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

The whole world is falling apart.

The ground trembled, and the unsinkable crescent moon blazed and tumbled toward the western sky.

Starting from the very edge of the continent, the land collapsed and turned into countless black and gray mist, turning into an abyss of void.

The enchantment of the great prophecy protects the hall in the middle of the swamp. Lin Wei's bone dragon collided with another bone dragon, and the bone wings were broken.He jumped up, the crystal long sword in his hand shone coldly, carrying the breath of another world, and smashed the dragon's neck bone.

He fell down after that fatal blow, and was caught by the flapping black-robed lich. He turned around in the air, and the fierce dark magic swept away, clearing an area.And Lin Wei took the opportunity to suppress several bone dragons in the sea of ​​undead, and made them breathe dragon breath, burning a large number of undead companions.

Bones like the tides of the ocean come wave after wave, from the ground, from the sky.The burning soul fire is like the fluorescent light floating in the gray sea water.Only here was the long and intense slaughter taking place in the palace, and the power of the two propped up an island in a storm.

When the crystal long sword was covered with mottled damage, and the lich's cold bone gun climbed up the thin cracks, they stood with their backs in the center above the hall, and the strong wind lifted the corners of their clothes.

The undead watched their companions fall one after another, even though their hearts had been numb for a long time, when they looked at the two people in the air, instinctive fear arose.

Lin Wei wiped the blood from his lips with the back of his hand, and looked at the sea of ​​bones, a smile appeared on his lips.

There was a bit of mischievous evil in this blood-stained smile, like the smile of the Duke on the battlefield in that time and space, but it was much more relaxed and wanton.

At this moment, behind him is not the imperial army that needs to be commanded and protected, nor the territory of the Flame Rose, but the people who finally fought side by side and are connected by the highest-level contract.

At this moment, the last bit of gloom, boredom and exhaustion in his heart completely dissipated, and there was no echo.

The gilded text on the title page of the ancient book about the contract says:

"You will be strong and fear nothing.

Even though it is dark, it is still like morning. "

The burning crescent moon continued to sink westward, the land continued to collapse, and the undead of the whole world gathered towards the center, as if gray and white flowers were blooming on the dark land.

In the center of the flower, the battle continued, and the souls drifted away, returning to the boundless sea of ​​stars.

Until the end of the long night, another vast power rose from the palace where the goddess lived.

That power is so magnificent that all souls become tiny specks of dust in front of it.

The bard in the silver robe stood outside the door, and the door changed, too, majestic, gorgeous, and silent.

He turned around and smiled at the two people who walked in: "The mainland is waving to you."

The full dark elements are like a child finding the long-lost mother, rushing forward, rushing through the door, and returning to the mainland.

"You can't leave your souls here. If they disappear with the world, the star sea will always be missing a part." Lin Wei looked at the gate of time and space.

Bard: "So, you two take the goddess and leave first."

"then you?"

"Stay here," he smiled warmly, "I hold them back. I hope that when I can't hold on, the empire and the wizarding world are fully prepared for war."

Lin Wei was startled, looked at him: "You want to come back."

"Of course." The bard kissed him on the forehead, then turned around and walked out of the gate, his ethereal silver-blue back was lost in the ocean of undead.

The lich picked up the elf who was still sleeping, her face was still young and calm like a girl.

When they stepped into the gate, what was unfolding in front of them was a silver-blue vast space. Something was slowly flowing under their feet, and the snow-like light sand shone with a mysterious and deep luster.

Looking up, the sky is full of star-like light spots, staggered, rotated, and moved horizontally.

This is time, the rule that only one person can touch since the birth of the continent, the supreme supreme.

On the River of Light, a bridge is built between the two banks of time and space.

Go out the door and return to where you came from.

I don't know if the concept of day and night has been lost in the undead world, or the bridge to communicate time has passed through a period of time. When they arrived, the imperial capital was in spring.

Small white and light yellow flowers bloom beside the paths in the fields in the outskirts, and the cedar grass and violets in the capital city are fragrant.

Lin Wei took the white wreath from the little flower seller on the street and put it on the elf's head.

The elf, who has always been quiet, watched her quietly in the water of the fountain pool, and a faint smile stained the corners of her eyes.

They handed over the elf to the care of the gentle duchess, and then separated, one went to the palace, the other to the magic association, and started preparations for the war with the undead world.

It was night, the Lich returned to the imperial capital, and saw the summoner sitting bored on the wide window sill in the castle of Didis, as if he was looking at the stars, with his slender and straight legs dangling unconsciously.

From time to time, the servants had to raise their heads in fear, for fear that the little duke, who was pampered by the family and had finally gone back and forth again, would accidentally fall off.

Seeing the figure of Juan Yu beside the moon, he beckoned, and the Lich spread its wings and landed beside him.

This frightened the guards. Just as they were about to rush forward to protect them, the chief guard stopped them.

He frowned: "Just now, it seems to be..."

On the servant's side, an elderly maid who was qualified to clean the room of the young duke also showed the same puzzled expression: "Isn't that - the one in the young master's room..."

Sleeping quietly in the crystal coffin was a magician in white robe.

Lin Wei came to the crystal coffin with the injunction and pushed open the coffin lid.

The lich's figure became transparent and sank into the crystal coffin.

The dark golden pupils slowly opened, and time and the past settled down.

"Those poets who praise the beautiful scenery all day long must have never seen your eyes." Lin Wei stroked his eyebrows and said softly.

The one who fell asleep finally woke up completely.

Lin Wei pulled him to the bed, kneaded him for a while, let go, and said, "I want a lich."

In most cases, the magician will meet the guy's reasonable or unreasonable demands.

The flowing black mist enveloped his body, and after a while, it dissipated, and the figure of the lich appeared.

Lin Wei buried his head in the Lich's chest and laughed.

After a while, somehow, I was dissatisfied again.

"You're too cold," he said confidently, "You have to change back."

Duan Yu had no choice but to change his form again.

Lin Wei still smiled, eyes bent, picked up the wine glass beside the bed, and took a few sips.

The smell of Abel's juice mixed in the aroma of the wine made Duan Yu frowned displeased.

He took the cup from Lin Wei.

"Why drink this?"

Lin Wei blinked guiltyly: "I couldn't fall asleep at first, so I used this... I couldn't quit it later."

He looked at Juan Yu cautiously: "Give me...I feel uncomfortable."

Duanyu was watched by those wet eyes, and the wine glass in his hand exuded a psychedelic atmosphere.

Only then did he realize that the past six months were just a momentary slumber and forgetfulness for himself, but it was a long wait and torture for the other person.

But he still didn't give the wine glass back, but was about to pour it out.

Lin Wei wrapped himself in the quilt and thumped anxiously a few times, then stretched out his head, and said in a soft voice: "You drink it first, just one, you won't be addicted."

The silver cup touched his lips, and the magician closed his eyes due to a brief hallucination. Lin Wei looked at his profile, feeling more and more restless in his heart.

"What did you see?" he asked.

Without waiting for the answer, he looked at it and said seriously: "It's me—it's me, right?"

He walked around the sentence, with a seductive hoarse voice, and whispered in his ear: "Every time it is you, I see you. Now, since you are already here, it is not so difficult to quit ..."

Taking advantage of the magician's momentary trance when he heard "It's all you", he quickly took the wine glass and drank it all with his head raised.

Then he pressed the shoulders of Juan Yu and kissed him.

The hallucinations exploded like fireworks, causing a brief dizziness, and for a while, I didn't know where I was.

Borrowing the courage brought by the spirits and the absent-mindedness brought by Abel, with an indulgent smile on the corner of his lips, he pulled the sentence, fell on his back on the bed, and sank into the soft pillow.

Consciousness gradually returned, separated, and approached again.

Then all the way down from the earlobe, the tip of the teeth bit the neck, and the soft tip of the tongue gently licked the kiss.

Lin Wei felt the slightly unsteady breathing of the person on his body.

He looked up, and whether it was because of the light or the alcohol, his usually delicate and indifferent face added a cool beauty, his own shadow was reflected in his eyes, just a little tenderness in those eyes - it became a dazzling color.

He felt that he was being tempted and had nowhere to escape, so he simply closed his eyes and reached out to undo the first light silver button on the collar.

"Come here..." He lightly touched the man's cheek with his lips, and ran his fingers through the cool soft hair, "I'll teach you."

The light on the silver candlestick burned to the end, from bright to hazy, panting turned into a suppressed whimper, with a hint of crying on the verge of collapse.

Lin Wei trembled slightly, grabbed the man's shoulders, and rested his forehead on his shoulder.

——I thirst for you like a deer thirsts for the brook.

This year has gone by so fast.

The dark elements return, the Kingdom of God disappears, and the mainland resumes its normal order.

The only thing that confuses the people is that, even though there are no foreign enemies, the empire has turned on the highest state of combat readiness. The army is going to the west, and there are even magicians among them.

Until half a year later, a grand war kicked off.

The war lasted for nearly a hundred days, and people called it the "Hundred Days War".

Some people also call it "The War of Dawn".

Years later, veterans will speak of the most memorable moment of their lives, the greatest and most feared enemy they ever faced as a soldier.

This battle was extremely tragic and brilliant.

There are many names that have been engraved into the classics, shining brightly in the long river of time.

Among them, the most mysterious and worth mentioning is the actual leader of the Imperial Legion at that time, Linwei Tidis, known as the Duke of Violet in the world.

It is said that he is extremely young, extremely handsome, extremely intelligent and extremely ruthless.

It is a pity that since the end of the war, the Duke has disappeared, and many generals and soldiers sighed for it.

There are also legends that the Duke has an inseparable relationship with magic. They even found a summoner from the magic books who was the leader of the magic world at that time, compared the descriptions one by one, and speculated that the two were actually the same person.

At dusk, the slant of the setting sun shines on the river, casting brilliant golden light.

The hustle and bustle of the pier gradually subsided, and the ships returned to their voyage. Occasionally, one or two ships passed by leisurely, casting their reflections in the sparkling water waves.

On the wide canal, a big ship goes down the river.

Lin Wei looked forward from the deck, and Gerald sat on his shoulders.

Passing through the port of Hekol, the ship left the imperial capital, the precarious years in the flames of war went away, and the vast tranquility and lofty sky ahead.

He coughed a few times in the evening wind.

The blond-haired magician beside him turned his body slightly to block the slightly cool evening wind: "Return to the cabin?"

"Look at it for a while," he looked at the flaming sunset in the orange-gold sky in the distance: "Do you think Adrihiger will come back?"

He said: "As long as he is still alive, he will come back to see here one day."

"Well, he can't bear to watch it," Lin Wei said with a slight smile in his eyes: "The rich and calm elements, more and more magical talents, and the revised "Contract"...Magic is about to usher It’s been a glorious era, and before I left, Berlan also said that he would once again strengthen his connection with the wizarding world.”

"The Magic Association has decided to abandon the holy gun of permanent resurrection and no longer try to revive the knight civilization." said the sentence.

"It should have been like this—the existence of knights in the era of a single race is not very meaningful, and the source of the power of the Holy Lance will attract covetousness. If it is resurrected, maybe a goddess of light will appear again... Our beliefs are as free as our bodies, There shouldn't be any gods interfering." With a relaxed voice in his voice, he continued: "Then, your soul will return to the Star Sea in the future instead of being passed on?"

"Ah."

Lin Wei laughed, looking at the side face of the magician in the setting sun, he couldn't look away for a long time.

So, when we die, the soul washes away the memories and imprints, turns into bits and pieces, returns to the vast sea of ​​stars, reunites with other fragments, and is reborn.

If there are two people who happen to have a part that once belonged to me and you in their souls, when they meet on the street and pass each other, they will think in their hearts: I seem to have seen this person somewhere.

When I think of that scene, I am very happy, I love you.