[Comprehensive] I have become a goddess or a goddess again

In the huge space, there were only two people confronting each other, two women who also had blond hair but had completely different temperaments.

To be precise, three people.

Sitting quietly in the palace deep in her heart, Misa's expression was still cold, but she could see a bit of anxiety that was not obvious - she was temporarily trapped here, and since just now, the dominance of her body has been blocked. The prophet is occupied, why, the prophet will choose to appear at this time?

The answer in his heart was ready to come out, but in the end it only turned into a sigh.

Another woman suddenly appeared in the palace, her long white hair swept the ground along with the hem of her clothes, she just stood there quietly without any other movements.

A little anxious, Misa squinted her eyes at the woman who suddenly appeared and said, "Prophet...you..."

"Mesa, I'm very happy." Interrupting Meisa's words, it was the prophet's relieved voice that responded to her anxiety: "This day has finally come, I'm very happy, and you should be too, after all you You've been looking forward to it, haven't you?"

He closed his blue eyes filled with complicated emotions, and opened them again after everything returned to calm. There was only a bit of determination in his eyes, accompanied by a tone of the same emotion.

"Have you decided yet? Prophet. You can..." You can wait for another time—these were the unspoken words.

Looking at Meisha, the prophet shook his head lightly and smiled, "Don't miss this opportunity."

She had waited long enough and couldn't go on.

The magnificent and empty palace is very quiet, but the scene in reality is completely opposite to this. The powerful forces collide with each other and the space begins to distort. Once you step in, you will fall into a situation beyond redemption.The original red tiles and white walls have changed beyond recognition, and turned into a pile of ruins after the color fell off.

Two equally powerful vampires released their power and collided with each other. Sensing a sense of familiarity, the blond pureblood stopped attacking and looked at the person not far away with a playful smile.

"It turned out to be you, the prophet. I didn't expect that we would meet again one day."

The first round was over, and the two stood at both ends of the ruins and started talking.

The prophet randomly inserted his hands into his pockets, looked in the direction of the pure-blood, his lake-green eyes narrowed slightly.

"I didn't expect that we would meet again one day...more grown-ups."

Bailu Geng, the daughter of the Bailu family, is a mysterious pureblood with unknown abilities.

The pureblood stood with an elegant posture, with a decent smile on his face all the time.Brushing off the dust that does not exist on the sleeves, the voice is still gentle.

She said, "Is there an answer to my last question? A prophet."

"Yes, I am a bigger man." Leaning on the stone pillar in the back that has not completely collapsed, the prophet played with the cross necklace that he did not know when he got it, with a mocking smile on his lips, and said in a gentle voice and a casual tone He said the most vicious curse for the pure-blood in front of him: "That is...you will never wait for that day."

The prophet's words seemed to have offended the seemingly gentle pureblood. Huge energy erupted from his body again, crushing the original stone into dust and scattering it in the air.

The figures of the two were gradually blurred in the smoke and dust thicker than the morning fog, and it was not clear whether they had left or stayed where they were.

……

I don't know which day hundreds of years ago, an uninvited guest greeted the empty Japanese-style courtyard just like a small bungalow today.

Behind the woman in the white kimono, the blond pureblood waited quietly for the answer she had always wanted to know.

She said: "I want to become the king of vampires, if I can succeed...a fortune teller."

Her soft hair fluttered slightly in the wind along with the long hem of her clothes, and her silver-gray eyes quietly looked at the pure-blood who spoke incredible words in front of her, but there was no surprise in the eyes of the prophet.

Pushing the long white hair from the side face behind the ears, the prophet turned his head and said to the pureblood behind him, "Sorry, I don't know."

……

After the pureblood left, the prophet disappeared.

Both of them thought they would never meet again, but today, they met again because of the pure-blooded ambition.

The invisible weapons collided with each other, and swirling airflow was generated from the colliding place, sweeping every inch of space nearby.

"That wasn't your prophecy just now...the prophet."

Hearing what the pureblood said, he sneered, and the prophet mobilized his whole body to collide with the pureblood again, and spit out powerful words as always in his gentle voice.

"That's not a prophecy, it's an established future," she said.

She is a spiritual speaker known as a prophet by the world, and everything she tells is the future and reality.She can control fate, disrupt the trajectory, and is almost omnipotent.

However, just like all existing things in the world, they will eventually go to destruction and perish.And today is her end.

She is very satisfied because her speech spirit has been broken.

The double spirit left on the blond girl's body ten years ago is about to lose its effectiveness as before and return to nothingness.

……

The inner palace of the soul collapsed from the outermost, showing that the soul of the palace is not stable.

The white-haired woman in the palace followed the prestige, just stood still, and did not stop all this from happening.

After a while, she turned her head to Misa again and said, "When this palace completely collapses, I won't be able to trap you anymore."

"Prophet..."

Ignoring Misa's hesitation to speak, the white-haired prophet walked slowly in front of her, brushed up a strand of golden hair, and said, "Kill me, Misa."

Seeing Misa with a startled look in front of him, the prophet smiled softly and spoke again.

"Kill me, I want to die by your hands more than that pureblood outside."

Silence spread in the not-so-small space, and Misa didn't move until the whole palace lost its stability and was crumbling.

Pressing the white-haired prophet in front of her to the ground, her hand had already reached into the prophet's heart, her silver-gray eyes and lake-green pupils faced each other, and the emotions in each other were clear at a glance.

The golden and white hairs are intertwined and spread on the ground, flowing under the influence of light.

Ignoring the pain coming from the heart, the prophet raised his hand and gently touched Misa's eyelids——she smiled very contentedly.

"As a spiritual master, you must protect your name. Our names are taboo and cannot be known."

Sitting up, holding Misa's cheeks with both hands, the tips of their noses were so close that even their breaths began to mingle.The prophet's gentle voice sounded in the empty hall as always.

"my name is……"

White cracks appeared on the resplendent and magnificent walls, gradually expanding until the entire space became white, unable to block anything anymore.Instead, it was full of smoke and dust, messy ruins.

The silver cross was put into the heart of the pureblood in front of him - this is a hunter's weapon, with sharp fangs sticking out, piercing the tender neck in front of him mercilessly.

The sweet blood poured into the mouth in an instant, the taste buds were satisfied in an instant, and the almost endless power also surged in the blood vessels.

The body of the pureblood turned into gravel, more like broken glass, lying quietly on the ground riddled with holes, blending with the ruins.

The blond vampire knelt on one knee and kept this position for a long time before finally standing up and walking forward.

The windbreaker was rustled by the sudden wind, and the figure of the woman gradually appeared in the smoke and dust all over the sky.

What she gained and what she lost, there is no way to measure which side is more.

The man carrying the sickle and the girl holding the sword stood still not far from the ruins. Seeing the figure of the woman, the girl rushed to her side and hugged her tightly with her arms outstretched.The woman also hugged her back tenderly.

Walking up to the two people who were embracing each other, the man put away his long sickle, took out a cigarette and lit it, and said vaguely: "You have won."

"Yes, I won."

She won two people, one was the pure-blooded egret Geng, and the other was the prophet who was almost omnipotent but finally told her his name.

"What about the other person inside you?"

"Disappeared." Never to appear again.

……

Following in the footsteps of the blonde woman, the three of them headed for an unknown distance.

Night has fallen, and the purple of the sunset in the west and the black and blue of the night in the east blend in the sky above the head, with no obvious boundaries.

The girl wanted to call the name of the woman who was walking ahead, but her memory was blank.Fear and uneasiness swept through her heart in an instant, but it returned to calm after a while, and no one could notice anything unusual.

She forgot her name, or rather never remembered it.

After catching up with the woman walking in front, Yuuki grabbed her skirt and asked

"Where are we going?" She didn't remember the woman's name in the end, but she didn't ask *, as if such a thought was normal.

After a pause in her footsteps, the blond woman said slowly, "Go back to Japan."

Whether it's her or Yuki, there are things that must be faced when going to Japan.

【Everyone will forget your name, this is a gift for you. 】

This is the last word that the woman left her.

……

[Little Seven!This time I am very angry! 】

A systematic voice sounded in his mind, which also showed that the prophet had indeed disappeared.

"Long time no see, system baby, I miss you so much~"

[Don't think I'll be calmed down if you say that! 】

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry~ I won't do this next time." After a pause, Number Seven showed an imperceptible smile, and said to the system, "Don't worry, you haven't missed the exam yet."

What happens next is exciting.

……

The wilderness under the night sky is very silent, with dead grass and stones all over the land, it is extremely desolate.

The figures of three people are moving in the wilderness, as if they want to go on in this endless place.

The gentle voice of the prophet hovered in the air——

"Our lives will be connected, our flesh and blood will become one, and my end will be your end."

"You will gain my power, become my eyes, and feel the three thousand prosperity in this world."

"You will be free, you will be strong, and nothing will hold you back."

"And all of this...all will come true."

……

Has everything come true... The prophet has reached the end, but she is far from the end.