After the spirit sub-transfer goes wrong

"When did you see through it?"

The young god's face suddenly turned pale, and his lips, which were already lacking in blood, were even more blue and white at this moment. He lacked both legs, and his body, which was only supported by a snake, seemed to be crumbling in the night wind.

"To be precise, it was a long, long time ago, so long that I can't tell how long it was."

Wearing a witch's robe and standing barefoot on the cold floor, Wude whispered softly, but there was no sign of contempt for Gwyndolin on his face.

In addition to the title of God of the Dark Moon, Gwyndolin also has the title of Shadow Sun. It would be a complete mistake to make a reckless conclusion based on his seemingly weak appearance.

Only the most ignorant would think that Gwyndolin was weak and deceitful, and the Shadow Sun needed no sympathy for him.Originating from the pride of his father, the reality of loneliness made the god lost in the royal city even more proud and lonely, and he killed those who endangered the fire.

Even the undead now cannot be sure whether the "God of the Dark Moon" beside him is an illusion formed by magic power, or whether Gwendelyn himself is here.

"As the only guy in the world who can inherit flames, although I am not as good as you in phantom, I still have some trump cards in other aspects. Ulasiru's light magic, which is the magic of manipulating time, can still be used by you keep something under the power of the

"What's more, time and space are the most mysterious things in the world. Even I, who hacked to death several king soul holders, dare not say that I can completely control time, let alone you?"

……

The young god, whose face was indistinguishable from male and female, and whose behavior was even more feminine, pursed his lips unwillingly, but he had to admit that what the other party said was indeed an irrefutable fact.

In terms of strength alone, the king who inherits the initial fire is the strongest in the world, and the successor of his father, King Gwen, undoubtedly surpasses the gods in power, and as the god who only holds the dark moon As a priest, he only has advantages in years and skills.

In terms of the skill of manipulating time and space, he is not as good as his father, King Gwen, nor is he as good as his younger sister Felianoer, who married far away from Ring City and sealed the king of dwarves with himself.Just fixing the time and space of Rhodeland and narrowing the ending to two choices has already exhausted the god alone.

The salary king who condenses the king's soul may be deceived by one or two time regressions, but after hundreds of reincarnations, he will attack violently like a tiger out of the gate.

The slender witch's long staff touched the ground lightly, Xin Wang closed his eyes, and in an instant, the memories of hundreds of reincarnations were thrown into his mind like swallows returning to their nests.

There are ignorant and pure whites who woke up from the Northern Immortal Hospital for the first time, the pain and shame of being ruthlessly killed by wandering soldiers and dogs, and the joy of meeting Solar, the shock of seeing Govyang shoot down the black dragon with his bow, and of course There was... having to shoot down the sun with my own hands, and the despair when I saw father and daughter killing each other in the lake of ashes.

She started as a weak little person with no memory, walked through mountains and deep valleys, killed gods and demons, wandered in the past and the future, wandered in the capital of gods, and once in the dark and lightless abyss Take a leisurely stroll.

She is the successor of King Gwen, the king of firewood who brought light to the world, and at the same time she is just a poor person who lost her way in endless samsara.

Every reincarnation will meet the same friends and go to the same ending. No matter what choice you make, you can only watch them go to the established tragic ending.Until now, she was tired of reincarnation again and again, and wanted to get a different ending.

……

Silent loud noises rang out everywhere, and countless time and space that were forcibly separated moved slowly, and finally overlapped together.

The Dark Moon God had no choice but to raise his hand, using his thick robe to cover his flushed cheeks from the backlash of mana.

From now on, the spells deployed in various parts of Rhodeland to go back in time have completely failed.The power of the Salary King directly broke through the upper limit that the spell could withstand, and directly acted on Gwyndolin.

Of course, it's not all bad, at least the mana he wasted everywhere also returned to his body, allowing the Dark Moon God to recover slightly.

"So, King of the Undead, are you trying to collect debts from me?"

The figure of the Dark Moon God was illusory for a moment, and when he reappeared, the aura surrounding him was quite different.The mana that was full of water flowed obediently on Gwyndolin's limbs and bones, revealing the majesty of the gods in ancient times.

"If you want to ask me for the reward you deserve, that's understandable. If you want to take my soul and put it in the furnace as firewood, I have no objection."

If his soul could burn in the furnace.

"I never want to ask for anything from you. I just want to tell you that going back in time infinitely is useless except to waste the king soul I filled in the furnace."

Even shrouded in the icy magic of the Dark Moon God, the undead have no fear, and the bright fire of the soul burns brightly.

"I understand your obsession with wanting to protect the glory of your father's generation, but no matter how hard you try, you will never be able to conjure up a second initial fire. Going back in time countless times, apart from letting the originally complete King Soul split into pieces Nothing but smaller pieces."

"Let time continue to flow, let the established end come, and end my endless pain."

……

The time and space of Rhodeland can be bifurcated, they are parallel to each other, occasionally intersect, and even create a miracle where the ancients and the future people meet at a certain moment.

But there is only one initial fire of the world, which is the cornerstone of the world and the origin of time and space.Countless worlds are born here, and countless worlds meet here.

Similarly, the king soul that is the fuel of the primordial fire is also limited. Whenever Gwyndolin causes the world to fall into reincarnation again, a new world will be born, and the few remaining king souls will be divided again.

Whether it is the world reincarnation once or the world reincarnation seven hundred times, except for the multiplication of Gwyndolin and her pain, the impact on the initial fire is the same.

"Reincarnation can end, but it's still impossible for me to give up the transmission of fire."

The Dark Moon God said stubbornly that at this moment, the young god named Gwyndolin really took off the mask on his face and acted like a fragile child.

"That's the business of the younger generations. I have fulfilled my duty, and I should fall into a peaceful eternal sleep. On the contrary, you, who have the blood of the ancient dragon, can safely pass through the dark age without the existence of flames. Obsessed with spreading fire?"

"Arno Lund and the Age of Fire are the last things my father left me, and I will never give them up."

"Even when that time comes, you won't change your mind?"

"No, I won't, my destination will always be a flame."

Standing on the terrace, the undead man cast an inexplicable look at Gwendolin's stubborn figure leaving under the moonlight.

……

"I've tidied up your suit for you."

The fireproof girl from Wangcheng came in with a box full of fabrics. Even through the brass helmet, the undead who received hospitality in Wangcheng for the first time could still imagine the dark complexion of the fireproof girl.

The Fireproof Girl of the Royal City has served the Gwen Protoss since she was a child, and she has great respect for Arnorond, so she naturally has a rare affection for the undead who destroyed the illusion of the Royal City.

"It's really rare that you didn't chase me with a knife after I let Wangcheng fall into the night."

"Hmph, that's all about reincarnation in the past. It's rare for you to come to this abandoned capital. I, a fire-proof girl with nothing to do, can only pass the time with these trivial things."

The fire-proof girl with a somewhat arrogant personality put down her things, turned around and left, but suddenly heard the low and hoarse voice of the undead king behind her.

"By the way, I haven't known your name for such a long time. The real name of the fireproof woman in the flame sacrificial field is Anastasia, what about yours?"

"my name……"

The footsteps of Wangcheng Fireproof Woman paused, and then opened the door without looking back.

"Just call me Brass."

……

A set of strangely shaped clothes was laid flat on the bed. Although the fabric was torn, only beautiful patterns remained, but it didn't have any defensive features, and it was incompatible with almost all the equipment in the world.

This is also the only piece of equipment in the wooden box that does not have multiple copies. There is also a bracelet-like thing that only has one copy.However, the bracelets that are usually ornaments are made of gold, silver or spar, but the tentacles of this bracelet are very soft.

After making up his mind to end the fire transmission, the unnamed undead uncommonly emptied out all the things in the wooden box, and sorted them out one by one himself.

The undead man picked up the fabric on the bed piece by piece, and the watery fabric slid down along his fingers, reflecting the shimmering light.The fine latitude and longitude lines criss-crossed, like silk threads spit out by some kind of insects, but the undead man thought about it for a long time, and only thought of the moonlight butterfly in the forest.

The only worms in the world are sun worms and moonlight butterflies. It is impossible for a hotbed of chaos to spin silk, right?

The undead man stared at the top and skirt that had been pieced together on the bed, trying to search for the memories of the Northern Undead Court in his mind, but there was nothing but flames and a blank space.

There was the sound of armor clashing outside the door, and fragmented words came in from time to time. The undead, who was thinking hard and fruitless, naturally put down the clothes and bracelets in his hands, got up and opened the door.

……

"Solar?"

The undead stuck its head out from behind the door, and greeted the Sun Warrior who was following behind the silver knight.

"It's you, friend, we meet again."

The warriors who believed in the Sun God Sect were a little listless now, and even the bird feathers on their helmets were drooping.

"Why is there no sun even in King Gwen's castle? Where is the sun I'm looking for?"

"…………sun…………"

The undead man chewed on this noun repeatedly, and just hearing it, his heart trembled like an electric shock.

In this world, there has never been a sun.

"Solar, why do you seek the sun?"

asked the undead man.

"Because I want to become like the sun, full of light and heat, and bring light to the world."

"Do you know, Solar." The undead man shook his head, "Actually, you don't need to care about whether you can find the sun, because in the process of pursuing it, you have already become the sun in many people's minds. "

"Since you can't find the sun, turn yourself into the sun!"

Solar's eyes lit up.

The two were chatting in the palace of Anor Londo, and they didn't notice at all that in the fabric box, on the strange bracelet, there was a faint light flashing on the black screen.

The author has something to say:

Gwyndolin's ability to go back in time is the second design, inspired by the soul 3 Felianoer, after the undead ancestral hand smashed the egg, the pile of dark things in Feiliannuoer's arms glowed, transporting people to the future.

PS: In Soul 1, it is known that Ula Xilu is a country that is good at light magic, and the magic of light is the magic of time. It is written in the introduction on the repair light powder.I feel like I'm going to become a half soul scientist, spit soul