lost narrative poem

Chapter 465 The Essence of Dreamland

No matter how beautiful it is, what is gone is gone after all.

However cruel, what is to come is still to come.

That was the last battle of King Arthur, the twilight battlefield where chivalry withered, and the tombstones of countless corpses whose fire of life was cut off—the Battle of Camlann.

The fierce conflict between the two armies lasted until dusk. Both the enemy and the enemy were dead, and there were only two figures left on the battlefield on the mountain of corpses where there were only a handful of living people.

The ideal king and her rebellious son, Mordred.

During the battle, the king knew the reason for the rebellion, and the rebellious soldiers were not united because they hated King Arthur.It's because of endless wars, barren land, and children dying of starvation...

They feel that they have been patient, but finally they can't bear it anymore.

The king is indeed an ideal king, who will take it for granted that people are upright and live a clean life, and speak ideal words that the country will definitely be prosperous in the end.

But when will that be?How long will that patience last before it is rewarded?

Superficial humans do not know that all this is actually because Britain has already reached its limit, and it is over.It's just that the king is desperately protecting the country, in exchange for his own destiny, hoping to protect the people.

Years of murders can only beg for the grace of God, and the struggle between people will never end. All of this, the people think it is the reason of the king, and it is the king's endless desire that has caused them to never get the real rest and recuperation—

However, what is ridiculous is that it was to protect his own people that the king obliterated his own feelings and desires. On the chosen day, in front of the rock where the sword in the stone was once inserted, it was engraved that he was discarded at that time. The little wish of the girl who was there.

An ideal king, but precisely because it is an ideal, it is impossible to guess how weak people are.

Therefore, the people's rebellion was completely instigated based on such a ridiculous reason. They captured the royal city of Camelot and formed a formation to wait for the exhausted royal army returning from the expedition. They wanted to take it in the shortest possible time. The king's head keeps sacrifices to a minimum.

However, the flames of war spread to the entire island and lasted for seven days.

"Why didn't you pass the throne to me! Why didn't you admit that I was your child! Why, I was born in this form! Why... why, why!" the rebellious knight roared.

The king had no words to answer the knight, and was under no obligation to answer.

Blades of the Last Knight of Britain intersected, the Holy Lance burned through the rebel's guts and blew him away.

The Rebel's magic sword shattered the King's helmet, pierced the skull, and took the eye and the rest of his life.

The body of the rebellious knight slipped from the spear, and he died just like that. The helmet fell off, revealing a face that had never been shown before others. The face of a young girl with blond hair and blue eyes was exactly the same as the ideal king.

The onlookers who did not exist in their memories were originally extremely angry about it, but now they are only left with deep powerlessness. After all, this is also just a girl who has endured the weight of fate.

In her short life, everything came and went like the wind. Even though she was carrying her mother's obsession, her vision for King Arthur far exceeded that ambition.It is precisely because of this that she is so eager to be recognized by the father who has dedicated her entire life to her.

But then, what happened shocked the hearts of these onlookers even more——

The more you stand on the top of the clouds, the more painful it will be when you fall down. The ideal king lost all his strength and knelt down, looking at the battlefield around him. The sunset sky is blood-colored, and the ground in front of him is also blood-colored. .

The corpses that fell on the ground were those who once believed in a young girl, supported her as king, and jointly sang triumphant songs for her.

Looking down at the end of Britain, she sobbed uncontrollably, that probably had never been seen before, the true face of a king with his heart turned into stone and without emotion.

"...I caused countless wars and took countless lives, so I will die more miserable than anyone else--I will die hated by everyone, and I clearly and accept..."

She wept bitterly.

Isn't it the only one who will be destroyed?

Isn't the foolish king the only one who will meet the death of foolishness?

"...It's not like this! It shouldn't be like this! What I'm after is not this kind of result...! I know that Britain will end one day, but I believe it should be more stable, like falling asleep..."

That was the passion that no one could have imagined, and it had been hidden in her heart until now.

Sorrow and anger that tear apart the chest of the listener, wailing that curses the world.

"—This is wrong, absolutely wrong! Even if I, I can allow my own death, I will never allow such a situation!"

Wang, who had fallen to the bottom of frustration, stared at the sky and said such words full of resentment.

"...!!"

At that moment, everyone who sadly felt that this was already the most tragic ending was shocked at the same time, and there was an ominous premonition so strong that it seemed to explode at the same time, and they couldn't say these words!

However, it was too late, and they were incapable of stopping what had already happened.

—— "I am going to give you a chance, in exchange for the fulfillment of that wish, I want to accept your afterlife."

It seems that there are countless people shouting in unison, old people, young people, men, women, those voices gather together, because the shouts of countless people are superimposed on each other, making it blurred, but expressing its meaning very clearly.

And because this is a dream presented by information such as memory, impression and cognition, everyone also heard the voice exactly, and understood what it was in an instant.

That was the voice from the world, and the malevolent wonder picked up the maiden's wish.She hated the demise of the country too much, and refused her own redemption, and fell into the endless hell from which she could never be freed.

Time seemed to stop at this moment, and there was a sound of cracking in the space, as if the dream had finally reached its end and was disintegrating, and then it broke apart completely.

The next moment, everyone's sights were covered by a ray of light, and they lost consciousness in a stunned, depressed and extremely heavy mood.

……

……

A cold night in the frozen forest.

In the violent snowstorm, there is an ancient castle built at an unknown time on the permafrost in the distance, and a warm fire is shining from the window sill.

It's just that the people who wake up here don't care about the blizzard and severe cold, and environmental problems can't threaten them in a short time.It's just that there seems to be something wrong with them. They all have lost eyesight and depressed will, and they all exude an aura that sees through the world, has no desires and desires, and even seems to be in the twilight.

It's like watching a very touching and immersive movie. After the movie is over, the moment you walk out of the movie theater, you will feel as if you have passed away, and you will also feel physically and mentally exhausted and unforgettable.

Although it is not true that 15 years have passed, the dream also presents some important memory scenes intermittently, but it is also like a long movie, and the narrative technique is not very sophisticated, except that things happen in order The causes and results are explained one by one.

But this is enough, almost everyone seems to have gone through a long journey and witnessed a young girl becoming a king, the great and tragic life, and the tragic ending...

The loss and regret after all this disappeared made them feel a little melancholy, and even had the feeling that they had traveled into that period of history and truly lived a long life.

At this time, even Xuanji, who has always been wayward, remained silent. This unruly and arrogant little girl seemed to have grown up a lot suddenly.

"I don't know why, but I feel so uncomfortable..."

In the silence, Yun Tianhe sat cross-legged on the snow with a distressed face, and said so with a bitter face.He didn't know a few big characters, and he didn't find any better adjectives, so he just expressed his feelings honestly.

——It’s just that I feel very uncomfortable, very uncomfortable.

After going through such a situation, even the carefree and carefree mountain-top savage felt like he had tasted all the joys and sorrows.

"..."

"..."

However, most people probably felt the same way, so they didn't say anything. Han Lingsha lowered her head silently, feeling that she was close to the truth, because she had seen that girl twice before.

It's just that at that time, she only thought that she was the maid of the young Taoist priest. She didn't know if she came from a foreign land farther than the Western Regions, but she never thought that the other party had such a background. She was shocked by that magnificent life.

I just don't know what happened after that, the ideal king will follow the young Taoist, but at least it seems to be a good result, which makes Han Lingsha subconsciously feel relieved——

She probably belongs to the few people who saw the hidden easter egg at the end of the tragic movie and found a good ending.

Yun Tianhe has actually seen it before, but he didn't think too much about it, and it's hard to say whether he recognized Artoria's true identity, after all, in the scenes presented by the dream memory, the king has always been Shown in masculine attire.

There are also two lost people, their minds are spinning rapidly as their eyes flicker, and they start to think seriously.They regulate their emotions very quickly, and they are not the first-time moviegoers around them, they are very experienced.

It's just that it's impossible to say that it has no effect——

Not to mention the loss, regret, and depression that seem to have passed away. This kind of dream of going back to a certain historical epic in the past, the sense of empathy is too amazing, it really gives people the illusion that they have traveled through time and come back .

So much so that they felt that just the last dead body doomsday scene seemed to have happened more than ten years ago, and everyone's firm determination and ideas of wanting to get back the scene had long since disappeared.

It seems that the second dream is not as dangerous as the first dream, and there is no immediate danger, but it is wearing down their will and assimilating their consciousness in another form. Perhaps if this continues, they will soon Completely sinking into this big dream universe.

Liu Mengli also said that the instigator's spirit is vast, and the soul of an ordinary person is like the gap between the fluorescence of rotten grass and the bright moon of the sky, and perhaps the memory and dreams of the ideal king before are just the many memories and thoughts he has mastered. A very small part, the tip of the iceberg.

What awaits them next may still be a long dream journey.

How should this be played?The opponent didn't even directly attack them at all. This kind of ferocious existence in the direction of mental power strengthening is the most annoying. As long as the opponent is willing, they can completely kill people, and they may not even know how they died.

When the five senses and six senses are all dominated, dreams become reality, and everything in the illusion, including but not limited to appearance, shape, quality, touch, and even smell, is completely indistinguishable from real or fake, it will be the most desperate thing.

With great difficulty, everyone regained their composure and continued to move forward, towards the ancient castle on the frigid permafrost.

And in that old castle on the frozen ground, a small room was surrounded by the heat of a smoldering furnace.The woman on the bed was looking at the sleeping baby in her arms, her eyes full of love.

Henceforth the child will live as an imitation of humanity.

Maybe it will be painful, maybe it will resent the mother who gave birth to him who is not really human.But even so, she is still very happy now, thinking that this child is very cute and very proud.

This is the information extracted from the black mud of the Holy Grail, and it belongs to the beginning of the most important memory of a deceased artificial human mother, and perhaps also the beginning of her real feelings as an artificial human.

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In the depths of the illusory and deep void, where the light and darkness are uncertain, there is an ever-changing, chaotic figure sitting cross-legged quietly in it, which seems to be the absolute center of this indescribable space-time.

Some kind of turmoil and changes are constantly happening around, and a mighty bright river can be vaguely seen coming across the void, crazily washing away that rock-like figure that is like a mainstay.

The long river is composed of countless stars, and each star has various scenes flowing inside, which seems to be the evolution of all living beings in the world, and the way is full of impermanent cause and effect in the world.

It's just that despite the torrential and seemingly endless momentum, when it rushed to the side of that figure, it would inexplicably stabilize, as if it was firmly suppressed by some force.

The powerful divine intent is constantly emanating, like a turbulent wave hitting the shore, strongly suppressing the dream stars, dominating all the trajectories in them, and interpreting numerous lights and shadows.

However, I don't know what went wrong. Usually, one "watershed" stabilizes, and another "watershed" begins to fluctuate again. Many star-like light spots burst like soap bubbles under the interference of external forces. Come, all phenomena will perish, the heaven and the earth will cease to exist, and it will be announced that the world in the dream will come to an end.

Under the continuous and repeated washing of waves of huge tides, the long river was annihilated in turn, revealing more and more emptiness and dead silence.

"Sure enough, it's not that easy... It's indeed a good idea to use the chicken to lay eggs, and use dreams to entrust the division of spiritual thoughts. It can indirectly achieve the prototype of one thought, one world..."

There are fluctuations in the dark.

"But it is impossible to directly let the thought reach the number of one yuan. Before that, I will have an infinite mental split..."

(End of this chapter)