The Spirit World

Chapter 1013 Shadow Pendant (Forty-eight)
"Mr. Yi Longzhi...what should be used to maintain world peace..."

An ancient chessboard is held up by numerous star stones in the center of the hall. An arched bridge made of branches and leaves supports the entire hall. In this wall-less tree palace, white lotuses bloom respectfully. They embellish the ancient elven throne, filling this place with an intoxicating fragrance.

The person being asked sat quietly in the center of the hall with his eyes closed, immersed in the beauty of his gorgeous clothes. He looked like a statue of a gorgeous man, quiet and peaceful.

There are so many possible answers.

There are so many questions to ask.

But he didn't answer this one.

The person asking the question had her back to him, her elf-like white flowered robe touching the ground, the light elf-style long gown flowing with the slowly blowing wind, her whole body standing upright forward, looking at the sunless sky, the lantern grass illuminating her cheeks, her golden hair like the daytime rising in the east, caressing her shoulders like snow, waiting for the wind to blow it up.

Thinking that even if he was a dragon, he might not be able to answer all the questions, her heart settled down. She lowered her head in silence, no longer looking at the dying sky.

“Those guys, they still haven’t given up… It’s only been quiet for a few years…” She leaned over to look at Yi Longzhi, and seeing him resting peacefully, she turned around, like an old man with his hands clasped behind his back, and sighed helplessly: “It’s only been less than a hundred years, and they’re starting a war again. Obviously, they gained enough last time…”

"Master Long..."

She pleaded, but before she could say anything, she was interrupted by Yilong's gentle voice.

"The Elf Kingdom is very safe... [Xiao Ting], why do you have to worry so much..."

Yilongzhi still had his eyes closed, his hands hanging on his thighs, sleeping quietly and silently. His indifference sometimes made people feel scared.

Because, after all, he really doesn't care about these trivial matters in the world.

"The Bronze Jade Clan, the Feathered Serpent Clan, the Mountain Clan, and even the Giant Dragon Clan and the Ancient Dragon Clan, have all perished one by one. After the [Battle of Tianhua Mountain], how many visible and tangible races are still alive? If the fighting continues, I'm afraid that everything will be destroyed again!"

"[Christine]..."

"Master Long..."

They called each other by their names. Christine didn't know why Long Zhi interrupted her only "angry words". Perhaps it was because there was another race that disappeared in the long river of history.

"The Chinese race has been destroyed for three thousand years... Lord Long..."

She uncovered the terrible scar, opened her eyes as a dragon, looked down at the ground covered with flowers, but fell silent again.

"My ancestors paid a heavy price to protect world peace, but war has never been far away from us. It is like a wound that cannot stop bleeding again and again, and there has never been a brief peace."

She spoke again without any pause.

"Even at the end of the Golden Age! Now in the New Testament era! Wars have never stopped! The created [tribes] are filled with so many pathetic [desires], and they release their desires in killing again and again! And! There is no possibility of extinction..."

She angrily let her voice resound throughout the hall. As the queen of the Elf Kingdom, all her majesty turned into a kind of sadness born out of anger.

She was powerless to change this.

The spirit lived too long, with so many separations and deaths, so much sorrow for the passing of time, so much loss of one's teeth and lips, so many illusions like dreams, all of which were combined in these few sentences, making the length of life extremely short, as if she would die tomorrow.

Can……

"So? Xiaoting..."

Yilong laughed softly. He was not mocking Christine, but felt a sense of disobedience because Tian Zhen's words were inconsistent with her status.

This sense of disharmony amused Yi Longzhi, as if a person who was born magnanimous was being advised to be more optimistic by someone who was full of hatred.

“I feel unworthy for my ancestors.”

Christine shook off the veil of her robe with a sonorous voice: "Their sacrifices only resulted in the reignition of wars again and again! The peace they swore to protect has been trampled upon time and time again, and there is no logic at all!"

The flames of war seem to be able to start from anywhere. The flames of war seem to be able to start for any reason.

And peace is just another form of war.

This great sorrow oppressed the [Guardians] who had to give their all for this, making their sacrifice even more [useless and tragic]...

And let the descendants bear the beliefs of the victims!

Unmatched!
anger!
"This is not worth it! It makes me sad..."

Christine's tone softened a little, and she turned her back to Yilongzhi again.

But she seemed to be able to only feel sad because she couldn't be the first to start a war.

No, she could not launch a "counterattack" in the name of this - in the absence of a moment called "justice", she could only silently endure the oppressive feeling of being attacked at any time.

This kind of "sorrow of being a kind person" that is difficult for ordinary people to understand will make people grit their teeth.

It's like you know that someone has committed a heinous crime, but you can only wait for the judicial process to collect evidence step by step to try him, and you can only endure your anger towards him.

"Christine, am I a bad person in your eyes?"

Yilong conveyed this sentence to the quiet Christine with a gentle laugh. Christine was stunned for a second before she remembered to ask why.

"What……"

"If we could do anything with conscience, then the world would become extremely boring, wouldn't it?"

"I don't understand what you mean... Lord Yilong."

"Anger is human nature."

As these words echoed in the hall, the chess game that had not yet been completed had already become a dead end.

[Since it's a dead end, is there no need to continue?
Christine.

That would be too much of an underestimation of yourself, and of all those who have fought so hard for this chess game. Your ancestors would not regret sacrificing themselves for the cause they had fought for their entire lives. 】

"Please don't underestimate yourself and worry about them."

"As the queen of the Elf Kingdom, you should understand this."

Yilong was gloomy and depressed, with a rare look of sadness on his face.

“So there are so many things that need to be done…”

He closed his eyes again, but from beginning to end, he did not answer her question.

He was unwilling to answer even the vaguest answer.

Thinking back to the morning three thousand years ago, a Chinese man with a goatee asked the same question.

He could obviously talk for a long, long time and come up with many, many ways to maintain peace.

They had a great conversation, and at that time, they were thinking about each other.

Later on,
You can meet a lot of people and talk a lot...

Please have your own thoughts.



(End of this chapter)