Durin's Diary

Chapter 659: Respect for All Living Beings (4K)

I am very curious, if that fellow called Old Boneshard is really as smart as a human, then why his command of the green-skinned orc army is sometimes good and sometimes bad.

Daju said in confusion.

Is there a possibility that this guy is not the superior of the War Overlord, he has his own war gang, and the previous attack on Zolotonosha City was a collaboration between him and other War Overlords.

Eleven stated his analysis.

What you mean is that after discovering my presence in the battle of Zolotonosha, his warband chose to retreat, and the warband of the War Overlord that was crippled by me lost its leader and was either defeated outside the city or wiped out in subsequent battles, and the remaining ones were all swallowed up by them.

After thinking about it, Du Lin felt that he was right - indeed, in the battles during this period, he did find that some greenskin war gangs had a discipline that other greenskin war gangs did not have.

This can be seen from the previous Zaporizhia-Vasilivka-Melitopol line. Some greenskin war gangs stopped attacking immediately after they were beaten to a pulp on the defense line, and immediately disappeared from the attack sequence.

Other greenskin warbands usually have to endure several beatings before they realize their mistake, and some even crash into their defenses and die without realizing it.

So, in that case, I'm not helping Old Broken Bones.

Damn it, the more Dulin thought about it, the angrier he got. When he arrived at Orekhov, Dulin went out of the city and beat up a big green-skinned guy who was challenging him. The latter was shouting happily, but who would have thought that Dulin would appear on the city wall the next second and flash in front of him.

The entire battlefield fell silent, but Durin was not idle either. He swung a stick and hit the big guy on the head. He fell silently, his brains scattered all over the ground, and his skull fluttered in the distance.

Du Lin took a deep breath and then spat on the ground. He looked around and asked, "Who else?"

The greenskins nearby turned and ran.

Very good, it looks like it should be Old Boneslayer's warband.

Let them go back and report the news. With this thought in mind, Du Lin returned to the city wall.

He wrote down his thoughts in a letter and gave it to the silver dragons, asking them to take it to Leasandro and let the old man think about it carefully.

Before Du Lin could figure out what to do, he heard an exclamation from the observation post.

Du Lin looked at the observation post and found that the soldiers there were pointing in the direction outside the city.

What made them so shocked?

Du Lin turned his head and looked outside.

He saw a shriveled green man - much thinner than the one Dulin had drawn before. He was wearing an old Sidney military uniform, which was full of rips and patches.

The most outrageous thing is that this old greenskin is actually wearing a pair of torn pants. You know, other greenskins don’t wear leather aprons, they just wear torn birds.

Is this really a green-skinned orc? It can’t be some half-blood giant who made himself look like a green orc.

"It's Old Boneslayer! This damn greenskin is still alive!" An old warrior recognized him.

Immediately, many guns were pointed at him.

But Durin waved his hand to stop the hunters' actions, then jumped off the wall and strode towards the greenskin: "Are you looking for death here?"

He asked loudly.

If I really cherish my life, I really shouldn't come here, but you see, I come here empty-handed. O strong man of the grassland elves, would you wield a knife against an unarmed old man?

Old Broken Bones is just as rumored, he does have psychic powers and is extremely skilled at it.

When Durin heard this, he was also happy. He turned around and waved his hand again to the people on the city wall, which meant that he had something to talk to these greenskins.

Then he turned around and began to pull a chair out from the ground, pointing at the air around him. "I never thought you could speak human language. By the way, do you think I should stop here? After all, if I go any further, the assassin beside you will be unable to control himself, right?"

Old Bonebreaker also grinned. He stretched out his hand and brushed the air around him. A smaller green-skinned girl was broken out of stealth. She glared at Dulin, then carefully moved Old Bonebreaker's hand away.

"Humans, can't be trusted." This girl looked like a green-skinned human, very different from the green-skinned orcs Du Lin had seen, and there was no comparison at all.

She could speak the common language of mankind, but it was obvious that she was not very familiar with it.

"Child, remember his appearance. He is not a human being. He is a Candle Dragon, a descendant of the noble administrator." Old Broken Bone pointed at Du Lin and said.

"What is an administrator?" she asked.

"He is the master of all things." Old Broken Bones said, looking at Du Lin. "Child, I once told you to be humble in the face of such blood. Because if he truly possesses the key, all he needs is a glance, and lives like you and me will have to pay back our transgressions with blood."

Du Lin had already sat down on the tree stump that had broken through the ground. After hearing what he said, Du Lin was a little confused: "Key, to be honest, I have never seen it, but I don't know if you recognize these."

After saying that, Durin took out the Ouroboros Ring·The Key to the Endless Think Tank and the Ouroboros Ring·The Crystallization of Endless Wisdom.

Du Lin has never been able to figure out the functions of these two rings.

Old Broken Bones saw them and sighed, "This is the key."

"You could have lied." Du Lin looked at the old greenskin with some curiosity. "And to be honest, you don't look like the greenskin I know."

"My lineage, thanks to the transformation of Goddess Nuwa, has developed a sense of right and wrong, and a better understanding of the Greenskin Orcs' existence. Therefore, we will not lie to the Administrators. Your Excellency is now on the opposite side of us. I want to know why you are protecting the lives of those on the Western Continent. These traitorous descendants, these children of Chaos, should have been slaughtered by the Greenskin Orcs until their death."

This old man sometimes used the common language, sometimes used English, and in the last few sentences, he even used Changtang language.

"Why do you say that the beings on the Western Continent are the offspring of traitors, the children of Chaos?" "The scientists who created them are the so-called Old Gods. They were tainted by Chaos, and thus distorted all living things. These human civilizations on the Western Continent oppress their compatriots and abuse those of other races. If it weren't for the teachings of the Nameless, they would still be slave owners today." At this point, Old Bone Broken looked at Durin and said, "If you don't believe me, you can ask the Nameless Lord. He knows of my existence."

"I'm also puzzled. A freak of an alien species like you should have been exterminated long ago. Now it seems that, as you said, it wasn't Director Sun's plan. You will never be able to escape this curse." Du Lin looked at the frail warlord. "You're quite clever. The Nuwa you were referring to...was that Director Sun, or her twin grassland elves?"

"It was Director Sun Guanzhi. Her emotional clone enlightened the twins, becoming the Twin Mother Goddesses, while his rational clone enlightened us, solely to slaughter all the inhabitants of the Western Continent and avenge the Three Passes and Four Seas."

"What do the Three Passes and Four Seas have to do with this?" Du Lin was a little confused.

"The East was once a prosperous land. Under the care of Director Sun's twins, the people of Chang Tang lived a comfortable life. However, the old gods have distorted the four borders of Chang Tang. To the east, the inhabitants of the four islands have long lost their humanity and transformed into skeletal puppets. To the south of the South China Sea, life on the archipelago has transformed into monsters. In the west, the alienated humans and the Chang Tang people have been engaged in a bloody battle for a thousand years. And to the north, monsters roam the endless snowfields." At this point, Old Broken Bone sighed, "Director Sun's incarnation of reason has enlightened our people only to get us to take revenge on his colleagues."

"What about you? Would you be willing to be the sword of a dead god?" Du Lin asked.

Because Durin understood that the gods were dead, and all those oaths were no longer valid.

"From a human perspective, it shouldn't be this way, but I'm not human. Nuwa is dead, but the oath we swore is still ringing in my ears. I won't forgive these traitorous descendants. So, young administrator, will you stop this from happening? Do you think these lives are worth saving? Think of the blood shed by the Chang Tang people and the sacrifices they made. Simply because they are not of our race, their hearts must be different. The gods of the past, those former scientists, are ready to put all the people of the East to death."

Old Broken Bones looked at Durin, his questioning a little deafening.

Durin was silent for a while, and finally raised his head to look at the old orc: "Do you know about Northernism?"

"The human world may be a mystery to other green-skinned orcs, but to me, whether it's the Changtang fleet or the Venetian merchants, they all have secret channels for trading with me. I know what Northernism represents. I've read books from the Old Age. Beneath the ruins of Middle-earth, there are libraries from the Old Age. I've seen all the beauty described in those books. The so-called Northernism is nothing more than a ridiculous repetition of history, a poor imitation."

Old Broken Bone answered with a look of surprise on his face, as if he thought Du Lin shouldn't ask such a strange question.

Du Lin stretched out his hand, and a barrier that blocked all prying eyes blocked the prying eyes that had just appeared.

Then he looked at the old orc in front of him and gave himself a detection lie: "I am from another timeline, do you understand."

"I... can understand. Time is the only thing that humans in the old era cannot explain. What do you mean by saying that you come from another timeline?" Old Broken Bones' eyes were full of curiosity - there should not be such curiosity in the eyes of a green-skinned orc.

Du Lin sighed. "In that timeline, a mentor of mine told me about another 'ism,' so I believe the Internationale... will definitely come true. Humanity, regardless of race or ethnicity, will be united as one, and every one of us will fight for civilization, truth, and justice."

For this dream, generation after generation of Sons of the Tower carved themselves on that black monument.

Internationale, Sage Yu once mentioned this. He said that before the era of destruction, there was a group of people who died for this ideology. They seemed to be living in a dream, naively pursuing this dreamlike state, and only wished for universal peace and harmony.

At this point, Du Lin sighed, "I know this ideal is too beautiful, yet too bleak, because it requires unity of purpose, and people are born with desires, and their hearts are different. Therefore, this dream is far inferior to other existences. Therefore, desires never cease, and struggles never cease."

So blood flowed on the earth and war swept across all living things, and those warmongers, those conspirators, and those madmen regarded it as the ravings of a madman.

But they don’t know that they are the real lunatics and the ones who deserve to be killed.

Thinking of this, Du Lin looked at Old Broken Bones and said, "Do you understand, Old Broken Bones?"

"I... I understand that Your Excellency, the Administrator, has even more insane beliefs and more persistent goals than I do." Old Broken Bone said this, kneeling on one knee before Du Lin. "Your Excellency, the Administrator, if you need my head, please take it. Director Sun knows that if there were someone like you in this world, he would be extremely happy."

"I don't need your head. Go back and rule the world of the green orcs. Then, turn it into a true civilization. If I succeed, my dream will finally come true. The children of all living things will gather together. They will share knowledge and achieve great things, allowing civilization to reconquer everything: the earth, gravity, and the universe." Durin said this, looking at the little girl behind Old Broken Bones. "No matter what race the children are, they will all dream of civilization, truth, and justice."

She did not understand the conversation between Du Lin and his elders, but she could understand it, so she was deeply shocked.

"But what if we fail? As the book says, we will be wiped out from history by hostile ideologies, and only vague traces of it will remain in the minds of the people of Changtang." Old Broken Bone looked at Du Lin and asked hesitantly.

"Yes, it failed before. But a young ideology like Northernism can still emerge in a new era. This in itself proves one thing." Du Lin laughed and pointed at the old broken bones. "That is, those who represent ideology will decay and die, just as life will wither. But new flowers will bloom from the corpse called life. Later generations will inherit the ideology and light the beacon of civilization, allowing all this to happen again. Then the ideology will make a comeback, and we will never disappear."

At this point, Du Lin looked at Old Broken Bone and said, "What do you think about this?"

Old Bonebreaker thought for a moment, then grinned. "I will honor your bloodline, simply because you said you would allow civilization to reconquer everything: the earth, gravity, and the universe."

"Yes, this is my oath." At this moment, Du Lin said it very sincerely.

The next second, Nameless appeared. He transformed into a grassland elf and walked into the barrier. He looked at Old Bonesbone and said, "Old Bonesbone, I'm surprised you still remember the oath you made with her."

"Nuwa enlightened my clan, and some of my descendants have inherited this grace. Lord Anonymous, I will keep this oath until one day, this young administrator tells me that the oath has ended, all sins have been judged, and mankind has once again ignited the true fire of civilization..." At the end, Old Broken Bone looked at Durin.

"I swear, I will slaughter the old gods so that they can no longer harm living beings. I will judge their descendants, sever their bloodline, and prevent the possibility of their resurrection." After Du Lin finished speaking, he took out a bottle of wine from the space bag.

An old man's spirit appeared beside the nameless man.

He and Old Broken Bones caught the two cups thrown by Dulin, and Dulin pulled the cork.

Then he filled the glasses for both of them.

"My friend, there is no other paladin in the world as interesting as you." Old Broken Bones looked at the pale soul in front of him and finally shed tears.

"Isn't there an interesting young man like me in front of you?" Ul Yarrick raised his glass with a smile.

"Respect justice." Ur said with a smile.

"Respect the oath." Old Broken Bones said sadly.

"Respect justice." After saying this, Du Lin started blowing the bottle.

　I was going to end the chapter at a break, but as I was writing today I didn't want to end it anymore.

　　Damn it, we will never disappear!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)