The Dark King

"But all peace is obtained in exchange for war. This is something that cannot be changed, just like we can't change the will of His Majesty." Cachi sighed.

Noyce was slightly fascinated, and after a moment, he whispered: "Indeed, this is something that can't be changed. Just like we will eventually be destroyed, it can't be stopped. Who can escape from the sea of ​​suffering in this eschatology? Climb ashore , Maybe a thorn prison."

"It will eventually be destroyed?" Cage froze, frowning. "What do you mean?"

Neuss leaned back on his chair and looked up at the blue sky above him. He felt that the clouds were moving very fast. He seemed to be gathering here in a large area. He was quiet and authentic: "Before, I always thought that I could get rid of it by my own efforts. Dilemma, ending suffering, but I didn’t know until after I went to jail. Many things you can’t change, sometimes you have to deal with it, not just one person, but a system that lasts for hundreds of thousands of years, and The entire empire, and even all the civilians of the entire empire!"

"When you want to change, you have to destroy it all."

"If you don't want to change, you can only be destroyed or assimilated, smoothing the corners and becoming the least prominent among the crowd."

Speaking of which, Neuss was slightly silent, and said after a moment: "Until he was released from prison, he grew up with his majesty, and now has climbed to the status of king, and his vision has expanded from a small giant wall to the entire world. I thought , All suffering will leave me, and this life is worry-free, but then I found out that I was wrong. I was no different from the weak prisoner who was trapped in the giant wall of Sylvia."

"I am powerful, I am strong, but I will die, I will die, or I will be killed."

"From the moment a person is born, he is counting down his death. This is the truth of life, what a pitiful thing!"

"No matter how struggling you are, or brilliant, or sad, you will be forgotten after death. Even if someone knows your name and spreads it for centuries, what is the point? Those who remember your glorious achievements are Who are some of them? Can there be a despicable thief? A rapist? A morally untouchable? If so, what are they happy about being remembered by these people?"

Catch scratched his head and said, "How do you listen to you? I feel like you are a poet and a writer who thinks about your brain. You are not praising life all day, but you are discussing whether the meaning of life is alive or dead."

"The meaning of life?" Neuss glanced at him and said with a chuckle: "The meaning of life is meaningless! What is the difference whether it is alive or dead? All life will come to an end. Destruction, and then a new life is born out of the corpse of destruction. Continue a new round of struggling and multiplication, and finally it is still to the end of destruction."

"It doesn't make sense?" Cage shook his head. "Wouldn't the writers you're talking about listen to vomiting blood, wouldn't it seem that they were studying this all day, just to eat bowls of rice? I thought it was very interesting. Only the weak are destroyed, but not all of us. The strong cannot be destroyed."

"That's just a matter of time." Neuss smiled softly. "As long as there is desire, the end of the world will not stop, and humans will continue to roll in this meat grinder, and finally throw the boiling blood. The clean, well-dressed skin bladder is completely twisted, and the hard and unyielding bones are crunched until it turns into a pile of unrecognizable rotten meat, which is the final form of the meat grinder."

"Can this form be considered alive?"

Cage was stunned. His mind was not as rough as the outside. The meaning and meaning of Noyce's words, he had heard it, and he suddenly felt a chill when he thought of the deepest expression there.

As long as there is desire, the end times will not stop?

He repeatedly thought about this sentence in his mind, and the more he shuddered, the more he thought.

"Whether in the old age or today, the end times never stop." Noyes didn't care about Cage's expression, and said: "The end times represent death, where there is fighting, there is death, there is desire. Fighting is a cycle of no solution. From the birth of life, it is destined to struggle in the end of the world, work hard for survival, and work hard to raise his head, but wait until one day he can struggle to raise his head and enjoy the hard-won. When I dream about life, can I keep my body as clean as before?"

"The saints taught us to restrain desires, and the law forced us to restrain desires. Everything tells us that desire is the root of destruction!"

"However, the saint did not teach us how to live after restraining desire. The law also does not tell us how to protect ourselves after restraining desire."

"One step forward is abyss hell."

"Stop, still be."

"Retreat, the thorns behind it will pierce you through arrows."

"You can only move forward and keep looking forward for hope. That hope is like a fish in front of us, and we are greedy cats, always chasing and never eating that bite."

Cage's face became ugly, and he couldn't help interrupting him. He said: "Can your majesty also be able to escape? Your majesty has no desire anymore, already like a god, can't you escape the whirlpool of the last days?"

Noyce glanced at him, seeming to penetrate his thoughts, and his tone became a bit cold, saying: "You think you can jump out of the end time after becoming a god and live forever? But you don't know that your majesty is in the end of the vortex The man at the deepest point is no longer alive! He is already dead. Now, even if he really becomes a god, is he the original one? He has been crushed into powdery rotten meat in the last days. No matter how he puts it together, he can’t find it. What is the difference between the original appearance and the death when you look different?"

Cage froze.

"Isn't it possible to get rid of it?" He felt a slight pain in his heart, a sense of depression that was difficult to breathe.

Suddenly, Noyce's eyes flickered and said, "Your Majesty is not hopeless. Maybe... Only when the girl shows up can you put your Majesty's cost together."

"You mean, Miss Helisa?" Catch's pupil narrowed slightly.

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Half a year after the rebellion of Bai Wang.

The large-scale reconstruction of the imperial capital has been restored as before, but the princes and nobles living in the imperial capital have gradually reduced, fearing that such assassination attacks will be involved.

"Aurora, I heard there was news of Helissa over the northern corpse?" In the reconstructed imperial palace, Du Dean in a dark gold lace robe sat on the throne and looked down on the graceful figure under the hall indifferently. Woman.

Aurora pulled a respectful face and said, "Your Majesty, the corpse king only said that she saw the figure of the suspected Miss Helisa from another corpse lord, but it still needs investigation."