King of Glory: I am a Soldier

Chapter 569: World Chapter Final Battle (9)

When the mountains and rivers are broken——

Located in the northern polar region, the Tower of the Sun, one of the ancient wonders forgotten in the severe winter and the long river of history, also welcomed a rare and distinguished guest.

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In the heavy snow, the bare feet stepped lightly on the freezing rocky ground; although the sage with green hair and blue clothes was lightly dressed, he was not afraid of the severe cold of the ice and snow.

He looked up at the ruined great miracle with a complicated expression. In his deep green eyes, there was an unfathomable light shining.
"Sir, how do you know that he and I are trapped here?"

A pleasant voice suddenly sounded from behind.

Zhuang Zhou turned around and looked at the white-haired woman who was floating on the side and also had bare snow-white feet.

She was wearing a lavender dress, her skin was as white as polar snow, and her face was beautiful yet also had a pitiful beauty and fragility.

"Princess, I didn't know what happened here beforehand. It was the Son of Prophecy who was far away in Yunmo who sent me a message to come here." Zhuang Zhou answered truthfully, "Because my ability can save you who are sealed."

Before Ming Shiyin and his group returned to Yunmo, a large-scale battle had taken place in this place. In the end, Ming Shiyin's side, who had held Princess Hanyue hostage, won a great victory, and the Demigod Bow Hou Yi was forcibly sealed on the top of the Tower of the Sun.

Chang'e was slightly stunned by this: "Who is this son of prophecy you are talking about?"

"His name is Wang Yao, a person with a very special background. Sister Chang'e, you probably don't know him. All you need to know is that he predicted that you would be in danger, so he called us here, right, Master?"

A clear voice with a hint of innocence and romance came from the other side.

She was a lively and bright girl with long curly sea-blue hair. Under a simple dark blue dress, she had a pair of smooth and slender legs that were no less than those of Princess Hanyue. This made this girl, who was not yet fully mature, have her own lively beauty.

Zhuang Zhou did not comment on the interruption of Mermaid Song Doria.

After falling into deep thought, Chang'e vaguely guessed something: "He also wants to borrow Yi's power, so he asked you to come here, right?"

"Yes." Zhuang Zhou said bluntly without hiding anything: "According to the Son of Prophecy, Hou Yi's power is crucial."

After saying that, Zhuang Zhou took the lead and walked straight towards the Sun Tower.

Because time is very tight.
They walked through the snowy mountain roads, entered the majestic buildings, and passed through the long corridors that had stood for thousands of years. The scenery along the way was strange and diverse, and everything they saw and heard was an ancient technological style that could not be seen anywhere else in the King's Continent.

"Is this the fate that he is destined to never escape? As the strongest humanoid weapon, no matter what era it is, he can only be used as a tool?"

"Princess, why don't we look at this issue from a different perspective? Rather than being a tool at the mercy of others, it is better to say that this is the supreme mission given to him by fate."

"I don't want him to live with such a heavy mission."

"A lot of people don't want to do it, but someone has to do it, right?"

Accompanied by meaningful conversations, the three of them finally reached the top of the Sun Tower.

On the empty platform, the wind and snow were blowing, and a white-haired man covered in scars was seen being tightly entangled in a giant crescent-shaped device by countless golden chains covered with spells. From time to time, drops of golden blood dripped from the edge of his armor onto the cold brick surface.

Obviously, he had fought hard, but he was defeated in the end.

"Yi"

Feeling distressed, Chang'e was about to step forward, but Zhuang Zhou held her back. As if sensing something, the sealed Houyi slowly opened his eyes, revealing a pair of sharp, pure golden pupils!

He first glanced at Princess Hanyue, and after making sure that she was fine, he turned to the sage and said coldly, "You should know that I never welcome your visit."

Houyi has always hated being used as a tool.

It seems that his existence was destined to be unfortunate from the beginning. People need him, but are also wary of him. They condone his existence in order to be able to utilize his power, but will seal him away out of fear of his power.

Zhuang Zhou was naturally very clear about this, so he said: "This time is different from the past, and I must come no matter what, because we need your strength."

Hou Yi immediately snorted with disdain: "Put away your clichés. Wan Gu Chang Ming said the same thing the last time he came here. What was the result?"

"No, this time is different, because your next decision will affect the future of the entire world."

Zhuang Zhou calmly explained, "I think you should have sensed the aura of the evil god. You and I both know that facing this kind of creation-level existence, even if all the heroes of the entire continent were united, they might not be his opponent, not to mention..."

Before he finished speaking, Hou Yi interrupted him with a sneer, "What's more, the Jixia Academy has long lost its former glory and authority. Let alone calling on heroes to unite to fight against the evil gods, even gathering forces from all sides is almost impossible. Is that right?"

Seeing Zhuang Zhou remain silent, Hou Yi's mockery deepened: "I have long said that your stubbornness and bigotry will one day bring this world into an irreparable situation. Now it seems that this prediction seems to come sooner than expected."

Doria on the side puffed up her cheeks, seeming very dissatisfied with Houyi's undisguised contempt for Zhuang Zhou. She was about to open her mouth to refute, but Zhuang Zhou raised his hand to signal her to stop talking.

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"Indeed, we have made many wrong decisions in the past 2000 years, and facts have proved that even saints are not always right."

At this point, a hint of bitterness appeared on Zhuang Zhou's lips, because he suddenly remembered a sentence that Wang Yao had refuted him a long time ago; they are not worthy of being called sages!

So many outstanding students were slaughtered by them, and so many beautiful wishes were strangled in the cradle in their hands, so that some people with ulterior motives had the opportunity to resurrect the evil god Di Jun, which eventually led to the almost irreversible situation we are in today. There is no doubt that they are indeed unworthy of being called saints, and should be regarded as sinners that will never fade away!
They have been in this position of saints for too long, so long that they have forgotten to overlook the suffering of all living beings, and have forgotten the historical responsibility that they should have shouldered.
"No matter what the final result is, we are destined to be cursed and despised by future generations. But even so, I want to do my part at the last moment, and I hope you do the same."

Zhuang Zhou looked at Hou Yi sincerely: "At this very moment, the young man who was once misunderstood and targeted by us is still fighting hard with the evil god on the other side of the land. He is the most qualified person to say that he should just ignore it, but he did not stand by and watch. In the face of major issues, he was willing to put aside his personal grudges. Could it be that we, the clergy who survived from the old times, are not even as good as a younger generation?"

However, facing the sage's almost begging attitude, Hou Yi remained indifferent: "Perhaps all this is just your wishful thinking again. As one of the creator gods, Di Jun's ideas may not necessarily be wrong."

"That's because you don't know the Evil God well enough!"

Zhou Zhuang's voice suddenly rose a few notches, carrying a bit of anger and a bit of unique fear.
Doria was also startled, because Zhuang Zhou was always gentle and polite, and it was extremely rare for him to react so violently all of a sudden.

Perhaps realizing his own gaffe, Zhuang Zhou adjusted his mindset and then explained leisurely, "You should all know the God of Dawn, who is also one of the gods of creation, right? In fact, if we talk about who is the most powerful among the three gods of creation, it is undoubtedly Lord Pangu. His power far exceeds that of the evil god Di Jun, especially the Axe of Creation in his hand, which has the power to destroy the world and destroy the heavens that no one can resist."

Hearing this, everyone's expression changed slightly as if they realized something.

Zhuang Zhou nodded and said, "That's right. Emperor Jun also coveted this magic weapon. So 2000 years ago, Emperor Jun, whose original philosophy was different from that of the Supreme Creator, designed to kill Lord Pangu, who had always remained neutral, in order to have enough power to fight against the Supreme Creator and to eliminate his potential opponent first. All these schemes were not realized until Lord Pangu split the 'greenhouse' and died under the impact of the torrent of time. The Supreme Creator reacted belatedly. So to a large extent, the battle of the gods 2000 years ago was not only due to the disagreement between the creation gods, but also the factor of clearing the sect!"

As he spoke, Zhuang Zhou stared at Houyi with sharp eyes.

"Let's not worry about what Di Jun's ideals are, but if the world is ruled by people who are willing to harm their fellow men just for their own selfish desires and to gain power, what do you think will happen to the future of mankind and the fate of heroes?"

Houyi finally fell silent.

The wind and snow are howling, only the Sun Tower standing in the polar region will be immortal
It was not until a long time later that Houyi's voice slowly sounded again under Princess Hanyue's expectant gaze.

"What do you, no, the Child of Prophecy want me to do?"