Civilization: Beyond Two Worlds

The touch of his shoulders is soft and soft, making Kant not sure if this is a phantom of the past.

He didn't dare to confirm, he was afraid to break this beautiful dream, he just stared at the beautiful face that was close at hand, she really looked different from the gorilla.

Even though the eyebrows are similar, the temperament is completely different.

A gorilla is a blank piece of paper, stupid and innocent, with a sincere and pure smile.

And the woman in front of her... is already an epic picture.

Tribulations, setbacks, partings, griefs, she has too many things on her back.

He waited quietly, waiting for the other party's words.

After a while, he saw that the other party tilted his head, and there was a trace of panic in the calm and calm look that he had experienced through the hard and **** battle.

"It's really... a completely unimaginable wonderful experience, Kant."

She sighed like this, and then showed a beautiful smile, like an ordinary girl.

The tone became soft and gentle.

"I've never seen you, I've never seen you..."

Kant's pupils shrank slightly.

The woman whispered: "You told me your name, and your voice accompanied me through the darkest and most desperate days. I once thought it was a phantom after madness, but you told me it was hope, follow your guidance And suggestions, we built the last city, in order to die not as twisted as beasts, in order to meet the end with dignity and honor, and in order to leave the fire of hope."

—In an instant, Kant thought of the story Long Niang had told him.

Those three stories.

What happened in history, recorded by the Dragon Clan, is evidence of flashbacks in time and space.

The emperor who destroyed the country, the dwarf who caused the invasion of hell, and... the last hope and fire at the time of the collapse of the last era, the guardian of the light on his back.

Scholars of the dragon race suspect that the time and space flashback heard by the light-negative person is just an illusion and obsession after madness. Identify its authenticity and accuracy with beautiful and romantic feelings, and record it in the annals of history.

"The truth is as you said."

The silent crowd seen in flashbacks of time and space.

Warriors who do not hesitate to use mystical elements to overload, turn into monsters and die with the enemy.

The last seven who sacrificed themselves.

The scenes seen in the flashback of time and space seem to have the answer.

"We did a great job, everyone did a great job..."

There were tears in the eyes of the ancient light-negative person, and there was a hint of choking in his tone, but also relief.

"Now, our road has come to an end."

"I feel sad about that."

"Because I can't do what you once did."

"You guard two prosperous and beautiful worlds, and you tell me about your two homes, both true beauty and ugliness, but equally worthy of all your might against an almost impossible foe, I feel Envy and regret, because we don't have you in our time."

"We have given all our strength, our will and our lives."

"But the end is doomed."

"Now, I only have one last mission left."

She turned her head and looked at the huge sphere, the behemoth, sitting on a brass-colored pedestal, like a star about to light up: "It's beautiful, isn't it?"

"This is a seed that is about to germinate. I have left all the spiritual wealth we can save in it. This is my mission."

"Make sure this thing, eventually... gets back into your hands."

- go back.

Kant was in a trance for a moment.

In the field of vision, this shining woman's smile is as gorgeous as a flower.

"Kant, you must not understand."

The previous time and space flashed back. The iron-blooded leader and the powerful warrior had disappeared, and the fierce momentum of the killing disappeared. She smiled softly, even a little proud.

"Although I can't see what you look like, I can imagine how stupid you looked when you were dumbfounded listening to this kind of words. We've already evened out..."

"The kindness, revelation and most important hope you gave, I now give back to you."

The strong smile turned into a calm smile, with sadness and relief in that smile.

"You must have no idea how much we paid for this conversation. It's us, you and our us."

"You used to talk to me, separated by epoch and time and space, just as I talk to you now, the power of Akatum maintains the existence of this time fault, this mysterious world composed of machinery and gears guarantees this meeting. Hidden, although I don't know where you borrowed this place."

"But if you can hear me now, it means, it worked."

Speaking of this, the ancient light-negative person was silent for a moment, and then whispered softly.

"You can hear me, can't you?"

There was a tremor in that voice, the last fear of this brave warrior.

Although he didn't fully understand the meaning of what she said, Kant's answer did not hesitate.

"Yes...I can hear your voice."

But such an answer cannot be conveyed to the other party's ears.

"I guess, you answered me, even if I can't hear the echo from the distant future, but I believe you have answered, because I believe you, Kant, what you said will be successful."

The woman who looked like an ape smiled: "How amazing, your voice has passed through countless years, and it sounded in my most desperate moments, like the whispers and guidance of the gods, and then my voice also spread to the future, Listening to you earlier, we did our best to build this time-independent, gaze-avoiding, perfect closed loop, just to create a little extra possibility."

"Possibilities beyond fate."

Kant was shocked.

The chaotic and dazed mind was shot by a ray of light, dispelling the chaotic cloud of smoke.

destiny.

After all, fate cannot be changed - the voice is still in my ears.

"Era after era has passed, what a powerful ethnic group, what a prosperous civilization, when the doomsday comes and the curtain falls, we can only wait to die. What an honor it is, we can participate in this great resistance, Be the story you tell, we did the best thing we did before we perished, regaining dignity, glory and light, and leaving the seeds of hope."

"Yes, I hope...my mission is to return these things that belong to you to you."

"Hope, Guidance, Courage."

"And it."

"And that... purple river."

The river of origin.

Mysterious element.

Devil's gift.

He once thought that it was another arrangement of the Voice of Doom after the Grywender Swarm.

A look of disbelief appeared in Kant's eyes.

"You tell me, when I say its name, you'll understand."

The ancient apocalypse looked at the huge sphere.

"...Paradox Engine."

She raised her hand, and a purple streamer gleamed in her palm. It was the mysterious element that made Kant fall into doubt and nightmares. The demonic substance he identified was once rejected and doubled on guard, and finally accepted it because of pressure and madness, and gave up on himself. .

"When you handed it to me, you called it... the paradox element."

Kant was speechless for a moment.

Then his body began to tremble slowly, looking at the woman in front of him, speechless.

"Kant."

Her smile is beautiful and flawless, like a mark engraved on time and space.

"Fate can be changed, and today and those who sacrificed for today believe so."

She stretched out her hand slowly, her palm slender and bright, like the bright moon.

"Come."

There was a hint of shyness in her smile, and then she became generous.

"From my point of view, I'm acting stupid. I'm standing in this empty place, talking to myself, and I'm reaching out and trying to touch you."

"I know that we are separated by countless years, even in this magical realm, we can't really meet, I have never seen your face, I can only outline your appearance from your words, you whisper in my ear, you also Once in my dreams, I know it's you...but I still want to touch you."

"If you're listening, let me touch your face."

When she said this, she smiled embarrassedly: "Pretend."

Kant stepped forward slowly and got close, the other's palm touched his cheek, the touch was warm and familiar, he subconsciously stretched out his hand and covered it.

It was a real touch, a body of flesh and blood.

His eyes flickered suddenly.

The people who were close at hand stood silently, although she could never receive the feedback of touch, but her appearance was still full of expectation and anxiety.

She waited silently for a while, then nodded: "Okay, I assume you have posted it, how do you feel?"

"Without a beard, the touch will be a little rougher. He has experienced wind and frost and years. A decent man. Judging from your response to my wishes, you are also kind."

"Of course I've known this for a long time. There is no need to answer the statement about your character. You have endless words, you also have always correct advice, patience, optimism and courage... I think it must not be born like this, you must have experienced it. Many stories have honed the strength that I envy, and I have always hoped to be a person like you."

She said happily, and in the end, it was a brief silence.

Then smile again.

"Kant." She smiled, "It would be great if we could meet for real."

- You have seen me.

Although he wanted to say this, Kant choked up for a while.

From beginning to end, what Kant watched, she was just talking to herself to the air.

She is not an ape.

Aang is just a carefree silly girl with no past.

And she is the guardian who raised the banner in the end of the last era, restored morality, courage and dignity in the despair of perdition, and fought to the end.

She never really saw Kant in her life.

"Kant, I always feel that we have known each other for a long time."

"From your words, I can feel that you are restraining your emotions, and my questioning has been prevaricate, but my intuition tells me that there must be a story in it."

"I can no longer know the answer to the story, but I think that you, who are listening to my words now, may have more things. I don't know what kind of problems you are facing now. I am worried about it, but I am also full of hope. , because the echoes from the future that I hear are hope in themselves.”

"You always say to have hope, and I've always done that."

"Our struggle and resistance have failed, and our hopes have been dashed, but this is the result of our awakening early in the morning, and the final seed can still be delivered to you. We all believe that it is all worthwhile. The mission and the story can end, which is worth sadness, and that's all, it is an outrageous luxury to want to maintain the existence of the race in the end of the collapse."

She blinked and even smiled.

Because of fighting hard and never letting up for a moment, everyone did their best.

So, it doesn't matter.

After being silent for a while, she said softly: "You always say to have hope in your heart, then, the greatest hope has turned into a shattered luxury, in this empty world, only you and me, the responsibility is relieved and the mission is completed. , as the last survivor, I am entitled to a daydream..."

"Hopefully, it's not illegal to talk about it."

The brave warrior closed his eyes, as if praying, but he didn't know who he was praying to.

Then she opened her eyes and smiled.

"I hope that one day, I can touch you, be able to meet you in your world, even if I just look at you, or I can't speak... Now that everyone has passed away, the world should have been shattered. , My only concern and concern is you."

The woman still kept her arms outstretched, as if she firmly believed that after countless years, the revelator came as promised, and after hearing her silly and inexplicable whispers, she still had the patience to stand there stupidly. , pressed his face to his palm, maintaining this false contact.

She smiled: "I assume, your cheek is still on my palm."

Then she released her hand and then opened her arms. In front of her was the empty air, but she still relied on the soldier's keen sense of space and distance to determine where Kant might stand.

and embrace it.

The warm touch lingers around the body, the unfamiliar and familiar softness, the fragrance is tangy, no one is more familiar with this feeling than Kant, and every hug of the gorilla is like this.

Only now, hugging him, is another shadow from countless years ago.

In an instant, an indescribable force poured into the body, like a seed quietly taking root and sprouting, the sun clearing away the confused soul, the indescribable but real perception is penetrating, just as she said, kindness, revelation, A gift, and now she pays it back.

In this mysterious and independent plane, a closed loop of time independent of fate.

"Kant."

A voice came from across time and space.

"It would be great if we could meet for real."

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