It took me a long time to come back to my senses.

The desperate and invincible golden knight just now just lay on the ground without a sound? Almost broke through?

So the defense hasn't been broken yet? "Young man."

Karl walked over to Matthew, scanned him, and paused at a few places:

"You're lucky."

“Uh…” Matthew laughed dryly: “Thank you, Mr. Karl. If it weren’t for you, I’m afraid I would have died. This is the second time you saved me.”

"So I say you're lucky." Carl said with a smile: "Let's go!"

He saw that Matthew had some valuable things on him, probably from the Twelve Constellations, but he wasn't going to steal them.

What's more, we have already gained a lot from the corpses on the ground.

"yes."

Matthew hurriedly propped himself up and trotted ahead to lead the way, or to explore the way, and said, "Mr. Karl, this should be the core area of ​​the inner city, where the city lord lives."

"Um?"

As soon as I stepped into the light gate, my vision suddenly blurred.

What came into view was not the inner city core area he had imagined, but a desolate and cold land.

Broken ruins, piglet-sized rats, demons with human bodies and bat wings, and wandering mummies...

A broken blood moon hung in the sky, a cold wind blew, and torn clothes fluttered in the wind.

A doomsday, desolate scene.

"Wow……"

Suddenly a baby started crying.

Matthew's heart skipped a beat and he ran towards the direction of the crying sound.

Although I don’t know where I am now, it is difficult for a baby to survive in this environment.

Taking a step forward, the distant sound suddenly became close at hand, and a shriveled baby with half of its body buried in the mud came into view.

The baby must have been born not long ago, his skin was full of wrinkles and his eyes were half-open.

"good!"

"Don't cry."

Just then, a knight in armor appeared beside the baby and carefully picked him up.

In order to prevent the hard armor from hurting the baby, the knight unbuttoned his armor and placed the baby against his hot chest.

at the same time.

He drew the long sword from his waist with his right hand and looked at the various mummies and ghosts around him that were attracted by the crying.

"careful!"

Matthew growled and subconsciously swung the bone stick to help, but the stick easily went through a mummy.

Huh? "It's an illusion!"

Karl appeared beside Matthew and spoke slowly: "A very real illusion."

Although I don't know why the other party wants to trap me in an illusion, it seems that he has no ill intentions at the moment.

As they were talking, the scene of the illusion was still being played out.

The knight rushed out holding the baby, staggered to a place, and handed the baby to an old man to take care of.

And this place...

Temple!

“God loves the world!”

"The will of the evil god is scattered across the land and may revive at any time. The Holy Temple must remember its responsibilities..."

"Awaken the goddess and suppress the evil demon..."

A little boy of five or six years old sat cross-legged in the temple classroom, listening to his teacher's instructions with a serious face.

The next moment.

"ah!"

"drink!"

The little boy held a wooden sword, his eyes wide open, learning sword skills move by move, and in the blink of an eye he grew into a big boy.

Boys who turned sixteen were given a set of armor and a knight's sword, and left the temple to travel the outside world.

"Mr. Karl."

Matthew whispered, "It seems to be the growth process of the baby."

"Um."

Carl nodded.

After leaving the temple, the boy abided by the teachings of the temple, adhered to justice and kindness, and walked on this continent full of dangers.

He had seen countless people displaced by drought, and cities slaughtered by strange beasts...

He also met many homeless children like him.

I have made friends, been betrayed, and seen the sinister nature of people, but I have never changed my original intention.

However, facing an increasingly dangerous world, I feel increasingly powerless.

The innocence in the eyes of infancy and the vigorous fighting spirit in adolescence eventually turned into sadness.

"In this world, demons and ghosts are rampant, evil things are everywhere, and all living beings are struggling miserably, unable to find relief."

In the ruins.

The adult knight knelt on the ground, his tears dried long ago, and watched a pair of babies die in front of him.

And in his sight, corpses fell to the ground, stretching all the way to the horizon, endlessly.

"How can we save the people?"

The knight asked himself, but could not find the answer, so he could only trudge through this world step by step with sword in hand.

…

One hundred years!

The knight's hair turned gray, but he felt more and more helpless.

The deserted city, the corpses all over the ground, the helpless people, and the knight finally confirmed the answer in his heart.

"Only God can save this world."

The light and shadows in front of them flickered, and an old man in white appeared in front of them. His wrinkled face was filled with misery and compassion.

He knelt on one knee in front of Carl and said solemnly: "Respected Guardian, please follow me back to the temple. Only you, only the goddess, can save everything."

Matthew's heart moved.

The old man in white kneeling on the ground in front of him was the baby in the illusion just now, his life.

He was unknowingly immersed in the story created by the illusion, and a deep sadness lingered in his heart.

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This world...

How can we save it?

"I did."

Looking at the other person, Carl spoke slowly: "I will go to the temple, but not now."

"and……"

"Do you really think God can save the world?"

"?" The old man looked up: "Does the Guardian have any other solution?"

"No." Carl shook his head, then raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and the scene suddenly changed.

A vast world appeared under my feet, and a broken crescent moon was suspended in the sky.

Unlike the illusion created by the old man which seemed real, Carl's illusion was vast, boundless and like a dream.

outside world.

There was sweat on Ghost Rider's forehead under his mask, his teeth were clenched, and there was fear in his eyes.

How could this happen? The super-grade seal he possessed was called Dream Creation, which could create illusions according to his thoughts. He also had a mirror that could project dreams, and the sacred skills he practiced were also related to it.

so……

Combined together, he became a master at creating illusions, able to kill people silently.

It can also help the Second Elder of the Holy Temple to perform illusions.

But now, the illusion he created was forcibly taken away by Carl, and the content of the illusion was changed.

No matter how the other party did it, there must be a way to restrain him.

In a fantasy.

Carl looked at the broken red moon in the sky and said slowly, "Over the past hundreds of years, this world has become increasingly desolate and unsuitable for survival. Have you ever wondered why?"

“Because of Him!”

Pointing at the red moon, he continued, "The Moon Goddess used the broken divine domain as a barrier to block the evil gods from outside the domain, but the barrier requires energy to operate, so..."

"The land of this world has become barren, the water sources have begun to dry up, and beings above the first level will be suppressed and devoured."

"The barrier is consuming the original power of the world to resist the evil gods from outside the domain until the world is completely destroyed."

"Guardian." The second elder said in a muffled voice: "This is to protect this world from the invasion of the evil god. Once the evil god invades, everything will be destroyed."

"The goddess had no choice but to do this."

Matthew nodded repeatedly.

"Yeah?"

Carl's expression remained unchanged:

"On the road of knighthood, legend is not the end, it can even be said to be just the beginning. Who is blocking this road?"

"It's the god you mentioned!"

"Since it is to protect all living beings and resist the evil gods from outside the domain, why not make all living beings stronger?"

“The reason is simple!”

He looked at the other person and spoke word by word:

"The gods treat all living beings as captive livestock. They don't want their captive livestock to become food for others, nor do they want to be attacked by the livestock that become stronger..."

"god!"

“I can’t save sentient beings!”

"When they come back, they will just keep all living beings in captivity again!"

There was a sudden silence in the field.

Matthew opened his mouth and his eyes were dull.

"Blasphemy!"

The second elder showed regret on his face, slowly drew out the long sword at his waist, pointed at Karl from a distance, and a sacred aura emerged from his body: "I didn't believe that the guardian would blaspheme the gods, but now it seems that the news from the seventh elder is correct."

"The guardian's will has been eroded by the evil god."

"But you want to corrupt me. Come to the temple with me or die. These are the only two choices you have, Guardian."

Carl shook his head slightly.

A legendary knight like him, who has been tortured by his soul for hundreds of years, has a mind as strong as steel.

His few short words could not change the other person's mind, and would only be regarded as a means of bewitching.

"Then there is no other way."

Carl shrugged and drew his rapier:

"bring it on!"

(End of this chapter)