"Fantasy City" follow-up Abyss Festival returns

As spring goes and autumn comes, flowers bloom and fail, and another 200 years pass by in a flash.

I looked at the ice-blue clouds in the snow-fog forest as if they were burned like red lotuses. I seemed to see my brother standing high on the fiery clouds and smiling at me. His bright smile was like a warm sun. Same all over my body.

I can't remember how long I've lived here, whether I'm happy or not, and I haven't been able to find my brother's soul, I don't know where his soul is wandering, alone, like a wandering child.

In holy wars, the souls of the elves will be brought back to our Fire Clan, and then engraved on dark red tombstones. There are also many elves whose souls cannot be found on the battlefield, wandering in a white lost forest.

I don't know if my brother Yan Xingmang's undead is singing freely in the sky, or if he still remembers this land, the black land where he once spilled his red blood.

Now I finally understand why my brother at that time would often look at the flame lotus forest of our fire clan alone and burst into tears. I think he must be thinking of those brothers and sisters who died in the war. My brother was so kind and caring. A peaceful person, he sympathizes with everyone who suffers from misfortune, sometimes he would rather suffer himself than others to be hurt and sad.

However, before he fulfilled his long-cherished wish in his life, his robe, his blood, and his green years were buried in endless wars with the Ice Race.I still remember how smug he was before he left, with a bright and beautiful smile like poplar flowers blooming on his face, he told me, and told everyone, that we will surely triumph.The sound is loud and clear, spreading everywhere in our magnificent Fire Palace, resounding through every piece of land trembling under our feet, and shaking through our hearts like a Hehele drum.

Because we believe that Yan Xingmang, the most promising prince of our Fire Clan, will definitely lead us to a better future.

100 years, 1000 years, 1 years have passed by me gradually, and passed gently from the time when I look up at the lonely starlight every day.

But I was really a street kid.

I don't know why my brother left me, and I can't find his dead soul, so I can only look up at the blue sky every day, stretch out my hand, hold it in nothingness, and then hold it again.The huge snowbird in the sky made a hoarse and mournful call, and its wings fell into a dark shadow in my eyes.

Gang Tianmu——The king in Renxue City almost forgot about my existence. He doesn't remember who I am at all. I think maybe his memory has also been erased.

I didn't expect the grievances between the Fire and Ice tribes to be so serious. I remembered when the Ice tribe saw me transforming into a fire woman, their expressions became terrified and distorted, and their originally kind faces suddenly became ferocious. They resorted to illusion one after another to change various ice sculptures and shot at me. Those ice sculptures seemed to be like countless crystal clear needles, piercing my skin and burning my body continuously. The resolute and iron-like Wang’s eyes emitted a misty blue ice light, and he couldn’t help but stunned me. I still remember that time when Brother Tianmu stood on the altar like a wooden man. There is Xumu carp with an expressionless face.

That was also the day he married her.

Now every day, Ka Suo's laughter can be heard in the palace. I have seen this prince, his hair is pure white, smooth like brocade, his white pupils are crystal clear, and his clear laughter keeps echoing around the palace.

When I first saw him, I suddenly felt sour in my heart. I seemed to see my appearance when I was a child. I was so happy and innocent, with short, pure white silver hair.

However, I suffered a different fate.

My father never wanted to see me, my mother was imprisoned, and other fire elves would bully me, but I couldn't fight back. The only brother who was kind to me died in the war.

And now, like a homeless child, I feel snowflakes as cold as snow floating in my heart in large swaths.

Sometimes Ka Suo would approach me and look at me and smile. His smile was sweet, but I didn’t want to get close to him at all. Everyone here would love him, including Tianmu, who didn’t smile all the year round, would smile gently at him. , and I was like someone who was discarded in the darkest corner, no one ever gave me warmth.

And because I want to maintain the appearance of the Ice Race woman, I have to constantly consume my spiritual power, and my original strong spiritual power can't last long. I started to panic because I was afraid that the same thing as before would happen again.

But when I went out again, I saw a plant, its name is hidden lotus, it can increase the aura of elves, and for me, it makes me stronger and better They constantly change their identities between the fire clan and the ice clan.I feel happy, but also feel a great loss, because I have always been reluctant to part with this place, but now I can't find the warmth I want here.

Snowflake-like cherry blossoms fell on my body, and I used illusion to turn them all into fiery red lotus around me, and I turned everything around me into fiery red like a forest of flame lotus scenery.In this haze, I seemed to see a young man in a red cloak coming from the depths of the forest. He slowly approached me, with bright red hair and polar regions. I watched him get closer and closer, but he hadn’t When I saw his face clearly, everything dissipated like a mist, and the only thing left was the cherry blossoms scattered all over the sky. Those cherry blossoms, like the sadness of the past, were covered with big drops of tears in my eyes. The most eternal memory in my heart.

I thought that the days would go on like this forever, but I didn't expect that my fate would be completely changed one night.

I know that it is another battle between the fire tribe and the ice tribe, and another thrilling war.In the empty palace, I saw the turbulent flames flashing outside, the howling ice all over the sky, and the shocking sounds of fighting and shouting.

I stood tall on the roof, the wind was blowing from all sides to fill my illusion robe, my silver-white long hair was pulled violently in the howling wind, and I felt the ground shake under my feet.

I looked down at the black territory in the night under my feet, a thick and deep territory, I saw the fight between the ice wizard and the fire elf, the brilliant entanglement of white and red, the blood of red and white mixed with the cry of despair The smell of blood rushed to the distant and high sky together, and there was also the desperate lamentation of the snowbird in it.

I wondered if my elder brother Yan Xingmang also died in such an extremely tragic war hundreds of years ago, and then buried his youth here?I felt the terrible nightmare from hundreds of years ago coming to me again. I heard the sound of the cold wind cracking my bones. gushes out, covering my pure white illusion robe.

Then the surroundings went dark in an instant, and I fell into an eternal black dream.

☆, (ten)