Comet Beauty [Interstellar]

The signal A gave him appeared on the edge of Sangla.Miller walked along the locator all the way in the direction indicated on it, and what he saw was an orange-red desert, and the blue sky complemented the flying gravel.The thermal image told him that the witch was the only one nearby.The closer to Anya's location, the heavier the overwhelming depressive force, the phantom beast's instinct made him spread his wings, and at that moment, a ghostly figure passed behind him.

With long black hair and blue eyes, the witch's face is as gloomy and beautiful as in memory.The latter raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw the appearance of the phantom beast, and at the same time opened the corner of his mouth with an unknown smile: "Sure enough..."

He didn't hear what Anya said clearly, but the murderous intent surging around her was extremely serious.It stands to reason that Anya didn't know his relationship with Qing Changye, and it was a bit abnormal to hate him so much.Before Miller spoke, Anya said, "You let him out of the coffin, didn't you?"

Miller was taken aback.

"When I met you in the imperial capital a year ago, I felt strange. Your soul breath made me sick," the smile on Anya's lips grew bigger and bigger under the surprised eyes of the Eudemons: "Your breath is exactly the same as mine. Like Another me. I never knew why anyone was able to let him out, and now it seems that the spell on the coffin mistook you for me."

When the words fell, the corrosive black mist had already rushed in front of Miller, and the wind element blew away Anya's abilities, and the flames bloomed at the witch's feet.To Miller's surprise, he easily got close to the other party, and his fist landed on the witch's abdomen, and the latter hit the rock with a huge momentum.Anya's beautiful face was covered with blood. He turned his head, and when his neck twisted, he made the sound of bones rubbing against each other.The strange soft sound made Huanshou stunned. For a moment, he felt that what he touched was not a living body.Anya is like a piece of porcelain.

"What's your name?"

"...Miller Winkworth."

"Miller, the name of the angel," the syllable chewed between the witch's lips for a moment, and Anya smiled: "Send you back to heaven, little wing."

There was severe pain in his back, and the feeling that the wings were corroded and peeled off was extremely clear.Anya's arm was twisted as if broken, but her five fingers were tightly grasping the phantom beast's dark single wing. They were so far apart, and the scarlet wind and sand were flying, Anya somehow tore off his wing in the air.When Miller felt the pain, he subconsciously attacked the person approaching him. Anya's twisted arm proved that he was indeed attacked, but...

The caramel-colored pupils widened slightly, and he couldn't believe that he saw the witch's broken arm was restored.There were broken porcelain cracks on the surface of Anya's skin, but they healed in an instant.At that moment, Miller realized that he might not be able to kill Anya, not only that, maybe he would die in the opponent's hands.Miller gritted his teeth, and kicked the soles of his feet towards the ground. The recoil brought the phantom beast close to the witch's chest. Before Anya acted, he reached out to face the witch's right chest. The abilities of various elements converged on the phantom beast's fingers Sharply, a fist-sized blood hole appeared on the witch's chest.Anya leaned back to avoid his attack.

"!"

Blood gushed out from the phantom beast's mouth, and when the witch got close to it, in addition to dodging, the black mist also eroded the phantom beast's body from the back.Surprise flashed in Miller's eyes. Anya's wound was bleeding a lot. It stands to reason that it is impossible for her heart and lungs to be unresponsive.What was even more frightening was that cracked porcelain appeared on Anya's wound again. The witch stumbled forward a few steps, with a smile on her beautiful face.

Hands, feet, chest and even neck, no matter where he attacked, Anya's wounds would heal after bleeding. The other party's body was covered in blood. Those who didn't know might think that he had the upper hand.The unique perception of Eudemons told Miller that the opponent's abilities did not fluctuate from beginning to end, which meant that Anya did not take the battle with him seriously at all.Those broken porcelain-like cracks extended on the witch's pale skin, and the situation would only become more and more unfavorable if it dragged on.He turned around.

"Ah?" The witch threw away the bloody wings in her hand.When the wind and sand cleared away, the breath of another soul became blurred, and he was a little surprised: "He escaped..."

The sound of the communicator made Qing Changye lower his eyes, and the noisy noise of Lance and the little secretary continued in his ears.The little secretary repeatedly thought that His Majesty should approve the documents while sick, while Lance directly covered his face with a pillow.Seeing the name displayed on the communicator, Qing Changye pressed to answer: "Miller?"

"Aye." The Eudemon's voice was soft, and he was always reminiscent of everything related to sunlight: "What are you doing?"

"Pour Your Majesty a drink," Qing Changye seemed to think that this kind of work was a bit stupid, and he hesitated for a moment before answering Miller's question.Lance, on the other hand, directed him to take Coke and orange juice in a very leisurely manner. The little secretary was watching the scene of debauchery and depravity with a look of concern for the country and the people: "What's the matter?"

"I may be late today."

Qing Changye responded.

He swallowed the sentence that he might not come back, and the corners of the Eudemons' lips slightly raised: "Did you ever want to stay in York at all?"

"Yes." This is the truth.He doesn't dislike the atmosphere in York, and he even yearns for it.Someone once said he was weak, and he didn't mind being weak if he could live a peaceful and quiet life on York.

"Really?" Miller sped up his speech: "I mean... I was very surprised and very happy. Alice and Kate both like you. Alice cried for three days and three nights when you left. After all, she Time's life goal is to marry you when he grows up. Eh?"

"I like them too," Qing Changye held down the restless Lance, and he gestured for the other party to look at the drip tube in his hand: "Alice must be beautiful when she grows up."

"Yes, she is a blond sweetheart." Miller laughed: "Ah Ye still remember the orchids in Wimbledon? That was the first time I saw orchids, although it was in the glass room. And the stars on the river ..."

The breath of the witch is gradually approaching, and the coldness and death go hand in hand.He paused, and finally explained the dark rift that had plagued them for three years.

"I killed him," Miller said softly. "Have you ever hated me for it?"

Qing Changye didn't speak.

"You must have hated me, even I would hate myself. You know what? I'm probably the only guy who knows you like him. When you were in York, you dreamed about him every day because I invaded the Your spiritual world. I saw your meeting, and I saw you kissing. Your eyes will always be bright when you look at him, but I will never matter to you. I am jealous."

"you……"

"Ah Ye," Miller was still smiling, "Even if it's fake, just lie to me one last time."

"Why—" You suddenly said this?

He sensed something was wrong, Miller was not a sentimental guy.Ever since he was a boy, trying to keep his loneliness out of the way as much as possible, Miller would create a lot of innocuous troubles to get his attention, but he never said it out loud.Unless he's been pushed to the brink.

"I'll give you back his life." The Eudemon's voice carried some indescribable emotion: "I woke up because of you, if even you hate me, everything becomes meaningless. Don't hate me, don't forget me, please."

Communications cut off when Miller's voice fell.Almost at that moment, he felt the soul of another person.He calmed down his breath, and along with the extremely corrosive mist, his pale fingers stretched out. Anya used a spell to nail the phantom beast to the rock, and the iron cone pierced into the collarbone penetrated Miller's back. The witch's fingers Little by little, the remaining wings were torn off.

"Where is he?"

For Miller, the wings are connected to the most fragile nerves in his body. This feeling is no different from being skinned. He opened his mouth, and the breath of the phantom beast gradually became faster, and the base of his tongue blocked the screams in his mouth. Seeing him Without speaking, Anya manipulated the black mist to corrode his face and neck.

"You're pretty." The hoarse voice was full of charm, and the witch's fingertips gently lifted his jaw: "Does it hurt?"

"...!"

Blood bubbles rolled on the surface of his skin, and the toxin corroded the tissue step by step.Fog poured into his eye sockets, and blood and physical tears flowed down his rotting eyes.The nasal cavity is full of pungent sour taste.The witch's tone was neither salty nor weak.

"Tell me where he is, and I'll let you die."

Eudemons gritted his teeth to maintain the last trace of sobriety, and his fingers moved imperceptibly.He was not weak enough to show it. As long as Anya relaxes for a moment, he will have a chance to get close to the heart of the other party. Even if he dies, he can solve a big problem for Qing Changye. A will tell Qing Changye what he has done, and that person will remember him forever, just like Qing Changye will always remember another person.The dying Eudemon charged and stabbed at the witch's chest, and the iron awl used to fix it directly pulled out two deep marks on Miller's chest. His muscles and blood were like a split river.Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up!Just to touch this man's heart—

"you……"

What did he realize.But it's too late.

At the end of the memory, the witch's face was blurred. She looked at his dying body, her thin and flat lips were slightly raised.Like a blooming flower.

Anya has no heart.

The initial anomalies were perfectly explained. In the information collected by A, the star thieves who participated in Alfonso's siege swore that they saw the witch's broken chest. Everyone thought that the unlucky guy was dazzled by fright. up.Because Anya is still alive, his every move seems to be the dark shadow that hangs over the heads of those perpetrators back then.But everyone was wrong, because he did die once.He is a dead man.What was in front of him was simply a corpse.

"Sir! Leader Miller's locator has fluctuated!"

"How is it?" Qing Changye was rarely anxious, and after hanging up the communication, he ran to the investigation team.What Miller said didn't feel right to him.A look of complexity crossed the scout's face, and he became hesitant: "You know, every soldier who comes to the battlefield will have a locator implanted on his body, and the locator can also understand the physical health of the soldiers according to their neurological conditions, Team Leader Miller life index..."

"—It just became zero."

The witch in the sand shook off the blood from his hand, he undid the spell, and the corpse of the phantom beast fell straight from the rock.The two hollow gaps on the back were the marks left after the wings were torn. His gaze was on the once handsome face. After a little thought, Anya used the mist to completely corrode him into bones.

"……zero?"

Qing Changye was stunned.

Does Ah Ye remember Wimbledon's orchid?The colors are as colorful as crowns adorned in girls' hair.In the midsummer night, the shadows of stardust in a line fall on the river, and in the early morning, the white dew penetrates deep into the roses.You made me see these things for the first time.You taught me how to speak, but I learned too fast, and you didn't care about it. You should have known that I should learn slower.Alice said that the dark-haired brother looked so good when he smiled, and I said yes, he was my day and night.We have seen the clouds in York together. When you first saw the clouds that seemed to be burned by fire a hundred years ago, you told me that it was called sunset.And Aurora, because for a while I couldn't see girls in blue dresses because I thought they were all equally fierce.

It's really nice to have you in this world.Even if my sun always stops at the darkest foothold, your eyes will not stay on me.

Ah Yehui... remember me?

"what do you mean……"

"Sorry sir," the investigator was probably used to seeing such situations, he shook his head after being surprised: "You and him are friends, sorry."

Cowardice and goodness burn away, the first sun rises from the tops of dry bones, and humble hearts walk on the paths of the dead.

"Qingqing?"

He took the communicator from the phantom beast, and the other party did not forget to destroy this thing into a pile of scrap iron before he died.After shouting, he realized that he couldn't hear at the other end, and Anya threw down the disabled communicator with some amusement.

The previously shattered parts healed one by one, Anya looked at her pale skin without saying a word.In the stage play performed by Wen Lan, the witch stuffed sapphires into his eye sockets to make pupils, he cut up his tattered body, and walked from the iron forest full of knife points all the way to the castle where the prince lived.

He will return to the world for his love.