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Volume 5 Dance of the Ice Dragon Chapter 18 Ghost Shadow

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    "My Lord, Chief Maester." Ivira saluted her mentor.

    "Ah, it's Ivira, I didn't expect to see you again in my lifetime." Salado, the chief bachelor of the Castle of Despair, nodded gently.  He was holding a cane, and with his left hand he gently twirled a very neatly groomed snow-white goatee on his chin.  "Are these all your companions? They all look trustworthy."

    ¡°Sir, I never thought I would come back again.¡±

    Bachelor Salladhor waved his hand gently.  "Okay. It's hard enough for you to travel a long distance." He said, "Ewela, this is your home. Take your friends to rest first. We will talk about it at dinner."

    The Castle of Despair is located on the top of a snow-covered mountain. The howling cold wind scratches the thick stone walls, making a dull and dangerous knocking sound.  Leo couldn't rest amidst the rumbling sound, and couldn't even close his eyes to rest.  It turns out that this is the origin of Thunder Castle.  He thought helplessly.  He tossed and turned, and the healing wound on his abdomen felt extremely itchy.  He reluctantly climbed out of bed and planned to go for a walk.

    As soon as he went out, he bumped into another bachelor.  If Iweila's description is correct, then the other party is the guy who came from behind to take away the position of chief bachelor.

    "Sir." The other party stopped him, "Please don't wander around." He warned firmly, "This place is more dangerous than you think. Some things may kill you at any time. You'd better stay  It's better in the room." He said unceremoniously and left directly.  Leo looked at his back and had no idea where the other person's malice towards him came from.

    At dinner time, they enjoyed their dinner by the fire.

    They were eating and talking, and in this conversation, Bachelor Salado was naturally the absolute protagonist, and he was responsible for answering their questions.

    "You escaped a disaster." He said, "As you guessed, Alchemist. The Church of Andal is indeed trying to try methods that have failed in the past, and is confident that they will succeed."

    "But they will eventually fail." Leo said.

    "There is no doubt that they will fail. Because the gods have fallen, and that guy is not stupid enough to create enemies for himself" Maester Salladhor seemed to know something secret, and they were all kept in the dark.  .

    "that guy?"

    "Craig." Maester Salladhor sighed.  "Winter is coming, and there is no need to hide it now."

    The firewood crackled and the mountain wind made ghosts cry and wolves howl.  Leo couldn't feel any warmth. He had a premonition that a deeply buried truth about the world would be revealed at this moment. This was destined to be a secret that could subvert their cognition and shock the world.

    They looked at each other and chose to remain silent.  Maester Salado closed his eyes and breathed deeply, as if he was also trying to gather courage for himself.  "The Castle of Extinction has collected many books from ancient times, which can be traced back thousands of years." He started with such a well-known thing.  "But you all know that the real history never lasts more than thousands of years. Countless ruins have been revealed. Even tens of thousands of years ago, there were humans, dwarves, elves, or other intelligent races living here. But except for those  Collapsed, dilapidated buildings, nothing left.¡±

    "We know this."

    "Be patient and listen to me before making your comments." Maester Salladhor took a breath.  "If you are lucky enough to meet long-lived elves, they will tell you that their history can be traced back to tens of thousands of years. It was a period of blooming civilization, and the following thousands of years also had such times, including today  We often hear about Rozwabut at that time, why were there no words or books handed down?"

    "Because their civilization has been destroyed?" Leo thought for a while and said, "Historically, according to the world's speculation, civilization was completely destroyed without warning. Is this related to Clegg?"

    Maester Salladhor sighed, as if he had aged a lot in an instant.  "Who else is there besides the demon god of destruction?"

    "But why?" Lu Yuewu asked.

    "When the dead kill the living, do they need any reason?" the chief scholar said, "He destroys the world, and he also doesn't need a reason. To him, it's just a fun game."

    "A game? Countless lives have died. Is it just a game? No one resists him?"

    "Resist?" Bachelor Salladhor smiled sadly, "All the gods have declared defeat, who can resist? We are just trying to retain a little fire so that civilization can continue."

    "Wait, gods?" Leo stopped in surprise, but didn't know what to say.  He was completely stunned by the news.  I have always been despised by them and ridiculed by them.?How could the gods, good and evil, light and dark, have ever done such a thing?  He suddenly felt that he had entered another world.

    "The nature of the gods is neither good nor evil, alchemist." Bachelor Salladhor saw their shock and also understood their doubts.  He explained it to them.  "I have had the same panic as you before, and I feel that what I am saying now is all lies, but this is actually the real fact. The good and evil of the gods does not lie in themselves, but in themselves.  Wherever they are, their priesthood determines their performance. The righteous priesthood can only gain faith by flaunting justice, and the killing gods can only absorb power by killing constantly, without exception. This is the instinct of gods."

    Leo had heard this statement before, but he scorned it. He believed that only dark people could inherit the dark priesthood.  But these are not the point now. The point is - "You said that Clegg created enemies for himself? Are you referring to those gods? Their deaths were caused by Clegg?" But the version he knew was completely  It's not like this.  "Was it not the alchemists who presided over their destruction?"

    "How do you think alchemy came about?" Bachelor Salladhor asked him.

    "ThisI" He couldn't answer at all. The answer he thought of was like a sharp thorn stuck in his throat, which could neither be removed nor swallowed.

    "Your father was here before. Fernandez Leo. He had a volume of alchemy. It must be in your hands now. Where do you think the hidden, even terrifying knowledge above comes from? Do you really think so?  Did it come from the arduous and long experiments of the predecessors? They all came from Clegg's gifts. He sprinkled the bait and buried the root of disaster, just waiting for it to take root and sprout."

    His reason is very willing to believe the other person's words, but his emotions are difficult to accept.  "This is impossible."

    "This is the most painful fact. You are his pawns, no, to be precise, everyone is his pawns. Everything is just to please himself. He created gods with one hand, and created gods with the other.  Alchemy. And he watched from above with great joy as we battled against each other. It was like we were clowns performing a farce on a stage.¡±

    "What on earth is he doing this for? Just to feel happy? This bastard!" Rosie scolded.

    "No one knows his thoughts, we can't figure it out." Bachelor Salladhor said, "There are many guesses in the world as to who the supreme god is. Now it seems that the answer is obvious." He could not hide his fatigue.

    "Then what do you mean by the approaching cold?"

    Maester Salladhor was silent for a long time.  "Every thousand years or more - depending on his mood - Clegg will cleanse the world and reshape it. No living thing can escape this catastrophe. Now, the time is coming.  "

    The flames in the fireplace seemed to freeze for a moment, and Leo felt that his hands and feet were stiff and unable to move.  He never thought that the prophecy actually meant this.  Wouldn't that meanthe end of the world is right around the corner!

    "We" He found that his tongue was tangled.  "Nothing can be done?"

    "What can be done?" Bachelor Salladhor smiled miserably, "Before us, there were countless civilizations Didn't they resist? This is impossible. All lives will risk everything for their own survival. However,  Did they succeed? No, they failed. Everything turned into nothingness and wreckage."

    "How will you know if you don't try?" Rosie said.

    "Of course, I believe everyone will unite. We can resist Clegg's army for a while, but not for a lifetime. He will watch from above until he feels tired, and I am sure he will take action himself. Even the gods will  It cannot be stopped, let alone mortals. There is not much we can do, except to preserve a little knowledge, record everything, and then hide it in the hope that the next civilization can stop such a terrible cycle."

    "What if we don't fight hard once and throw the future to the so-called next civilization that may not exist, and they think the same as you now? Continue to throw problems to the next decadently?"

    "Humanity will last forever, Alchemist," Maester Salladhor said. "Humanity will last forever. They will do it."

    "I think we can do it now."

    "We have no other choice." Maester Salladhor said, "Clegg's minions are everywhere, and the ignorant people are even more reluctant to believe it. They will only wake up when the fire from heaven comes. Alchemy was once a means of high hopes for us.  , but alas Mr. Eye of Insight is also here, you can ask him after our conversation is over. He discovered such a secret, but was kicked out by his own people. "

    Leo was surprised,"What exactly is going on?"

    "Ask him yourself. He knows the specific situation better." Bachelor Salado sighed, "I hope you will still have the courage you have now after knowing the truth. We are old and there is nothing we can do.  "

    "No, there is another way." The killer suddenly appeared at the door, "That is to ask Lord Clegg for forgiveness and beg for a little mercy from him."

    "Killer?" Leo stood up, "What are you doing?"

    "Leo, have you forgotten?" The killer's face changed, revealing a face he was familiar with.  "We met a long time ago."

    "'Ghost' Edsey!" He couldn't believe it.  "Craig's lackey!"

    "Don't say that." The other party chuckled, "We are just using another way, just like you, to prevent the catastrophe. Black Dawn was born for him, just like Rozvar worshiped Clegg  The mages."

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