Twilight War

Chapter72 Moonlight

Holding the bright moon lantern in hand, it illuminates the eternal sky.

01

The black widow was walking in the depths of the rose field with her red robe on. She turned her wrist lightly, and those flower stems immediately turned into ropes and pulled out a boy who had been hiding in the flower field.

The black widow turned her head to look at the boy in costume, "Did you follow Elsa all the time when I didn't notice?"

"I..." The boy opened his mouth to say something.

"I know your name is Xia Zuo, and you are an actor of the Duke's family." The black widow said.

"You...you are really a witch." Xia Zuo said in surprise.

"Why are you following Elsa?" Black Widow asked.

"I... I'm just afraid that she will be in danger."

"Danger? Are you referring to me?" The black widow squinted at Xia Zuo, her eyes reminded people of snakes entwining trees in the twilight.

Xia Zuo backed away in fear.

The black widow turned her head back and stopped looking at Xia Zuo, "What's the use of protecting her like this? You and her are totally different."

"When you admire someone, just looking at her is enough to make you happy." Xia Zuo argued, his eyes reflected the whole rose garden.

"You are still young, how do you know what admiration is? But if you play too many puppet shows, you just think you understand."

"I, I understand!" Xia Zuo argued.

"But she may not even live to be 15 years old." The black widow said sarcastically: "In the end, your admiration will be in vain."

"It's good to be able to watch her, and it's a blessing to have one more day." Xia Zuo said.

Black Widow snorted softly as if thinking it was ridiculous.

This is a life as short as a mayfly, so what is the difference between one day and two days?

"Do you want her to live?" Black Widow asked suddenly.

"You have a way? Yes, you are a witch, you must have a way, right?" Xia Zuo seemed to pounce on the woman's clothes, but those flower stalks entangled him tightly, and the thorns pierced his ankle , Blood flowed into the soil.

Black Widow turned her head and looked at Xia Zuo with some disgust.

"In three days, there will be a flame here, bring Elsa here." She walked to Xia Zuo, and put her white hand on his costume, "This costume painted with golden branches will bless you don't die in the fire."

Then she went straight to the distance.

The flower stems wrapped around Xia Zuo slowly fell.

"Your Majesty Odin, since you've arrived, show yourself." She reached out and pulled the rose petals beside her.Wischpel hugged the boy in his arms and landed in the flower field.

He looked down at Huangxuan Jin, "The next thing, I can do it."

"Don't you need me?" The young man looked at Vichypel with a smile, his eyes were like peach blossoms.

Vehipel leaned over and kissed the boy's half-length black hair, and the boy turned into countless rose petals in his arms.

"I'll pick you up."

He let go, and the rose in his arms dissipated.

"If your Majesty wants to kill me, just annihilate the entire soul domain, I will naturally die, so why bother to spend so much effort." Black Widow said looking at Vichypel.

"Why should I kill you?" Vehipel asked.

"So many people on Black Market Ninth Street died because of me. Don't you want your majesty to enforce your justice? Take my life for theirs." The black widow tilted her head and said, "But I don't think I did it Wrong. They are just life like mayflies, and if they are gone, they will be gone. They died for the glorious and eternal life of the Protoss."

"The life of a mortal is indeed nothing precious. As a god race, what we should do is to maintain the balance of all living beings, and not care about the life and death of individuals." Vehipel said.

The black widow suddenly chuckled, her eyes were like fallen flowers, "I forgot, that god son Odin, who wholeheartedly pursued false justice, died a long time ago, died on that rainy night, and was killed by our own hands The one who survived... is the future god-king of Asgard."

"I just learned what is true justice and what is true order," Wihipel said.

"Then why did Your Majesty come here?" Black Widow said.

"I want to know how to keep Loki alive." Vehipel's eyes were as blue and boundless as the sky of Asgard.

"That child is really Loki..." Black Widow said: "I was still skeptical. After all, everyone said that Your Majesty, you have sealed Loki's soul in the country of the dead. But you are still soft-hearted ?"

"It was his body that was imprisoned in the kingdom of the dead, and his soul turned into countless dust in the first twilight battle thousands of years ago."

"If anyone in this world knows how to keep him alive, then it's only you, isn't it?" Vehipel said, "After all, you are the first protoss to see the order of the world tree."

"There is no way." The Black Widow shook her head and said, "As long as the World Tree is still the order of this world, that child must die."

"Gulweger and I both thought about saving that child, but it's impossible." Black Widow's eyes blurred, "He was born to bring destruction to this world, and he himself will destroy himself in the end , Dedicating himself to the feast of the World Tree. If he wants to survive, he can only bring destruction to this world again and again to satisfy the World Tree."

"But World Tree is thinking about him in the end, and they will not forget this child. They have been waiting for a thousand years." Black Widow said.

"So what's the use of saving him? It took a thousand years to search for his annihilated dust in this world, but I'm only asking for his ten years. Exchange a thousand years for ten years." The black widow seemed to find it ridiculous.

"I don't believe this is his destiny." Vehipel just looked at the roses in the garden, "His destiny should be to hold a moon lantern in his hand and illuminate the sky all over the ages..."

"Impossible, Your Majesty, you know that death is the only ending for him." Black Widow sneered.

Vehipel slowly raised his head to look at the Black Widow, and for a moment a blue wind surged from his body. He raised his hand, and the wind turned into a ferocious wolf spirit and rushed towards the Black Widow.

"Your Majesty, are you angry now?" The black widow waved her hand, and the roses in the garden turned into sharp blades, passing through the ferocious giant wolf, cutting the blue breath of wind.

"Odin, do you know that you have been using yourself as the measure of all things. But even you yourself have been crushed by fate, so you stubbornly and unrepentantly put everything together again, and then You still use yourself as the yardstick, but your yardstick has already been distorted!"

"You talk about justice and order, but you're nothing but a selfish, stupid wretch!"

Vihipel was hanging in the air above the rose field, the silver gun appeared from his hand, the blue wind wrapped around him, and the silver-white silk clothes wrapped the man's body in the wind.

He bowed his head like a king.

He raised his hand and threw the silver gun down.

Black Widow's eyes widened instantly, but the silver gun had already pierced her heart.

Gungnir, the eternal gun that must be hit.

The ending is written before the throw.

02

Black Market Ninth Street.

The flames gradually extinguished, and the black smoke slowly dispersed.

Only the withered sacred tree remained on the whole land, and the red silk with bells and wooden plaques tied to its branches swayed in the wind, and the bells sounded ethereal and distant.

The women who had fled outside the Black Market Ninth Street gathered together.

"Where's the Countess?" The girl with faint freckles asked suddenly while holding Little Jasmine in her arms.

"Didn't the countess come out with you?" asked the witch, pulling the tortoise.

The tortoise shook his head naively, "Madam only let me protect you to leave..."

"Has anyone else seen Madam?" the witch turned around and asked everyone.

Everyone shook their heads.

"I want to go back." The witch said suddenly, lifting up her burned skirt.

In the underground mine, the blue fluorite turned into butterflies, and all of a sudden those blue butterflies flew towards the entrance of the cave.

It's like going to an appointment.

Dutt came out from the depths of the tunnel, clapped his hands, and said to the refugees and bone eaters who were fighting: "Stop. Aquinas is dead."

Wihipel landed in front of the Black Widow.

The spear turned into silver dust and dissipated, and the black widow fell into the rose field while clutching her pierced chest.

Wihipel put his fingertips on the black widow's wound, "Are you actually using your own body to hide the fragments of those people's souls?"

The Black Widow smiled foolishly, "Does Your Majesty think I'm ridiculous?"

Mingming told herself not to care, told herself that those children would eventually die and leave her.

But she still secretly hid a small piece of the souls of those children in every ceremony, and then hid them in her body.

She has traveled a long time and a long way with countless fragments of her soul.

Maybe that's why she's alive...

Not for the pursuit of anything, only for the eternity of the soul.

Hers, and the children's.

The entire soul domain is slowly closing.

"So, did Your Majesty use my soul to build this soul domain?" Black Widow raised her head and asked.

"To be precise, it is your soul that was cut off in the golden branch." Wihipel said.

"So I remember all this so clearly?" Black Widow said.

"When this soul domain is completely closed, your soul will also be annihilated here."

"It's really a long death."

"Your Majesty has put so much thought into it, probably for the sake of my divinity." Black Widow said.

"Yes, even if I can't change the fate of Loki's death, I still want to fight. Before that, I must become strong enough." Vehipel said.

"Then take it." Black Widow closed her eyes, and blue butterflies flew out from her wound.

She stood up and walked towards the castle near the rose field. The red robe covered her wounds, and blue butterflies fluttered beside her.

The setting sun was gradually burned up, and this soul domain was gradually disappearing.

The woman pushed open the creaking door.

The wind blew the white curtains in front of the window, she walked over and closed the window.

The man sleeping on the couch opened his eyes and looked at her.

The black widow sat by the recliner and took off the mask on the man's face, the man's face was still handsome.

It is no different from the young man who was desperate for him back then.

"Aren't you going upstairs to sleep today?" the man asked.

Black Widow shook her head, "I want to watch the dusk with you today."

She looked up at the dusk outside the window gradually turning into darkness, and the last blue butterfly flew out of her heart.

It turned out that she had always cared about it.