Arad's crooked savior

Bah~

Jon's trembling fingers seemed to be attacked when they penetrated the frost realm, and he retracted his hand in fear, his eyes full of sadness.

Ice and fire are incompatible, and he will never be able to touch Saya's cheek and wipe away the clear tears from the corners of her eyes.

The distance of one meter is very short, so short that people can easily cross it in one step.

But the distance of one meter is very long, so long that even if Jon reunites after a long separation of more than 400 years, he cannot hug Saya tightly and can only watch silently.

The eyes of the two people who looked at each other were full of sadness. All the consequences of this now were caused by themselves who were more than a thousand years old. They could not blame others.

When you are young, no one has ever been confused, sad or happy about love. When someone accidentally mentions the other person's name, flowers will bloom on their cheeks.

"That's enough for us..." Saya shook her head gently.

"Yeah, that's enough."

The devastated royal capital, after going through the flames, only a few traces of history remain. It has been thousands of years, and there is nothing to investigate or blame.

It was as if time flowed backwards, and their souls and thoughts returned to the scene they first met when they were studying in a foreign country.

In a prosperous college, with towering ancient trees, in a neat and tidy library, we accidentally sat face to face with each other, and there was a vague but clear heartbeat.

From the first acquaintance to getting acquainted, I was surprised to find that each other's interests, hobbies, conversation, and behavior were all in line with my own wishes and ideals, as if they were destined by God.

After getting acquainted, they couldn't bear to be deceived. When they revealed their identities, there was a subtle sense of humor. It turned out that they were both the prince and the princess who were hiding their identities.

When they graduated and returned to China, they made a pledge to each other and firmly believed that there would be a way to resolve the conflicts between countries.

But, in the end, fate played a trick on people and made a tragic joke.

"sorry."

"sorry."

They apologized to each other almost at the same moment, and suddenly looked at each other and smiled, seemingly reconciled, but still containing sadness.

Saya apologized and cursed the entire imperial capital in anger, while Jon apologized to his past self who was obsessed with the throne.

"I could have dissipated by myself, but there are still many things I want to talk to you about." Saya's delicate face finally showed a little brilliance, bright and moving, and smiled: "Then, I will wait for you in the underworld."

"OK, wait for me!"

The one-meter frost field suddenly dissipated, and Saya's figure disappeared without a trace again, but Jon seemed to be relieved of his knot, and nodded lightly to agree to the first agreement after the reunion.

Naturally, we have to achieve it.

In the past, the lonely and empty palace, where a portrait was sleeping, seemed not to be much better than the underworld.

Jon's figure also disappeared from the spot. The moonlight was already filling the sky, casting a cold feeling on the ground. He ran away for dozens of miles, like a bolide, far away from the ruins of the disaster bank.

The roaring flames ignited a terrifying tornado hurricane, and the aura of the ghost and god was released with all its strength, faintly stirring something like a fish bait.

He does not need to deliberately look for the gate or the entrance to the cracks of the underworld. As the only ghost and god whose body exists in the world, he only needs to bloom his aura wantonly to induce the predator.

A black water swamp suddenly appeared on the solid ground and spread around at an incredible speed. At the same time, an aura that made Jon, the flame ghost god, also feel palpitated, rushed from a dimension under the earth.

"Saya, I'm going to the underworld to see you."

The dazzling fire in the night was suddenly swallowed up from bottom to top by a mysterious giant beast. Its ferocious and dark mouth seemed to be able to bite the moon in the sky into its mouth.

boom!

The giant mouth closed, and the sound of Brash crashing into the swamp was shocking and profound, waking up countless people in their sleep.

Mysterious tornado flames, terrifying devouring monsters, there may be new rumors quietly spreading in the continent of Arad.

Ye Lin's gaze seemed to peer through the thick rocks, reaching straight to the ground, and sighed: "I can feel that Jon's breath has disappeared, and he must have been eaten by Bola Xiu and taken to the underworld."

"Woooo..."

Seaman, who was crying in the curator's arms, sniffled for a while and choked up: "That's good. The two of them can finally be together in the underworld. In a sense, it's perfect."

Siatt opened her mouth, but still couldn't utter those words that hit her hard. Just think of it as leaving Seaman with some beautiful love fantasies.

Ice and fire are incompatible. Even in the underworld, Saya and Jon cannot touch each other, not even a handshake or a hug.

Moreover, the two of them have become ghosts and gods, so there is no expectation that they can be together even after death.

It can only be said that compared to the past when one was in Arad and the other was in the underworld, we could at least meet each other and feel comforted.

The underground ruins are completely empty. Jon's flames have wiped out all the remaining resentful spirits. Maybe new ghosts will be born here in the future, or they will be occupied by some monsters, but that will all happen in the future.

"Thank you for your help, our last wish has been fulfilled."

Saya's maid, Huli, and the captain of the personal guard, Froy, paid court etiquette, looked at each other and smiled, and calmly held Yuena's hands, turning into snowflakes in a soft holy light.

The cold wind blowing on the face briefly dissipated the intense heat that Jon had brought before, making people sober up.

This sad city was destroyed due to the curse of Saya, and Jon took the initiative to fall into hell. The emotionally sad atmosphere was gradually dissipating.

But the capital city of a country, which is in dilapidated condition and only a model left, is still silently telling the story of a tragic war that happened more than a thousand years ago.

"It's time for me to go."

The clothes of the Ice Angel are turning into dots of fluorescence, turning into falling snowflakes.

He gave Sayan the power to take revenge, and therefore became entangled with the cause and effect of the disaster bank capital, making it difficult to escape.

Now dust returns to dust, dust returns to dust, and he has a reason to be freed.

Yuena's eyes moved and she hurriedly asked: "Sheila, do you want to dissipate yourself like Hersos?"

"Are you talking about the Flame Angel... Hahahaha, we have struggled, been confused, left, and slept. Now our souls have returned to His grace again. Safiir, may God's will always protect you!"

A breeze came slowly, blowing away the strong smell of fire and smoke, just like a natural wind.

"He is him, and he will not be him in the future. The name of Ice Angel will be inherited. He may also be called Sheila, but he may not be the same Sheila just now."

The little angel Remiel also seemed a little unhappy. He was holding a milk candy given by Mailu in his hand. It was too big and had to be broken open to eat.

Inciting the petite six wings, it also disappeared into the air.

Siatt was also in a low mood and said regretfully: "Although I didn't fight the war a thousand years ago, I feel like I've had another mental battle. It's really tiring."

As soon as the somewhat relaxing and joking words were spoken, they immediately aroused resonance and emotion. They all felt mentally exhausted and found a place to sit down and rest for a while.

Saya's Snow Dance is icy blue and crystal clear, while Jon's Red Phoenix sword is as red as lava. Their shapes are almost identical, but their attributes are exactly the opposite.

This was once a token of love for the prince and princess. Now it is a relic of the two ghosts and gods, flame and frost, which has extraordinary historical value and significance.

The curator placed the two weapons side by side and exclaimed with admiration: "Ye Lin, I think these two knives and the portrait of Saya can be protected and exhibited as cultural relics."

"Well, the Red Phoenix Sword and the portrait are considered the trophies of our team, but Xiuxue Wu belongs to Feng Ying. How should we deal with it? I have to ask her personal opinion. Hey... where is Feng Ying? Why is Xiaoyu missing?"

Bang Chi... Bang Chi...

Everyone who was resting turned their heads suspiciously, and then they were stunned and stunned.

I don't know when, Xiaoyu and Fengying each had a shovel, and they were digging excitedly into something on the solid ground, which seemed to be a treasure.

"I remember..." Mo Mei said in an uncertain tone: "That place seems to be the throne of the Kingdom of Calamity, with gold decorations melted."