The time line of this world, had turned into the chaos indescribable shape. 这个世界的时间线,早就变成了混沌不可名状的形态。 All first deity demons and lives, in a week of unlimited samsara, dusk are taking the lead to jump, entered two weeks of goal make-up test plot, in two weeks are affecting one week of all first deity demon and lives, in the unlimited samsara, makes great strides forward toward the dream of paradise. 所有的先天神魔与生灵,都在一周目中无限轮回着,黄昏率先跳出来,进入了二周目的补考剧情,在二周目中影响着一周目中的所有先天神魔与生灵们,在无限的轮回中,向着乐园之梦迈进。 After the dusk murders kills the good fortune ancestor Saint and Bai Qige, hugged chaos him, dances in a big way, ended the innate era along with that chaos crazy simple-minded song transports/fortunes, for innate time thorough final judgment on a person's life can be made only after he is dead and buried, at that time, dusk obtained „prize that” Bai Qige said. 而当黄昏弑杀造化祖圣与白岐歌后,拥抱了混沌的他,伴随着那混沌痴愚之歌而起舞,终结了先天纪元的大运,为先天时代彻底盖棺定论,也在那时,黄昏获得了白岐歌所说的“奖品”。 Attained that time of prize, dusk then understood the Bai Qige words. 拿到奖品的那时,黄昏这才理解了白岐歌的话。 The prize is anything, is useful, do not ask Bai Qige, can only ask itself. 奖品到底是什么,有什么用,不要问白岐歌,只能问自己。 Because this „prize”, is not divine weapon magical treasure, but enters three weeks of eye of plot line the key. 因为这份“奖品”,并不是什么神兵法宝,而是进入三周目剧情线的钥匙。 Dusk strolls above the land, the indescribable distortion light shadow is lingering in the air him, is camouflaging his looks and shape, the crazy simple-minded sound plays in his side, sings is reading aloud the honor and will of chaos. 黄昏漫步于大地之上,不可名状的扭曲光影袅绕着他,遮蔽着他的姿容与形态,痴愚之音在他身边奏响,唱诵着混沌的荣光与意志。 Every time treads one step, the realistic scenery just like the wave to ripple to twist, as the dusk step changes. 每踏出一步,现实的景色犹如水波般荡漾扭曲起来,随着黄昏的步履而改变。 End land that from time to time the extreme disaster wreaks havoc, from time to time was crossed the end the epoch land. 时而是极端天灾肆虐的末日大地,时而是渡过末日的新纪元大地。 From time to time is the beginning of this game of end law time game, the fighting with the fists dead Bai Qige first deity demons, were just quarrelling randomly fiercely. 时而是这一局末法时代游戏的开端,刚刚乱拳打死白岐歌的先天神魔们,剧烈的争吵着。 From time to time is the epoch remote in the future, the person and god in, are enjoying the prosperity of new world together. 时而是新纪元的遥远未来,人与神同在,共同享受着新世界的繁荣。 Dusk every time takes one step, is shuttling back and forth in this chaotic time axis, sceneries are born elapse, people appear end, possibility seeds finished. 黄昏每迈出一步,都是在这混乱的时间轴中穿梭着,一幕幕景色诞生又逝去,一个个人出现又落幕,一个又一个的可能性萌芽又结束。 Suddenly, dusk pauses, twists the uncertain scenery immediately the avalanche is the reality. 骤然间,黄昏停步,扭曲不定的景色立刻崩塌为现实。 The extreme coldness sweeps across the world, in the cave, with great difficulty rises to be on fire „dusk”, binds tightly the clothing that the leaf knitting became, cold trembling, reckless dregs whole face, bone sou such as he of firewood, by partly awakes in the wall first half dream, freezes the face that turns green slightly, but also is hanging a happy smile, as if in having what good dream, even fell asleep, in the hand grips to lick the shining bone merely, that will be the tomorrow's breakfast. 极端的寒冷席卷世界,山洞之中,好不容易升起火的“黄昏”,裹紧了树叶编织而成的衣衫,冷的瑟瑟发抖,胡渣满脸,骨廋如柴的他,靠在墙壁上半梦半醒,冻得微微发青的脸,还挂着一丝幸福的笑容,似乎在做着什么好梦,即便是睡着了,手中还是仅仅攥着一些舔到发亮的骨头,那是明天的早餐。 Strove for saving difficultly for three days, finally when starved to death quickly, catches variation mouse that starved to death similarly quickly, although without many meat, but, that is the happiness that had a dream to smile. 艰难求存了三天,终于在快饿死的时候,抓到了一只同样快饿死的变异老鼠,虽然没有多少肉,但是,那已是做梦都会笑的幸福。 Is built on by the bonfire, dusk is staring at this „dusk”. 立于篝火旁,黄昏凝视着这个“黄昏”。 Which time line regardless of jumps to, in a week of goal plot dusk exists forever, that was just formerly deity demon industry dropping he, dusk that this lasts forever in a week of eye of plot, difficult struggles to ask to save in the end land. 不论跳跃到哪个时间线中,一周目的剧情中永远有一个黄昏存在,那是刚刚从先天神魔业位跌落的他,这个永存于一周目剧情的黄昏,艰难的在末日大地中挣扎求存着。 But at this moment, by the body of future, is staring at the body of past, that pair of chaos pupil, exudes has wiped the light happy expression. 而此刻,以未来之身,凝视着过去之身,那双混沌的眸子,泛过一抹淡淡的笑意。 Because he knows, regardless of comes again many times, regardless of after anything, when this one week of goal dusk, will come to understand finally, bravely steps forward, leading all people to step the road of paradise, arrives in the happy promised land. 因为他知道,不论重来多少次,不论历经什么,当这个一周目的黄昏,终会觉悟,挺身而出,带领着所有的人踏上乐园之路,抵达幸福的应许之地。 This coming to understand, turns on two weeks of goal key! 这份觉悟,是开启二周目的钥匙！ „Come on, you can certainly arrive in the paradise!” “加油,你一定可以抵达乐园的！” To the past blessing, is situated in the present pledge, dusk takes a step again, the reality twists again. 既是对过去的祝福,也是立于现在的誓言,黄昏再度迈步,现实再度扭曲。 Dusk strolls in this chaotic and indescribable time axis, is conducting the two weeks of eye of plot of unlimited samsara. 黄昏漫步于这混乱而不可名状的时间轴中,进行着自己无限轮回的二周目剧情。 Is the vanguard, the dusk shape more is the fuzzy, chaos distortion light shadow also spreads, changes to one to have a dusk, falls in each time line, explores, attempts, changes. 越是前行,黄昏的形态就越是模糊,混沌的扭曲光影随之蔓延,化作一个有一个的黄昏,落于各个时间线中,去探索,去尝试,去改变。 Then, dusk pauses suddenly, the reality of distortion determined again. 而后,黄昏骤然停步,扭曲的现实再度确定。 Setting sun like fire, rickets, but old back, difficult is brandishing the hoe, is not an agriculture, but to dig up a grave, in his not far away, the corpse moves, sends out low and deep shouting, selects the person to bite, but was tying up by the rope, is hard to move. 残阳如火,佝偻而苍老的背影,艰难的挥舞着锄头,并非农耕,而是为了掘墓,在他不远处,尸体活动起来,发出低沉的嘶吼,择人而噬,只是被绳索捆绑着,难以动弹。 The end disaster tribulation attacks one after another, but at this time, the plague breaks out, the virus evolves during the end rapidly, finally, infects the life, lets live the life to change to the good-for-nothing, to survivors in imminent danger most fatal strikes. 末日灾劫接连来袭,而此时,瘟疫爆发,病毒在末日之中急速进化,最后,感染生命,让活着生灵化作行尸走肉,给岌岌可危的幸存者们最致命的一击。 This is an possibility in endless time line, although the probability is tiny, but also has to become the probability of reality, but in this time line, this probability, becomes the reality, the world of this end, has become the paradise of good-for-nothing. 这是无尽时间线中的一个可能性,虽然几率渺小,但也有成为现实的几率,而在这个时间线中,这种几率,成为了现实,这个末日之世,已经成为行尸走肉的乐园。 „God of death, does not see for a long time, can you be well?” “死神,许久不见,你可安好？” Dusk whispered lightly, the sound twisted to distort, reason that can be this, was because he has strolled is too long in the unlimited samsara, the long time to the present his existence, has evolved for another shape gradually, his sound, penetrated the curtain that the infinite time line interwove becomes, fell, sounds some distortion distortions. 黄昏淡淡低语,声音扭曲而失真,之所以会是这样,是因为他已经在无限轮回中漫步太久了,久到现在他的存在,都已经渐渐演变为另一种形态,他的声音,穿透了无穷时间线交织而成的帷幕,才落于此间,自是听起来有些扭曲失真。 The rickets old person who was called the god of death, turning the head slowly, the old and muddy pupil, is disclosing endless exhausted. 被称之为死神的佝偻老人,缓缓的转过头,苍老而浑浊的眸子,透露着无尽的疲惫。 „Dusk, this 5238 th time is your I met!” “黄昏,这已经是你我第五千二百三十八次见面了吧！” Some dusk tone slightly surprise: „It seems like you have awakened.” 黄昏的语气微微有些诧异:“看来你已经觉醒了。” The god of death is only exhausted sighing, looked that to that side the good-for-nothing who struggles fiercely: „I only am willing me not to wake up, if I do not awake, my son, my daughter-in-law, my grandson, other old friends, will not die.” 死神只是疲累的叹着气,看向那边正在剧烈挣扎的行尸走肉:“我只愿我未曾醒来,我若是不醒,我的儿子,我的儿媳妇,我的孙子,还有其他的老朋友们,也不会死。” He is the god of death, wielded the innate death main road, he was the result of death, when he woke up, this world was then doomed dead. 他是死神,执掌先天死亡大道,他是死亡的结局,当他醒来时,这个世界便注定死亡。 Good-for-nothing virus that this world that is in flood, because of awakens of god of death. 这个世界那泛滥的行尸走肉病毒,因死神的苏醒而来。 Dusk knows all these, therefore , can only be silent. 黄昏知晓这一切,所以,也只能是默然不语。 „Dusk, you are very lucky, because you were the process of death, in the process, has the infinite long scenery, but I was the result, was a being doomed result, I can do only, delivered final resting for them, therefore you wait/etc!” “黄昏,你很幸运,因为你是死亡的过程,过程之中,有着无限漫长的风景,而我是结局,是一个注定的结果,我唯一能做的,就是为他们送上最终的安息,所以你等等吧！” Dusk stands erect in side, static onlooking. 黄昏屹立在旁,静静的旁观着。 The god of death hand, is twining the terrifying death strength, this is creates the result finally end the strength, the hoe that this world commodity casts, is unable to resist the corrosion of strength of god of death, vanished in a puff of smoke quickly. 死神的手,缠绕着恐怖的死亡力量,这是缔造结果的终末之力,那柄凡尘物资所铸的锄头,根本无法抵挡死神之力的侵蚀,很快灰飞烟灭。 Lost the tool, the god of death is only the bare-handed excavation. 失去了工具,死神只是徒手的挖掘着。 Spatial has the supreme supernatural power, read within to create all, but the god of death seemed like old person such, strenuous bare-handed is unearthing the soil. 空有无上的神力,念动间便可缔造着一切,但死神只是像是一个老人那样,费力的徒手挖掘着泥土。 Digs is very slow, is very careful, crazily one type entangles does not abandon meant. 挖的很慢,也很仔细,有一种痴缠的不舍意味。 As death result he, is attached to with the cause that others conclude, even separation finally this flash, he still hopes that can extend as far as possible. 身为死亡结局的他,眷恋着与其他人缔结的因缘,即便分离的最后这一瞬间,他也希望可以尽量延绵下去。 Dusk is whispering: „Actually you can reverse the life and death!” 黄昏低语着:“其实你可以逆转生死！” The old person is only light shaking the head: „I as first deity demon time, thinks like this, does this, recklessly the reversal life and death, making the death walk in world, but, I know now that was wrong , static resting, actually was sometimes very good, everyone was very tired, needs to sleep well, cannot disturb them again, even if I had many do not abandon.” 老人只是淡淡的摇头:“我身为先天神魔的时候,也是这样想,也是这样做的,肆意逆转生死,让死亡行走于世,但是,现在我才知道,那是错误的,有时候,静静的安息,其实也很好,大家都很累了,需要好好睡一觉了,不能再打搅他们了,即便我有多不舍。” The god of death experienced anything in this time line, harvested anything, lost anything, except for the evening evening on the brink of old age, exhausted god of death, without others knows, because, this is his own story, the journey of his own redemption. 死神到底在这个时间线经历了什么,收获了什么,失去了什么,除了暮暮垂老,疲累不已的死神自己,没有其他人知晓,因为,这是他自己的故事,他自己的救赎之旅。 Dusk is waiting , the old person digs out the tomb, then buried the good-for-nothing who these struggled, but that flash of burying, the good-for-nothing who these struggled all became peaceful, experienced on the face of human affairs wind and frost, showed the quiet resting smile. 黄昏只是等待着,老人掘开坟墓,然后将那些挣扎的行尸走肉葬了下去,而葬下去的那一瞬间,那些挣扎的行尸走肉悉数变得安静,历尽世事风霜的脸上,也露出静谧的安息笑容。 Is staring at the tomb, the old person like in the prayer. 凝视着坟墓,老人如同在祷告。 Long time later, then, the old person stands gradually. 良久之后,然后,老人渐渐站起来。 The ripples of death, melted the attitude. 死亡的涟漪,化作风。 First is the breeze, then evolves to become the storm of howling, is sadder worse than the end disaster. 先是微风,而后演变成为呼啸的风暴,比末日天灾更为凄厉。 The storm of death was centered on the old person, swept across the whole world, these good-for-nothings, under swaying of wind of death, all dropped down, on their faces, showed the facial expression of resting. 死亡的风暴以老人为核心,席卷了整个世界,那些行尸走肉,在死亡之风的吹拂下,悉数倒下,他们的脸上,都露出了安息的神情。 The old person old and exhausted pupil, is producing an inverted image the big thousand entire world all death phenomena, extends take action slowly, swept across the death storm winding of the whole world in his hands. 老人苍老而疲累的眸子,倒映着大千寰宇一切的死亡现象,缓缓伸出手,席卷整个世界的死亡风暴缠绕在他的手中。 „Dusk, come, making the death end!” “黄昏,来吧,让死亡落幕吧！” Dusk also extends take action slowly, deteriorates the strength of winding that dusk and drops to perish to be one of them. 黄昏也缓缓伸出手,衰败与堕亡的黄昏之力缠绕在其中。 The old person and dusk hand, all grasp the fist slowly, because they all want to grip tightly something. 老人与黄昏的手,皆缓缓握成拳,因为他们皆希望紧握住一些东西。 Process of death, with result of death, collision together. 死亡的过程,与死亡的结果,碰撞在一起。 The brilliance of death is blooming, is outlining two people the understanding of the death. 死亡的光辉绽放着,勾勒着两人对死亡的理解。 Finally, the god of death died. 最终,死神死了。 This is one sounds very incredible result, but, actually also natural. 这是一个听起来很荒诞的结局,但是,却也理所当然。 Forever is living, is controlling the god of death of others life and death, was really the death had present? 永远都活着,支配着别人生死的死神,真的是死亡的具现化吗？ Therefore, the god of death died. 所以,死神死了。 Even the god of death is still that difficult the death escapes dies, was the true death. 即便是死神也难逃一死的死亡,才是真正的死亡。 When the old person drops down, the corners of the mouth have a tranquil and serene smile as before, his death, was serene, because this was the world of death he described. 老人倒下时,嘴角依旧带着一丝宁静而安详的笑容,他的死亡,非常安详,因为这就是他所描绘的死亡之世。 Was corroded by the strength of death, causes some dusks of coughing up blood, said off and on, then he extends take action slowly, the light shadow of distortion spreads, the old person will swallow slowly. 被死亡之力侵蚀,导致有些咳血的黄昏,断断续续的说完,然后他缓缓伸出手,扭曲的光影蔓延开来,将老人缓缓吞噬进去。 Is invisible, cannot manage, not chaos void, finally chaos without limits is brandishing the tentacle, knocks is playing the crazy simple-minded blind song, sidemen, dance. 不可视,不可理,不可言的混沌虚空中,终焉的混沌无止境的挥舞着触手,敲奏着痴愚盲目的歌,一位位伴奏者,随之起舞。 But at this point, some chaos sideman, has turned the head, the vision spans the indescribable boundary, is staring at the dusk, shows the smile. 而在此时,某一位混沌伴奏者,转过头,目光跨越不可名状的界限,凝视着黄昏,露出笑容。 That is an old person who wears the black robe, the upper part, the lower part is slurred, only has the whisker arm that the death knitting became, he is carrying the lantern, walked in dark void, in shuttle crowd of star, in the lantern by the hand lightened the darkness, sang without limits is reading aloud the requiem. 那是一位身穿黑袍的老人,上半身如人,下半身模糊不清,唯有死亡编织而成的触须腕足,他提着灯笼,行走于黑暗的虚空之中,穿梭群星之中,以手中灯笼点亮黑暗,无止境唱诵着安魂曲。 Life of pacing back and forth, is listening respectfully to his singing sound, is gazing at his light of lantern, following, integrates in old person's clothing. 彷徨的孤魂野鬼,聆听着他的歌声,注视着他的灯笼之光,随之而来,融入到老人的衣衫之中。 Old person's black clothes, was the resting death paradise, life immersion in, will enjoy true sleeping soundly. 老人的黑衣,是安息的死亡乐园,孤魂野鬼沉浸其中,会享受到真正的安眠。 Dusk listens to was clear about the old person the song of singing faintly. 黄昏隐隐听清楚了老人的所唱之歌。 Walks the person in this mortal world, when you had been through repeatedly long all, when being scarred arrival end point, please put down all sadness and pain, all pacing back and forth and despairs, taste that tranquil and busy eternal dormancy, because, this was the death promise gives this mortal world all living things the promised land. 行走于尘世的人呐,当你历经了漫长的一切,伤痕累累的抵达终点时,请放下所有的伤心与痛苦,所有的彷徨与绝望,品尝那宁静而无暇的永恒之眠吧,因为,这是死亡许诺给尘世众生的应许之地。 Also in this time, dusk knew that black clothes old person's given name. 也于此时,黄昏知晓了那黑衣老人的名讳。 The guide who the lord of death forever will perish, the glorious tranquil dream, confuses the soul, his existence, why described the result of death should. 永亡的永眠之主,悠久的宁静之梦,迷魂的引导者,他的存在,描绘着死亡的结局应该为何。 „Good singing sound!” “不错的歌声！” Dusk is smiling slightly, but at the same time, his shape also even more fuzzy chaos, but is opposite with it, that chaos void scenery, is even more clear, as if may arrive at the reality momentarily, replaces all. 黄昏微微笑着,而与此同时,他的形态也愈发模糊混沌,但与之相反的,那混沌虚空之景,愈发清晰,仿佛随时都可降临现实,取代一切。 Then, dusk starts again , to continue to stroll in the unlimited samsara. 然后,黄昏再度启程,继续漫步于无限的轮回之中。 This game of end law time, is the universe finally condensation of hell tribulation, aims at all first trial of deity demon. 这一局末法时代,是宇宙终焉地狱劫的凝聚,也是针对所有先天神魔的试炼。 Is involved, then undergoes the tribulation, only had to complete own redemption, was the tribulation completely. 身在其中,便是历劫,唯有完成了自身的救赎,便是劫尽。 Once dusk should plundering, but read came to understand, he jumped, he can walk momentarily, but finally, because actually in the heart held to read, in driving perishing tribulation, unceasing effort, forever is leading the way , he becomes a part of inexorable fate revolution gradually. 黄昏曾是应劫者,但一念觉悟,他跳了出来,他随时都可以走,但最终,却因为心中执念,主动沉沦劫中,不断的努力着,永远的前行着,渐渐的,他成为了劫数运转的一部分。 Once, was Bai Qige at the layout trial all first deity demons, but now, is dusk walk in, is leading the tribulation of this endless hell. 曾经,是白岐歌在布局试炼着所有的先天神魔,而现在,是黄昏行走其中,主导着这个这无尽的地狱之劫。 The third week goal plot, did not exist before, but dusk opened personally the third week goal plot, named various God dusk plot. 第三周目的剧情,之前并不存在,但黄昏自己亲手开辟了第三周目的剧情,名为诸神黄昏的剧情。 The universe the hell tribulation, then welcomes a newcomer for the leather finally old, ends the old era, ushers the epoch, but the present dusk, is the child of chaos era, is shouldering the era that came from in the hell and abyss transports/fortunes greatly. 宇宙终焉地狱劫,便是为了革旧迎新,终结旧纪元,开辟新纪元,而现在的黄昏,就是混沌的纪元之子,肩负着源自于地狱与深渊的纪元大运。 A week of goal plot, was the invariable past, two weeks of eye of plot, is the present of fluctuation. 一周目的剧情,是不变的过去,二周目剧情,是变幻的现在。 In the past and at present interweaves, the common knitting becomes the plot of tribulation of various God dusk, but this plot, to cast...... the crazy simple-minded future! 过去与现在交织,共同编织成为了诸神黄昏之劫的剧情,而这个剧情,是为了铸就……痴愚的未来！ The inexhaustible time line spreads across, first deity demon one after another, came to understand finally. 无穷无尽的时间线纵横交错,一位又一位的先天神魔,终是觉悟。 Perhaps is unwilling, pain, feels relaxed, comprehends, but in any event, they completed finally to their redemption, then, by way of the hand of dusk, falls from the sky to perish, takes off/escapes the tribulation to go, then during falls in that chaos is void, becomes chaos sideman who dances eternal. 或是不甘,或是痛苦,或是释然,或是开悟,但不论如何,祂们终是完成了对自身的救赎,然后,经由黄昏之手,陨落而亡,脱劫而去,然后落于那混沌虚空之中,成为了永恒起舞的混沌伴奏者。 Perhaps has passed very for a long time very long time, perhaps continued very short time. 也许已经过了很久很久的时间,也许只是持续了很短暂的时间。 An ashes great wild goose honored section of finger, touched first star territory of deity demon finally. 灰烬鸿钧的一截手指,终是触及了先天神魔的星域。 This star territory, regardless of many generous elegies, many loose grand, all, by brutal cancelling. 这片星域,不论其中有多少慷慨悲歌,有多少风流壮阔,一切的一切,都被无情的抹去。 Is built on above the land, dusk looks into the finger of that being shattered myriad things distantly. 立于大地之上,黄昏遥遥眺望那破灭万物的手指。 This, to dusk, unexpectedly such familiar. 这一幕,对黄昏而言,竟是这么的熟悉。 In the past, the arrogant first deity demon, has not lowered the head has conscientiously regarded the myriad things, facing the world, is only careless, having one's wish the hand that lifted gently, then, the water wind fire was shattered, all things collapse to extinguish, all, was all cancelled, such as cancelled dust of a contamination on clothing. 往昔,傲慢的先天神魔,从不曾低头认真看待过万物,面对世界,只是漫不经心,随心所欲的轻轻抬起的手,然后,地水风火破灭,万事万物崩灭,所有的一切,悉数被抹去,如抹去一颗沾染在衣衫上的灰尘。 The geomancy transfers in turn, the retribution, came throughout. 风水轮流转,报应,始终还是来了。 Another brutal hand, according to first way of deity demon, cancelled first all of deity demon careless. 另一只无情的手,按照先天神魔的方式,漫不经心的抹去了先天神魔的一切。 Dusk turns the head, looks back. 黄昏转头,向后看去。 The endless samsara, finished finally. 无尽的轮回,终是结束了。 His wife and daughter all are built on his back, end from now on epoch, so tender and beautiful is launching, people are enjoying the prosperity of that new world, had not detected arrival that finally is shattered. 他的妻子与女儿皆立于他的背后,末日过后的新纪元,如此娇艳的展开着,人们享受着那新世界的繁荣,还没察觉到最终破灭的降临。 This mortal world land that this is through a lot, condensed, witnessed his all, is reposing his dream. 这历经沧桑的尘世大地,凝聚了,见证了他的所有,也寄托着他的梦想。 Has taken up, side Zhiqi is heavy, has had, side knowledge does not abandon, has been attached, side Zhinan leaves. 拿起过,方知其重,拥有过,方知不舍,眷恋过,方知难离。 „I love you......” “我爱你们……” Dusk smiles, then, jumps to leap, lowers toward that finally is shattered to welcome. 黄昏只是轻轻一笑,然后,纵身一跃,向着那降下的最终破灭迎去。 The sound of crazy simple-minded singing reading aloud, reverberates in void, the chaos will is howling, is broad and radiant, is to the utmost dignified, is to the utmost demented. 痴愚的唱诵之音,回荡在虚空之中,混沌的意志呼啸着,恢弘而璀璨,极尽庄严,也极尽癫狂。 Tiny, is never the reason of giving up. 渺小,从不是放弃的理由。 Battle, because is only not willing to drop. 争斗,只因为不愿放手。 The advance , because cannot flinch. 前进,是因为不能退缩。 Regardless when places, the blind person, is never willing to see clearly the general trend, where regardless of being , the crazy simple-minded person, is willing to open the praying mantis arm of that operative in a textile mill finally. 不论身处何时,盲目的人,永远不愿看清大势所趋,不论身在何地,痴愚的人,终愿伸出那挡车的螳臂。 „Ha, our generation is the blind moron, in playing who the world of this chaos dances demented......” “哈哈哈,我辈皆是盲目痴愚者,是在这混沌之世癫狂起舞的奏者……” The dusk of laughing wildly, the hovering galaxy, swims against the stream, the strength of innate beginning of the universe once vanished, unprecedented is blooming, even endless sublimation. 狂笑的黄昏,翱翔星河,逆流而上,曾经消失的先天混元之力,空前的绽放着,甚至无尽的升华着。 By fist of various God the dusk, the upfront shakes is shattered a finger/refers that hardly the great wild goose honored lowers. 以诸神黄昏之拳,正面硬撼鸿钧降下的破灭一指。 The fist with referring to that flash of collision, in the universe deep space, is reverberating ashes great wild goose honored whispering: 拳与指碰撞的那一瞬间,宇宙的深空中,回荡着灰烬鸿钧的低语: „, Interesting little fellow!” “呵,有趣的小家伙！” Refers to the potential of falling stagnating slightly, then , to continue to fall, but when the praying mantis arm the dusk of car(riage), meets a cruel death to fall. 指落之势微微一滞,而后,继续落下,而螳臂当车的黄昏,粉身碎骨而陨。 Great wild goose honored domination in all above mighty force, invincible as always. 鸿钧的凌驾在一切之上的伟力,一如既往的所向无敌。 Dusk falls from the sky, above this mortal world land, all people induced creation main elapsing, wept with grief to cry. 黄昏陨落,尘世大地之上,所有的人都感应到了造物主的逝去,悲泣而哭。 But at this point, the indescribable chaos whispered, reverberate in the universe. 但在此时,不可名状的混沌低语,回荡在宇宙之中。 „Hey, interesting big fellow!” “嘿,有趣的大家伙！”