"Their appearance in masses is surely the best evidence of the Fire Revival and the impending human era, isn’t it?"
Jelaba remained silent.
A tall woman adorned with more red on her robe said, "Exhibitionist, I reluctantly acknowledge so correctness in your view, but you know how strong the darkness we face is. Not to ntion the forr Starry Kingdom, even a few hundred years ago in Trolian, we were far behind."
Luo Weiya retorted angrily, "Red Queen, do you understand what a low point is? What a rebound is? If we continue at this pace, we will soon surpass the forr Trolian!"
The woman, known as the Red Queen, sneered, "Barbarian, have you considered another possibility? Sotis, a person may suddenly appear vibrant and energetic before death, but that doesn’t an they’re recovering. After a brief excitent cos death. The short-lived prosperity before destruction is quite similar to our current situation."
These words severely wounded Luo Weiya’s confidence, and he roared in anger, "What did you say? You wretched woman, are you hoping for our demise? Are you a Doomsday believer? Was it you who invaded Archbishop Horus’s soul? I’ve been wondering why the head of the Descender Sect is so well hidden, yet impossible to find..."
The Red Queen’s face darkened imdiately, "What nonsense are you talking..."
"Stop arguing!"
An elderly voice interrupted the tense confrontation; it was the elder at the front.
"It’s been nine years, hasn’t it, since we seven Fire Sons truly gathered together without using phantoms and Spiritual Avatars."
"Yes, indeed, sir Alehon," Jelaba sighed softly, "The last gathering was due to the King of Night’s invasion, back when Vittorio was still with us."
Everyone’s faces held so somber expression, but Peibela quickly dispelled it, "His sacrifice was aningful and indirectly led to Misha’s rise. If his spirit is aware in the Fire Paradise, he would surely be comforted."
The old man known as Alehon turned his head and sighed softly, "In these fifty years, I’ve witnessed many heroes rise and fall. My contemporaries, except for Ando, have all passed away, as have my descendants and their descendants. This scene today is unprecedented in my life, and sothing we’ve dread of achieving."
He paused, his gaze sweeping over each face.
Everyone who t his eyes couldn’t help but stand straighter.
Alehon was not only senior but also the strongest among them. The respect for him ca from the heart of every Fire Son.
"Undoubtedly, we stand at a crossroads of destiny. Whether it symbolizes ascent or a brief resurgence before a great catastrophe, I hope we can unite and lead Trolian forward."
"Grandpa Alehon is absolutely right."
A Fire Son with a face shrouded in dark veil said, "If fate dooms humanity to destruction, at least we’ve struggled before the end. If fate favors us, then we will completely overbalance its scales."
This statent gained much agreent.
Gray-haired Peibela smiled, "Dark Moon Princess, you’ve grown up."
The Fire Son called the Dark Moon Princess did not respond; she stood quietly, dark water waves surrounding her, appearing serene and proud.
Everyone was accustod to this, and Jelaba said loudly, "Let’s go, let’s visit young Rod at the Holy Fire Sacrificial Ground. His soul has grown stronger again, and I’ve never seen such balanced strength in a soul. Perhaps, as Luo Weiya said, he truly is our beacon."
Luo Weiya snorted, "The first beam of light tearing the darkness before dawn, the revival angel brought to us by the will of fire."
Jelaba smiled without argunt.
The seven Fire Sons flickered and disappeared from the castle’s rooftop.
anwhile, on the other side of the castle, three Great Knight Captains were about to leave too.
Before leaving, Pure Radiance and Moonlight Knight Olivia teased, "Alan, young Rod’s popularity rivals yours. Are you a bit jealous?"
Vow of Victory, First Knight Alan smiled, "Oli, I am happy."
Dawn Light, Holy Sword Knight Viheler shouted, "Alan, you don’t get it. Olivia wants to make a move on young Rod."
Olivia’s face turned crimson, "Nonsense, little one. Do you want a fight?"
Viheler glanced at her, "What? Am I afraid of you? Fatty!"
Bang!
Three swords crossed in the air, one being Olivia’s Moonlight Sword, another Viheler’s Holy Sword, and above them, Alan’s Holy White Great Sword.
"Don’t fight."
Alan said gently.
"Save so energy; maybe we can bring Kai out of the Life Coffin sooner."
Olivia and Viheler’s faces dimd; Sun Knight Kai’s decline was a perpetual regret in their hearts.
The two silently sheathed their swords and followed Alan to the Holy Fire Sacrificial Ground.
——
——
If Archbishop Horus hadn’t arrived early, Rod would have been overwheld by the crowd.
Being overwheld was one thing; with Rod’s current power, he wouldn’t drown, but the terrifying part was people eagerly touching him, as if a touch of the legendary rising star would grant them his qi fortune.
User Comments
0 comments from readers