How do I break the team invitation from my old enemy?

The hall is empty, with huge eyes painted on the dome, overlooking the scene below.

Lin Wei stepped here, he knew that every moment in all the time from now on, when Katanafia looked up to see it, he would see the indifferent gaze of fate, and see the hideous monster emerging from the star sea of ​​souls. face.

Maybe not from now, from earlier—when Elvis died and she was left alone, she had been watched by these eyes.

Why did Elvis die?

Was it killed, or something else?

Or is it simply that the short lifespan of the human race has come to an end?

The undead looked at Katanafea, his eyes were like sharp knives, dipped in dark green venom.

"Your contract can make me obey, but you can never force me to remember." The soul is flickering, the light is dim, as if it will disappear completely in the next moment: "I don't know who you are, and I don't want to know at all. If you want to disturb the sleep of the dead, you make me sick."

Lin Wei felt the fluctuations of the soul above. He knew that at this time, thousands of different memory fragments collided, reverberated, and clamored in the mind of the undead. His soul could not bear such a heavy pressure, but the emotion and cognition carried by the memory Has gradually condensed, so that he is no longer a blank.

"You once said that undead are the purest life in this world." The goddess looked at him.

She is the creator of this world, the writer of the contract, and the person who communicates life and death—the look in her eyes at this time is just like a child who still insists on being right in the face of the accusations and rejection of the elders.No matter what indifferent makeup the night painted on her, it would disappear under Elvis' eyes.

There is such a person, he redeems you, at the first most helpless moment, then no matter how time changes, as long as you stand in front of him again, you will still return to the time when you had nothing.

The undead looked directly at her: "That's not me."

"No..." The goddess covered her face with her hands, her body trembling, with desperate sadness: "You are not him...you are not him!"

The power of the contract was on the undead, he fought against the master's will, curled up in pain, but still pulled out a mocking sneer.

The goddess looked at him, seeing an unacceptable fact, took a few steps back in collapse, turned around and fled away from the top of the building, and walked down the cold stairs and corridors.

In the hall, under the huge eyes, stood a person.

He half closed his eyes, leaning against the wall, his black hair casually drooping from his shoulders, exuding an inadvertent melancholy, like a nobleman walking out of an ancient mural.

That posture made the goddess see the necromancer of that year under the illusion for a moment.

The sound came, and it was slightly echoed by the rendering of the four walls of the palace.

"When you left the mainland, did you think about the outcome?"

The goddess shook her head slightly.

"When I first came here, I didn't expect to meet..." His voice was low as if he was talking to himself, and then he raised his head and looked at Katanafia: "I think so—otherwise you Won't leave it there."

The ring on his hand emitted a vibration of spiritual power, and there was a snow-white skull in his arms.

The goddess looked at the skull, silent and unable to speak.

Lin Wei stepped forward and handed the skull to her.

She took it in a daze, hugged the skull in her arms, her body trembled slightly, and after a long time, two lines of tears fell down that dusty, extremely cold and gorgeous face.

When she left the mainland, she knew that she would get that person's complete soul, and the worldly things lost all meaning and she didn't have to carry them with her.

In the end, everything collapsed, memory was forgotten, soul betrayed, and there was only such a skull as evidence that Elvis once existed.

After she calmed down, she looked at Lin Wei: "What do you want to tell me?"

"Make a deal," Lin Wei said, "We want the access to the mainland and the dark elements, which is not difficult for you. You took away the dark elements back then, but it was just to get what you need from the goddess of light, and set off a wave of elements. The storm can only get soul fragments faster."

"What do you have?" The goddess' voice was cold.

In Lin Wei's hand, there was a light blue translucent fruit with extremely thin skin, and the plump juice and crystal core could be seen.It emits a soft blue light in the dark, which has a strange allure.

"The fruit of the devil, the poison of time." A bewitching voice rang in Katanafea's ear: "Abel's heart, irreversible forgetting-let him forget everything, forget about persistence and resistance, and become a truly innocent Soul. Whether you go back to the mainland or stay here... you can take him to see the whole world and make him the person you want, just like he brought you back then."

"Abel vines are planted by myself."

The fruit floated up without Lin Wei's control, and flew from his hand to Katanafea. The power of the Creator God was something Lin Wei couldn't resist.

"But you abandoned everything there—so it's mine now." Lin Wei raised his head and looked at the giant eyes on the dome: "You are the supreme god, if you want, you can take it from me without paying any price .”

He paused for a while, his voice was emotionless: "But, Your Majesty, look up, it is looking at you."

The goddess approached the fruit, and the hand that would touch it, but stopped suddenly after saying this.

Lin Wei held the fruit again: "We signed a contract as proof."

The goddess stared at the fruit, and seeing her eyes, Lin Wei knew that she had agreed.

The deed seal emerged and slowly landed on the souls of the two.

The goddess took the fruit.

The moonlight covered the ground, and the fingertips shimmered, adding to the emptiness and loneliness.

"Since he took me out of there and let me see the outside," she said in a daze, "Why did he leave me to die and let me return to the darkness? Why didn't I allow me to find him back?"

"He thinks he has taught you what freedom is," Lin Wei said, "but he doesn't know that he has become your bondage. If he really wakes up, he will be disappointed."

Lin Wei saluted her and turned to leave.

"You want to restore his memory." Behind him, the goddess suddenly said.

"of course."

"Even if you've seen my ending?"

"Yes."

"Just now you judged me as disappointing," the goddess' voice fell, "but you are doing the same thing as me."

There was a long silence in the hall.

Lin Wei finally answered her: "Since he let me find a home in wandering, how can I let him live in endless darkness."

"You're also disturbing his sleep."

"How do you know that he is sleeping peacefully?" Lin Wei turned around and looked directly into the eyes of the goddess: "When Elvis died and all his strength could not prevent his soul from dissipating, you should know that there is no power Can keep a free and unencumbered soul."

"He has nothing unfinished in this world, and there is no one he has not seen. Even though his life is short, it ends here and is extremely complete."

"But there is no decree, neither of the two deaths."

"For the first time, he really didn't have anything to miss—that's because he had nothing to miss, he lived and died for the wizarding world, he didn't believe in anything, he didn't love anything, he didn't even have emotions or feelings at all , just a weapon."

When he said this, he stopped, calmed down his emotions, and continued: "But he is not—he is a human being, no matter what kind of bloodline and mission he has, he is still alive. When he left this world For a moment, although there is no complaint, there is a loss in the end. His life is neither complete nor complete, even if he dies well, there will be gaps that cannot be filled.”

"And the second time, let alone the second time." There was a tender and nostalgic look in the deep purple eyes: "Of course he has unfinished business, how can he leave without worries?"

"His mission has ended, but his oath has not been fulfilled, and he has not been with me well—how could he be willing to just disappear into the soul star sea."

Lin Wei closed his eyes to hide the slightly red eye sockets, opened them again, and said softly: "In these two lives, if he leaves without any worries, he will not stand in this world properly. And if he leaves once He feels that his life is complete, and I will not be so persistent in taking him back."

"If his soul simply dissipated in that time and space, I wouldn't come here through time and space. If in this world, he felt that he had a good and interesting life, I saw it from a distance, Just be content, live somewhere, don't bother him anymore—but he doesn't. Without me, he'll always be a ghost, forever homeless."

After saying this, without looking at the goddess' reaction, he turned around, climbed the stairs, and walked through the corridor.The figure is hidden at the junction of moonlight and shadow, thin and stubborn.

The goddess watched his back and listened to his footsteps, dazed.

"I envy you, and I envy him." She murmured to herself, her long, pale fingers stretched out to the void in front of her, and when she closed them again, she was already holding the black harp, bringing it back from the mainland this world.

Its name is engraved on the back of the violin.

The sigh of the abyss.

A soft sigh sounded in the empty hall, lingering.

She lowered her head, looked at the pale green fruit in her hand, and suddenly smiled.

The fruit was sent to the elf's lips, and the teeth bit open the soft and thin skin that was stretched by the juice.

The juice flowed into her throat, sweet and fragrant, the taste of forgetting, so fascinating.

She was in a trance, and she was in the vibrant elf forest. Looking out from the narrow window, the trees were lush, the grass was green, and the stream was clear.

There are lush trees on both sides of the valley, vines are climbing on the trees, and the vines bear bright red and beautiful fruits.

The young elves flapped their translucent wings, picked fruits, and sang nice songs. When they were tired, they picked one and put it in their mouths, closed their eyes, and looked intoxicated.

How warm the sun should be, how delicious the fruit should be - she didn't know, she just looked at it intently.

She now thinks, probably, that taste is as sweet as the juice she is drinking now.

When her consciousness returned to the hall, she saw the undead walking down the stairs and looking at herself.

She couldn't see the face and expression clearly, and she returned to the small dark room in an instant, where someone was stroking her hair with gentle movements, and she had never been treated so gently in her whole life.

How nice this man must be—but she didn't know.

The white light submerged her consciousness, she smiled, and said to herself softly: "You will always be a lonely ghost, and you will always be homeless."

"Things that cannot be obtained will eventually bind you for a lifetime."

Lin Wei didn't know what was going on in the hall, so he climbed up a spiral staircase and wanted to go back to his room.

But I saw a person standing in the corridor, looking in this direction, the moonlight poured down on the ground, and it was extremely silent.

Using the camouflage of the shadow, he bit his lips uneasily, then walked towards the door of the room expressionlessly, passing the Lich as if nothing had happened.

"Lin Wei." But a voice stopped him.

He turned around and saw Duanyu looking at him, the moonlight reflected on his impeccable face, which wanted to catch people's hearts, make people look up to, and make people sink.

Lin Wei completely forgot his tender and sour mood, and only thought bitterly:

This is the man, so good-looking and so painful--makes me sad, makes me suffer.

He also completely forgot those detailed, calm and affectionate words in front of the goddess.

When I see you, I just look at you - where is there any thought to modify the wording and words.

So he only looked back with a pair of eyes, and said: "Since I heard everything, what are you calling me for? I have nothing to say. I just want to ask you, I want to take you back, would you like it?" "

The lich watched him, watching in the silence.

His thoughts suddenly drifted away, and he returned to Adrihiger's room a few days ago.

The master of the tower who knew everything smiled, the end of his eyes slightly curved, and the corners of his lips curled up: "Speak."

"Over there, what's the relationship between me and Lin Wei?" He heard his own voice.

"Tsk," the tower master rested his chin on his left hand, and looked at him with interest: "You have enough reasons to ask about all your experiences in that time and space, but you only want to know about him?"

"Let me guess..." The tower owner narrowed his eyes: "You have lived your whole life, but there is only one special person, right?"

"You obviously haven't said a few words, and you beat him to death when you met, but you are the most familiar, wonderful relationship-you have nothing to do with anyone, except Lin Wei."

"But he hides it stubbornly and doesn't want me to tell you. He is afraid that you will know." The tower owner smiled, and a sly light flashed in his eyes: "I like that little guy to death, so I can't tell you."

He didn't say anything else, turned around coldly, and wanted to go out.

But there was another voice from behind: "I just want to tell you one thing, treat him well—someone leans on you with the softest heart, pierces your head, bleeds, trembles with pain, and you still have to come over. You can't stay anymore , it’s gone.”

He opened the door and saw the man leaning against the wall, as if nothing had happened.

"Hey, let's talk."

Just like he didn't intend to hear all the noises downstairs now, and saw the man turn around, as if nothing had happened.

"I want to take you back, do you want to?"

——There is such a person who passes through day and night, life and death.

He crossed the barriers of space, broke the barriers of the soul, waded through the river of time, and came to you.

He wiped away the bloodstains, covered the scars drawn by the thorns all the way, and asked:

I'll take you back, would you like to?

The lich was surprised by how he felt now.

Pain and soreness spread from the left chest cavity and spread all over the body, but it was also hot, about to burn.

He's never been like this.

His long-frozen heart and soul, the first emotion he experienced was neither joy nor anger, nor sorrow.

Is full of distressed joy.

He didn't know what kind of ending he would reach if he followed this person, he only knew that the ending was tempting him, calling him to go, like the singing of a mermaid on the sea siren, ethereal and beautiful.

So he spoke.

The voice passed through the soul, came to the world, ended the silence of the corridor, and ended the peaceful silence of this life.

—I would.