The Scarlet Sky of Romance Legend

If you send the spirits of this earth to the stars in the sky

I'm afraid that even the trajectories of the stars will be confused.

If you send the spirits of this earth to the gods in heaven

I'm afraid even the dome of the temple is about to collapse.

If you send all the spirits on this earth to the life wheel in the sky

I'm afraid that even the invisible spinning wheel is about to shatter.

I often feel cute and funny, everything in the world is so weird

……

In front of the world, how much is life worth?

what a naive question

The answer is of course

Before the world, life is nothing

everything can be cruel

so much blood shed in the war

There are gods and demons and mortals, old people and children

Death treats them all equally

……

— Excerpt from Sybyl's last prophetic poem

【Prisoner's dream】

In the center of the endless white labyrinth, in that small warm and sunny room, a red-haired man embraced a purple-haired woman, sleeping soundly on a big soft bed.

The clock was ticking, and the half-drawn light rose-colored curtains lazily covered half of the floor-to-ceiling windows. From the sun at noon to the stars at midnight, the scenery outside the window changed with the ticking alarm clock.

The deep blue sky began to whitish in the distance, then slowly took on a brilliant gold - the sun rose.

Chu got up from the bed, looked at Yuan's sleeping face, gently gathered the quilt for her, and got off the bed lightly.

——He still doesn't want to disturb the dream of the girl he loves.

Having nothing to do is really a bit boring, Chu Chu walked to the edge of the floor-to-ceiling window, pressed his palm against the cool glass, looked out the window, his purple eyes widened in surprise.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows is a piece of blue sea, at the moment when the sun is rising, the sea surface is shimmering under the sunlight, a few bird-like fish jump out of the sea surface and bring up sporadic waves, and quickly sink into the depths of the sea water, disappearing.The end of the sky and the sea blurred the boundary—the thin and long white line traversed the blue world, giving a little distinction between the ocean and the sky.Chu suddenly noticed a dark shadow moving at high speed on the sea surface, but did not bring up any waves.He raised his head and suddenly saw the white seagull going away in the sky.

It was a beautiful sight, and at the same time very peaceful.

The whole world seems to be only the "tick" sound of the clock.

Chu looked back, and saw that purple was still curled up on the bed, motionless, sleeping quite peacefully.

After thinking about it for the first time, I decided not to wake her up yet.

If you sleep late, just sleep late. There are beautiful views every day, and you won’t run away with long legs. It’s rare to sleep so peacefully.

In order to prevent the sunlight on his body from interfering with his lover's sleep, Chu gently closed the translucent curtains, stepped back a few steps after finishing, and nodded in satisfaction with his results.

He was still a little bored, and the room was frighteningly monotonous. He looked around unconsciously at first, and finally his eyes fell on the god cage.

There are always statues of gods enshrined in the god cage, but at first I was a little puzzled, how could there be god statues here?He and Yuan are gods themselves, whose statue can they enshrine?

With such curiosity, Chu Chu leaned over to look at the statue in the cage, and when he saw it, he suddenly froze.

It was a very delicate statue, and it was not difficult to see that it was a female sculpture, but perhaps because of its small size, the face that should have been carefully carved was only left blank—it was not blank to say that it was blank. That's right, the general outline of the face is still there, but it's not as delicate as a large sculpture. If there is something special... probably the eyes.

Two crystal-clear amethysts are inlaid in the eye sockets of the goddess, shining brightly under the ray of sunlight that inadvertently leaked through the gaps in the curtains.

The two reflective amethysts made the whole sculpture vivid and vivid. If its texture was not too obvious, some people would probably think that this is a living little goddess.

Unknowingly, he was fascinated by the first sight. He stared blankly at the eyes of the idol, and suddenly couldn't look away.

It was as if... behind those two amethysts, someone was really looking at him.

【Reality】

The pale eyes of the red-haired demon god met those of the purple-haired goddess.

At this moment, the world was completely silent, and the sound of the wind, roar, and fierce battle could not be heard. At that moment, everything was silent, and only the eyes of men and women flowed slowly in the condensed air. There was no fire or explosion. , everything was so quiet and calm, as if someone would speak in the next moment, and said in a familiar and nostalgic tone: "Long time no see."

But they didn't.

Whether it is a demon god or a goddess, they are always silent in this empty silence, without words, without the joy of reuniting old friends or the anger of enemies meeting, there is only... the sadness that withered into a blank.

The wind and the earth were raging, and the silent wind and waves swept past the two people, and the entire battlefield seemed to be swallowed by the tide of sadness.

They just stood there looking at each other calmly, but the aura around them suppressed the entire battlefield.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment forever.

Yan stood in the silent battlefield, and everyone was forced to press the pause button.Turning his face, he saw the red-haired demon god and the purple-haired goddess looking at each other across the long sea of ​​people, like dead leaves and butterflies separated by the sea, or young lovers separated by family hatred in those plays, The only difference is that none of them reached out to each other.

Because it is useless to reach out, the devil fell from the sky to the earth for nine whole mornings and evenings. During these long and short nine days, countless people stretched out their hands and tried to grab the poor child, but he still fell into it in the end. He went to the bottom of hell, far away from the world and even farther away from the kingdom of heaven. Even if he shouted hoarsely, no one could hear his wailing.

Some things cannot be resolved with hard work, and some people cannot be saved by reaching out.

As if destined, those who should fall will eventually fall, and those who should be redeemed will eventually be redeemed, leaving only those hopeless poor people walking alone in the ups and downs of the world, unable to reach the sky or descend to the ground.

Destined—Yan really hated this word, it always reminded her of the woman who was burned to ashes in the church.She dedicated half of her life to fate, and the other half to death, and finally, surrounded by crimson and silver flames, she turned into a wisp of misty smoke in the ruins.

Nothing is left.

Be it soul or body, there was nothing left of Sybil.

She...has nothing left.

Yan was in a trance for a moment, and the sudden surge of fighting will brought her thoughts back to reality.

Chu unfolded the ugly and rugged black wings on the back, setting off a gust of wind and rising into the sky.The sharp exoskeleton tore the wind and made a teeth-piercing sound. This whistle-like sound shattered the tranquil mirror image on the battlefield. The sound filled Yan's eardrums, and the golden shadow smashed the warhammer through the sky, and the trajectory without turning at all seemed to be heading towards Yuan...or in other words, preparing to stand in front of her.

Yan's eyes flickered for a moment, seeing the pitch-black six wings flaring and chasing the golden thunder, she raised her eyebrows and raised the long sword in her hand.

Point forward with the tip of the sword, and make a false cut downward.

The white arc of light broke through the turbulent clouds and connected to the sky and the ground. It was as if a giant who could support the sky with his arms viciously smashed his sharp scimitar to the ground, and then held the handle and pushed the blade forward flatly. The smooth slope was cut, and no devil army was spared wherever it passed.

The too dazzling light stung the soldiers' retinas, and the high-intensity light stimulation blinded them instantly. The nearly perfect formation of the Demon King's army was torn apart by this blow. The servants of the gods in robes quickly rushed into the vacancy left by the dead demon king's army, and took this opportunity to launch a fierce counterattack. They held swords and spears and chanted the names of the gods!

"Ha... aha." Yan showed a harmless smile, and the beauty of blood appeared in the hair.

The demon king's army that was wiped out was just a side effect, and her goal was the one with wings.

Yan's piercing blow happened to be between Lucifer and Lei, and she chose the timing of her shot very cleverly, just when Lei was already in a safe range and Lucifer had no way of avoiding that blow.Facts have proved that fighting is definitely an instinctive behavior for Yan, the pure white arc of light is right in front of Lucifer, he is unable to chase Lei, and can only greet this attack hastily—now the black fallen angel is hanging in front of Lucifer. In the air, the black hair stared at Yan messily, and the blue eyes were full of anger.

"Don't look, that side is the battle between king and king, you and I are too redundant in the past."

Yan stared at Lucifer's blue eyes, and unconsciously tightened his sword hand, as if grasping the power of the world.

She was born to be a destructive weapon, grab her sword and she grabs her strength, her authority, her world, grabs everything she has.

Yan lifted a beautiful sword flower, and looked at Lucifer with a smile on her face, just like she looked at Adam with a blank face not long ago.

"come."

she says.

The red-haired demon god and the purple-haired woman confronted each other on the black iron city wall, and each attack was extremely fierce.

There is no doubt about Chu's combat effectiveness, but Yuan, who has not gone out all year round, is obviously not a pure dead house.

Neither man resorted to spells of mass destruction, because they both knew that would not work for each other: this was the world they had created together, a world whose laws and systems of power were engraved deep within their wills, and so-called spells were nothing more than Follow the rules of the world to mobilize energy to launch an attack, and now they all have the laws of this world in their hands, they can trigger ultimate spells at any time and cancel them at any time, so the competition of rules is meaningless in this battle , They are probably comparing who is the first to admit defeat, or who is the first to despair.

Loving lovers kill each other, this is enough tragic drama in any story, if it is a stage play, then the director will probably try his best to find a melody that can match it for this beautiful and desperate moment, just like a craftsman Find life for them after making puppets.

But at this moment, this melody is simply natural:

In this torrent of black and white, on this battlefield between gods and demons, the sound of chaotic footsteps, the sharp sound of metal collisions, the roar of dying life... It is like a throbbing in the bottom of my heart at a certain moment, when a stone is thrown into a pool of water to disperse The first ripple, the moment a seed breaks and sprouts in the soil...all things, good and bad, are intertwined and irresistibly woven into a mournful movement.

At the beginning of the movement, it seems that someone said that no one can resist fate.

Every attack at the beginning brought a blazing black fire, and the mysterious flame spread across the entire city wall. Yuan stared at the pair of blank eyes, and the golden arc of light flowed across the border between day and night.

She suddenly wanted to cry again.

This is probably the biggest difference between her and Chu, that is, Yuan can never give up everything.

Compared with the whole world, how few people she cares about, she counts only a few, she wants so few things, her wishes are so small, but why in the end she still has to be the few in her heart How about removing one of those people?

Sudden exhaustion and tiredness filled Yuan's chest, and the bony black claws grabbed straight at her face. The man in front of him behaved indifferently and mechanically, as if they were really just strangers.

At this moment, Yuan thought very selfishly, even if she really died, at least it would be a short-term relief... The changes over the years were on her shoulders, making her breathless.

She is a god, that's right, she could have been more selfish and indifferent, for example, merging with Yu to directly kill Chu, this idea might have a high success rate... She had thought of such an idea a long time ago, But she didn't say anything to anyone, and silently kept this thought in the deepest part of her heart.

Gods can be selfish, indifferent, cruel, or ruthless, but... those are not emotions when facing the same kind.

They can watch the ancient times be destroyed in front of their eyes, and the people who abandoned their clan cry in pain, but if they are hostile to their own clan, there are very few people who can really fight each other to wipe their blood.

Sympathy?Worrying about gains and losses?Brotherhood?All adjectives are bullshit.

After all... I still don't want to watch you die in front of me.

When Yuan had almost resigned to his fate, Chu's attack did not fall on her.

The blond-haired Thor held her in his arms, holding the huge hammer with one hand, and golden arcs danced on it; Chu Ban stood not far away with his body arched, half-raised his left hand, and several thunderbolts struck the coke. Jumping on the like body, there was a burst of crackling.

The heroic young man raised his thick and long eyebrows, and the anger in his purple pupils could not be concealed.

"Don't hurt her!"

Ray yelled, and his stupidity was reflected between the lines.

——It’s okay to say it’s just stupid.

These words are very funny under the current situation. Yuan tried to bend the corners of her lips to show a smile, but she couldn't do it anyway. Her face seemed to have froze.

The thunder that wrapped around Chu's arms disappeared, and he slowly raised his head, his eyes without pupils and only the whites of the eyes were empty.

Yuan bit his own lip until it turned white.

Right now, it's almost as if he's dead.

"Go away."

A beast-like roar came from Chu Chu's throat, his voice was hoarse and fragmented.

—like a raging beast.