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Song of Ice Chapter 50 The Final Battle 4

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    A water droplet fell from the clouds and was covered with dust in the air. It shattered on the dry and cracked earth. Then the heavy rain fell from the dark clouds to the earth, washing away the sins accumulated on the earth. Unfortunately, it can never wash away the depths of the human heart and soul.  The origin cannot be dirty.  In Bremen, the castle that was destroyed by the war was bulldozed, and a large stone platform was built on the foundation, as well as a pillar symbolizing the gods. The rainwater flowed along the slope of the stone platform and passed through the engraved stones.  The gilded name on it splashed onto the ground made of black marble, seeping into the earth, leaving nothing behind.

    A group of wizards stood silently on the large square in front of the stone platform, surrounding the city in a semicircular circle, revealing a large open space in the middle. Most of the German nobles stood silently in this sad place, and half of the European nobles were also here.  Mourning the heroes who died bravely in battle, an old man holding a staff walked out of the crowd. The golden staff with runes engraved on it struck the ground, becoming the only sound in the empty and quiet field. The old man walked to the stone platform and raised his hand with his hand.  Wipe off the rain on it and make the name blurred by the rain clear again.

    He said in a low and clear voice: "Four days ago, an unequal war broke out here. A group of despicable villains attacked this place with more than five times the number of people and illegal and prohibited spells and weapons.  . The seventy-six warriors and their one hundred and fifty-two attendants used their lives to make those villains pay more. Only a few villains' shameless lives were continued. This was a completely unnecessary sacrifice.  , the warriors who died here could have completely torn apart the space and chosen to leave, but they chose to use their lives to defend their dignity and the glory of their family."

    "They chose to fight and die for the sake of immortality. They chose to fight and die for the sake of glory. They chose to fight and die for the sake of the future! Death fulfilled their fame, and death maintained the glory of their family! We are not here to comfort our sorrow,  Instead of comforting the pain in my heart, my child is also buried here. He will not want me to shed tears in front of him. Blood debts need to be paid with blood. We are not afraid of war! Even if my family loses the last blood, even if the family  My surname has disappeared from history, but I will stand proudly in front of my ancestors and proudly tell them that I have maintained the dignity of the family!"

    "War!" "Let those bastards pay with their blood!" "For immortality, for glory, for the future!" The old man's words ignited the flames in the hearts of the nobles. There were no tears in front of the tombstone, only a beating heart of revenge.  , fight violence with violence!  There is no need to hesitate about gains and losses, no need to think about gains. For the heroic spirits not far away, for the honor of the nobles, bet your own life and the future of your family. Is this crazy?  This is the pride that belongs to the nobility, pride will never die!

    I watched all this happen not far away. As I passed by, my body and face were covered by a spacious black robe. My friend's name was engraved on the tombstone. Gerd turned his back on me and mounted the Valkyrie's horse.  Perhaps he is receiving blessings from Odin in Valhalla at this moment.  Among the dispersed crowd, I saw a familiar figure. Fierna stood alone in front of the tombstone. Her long golden hair was rolled up tightly around her head. Her eyes, which were dancing like an elf, were as silent as a pool of stagnant water.  .

    I bit my lips tightly and didn't notice even if blood flowed from my lips. I didn't dare to step forward and pat her shoulder to comfort her broken heart, and I didn't dare to face Gerd's name.  "His death was worth it. He gave his life in exchange for a wizard who understood the basics of the law." Scorpion quietly appeared beside me, and his profit-laden tone made me angry.  "Take what you said! Don't let me tear you apart here!"

    When I found half of Gerd's body, something in my heart was broken, but Satan happily pulled a small crimson bead from my body. I lost the feeling of friendship and gained the understanding of the law of death.  I understand that Gerd's death has become a transaction. I am not equal to God, a forced transaction.  I also learned about the game that Satan once said. The most taboo things for the powers of hell are friendship and love. These are things that devils and devils don¡¯t understand. It is these two things that they do not understand that have repeatedly destroyed their dreams of returning to the world.  Satan chose me to complete the experiment to understand friendship and love. What is broken in my heart is friendship. When I lose love again, I will become a complete lich without emotions.

    My skinny fingers pointed at the scorpion, purple mist overflowed from my fingertips and wrapped around my fingers.  Scorpion was not interested in my threat. He said: "The information you want is here. The war between the Ministry of Magic and the Parliament has begun. You must solve the trouble before the full moon day arrives. If you show up late on the battlefield in Iceland, Du  Rael's surname will appear on the list of traitors in the parliament, and I want to know what the consequences will be." Scorpion threw me a piece of parchment filled with words and left.

    "Gelder, I don't want to go too far. I want the entire German Ministry of Magic to feed you."?!  "I raised my head and looked directly at the black sky. The purple magic fire replaced my eyes. The world was black and white to me.

    The German Ministry of Magic has entered a state of war. Aurors are patrolling various important locations in the ministry, with various mysterious and well-known props hidden under their robes.  As the Minister of Magic in Germany, Heisenberg stared at the employees coming in and out of the square below in front of his large French window. The last successful and bold plan made his hands still tremble. He used his right hand to move towards his trembling left hand.  He patted it hard a few times and said, "It doesn't live up to expectations. As long as I win to the end, I will become a legend." Heisenberg smiled foolishly, and the scene of the crowd cheering for him appeared in his mind.

    "Mr. Minister, the press conference you instructed has been prepared." The secretary's abruptness interrupted Heisenberg's imagination. He once again arranged his already very neat clothes in the mirror before walking out of the office and facing two  Accompanied by an Auror, he appeared at the press conference. Countless flashlights were flashing. Heisenberg put on a serious expression. Too many smiles would make the picky German wizards distrust their minister.

    The secretary quietly handed over the prepared speech. Heisenberg cleared his throat and prepared to speak, "Here" Before he could say anything, a drop of slightly viscous liquid fell on his half-bald forehead.  Unhappily, he put his hand in front of his eyes, and there was actually a drop of blood. Before he could react, a corpse fell from the sky. When the rapidly falling corpse was about to hit Heisenberg's head, the Auror behind him grabbed it.  Pulling him off the platform, the red flames quickly burned the body, leaving only black and gray ashes.

    This sudden situation only made the reporters in the audience stunned. Such a bizarre thing happened on such an occasion. The reporters only thought about their own prosperity and the headlines of the newspapers.  The flash lights all came on, "No filming! No filming!" The Aurors, who were supposed to maintain order at the venue, hurried forward to stop this group of crazy reporters, but no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't grab a camera.  He was just pushed further and further away from the camera by the reporters.

    "Asshole, Wolfgang, don't you want to do it anymore! How could such a thing happen!" Minister Heisenberg's face was darker than the bottom of the crucible, and he was being scolded in front of him.  It was Wolfgang, the director of the Legal Enforcement Department. Wolfgang was also secretly cursing his incompetent subordinates for making such a big mistake at this time.  "Perhaps I can help you explain what happened."

    A wizard wearing a reporter's badge somehow got into this place. Wolfgang, who was reprimanded by the minister and dared not speak out, opened his eyes and shouted: "How come you, a reporter, are here! How dare you eavesdrop on magic?"  It's a secret! I'm going to imprison you in Geisen Prison for three hundred years!" Wolfgang was now speaking with confidence, unlike the way he was afraid to open his mouth when he was scolded just now.  Under Wolfgang's pressure, the reporter was not afraid at all, nor did he raise his head hidden under the hood in response to the approaching Aurors.

    When an Auror touched his dirty hands to the fabric of my robe, a black and red flame burned directly on his arm. "Does a sinner dare to offend a noble noble?" Even that poor man  The Auror's screams did not cover my voice, "You are guilty." The magic fire in my eyes was beating excitedly, and the soul is the best food for the magic fire.  "Block him!" Heisenberg grabbed Wolfgang beside him and blocked him in front of him. He quickly retreated and prepared to break through the secret passage behind him and escape.

    "Sinners, accept my judgment!" The black fire danced on the palm of my hand, and a trace of fire like hair melted into the body of everyone in the room. As long as there is a little sin in the heart, this trace of black fire will make people experience it.  The taste of the torment of hell fire.  "No!" The man who ignited the hellfire groaned and shouted in pain. Heisenberg, who wanted to escape, knelt on the ground only a dozen centimeters away from the secret passage and was burned by the hellfire and rolling around on the ground.

    "Please, kill me! Kill me!" Heisenberg grabbed my robe and begged me to give him a happy death. He was tortured by hellfire, and a happy death was a relief.  I lowered my head and looked at him, letting him tear at my robe. Is revenge happy?  Why don't I feel any joy.  It's just a guilty pleasure surging in my heart. Isn't the purpose this time to avenge Gerd?  Why am I enjoying the pain of my enemies.

    "Sharp." The wand turned into a long sword and pierced Heisenberg's forehead, giving Heisenberg a pleasant surprise. "My Lord Satan, sinners' sins are getting deeper and deeper, not because of the temptation of the devil, but because of his sins."  Unforgivable." A book with a reverse cross printed on the black cover appeared on my outstretched palm. I read the content line by line, and the black twisted fonts flipped and flew from the page with my voice.  came out, and flowed out of the house with a melancholy sound, reaching the ears of everyone in the Ministry of Magic. People with weak will began to attack the people around them crazily. Destroying everything was the only thought of this group of crazy people.?.

    When I finished reciting the scriptures and walked out of the room, black and red sticky blood covered the square in front of the Ministry of Magic. I wonder how many survivors are still in a daze, crazy, and repentant for what they have done. It is a pity that this  It was also the last highlight of their lives, "detonation." The explosives I had placed throughout the Ministry of Magic rumbled.

    ps: The words introduced by the brothers who left messages in the comment area were all written by me. Although I don¡¯t know if others have said or used them, they are definitely what I want to write myself.

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