Last Totem Novel - Chapter 351

Chapter 351 Awakening
In the blur, the lights gradually dimmed, and a white light appeared in the sky. The night passed like this.

He lay at the corner of the street, staring blankly at the empty street. As time passed, the street gradually became lively. Pedestrians came and went, some carrying briefcases, some carrying schoolbags, and some carrying bags. They were in a hurry, but they all had their own directions.

He sat blankly until noon, with staff squatting at the corner in twos and threes, eating lunch boxes. He finally remembered Bi Qinglan’s words and struggled to get up. He boarded the airship heading to the upper city and arrived at the War Museum.

It was a magnificent building with a towering gateway and a vast hall. The roof was like a giant dragon from the east, looking up proudly at the horizon. Walking through the door, he raised his eyes and saw that there seemed to be no end to the far-reaching hall. The ground was covered with translucent and translucent terrazzo, reflecting the gorgeous crystal lamps on the ceiling. White jade pillars stood quietly, quiet and dignified.

Tie Zha strolled through it, his eyes filled with skillful works of art, dazzling to the point of being dazzled to the point of being dazzled to the point of being dazzled to the point of being dazzled. He didn’t have much appreciation for art, nor was he very interested in it. He just casually looked at it.

Inadvertently, he walked into a special exhibition hall. It wasn’t art, but some old weapons and power armors.

From afar, there was a sword stuck in the display cabinet in the middle of the exhibition hall. It was a single-edged straight sword, exactly the same as his sword. He walked over three steps at the same time. In front of the display cabinet, his eyes widened and he saw two ancient characters engraved on the hilt of the sword-Radiance.

The ancestor’s sword was actually displayed in other people’s museums. In an instant, indescribable sorrow surged into his heart, making it almost impossible for him to breathe. At this moment, he finally noticed that everything on display was the power armor of the Saint Wolf Guardian.

There was dawn, there was nightingale, there was a colossus, they stood there quietly, as if they were silently recounting the boundlessness of time. He couldn’t help but think of the Heroic Spirit Palace and Cozan carefully wiping their figures. They were so devout and dignified.

However, they were now displayed here as spoils of war for people to watch.

In silence, he stood there quietly and watched …

After an unknown amount of time, perhaps a few minutes, perhaps a few hours, a boy’s voice suddenly came from behind him.

A little boy pointed at the display cabinet not far away and shouted, “Mom, look, there’s a sword over there. It looks so impressive. Let’s go over and see if it’s okay ~”

“Child, don’t go over there. That’s an evil weapon. It’s stained with innocent blood.” The little boy’s mother stopped him.

“Evil weapon?” The little boy revealed a puzzled expression.

“Yes, that’s a weapon used by heretics.” Said the little boy’s mother.

“Mom, what are heretics?” The little boy asked curiously.

“They are a group of evil insecticides …” The little boy’s mother said slowly. “A long time ago, when they were strong and far stronger than ordinary people, they bullied and bullied the weak and ravaged the entire world. They burned and looted everywhere, not even letting go of old people and children. They were extremely vicious, devoid of all good intentions, wantonly destroying our beautiful home. They were like a swarm of hungry locusts, not a single blade of grass grew wherever they went … ”

“So scary …”

“Baby, don’t be afraid. They don’t exist anymore.” She comforted the little boy first, then said, “Then, our ancestors put on golden armor, pulled out their silver swords, and charged at them …”

“What’s the end? What’s the end?” The little boy asked anxiously, his eyes flickering with excitement.

“In the end, our ancestors fought with bloodshed and annihilated them all. They were like bugs that rushed into the sewers and all of them flushed away with a loud crash.”

After listening to the story, the little boy lowered his head and remained silent for a long time. He clenched his fists and stared at his mother. He raised his tender little face and said, “When I grow up, I will also become a brave warrior like our ancestors to eliminate those dirty insects.”

“Brave baby ~ You really are Mom’s pride ~” “I grew up, and I still have to protect Mom from those evil bugs.” “Mm ~ Baby, you’re so good ~”

Listening to the conversation between the boy and his mother, Tie Zha fell silent for a long time. Only at this moment did he truly realize how cruel it was for the victor to write history.

Suddenly, he seemed to see mottled armor in the dim candlelight.

“At the last moment, he detonated his own power furnace …”

He remembered the time in the Heroic Spirit Hall when he inherited the treasured sword.

“You don’t need to thank them.”

“Because he is Northas, you have the right to inherit his sword.”

A warm voice sounded in his ears again …

Who could remember their glory, their sacrifice? They threw their heads and sprinkled hot blood, but today, 180 years later, they were like clowns being watched and scolded!

Could it be that their blood was wasted, could it be that their sacrifices were wasted, could it be that their dignity had turned into trash that could be trampled on!

In this world, who could give them justice and who could give them justice?

If he couldn’t even be connected by bloodline, then in this world, who would be willing to prove their passion and glory, their kindness and courage, and their love for this world?

The fire was burning, and the blood was boiling.

A stream of heat gushed out from his chest, breaking through the formless shackles. He ran desperately to the side stairwell, pushed open the fire door, and rushed in.

In an instant, the insect shell added itself and its six legs soared into the sky! The talent hidden in his bloodline responded to his grief and indignation and returned to him one after another. He only wanted to roar crazily, roaring out all the frustrations in his heart.

But in the end, the anger in his heart turned into silent tears …

After a long time, when he returned to the display cabinet, his gaze had returned to its usual calm.

At this moment, he was still the same as him, but he was no longer the same as before. His soul had already been torn into pieces and reformed in the blazing fire and lava.

A cluster of fire was burning in his heart. It was weak, but it was incomparably firm.

He stroked the sword through the thick glass and whispered, “One day, I will take you home and return to the end of the world, back to our Heroic Spirit Palace.”

“There, you will be surrounded by flowers from the ice plains, and eternal hymns will ring in your ears …”

The calm voice was slow and firm. It was like a steel wall that stood tall.

Seven days after leaving the museum, Tie Zha recalled Wang Hu, matches, and Bai Xiaoyun back to the academy. The next morning, on the eve of dawn, Tie Zha brought them, Qin Ke’er, and Mu Qian He to a secluded place by the Egret Lake.

Looking at the tranquil lake, Tie Zha took a deep breath. Then, he turned around and nodded to the five of them, saying solemnly, “Friends, please bear witness to me.”

“Alright.” Wang Hu, Match, and Bai Xiaoyun nodded. The reason they didn’t ask anything was because they understood what “witnessing” meant.

“Yes.” After the three of them, Qin Ke’er nodded in agreement. Although she did not know what Tie Zha wanted to do, she could already feel the seriousness of the atmosphere. The man in front of him seemed to have changed, becoming a stranger …

“Yes.” Looking at the man in front of him, Mu Qianhe felt a burst of heartache for no reason, as if he had suddenly lost something important. It was as if his heart had been torn apart. However, she hesitated for a moment before nodding silently.

“Qin Ke’er, Mu Qian He” Tie Zha looked at the two women and slowly said, “I’m not called Zhang Tie, nor am I called Sa Cha Cha.”

“I know, your name is Tie Zha.” Qin Ke’er said.

“Please remember …” said Tie Zha seriously. “My full name is Tie Zha Northess, a brilliant fire seed.” With that, he slowly knelt down under the surprised gazes of the two women, facing north.

The dawn light appeared in the sky. He seemed to have returned to the collapsed temple and saw the figure standing in front of the fire.

“When you truly understand this world, experience the love, hate, and enmity in this world, and see the prosperous and prosperous times.”

“If you still want to become a Saint Wolf Guardian at that moment, then please swear in your heart.”

“No matter where you are, we will hear your oath.”

“I’ve thought it through.” He said to the figure in front of the fire. He said to himself. Then, he touched the zither from his bosom and held it tightly in his hand.

In the faint dawn, the surface of the lake was sparkling, and the ripples were gentle. The deep chanting sound spread far away …

Winter is coming, and eternal night is coming.

On the eve of darkness, I will put on my father’s armor and watch over the brilliant fire seeds from now on until I die.

I will listen to the teachings of my ancestors, abide by the ancient precepts, and remember the glory of the past.

I will not fight for honor or disgrace, nor seek power.

My sword is not unsheathed for fame, my shield is not raised to the good, my gaze is not stopped for money and beauty, my blood is not boiling for love and hatred in the mortal world.

I am the silent stone pillar, the guardian of the altar.

I am the bell that announces dawn, pouncing on the feathers of the flames, tearing open the claws of darkness, the last line of defense of the temple.

I swear that I will defend this place day and night, year and month, all my life.

Hearing Tie Zha’s oath, the tears of the two women couldn’t help but flow out. It was as if they could hear the resolution coming from the deepest depths of their souls from his voice. He is no longer the gentle man he used to be.

There was no future between them …

Her sparkling tears reflected her lonely but tenacious back. In that vague haziness, Qin Ke’er suddenly had a hint of enlightenment, as if a window in her heart had been opened.

A person who did not have a home, but sincerely yearned for his own home, even if he gave up everything in front of him, he still had to pursue the glory that belonged to his family. She had all of this, but she hated her own home and wanted to escape from that beautiful homeland.

No …

She wanted to go back to the Far East because there was her family and her faith.