Chapter 281 The Falling Eagle
From the stone statue, he looked at the person in front of him who looked exactly like himself. ． COM Paladin's eyes set in the stone statue suddenly flashed with brilliance, and he said in a rare teasing tone: "Get up, nothing good happens every time I see you."
But the white Paladin in front of him remained motionless, as silent as a puppet. However, Paladin didn't take it seriously at all, and continued: "You were me last time, and the black guy was also me. You two must have something to hide from me."
"You have enjoyed the power for too long, and it's time to pay the price." Suddenly, the white Paladin said this sentence incessantly. The eyes on the stone statue suddenly lit up, showing the ups and downs of Paladin's mood:
"Enjoying power? I lost my sleep, food, and love between men and women. I feel more and more that my emotions are gradually weakening, just like a powerful sword. He has great power, but he has no relationship with me. The heart to enjoy and act! Do you know what I look like? I am like a puppet, a puppet pulled by power! Doing things that I originally didn’t want to do. Now, you still vow to make me pay the price? I Haven’t you given enough?”
Listening to Paladin's words that had obviously been on his chest for a long time, the white Paladin sat cross-legged on the ground silently, looking at the stone statue in front of him without any emotion and said: "You still have a human heart. And the human heart, It is impossible to match having this power. Even though you are giving, it is still too little. What you give to yourself, but you get the power that can deprive everyone. This is already unfair." Said the white Paladin. Suddenly he slowly closed his eyes and looked at the stone statue and murmured: "Go. Don't lose to him."
"Lost to him? What lost to him?" Paladin asked immediately, but the powerful suction and dizzy feeling did not lose their effectiveness because Paladin lost his body. The golden light on the stone statue suddenly disappeared. Temporarily, Paladin's consciousness disappeared into the cave.
It's still that white space, with the old-fashioned inverted tree totem on the floor. Paladin, who had turned into a human stick, opened his eyes and found himself lying helplessly in a circle called jealousy. The person standing in front of him was a pure black boy who looked exactly like him. That black self.
"The last time I saw you was a year ago. I didn't expect to see you again so soon." Paladin said with no emotion on his face and seemed numb. But another black Paladin stepped into the circle, squatted down and stared at Paladin with pure black eyes, and smiled with a big and sinister mouth: "You are already qualified to enter the next realm. Do you want to go?" "Let's go. I've already reached this point, is there any possibility of going back on my word?" Paladin replied without any anger, but the latter stood up on his own and firmly grasped Paladin's hair. Drag him towards the next circle.
Paladin, who was being dragged like garbage, had nothing on his face, but his heart was not at all peaceful. Why did he get to where he is today? strength? Power? money? status? He has it all and has it all. But he didn't have any heart for enjoyment, nor any feeling of satisfaction. It's like a wind-up tool, being spurred by its owner behind his back to move in a direction he doesn't know.
Tired, Paladin is really tired. He no longer wants any power or status. He just wanted to go back to the days when he had just left the Free Masons seven years ago. That simple and pure ideal. He lives an ant-like life in peace and contentment. Although he is ignorant, he is also happy to be ignorant.
But now everything has changed. He seemed to be controlled and driven by power. Becoming a tool of strength and walking on a path that you don’t want to take at all. He was really tired and no longer wanted to care about demigods, armies, or countries. What I hope for now is to have a good sleep peacefully and satisfy the simple wish that has been unsatisfied all these years. …,
"We're here." The black Paladin suddenly spoke, bringing the latter back to reality from fantasy. With his face full of numbness and exhaustion, he slowly watched himself being brought into another circle. Written on the floor were two large words: "PRIDE."
And the apocalypse beneath the pride slowly emerged:
"Goug out that eye. Pull out those wings. The eagle, which can no longer fly into the sky, loses its pride in flying and falls in the fields. There is no pride in its eyes, only despair."
"What do you mean?" Paladin asked confused. But the black Paladin seemed to have seen something beautiful. He showed a sinister and vicious smile and said: "The price, your price is finally about to begin!" He picked up Paladin, opened his bloody mouth and shook his head. He bit off Paladin's lower body in one go!
With only his chest and head left, Paladin was thrown to the ground by his black self. Watching the black Paladin devouring his body, he slowly began to grow bigger. When the black Paladin swallowed the remains, there was just a flash of black light! Paladin, who was lying on the ground, was shocked to see that a black horizontal eye with flashing black light suddenly appeared on the forehead of his black self!
Apart from the different colors, isn't that his own almighty eye? But not only that, the excited Black Paladin looked at his Almighty Eye and suddenly howled. There was a sudden surge on his back, and sixteen pairs of pure black wings of God spread out behind him! His entire body was suspended in mid-air!
"This is...what's going on!" Paladin, who was lying on the ground, looked at this scene in disbelief, but the black Paladin, who was dancing in the air, looked back and forth at his body excitedly, and let out waves of vicious and joyful sounds. Laughing wildly: "Hahahahahahahaha!"
"No...no!" Paladin suddenly shouted with shock in his eyes, but the scene in front of him was blurred for an instant, and there was that suction again. He lost consciousness again.
When he opened his eyes again, everything in the cave came into view. The white Paladin was still sitting in front of him, and the eyes on the stone statue also showed golden light again. "Are you back?" The white Paladin said clearly as he looked at the flickering golden light in the stone statue. But at this time, Paladin was panicked and frightened like never before! He tried to activate his Almighty Eye and God's Wings. But without exception, the connection between the two and him has disappeared! My ability was taken away!
"No, no! That's my ability, it belongs to me! How is it possible...how should it be!" Paladin, who was obviously very frightened and angry, caused the stone statue and the cave to tremble. But the white Paladin, who didn't care at all, still said calmly: "Isn't this just what you want? You want to give up everything, you want to return to human life. You don't want to become a god anymore. Isn't that what you want? Of?"
"No! I have nothing now. If I take away all my power, what else will I have? What else will I have?" Paladin argued fiercely. But the white Paladin, who was as calm as water, silently raised his hand, pointed at him and said: "Now is the beginning of the price. You will lose more and more. And you can't look back. This is the path you choose. Behind you The road is shattered and you have no choice but to move forward."
Suddenly, the golden light on the stone statue stabilized, but Paladin's tone revealed an unprecedented despair: "Am I going to have nothing ahead of me? Then what's the point of continuing on?" "Alive, at least you can still do it. Live. Of course, in the days to come, the only thing you can do is do your best to survive." "I don't want to survive, I want to live!"
Paladin roared in reply. But the white Paladin still stood up calmly, looked down at Paladin and said: "Don't be like an innocent child, you are not that naive. You have been prepared for it a long time ago, but when the price is different from your own thoughts Do you act coquettishly or cry when you are a puppet? People cannot change the world and make the world adapt to themselves. All you can do is to change yourself to adapt to the world. If you want to get rid of this fate of being a puppet, work hard to live, and then become God."
"But... I have lost the power I relied on!" Paladin showed such intense emotions for the first time in many years. But the figure of the white Paladin, who was feeling all this, gradually faded. Before disappearing, a sentence reached Paladin's ears: "You rely on strength because you have a human heart, human being." (To be continued. If If you like this work, you are welcome to come to (.) to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation.)