[Comprehensive] Let go!

Temple, this is her temple...

Standing on the long jade-like stone ladder at the foot of the mountain, Messiah looked up at the holy and warm white palace on the top of the mountain. In fact, with the decline of theocracy, in order to keep the temple of the Statue of Liberty quiet and peaceful, the warriors of glory set down the temple on the top of the mountain. The enchantment cannot be seen by ordinary people, and another branch temple is built on the mountainside for believers and tourists to visit.

Messia took a deep breath, and the sense of traction that had been faintly felt all the time became more and more intense at this time. If it weren't for the strong willpower, Messia even felt that he would lose control of his body, and something in his body was rushing around. Trying to spew out, the cells seemed to be twisted and stirred, from the slight pain at the beginning to the need for patience, every step she took, she wondered if she had hurt her lungs, the pain of stepping on the needle board.

However, her intuition told her that such a situation was beneficial, so she didn't tell Medea and Atalanta, and endured it alone, anyway, speaking out would only make them worry in vain.

The tightly pursed lips became tighter and tighter, and every inch of flesh and blood was rebuilt to become more solid and stronger, but the price paid was not easy. Even Messia herself wondered when her endurance was so good, Although she has been displaced in many worlds and suffered a lot, Misia has never tasted the real pain. The feeling at this moment makes her almost want to cry out of grievance.

The long stone staircase became torment and torture at this time. Medea and Atalanta had already doubted the frequent rest before. Messiah felt that she could still hold on, so she did not intend to let the two glorious warriors know. 'Evolution' only...

The architecture of the temple is naturally extremely elaborate, but Messia no longer has the desire to appreciate it. Finally, the moment he entered the main hall of the temple and saw his own statue, the pain hit, and Messia completely passed out...

Holding on to her final sobriety, she reluctantly smiled at the panicked Medea and Atalanta: "I'm fine, when I wake up..."

The big dream has been around for thousands of years before Jue Xiao.

Salar walked in the ocean of his own memory, randomly extracting any memories of himself as a god, as simple, as Easy, as Messiah, and the calm and awe-inspiring smile on his face already explained everything.

Now the body is still in the process of being transformed by divine power, and he can’t wake up even if he wants to. Salar sighed softly, browsing all his memories over and over again. The memory of this period of time after the world is easily integrated into the huge ocean of memory like a drop of water, without even splashing a little wave.

At this time, she knew that she had a lot to think about, but she didn't know which one to focus on first. It was her twin brother Poseidon, the earth mother Gaia who caused her to fall here, and Lord Tartarus's. The action is still... the one who pushes everything in the dark.

Even integrating the information obtained before, it can be put aside now that Hera has appeared, so where is her other friend, Hecate, the partner of Hades, Hades?What happened?

The divine body was placed in the abyss, and Salar could feel the faint connection with the divine body, but probably the injury was not fully healed, and the suppression of the abyss did not resonate with the divine soul and the divine body—after all, Hera didn’t want to be found, so she didn’t worry about returning It is precisely this problem, and of course part of the reason is that she is reincarnated, while Hera is a condensed soul...

"Could it be you?" Salar murmured in a low voice and soon drifted away. Perhaps no one except herself knew what she was talking about. She looked at her memory over and over again, from being hunted down by Gaia Starting to faint in the temple, Gaia, Poseidon, Helen, Lucifer, Mamon, Giotto, Sephiroth, Mucha Asai, Yohji Miyazaki, and the glorious warriors who never gave up looking for her...

In the unchanging complexion, it is impossible to see the fluctuations in her heart no matter what, suppressing the thoughts in her heart, Salar saw all kinds of clips of Julian and Messiah growing up together, and there was a gentle smile in her eyes, nostalgic She recalled the many attachments she had to Poseidon when she first became Salamisia, but then her face darkened—their brother and sister used to have such a good relationship, but after all, they irreversibly moved towards the love that made her feel uneasy, but when she thought she could When I let go of my prejudice against love and married Poseidon with joy, I saw such a scene...

The resentment, sadness, despair and bitterness at that time, after the precipitation of time, have long lost their original sharpness and intensity, but have become firm and silent, stuck in the heart and cannot be easily destroyed.

blame?hatred?That's the attitude towards love, the disappointment of the lover, but it can't fully represent Salar's treatment of Poseidon, because they are twins, the closest to each other in the world, she will not blame Poseidon, no matter what It'll be his fault, they can't be separated, can't they?That being the case, it would be uncomfortable for her to think about being as alienated as the twins of Apollo and Artemis. At that time, it will only be the two parties that will suffer.

"Poseidon, we can afford it..." Salar had a faint but determined smile on his face, and the sadness on his brows was lingering. She might still miss the love she had tasted, but this kind of encounter made her even more desperate. It is only family affection that is sure to last forever.Give up love, and don't let a third person intervene between her and Poseidon, just live like this, thousands of years, the past few thousand years have passed like this, the years of the gods are long and long, Saraal doesn't mind The stalemate with Poseidon continued.

Just thinking about how to persuade that stubborn twin brother, Salar only felt a headache.And ask yourself, can she really let go of her love for Poseidon easily, instead of continuing to entangle in the name of family affection?Thinking about it at this time, the relationship between the Greek gods who split and reunited at will is really prescient, so what if she is as infatuated as Sister Hera, as the bound God Empress, she can't repent even if she wants to... As for whether there are other gods Dare to take over himself, not to mention whether Poseidon will agree or not, Salar was not prepared for this in the first place.

Another piece of memory appeared in front of his eyes. The two figures who turned away were familiar and far away. It was the prophecy he saw when he activated the Dresden stone plate. Sharp, the same mood as before: "Choice? Why?"

In the conscious world, gray divine power gradually overflowed from the soles of her feet, rising gradually, as if preparing to drown her.She knew that her external body was about to wake up.

"Don't you know that this will only make me more and more suspicious?" The soft and soft voice hides a deep coldness, and it is unknown who said this to, perhaps because of the suppression of gray divine power, and Perhaps due to the awakening of his body, Salar's spirit became tired and sleepy, but his blue eyes were bright and sharp, and his smile was even more arrogant and confident.

"Memory and power... At this time, I will naturally choose power..." Most of what I should know is known, and sooner or later someone will tell her that she can't resist now, and she can always make decisions for herself. "I've already tasted the pain of not having power." And without memory, it would not be too miserable to die, and before returning to the god position, she could also think about how she should treat Poseidon.As for the divine body, now is not the time to return, so naturally there is no rush.

The sea of ​​consciousness swallowed Salar, and everything returned to calm.

When I woke up, the sky was full of stars, and the night was as cool as water.

Misia opened her eyes in confusion, feeling that her brain was empty, as if many things had been put into her head and disappeared without a trace, but the inexplicable cognition that appeared in her heart was very certain, it was her memory, but she didn't know Why can't you just stay.

There was no regret in her heart, and Misha knew that the decision must be made by 'herself', and she didn't feel panic at all.

When she moved her body slightly, her entire skeleton made a teeth-stinging creaking sound, and she didn't know how long she had slept.

With a body that was sore but full of strength, Messiah subconsciously mobilized his divine power to relieve his discomfort, but was horrified to find that the divine power that was just a strand before had become vast and thick!

strength?Misiya was startled, and then suddenly realized that maybe she gave up her memory for power!It's just...it doesn't seem to be all the power. Misia is very clear about this, but she doesn't care about it. Anyway, this gives her a lot of confidence. Anyway, part of the power can come back now, and the rest may not be far away!But the power of self-preservation is really needed.

The suppressed power is mainly the golden divine power and gray divine power in the body, and this is not a good time to expose it. As for the divine body, she seems to have a vague idea of ​​where it is, but she is not very clear, and maybe she needs some opportunity.But she had to find a good time to get the divine scepter and battle armor, otherwise her fighting power would be insufficient.

And the temple is her domain, and Messia squinted her eyes and summoned up her divine power...

"I have seen Your Highness!" Atalanta, Medea, and Cassandra stationed in the temple rushed over one after another. At this time, Messiah had awakened, which meant that she was fine, and the Glory Warrior naturally didn't need to ask more questions.

"Excuse me." Although the memory did not come back, the mentality of the gods was vaguely imprinted on Misia's heart, which made her words and deeds have an indescribable elegance and nobility, and Misia never realized that her appearance was closer to that of a human being. When the gods were alive, Medea and Atalanta saw Her Highness the Statue of Liberty in a trance. Has Her Highness recovered her memory?

Seeing the doubts of several people, Misia smiled and shook his head: "My memory has not been restored, but I have only regained part of my strength."

She turned her eyes to Cassandra, the only one she had never seen before. She raised her hand and injected divine power into the white-haired woman. It is said that Cassandra was absorbed by Glory Warrior after her accident. She has done a lot of work, but also because of the power of prophecy, her body is extremely weak. She can still be protected by the enchantment and divine power in the Temple of the Statue of Liberty, but leaving is simply a dead end. Therefore, although Messiah has seen her photos, But never saw a real person.

"Cassandra, I have troubled you all these years." Misia smiled and said, "Give you the compassion of freedom and glory, are you willing?"

The white-haired woman with a ruddy face and a lot of life saluted again, her cold and misty face rarely passed the excitement of being recognized: "I will obey Your Highness's order."