Civilization: Beyond Two Worlds

Down the river, along the river of origin, fighting, chasing, and moving forward.

Distorted dragons, mad humans, they have their own obsessions and yearn for the final result, just like two swimming fish swimming desperately in the torrent of fate, floating up and down in this liquid substance that should not exist in the world, Either way, the end is ahead.

The river will take them where they want to go.

Kant was laughing wildly.

The dragon also roared incessantly.

Negotiation is useless, pleading is useless, advice is useless, there is only one solution left, primitive and pure, fighting, fighting, until the enemy falls, this is the tradition and instinct that has passed through countless eras, and it is the most effective. The solution...physically wipe out the dissident.

So Trixis also slowly became crazy in the counterattack.

They fought, they fought, they chased, whether it was a man or a dragon, they all turned back to beasts.

In the long Zihe River full of energy, time, space, matter, and spirit seem to have lost their meaning. Whether it is Kant or Trixis, they no longer care about where they are and where they have come. The distortion is huge. The dragon no longer thinks about his race and glory, Kant forgot life and death, protection and commitment, they just want to kill each other and remove obstacles, so the idea becomes extremely persistent, pure because of madness, endless mysterious elements Wrap around the body, even unified.

Then there is the response.

In an instant, the liquid element became extremely hot, and the light in front of him shone, as if the flow rate of the river instantly became a thousand times faster, pushing them, just like the flood pushing two fishes, riding the wind and roaring down, in an instant. Across infinite distances... no, the word instant doesn't even apply.

Because the same is crossed...maybe there is still time.

From flowing to stagnation, from overspeed to stillness, it may only take a moment. One second, he was still drifting with the waves in the endless river of origin, and the next moment he was in mid-air, falling down.

Looking around, there is darkness, and the endless darkness is dotted with stars.

The mighty River of Origin also disappeared.

The Greywind swarm slammed into dispersal, condensed a disc under his feet, and the Star Power Divine Ring unfolded its light wings, protecting Kant to land slowly. Under his feet was a platform suspended in the void, and the brass-colored ground stretched forward. The unfamiliar realm is extremely vast, suspended in the unknown nothingness, and there is still oxygen.

The fire of the phoenix shone in Kant's eyes, and the twilight royal family was the highest in the mainland, and the pupil technique to see through all falsehoods was useless here. The emptiness of the columns and steps, as if everything stems from an incomprehensible mystery.

The most important thing is that the time and space power of the Holy King has given him a keen sense of space and time, but here, he only feels disordered chaos, rupture and separation.

The next moment, Kant's expression changed drastically.

Because he can no longer perceive the space anchor left on the surface.

The coordinates and location of the White Mist World are indistinct.

In this dimensional chaos, he has been unable to open the door.

Kant turned around and looked around, the dark distance, the shining stars, the unknown field, the road ahead, the invisible end, the incomparable strangeness, everything left him.

Just like the beginning.

He looked around blankly, circle after circle, his face was expressionless, his eyes were calm, his body was stiff, he didn't speak, his expression changed, his eyes didn't change, and there was nothing.

With a loud bang, Trixis landed from another place.

The distorted dragon looked at this unknown realm shining in the starry sky, first stunned, then ecstatic: "Here! Here! Is this the place between ascension? Is this the realm where the Dragon God promised me!"

Then, his cheers turned into anger: "Wait! Why didn't I hear the orders of Akatum! Why did the river of origin disappear? Where the **** is this place? Why didn't the holy dragon come to meet him? Why didn't my **** appear before me? Where is this place!"

Kant turned to look at him with a blank expression.

Tricis opened his mouth and roared, spitting venom from his **** mouth, spreading his wings and waving his tentacles: "Kant! Are you kidding me! What is this place?"

Light blades stretched out from his arms, and the swarm condensed into sharp razors.

The visor closes.

Kant's eyes shone with dazzling purple awns.

The voice was distorted calmly.

"A place of burial."

Sprinting and leaping, the figure rotates, the light blade flashes with brilliance, and it slashes down.

Dan Feng Lucerne.

Maple Leaf Palace, the hall of audience.

"Goethe founded the country for hundreds of years, the butchering knife of Teldaril has never fallen on his own head, the descendants of the seven heroes rule this country with morality and wisdom, but you wield a **** blade and slaughter innocent people with violence and terror man, you have ruined the glory of your ancestors!"

A fierce rebuke was aimed at the delicate flowers.

In the audience hall, dark crowds, nobles in luxurious robes, casters with detached posture, soldiers in armor, civil servants in smart clothes, leaders of classes, factions, and Goethe political circles gathered here. All eyes turned to the beautiful figure.

Goethe's little princess, the beautiful pearl, Tina-Teddariel, before today, people's impression of her as a beautiful, dignified, weak and delicate princess is her legendary experience of voluntarily dispatching the empire and experiencing setbacks and tribulations. The legendary love she met with Kant.

But now, they were stunned and disbelieving.

The slaughter, repression and bloodshed that shook Danfeng Lucerne came from the hands of this weak princess.

People's eyes shifted from Her Highness Tina's calmness to her icy-cold beauty, to what she held in her right hand. Princess Goethe of the Enchanting Continent made a record silently—she may be the first one in Goethe and even in the world. A princess with an axe in attendance at the political center of a country.

She is here today, facing the influx of accusations, criticism and crowds.

The **** repression only temporarily deterred the black hands who were about to move. Tina's iron-blooded repression made speculators and conspirators fearful, and they regarded it as Tina's reliance... In any case, Kant, who was in charge of the deterrent force, still It's a sharp sword hanging over everyone's heads.

But that doesn't mean that temptation and intrigue will end.

After all, whether there is reliance or bluffing will always be tested.

As for what to try?

There is no shortage of self-righteous fools and pawns who think they are chess players.

With just a little push, you can make waves.

It's like the young officials who are impassioned and furious here at this very moment.

Born into a poor family, he was selected for his spell qualifications and worked as an apprentice for a period of time. Because of his limited qualifications, he gave up the arcane path. Relying on the knowledge he learned during his apprenticeship and his broadened horizons, he started to pursue a career in politics, passed the judicial examination, and became a civil servant. , climb up step by step.

Ambitious, no background, so like to gamble.

He said proudly: "This is a betrayal of the ancestors of Teldaril, a betrayal of the pioneering spirit and Goethe tradition! The most important thing is, Princess Tina, why you..."

Before he could finish speaking, Tina said coldly: "So for hundreds of years, Goede has weakened, lost its glory, and invaded and bullied foreign enemies, so that speculators and selfish people can bet on both sides, but true patriots have Heroic sacrifice, this kind of behavior must end, the blood and screams of traitors will deter those with wicked hearts... At this special moment, all means are allowed!"

"Including killing innocents? Including killing people who speak out for the future of this country?"

The young official stepped forward and said sternly: "Then kill me too! Just wake up the numb people with my blood and let them see what's right! What's wrong!"

Tina watched his performance quietly, then shook her head: "I won't kill you."

There was a hint of joy in the other party's eyes, and he wanted to continue provocation.

But then, Tina said: "You may think that you made the right bet, that you are scolding me here, accusing us, to gain political leverage for yourself, to charge for your master, you think I dare not kill you because Now, all nobles, generals, Your Excellency and adults are watching here, and I order you to be executed in front of them, which will definitely lead to everyone's opposition and disgust... So you are unscrupulous."

"Right?"

Without hesitation, the man opened his mouth and said, "This is the most shameless accusation, I..."

"—but you're wrong, I'm not here to kill you, not because I'm afraid, but to kill you now, it's too cheap for you." Tina looked away from his face and looked at everyone The face, as if remembering, "I want to wait for Kant to come back, wait for Kant to come back with victory and victory, wait for your master behind the scenes, and even after the council, elves, empires, and all the conspirators die, wait for you disgusting people. When the dog has lost its protection and promise, and shrank through life in endless panic and remorse..."

Her gaze returned to the other's face: "Take everything from you again, and let you cry and die."

The official suddenly changed color.

Even the faces of many people changed.

Because Tina clearly meant something.

And, unabashedly.

And for a while, they didn't even know what to say.

After a while, a spellcaster coughed softly: "His Royal Highness Tina, President Oschrein asked me to convey his views. The Royal Law Society has expressed concern and uneasiness about Teldaril's recent actions..."

Tina's eyes turned back: "The specific situation, I have already stated in the open letter, please goethe's spellcasters understand the meaning of the motherland, with your wisdom and vision, can't you see who is provoking the chaos of Goethe today? Are you right? Before you were members of the Austrian Council, weren't you Goethes?"

Before the mage could answer, another nobleman shouted: "What qualifications do you have to question this? Before you became the fiancee of the Aurora people, weren't you a Goethe? You are just defending your Aurora concubine! The interests of your own motherland can be betrayed, and even slaughter your compatriots!"

"Hong San!" Tina snapped, "write down his name!"

Hong San, who made his name in Danfeng Lucerne because of the stunning visual effects of the two days, took a step forward, his eyes passed through the crowd, and swept the speaker's face.

"Yes, mistress," he said. "The illegitimate child of the Richter family has been recorded."

"His Royal Highness Tina! Don't you think this behavior is too much!"

"Excessive? You have now drawn a clear line between Kant and this country? Then why didn't he say he was an outsider when he joined the Song Moon War? Why didn't he say he was an outsider when he annihilated the five elf legions in Valentine? He is a thousand miles away. Why didn't he say that he was an outsider when he came to the aid of Danfeng Lucerne and repulsed the expeditionary army?"

Tina roared: "He is still fighting for the interests of Goethe, but you are shrinking because of fear. You are afraid of the pressure of the nations and the pressure of the Arcane Council, but aren't you afraid of Kant? The elf thought. To destroy Goethe, you have to send hundreds of thousands of troops on an expedition across the sea, Kant razed Danfeng Lucerne, only a forbidden spell is needed to fall from the sky - you are not afraid of him!?"

"But he's obviously doing it for himself..."

"—he's not! Also, are you talking now for this country?"

"You screwed up—"

"I will engrave these words on your and your family's tombstones!"

"Just think about yourself! A few months ago, you borrowed money from big nobles and big businessmen in the empire, promising huge profits, and now they are preparing to demand immediate repayment!"

One after another, at first it was just the noise of a few people, and later, the chaotic environment caused more people with ghosts to start shouting.

They were all frightened by the cruelty of the Song Moon War, and this time it was not an attack by an alien race, but a targeted war, which could be negotiated, compromised, attracted, and benefited.

"The fleets of the nations are approaching Bibo Province, the imperial army has moved on the border, and the domestic elf army has not yet retreated, and Goethe is facing an even greater crisis! Where is Kant!?"

"Goethe is our country! Not a puppet of the Aurora! Now the situation is that we face the hostility of the whole world, and Kant is nowhere to be seen!"

"Why block the news? Why monopolize that material? Goethe is a small country. Without this qualification, we don't want to fight! Why don't we use this new resource to make good relations with countries in exchange for asylum?"

"This is Goethe's land! It is Goethe's resource! We are entitled to decide his use, not to follow Kant's wishes and be involved in a war with the world!"

"He saved us, and we are willing to repay him, but if what he asks in return is to fight against the world with him - then we refuse!"

"Why did you give the order? Why is the Archduke's signet ring in your hands? Did you conspire with Kant to plot against the Archduke! We demand immediately..."

Standing behind Tina, the Snowfall Sword Saint clenched the hilt of the sword. Landiston, the second son of the Grand Duke, who was in the military, tried to speak several times, but was stopped by the younger sister's eyes.

Because before that, Tina had told him not to speak out or take a stand unless it was a critical moment. Military power and violence are the last resort and guarantee, and they are also the thread that people most fear and fear. Take a stand and make swingers aware of it.

He could only silently watch the once gentle and elegant little sister sternly fight back against the surging accusations.

"I don't care if you are stupid or evil, I don't care who made the promise to you, I don't care who your new master is - Kant isn't dead yet! You're right! Goethe is a small country, so we don't have a choice! You don't Dare to refuse the demands of the countries, can you refuse Kant's orders! If you want to be qualified to refuse, now is your only hope! Self-reliance! Self-reliance! Self-improvement!"

"This is the path I have chosen for Goethe!"

Hysterical squabbling, cursing, ranting.

Reformers, patriots, compromisers, speculators, cowards.

People fight over positions, fears, and interests.

However, the saddest thing is... Even though a considerable number of people are not pawns bought and used by the nations, they still do not agree with the path Tina chose.

Why fight.

Why did Goethe monopolize that mysterious element.

Protected vassals are more secure and people can rest and recuperate.

Goethe is a small country, and a small country must have the consciousness of a small country.

Why follow Kant to risk wealth and wealth?

-We are already rich!

The fierce dispute, the chaotic noise, was finally ended by a shock, the side door slammed open, and a majestic figure stepped into the audience hall. Archduke Reknos was fully dressed and strode towards the throne under the silent and surprised gaze of everyone. , staring at his sword like a lion.

"...Grand Duke!"

Someone shouted: "Goethe needs your guidance and salvation!"

Goethe's ruler turned a deaf ear, and stopped in front of Tina.

Tina's flush of excitement and fury faded, turning pale.

"Tina..." Archduke Reknos whispered, "I'm sorry."

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PS1: ...Nima's, it's been a really tough time to write, and it's almost over.

PS2: Damn, it actually started from the Gerrywind swarm. Not long after I wrote it, the locust plague in Africa exploded, scaring everyone to death. Fortunately, the ball died in India. If it flew to China... , Fortunately, the scene in the next episode is relatively small...

PS3: It's a **** coincidence. When I was thinking about it, I was thinking, what kind of African-inspired insect plague is there? The first thought was the scarab, Egypt, and then I thought, the scarab is the dung beetle, I wrote this, you guys I will definitely slander my reputation again, saying that I am playing that **** again, and then I think of the locust plague, and then I write about it, and then... Now I think about it, I am a little scared.