Chapter 618 A Choice
“Makado, yes, Macado”
Hearing Soshyan’s words, the old man did not answer, but nodded slightly thoughtfully.
At this time, the aura of grayness on his body became even stronger, like a gray skinned ghoul, a living dead wrapped in a heavy robe, his movements were as stiff as an arthritic patient , breathing loudly.
Soshiyan looked at him and lamented in his heart that the empire in the past was ruled by such a face, a face that looked hopelessly sick.
Perhaps it was because he had served the Emperor for so long that it had such an impact on a person. Perhaps this was the reason why Malcador was called the last man - approaching the dark star where the fate of mankind revolved. The last person alive, or that the others simply died, or that there were no others at all, was just one of the many lies on Terra.
"If you are the Regent of Terra, then I have many questions I would like to hear from you."
Soshyan said, straightening his back in front of the old man.
The old man smiled.
“There have been countless people who wanted to get an answer from me, and they were even willing to give everything for it, so what are you willing to pay?”
"This-"
Soshiyang frowned and didn't know how to answer for a while.
"Let's do this, just answer me a question."
The old man put his hand on the chessboard and stared at Soshiyang with his cloudy eyes.
“I once had a debate with someone.”
He narrated slowly:
“The debate lasted for a long time. Even now that he has left, I still miss our discussion. His intelligence is so powerful, although it is a bit dull, but there is nothing wrong with it. Doubts are powerful, and, occasionally, there is a sense of humor - some form of humor, do you believe it?"
Soshyan listened carefully, not confirming what the old man said. Who it is, but there is already a vague guess in my heart.
He wanted to ask a question, but the old man kept talking, as if Soshyan's confusion was a trivial matter, not worthy of attention at all.
“.Our debate goes like this, he believes that the task of a ruler is to make himself obsolete so that when his people are mature enough they can replace him. I don’t agree with that and I feel like we never will Will be mature enough, I believe that no one except that person is strong enough to unite mankind, even temporarily, he is an exception, you know, maybe even he can't understand it."
After speaking, the old man squinted at Suoshiyang, his eyes suddenly becoming sharp, as if his eyes suddenly changed from a simple stone to a bright gem.
"So, what do you think? Whose side are you on? Him or me?"
Until this moment, Soshyan was finally able to confirm that the "him" in the other person's mouth was, Who is referring to.
Soshyan took a deep breath. He didn't know whether he felt honored or humiliated by being asked a question.
“Don’t hesitate.”
The old man shouted:
"Make a choice quickly."
"I want to say..."
Soshiyang spoke, but his tone was hesitant.
"I would say that the Emperor will always lead us, that is what we were taught and that is what I believe."
The old man nodded.
"Well said, so you're on my side, and you're right, of course - he has pretty high expectations for our species, maybe a little too high. He doesn't always get it Realizing the fact that he is indispensable, can he always be here? This is the biggest question and the test we have been facing."
The old man put his hands together and touched his fingertips. Somewhat distraught.
Soshyan looked at him and waited.
He could only understand a small part of the old man's words. He wondered if that was part of the test, or some puzzling narrative method? If that's the case, it seems forced and unnecessary.
“The war of the gods has begun. Even now, I can feel the eyes of the Lord of Change staring at us, pressing on my heart like a boulder. I heard the voices of the dark people. The voice of God has also witnessed the most tragic depravity of mankind. The collapse of his great cause makes me heartbroken, and witnessing this makes me even more heartbroken.”
“But——”
< br>Suddenly, Soshiyang changed the topic.
“He has left us for ten thousand years. Although mankind may have struggled during this period, mortals have finally survived ten thousand years with their own courage and sacrifice.”
"That's just the appearance."
The old man suddenly seemed a little impatient.
“The weakness of human beings is fatal. We can never be self-sufficient, and it is difficult to achieve true foresight.”
“I have witnessed many sacrifices and great mortal stories——”
“Those are meaningless!”
Looking at the old man's face, Soshyan's lips twisted in disgust.
"Printmaster, I am very disappointed that you have such contempt for your own race."
"Yes, it is contempt!"
The old man snapped with rare momentum. Tao:
“If you had witnessed what I saw and observed what a human being would become when he was placed in darkness and alone, you would agree with me! ”
"Then your loyalty is only limited to the emperor, not humans, right!"
Hearing Soshyan's stern question, the old man was stunned for a moment, then suddenly lowered his head and his voice became deeper.
"Ha, for many years, I have collected you like stones. It is a great task to collect those honest souls. Some of those who can rebuild what we must lose are warriors and some are proficient in psychic abilities. There are masters, and some are just mortals. I chose you to protect those treasures when I can't do it myself. I need these souls to guard the light of enlightenment and fight against ignorance. This eternal chain must not be interrupted. , even after my own death.”
When the old man raised his head and looked at Soshiyang, a tolerant expression appeared on his old face.
"I can understand your thoughts. Although your answer does not satisfy me, it allows me to see your soul clearly."
Soshyan felt a little anxious. He was still confused, but he didn't know what he should do.
The old man took a deep breath and stood up with difficulty.
"Hope is still there. Hope has always been there. This chess game has not been played yet. It has not been played yet."
Muttering to himself, the old man turned around and walked into the boundless darkness.
“Wait——”
Soshiyang immediately stood up and wanted to catch up, but the next second, he was in the cold hall.
And his hand had already instinctively stretched out.
With a crash, the Terminator armor fell apart like a toppled building block, and the long knife slowly fell to the ground.
This accident made him stunned for a few seconds, as if he accidentally broke something valuable in a stranger's house.
Suddenly, Soshiyang looked down and saw something shining in the Terminator parts——
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(End of this chapter)