MTL - Cthulhu Gonfalon-Chapter 983 ·The fire does not go out, the heart does not die (below)
In the center of the hall in the underground of the temple, on the hilt of the sacred avenger, there is a burning flame that seems to be extinguished at any time.
But it was such a small flame, but it exudes a tough force, protecting the ball of light in the center of the hall, firmly resisting the orderly evil throughout the world.
It can even divide a little aftermath, and wrap the temple with only the remains of the ground on the ground, so that even the heroes who transcend the attributes and rules, they did not realize the existence at the beginning.
Yan Xiong flew carefully to the front of the flame, lest he should use too much force to extinguish it.
In the flame, he saw a figure of a pig man. This pig man is old and ugly, and he is as thin as a piece of wood. It seems that only one layer of skin is wrapped around him. It is a horror. But even so, it can be seen that his face is full of painful colors, apparently enduring great pain.
His body was shaking, but he supported a crutches and tried to stand up straight, not to lose balance due to pain and fall to the ground.
It took a few seconds for Yuxiong to recognize the pig man.
He is the newly promoted **** of the majesty, and is called the **** of salt making, "Falkin Pig," Fira Kenki.
Fira Kenki will appear in the last position of the "new order" against the glory of the Lord, and he is not surprised at all. He believes that this subordinate is loyal to himself. But he wondered why Ferra Kenkey would stand in the flames, like a fuel?
Those other gods, where are they going?
Yan Xiong felt that he had almost guessed the answer, but he would rather guess wrong.
He twitched out his tentacles and reached into the flame.
A very familiar force swept through, brave, firm, bright, loyal, and never yielded.
Of course he knows where this power comes from. This is the power of Leon. Although it is much stronger than the half-god Leon in his impression, the essence has not changed.
Along with this power, it is a wonderful power. This power is about the same as the Lord of the Order. It should be left by the Lord of Order, but it is already very weak, and without any intellect, it only operates unconsciously along the established way. It constantly draws strength from the flames and then converts it out to maintain the enchantment around the temple, avoiding the "new order" destroying the last sanctuary of the "old order" and completely erasing it. The last trace.
When Yuxiong reached into the flame with his tentacles, the wonderful power immediately entangled and tried to draw strength from him to transform into the power to maintain the enchantment.
The way to learn is to burn.
If he is willing, he can certainly stop his tentacles from burning. But he not only did not stop, but instead transmitted a lot of power in the past, so that the flames that were going to be extinguished suddenly burned and illuminate the entire hall.
Under the light of the fire, a mural appeared on the wall around the hall. These murals make Yan Xiong very familiar, a long scroll of narrative. When Xiong Xiong was swept away, he figured out all the contents - this long scroll, which recorded the resistance of the "old order" to the "new order."
As Yuxiong guessed, when Kaohsiung fell into the main plane with the kingdom of God, he was sent to the Lord of the Good, and the kingdom of God was split, based on the Nether City, to build a resistance to the glory. The position of the Lord.
After a period of time, the Lord of Order lost to the Lord of Glory and retreated to the Nether City. In the midst of that battle, he realized that with this position based on the "shelter", he finally resisted the glory of the Lord and barely maintained the situation.
To be honest, if the Lord of Glory really does his best, even if the Lord of the Order plus this position, plus the gods who come to help, most of them can't resist. But no one knows why, the Glorious Lord has drifted away after a fruitless attack. He did not appear here again, and even launched an attack on the Nether City defense line.
But this does not mean that He has let go of everyone. As the world order changes, the Nether City gradually becomes incompatible with the whole world. In order to maintain the existence of the defensive position, the gods thought a lot of methods and spent a lot of divine power, but they still could not support it. In the end, the defense line had to retreat and retreat. It has been retired to the core of the kingdom of God. And the temple that was built.
Retreating here, there is nowhere to go. A large number of mortals are sealed in the underground hall, and they are incompatible with the new era, and there is no way to survive under this so-called "new order." The gods who have fled here and there, can't adapt to the "new order" of the glory of the Lord of the Glory. There is no choice but to fight the battle.
Seeing despair, Leon, who had become the patron saint of the Nether City, stood up.
He negotiated with the Lord of the Order for a long time and finally found a solution to the problem.
Leon put his own sword in the hall, and then the Lord of the Order abandoned his own reason and turned himself into a strange flame. The flame itself is weak, but it can turn any of these fuels into powerful forces to maintain the guardian temple and reject the enchantment of the "new order" erosion.
The first **** to jump into the flames became fuel, it was Leon. He ignited himself, turning his body, soul, divinity, deity, and existence itself... all of it into fuel, igniting a bright, sun-like flame.
With this flame, the temple was finally held, and although the gods were saddened by the Lord of Order and the fall of the patron saint of the Nether City, they were finally relieved.
However, the power of the flame is not eternal. As the days pass by, the flames weaken day by day. Gradually, it is not enough to guard the temple.
When the flame is about to go out, the **** of justice, Jorgaardman, jumps into the flames, turns into fuel, takes over the burning Leon, continues to guard the temple, and guards everyone's last hope.
Then, one after another, the gods have become fuel. There are also some gods, evil spirits and demigods who can't stand this bleak death. They would rather rush out and fight fiercely... The last one to become fuel is the **** of the weakest salt-making **** in the remaining gods, Fira · Kenki.
On the scroll, many of the gods left their last words before jumping into the flame, and at the end of the scroll is the last words of Fira Kenki:
I am Feira Kenki, a pig-headed man who has nothing to do, only relying on the ingenuity of the invention and the promotion of the Lord of the Void, he was lucky enough to become a **** and gained immortality. Many people say that maybe I am the weakest **** in the world.
In a little while, I will be part of the flame after my companions, trying to guard my place with my insignificant power to guard the last positions of our "old order."
I don't think that what we agree with and insist on is old and wrong, and my companions are also. Everyone becomes a flame one by one, not for victory, but to protect our last dignity and to guard those who are willing to believe us until we finally stand with us.
Perhaps our flames will eventually go out, and the people we want to guard will die, but we struggle to the last moment, no matter whether it is a strong enemy or death, we have not let us bow.
The reason why life is noble is not the strength of strength or the level of God, but the courage to face the enemy and face death. I am not sure whether these scrolls can be passed down, but I believe that even under the sinister and cruel "new order", some people will have the courage to live in desperation and in the face of death. attitude!
Finally, may our Lord of the Voids be able to return; may this picture be able to record our final gestures and determinations and present them in front of you; may you overcome the supreme villain and restore the world to the right direction. .
We can't wait for you to come back, but we will always bless you.
The flame that we have turned into may be extinguished; but the mood we bless you forever will always exist!
