Alliance of Gods of War: Road to Kings 2

"Today is very important, Fluttershy."

Ray told me, "It's the day when the elves agree that the dead come home."

"It's equivalent to our Ghost Festival." I scratched my head.

"Ah, almost." Gaia asked me, "It happens that there is no task today, do you want to participate in the memorial ceremony?"

"It's very fresh, of course I will participate." I was about to rush out.

Lie Ying looked helpless, "Xiaodie, are you sure you want to go in pajamas..."

"Ah, hahaha..." I touched my head in embarrassment.

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The memorial ceremony was held in Edison, the hometown of music, because everyone believed that music would allow the dead to find their way home.

I naturally know that this is a very superstitious statement, but since everyone is willing to believe it, I pretend to be confused.

The crowds on Eddie Star were crowded, and there was no room for Nanifendo. They flew over and chatted with us, "Long time no see, Xiaodie, are you coming to the memorial ceremony?" "Well, I just came to see and see The traditions of the elves."

"Hey! There's a human over there." "How could there be a human... wait, she can't be..."

"Missioner!"

A group of elves ran over excitedly, and I was surrounded almost instantly. I looked over for help, everyone seemed to be watching the show, I gritted my teeth, and secretly recorded it in the account. I finally saw you in person." "Really? Well, you are so cute." They chattered, and I had to become a super nanny, playing with a group of children, and Muse was very happy to hold them Blake sat aside and closed his eyes to relax, Cassius smiled and said,

"The ceremony has begun." He pointed to the circular stage slowly rising on the largest open space over there. The mysterious light made people feel warm and comfortable. I don't know when the music sounded. In the deep jungle, the stream is gurgling and flowing.

The field fell silent, an old man stood on the stage, stroking his beard, "The memorial ceremony, begin—"

Immediately, all the elves closed their eyes and mourned silently, "O dead souls, go home, lost souls, go home..."

Accompanied by music that seemed to come from another world, the mourning of the elves seemed to have great magic power. Due to the atmosphere, I also closed my eyes and muttered to myself.

Suddenly, when my ears became silent, I seemed to see something, yes, I was standing in the darkness with my eyes closed, and I saw a tall and straight white figure walking towards me slowly.

In his hand, he held a shiny machete shaped like a crescent moon.

Almost at a glance, I realized who he was.

"Monsters?"

My own voice was so distant, it seemed to come straight out of my head.

"Missioner, please stay safe." The man smiled rarely, his face very similar to that of Mei Mei gave me a strange feeling.

"Spirits? You're back?" I was a little excited.More is unbelievable.

"I no longer belong to this world. I came back today to say goodbye to you."

I thumped in my heart, and when I thought about the sprite's death without leaving any corpses behind, I felt extremely uncomfortable, "Farewell? Are you leaving?"

Spooky nodded, "Yes, go to another world. Redeem the sins of this world."

"Atonement... Forget it, go to that world and live well."

He just smiled, "Don't you hate the mission...I'm the one who wants to kill you."

"You let me and Mi Mei go, I should have thanked you, why did you hate me?"

"I just made what I think is the right choice. In my previous life, I must have done a great deed. Only in this life can I walk on the right path." Ling Yao sighed.

The atmosphere became silent, and I quickly changed the subject, "Are you coming back next year? If I come back, I will come to see you every year."

"No, I don't have another chance." The sprite smiled bitterly, "I'm about to hit the road, can you give me a hug, this is something I've always wished for."

I don't think I have any reason to refuse. When I stretched out my arms and hugged him with all my strength, I felt the real heat on my shoulders dripping down to my shoulders.

Artificial robot sprites, crying.

"Missioner, you are a fool...be kind to the enemy, you will die..."

"Take care. You and them, take care."

He turned his head and left, holding the knife, and went to another world where there was no killing.

His figure was finally buried in the darkness, and I watched him disappear forever at the end of my sight.

When I recovered, I realized that the ceremony was over, the mysterious music had stopped, and the charm was patting my shoulder, "Did Xiaodie see anything?"

"Well, the sprites are back."

"Spirit? He's back? Huh? Why are your shoulders so wet..."

If I didn't believe that the undead would really come back at the beginning, then now, I do.

He went to another world beyond the skyline.

In that world, he would be fine.

No longer involuntary, live, is yourself.Sprites, go all the way.

Sprites in white clothes, the crescent moon panicked, looking north, it doesn't matter.

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