Twilight War

24

"The old aristocratic district 30 years ago, Your Highness really has a heart." The black widow said looking at the flames burning all over the world.

Everything in the black market Ninth Street has been swallowed by the soul domain under Vichy Perb.

Thousands of years later, that man is even stronger than ever.

She raised her head, and green vines grew out of the ground in an instant, entangled like a beast, and attacked Vehipel.

Vehipel raised his hand, and the flames around him turned into a burning dragon and devoured the vines.

Flames burst forth, and black crows patrolled the endless field of fire like a mighty army.

He hangs in the midst of burning flames and flying crows, bowing his head to the sky.

This is his soul realm, and he used the divinity stored in the youth's soul consciousness thousands of years ago—to become a god again.

"Your Highness, you and I are the only remaining protoss in this world, do you want to drive them all to extinction?" The black widow held her shoulder burned by the fire dragon and looked up at the man with loose silver hair and asked, "The protoss are glorious because of eternity, what I did What's wrong?"

"Are all other races of the Protoss just eternal life?" Wihipel looked down at the Black Widow and said, "Do you even think so?"

His blue eyes were like painted glass windows.

"Otherwise? We claim to be the favorite race of the World Tree, but in fact, all races are just a leaf on the World Tree. Everything will fall and then decay." The black widow said nonchalantly: "Even our eternal life is a fake thing piled up with the sacrifices of the ancestors of the gods."

"You should understand that we were born here, not just to pursue eternal life." Vihipel frowned, and in an instant those sudden flames turned into giant dragons that devoured the sky again, roaring across the entire domain with.

The white silk dress on Vesper's body was like a white moonlight between the wind and the fire.

"Are you looking for it? I have nothing to look for." The black widow chuckled as if she thought it was absurd, and her voice seemed a little lonely, "If it was just for something to look for, I wouldn't have lived for thousands of years. Life is nothingness. , death is nothingness.”

"Then why are you obsessed with life, killing those children who are after you again and again." Vehipel asked.

"Life is nothingness, and death is nothingness. But after death, you can't even feel nothingness." The black widow slightly turned the bong in her hand, "Perhaps, what I'm looking for...is just the feeling of being alive. "

She tilted her head slightly, and at that moment her expression seemed a little innocent.

"But maybe that's all. If I really want something, maybe I won't be able to live now." The black widow smiled lightly, she looked pretty like a 16-year-old girl.

The so-called thousand years, she has been living like this.No heart, no pursuit.

Like the wind, it blows through everything, but it doesn't seek anything.

With obsession, there is pain.On the contrary, they will not have the courage and desire to live for a thousand years.

"Your Highness, you still don't want to kill me after all, right?" Black Widow looked up at Wisipel, "After that battle at dusk, only you and I are of the same race in this world. Only you and I still have Such eternal and powerful life."

For thousands of years, they walked the world like giant whales cruising in the vast sea, and in this sea they didn't even know if there was a magnificent life like them.

Wherever they pass are mayfly beings who live and die in the morning and evening.

"It's very similar to the old Utgarde, isn't it?"

Weeping between heaven and earth, looking for the former race, persistently marching towards the north.

Vehipel didn't speak, he waved his hand directly, and the dragon that turned into flames attacked the black widow in an instant.

Black Widow turned her bong and ducked back.

Everything in the sky looked like a city about to fall, and the blue wind in the flames turned into a huge wolf spirit.

The wolf spirit directly bit the black widow's ankle, and the black widow fell from the air.

She smiled helplessly, "It's really ruthless."

When she was about to fall to the ground, countless vines grew upwards.

"reverse."

she said suddenly.

The woman opened her mercury-like eyes, and the burning dragon in the sky and the blue wolf spirit were all reflected in her eyes.

In this soul domain that belonged to Vehipel, she used her own memory to construct a domain that belonged to her again!

The rain dripping from the sky fell into her eyes from the depths of her pupils.

The burning flames began to die out.

Withered trees grow again.

Everything reversed back to how she remembered it.

She fell to the ground again, and the moment she landed, the flames died down.She gathered up the red robe on her body, and everything was reversed back to before the flame.

She thought of this, at that time, there was a child named Fantwe who was with her at that time, and she knew that some people would call him the Undead Earl.Just because of his never-aging face.

He used to be a devout believer, but she lured him step by step to kill her last priest.

But he didn't know that she had poisoned his wine for a long time, and when the fire went out and the ceremony was over, he would die.

The red robe on her body spread like wine over the roses on the roadside.She doesn't want to go back to Fan Tweet yet, after all, he will always be waiting for her in that yard.So what does it matter when you go back?

This is Vehipel's soul domain, but he has never experienced the previous fire.

Then this place must be a soul domain constructed by the soul of a person who once lived here.

Who is it?

Wihipel has been to the old aristocratic district, and he must have discovered the countless souls imprisoned there.

Whose soul will he build this place with?

Vehipel walks through the crowd. Although this is his soul domain, it is also Eden's past.

He has no way to find her. This is an illusion built by the soul. The so-called illusion is like a mirror composed of countless pieces that imitate the real.No matter how realistic it is, there will always be gaps, and women walk in those gaps.

She carefully hides her figure.

The clothes are fragrant and the temples are shadowed, and the dark green curtains are blown by the wind.

Here is a grand banquet in the old aristocratic district 30 years ago.

He closed his eyes and kept releasing black crows, looking for the woman.

The actors on the stage were about to cry and sang a beautiful aria.

However, when he raised his eyes, he saw a teenager surrounded by a group of men and women on the banquet bench.

The young man leaned on his chin and threw a candy-colored chip, and there was a dark color between impatient and lazy between his eyebrows and eyes.

Wisipel frowned, black crows neighed in the air, and the lights in the hall flickered for a moment.

The boy looked up at the flickering crystal lamp, "What's the matter, is the line old?"

Vehipel walked towards the boy, and all the people in the hall suddenly disappeared, leaving only the boy looking up at the lights.

Time in the entire soul domain seemed to have stopped, the chips stopped spinning, and the red wine stopped shaking.

Dark green curtains hang in the air.

He held Huang Xuanjin by the collar and pressed him on the dark red sofa, "Why are you here?"

"Your Highness, this is your soul domain, why do you ask me why?" Huang Xuanjin looked at him with a smile, the boy had peach blossom eyes.

"This is the past," Wihipel said, "You shouldn't be here."

"That's right, the illusory past." Huang Xuanjin said.

"I ask you, why are you here."

Huang Xuanjin looked at Wisipel, and when he looked at a person, he would blink very slowly, so there would be a feeling of eternity.

"Because of my brother..." Huang Xuanjin looked at Vichypel and said, "You have me in your heart."

The people who disappeared in the hall reappeared, and there was a lot of noise.

Huangxuan Jinxu held the hand that Vehippel was pulling on his collar.

Candy-colored chips twirled on the marble table and fell slowly.

Huang Xuanjin turned his head and glanced at the chips, "Five face up, I win!"

Then he danced and turned sideways and put the chips into his arms.His eyebrows were raised, as if he didn't notice the neglected Vehipel at all.

"Let's go." Huang Xuanjin said: "I have always been very lucky in your soul domain."

Vehipel had no choice but to follow.

"Where are you going?"

"You don't care about me." Huang Xuanjin said indifferently, and then frowned again, "Anyway, no matter where I go, I'm still in your soul domain?"

Huangxuan Jin walked to the railing and looked at Corinth shrouded in mist in the distance. The huge chimneys in the factory spit out thick white steam, and the statue of Goddess Guerveig on the Holy Rose King Hall in the West District was faintly visible in the mist, "Then Was it Corinth 30 years ago?"

"It's just a landscape I made up," Wihipel said.

"It's like the background cloth behind the stage." Huang Xuanjin said.

Wihipel closed his eyes, released the raven spirits again, and searched for Iden who was hiding in his soul domain.

Huang Xuanjin frowned and looked at those crows, "I don't like them."

Wisper turned to look at him.

"They always speak ill of me." Huang Xuanjin said a little unhappy.

Inside the walls are noisy guests and singing actors, and Elsa is holding violets that are about to wither in her arms.

The maids said that the flower was dying, but she felt that if the sun shone again, it would still bloom.

The sunlight in front of him was suddenly blocked.

Black Widow looked at the young girl.

If Vichypel wants to build this illusion, who else is more suitable than Mrs. Violet, who is on the Ninth Street of the Black Market?

She reaches out to kill Elsa.

As long as this is the case, this soul domain will collapse.

But the girl suddenly looked up at her, "Are you a witch?"

Black Widow's hand stopped in the air, she turned her wrist, and the violets in Elsa's arms bloomed again.

The girl looked at her with wide eyes, "Did you revive it?"

The black widow held back the red robe on her body, "I just let it return to the previous posture."

Her voice was as noble as a declarative.

"I know you." The black widow said to the girl, "A girl who won't live long."

Physicians at St. Raphael's Hospital in Collins said Elsa was born with a heart defect and there was a good chance she would not live past the age of 15.

The girl just blinked when she heard the words of the black widow, then lowered her head and continued to look at the violet in her arms.

"It's okay, I just stopped earlier than others."

She clutched her heart, "The dance here is very slow, so I can watch the scenery very slowly and do all the things very slowly."

The black widow stretched out her hand again, and she looked at the girl's slender neck.

Just kill it, she won't live long anyway.

What does dying now have to do with dying later?

The girl looked up at the Black Widow's outstretched hand, was stunned, and then put her own hand on it, "Do you want to take me somewhere?"

The black widow frowned and looked at the girl's hand in her palm, and then said helplessly: "The rose field, there is a rose field that day, do you want to go and have a look?"

Elsa looked happy as her white lace skirt brushed against the rose fields.

Black Widow followed Elsa in a red robe.

Human life is as short as a mayfly to the gods.

She has walked in this world for thousands of years, watching the death of all living beings and mortals as if watching the clouds rise and fall.

And this girl can't even have the lifespan of an ordinary person.

Elsa stopped in the middle of the flower field, spreading her hands as if feeling the coming and going of the wind.

The black widow looked at the girl's calf scratched by the rose stem, pulled the red robe on her body and walked over, then squatted beside the girl.

The wound on Elsa's calf slowly healed with the movement of her fingertips. The girl looked down at the black widow, as if curious.

"Are you a wandering witch?" Elsa asked the woman again.

Black Widow nodded.

"Then have you ever seen a carnival in the southern country?" Elsa pulled the corner of her skirt to facilitate the woman's movements, and then looked down at the woman.

"I've seen it, but it's nothing interesting. Everyone is wearing a mask, as if they don't know anyone."

The sky was gradually dyed a rose-like color.

Black Widow looked up at the approaching twilight.

"You should go home."

She straightened Elsa's skirt, and then walked deep into the rose field.

Huangxuan Jin leaned against the railing a little bored, watching the dusk slowly descending under the command of Wihipel.

"Have you found her yet?"

"Not yet, but soon," said Wichpel.

"Don't listen to those crows, they are lying to you." Huangxuan Jin turned his head to look at Wisipel, his peach blossom eyes were slightly bent.

"These spirits are my servants, they won't lie to me," Wihipel said.

The boy still looked at him with a smile, "Brother, trust me."

Vichypel looked back at him, but he suddenly stepped on the copper-plated railing and looked at Vichypel with his hands outstretched.

Then jump up.

He fell downwards.

Eyes closed.

However, when he was about to fall, he was suddenly caught by Vihipel.

He opened his eyes and looked at Vichypel, and then looked back at the dim lights at the banquet, his half-length black hair was blown by the wind.

Wisipel hugged him and landed on the flying buttress of the mansion.

Huangxuanjin pointed into the distance in his arms, as if he wasn't surprised that Wihipel would catch him.

"Over there, take me there."

Dusk fell over the great fields of roses...