the strength of the first energy level, he could use it freely.
"Get out of the way, I don't want to kill you right now."
Looking at the immature but beautiful face of the white boy holding the sword in front of him, Wiggs forcibly suppressed his anger and impatience: "A young prophet...don't you know that getting out of the way now is the best choice? ?”
"Or, do you want your younger brother to have no older brother?"
The knight thought his words were enough to surprise Ian.
But he saw that this calm Bai Zhimin boy responded to himself with a smile: "Why, do you think it is a good choice for an apprentice to have no mentor?"
Weggs had no way to answer this question, he could only take a step forward, using wordless actions as a threat.
But Ian continued: "I understand you very well, half of my senior brother... You actually didn't hate the teacher because of the relationship between the teacher and you, causing you to be discriminated against by your peers and alienated by the chief. Mind you, you're proud of it, you're proud that someone connected you to the teacher."
"What you really hate is actually the fact that you didn't die... Haha, everyone related to the teacher is dead, my other senior brothers and sisters, all the people close to the teacher, those who have taught, helped, extended The people who helped—they all died."
"Only you are alive—because you and your mentor only have some connections in the early, early years, and there is no connection other than that."
"That's why you hate."
The knight in black armor suddenly stood still, and even Hilliard raised his head in surprise, looked at Ian, and then at Weggs.
And Ian's calm words continued to sound, "Why am I still alive? When can I really die with glory instead of living like I am now?"
"Why is the mentor always silent and never appearing? Doesn't he know that as long as he appears, there will definitely be someone who will continue to follow him and is willing to die for his dream?"
"Everyone is belittling the late Emperor and the teacher. There is only one stubborn guy who still refuses to believe all the rhetoric of later generations. Such a sad and respectable persistence has accumulated for ten, twenty, thirty years... and finally changed from expectation to Dazed, from dazed to disappointed, from disappointed to hate."
Ian and Wiggs looked at each other with absent-minded dark green eyes, and his tone was light, even with a hint of a smile: "What kind of responsibility does the teacher bear? Why doesn't he say a word, no one? Does he want to take his secrets to his grave?"
"Does he... really don't believe it, does he feel that there is no one person who can be trusted by him?"
"Does he really feel that no one deserves to inherit his dream and take revenge on this dark and dirty world?
The knight in black armor froze in place, trembling all over, and then let out a wild roar as if he had finally come to his senses.
"shut up!"
The furious man took a step forward. He waved the half-sword in his hand that had been twisted by thousands of impacts, and smashed it down at the boy of the white people—but the other party showed no fear, and with a dexterous blow, he swung the sword downwards. The upper blow hit the force point of his long sword, and then he unloaded the force to slash it away.
Just like not long ago, he launched countless attacks, but returned without success countless times.
"The teacher is dying, why would he rather die than tell the truth? Am I really unworthy?"
While the two swords were clashing, Ian's voice still came out along the fragmented wind, with a serious meaning: "In that case... let me do it."
"I have come to kill the teacher, to free him from this sad mission."
"I have come to destroy this country and avenge all the lost past."
"If possible, I will inherit the teacher's dream—or die at the hands of the teacher."
"What do you know!"
Weggs's dark green eyes were almost filled with blood, he gritted his teeth and wanted to attack again - he didn't use much force in the blow just now, he just intended to shut up Ian.
But now, he has already made up his mind to shut up this poisonous junior, who somehow can inherit Hilliard's mantle!
However, just as Wiggs held up the long sword in his hand.
Ian threw the Yuantie epee in his hand to the ground.
At this moment, the knight in black armor heard the mocking laughter of the boy from the White People.
"I'm waiting for Ray."
The boy who has gone through complete compulsory education sneered, "What are you waiting for?"
Boom!
A thunderclap sounded, and the lightning pierced the night sky and the dark cliff top.
At the moment when the alarm bell rang in Weiggers' heart, the pale wrath of the sky descended from the sky close at hand!
The light goes up to the sky and down to the cliff, making the whole world black and white.
The target of this lightning bolt is naturally the only person wearing iron armor and holding a long metal sword—
Weggs' figure was engulfed by lightning in an instant!
(end of this chapter)
