His strength seemed to have returned a little, but compared to the heavy-armored Qin Xin before, he still looked weak.
But this is enough, because [Memory] never requires bravery, but rather requires flawless rigor and meticulous piety.
Qin Xin glanced at the heavy armor in the closet, closed the door, a determined light flashed in his eyes, and strode out of the room.
However, just as he stepped into the Fire Transmission Hall, the candlelight man who liked to sit upside down in the air quietly appeared above his head again.
Qin Xin looked up at it and said with a warm smile: "Is it here?"
"Alas...I know I can't persuade you, but what will they do after you die?"
"Hahaha, whatever we have to do!
There is no Firebearer who will not die. They will, and so will I.
The most profound truth I have learned from my numerous memories is that history will never stop because of the sacrifice of one person. After I die, there will be thousands and millions of "me"s standing up and continuing to pass on the fire to this world.
I only hope that before I die I can pass this torch a little further, so that perhaps a few fewer brothers and sisters will die during my journey of existence.
Death is not terrible, what is most terrible is to let the world lose hope."
When Qin Xin said this, a bright light emanated from his whole body. His belief was so firm that the light even overshadowed the dim candlelight.
The candlelight flickered, without any comment.
"Where do you want to go this time?"
"In the Land of War, at the ancient battlefield of Boro, I searched the history of wars in the Continent of Hope and found a bow there, a giant bow of war that is as tall as a person. I think that bow is a good match for him, and it can also shape the soul.
With it, Qin Xin...will be able to better protect them for me."
"Has it never occurred to you to draw that bow yourself?"
"Me?" Qin Xin smiled bitterly, stretched out his hand and looked at his skinny arms and shrunken muscles, "I can't do it. I'm not perfect enough. Passion alone can't accomplish great things. Having plans but no courage can't withstand the wind and rain. So...
I created him.
As long as he is alive, he will definitely take my dream to the other side of the new world!
It’s a pity that this dream is so long that I probably won’t be able to see the end.”
As he spoke, Qin Xin walked to the side of the long table and sat down, then he silently prayed and entered the trial directly.
Seeing how resolute and determined he was, a light of inexplicable meaning flashed in the Candlelight Man's eyes. He quietly disappeared into the darkness while whispering softly:
"It's like a dream, it's like a dream...
This behemoth of [war] is the most beautiful dream you have ever had."
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