After the spirit sub-transfer goes wrong

When the flames waned, there was a great king who saw the dark ages, so that king made a painting with blood.

When the flames were about to die, a dying god desperately held the fallen world to buy time for the awakened Pyrewood King.

When the flames were extinguished, there was an undead who had no return and gave blood to the world painter.

Thus, a dark, cold, but extremely gentle world was born. It is so harsh, cold, but extremely gentle to accommodate the people fleeing from all directions. energy of.

Isis pulled Romani Akiman through the gap between dreams and reality, walking in the shallow sea water below the ankles.The extended continental shelf is covered with soft white sand, occasionally dotted with a few smooth shells.

One step away, the sand suddenly broke and disappeared, and a bottomless trench lay in front of the two of them.In the darkest depths there is a soft, old, crumbling drawbridge.

It lay quietly on the bottom of the sea, lonely and persistently sticking to the task entrusted to it by its master, even the ice and snow covered on the board never melted.But if this suspension bridge has its own consciousness, you will be disappointed to find that apart from itself, this oil painting drawn by the young lady is still hard to escape the power of time. The hearts of the people in the paintings are no longer simple.

Isis stood quietly on the surface of the water for a long time, then turned to look at the young man with long orange-pink hair beside her.

"The suspension bridge is underwater, if you jump off like this, you will drown, right?"

Romani blinked understandingly and squeezed her fingers wrapped in leather gloves.

"Then you have to go to the sky and enter the earth, and the omnipotent Mr. Xinwang will help you."

"Tch——, it seems that you, a terribly thin-skinned guy, have also learned it. Forget it, who told you to be Romani."

Who made him the mortal body that King Solomon of Israel pursued all his life but could not obtain, the only Romani Akiman in the whole world?

There is a wind blowing from the sea, with a light but fresh taste.

The two stared at each other silently, with thousands of words in their throats, and they understood each other's meaning vividly when their eyes met.

Another world was connected to the suspension bridge of Eredel, and the road leading to the outside world was full of dangers and unknowns, but neither of them showed a trace of fear.

Step forward and the world turns upside down.

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In the pitch-black darkness, what sound echoed in the crumbling palace?What kind of desolation can create a frightening loneliness?

Isis stretched out her hand and let the water dripping from the remaining stone beam above her head fall into her palm. The water, which was so cold that it could even freeze the soul, passed through the glove and gathered into a small puddle.Looking back, a huge moldy oil painting was knocked off the wall by crazily growing trees, and some of them were even soaked in water.

As long as you distinguish carefully, you can vaguely see the outline of Yanan's sharp roof.

However, the tide that once submerged the entire world has begun to recede. From once submerging the roof, now it can barely reach the calf.After the world fell to the bottom, it rose from the abyss again.

Next to the moldy and deteriorating painting, there were three sarcophagi placed on the high platform. Isis knew without even opening the lid that two of the three coffins must be empty.

Because among the three sarcophagi, one was left for King Gwen, who had no bones left, the other belonged to the eldest son of the sun who was expelled early, and the last one was left to him by the persistent shadow sun. Shelter.

The bleak wind blows from all directions, and in the embarrassing silence, only the stars above the head are shining everlastingly.

No, in addition to the sound of wind and water, there may be other sounds, like some kind of slug covered in slime, or like the sleepy talk of Eldridge, who was trying to devour the gods.

Romani Akiman looked serious, and immediately bent down, avoiding making too much noise, and hid in the shadow of the stone covered with coral and shells.

……

Under the cold starlight, in Isis's senses, there are strange-shaped foreign objects wandering around the earth.

It wasn't an ancient dragon, nor a degenerate species like the world serpent, nor a giant or a demon wolf, but something that made Romani lose his mind even more, something that was randomly pieced together from various deformed, distorted, and even inconstant parts.

The east, west, south, north, and even the sky are densely populated with indescribable monsters.Maybe there is a shadow of this kind of creature in some secret and narrow crack in the ground?It's like a sea area densely packed with countless poisonous jellyfish, which makes people afraid and disgusting.

But they are not things conceived by the world itself, at least not in the eyes of Isis who was once integrated with the world and the primordial fire.

They are things that have descended into this world from the vast expanse of starry sky.

Isis took a deep breath, turned her head to look at Romani, her eyes sparkled in the dark night.At the same time, the young man who also realized something raised his head, and the eyes of the two were entangled quietly.

"I'll see you off."

"But you promised me that you would go back to Chaldea with me."

"I'll be back, Romani, you have to believe me." Isis dared not meet his gaze, "The situation here has exceeded the limit you can handle, I'm afraid even your heyday, you can't overcome those Something. Come on, I'll be there soon."

The young man stretched out his hand and tightly grasped the girl's hands, but he did not say any objection after all.

Because he knew that whether he, Solomon, or even Isis herself, they were all the kind of guy who wouldn't turn back if he hit the wall, and the decisions he made couldn't be changed at all.And Isis seemed to be a little more stubborn, she didn't even learn her lesson after hitting the south wall, she had to knock down that wall too.

"Then, I'll wait for you to go home in Chaldea."

"Oh, when did I miss the appointment?"

She gave Romani a push with an indifferent chuckle.As if waking up from a dream, the figure of the young man quickly faded and shattered, and finally disappeared in countless floating bubbles like when the little mermaid disappeared in a fairy tale.

The ruins of the Dark Moon Temple fell completely silent, and Isis stood where she was, looking at the direction where Romani disappeared, and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Yanan's nightmare is over, and it should be a sweet dream next, don't you think so, Romani?"

The world is so strange. In her previous life, Roman blew herself up in the Temple of Time. She spent most of her life waiting for that guy who would never come back again. In her second life, it seemed that this guy who made her sad for decades came to wait. she?

To some extent, it should be a feng shui turn?

Isis thought to herself, a cluster of flames overflowed from her fingertips, and tangled into a spiral flaming sword in mid-air.The scorching flames burned all the way up the pitch-black gauntlet, and little sparks fell into the wind.

"I really didn't use this fire stick as a weapon before, let's make an exception today."

The reawakened King Xin raised his fire-spreading sword and quietly watched the approaching creatures outside the realm.

……

fighting.

In addition to fighting or fighting.

Fight regardless of location or opponent.From the raised mountains to the deep cracks in the ground, and even the dangerous deep sea where the flames may be extinguished at any time, whether it is a weak cub or an opponent as powerful as an ancient dragon, they are all like beasts that see their prey Pounce over, dance the blade, splash sweat.

It is more passionate than the bulls fighting against the sky, and it is more brutal than the Ragnarok in Northern Europe. Day and night, they are fighting with high intensity every minute and every second.Abandoning elegance and demeanor, fighting non-stop like a beast, smashing space, going back in time, thunder and stars dance together, flames and hisses fly together, body and soul are ruthlessly torn, and then restored like a curse... …The weak girl was running around on the ground, obliterating all existence in sight.

Until nothing else moves on the earth except her.

Blood of various colors was splashed together like paint, and finally gathered into a river of roaring wraiths, which fell from the cracks in the ground and sank into the invisible lower layer.

When many creatures outside the realm died and turned into stars, every inch of the land was covered with dense corpses.Isis leaned against the rotting skeleton of the corpse, and her sanity broke free from the chaotic killing.

At this time, I really suddenly wanted to smoke a cigarette after dinner as before.

However, it is no longer possible, right?After all, apart from the sea water, there are stones and mud on this land, and then there are corpses, and there is not even a single tobacco.If it is transformed with flames, it will be meaningless at all.

So, I really miss that era of technological prosperity.

The blood-stained girl sighed, stood up with her huge ribs that were several stories high, and looked towards the mountain peak ahead.Where she walked, in the soil covered with thin seawater, a network of blood vessel-like magma appeared faintly.

She has walked an unknown number of miles, spent an unknown amount of time in the dark, probably, basically traveled the entire world, the mountain in front of her should be the last place she did not reach, right?

It's about to end.

This thought flashed in Isis's mind, and then it turned into a flash of thunder and ran towards the mountain top where storms and flashes were constantly appearing.

……

"That is……"

The King Xin who came from afar was stunned in a rare place, and his inexplicable emotion reverberated in his chest.

"The miracle of the Gwen family's thunder and lightning."

The thick shot swept over, and before the brain reacted, the body had already grasped a sun gun, blowing away the foreign objects on the top of the mountain.

Holding a spear and sword in hand, the tall warrior turned his head in astonishment. Under the shining golden crown was a haggard and terrifying face.

"You...why do you have a...miracle?"

A sound like sand and gravel grinding came out of his throat, and a look of surprise was evident in those empty eye sockets.

"...Because I am the king of salary, the second nameless king of salary, the person who started the era of spreading fire with the undead, the successor of King Gewen, who are you?"

Whether it's Gewen, the other three kings who created the world, or the heroes who went on to continue the flame, their flames are all integrated with her.

"I... have no name. If you want to seriously pursue my origin, then I am the... eldest son of King Gwen."

In order to pursue the ancient dragon's way of immortality in the dark, he did not hesitate to break with the gods, and was finally deprived of his name by King Gwen and banished to the corner of the world.

The nameless eldest son with a haggard face recalled plainly, and calmly took out a small flame from the incombustible dragon scale armor on his body.

A group of soul fires like himself, thin and tiny, which could be extinguished by a gust of wind anytime and anywhere.But the fire clearly carried a familiar sacred smell.

"Gwendolin called me when he was dying, and gave me his soul. At the end of his life, he still held a glimmer of hope, maybe the successor of King Gwen will wake up again, and save Rodland like countless times before. In that way, the flames of the world will be rekindled. If the flames of the world can really be rekindled again, then he hopes to awaken the sleeping world with the fire of his soul."

"That person, is that you?"

"it's me."

Needless to say, the nameless eldest son of the sun let go, allowing himself to be turned into dust in the wind.

"Then, my mission ends here, please rekindle the world."

……

She was walking on the surface of the sea holding a cluster of small flames, her body gradually disintegrated and became transparent, becoming between visible and invisible.

The tide has not receded completely, but the high peaks have emerged from the water.

As if receiving some kind of revelation, the girl suddenly raised her head and looked around in a daze.

[The earth is void and formless.The face of the deep is dark.The Spirit of God moves over the water. 】

It turned out to be the case.

As she thought, the soul emitted a bright and non-glare light.

Looking into the future again, there is no death, no sorrow, and everyone is happily together, smiling at her.

What a bright future.

and so--

"Let there be light."

A silent flame burned from the ground.

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