"I'm responsible... I saved many people, I've participated in the war to pacify the world..." The knight murmured, lowered his head, and looked at the palm lines of his palm.

The voice of the Sun Emperor has always been very calm and faint, with a hoarse smell:

If you don’t know how to listen to your friends, you may not be able to listen to your friends, but if you are aware of someone who is closely related to your position, you will be aware of it.

Iloviz clenched his fists.

He has talked about such conversations with Akharonov and Mikhal countless times in the past.

They said that he was very powerful and could hold unparalleled authority in this empire as long as he wanted. If he could use it well, he would probably really make a better world come, at least to reduce suffering by a little.

But he felt that everything he could do was done. In the final analysis, he was just a knight who was obsessed with skills and loyal to the rules. He could not govern the country or lead the army. All he could rely on was the long sword in his hand.

Yes, he once killed two northern barbarian chiefs with one man and suppressed Yanshuang's army with one man, and did what Svetre, who was in Xiguang, did. He forced the "Kings" coalition of the nobles in the southern border, forced them back to the Kadiul Gorge, and then moved to the center to block the legion of another prince for Asmode XIII.

In the chaotic times in the past, he once brought a disarray of empire to condense, and the three of them worked together to end that era when civilization was almost disintegrating.

After everything, Mikhal invited him to become the marshal. Akharonov believed that he could be his adviser, and that he would become the latest and most powerful duke of the empire, an authority over one person and ten thousand people.

But Iloviz didn't want to.

He is just a knight in the final analysis, that's all.

He once tried to manage a small town, but it turned out to be disastrous. He was first dizzy by the complexity of the government orders, and then the city's financial collapse was caused by the lack of operation. In addition, he really didn't understand interpersonal relationships, so it seemed very stiff and difficult to communicate with his subordinates.

Let him govern the country?

Iloviz believed that he would only do bad things with good intentions and mess things up. It would be better to let Mikhail and Akharonov do it.

And at this moment, the voice of the Sun Emperor sounded:

After a while of silence, Iloviz finally stood up.

He finally understood.

In this world, many times, we cannot divide it by right or wrong, right or wrong.

Sometimes, just because of existence, we have to fight each other.

All this cannot be avoided. Akharonov is dead. He has to do something, whether he is an imperial or a friend of the other party.

Yes, Akharonov didn't want himself to participate in this unjust war, he went to fight a war that he didn't want to fight.

So he died, for the world he thought of.

Iloviz knew that even though that world was not perfect and even full of sin and mistakes, at least Akharonov took action and took responsibility for his actions.

This is thousands of times better than him.

"My friend, this meaningless war...I'll finish it."

In a deep whisper, Ilovitz raised his head and looked at the flame human figure beside him, his eyes extremely complicated.

"Mihar..." He whispered: "We have made you the Emperor of the Sun, hoping that you can become the Sun and shine on the dark age after the holy day is extinguished in the future."

"The sun shouldn't have another round of sunshine, so I hide my own light and want to be your best path. This is the perfect ending for me."

"I understand everything, Mihal, I'm not stupid, I just don't want to think like that... But all this is indeed my fault. It's my thoughts that lead to the current situation."

"So what I will do. It is a good thing for you and a bad thing, but you must have known this smart one long time ago... You must have a plan, right?"

He turned around, opened the door to Aharonov's mansion, and strode out.

The Knight's last sigh still echoed in the room: "Mihar, my friend, my Majesty."

"Why...why are you...will not shine on the world?"

The flame humanoid stayed in the room and he did not leave.

Then, the Sun Emperor heard a roar, which shocked the sky, as if he wanted to vent all the sadness, anger, hatred for himself, and helplessness in his heart.

With the imperial capital as the center, the clouds in the entire sky retreated in all directions like tides, retreating beyond the distant end of the field of view. Layer streams of clouds piled up into mountains, but they still dissipated in the rapid wind as if they were touched by giants with their hands.

Then there was a ray of light, and a storm. The incredible source energy shocked the atmosphere. The entire city and the surrounding earth all floated up, like a magnet attraction.

All the residents located around the imperial capital raised their heads subconsciously. They looked up at the sky, but saw a hazy dark golden source that created a huge and complex rune array in the sky. From a distance, they looked like a perfect cross star.

They were a little surprised and frightened by this, but calmed down under the comfort of some older residents. They knew that this was the logo of Iloviz, the first knight of the Empire, and the "Putting the Star of the Four".

The rune array was just a residual image. The moment it appeared, the dark golden light had already entered the top of the sky that ordinary people could not see, and then rushed towards the northeast. The powerful man guarding the imperial capital swallowed his saliva. At this moment, only he could see it. At the top of the sky dome of the Aion world, there was thunder accompanied by the strong wind, and the terrifying and sharp aura that seemed to tear everything apart.

If all these strange phenomena occur on the earth, they may be more than just natural disasters.

But the Sun Emperor turned a blind eye to this and listened to it.

He just came to Akharolov's favorite table and seat, and sat on the chair that Iloviz sat before, staring in front of him in almost the same posture as the Knight before.

His eyes were deep and he could not see any emotional fluctuations.

He murmured in a low voice, then shook his head freely:

He stood up, his body made of flames dissipated, and a ray of spiritual light returned to the Tower of Babel, and above the torch of the ignition of the spirit.

The Sun Emperor's original body opened his eyes and looked down at the Tower of Babel. Those demonized people who were constantly being captured by the imperial army, filling the torch of the spirit burning torch, and even ordinary soul condensers who might have violated the law. There was only indifference in their golden pupils.

He could hear howls, hisses of pain, and the curse of despair.

But all this did not cause any trouble.

The Sun Emperor raised his head and looked into the sky.

There, the holy day is gradually fading.

There, above the sky is the barrier of the world.

There is the place outside the void and other worlds.

The surging turbulent time and space turbulent flows are so noisy that the worlds that don’t know whether they can give birth to life are rising and falling in it, which makes the emperor who can see it sigh.

So, the emperor shook his head and said to himself:

And the other side of the world.
Chapter completed!