悬在壁角的宝剑忽然鸣叫起来。于是,片刻思索后,主人开始诘问道:“你有什么不平?”“……”剑匣中的声音戛然停歇。“我知道,你一定有不平。你的锐敏感觉,迫使你在人间发现许多不平,你要鸣的,太多太多了,现在,你向我作不平之鸣吧!”“是不是你看出,这世界只是一座火山,溶岩在暗中倾轧,激荡,磨擦,烧灼终将爆炸而同归于尽;大毒火即将来到人间,于是一切又回到原始榛莽境地,因而你感到悲哀?” The sword hanging in the corner suddenly tweeted. So, after a moment of thinking, the owner began to ask: “What is your level? ” “...... ” The sound in the sword box stopped. “I know, you must be uneven. Your sharp sensation, forcing you to find many injustices in the world, you want to ring, too much, and now, you make an uproar to me! ” “Is Not you see, this world is just a volcano, the dissolution of rock in the dark, stirring, friction, burning will eventually explode and at the same time; the big fire is about to come to earth, so everything back to the original Hazel Mang situation, so you feel sad? ”