because i am stel

Pandora was cut in half, the two pieces of remnant body gave birth to new flesh and blood at the same time.Shirtel, who lost his chest cavity, turned his entire upper body into a mass of flames and then reorganized in a new posture.

Death and rebirth, only in a moment.

The speed of death and resurrection is equal.

Two identical Pandoras simultaneously lift two identical parasols.

And Shirtel, who had regained his posture, also let his own blood flow onto the blade.

Shirtel knew what kind of move it was - Kazami Yuka's double magic cannon, she had received a lot of this trick in the original work and many fan games.And although she didn't know why Pandora, or Gaia's corpse insisted on replicating this move that belonged to Kazami Yuka.But she knew that if the purpose of this technique was to reproduce the original version, then this double magic cannon would only represent the release of pure power!

Strong against strong, needle point against wheat awn.

well.

Miss Shirtle likes this form of fighting - just like the easiest way to untie the nine chains is to cut them open with a sword.What she likes most is the collision of pure power!

As a result, double magic cannons were released from the double parasols.

At the same time, the red and black blade was stained with blood, and the blood flames spread like dusk.

——One of the three phases, God Fall.

No talking, no yelling.

There is never such a lot of leisure in the deathmatch.

And when the two forces collide with each other.On the surface of Mars, a bright glow erupts that can be clearly seen by people on earth in the night after 6 minutes.

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Light, pure light.

The interior of Pure Light is a cross between magic cannon and twilight fire.

About 600 million square kilometers of land were covered and destroyed by this pure light.And at the sixth second when the victory was over, Pure Light was completely occupied by the spreading Twilight Fire.And several tons of land, equivalent to a small half of the Antarctic continent, was peeled off from the surface of the star by the twilight fire extending straight forward because Mars is a sphere!

Victory and defeat.

Pandora's double body is still suspended in place.However, Shirtel appeared about 100 meters behind them with his back turned with his sword fully swung.

It is not the original version of fake and inferior magic cannon, after all, it is no match for this truly incomparable twilight fire.Half of the 600 million square kilometers of land under the feet of both sides is as flat as a mirror, while the other half is torn into a complex pattern of thousands of ravines by uncontrolled forces.

Shirtel raised his sword and turned around.In her eyes, she saw Pandora's body turn into ashes inch by inch.Then the ashes crumbled and disintegrated in the air, and finally there was nothing left.

"It's over." She said, and said to Pandora.

Because she knew that it was only Pandora that ended, not this battlefield.

Her body and mind are alive and her blood is boiling.And under her gaze, around the annihilated remains of Pandora.There are scattered pure stars floating up from the ocean of nothingness.

Fifty years ago, this starlight from a foreign land beheaded the soul of this planet during the process of conception, and parasitized itself on it.

Five seconds ago, Star Soul's last tentacles, Pandora, representing all the remaining sanity and knowledge of Star Soul, died under her sword.

All the gods are dead.

All containers were removed.

Then, the star that no longer enjoys the container will naturally have to escape from its most hidden hiding place.Find new deposits, or confront Miss Shrtle who ruined their good deeds.

Obviously, anyone with wisdom will choose to draw it slowly and avoid its sharp edge under such circumstances.

However, the problem is that even if the power projected by the second traveler wants to escape from here, Miss Shirtel will not allow them to stay in this universe.

Miss Steele had decided the matter.

And whether this starlight aggregate has wisdom or not, it has to face this fact.

Because Pandora's last efforts were not in vain, the immature star soul's exclusive time manipulation that directly corrects the past can no longer be used after the container is destroyed.

And this means that there are only two options left for this group of stars here - first, to face Shirtel.Second, tear apart the space to escape, but when interfering with the space, you also have to face the power of Shier Teer.

Choose one of the two, which side you choose, the final result will not make much difference.

And the same moment when all the stars are overflowing from nothingness.At the feet of Ms. Shirtel, who is not putting on the CG of POSE and other cutscenes, millions of square kilometers of land have all been turned into blazing fires.

Muspelheim, start again.

Then next...

"It's labor-intensive, but there is basically no time for garbage cleaning."

The sword in Miss Shirtle's hand was once again soaked in the twilight fire.

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"Ah!"

The silver-haired, blue-eyed knight girl sneezed—she rubbed the tip of her nose, shook her head slightly after confirming that it was a normal physiological phenomenon—then she picked up the coffee and took a sip from her lips.

The taste of coffee, very bitter.

It's what she likes and what she's used to.

And the bitterness brought her a boost of spirits, allowing her to escape from the previous half-dream.

"Recently, I've been having strange dreams." The silver-haired knight girl sighed slightly melancholy.She stood up and left her desk.Walking to the window, Milan at night was as busy as ever.

Liliana Krannichar - this is her name.And no matter which world line she is in, her name and identity basically remain unchanged.

This meant that she was still a great knight, as long as she raised her head, she could see the bright stars shining in the night—she found that today's Mars seemed brighter than usual.It flickered for a while, and then returned to dimness again in an extraordinarily bright glow.

She knows that Mars is far away from the earth, and that even when Mars is closest to the earth, it takes 4 minutes to run.And no matter what happens on Mars, it is actually nothing to the earthlings who can't do anything.

She is just a great knight, not a legendary demigod.Not to mention the powerful creature she saw in her dream known as the 'God Slayer'.Even if she felt that she might be able to surpass the rank of Grand Knight with a little more effort.However, she knew better that this was just her own illusion.

There is no way, after all, it was not until 100 years ago that someone researched the level above the Grand Knight.And for a mere hundred years, for the earth where there is basically no major war, this little leisure is at most enough to allow a small group of geniuses to step their own feet on this new level.

Liliana didn't think she'd be able to cross that line anytime soon.Nor did she feel the need to be so urgent.After all, there is neither the godslayer in her dream nor the disobedient god in the same dream in this world.As a well-established family, she didn't need to bet her life and future at all.

"But... um, Godslayer."

The silver-haired girl walked away from the window, returned to her desk, and carefully took out a stack of manuscripts from the secret box.

Ah, that's right.Liliana Krannichar.The sword fairy in the twin princesses of Italian knights is behind the scenes.She is a sentimental literary girl.

And the literary girl plans to add some settings to her novel today.

"Hmm... I always feel that the gods and spirits are something. If they want to exist, there must be a prerequisite. It feels a bit cliché to directly set it as a natural birth between heaven and earth. How about..."

"Well, let's assume that visitors from another world brought the seeds of the gods."

She thought to herself, wiggling the nib of the pen following the inspiration in her dream.An elegant woman with long green hair, a red plaid skirt and a sun umbrella was drawn on the manuscript paper in the form of a sketch by her.After the image of the character is set, the only thing left to do is to add settings.

"The name will be called Youxiang for the time being, and we will see if there is a more suitable one later. The origin... Skip it. Let's assume that she is a traveler who drifts randomly between worlds. It just happened to come to this planet. .”

She wrote some notes next to the woman in the painting.

"When she arrived on the earth, the surface of the earth had just had an ocean of life. Then she said [Can this planet also become the earth?], and then stayed on the earth for a long time."

"She didn't like the primitive earth, so she brought fish to the land, and made the soil grow flowers and plants. She cultivated the planet as her garden, so that all the land was full of flowers."

"But she is still lonely, no... no one knows if she is lonely. Because she is just a passer-by after all, and there is no friend of her kind or equivalent here—so one day, she left."

"Where she went, no one knows. But this garden that belongs to her remembers her deeply."

"The flower thinks it needs to bloom for her, the bird thinks it should sing for her. The wind thinks it should lift her skirts. The water thinks it should flow at her feet."

"Garden has remembered her, and after she left, she still pretends that there is still her in this world. Every day, every night. The stage without the protagonist is singing happily. Maybe it's because the garden is too similar. As for one day, she really returned to this planet."

"However, it wasn't her who came back. It was her reverberation, her traces, her reflection in this world—the shadow came alive, and the shadow thought it was her."

"It's a pity. The shadow is just a shadow after all-the shadow is not her after all, and the shadow can't do everything she can do after all. And as time goes by, the shadow and the garden finally realize-she has left, and I can never wait she."

"And so the garden and the shadows collapsed. They realized they were meaningless, they realized that perhaps all they needed was eternal death - and they fought, they killed each other. And in the end, the garden burned down in a fire .And the shadow collapsed into thousands of debris."

"They are all dead. But on their corpses, a new life was conceived. And this composite thing is the first god without self on this earth."

"Because they want to continue the traces of their own existence. And because the ego... makes them feel pain."

Liliana, put down the pen in her hand—these settings subconsciously changed from thoughts to words, as if they had been placed in her mind from the beginning.And after all the content was written, she carefully studied the content of her writing.

"It feels...it seems to be no different from ordinary creation myths." The silver-haired knight princess frowned slightly.

However, a slender hand gently took the manuscript away from her face.

"But as a story, she at least explained the cause and effect clearly." A voice sounded from her ear.

She turned her head subconsciously, and the red-haired girl in her eyes was familiar and close to her.

"You...you are the seventh...not right!"

She shivered violently.

"Who are you! Why are you here!"

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Tomorrow, I can go back to Terra to persecute Kaimaomao_(:з」∠)_

Chapter 140 The Knight's Journey

"I have to ask you this question, why do you think I am here?"

The red-haired girl's tone was calm, but her momentum was unexpectedly fierce—she looked as if she had just left a war.And murderous intent and blood were spreading on her body.

There is a feeling of... very strong.

Liliana subconsciously shortened her head—she instinctively felt that she should kneel down in front of the girl in front of her.But before her subconscious mind was transformed into actual actions, the level of life as a great knight made her hesitate slightly.

What is she...

"Don't remember me?"

The flaming-haired girl tilted her head slightly.

And this made Liliana's heart even more confused and confused.

"You..." The silver-haired lady knight bit her lower lip subconsciously. "...Sirtel... But that was obviously just a dream!"

"It seems that you still remember my name. Don't you think there should be something else besides the name?"

"I..." The knight girl clenched her small fist lightly.

Then let go...

"I don't know... But it's obviously just a dream! It's just a fantasy, a story fabricated out of thin air. You... Are you my hallucination? Or did I make a mistake in my practice and have a schizophrenia?"

"Why do you think it's a fantasy?"

"Because there are no gods or godslayers in this world! I went to school! I know what Occam's razor is. I know that the history of this world is tightly bound together, and there is simply no room for a group of new forces that suddenly inserted into it ——And you..." Liliana rubbed her brows vigorously. "...Even in my dream, you should be a character who rarely appears."

She couldn't remember what was at the end of the dream—only vague fragments, but the specific content was not clear.

"Oh?" The uninvited visitor tilted his head slightly. "Do you think so? Ah... That's true, the world line correction is not a serious time operation. It is a normal operation to leave traces but the clues are blurred. But it doesn't matter, I still have A little reserved itinerary is available."

The flaming-haired girl stood up and walked in Liliana's office like a king inspecting her own territory—she opened the door casually.The headquarters of the association outside the door is still operating as usual.Several passing knights and magicians took a slightly strange look at Liliana's office.But he naturally lowered his head towards the flaming girl.

They certainly didn't know her.But humility instinctively appeared around this group of people with outstanding arts.

Then the girl took steps towards the outside of the association.

"I plan to see what this new city has become."

said the girl.Her steps are brisk and leisurely.

Then when she took three steps, she tilted her head back casually.

"Come on, don't you want to be my guide?"

"Ah? But why should I—" Liliana protested subconsciously.However, while she was expressing her objection, her legs subconsciously moved forward, making her follow behind the girl like a servant.

He said he didn't want to, but his body was quite honest--this kind of old stalker didn't expect it to come in handy.

very funny.

The silver-haired Knight Ji suddenly flushed - she could clearly feel her body.able to decide all his actions.However, the more so, the more awkward she felt.

She felt that she should refuse loudly—but she didn't dare to speak loudly in front of the girl.

She felt that she should turn her head and leave—but she subconsciously followed the girl, waiting for orders.

She thought she might need to shout for help, or check to see if she was under the spell—but her perception and experience told her she wasn't under the spell and calling for help was useless.

Correction - not that it doesn't work, but that it doesn't make sense.Because she vaguely felt that the result of what she did would be to be regarded as mentally retarded by her colleagues in the association, and she would definitely regret doing that later.