I Created the Myth of the Old Ruler

Chapter 739: 738. The night before

   Chapter 739 738. The Eve

  Jost coughed twice, he could feel the changes in his physical condition, the erosion of the internal organs was irreversible, they would gradually die, distort, lose their original function, and even create something that would destroy other organs.

   In modern parlance, this is no different from cancer.

   Those internal organs and cells, due to external radiation, diseases, etc., eventually become sick cells that proliferate indefinitely, continue to spread, erode bodily functions, and eventually cause death.

  Jost's lungs have been partially removed, his kidneys are long gone, and most of his stomach is maintained by magic. From the perspective of modern medicine, it is a miracle that his body can maintain operation.

   He knew that his time was short, and he might even die before the tide came.

   Recently, he often came to the top of the gray tower.

   Here, Jost can look at the black forest. There are countless monsters in the deep and quiet forest. They attack humans without reason, kill lives, and wreak havoc on the earth.

  The night wind is very cool, and the blood moon is approaching, and the climate is the first to change.

  The four seasons in the Land of Night are not distinct. Generally speaking, the days when the magic tide arrives are the coldest. Because of this, many crops cannot grow normally, especially in this black forest border.

  Only in the hinterland of the kingdom, the most distant location from the Black Forest, the word "harvest" has a real meaning.

  Jost looked at the lights below, he felt a little relieved, and a little worried.

He is gratified that the city has developed. Although the geographical location on the edge of the Black Forest is a bit prohibitive, the prosperity here is far beyond the surrounding area. Even the nearby dukes are making noises, wanting to be with the sun and sunset. The town establishes good communication.

   Of course, this was achieved after the Duke initially sent his troops to invade, but was educated by the tough players.

  Jost's concerns were real.

   Everything here is based on the fact that the magic tide has not yet arrived. If the magic tide comes and those monsters are rampant, who can guarantee that Sunset Town will be able to resist?

   Even if the fortifications here in Higashiki Town are stable, the surrounding towns will definitely be destroyed by the magic tide. When the enemy is attacked, Rigwi Town may not be able to guard for that long.

not to mention.

  In the town, the voices were full of people.

   Residents of nearby towns usually choose to flee when the magic tide comes, and go to castles and fortresses in the hinterland. Although this may not guarantee their own safety, it is better than waiting for death in place.

   But now, the news of Nigga Town has come out, and many residents of nearby towns have chosen to take refuge here. Although the town has become a lot more prosperous, the burden on Jost’s shoulders is also heavier.

   He took out a letter from his bosom.

   This is a reply to the letter I sent to the tutor at the palace some time ago.

Jost recounted everything he saw at the border, the suffering of the people, the raging monsters, the hard life, and explained the concept of the magic net, what they did, and finally, Jost begged the man to put himself The teacher who was expelled from the palace gave him help, summoned the court mages, and joined the magic net.

   However, the reply was not optimistic.

   First of all, Jost's mentor himself is not the leading court magistrate, and he can only manage part of the court mages he can manage.

In addition, the old mage does not trust the magic net, and believes that there are still many loopholes, such as the **** at the center of the magic net. I'm afraid it will take a lot more.

  Finally, Jost's teacher persuaded him to cherish his life, and if he could admit his mistakes, he might be able to return to the palace, receive life-extending treatment, and at least live longer.

   Such a reply Jost had long expected.

   If it was my past self, maybe I would hesitate when facing death and think of my teacher's suggestion.

   But now, he met Shia, a mage from the future. She showed the possibility of the magic net and the future of the Kingdom of Night after thousands of years. Jost has instead strengthened his heart.

   He must complete the magic web, even if he sacrifices everything he has.

   "Why are you sitting here alone."

   A voice came from behind, Jost turned around and saw Drizzt in a long trench coat.

   "We need to hold a meeting on the defense of the magic tide."

   Drizzt said, but did not urge Jost, but sat next to him.

"Are you afraid?"

   Drizzt looked at the deep black forest and asked.

   "Of course I'm afraid, every time the magic tide comes, it's a tragic war, and countless people will die."

  Joste nodded and continued.

   "I'm more afraid that things like this will go on forever, until humanity is destroyed, and even after civilization has been destroyed, it will exist forever, stifling all new life."

   Drizzt nodded slightly when he heard the words.

   He can understand this feeling very well.

  In the foreign land, he witnessed countless despair.

   When they first came to the Quiet Land, the Chosen Ones were desperate, because the missions here were all weird and dangerous. A little carelessness would lead to loss of reason and madness, or to be directly corrupted by pollution and alienated into monsters.

After   , the Chosen Ones learned about the secrets of the alien world and the end of their world, and they had expectations, hoping to save their world.

In the end, the Chosen Ones will realize that the world is hopeless, and there is only one way to end the alien world. No matter how hard they struggle and how hard they try, the world will be helplessly entering the end, and the Chosen Ones, crazy crazy, The dead die, the monsters become monsters, and none of them get a good death.

  If Jost was just an ordinary person, then in the face of the plight of the Kingdom of Night, he might only die in a certain monster attack in ignorance.

But now, Jost knows this, he understands the plight of the Kingdom of Night, and has made efforts for it. In this case, it will still fall into darkness. For Jost, he can endure it. Boundless darkness, the premise is that he has never seen the light.

   "What about you, Mr. Drizzt, are you afraid?"

  Jost turned to ask.

   "Of course, because according to them, I'm not that far from my death."

   Drizzt took out his pipe, only to find that he had no matches, and he was a little embarrassed.

   "If you don't dislike it, I can help you."

   Jost said, a flame shot out of his fingertips, lighting the shredded tobacco in the pipe for Drizzt.

   The detective took a deep breath and let out a white breath.

"If, I mean if, if sacrificing my life would make the world go on, I wouldn't hesitate, but I don't have the right to decide what other people choose, and I know very well that I might commit a crime against humanity next. The greatest evil in history, I will lead the world down a path with no future in sight."

  Jost sighed, he knew very well what choice he had to make, and because of this, he felt the helplessness of fate.

   "If it was that guy."

   Drizzt smiled, thinking of the mentally ill person who played cards out of line.

   "He might say, go ahead, go ahead by any means."

"go ahead."

  Jost chewed the word.

"What we are facing is not a benevolent enemy, but those indescribable gods who are high above the clouds. It is better to say that the sacrifice of some people can make the world see a little light, and there is more than this. A great deal?"

   Drizzt took a deep breath of his pipe and stood up. The stars behind him seemed to dim a little, and the bright moon glowed a little red, as if it was about to be polluted.

"time to go."

   (end of this chapter)