The Righteous Player(s)

The existence of Philip was originally a tragedy.

　　 From the very beginning, when he became an "eloquent", his life has no meaning.

　　 It does not need his hard work and eloquence, the curse will eventually be abolished; he does not need his exhaustive planning, the first generation Noah will eventually establish a nation.

　　He does not need him to protect the Fourth Historical Theory, because the crane has not yet been born; nor does he need him to bear the crane, because the crane has already been born.

　　No one, no **** thought that Philip's conspiracy would succeed. The gods were not wary of him, and could even be said to be forgiving.

　　Whether it is a silver jazz or a tragedy writer, Vladimir or Nicholas, they all plan and arrange conspiracies on the premise of the "death of Philip".

　　Or to say that Philip is indeed the protagonist of a certain tragedy.

　　 But this tragedy...is his own life.

　　 There is no expectation of anyone, no gain. From the very beginning, it didn't make any sense...no one rejoiced, and no one hated it. Because what he tried his best to do didn't make sense.

　　 There is no shortage of him in the world.

　　 He is like a tired sweating man trying to push the train. Whether he pushes the train or not, the train will start when it is time to start.

　　 "From the very beginning, Philip has been in this tragedy-the tragedy of his life."

　　 The tragedy writer declared: "He didn't offend anyone, nor did he do anything wrong-just because his aspirations were too ambitious. Compared with what he was going to do, his own abilities were far from enough.

　　"He has a very clever mind, but he is not smart enough to reverse the trend and is necessary for him. Compared with his fellow colleagues and forerunners, his ability is too low.

　　"The elf emperor originally planned to abolish the curse energy, but was just going through the process of persuading the people; King Noah was originally a very smart person, but he hoped to use the name of the ‘eloquent’ to increase his conviction.

　　 "Even if the Fourth Historical Theory is handed over to the Royal Family of Noah, they will not use it indiscriminately; there is no need for him to serve as the backup crane-because Annan, you can indeed accomplish all tasks.

"He thinks that he is very important and he has a sense of extra responsibility. He no longer listens to other people's admonitions, but constantly increases himself with responsibilities that he can't handle at all...Finally, he was swallowed up by the greater and heavier trend of the times. Crushing to the point where there is no bones is something that can be predicted long ago."

　　 spans a thousand years of time.

　　 has long forgotten the original purpose.

　　 I even forget my past.

　　 I don’t know what to do, and I can’t do anything.

　　 Until the end, everyone seemed to be waiting for the end of the leader's speech, eagerly waiting until the curtain ended-meaningless life.

　　 The tragedy writer's hands were raised high, and fell like a conducting orchestra.

　　 He made a deep and intoxicating voice: "Personal powerlessness is also beautiful. The confusion without pain or regret is also worthy of others' embarrassment. How can he be said to be meaningless?

　　 "Looking at his life itself, it is a long tragedy-rather, it is precisely because the entire long life can only have such value.

　　"——His ending is the grand tragedy that I agreed with him."

　　 The tragedy writer's voice just fell off.

　　 In front of Annan and Vladimir, there was a sudden flash of light.

　　 Even the first time I saw this blurry light.

　　Annan also realized its essence right away.

　　 That is not yet born [Fourth Theory of History]!

　　 It wasn't until Annan knew that Philip was really dead...The Fourth Historical Theory finally appeared.

　　 But Annan was not eager to take it away.

　　 Instead, he looked at Vladimir whose whole person seemed to have become nothingness.

　　 "Your plan is really good, Vladimir."

　　Annan looked at Vladimir: "But you just ran into me.

He finally pronounced: "Your trick has been seen through by me. Whether you choose to fight to the death with me, or escape and plan to make a comeback, the result is the same. What you expect will not be realized, and what you are pursuing will not be realized. Will get it again.

　　 "——You have already lost."

　　 Although Vladimir’s fighting ability was not damaged in the slightest.

　　 He still will not be interfered by the gods, nor has he been defeated or defeated by Annan. He is also a golden-level transcendent, with an unshakable lofty fake body that has not even been seen through by Annan.

　　 But he just failed completely.

　　 has been in the layout four years ago, and spent all energy and paid a huge price, but finally fell on the last level.

　　 was seen through and demolished by Annan mercilessly from top to bottom.

　　——It's like a tall building collapsed vertically by an instant blast.

　　 No matter what strength he still has, it doesn't make any sense anymore.

　　 Because even if he defeats Annan and becomes a crane, it doesn't make any sense.

　　 Unlike Nicholas II, who needed the power of the crane to carry out his plan of "dictatorship of the gods", Vladimir dismissed the power of the crane.

　　 From the root, he is not interested in "helping others with all he can".

　　 Even his subordinates and his followers, Vladimir did not treat them as human beings.

　　 For him, this is actually only himself, enemies, tools... and the dregs who are not worthy of being enemies and tools.

　　Extremely selfish.

　　 Although they are both mirrors, he and Nicholas are two completely different people.

　　 "...Don't you have your own dream?"

　　 Vladimir finally couldn't help it, and said for the first time: "Your dream is to destroy other people's dreams?"

　　 "That's the treatment that only brave men and heroes can have."

　　 Annan smiled: "I am far from worthy.

　　 "Even if I am struggling in the mud and living an ordinary life with my head down, I am the first to raise my head and reach out when others need help.

　　 "I'm just a fanatic who doesn't care about the consequences and does what I want-I happen to be on the right side, just because I think this side makes me more happy.

　　 "You are right-I really don't have any dreams. But I know, whether it's you, Nicholas, the spiritual monk or the dreamer...I don't want to see you succeed.

　　 "Such a future is not the future I like; such a world is not the world I love."

　　 Annan unswervingly raised his hand [Bone Picker's Forgiveness] again.

　　 pointed at Vladimir.

"Even if I still don't know what I really want to do until now-but thanks to you, you have given me the direction. Let me want to be your enemy, so that I can save the world and not fall into a villain. ...I want to thank you."

"……I understand."

　　 Vladimir said solemnly: "I have no future to speak of. My future is dark, and no light can be seen in any direction...

　　 "But I will never give victory to others.

　　"It’s just like what you said. You don’t have any dreams, but simply look at me unpleasantly—then I am now an enemy of you, and I don’t have any ideals or plans.

　　 "There is no good ~ www.wuxiaspot.com~ and nothing can be changed. I just want to kill you."

　　 Vladimir's mouth showed a cold smile: "In any case, I refuse to help you.

　　 "I am a villain. But there is nothing wrong with it. I gladly accept all the consequences, but I will never repent.

　　 "The wicked will go to the end in a posture of belonging to the wicked——"

　　 The sublime fake body behind him, under the catalysis of this consciousness, began to spread and grow again.

　　 "Even if you are a forgiving teacher, you can't forgive my sins."

Winter Defender Vladimir raised his head and looked at Annan calmly: "You have no power anymore. I hate shameless fights. For meaningless fights, biting each other like wild beasts... it's extremely ugly. .

　　 "Then, I take a step back. How about we use the strongest blow to directly attack each other's body at the same time?

　　 "No escape, no evasion, no defense...This is the only way you can effectively kill me, Majesty Crane. Otherwise, I will run away."

　　 "It's the only way you can really kill me before Silver Sir rushes back, right."

　　 Annan took a deep breath: "Yes, I bet.

　　 "Then compare and see, whose life is harder and whose luck is better."

　　The Fourth Historical Theory is still being produced and has not yet been condensed into reality.

　　 The tragedy writer on the side looked at the two men, his eyes widened and his breath was held.