Sword of Daybreaker

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A sudden surge of mana waves in the vicinity interrupted Gawain’s thoughts. He quickly followed his perception and saw the layers of pale-gold aura suddenly emerge from the air, and in the center of the aura, the high-order dragon The silhouette of the priest Heragore is gradually turning from reality to reality.

The dragon priest completed the teleportation, then stepped onto the terrace from in midair and came to Gawain.

“Mr. Heragore,” Gawain looked at the Dragon Race Priest that he visited unexpectedly, “We only met yesterday-it seems that Dragon God has something to talk to me today?”

“He hopes to meet you now,” said Herragor blunt. “If we can, we will start now.”

Gawain is waiting for a response. Amber and Veronica just came to the terrace. They also saw the high priest appearing here. Amber looked a little surprised: “Hey? Isn’t that the big Priest?”

“Another invitation,” Gawain smiled to the two nodded, “You and Melitta wait for me, I will go as soon as I go.”

He then briefly confessed with Amber and Veronica, and returned to Heragore-the uneasy feeling in his heart kept him from delaying any time, and soon followed Heragore ‘S teleportation magic spell left this terrace.

After the familiar sense of time and space displacement, the light and shadow in front of Gawain have gradually dispersed. He arrived at the upper temple on the top of the mountain, and Hellagor stood beside him. The corridor leading to the hall extended straight forward .

At the end of the corridor, the wide, gorgeous but empty hall does not seem to change. The round table and refreshments used to entertain guests are still arranged in the center of the hall, while the fair-haired Dragon God Enya is quiet Standing at the round table, looking at this side with a gentle and quiet sight.

At this time, instead of waiting in the hallway outside the hall, Hlagor followed Gawain into the hall, and naturally stood behind the dragon god’s side, standing beside him like a servant.

Gawain came to the round table and greeted the god in front of him slightly nodded. He then sat down naturally, but before he asked about the situation, Dragon God had broken the silence on his own initiative: “You should return to Loren Continent.”

Gawain suddenly stunned, the other party’s words sounded like a sudden and blunt Expulsion Order, but soon he realized what: “Are things out of order?”

Dragon God did not at all answer positively, only lightly said: “You have what you should do… need you there now.”

Almost instantly, Gawain felt that his uneasiness from last night was finally confirmed. He had the urge to leave Taerlund right now, and the god sitting opposite him had already expected this. At one point, the other party smiled lightly and said: “I will arrange for Melitta to send you back to Loren, but you don’t have to worry-we still have some time, at least, a few more words.”

Gawain has suppressed the impulse in his heart, and also thought that if the situation of Loren Continent has changed dramatically, then Dragon God will certainly not invite himself to chat so slowly, since he invited himself here instead of directly a Divine Spell “threw” his own line back to Loren Continent, which shows that the situation is still marginal.

Thinking of this, he felt a little curiosity in his heart: “What are we talking about today?”

“Only one thing,” the Dragon God’s eyes fell on Gawain. “I want to talk to you… The mortal and the gods finally ended.”

“Finally, the mortal and the gods finally ended?” Gawain looked towards the opposite side with some doubt, “You mean…”

Dragon Divine Eyes with seriousness in God, he looked at Gawain’s eyes: “We have understood several futures of people and gods on this planet-the sailor chose to destroy all the uncontrollable gods and died in the black trap Civilization is destroyed by its own gods, and unfortunately civilizations can’t even resist natural disasters like magic tide. In the process of development, they went to the end with their gods, and the last kind…Tallond’s eternal cradle .

“Gawain Cecil, Foreign Domain Rogue, the above is all I have seen in these 188,170,000 years, seeing all the trajectories of mortals and gods on this spiral trajectory that is constantly entangled. But I want to hear your opinion now. In your opinion… Is there another kind of future between mortals and gods, a kind… a future that no one has ever traveled before?”

Gawain’s hand reaching for the oak cup on the table stopped to bear.

This is a question that he did not expect, and it is a question that seems to him to be extremely difficult to answer-he doesn’t even think there will be an answer to this question, because even the gods can’t predict the trajectory of civilization, How can he accurately describe it?

But the Dragon God is still looking at him very seriously. As a god, he even showed unexpected expectations at the moment.

Maybe…the other party really thinks that Gawain’s “Foreign Domain Rogue” can bring him some answers beyond the brutal rules of this World.

Gawain still picked up the oak cup and tasted the taste of the liquid in the cup. His mind was gradually letting go-he wanted to answer this question seriously, and in thought, he finally got the answer gradually.

“I want to confirm a problem first-do they fail because there is something wrong with this road?”

“…I don’t know, because no one came to the end, they were too late when they started, so no one can witness the final result of this road.”

“So the road is still there,” Gawain laughed. “Someone has to take a walk-maybe there is another way in the world, but unfortunately, mortals are a creature with limited power and wisdom. , We have no way to go through each path, only choose one way to try. I choose to try this one-if it succeeds, it is very good, if it fails, I only hope that others have the opportunity to find out Another way out.”

The dragon god looked at Gawain quietly, and the latter also quietly responded to the god’s gaze.

“Amazed me,” Dragon God finally smiled and took the head. “Actually, at first I thought you would choose the route of the sailor… You are closely related to those heritages, and you are most likely to dig out from those heritages. Power, it is even possible to call the powerful fleet back, but in all your thoughts, there has never been that legacy.”

“The sailor has left–whether they will come back or not, I am willing to assume that they will not come back again,” Gawain said frankly. “They… are indeed powerful, so powerful that they awesome to this planet’s mortal However, in my opinion, their route may not be suitable for any race except them.

“I did consider digging out some power from those heritages, but after learning about those things about 187, 000 years ago, I realized one thing—

“Some things, if you miss it, you miss it. After all, mortals can rely on it. After all, you still have your own power. You still have to take your own way out.”

A faint pure and holy radiance floats above the hall, and the faintly discernable ethereal echoes come from far away.

Dragon God smiled, did not make any comments, nor raised any questions, he just pointed to the snacks on the table: “Come on, you can’t eat outside Tallond .”

Gawain did not shy away. He tasted some unknown pastries and then stood up.

“I should leave,” he said, “Thank you for your hospitality.”