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“Colossal Dragons has no future,” Queen Madara replied: “Maybe you can struggle on the at the death’s door, but they lost their Dragon God shelter, and soon the bloodline will become thinner, and the new Dragon Race will not Maybe again. Maybe in a thousand years later, everyone will see the last Colossal Dragon in the world close their eyes. Of course, if we can wait until that day…”

“So, after all, what are your counter-measures?”

“Yes, in my opinion, we still have two ways to go.” Queen Madara looked at him. There was a deep ray of light in the depths of the purple scorpion: “One way is to restart this World, just like the public. God has done the authors in the past few eras, Dragon of Twilight has taken the authority, but we also have a new Marsha, Dragon of Twilight is sealed to Saint, the only three highest privileges, as long as you and Isis nodded and we began to pull again, but it is foreseeable that in the next era, our strength will be weaker, not to mention that the power of Isis will be unbalanced, and mortals may be enslaved, but at least civilized. You can continue to inherit.”

“Isis has seen me,” Brando replied. “She said this to me, but I will not approve it. I will not agree with this road.”

“There is only another way left. In oracles, a great monarch is coming to our World. It will open Marsha’s treasure house and guide his people. The gods’ Will crowns him at the cloud summit. At that moment, the entire Vaunde will sing for him, defeat Twilight, and our World will usher in a bright future.”

Brando looked at Queen Madara, and the two eyes met in midair. The owner of Mercury Staff, Will, was firm and not a shake. Brando’s eyes were calm and calm, as if there were thousands of times in his eyes, he looked at it at the same time. It is history, present and future, but there is only one answer.

That answer, he has already decided.

“If it is you, your majesty, what choice would you make? Just like your father?”

“No, now this World is relying on your choice, Mr Count.”

Brando sighed at one breath and shook his head.

“So you decided that?”

“I have already decided, isn’t that so, at the moment, many people on this World are making one’s own decisions. These decisions may not matter for Vaunde, but in the end, they will change history. process.”

Queen Madara thought of Brando’s previous words at this moment, but she was obviously not satisfied with the answer.

What Vaunde needs is a king, not a warrior.

“Don’t talk big,” she remembered one’s own father: “I know your determination and Will, but your death doesn’t help for this World. We don’t need faith and ideals, but resistance to Twilight.”

“But if we don’t have faith and ideals, the World of Civilization has no order and compassion for the weak. Even if we defeat Twilight, what is the difference between our World and chaos?”

“Don’t shift the topic, sir, the problem is that we have no way to beat Twilight!”

The Queen’s tone began to contain anger.

“Your Majesty,” Brando’s tone is very gentle: “If I were the Supreme monarch in your mouth, just like the father in your memory, maybe one day World won Twilight under my rule, but in the next era, It will face the same dilemma as us. Could it be that every era, do people have to hope for a savior to save them?”

“This is the so-called Age of Mortals?”

“Your Majesty,” Brando sighed. “Don’t forget, the order is not dead. Twilight didn’t die a thousand years ago. Your father used his death to prove the cycle. The four sages created the country, and now what happened? The title of Fool is a heavy title, because it tells us that we need more than just the sages of an era.”

He shook his head: “I think we have made a lot of mistakes in the past, and in the future I see, people need no more sages and nobles, nor God races and Various Gods. In the times, the gods are no longer, the heroes have passed away, and the mortals will move forward in their own way, opening up a difficult road in the thorns and the darkness. Perhaps that era will be humble, and the order is like a faint candlelight in the night, but at least The road ahead is no longer Twilight, but Dawn, hope forever.”

“Sounds great, what about Dragon of Twilight?”

Brando was silent for a moment, and his eyes flashed with a strange rays of light. He seemed to see everything he had seen in the boundaries of the elements.

He saw Ms. Tata and the Saints looking at one’s own gaze. He saw Saers gently nod to himself. He even saw the majestic silhouette of one’s own grandfather, the earth Sword Saint Darus, the old man reef remark Hair, only turned silently, bent over and picked up one’s own sabre from the ground, leaving him with a silent back.

He has more things in his eyes that he didn’t have in the past. It seems that after getting the answer, there is only one firmness left.

“I assure you,” Brando said, “Suddenly to Majesty Queen Madara, and everyone present at the scene said: “Everything I see will be realized.”

Madara Queen subconsciously wants to refute.