Volume 2 Before the Disaster Chapter 150: Saints, Kings, and Powerful Men
It was a monster with a human face and a beast body.
It lay quietly on the ground, its eyes as big as Marvin's fists. Next to the monster was a worn-out iron sword.
Three roads slowly .
Each road seems to lead to a different direction.
Marvin took a deep breath.
The Thorny Road has basically reached its final stage.
The pain and fear are over.
Next is [Choice].
…
"Hello Marvin."
The monster spoke human language, but its voice was very cold.
It makes people feel cold all over when they hear it.
Marvin didn't know the name of this monster, but he knew that it was ordered to guard this place.
Without his permission, there is no way to pass the last section of the thorny road.
So he also walked over and came in front of the monster: "Hello, sir."
"Sir? I like this title." The monster scratched its back with its dragon-like claws, where two pairs of leathery wings were folded.
This looks like a pretty powerful guy.
"As a night walker, since you have come this far, it proves that you have the endurance to fight against pain and the willpower to fight against fear."
"But it's not that easy to inherit the Night King's legacy."
“It’s well known that if you want something, you have to give up something.”
"Tell me your decision."
The monster's cold tone continued.
With every word it spoke, Marvin's whole body turned cold, but he still slowly approached.
He walked slowly and at a steady pace.
"Choice? What kind of choice?" Ma Wenming asked knowingly.
In fact, he had seen a similar scene in a video released by a night walker master in his previous life, and he also knew the meaning of the three roads behind the monster.
That master stopped right there. He made his choice, and then failed.
Later, many people discussed what choice should be made, but in Ma Wen's opinion, everyone's thinking was actually in a misunderstanding.
If he was the night walker, or if he was an extremely careful player, he might be able to complete this stage of the task.
He couldn't try it in his previous life because he was not a night walker, but in this life, he can try whether his choice is correct.
So he kept getting closer.
…
The monster stared at Marvin: "I will tell you the meaning of every road behind me."
"You can't go down every path, you can only choose one path."
The next second, starting from the leftmost road, clear and shocking images appeared in front of Marvin.
The first path is the path of sages.
The end of this road is the ancient sages who are willing to sacrifice themselves to protect the entire Fenan.
Embarking on this path means following in the footsteps of the ancient sages and taking on the responsibility of protecting the entire Fenan world.
This is a very difficult road!
This was the path that the Night King took.
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"The path of a saint. Will he choose that?"
By the fire, the two generations of leaders of the Night Walkers stared into the distance.
O'Brien couldn't help but ask.
They could see Marvin coming to a fork in the road, facing the monster's questioning.
"I don't know." Sheen still had a blank expression on his face. "But I don't think he would choose this path."
"This kid is definitely not a saint."
O'Brien shrugged. "It doesn't matter if you choose it or not. I chose the path of the sage, and I failed."
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"I refuse." Marvin said decisively.
"I know myself well, but I am not a saint."
The monster slowed down, with a strange light in his eyes: "Very good, then, let me show you the second way."
The first road disappeared from Marvin's sight.
On the second road, there were many ripples.
The White River Valley, River Beach City, and a strange yet familiar new port appeared in Marvin's sight.
He saw the old butler, he saw many residents of the White River Valley, and he also saw members of the guard team busy at work.
"This is your territory, these are your subjects."
"If you can't protect the whole world, then it's good to be able to protect one side."
“So this second path is the path of the king.”
The road to kingship.
It means that what you need to protect is not the entire continent, but your own territory.
All your subjects are under your protection.
They survive because of you, and no matter what disaster they encounter, you must protect them.
This is the responsibility of a king.
Many kings in ancient times had done this. They might not be saints, but to the people in their own territories, they were gods.
They are monarchs who hold up a piece of land on their own.
Taking this path means you must commit to protecting your territory for the rest of your life.
Ma Wen looked at the scene in front of him quietly.
The monster's voice sounded beside his ear:
"Will you choose the path of the king?"
…
"Will he?" O'Brien asked again.
The old blacksmith couldn't help but roll his eyes: "How should I know?"
"I thought you were smarter than me," O'Brien answered honestly.
The old blacksmith was silent for a moment, then he said, "No."
"Why?" O'Brien looked surprised.
The old blacksmith sneered: "Because he has made his choice."
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"I refuse!"
Ma Wen said so.
Then the second road also disappeared from his sight.
The monster looked at him with some unfriendly eyes.
"Oh, young night-walker, you are a selfish fellow."
"I'm beginning to dislike you."
"But out of duty, I still have to explain the third way to you."
"It looks like you are ready to choose this path. Yes, this path is the easiest, but it is also very dangerous to go alone. Maybe you think you are very strong, but one day, you will fall!"
On the third road.
Marvin became a powerful master of the night and killed countless people.
He became the strongest man in the entire continent, but he could only protect the people around him.
Some familiar faces flashed before his eyes: Anna, Winnie, Hathaway... and among them was Laura!
These were his closest friends.
The third path is the path of the strong.
Alone, getting stronger, protecting just a few.
Maybe one day, you can become an unrivaled strong man, but in the face of disaster, the only thing you can do is to protect yourself and a few others.
Then watch a large number of innocent creatures die wailing.
This is the lonely path of the strong.
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"It looks like he is going to choose the path of the strong."
O'Brien said somewhat dissatisfiedly: "Isn't this a bit selfish?"
The old blacksmith sighed and said, "Can't you be patient and wait for him to make a decision before you talk nonsense?"
O'Brien nodded, and then he said in surprise: "What?!"
"He actually refused again?!"
…
In front of the three-way intersection.
Marvin refused for the third time.
This time, he was very close to the monster, so close that he could even see the pores on the monster's body clearly.
“I reject this path.”
He said.
The monster was angry: "No!"
"This is the last stage of the Thorny Road. You must make a choice!"
"Tell me what your choice is, otherwise you won't be able to pass!"
Three roads reappeared behind him.
Saints, kings and strong men.
However, at this moment, Marvin did something that surprised the old blacksmith and O'Brien who had been peeping!
He rushed forward, pounced on the monster, and drew out the iron sword.
"What are you doing!" The monster looked panicked.
"I'm telling you my decision!"
Marvin raised the iron sword high, jumped high, and stabbed the monster's head hard!
prick!
The blunt-looking iron sword sank completely into the monster's head.
"That's - fuck you!"
As Marvin cursed, the monster began to wail in pain.
Its terrifying body began to shrink rapidly, and it turned into a tiny phantom demon. It was only as small as a fist, but it was nailed to the stone by the iron sword.
"I want to go my own way. Even if I have to make a decision, it's not your turn to interfere."
Marvin let go of his hand and said coldly.
The next second, a whole new road opened up in front of Marvin. He ignored the phantom demon howling in pain and walked over quickly.
…
By the furnace, the old blacksmith and O'Brien were stunned!
"I say, that iron sword has been stuck there for so many years, why didn't anyone find it?!"
"This is actually a phantom demon? How did Marvin know that?!"
“Is this the right choice?”
Both of them were extremely shocked.
Over the years, no night walker has ever passed the last level of the Thorny Road.
Because everyone has made a choice.
But no one made a fourth choice out of the three options like Marvin did.
Kill the monsters and go your own way.
This is the test that the Night King leaves for future generations!
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Marvin continued along the road, and soon a mountain appeared in front of him.
Endless Mountains.
He looked up. The mountain was not steep, but he could not see the end.
Only by crossing this mountain can you reach the dark sea where the warriors sleep.
Marvin took a deep breath and began to climb the mountain.
This is the first time that someone has set foot on this mountain since the Night King left behind the Kingdom of Eternal Night.
Marvin climbed up step by step. Climbing a mountain is a very hard job, especially a mountain with no end.
The strategy he knew ended here, because no one could get through the thorny road.
From now on, he has to rely entirely on himself.
"The thorny road tests endurance, willpower and determination."
"So what is the Endless Mountain's test?"
"It can't really be endurance..."
Marvin climbed for a while and looked up, but still couldn't see the top of the mountain.
He was exhausted.
He gritted his teeth and climbed up a little further. When he was exhausted, he prepared to take a rest.
Who knew that at this moment, he suddenly found that his hands suddenly became extremely rough.
These are not the hands of a fifteen-year-old boy at all.
There happened to be a pool of water in front of him, so Marvin reluctantly walked over and looked inside.
In the pool, a middle-aged man with a frightened look and a weathered look was looking at him in horror.
