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Sire Denathrius claimed that he had finished his last words, but Diakum didn't believe it at all.
This guy definitely hides a lot in his heart, but he doesn't intend to tell his true thoughts to the "perpetrators", which is quite helpless.
As the emperor said, he is not a fool. He has his own dignity, so he never wants his true last words to be used by others as a conversation piece.
This guy is a noble person with a very sensitive heart. What he hides in his heart will only be spoken to his successor.
But the two questions raised by the emperor were indeed silenced by Diakum and Sarkir.
It's not that Vigilant and the Shaper don't want to answer. In fact, the two questions raised by this guy are not just "business categories", they have risen to the philosophical speculation of "purpose and process" and "acceptance and resistance".
As we all know, there are no correct answers to philosophical questions.
Therefore, the Great Emperor played a trick before he died. He blocked Diakum and Sarkir's inquiries with two questions, so that they could leave their last time to him and his children.
When Prince Renathal, who was trembling all over, stepped onto the top floor of Castle Nathria in Dawn Light, which was very dazzling to Venthyr, Diakum and Sarkir retreated gracefully to a position where they could not eavesdrop on the conversation.
"Go, don't be afraid, your father just wants to talk to you."
As Prince Renathal's "palace tutor", Sarkir leaned on Spine Demon Scythe, who was so horrified that he could still hear Banaszar's screams, and reminded him with a kind expression:
"It's the last time, don't hold back anything, just speak your mind. Just now, I suddenly realized that your father seems to be having a hard time, and some of the experiences he will impart to you today will be very important for your future rule."
"Hmm."
Prince Renathal nodded.
He left his Soulblade Vorpalia in place, then straightened his clothes and came forward, half-kneeling beside his father who was bathing in the sun, and looked at his father with eyes full of regret, pain and helplessness.
Such as the replay of Eldest Daughter's death.
Sire Denathrius's body has lost all the glory that belonged to Eternal Ones and turned into the strange metal structure of the "factory settings". However, due to a certain stubborn pursuit of appearance, he used the last of his mental energy to maintain the appearance of his face.
However, the face that always wore a false smile no longer had a smile, and was replaced by a kind of calmness.
It makes people feel eerily calm.
He seemed to have anticipated today's defeat, so he had done enough psychological construction in advance so that he could still maintain Eternal Ones's demeanor at the last moment and would not show exaggerated crying or emotional fluctuations in front of his children.
"You did a great job."
"Huh?"
Prince Renathal raised his head sharply, wondering if he heard it wrong?
But no.
The Emperor did not open his eyes and let his long white hair sway behind his pointed ears. He repeated:
"You did a very good job. Instead of Recklessness advancing, you looked for foreign aid. After confirming that you had a sufficient advantage, you did not choose to come to the front of the stage, but continued to stay behind the scenes to control the situation.
You found those subjects who were dissatisfied with my rule and rallied them to your side. Most importantly, you made good use of people and placed those subjects who were good at their respective affairs in their rightful place.
You used threats and promises to dissuade me from possible reinforcements, and you kept yourself safe at all times.
This palace coup was perfect.
Even if you let me come, I can't do better than you. It turns out that my son is better than I imagined.
Just because you lacked some experience in the past does not mean that you are not familiar with Venthyr's style of doing things.
I finally don't have to worry that you won't be able to control everything about Revendreth after I leave. I can finally be sure that Revendreth will have long-term stability under your rule, and even the recovery of Ashen Wilds will make you a more outstanding "King of Venthyr" than me.
However."
The emperor opened his eyes.
Those blood-colored eyes looked at his child with complicated meanings.
Prince Renathal is different from other Venthyr. Other Venthyr were transformed by the Emperor using Sin Magic and his own power from the souls of those who had redeemed their sins, including Stonewright.
But Prince Renathal was "shaped" by the emperor with his own power.
This prince is really of the bloodline of the emperor.
He inherited many things from Sire Denathrius. This inheritance is not "father and son" in the traditional sense. However, considering the particularity of Eternal Ones's life forms, there is no problem in treating Prince Renathal as the successor of Denathrius.
Prince Renathal was not born as a god, but in the shaping of the Great Emperor, he is indeed more qualified than every other Venthyr of Revendreth to inherit everything from the Great Emperor.
Even thinking about it carefully, is it really necessary for the emperor to pour his core power into Sin Medallion and give it to seven Sin Reaper?
Not necessarily.
If it is just to stabilize power, there is no need for him to divide his core strength. This behavior is losing his own strength to strengthen others, and is definitely not a choice that a selfish leader would make.
But if you consider that the emperor wants his son to succeed him in the future, then this division of power makes sense.
Prince Renathal is not a god created by First Ones. If he wants to completely inherit everything left by his father, he can only complete the foundation shaping through this power inheritance, and then embark on the path of power cultivation like a mortal, until one day in the future he becomes the real death Lesser God.
That's right.
After Sire Denathrius died, the Path of Absolution he left behind could no longer lead to the realm of true God. That is the power that only First Ones can bestow.
"However, do you really realize what kind of mess you are going to inherit? Do you really understand what kind of burden you are going to take over? Are you really, ready for it?"
The emperor asked tiredly, and Prince Renathal shook his head.
This is the most significant advantage of this Venthyr prince,
When he doesn't know something, he will never pretend to know it. If he doesn't know, he just doesn't know. No one knows everything and is omnipotent, so this is not something to be ashamed of. Pretending to know and making lies is the real tragedy.
He is cunning but also very frank, which is the opposite of Sire Denathrius.
Facing his son's eyes that were seeking knowledge, the emperor felt helpless for a moment.
He sighed and said:
"Ask them, ask the murderer of your father, I told them everything, but there are some things I did not tell them.
My attitude towards destiny is indeed not as light-hearted as I show.
I hate this shackles, and I hate even more that First Ones put me into this life that I have absolutely no control over.
It is not a blessing for me to be born a god, my child.
Just like First Ones carefully shaped our bodies, weaved our personalities, infused us with wisdom, and gave us strength. They carefully crafted the most beautiful cradle in the world for us, and then
He just left us on the street in the snowy cold winter and walked away.
Shadowlands ah.
Regarding the half-finished product of First Ones's experiment on "Perfect Order", they were not even interested in completing it, so they just walked away and left this mess to us.
Euphemistically speaking, trusting in the wisdom of the being shaped
Oh, but if I am born to be a wicked person, if I am born to live out my life according to the design and plan of the Creator, if I cannot control my life, then I would rather die."
Prince Renathal knelt aside, and after his father finished speaking with deep resentment, he whispered:
"Sorry, Father King, I don't quite understand. I may not be smart enough to understand everything like you, but it's not the desire for power that has driven me to this point!
I know that although you like to hold banquets, every time you smile does not mean how happy you are. There is probably no Venthyr in the entire Revendreth who is more depressed than you.
Perhaps it was this dissatisfaction that led you down this wrong path."
"Error?"
The emperor stared at his son.
He said:
"Do you think it was a mistake for me to rebel against the destiny and destroy the destiny? Do you think we should be trapped in this system full of loopholes with peace of mind?"
"But you destroyed the Mandate of Heaven, how to establish order after that?"
Prince Renathal said:
"I studied with you when I was born, and you told me that I must plan before taking action, but do you really have a plan? You keep saying that you want to rule the dead and the living, but I can't see you taking any action in this regard!
No one knows you better than me!
If you are really interested in something, you will do your best to take the initiative in your own hands instead of pushing everything to your allies.
Just like you love conspiracy to relieve your depression, so you sent Nathrezim to infiltrate Six Realms and Material Star Sea. You stayed in the palace all night long to browse the information and issued a series of instructions.
That's when you're truly interested.
I don't know how deep your cooperation with Zovaal is, but the problem is that you are only destroying, but leaving all the rebuilding to Zovaal.
You have no interest in rebuilding, you have no interest in ruling.
You can't hide it from me! You're just content to be a destroyer..."
Prince Renathal's tone was very exciting, but the emperor chose to remain silent.
He didn't intend to answer this question. He obviously wasn't that interested in showing his true soul in front of others and letting others point their fingers at him.
But there is no denying it, which speaks for itself.
Prince Renathal smiled.
He held his father's cold mechanical fingers and said:
"Although this system has problems of one kind or another, we only have one Shadowlands for us to survive, Father King! You destroyed it, where should the dead go?
The most important thing is, if you think something is not perfect enough, shouldn't you think of ways to make it perfect instead of just destroying it and looking forward to the next item you get?
Just like in your eyes, I am not perfect, far from perfect, but you can patiently teach me and look forward to my growth instead of destroying me and creating a new me.
You don't really want to ruin Shadowlands's destiny, you just
You're just too disappointed to even try again, right?
Holy Light Invasion in ancient times was your attempt, right?
I don't believe that Nathrezim, who was shaped by you personally, would be stupid enough to be discovered by Naaru when he infiltrated, because I have already learned about "Redeemer" Lothraxion from Diakum the Saint.
Facts have proved that Nathrezim can be perfectly integrated into Holy Light. Therefore, their original "mistake" must have been deliberate. You wanted to attract Holy Light to impact the destiny, so that you and other Eternal Ones could have a glimpse of the possibility of transformation.
But their reaction makes you very disappointed.
That's why you chose to cooperate with Zovaal.
Look, Father King, the reason why I don't use conspiracy methods is not because I don't understand how to advance the conspiracy. I just think that if we want something, we should take our own actions instead of pinning all our hopes on others.
I'm not criticizing you.
I just want to reassure you that your son will definitely reverse his destiny, and one day, I will become another you.
A Absolver II who is not restrained or forced, whose heart is no longer full of anger and unwillingness, and can be calm.
You are immortal.
You will eventually see the day when I reach the top."
"Then, let me take a look."
Sire Denathrius could no longer maintain the final glory. When the last trace of Sin Anima Dispersion, his face completely transformed from the posture of the emperor into a mechanical skull, and the scarlet absolution energy was pushed into his son's chest by the emperor with his last strength, causing Prince Renathal to fall to the ground in an instant.
Sarkir rushed over and tried to take Prince Renathal away, but the inheritance of the true god turned into scarlet lightning, making it impossible to get close.
The blood-red reflection of River of Sin looms in the sky, seemingly witnessing the transformation and transmission of the power of the Accuser.
At the last moment, the emperor said:
"What are you going to do with me?"
Diakum and Sarkir looked at each other. As Sarkir called King's Sorrow and slowly floated up, Vigilant asked softly:
"Have you ever heard of "Fishing Man"?"
"Huh?"
When the leader of Nathrezim, female Dreadlord Ginthasa, opened her eyes, she saw a broken and dim dome. She moved her body with difficulty, and then she felt pain all over her body.
Her memory was very confusing. The last scene before coma was that she was being swallowed by the darkness of Eclipse, and she could only cry out in despair.
She felt like a desperate drowning person, experiencing a period of fragmentation before being rescued.
Just as he was about to get up with difficulty, he was held down by another Dreadlord next to him.
"Tichondrius? Why are you here?"
Ginthasa said in surprise:
"You were clearly not summoned to Shadowlands by your father, and if I remember correctly, you were exiled to Sea of Darkness by the cruel Shadewalker under Diakum. There is no news about you after that.
This is you."
Female Dreadlord did not continue.
Because she suddenly realized a terrifying possibility about her hiding place at this time
"Yes, we are at Sea of Darkness."
Tichondrius waited until his female compatriots fell silent before telling the truth in a casual tone.
It still has the same demon king posture as before, but its wings are dotted with a deep halo in addition to the green light, and the crystals on its claws have also changed from Fel to more ferocious shadow claw blades. This guy is surrounded by the faint whisper of the abyss.
This is when he has transformed his form of the Force into the void.
"Should you and I thank you for saving me from Sarkir? Or should we hate you for dragging me into the abyss of the void."
Ginthasa sighed:
"So, you've been hiding around us, right?"
"This is not the point. The point is what we should do next."
The Tichondrius in Voidform is much deeper and said in a concise tone:
"Shadowlands is no longer our hometown. Stonewright and her Stoneborn will not let us go. It is also difficult for the Burning Legion to go back. The downfall of Sarkir makes it difficult for us to continue to seize high positions in the Burning Legion.
But all of the above difficulties can be overcome.
The biggest problem now is that my father is sealed in King's Sorrow, and I got a message.
Diakum wants to send King's Sorrow to Light Cosmic Domain and seal it on Material World.
There is no need to doubt the accuracy of this news. When I rescued you from Eclipse, I saw with my own eyes the scene where Diakum summoned Platinum Naaru.
She will leave to return to the Material Star Sea soon.
So, here comes the problem."
"Abyss Demon King" Tichondrius looked at Ginthasa with subtle eyes, shrouded in the dark shadow that covered its body, and said:
"That idiot Banaszar ruined himself in the hands of Sarkir. I am gathering other Dreadlord. We must find a way to get back my father's sealed magic blade. Only under the leadership of my father can Nathrezim rise again in the Material Star Sea and find our place of refuge.
This action is very dangerous.
There is even a high probability that it is a trap that lures us into taking the bait.
Alas, there was a time when Diakum couldn't catch a fish in a calm river, but now, he can already set up such a plan.
He's the fisherman and we're the fish, and we seem to have no choice, so shall we bite the hook?"