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God races are Earth people, so as a pure Earth person, it seems that everything has a reasonable explanation.

For a while, he stuttered and said: “So… I am the only one who has the highest authority except Romaine?”

Marsha gently daggers.

She softly started talking:

“So you understand, my child, now you will be the only hope of this world, until that day, the fate of Vaunde will depend on your choice -“

Marsha’s voice was as soft and peaceful as ever, but Brando tightened his brow: “I don’t understand, Mother Marsha, I don’t understand!”

“Since the age of Azure, the gods have passed away, not to create an Age of Mortals? Amber is the Holy Sword of mortal dominance. If World’s survival is still tied to someone’s hand, how can it be called? Is it our self-help?”

“If,” he could not help but raise his voice: “If one day. There is no such a savior in this world, where will people go? In that era. Who is going to fight against Dragon of Twilight? If this Is the future we foresee, then what is the significance of its existence?”

“Mother Marsha, could it be that everything we do, just to get everything back to the original point?”

Brando suddenly felt a little lost. If this World needs only a Supreme king, a savior, what is the difference between him and The Silver Queen?

What qualifications does he have, accusing the Silver Queen of doing everything wrong?

Dragon of Darkness Odin with four sages. What is the significance of the devotees of countless sages?

No, this may not be the case.

He couldn’t help but raise the head and seemed to want to get an answer on the mother’s face.

However, Marsha just looked at him and smiled slightly.

“This is very good, my child,” she suddenly raised her hands, and in her hand she held a crown of light: “This is really good, maybe one day, you will remember what you said today.”

“what?”

Marsha softly interrupted his words:

“Brando. You have to understand that for this war, it is just beginning. Arkent is not a thing. The crisis is far from over. Dragon of Twilight has realized that this is just a trap, and I have never Put Ultimate Throne here…”

“And when it turns its attention to Vaunde, the war will really come, even if its body is still sealed by the mortal Sage, but it has thousands of absently claws…”

“Get in front of the Dragon of Twilight, find the ultimate seat, and use the key to fate to open the way to the future.”

“Who will dominate the fate of the mortal.” Marsha’s eyes are gentle and addictive: “Brando, it will be left to you to choose.”

“Marsha… adults?”

She has put her hands lightly.

“Brando. My child, maybe one day. You will be the king.”

“On that day, I will crown you in the clouds – you bathe the mountains, the world and the nations, all the voices will call you kings”

“Your throne is above the fate of the flames. In the ancient Sage’s Peak, you will be the sole scepter of the scepter, the master of the world and the worlds, the king of Vaunde.”

“When that day comes, Brando, please follow your inner voice, and at that moment, you will understand everything.”

Brando raises head, watching Marsha gently put the crown, let him feel the heavy weight of the crown.

“Remember my words, children,” Marsha’s tone was more serious than ever: “If you want to wear a crown, you must bear the weight.”

She let go of her hand and finally gave him a look.

Then the mother of all things and all things slowly turned around and walked forward.

“Mother Marsha!” Brando trembled a little, and seemed to understand what was in his heart.

“My child, goodbye, come, the fate of World will be with you -“

Marsha lightly smiled, she seemed to walk into a white light, and the figure gradually drifted away in the rays of light, and finally turned into a scattered light spot.

Brando absentmindedly looked at the scene, and in the rays of light, he seemed to see many people and things. They slowly came to him and each and everyone said goodbye to him.

“Remember me, Sophie, I am crystal, and there will be no future.”

“Little guy, now understand, what is the blood of the source?” Man laughed heartily: “District Godsblood of Darkness, what is it for you?”

He patted him on the shoulder: “Take care of Romaine and take on the man’s responsibility.”

Finally, a girl with green hair and a long hair came to him and looked at him quietly: “Sophie, I know that you can’t remember the days we spent together, but don’t forget the truth Council. The ideals and beliefs, take care of yourself.”

“Gaia Goddess…” Brando blurted out.

But he immediately closed his mouth and looked at the other woman who suddenly stopped in front of herself.

“Ma…Princess Magdelle?”

“You might as better call me the 13th project is better,” the face of a woman like Nun-Princess, but with a touch of wild and intractable smile, she shook her head and said: “But forget it, anyway, it is The past is a thing, and the plan itself is nothing but a hidden thing.”

“You are…” Brando suddenly reacted.

“Tell her, forget me,” the woman smiled freely. “I only hope she can be happy.”