Son of the Tower

Chapter 51 The Road Ahead

When he was lying on the bed, listening to what brother Colt and his mentor said, Mars was still wondering why more than 1 children who couldn't control themselves were tested together.

But when he closed his eyes, when those forgotten memories returned to his mind, and when he appeared above the sea of ​​psychic energy again, Mars finally had a clear realization—it turned out that he was dreaming every night. After that, they will all come to the surface of the sea.

In the process of falling, Mars glanced at the wrench in his hand... It turned out that all of this is because of you, which is why those robbers want to get you so much.

Falling into the sea of ​​psychic energy and splashing ripples, Mars did not lose consciousness this time, and adjusted his body in the air. When he landed, he found himself back in that garden again.

But this time there were no children running, no knights and ladies, just endless ruins.

"Welcome to the 79th year of the new era, child." The voice from the ancestor made Mars turn his head, and then he saw his ancestor and a dog he was holding in his hand.

"Ancestor..." Mars yelled, paying attention to the dog at the same time... It's not wrong to be a small canine creature, and his eyes didn't lie to him.

But Mars's sixth sense is called Shanxiang, because it feels that the dog in front of him is not a real dog at all.

"Ah, you also seem to feel that this thing is a bit strange, right? I found this thing following you when you came here last time, so I took it off when you went back." Speaking of which, the ancestor kicked Feet the dog, in exchange for its barking: "It's a dog raised by my old friend, just don't worry about it."

An old friend of the ancestors?
Mars thought about it, and then his head was covered with white hair—you still have old friends of this size?
I really dare not think about it, dare not think about it.

Mars' ancestor whistled, and a house-elf came and took the dog, and he motioned for Mars to follow him.

As he walked into the distance, Mars saw the devastation stretching, the city riddled with bomb craters.

He thought about it, the year 79 of the New Era... Well, it seems to be the year that Copenhagen, the capital of the First Northernist Commune, was captured by the Royal Restoration Army.

"Is this... Copenhagen?" Mars asked.

"It seems that you recognized it. I'm curious, how did you recognize it." Mars' ancestor asked, although he didn't look back.

"You said it was taught by my history teacher in 79." Mars replied.

"You are a child who likes knowledge very much, the type I like." There was a hint of joy in the ancestor's voice.

"Because my mentor said that knowledge is power, and I deeply believe it, ancestor." Mars replied, and at the same time he was a little proud of his ancestor's praise.

"Your mentor is Yu Xianzhe, he is indeed a good sage, but he is also a very stubborn old guy, but if you don't understand anything, you can ask him." The ancestor of Mars nodded: "You have something on your mind. I can see that Yu Xian must have told you. What he said is right. Without strength, you can't protect anyone."

"I know, ancestor, but I want to know how I can become stronger." Of course, Mars understood the identity of the apex in front of him, his ancestor here.

"Psychic energy is ideal, because before the great destruction, it did not exist. Similarly, when the great destruction was opened by stupid mortals, spiritual energy and various abilities appeared, and since then, idealism has become Materialism, because it does exist, so what you have to do is to carry out your beliefs.” Speaking of this, the ancestor of Mars stopped before the broken bridge.

Here, Mars saw the wall on the opposite side of the bridge.

"follow me."

The ancestor stepped forward, and Mars watched the broken bridge repairing itself. Following him, Mars felt the flow of time. The fallen leaves that had stopped in the air began to fly, and the world began to burn again. The corpses on the ground, the bullets The smell of bullet casings, blood and gunpowder smoke are all returning to the world.

After crossing the bridge, Mars followed behind the ancestor and stopped in front of a wall.

The wall is full of dead bodies, they were full of scars, but in the end it was the bullet that killed them.

"Humanity has never learned anything from history. War, peace, revolution, these six words traverse the planet under our feet. When I was a mortal, there were some people who overturned the oppression of the people. Dashan changed the destiny of a country, and in that turbulent era, it achieved the initial beauty..." Speaking of this, the ancestor sighed: "It's a pity that the enemies of these people are much stronger than themselves, so It's all over, these young men fought to the end, but it didn't help...."

"But they have a clear conscience, they are loyal to their beliefs and beliefs, and are even willing to give their lives... You want to tell me that the same is true for achievement legends, don't you?" Mars had heard of this story. At that time, the first The Commune had come to an end, and many soldiers loyal to it had to surrender for their lives.

But there was a company of soldiers in the First Commune who refused to surrender until they died, and they all died under this wall in the end.

"Yes, there are similarities between psychic power and faith. You must choose a path for your future. I have no intention of interfering with your future. No matter what kind of person you become, you are my descendants. I made a little bastard, and I will definitely tear off the head off your neck one day in the future." Having said this, the ancestor laughed twice, then he turned his body and looked at Mars.

He saw the pure white oath taking shape on Mars' hands.

"I have good friends I want to protect, people I want revenge, and futures I want to see with my own eyes. I have a belief that sounds complicated, but I feel that if I can't do these things, my life will be nothing. In any sense, I can't avenge my father, and I can't protect my good friend, and I can't even see the future I dreamed... That kind of feeling is really uncomfortable, ancestor." Mars looked at the little boy in front of him. Existence, he looked at his ancestors: "So, what should I do."

"Put it into my chest..." the ancestor said and came in front of Mars. He watched Mars slap the proof of the oath of the existence of the energy body into his chest, then stretched out his hand and patted it. His little head: "Remember, this represents the direction of a psyker. The more perfect you are, the more promotions you can get."

Then the ancestor lifted the broken hair on Mars' forehead again, and kissed it lightly.

"You have to remember the oath you made today... well, go back, go back to the time you were in, and then, go to fulfill your ambition."

(End of this chapter)