end of time

"Take her away!"

Those were the last words of the warrior whose cheeks were half red with blood...

The half-orc's bone club broke his wrist, and the blood-stained Yuanta bow fell, and was thrown far away by the dead among the half-orcs.

He jumped off the horse, and waved the last remaining arrow with his right hand, his red hair danced in the air like blood.

Those dirty, vile, species, cruel breathing, furious minions...

Why isn't Ada coming?Why did you go to Amonlan to meet His Majesty at that time?

She struggled desperately to free the arm that was protecting her, her voice was hoarse.

"No! Brian!"

But the bloodied guard reluctantly took her onto the steed.

"No! Let go! Let go! I want to be here, let me go!"

She kicked, bit her teeth, begged the guard tremblingly, knelt down, cursed in the name of Vala, screamed!

But it's useless!

It's all useless!

"Hurry up, let's go! Miss Lucinda, it's useless, you can't help the general..."

The voice of grief and despair seemed to be still echoing in my ears.

She suddenly felt cold all over, and the hand holding the arrow was stiff.

It's useless...she can't do anything...he's dead...

he died!

right in front of her eyes.

Oakes's simple knife pierced his body from behind, and she watched the agile and flexible body froze suddenly, and his arrow pierced deeply into the heart of the animal closest to him...

her brother...

She is used to running away into his arms when being scolded by ada...she is used to be the first to rush out of the house to greet him when he comes back from the battlefield, and give him the cleanest and most beautiful smile...she is used to pestering him when he is bored Tell her the stories of the warriors...

her brother...

"Brian!"

He was still able to draw out the bloody long arrow with his strong right hand, and pierced another beast in the neck again.

Through the wind and snow all over the sky, he used his last bit of strength to look back at the crying elf on the distant steed...

The half-orcs have long been red-eyed, they have come prepared, and they are about to win the heart of the number one soldier in the south!

They are the children of darkness, who know nothing in their madness.

Only irrational fighting, hissing, and swarming up...

The red hair neatly combed into a ponytail has long been scattered, the gentle and beautiful black eyes are no longer radiant, his clothes have been punctured, the green brown has turned black and red, and every inch of his skin has been pierced into the orc's weapon... …

He died in blood.

In the icy world, her tears froze into ice.

"elder brother……"

That sunny smile disappeared...

From then on, there will be no more elves to gently hug Nana when she misses her;

There will no longer be an elf lighting a bonfire for her every winter without sunshine to drive away the severe cold;

No elf will repair her rotten swing after returning from battle even if she is tired physically and mentally;

There will be no more elves quietly listening to her happily describing the distant places that she must travel when she grows up;

never again...

The silver snow was dirty, and she watched the bright red behind her spread all the way on top of the galloping horse.

"Brian..."

Why has everything lost its sound?

Why did the world lose its heartbeat?

Is she suffering from hearing loss?

She watched as Oakes with the dark evil fire burning in his eyes swung the bone club at her, but his whole body froze, unable to move at all.

"Lucinda!"

She looked blankly at Alves who was panicked not far away. His scimitar had just cut the throat of an Oak... Why did his eyes look so terrifying?

She raised her hand, but found that her fingers were already frozen, and she couldn't even hold the long arrow between her fingers.

The ear-piercing beast roar was approaching... His long arrow pierced through the beast's head the next moment...

no no!Not here... not here!

Xueyin's big bow was still in her hand, but she almost lost all her strength.

"Lucy. I can't let you pick it up."

Who ever said that?

His face gradually became clear, with soft and beautiful red hair, elegant and delicate face, and deep and black eyes like the night sky.When looking at her, it is like the starlight filling the entire sky.

"The Ellen family doesn't need their most precious daughter to fight on the battlefield. You just need to stand behind me."

The southeast is dangerous.But he is the most powerful and fearless warrior on the battlefield, a beacon strong enough to resist any invasion.She just needs to be at home with peace of mind and watching his back is enough.

"But……".

"What's the point? Archery practice is boring and boring, you'd better go and play, it's good to have my brother here."

He has to face all the blood and dirt.

She really didn't pick up that bow again.Because practicing archery is really so boring, and she was so naughty and playful at that time.

Until... that irreversible cold winter.

Brian...

However, the daughter of the Ellen family shouldn't always need to hide behind her father and brother to be protected!

If my lighthouse falls, who else can guide me?

"Brian..."

The dark eyes in memory suddenly turned into dark yellow eyes shining with chaotic light, and the pupils shrank suddenly!No!Brian is dead!This is the battlefield to the west!

So close, the disgusting and ferocious head, the evil eyes burning with the flames of hell...

No!She doesn't want it!She can die, but definitely not here, never in the hands of such a creature!

In a moment of desperation and helplessness, the cold and warm breath subsided in an instant, and strong and slender arms wrapped around her waist to protect her behind her.The dark red long sword stood in front of her out of thin air and cut off the bone stick at the waist, and the sword edge turned sharply and cut off half of the orc's head.

Alves and the elves around him raised their heads in shock, the increasingly strong morning light made him unable to open his eyes.

In the cold wind, silver robes and white skirts were flying in the air, and the pure gold and red hair were tangled in the air current.A half-orc who was close widened his eyes in astonishment, and was pierced through the body by a long sword stabbed down in the next moment.

The scorching palm covered Lucinda's almost weak hand holding the bow in time, conveying a reassuring temperature, holding her right hand holding the long arrow with one hand and pulling it back slowly and firmly.

Under the pale morning light, the tip of the arrow had a cold metallic texture, mixed with a force stronger than a sudden storm.

With a strong and powerful chest pressed against her back, Lucinda opened her eyes wide, and the mist gradually faded from her emerald green eyes. She looked at the extremely stable long arrow in her hand in amazement.

The arrows are like ice, lined up, dotted with dots, as if coated with the purest sunlight, the weapon that can deal the heaviest blow to darkness.

The tightly clasped fingers led her, and she watched her fingertips calmly bloom like lotus petals, and watched the four silver lights that were so fast that they could not be seen clearly sink into the orcs' bodies in a blink of an eye, and in a blink of an eye again in the icy cold air. Countless blood lotuses bloomed in it...

She heard it all.

She heard snowflakes falling leisurely in mid-air, she heard her slow, steady and long breathing in the morning light, she heard the extremely steady and powerful heartbeat behind her...she heard the desperate neighing of countless Oaks below...

The pure golden sunlight was blown by the wind and brushed her cheeks.

She raised her eyes slowly, and saw a perfect face that she would never forget after just one glance.