Remembrance of the Goddess of God

first day.

the next day.

Day three.

……

How many days has it been...

Murjia opened his eyes with difficulty, trying to sort out his chaotic mind.

I don't know how long it has been supporting the operation of the space gate. Now Murjia feels that he doesn't even have the strength to blink, let alone the power to use spells.

If it wasn't for the power bestowed by the fairy kings and...the power in his body to support him, Murjia felt that he might have died in Tasheng Luoer on the third day because all the energy in his body was exhausted.

But now...

The golden-green eyes scanned around with difficulty, the square was empty and there was no one there, only a few gray elves were carrying some seriously wounded people to the space gate.And it seems that in the distance, the sound of gray elves fighting with goblins can still be heard.

A gentle force slowly raised Murjia's head, and brought a hard object to Murjia's lips, and then the cool liquid poured down the girl's throat, as if the clear water with mint added made Muerjia Erjia woke up a little bit, and saw clearly the person in front of her who was holding a water glass for her.

"... Lancelot? Why..."

Muerjia looked at Lancelot in confusion, but the young knight just smiled, and instead of answering Murjia's question, he talked about another matter.

"The residents of Tower Saint Rolle have been evacuated."

"...It's over...?"

Murjia made a sound slowly, her slender eyebrows were slowly locked together.

——She clearly heard that there was still the sound of fighting on the side of the city wall of Ta San Roll...

"It's over." Lancelot replied simply, "The remaining fighters have decided not to leave Tower Saint Rolle, they decided to die here with the city. Tismi will come over in a while, and then the three of us Let's leave together."

The boy with blond hair and sky-like blue eyes answered firmly.Lancelot even stretched out his hand and carefully touched Murjia's hair, trying to calm down the girl's emotions.

"They won't leave—it's the warriors' decision, Murja. You don't... blame yourself."

The elf's golden-green eyes stared straight at him, as if wanting a firm promise.But Murjia's body couldn't sustain being awake for too long, so he fell back into a deep sleep before Lancelow answered her.

Lancelot carefully hugged Murjia to the bench that the gray elves placed on the square, and then turned his head to look at the lord of the gray elves standing beside him.

Ryder doesn't seem to be planning to leave Tower St. Raul anymore. This gray elf, who is still in his prime, puts on a gorgeous costume made of Clodourina, which keeps changing colors, and paints a picture on his face with a kind of paint. It is more delicate and complicated, and it is said that the pattern is only used in the ceremony of the elven royal family's ascension to the emperor.

He seemed to want to die in his most formal form in the city he had worked so hard to make flourish.

Ryder looked at Lancelow's worried expression, and smiled slightly, "You don't have to worry too much about the holder of Pangrachi, the young man whom Adolina likes. This girl from the Ayhen tribe doesn't have you As fragile as imagined, she only became what she is now because she lost too much physical strength. When she returns to Boris Youngde, sleep well and eat a few meals, the elves will return to our healthiest look."

Lancelot's face blushed immediately, but the boy insisted on speaking.

"... I... I'm not worried about this, I just... I have a bad feeling, although I'm not sure..."

"Can our soldiers still hold on?"

The old dwarf used the Stone of the Dead, Lirfair, to take back the souls of the gray elves who died in battle (it is better to wait in Lilfair to be resurrected by the elves using the Dagda furnace than to let the souls of these warriors fall into the hands of the nameless beast. It’s better to eat it, Tesmi already knew a lot of secrets about the nameless beast from the Stone of the Dead), then turned around, got on her donkey, and urged it to run towards the space gate past.

Behind him, there were not many warriors who were determined to fight to the death in Tower Saint Roll, and some goblins had already successfully climbed the city wall.In the next moment, they will be killed by the elves or retreat from the city wall, but these warriors can't support them for long.

"But we can always support old Tesmee long enough for his short legs to walk to the center of the city!"

As Tesme left, he heard a young soldier shouting these words out loud in a singing tone.

The old wizard of the dwarves took a sad look at the city wall, and then accelerated the speed of the donkey under him.

And just after Tesmi ran for a while, a scream came from the city wall!

The goblin's witch fire swelled up with the screams, but it took only a few breaths to engulf the city wall that had already been run by Tesmi more than 700 meters away.

The tall city walls of the Tower of St. Roll just disappeared.

Tesmi turned her head and looked at it in fear, and then urged her donkey to speed up even more desperately—the poor beast also sensed the danger behind, and was throwing the horse's speed with her four hooves.

And after the old dwarf finally avoided the sight of the goblins after a few turns, the goblin's witch fire slowly gathered at the disappeared city wall.

In the black and purple flames, a pale and tall figure appeared.The goblins bowed down to him one after another, knocking their heads heavily on the ground to show their submission to him.

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"Lancelot, fast enter the space gate—the nameless beast has appeared!!!"

When Tesmi yelled this sentence at them, Lancelot was really stunned for a moment without reacting.However, Murjia woke up immediately.

It seems that there is any vocabulary for her, and she will immediately be on guard whenever she hears it.

Murjia seemed to use his excitement to squeeze his remaining physical strength, not only woke up, but even stood up staggeringly and walked towards Lancelot!

"Let's go!——I still have to maintain the space door to let Tesme in——you go first!"

The girl's strength was astonishing in an instant - Lancelot was pushed by her and staggered, and fell backwards into the space door.

Then, Tesmi also rushed into the space door on a donkey.

Muerjia smiled wearily, and was about to step into the open door with the support of the rushing Ryder——

"Do you think I'll allow the master of Pangrachi to escape from me?"

It was a cold and sticky voice, not so much like a snake, but more like some kind of monster.And when this sound sounded, Murjia suddenly felt that the movements of Ryder around her froze—when the girl turned her head, she saw the head of the city lord of Tower Saint Raul that had just flown into the air!

Losing support, Muerjia slumped on the ground after shaking—she really didn't have the strength to stand up anymore.

"It's different from the other things that are just imitations... In the city of Windu Saidi, there is only one real sacred object, and that is the king of swords, Pangla, named after the 'Avenger' Strange. Just like the spear Lunasad who stayed in the city of fire, the holy grail Agdal in the city of water, and the stone of the dead in the city of earth..." The cold voice continued to sound from far to near.Accompanied by this voice, a tall and pale figure who wrapped himself in black cloth slowly walked onto the ground in the square.

"Therefore, only the elves who were born from the element of air are the real masters of Wendu Saidi, and only the elves who have been approved by Pangraqi and become his eternal master and half body...

Only then may it be the only enemy I fear..."

The voice of the nameless beast was cold, but it said words that made Murjia feel weird and unbelievable - even the most deviant Miltin would not say something like, "The real holy thing in the Wind City is only Pangla Qi' such words!

But now is not the time to think about such things.

Murjia sneered softly, "So, you have to kill me before the 'enemy' grows up."

"...No...wrong..."

The Nameless Beast nodded, and raised his hand, a spear burning with dark purple flames appeared in his right hand.

God-killing spear, Runge.

But now, this spear, which was originally noble and pure, and whose flames were ignited only to burn out the evil in the bearer's body and make it possess the four virtues of perseverance, bravery, restraint, and honesty, has fallen.Murjia could even smell the bloody smell emanating from the inside of the spear, and saw the weeping wraith wrapped around the spear.

She could also see the Grim Reaper following the spear, floating in mid-air and reaching out to her...

The elf closed her eyes, waiting for the pain of being pierced by the spear - she knew that she had no strength left to struggle, it would be better to just wait for death, at least there would be less pain.

—Anyway, everyone else is safe!

The nameless beast seemed surprised for a moment. It didn't expect that the owner of Panglaqi would wait for death so honestly, but soon he laughed triumphantly.

And the spear in his hand stabbed at Murjia fiercely!

clang--

In fact, it was not too loud a sound of metal colliding sounded in Murjia's ear.

The elf opened his eyes in surprise, and what he saw was...

It's Lancelot!

The young knight half-kneeled beside Murjia, holding his knight sword in both hands to block the blow of the spear.While protecting the elf, Lancelot's saber, which he cherished very much and obtained from his father, was also broken from the middle.Murjia happened to see the whole process from the first half of the steel sword being broken to falling into the dust.

"... Lancelot?"

"it's me."

Lancelot stood up, blocking Murjia behind.Murjia couldn't see the expression on the knight's face, she just smiled wryly, and summoned Panglaqi with the last bit of strength.In exchange, the space door was completely closed at the same time, and completely disappeared behind the two of them at an extremely fast speed.

When Murjia delivered the bronze sword to Lancelow, the nameless beast was looking at the knight who had just rushed out of the space gate with great interest.

"...Ah, the person Adolina loves? It's really rare, that weak guy actually chose to be so... little elf, what's the use of you handing him Panglaqi? It's not in your real In the hands of the master, even if he is the king of all sword weapons, how much power can he really display?"

"..." Lancelot didn't reply. The knight's sky-blue eyes quietly looked at the figure hidden under the black cloth, and he stood as if he had prepared everything and was just waiting to start the battle.

Murjia sat silently behind the knight, it seemed that there was a silver-white light continuously gathering and spreading on the elf, with weak power fluctuations.

"...Why does it have to come back even though it has already left?" The nameless beast seemed to be speaking more and more loudly, and even the cold and sticky voice became sharper. "Well, it's because of...love?"

Regardless of whether it was Lancelot or Murjia, the thoughts of the two young people seemed to froze after the nameless beast taunted the word 'love'.

But from the sound, the nameless beast seemed to be laughing more happily.

"It's so cute...Young children always do things that make me happy. But young knight, do you really think so in your heart?"

The Nameless Beast let go of the right hand holding the spear Runge.After the spear disappeared into the air, the nameless beast slowly raised his pale hands, reaching for the cloth covering his own face.

"Come and see, what do you really want..."

The face of the nameless beast was suddenly exposed to the sunlight.

Murjia only heard Lancelot gasp, and suddenly staggered!

"Lancelot?!"

The elf anxiously tried to figure out why Lancelot suddenly became abnormal. From her eyesight, Lancelot had not been cast with any weird curse or witchcraft, so why...

Lancelot's whole body was trembling, and he could hardly stand on the stable ground of the Tower Saint-Roll Square.Murjia just tugged on the corner of the knight's clothes anxiously, and Lancelot staggered back to Murjia along with this force!

The elf's golden-green eyes met squarely in the face of the Nameless Beast.

For a moment, Murjia felt that he couldn't think of anything.

The face of the nameless beast... that is, that is... that is...

That was Murjia's own face!

No... It's still different, Murjia's face is always expressionless, making this beautiful face that can actually surpass Queen Lianna and Queen Igmel look like a cold sculpture, but the nameless beast s face……

It was distorted by pain, despair and hatred, with all the malicious faces in Murjia's 16 years of life from childhood to adulthood.

"Remember, the true face of the Nameless Beast is concealed by his own power, and no one can see his own face in his face—your own distorted by all the malice in your heart .”

"Only people who have never had any malice in their hearts can see the real face of the nameless beast, so you don't have to count on it, Murjia, but you must remember—if you meet the nameless beast one day, don't pay attention to him What does your face look like - that's just the evil thoughts in your heart, not your real self!"

——Lancelow was afraid because of this... After all, he didn't know that it was just the spell of the nameless beast...

Murjia gasped in embarrassment, and stretched out his hand hard to hold Lancelow's trembling left hand, which was not holding the sword.

The body temperature of the elves was slightly lower than that of humans, covering Lancelot's hands, which miraculously calmed down the panicked and shocked knight.

The sky blue eyes lowered for a moment and then raised again, this time Lancelow was not frightened by his face distorted like a demon without evil thoughts.

The bronze sword, whose appearance was so damaged that it seemed that it would be broken by another impact, slowly emitted azure light in the knight's hand, and the sound of the wind whizzed along with Fangraqi's call, swirling around Murjia and Lancelot stand up.