High Above Chapter 89

  Chapter 89 Prisoner Star Prison (3 more, please read more)

"Grass (a kind of plant)." The boy even moved his eyes to the top of the truck subconsciously. Fortunately, there is no turret there, otherwise he would really think that this is a cow-powered tank unique to Terra: "In order to adapt to the mountain jungle environment Well, it's too outrageous, no wonder it needs a giant bull to pull it, what kind of camel beast can hold it!"

   It's one thing to think it's outrageous, but seeing that the surrounding people are not particularly surprised, Ian knows that all this may be quite common to the locals of Terra.

   And when the caravan arrived, the Viscount Mansion and a group of important figures in the city walked out of the mansion.

  Ian noticed that everyone, whether it was the Viscount or Elder Pude, had serious expressions on their faces. Although the Viscount's expression eased a little after seeing the caravan, he was still solemn overall.

  Accompanied by the bells of the Huaiguang Church in the city center and the city guards running around to announce, almost all the residents in Harrison Port who could come came to the central square.

  Because of the battle with the Crocodile Dragon, the Pingshi Square in the center of the port has been destroyed, and now it is just a piece of solid land. Nearly a thousand people gathered here, and more people are approaching from all directions.

Many people put down their work, because they know that the things that the lords take so seriously to drink, feast and enjoy beauty are definitely a major issue related to all of them. They discuss anxiously and anxiously, Loud voices echoed around the square.

   Soon, as Viscount Grant spoke, everyone fell silent.

"Citizens of Port Harrison, we have repelled another large-scale invasion of the aborigines after 20 years. I once promised that when the support from the imperial capital arrives, I will reward all those who have made meritorious deeds—I will not break my promise , as you can see, the aid from the imperial capital has arrived, and we will have sufficient rebuilding materials, the seeds selected by the imperial capital, and twelve giant Besen oxen."

  “One-third of it will be used to reward the heroes, and the rest will be used to support the reconstruction of the port and re-cultivate the farmland destroyed by the big storm.”

  The viscount's voice was loud and clear, and the moisture in the wind helped him vibrate the atmosphere, and the good news he announced did cause the crowd to burst into cheers, but the truly wise still frowned as they heard the uneasy turn.

"but."

   Sure enough, the Viscount changed the subject, took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice, "This is also the last batch of aid."

   "From today until the next five, ten, or twenty years, there will be no more assistance from the imperial capital."

  The aristocrat with brown hair and blue eyes paused for a while, waiting for the suddenly quiet citizens to digest the news, and then slowly said: "You must also want to know why, and I will tell you the truth now."

   "Flying Flame Kingdoms opened up the mountain road at the junction of Absalom Mountains and Baisen Mountains, connecting with the Bernas Plain in the west. Since then, the Constructed Knights of Feiyan Land can drive straight into the western hinterland of the empire."

   "The war has not yet begun, but it is near."

   Not everyone knows the names of those mountain ranges and how close and far they are from geographical locations, but no matter who they are, they are very clear about the meaning of that word.

   War.

  —War is coming.

  It is different from the local conflicts between Port Harrison and the natives... The Flying Flame Kingdoms and the Central Empire, the two giants facing each other across the Flying Flame Desert, are now truly bordering each other!

   “…this is really big news.”

   Ian, who was listening carefully to the Viscount's speech in the square, suddenly heard a familiar voice, and he felt a generous and warm hand covering his head.

The boy turned his head, and Hilliard, who was disguised as Oceana, had come behind him. The old knight looked solemnly at the center of the square, and he murmured in words that could only be heard by Ian: "They found the tame The method of the group of steel pterosaurs in the Basalom Mountains, or destroying the nests of those dragon beasts at all costs?"

   "In any case, the rear of the empire's western front will now become the front line. Although there is no war yet, the pressure is even greater... After all these years of recuperation, is it so difficult to maintain a stable peace?"

   "Even if you pay such a high price to open the mountain road, do you still have to start a war?"

  Ian heard the deep and unspeakable sadness from his teacher's calm tone.

  —Not for the Empire, but for those who will die.

   boy thought.

  A wanted criminal of the empire would actually feel pity and anger for the dead in the future from the bottom of his heart. It might be incomprehensible to others, but if it is his own teacher, it is quite normal.

  Because Hilliard is such a person...he is such a strong, gentle, powerful person, but he doesn't feel that he is superior.

  That's why I sincerely regard the other party as a teacher.

   "War will definitely start."

  Thinking of this, the young boy lowered his eyes, and he said lightly: "It's not because of the war at all costs, but because we have reached the point where we have to start a war, so we will do whatever it takes."

"Of course I know…"

  The old knight whispered to himself: "How could I not know?"

Viscount Grant was still speaking on the stage in the middle of the square. He must unite the hearts of the people, because the official road in the southwest plain is no longer safe, whether it is the possible invasion of flying flames, or simply the empire itself feels unsafe and needs to be changed. Trade routes will have a great impact on Harrison Port, which is at the edge of the world.

   But at this time, neither Ian nor Hilliard wanted to listen anymore.

   However, right now.

  Suddenly, Ian felt his eyes blurred.

  —Vision? No, why is it so strong? !

   There was only time for such a thought to flash through my mind, and a strong sense of penetration appeared in my mind.

  Sudden strong light and interlaced light and shadow began to emerge in Ian's vision, and thousands of interlaced and fragmented fragments began to merge and reorganize.

   Accompanied by the sudden pain that penetrated deep into the skull, as if burning the soul, Ian, who thought he was temporarily blind, saw a scene that seemed to originate from an extremely distant image.

"This is-"

  The boy opened his eyes wide, but his water-colored misty eyes did not look at the teacher who was supporting him in surprise. His eyes were extremely empty, as if the soul had spread to an extremely distant place along the eyes, and the time passed.

  The brain seemed to be torn apart, but at this moment, the boy saw the beacon smoke and the overturned city.

Ian saw that the houses were ignited by the blazing flames, the huge country was torn apart in the desolate drums of war, the earth was suffering, and hundreds of millions of creatures were struggling and roaring in the sky and the earth, but it was still difficult to get rid of the endless darkness. Can sink to the end of eternity, rot into marl.

He saw, saw the vast plain stretching under his feet, and at the end of his vision, a line of black cavalry galloped on the decaying scorched earth, and the huge armor released beams of light that tore through the dark night, turning one city after another into a sea of ​​flames , and then extinguished it again, like a bright but quickly extinguished torch in the night.

  Ian saw it, he saw, at the very end, the ruins of the cities rose up with black smoke enough to cover the earth, the sky, the planets and even the starry sky of the universe.

  This black is death, it is ominous, and it is also an omen.

  The black-red mist lingers on everything and all living beings in the world, no one can escape, no one can escape.

  —The cowardly have nowhere to hide, only the brave can survive.

   Everything dissipates.

"Ha ha…"

   Breathing heavily, Ian seemed to be waking up from a dream. He had opened the vision vision at some point, and then looked around at everyone around him.

  Gray, white, white, white, gold, purple, blue...Ordinary people, teachers, Viscount Grant, Elder Pudd...Even squares, streets, the entire Harrison Port...all the fog is extremely normal.

   "There is no black...but I see it, I see it...the whole world is filled with..."

  Psionic energy was overloaded, and bright red blood overflowed from the nose and corners of the eyes, but Ian didn't realize it. If Hilliard hadn't stopped drinking and injected a warm source of essence into his body, I'm afraid he would continue to watch.

   "What's the matter, Ian, your psionic energy suddenly lost control, what's going on?!"

  Before attracting the attention of those around him, Hilliard sensed that his disciple was wrong. He frowned, and a silver brilliance lit up in his eyes, sweeping across the boy's body.

   Immediately afterwards, he made a decision, took Ian home as quickly as possible, and activated the source quality guide, but he couldn't bring the other party back to normal.

"teacher…"

   Ian, who was sober, blinked, raised his hand, and wiped away the blood spilling from the corners of his eyes and nose and mouth.

  He closed his eyes, closed the vision of prescience, and then slowly said: "I just saw... saw..."

  Ian was silent for a long time, then raised his head and looked at the teacher with a complicated expression.

  The white-haired and blue-eyed boy said softly, his voice was ethereal, as if he came from a very far and high place, like a prophet of prophecy: "I saw the world turned into ruins, and a dark mist descended on the world, and huge destruction and disasters are about to happen."

   "I see all beings fighting each other, destroying hope with fire and thunder, and the end of eternal doom is overthrowing the sky."

Ian was silent for a while, and under the same silent gaze of Hilliard, he showed a painful and fragile expression for the first time after he came to this world and experienced several life-and-death crises: "Teacher... I saw ..."

   "I saw, high above, all the stars were extinguished."

   "There is only darkness... darkness like a cage... darkness like death..."

   "...don't worry, kid, there are no real prophecies in this world."

   Kneeling on one knee, the tall man reached out and hugged the over-mature child in front of him, showing himself a fragile child for the first time.

  He sighed, and said softly: "Believe me, there is no established destiny in this world."

  Hilliard comforted his students softly, and seemed to say to himself: "Ian, no matter what you see or predict, don't believe it."

   "As long as you can see it, change it... As long as you are willing, there must be a better future!"

In the 766th year of the Terra calendar, on October 9th, the Flame Kingdoms opened the mountain road at the junction of the Absalom Mountains and the Baisen Mountains, connecting with the Bernas Plain in the west of the Central Empire, and built a checkpoint fortress at the other end of the mountain road. Build permanent fortresses.

  The peace of the past disappeared on this day, and the strong neighbors who were originally separated by mountains and deserts were in front of us in an instant. The Central Empire urgently dispatched a total of 19 legions from the west and south to the Bernas Plain to garrison.

  The original villages and towns were razed, fortresses were erected, the old residents were moved away, and people who had lived in this land for hundreds of years were forced to leave their hometowns.

  They stared back reluctantly, but they could only see that everything in their homeland had changed beyond recognition.

   But this is only the first step.

In the rainforest in the south of the continent of Terra, Canaan Moore announced a peace agreement with the Heavenly King, ending the 135-year war between the two sides in name. It was immediately flooded with prosperous trade camps, and hundreds of pontoon bridges that would have been cut off as soon as there was a sign were built overnight.

At the same time, on the opposite side of the Ganterigum Labyrinth Fortress, the Khan's battle flag was erected on the Scorching Sun Plain, making the sun's brilliance even more dazzling. , The Wushan Committee urgently issued a war preparation order, and the 3,000 fully armed and heavily armored guards stationed in the Xuntian Domain stepped out of their holy land for the first time in two hundred years.

The Huaiguang Sacred Mountain and the religious groups jointly appealed to all major countries to remain calm, and released their observation report on the 'New World'. The voice of the largest group of independent sublimators in human history is enough to suppress the changes in various countries on weekdays, but This time, no one paid any heed to their predictions of 'natural disasters'.

  History is moving forward.

Hot black smoke is blowing out of the factory in Junlingbao, and new armor and armaments are being produced continuously, and the price is the mountain rocks dyed black by the smoke and the average worker's life span of less than forty years; They have all developed a suspended engine that can fly continuously for three hours, which makes the sky area that Yunjing City can explore a higher level. The ship is being perfected under the watchful eye of astrologists whose goals are unknown.

  Everything has changed and nothing has changed.

  What has been, there will be again. What has been done will be done again. What has happened to this land in the past will happen again in the future.

Whether it is war, death, destruction; invention, creation, construction, or the struggle for power among human beings, no matter whether it is noble or despicable, it is just a boring and boring repetition again and again—and now, human beings are about to start another Fighting each other again and again, repeating themselves in this cycle of fate.

  Just after that, high in the sky, another star that had been bright for billions of years flickered briefly and then went out.

   No one cares.

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