角色故事•三（解锁条件：角色等级60）
又到了将士出征的时候。
但那恐怖的死状，居高不下的死亡率，终日喧响的炮火，浮现于天空的庞然巨物，预示着这场战争不同以往的惨烈。
直到那一日，高耸入云的「瞰云镜」承载联盟万亿众生的愿力，终于得到了祂的回应。
灼热的气浪毫无征兆地出现，弱小的丰饶孽物化作血雾，不可直视的光撕开天穹。
他看到光浪所及之处，一切山峦化为齑粉。
他看到未来得及撤离的仙舟军团和丰饶孽物一起化为尘埃。
他听说紧跟月御将军的少女在即将覆灭的敌阵中奔走，试图带回剩余的士兵。
在光之海的巨浪到达之前，他尽全力救下少女，而后在光芒的余波中失去了意识。
……
残破的军旗在风中猎猎作响，寥寥无几的幸存者围在火堆旁，无言对坐。
叮当，叮当，叮当——
坑坑洼洼的鼎镬被狂风吹着，在原野上滚动。
身体理应早就习惯了所驻扎的这颗星球上的寒冷，但他从来都没觉得那么冷过，从里到外，都是冰凉的。
他拾起铁锅，加水，烧开，放入所剩无几的食材，动作一气呵成。
「还是好冷……」
幸存者默默地咀嚼着食物，没有人说话。
「放点辣吧。」
他取出随身携带的药袋。
「不够辣。」
他放下了更多的辣椒。
「还是不够。」
他将随身携带的香料全数倒进鼎镬中。
「没有更多了。」
红油翻滚，他夹起野菜放进嘴中，当麻木的味觉被激活的时候，他第一次如此强烈地感到生命的存在——
那是近乎于痛的滋味。
Character Story: Part III
• Unlocked at Character Level 60
It was time once again for the army to move out.
However, grisly bodies of the dead, the perpetually high death rate, ongoing blasts of artillery fire, and a monstrous creature that appeared in the air were all portents that heralded a devastating war unlike anything that had ever occurred before.
Until one day, when the towering Cloudpeer Telescope that bore the wills of the trillions of living beings aboard the Xianzhou finally received a response from THEM.
A searing blast appeared out of nowhere, obliterating the weak Abominations of Abundance into a miasma of blood. A light so blindingly bright that tore the sky dome asunder.
Even mountains and hills that the light reached turned into dust.
He saw the Abominations of Abundance and members of the Xianzhou Legion that were slow to retreat crumble to dust.
He heard about how the girl always by General Yueyu's side weaved in and out of the annihilated enemy ranks, attempting to bring the remaining soldiers back with her.
Before the wave of light could reach them, he dashed in with every last ounce of his strength to save that young lady before losing his consciousness in the afterglow of the obliterating light.
...
Tattered banners thrashed in the wind as the few remaining survivors gathered around the bonfire in silence.
Clank, clank, clank...
A strong gust of wind swept across, rolling a battered cauldron along the barren ground.
His body should have long acclimated to the frigid cold climate given the time he had been stationed on this planet. But he had never felt this cold before. He was cold from the inside out.
In a seasoned manner, he picked up the iron receptacle, filled it with water, and brought it to a boil before throwing in scraps of leftover ingredients.
"It's still so cold..."
The survivors ate their food in silence.
"Maybe I should add some spice."
With that, he retrieved the medicine pouch that he always carried with him.
"Not spicy enough."
He added more chili peppers to the mix.
"Not there yet."
He emptied every spice he had on him into the cauldron.
"That's it."
As oil from the chili bubbled, he picked up a herb from the cauldron to taste. When his already numbed sense of taste finally picked up on the spice, a jolt of current ran through him. He felt alive for the first time!
It was a sensation that bordered on pain.
