"Then we’re finished!"
Countless wise n and scholars analyzed it, but unfortunately, there was no way.
The wind is free.
No matter how powerful their ans, they were powerless.
New Bal also led a team to intercept, but they couldn’t defend against the invisible wind, unable to regain control of the source of this Divine Object.
A year later.
The battle beca more and more fierce, and everywhere was the "Land of Silence," where people couldn’t make a sound, and all vibrations seed to vanish.
When New Bal arrived, it was no longer as easy as it was back then, saying, "I must take Rilla and Rex to the front lines to resist the disaster!"
"If I succeed, I will be the next Xiangtuo Mo, overcoming the disaster and being immortalized in the mythic verse of history!"
"I want to conquer the ’Gale Disaster’ and beco the new mythic epic."
Liu Jun saw him off: "May you beco the next Xiangtuo Mo!"
Half a month later, news ca; this ti, he did not succeed, gravely wounded, on the brink of death in that battle.
"To the sea!"
Before dying, the severely injured New Bal said.
In the Great Duke’s Mansion, Liu Jun quietly watched this once gallantly imposing Angel Emperor, sighed helplessly.
He regarded him only as an ordinary friend; the other had never entirely entered his heart.
But in the end, there were so complicated feelings.
The two children next to him cried out: "Father, you are a true hero. Without you, we wouldn’t have made it back!"
"No, this is all my fault."
New Bal sighed, "Actually, in the instant I killed the Giant Dragon King, I could control the Wind Divine Object, but at that ti, I hesitated..."
"I was thinking, releasing this Wind Disaster might be quite good too."
As the words fell.
All the angels were stunned.
Anger, shock, despair, pain, all the citizens looked at this once upright and brave Hero Emperor.
Rex suddenly roared, "Father, have you gone mad? You did it on purpose?"
New Bal said, "This land was too peaceful; I felt that in just a few hundred short years, they had already forgotten the suffering of the Xiangtuo Era. They only rembered the glory in history."
"No suffering? Where’s the glory?"
"You must know, our world is incredibly desperate, and every once in a while, the Divine Trial descends."
"I’ve always had a fear in my heart."
Liu Jun fed him a potion, "What are you afraid of?"
"Afraid of civilization heading towards destruction," said New Bal:
"After seeing the mysterious magic’s Divine Object, I keep thinking every night, what if this power isn’t controlled by you and runs rampant, what would happen?"
He glanced at Grand Mage Li Wei, showing a hint of deep fear.
It was precisely because he was too intelligent that he saw the horror of the ’Mysterious Disaster’ going berserk.
So he went crazy, not hesitating to take Grand Mage Li Wei into the royal city, protecting him layer upon layer.
Even.
During the Giant Dragon’s assassination, he sacrificed his beloved son to protect the Great Duke’s Mansion from intrusion.
His most cherished wife and children, could die.
Only Li Wei, could not die.
Every ti coming to the Duke’s Mansion, his heart was complicated, with so hatred for Li Wei, yet knowing it wasn’t his fault.
That foolish dragon, having never personally encountered it, didn’t know the horror of this "mystery," incredibly unafraid of unleashing an apocalyptic crisis!
This was mystery indeed.
Mystery, as if possessing infinite various powers!
"I kept thinking."
In his dying monts, his expression was dazed; the old man softly said:
"This ti the arrived ’Mystery’ was so terrifying; fortunately, it didn’t go berserk."
"What about the next Divine Trial? And the one after that? Perhaps even more terrifying Divine Objects will appear; luck will not always favor our Angel Race!"
His hunchbacked figure, at this mont, seed to regain the decisiveness of a young hero,
"I have to do sothing."
"I killed that short-sighted, stupid dragon; he always assassinated Grand Duke Li Wei; I need to take him totally with before I die, to accompany ."
"When I saw the Wind Divine Object, I hesitated, chose to release it."
He showed a hint of ferocity and cruelty,
"I want to awaken their fear of the Divine Trial, but this fear can’t be too great either."
"So, I chose the most familiar Wind Divine Object on earth; countless wind mages know it, so it certainly wouldn’t cause too great a disaster."
"I still have ambitions!"
His eyes flashed with a pathological madness, like a gambler plunged into a desperate plight,
"Before dying, not only do I want to be the Dragon Slayer Hero, but I also want to face the legendary Divine Object disaster personally. If I can defeat the ’Gale Disaster’ before dying, I can rival Xiangtuo Mo in defeating the ’Wisdom Disaster.’"
"If I can’t win, the way to resolve the disaster is left for future generations."
Unfortunately, he lost.
Clearly feeling the wind was the easiest Divine Object to deal with, full of confidence, but truly facing it, he found it terrifying.
Unlike Xiangtuo Mo, he didn’t find a way to solve the Wind Disaster, ultimately not that broad and powerful God of Knowledge.
His daughter Rilla cried out desperately, shouting:
"But, were you really right? This disaster has already beco too great; you are about to die, and Uncle Hillman was also infected by the Wind Disaster while protecting the people’s retreat, exploding in agony. In just a few months, over 30 million of our people have died, losing silently in ’silence.’"
"They wanted to let out a cry of despair, but not even a sound ca out; they had children, parents, lovers, their own dreams, but they all died! Died because of you, this king."
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