[Comprehensive British and American] Soul Wandering

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The speed at which Asgard fell was beyond Caius' expectations, and Kukulkan screamed and landed beside him. When he stood on Kukulkan's body and flew into the sky, he discovered that there was a sky between the sun and the moon. Asgard is flat.

The sun is round, the moon is round, and Asgard is flat.

In Asgard, the dead will take a boat, fall off the southernmost cliff in Asgard, turn into thousands of stardust, and go to Heim's underworld.

The starry sky that Asgard can see is not as shocking as the fall of the night gods.

Under the moonlight, the bodies of the gods turned into stardust, forming a starry sky above Asgard.

The dragon Nigmod hovered from the springs under the World Tree, leading the lost stardust to their destiny.

The stardust that could not be blown away by the cold wind finally stepped on the clouds and flowed on the sky of Haim's underworld, embellished in the blue night.

Sigurn looked at the starlight twinkling in the darkness and remained silent.

Loki raised his head and said with a low laugh: "Asgardians will turn into stars after death, and they will bless the people they cared about on the ground. It seems good to be a pair of stars looking at each other in the sky."

Siegn clenched his sleeves tightly, and looked at Loki looking up at the starry sky with his green eyes. He almost made a lot of effort before he replied with such a cruel sentence: "But you are not from Asgardian."

Her body was scorched by the thunder and fire, leaving no trace of existence, while Loki, as a descendant of the Frost Giant, could only be turned into a handful of smoke and disappeared in the chaotic battlefield.

To turn into starlight or smoke, this is the birthright, and it is also an irrefutable destiny.

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He lived for more than 1000 years before he knew his true identity. A handful of smoke and dust is the best irony.

He hooked the corners of his lips bitterly, and asked, "Do you love him?"

"Yes, I love him," Sigorn replied.

The golden snake was hiding in the night sky, searching for Ruona's figure in the sky above Haim's underworld. Caius' eyes were cold, and his dead heart showed a tendency to recover.

"When I met him, your father was still young," Sigorn recalled. "We have known each other for more than 3000 years, and even death cannot separate us."

Loki knew clearly that if he showed up late, he would lose all opportunities, but he didn't want to admit it, "But you are obviously not as old as me."

"Asgard has only existed for a few thousand years, and there are many things that even Odin doesn't know," Sigorn sighed, "Loki, you made a big mistake."

Asgard is like a balance, and the sun and the moon are the weights of balance. Now that Asgard is destroyed, the moon and the sun may also fall.

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"Bang bang... bang bang..."

In the vast and silent sky, the dead heart was beating again in Caius' chest. The night sky was cold, but the weak heartbeat was as hot and fiery as molten molten earth, disrupting his consciousness.

The golden snake fell from the sky to the ground, and the woman in a white linen dress stood on the bridge and looked up at the sky.

Looking at each other, he covered his heart in disbelief, and said the name that had disappeared for thousands of years: "Hermione."

The woman looked up at him with the same surprise and disbelief in her eyes.

The long snake swooped down and stopped by the bridge, Caius jumped down and landed beside the woman.

With black hair and green eyes, and a long white dress, she seemed to be the same as when they first met.

He held her in his arms uncontrollably, and the second of embracing made the waiting of more than 3000 years worthwhile, "Hermione, Hermione..." He called her name softly, The warmth in his arms made the name that only existed in memory a reality.

"Caius," Hermione hugged him tightly, "I miss you very much."

In the starlight in the north, they embraced and stood together, as if 3000 years had never passed, and they had never been separated.

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Loki looked at the pair of lovers embracing each other, and his heart was like a lake under the bridge that engulfed the undead, and only he knew what it felt like.

Ruo Na, who was peeping in the shadows, was completely stunned.

At this moment, she realized why Caius was so kind to her.

All the kisses and preferential treatment seem to have a reason.

It's just because they look alike, but it's just because they look alike.

222:

When Alnuvan III, who wore a golden belt, was deprived of his crown and crucified on the city wall for treason, the blood stained the yellow brick wall, and the children of Alnuvan II finally regained their throne .

The sun and moon trembled simultaneously.

Princess Timereness, who was indifferent to the world, was thrown into the long yellow sand along with Arnouvan III's body.

The quicksand continued to sink, and Arnuvan III continued to fall, and Timereness took the already cold fingers to die together with him.

In two years, the handsome boy with a golden belt became a young emperor without hair and wearing a crown.

In the eyes of outsiders, he is just a wanderer in the desert, who robbed the noble status of Arnuvan's heir, and held the emperor's posture for two years.

But in Timelenice's eyes, he was that dazzling and shining light, he was born to hang in the sky, and he shouldn't come to this ground to experience some filth.

He is her husband and the only concern in her life.

"Lete," she called out his name in her heart, the yellow sand overflowed her chin and gradually drowned her eyelashes.

Edward, who had been submerged in the yellow sand for two years, smelled fresh blood.

He almost fell into a deep sleep, without the blood, he couldn't do anything, only the images constantly popping up in his mind supported him to live.

The instinct of survival made him grab Timereness's hand, and the blood mixed with the yellow sand flowed into his mouth, repairing his almost dry internal organs.

He didn't worry about whether the other party was dead or alive, or who the other party was, but what Carlisle taught him seemed to be engraved in his muscle memory, which made him stop eating continuously.

The power brought by the blood fueled his desire to survive.Looking forward, he kept climbing up, wanting to see the long-lost light again.

The blood was constantly being lost, and Timereness had long since lost consciousness. When Arnuvan III died, a heart of hers also died, and she only prayed for death to allow them to meet again.

Timereness nearly died when Edward climbed onto the desert's surface.

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Probably because he didn't expect it to be Timereness, Edward froze for a moment, his weakening heartbeat made him panic.

Originally, she didn't have much vitality to support her survival, and the loss of blood directly put her life on the line.

Edward hastily bit her wrist, her shoulder blade, and her neck, injecting venom continuously, just to make her open her eyes again.

A blinding white light exploded behind him.

Nine goddesses with fluttering skirts flew out of the illusion.

"Lete, my dear brother," they called after him, "mother wants us to take you home."

Edward didn't look up, he just focused on injecting his venom into Timeleness's body.

They had known each other for more than ten years, and they met again because of a ridiculous accident, but they had just met but had to part.

Melpomo, the goddess of tragedy in the white dress, said: "Lete, you have no destiny."

Edward didn't answer, he held Timereness's hand tightly. At this moment, he thought firmly: "I love her."

"It's time for us to go back, Leto," said Cleo, the goddess of history who recorded history. "All stories have already written their endings, and no one can force them. She is just a human being, and her fate cannot be tampered with by anyone."

Regardless of his brother's wishes, the nine muses raised their hands together, and Edward was enveloped in golden light.

In the light, the traits belonging to vampires were completely degraded, red hair grew wildly, and the clothes instantly changed into a white wide off-the-shoulder robe, with a golden hair band embroidered with leaves adorning the red hair.

Along with the image change, there is also his original memory.

As the son of Zeus, the king of the gods, as the son of the goddess of memory, and as the water of the Lete River in the underworld, which is in charge of memory, there is a mysterious and unique memory.

Nine goddesses surrounded him: "Welcome back, Leto, my sisters miss you very much."

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