Vol 5 Chapter 145

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This is a starry sky that is completely different from Warnde. The horizon looks like an empty pitch-black sphere in the field of vision. The vast starry sky is inverted on this sphere. The twelve moons and the sky run side by side to form ten. The two star fields, among them, the stars shine, but among the stars, some appear brighter, and some appear more dim, they are constantly extinguished, constantly lit, like a mortal light.

Knudel looked up at the starry sky, her face gleaming, Xinghui outlined the arc of her face, ivory skin, and finally drowned into the light silver eyes. She looked at the starry sky and was a little intoxicated. But the appearance hasn't changed much. It has always been fixed in his thirties. He even had to use spells to make him look mature. His hair is like a silver waterfall. A pair of amethyst earrings on the earlobe glitter. Hanging under the crystal With some finely divided gold tassel.

"Teacher." A fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl appeared behind her, then bowed her head deeply, and saluted. The girl looked ordinary, and her appearance was not outstanding, but she had a special temperament that made people feel unpredictable. She was very quiet. This kind of quiet was not indifferent, and the girl showed green eyes. It is not indifferent and proud, some are just quiet, as if always sober and sane, this magnificent starry sky is no different from a stone in her eyes.

"I said, you don't have to call me a teacher. Sophia, I haven't taught you anything. Your inheritance does not come from me. You have inherited this name from birth to generation, and without me. You also She will be the witch of the thirteenth month. "Knudel turned back, staring at the little girl, showing the elder's eyes, though she said, she still smiled with relief.

Sophia didn't answer. She straightened up and asked, "Teacher, what are you asking me to do?"

"Do you still get used to it?"

"I'm used to it. Tonigel and Tossangard have little difference in climate. Under the same order and under the shelter of the world tree, the Senes there have not been greatly affected by the outside world. I have not encountered What difficulties-"

"I'm not asking you this," Knudell shook his head dissatisfied. "I'm asking. Did I go to the new environment, did my family Sophia please me?"

"..."

The girl closed her mouth rationally as if she had not heard the question.

"Okay. Don't get angry," Knudell knew in his mind the temperament of the student. A narrow smile: "I asked you to come because this evening is particularly important. You look at this starry sky. This is probably the last time you saw such a starry sky, Sophia. Look at it. Maybe tonight It is the busiest day in the witch's kingdom since the Battle of the Holy One. Many interests and conspiracies are staged here, the stars are extinguished and lit, an old era is gone, and a new era will stand on its ruins. "

"The tide of magic ... began." Sophia's eyes reflected hundreds of billions of stars, billions of stars. It was burning, telling a long story.

The light of Sirius began to dim, corresponding to the trembling of the light of the narrated star.

Lonely High Hills-

Sitting at the bed, Mephisto reached out and picked up his sabre, holding the scabbard in the air for half a minute, then lowered it silently. As a hardworking swordsman, he did not pursue the luxury of life. The room he requested was always small, simple and without any extra decoration. Although he had an exclusive practice room, he would not live on weekdays. There, there was only one bed, a desk, and a chair in his room. He sat beside the bed, and the shadow of the bed extended indefinitely in a certain direction, projecting a boundless space as the walls of the house. Already gone, he was like sitting in an endless dark space.

This is the realm of the kingdom of shadows, solitary high hills, and Gimhae.

The two figures appeared not far from the Grey Swordmaster, just like two groups of squirming ink dripping from mid-air, turning into human figures during the dropping process, and then revealing their faces and features, gradually extruding color , Forming two people one after the other. Mayfest looked at the man in front, sinking like water, in a sense, it was his enemy, the emperor of the empire, Constance, the silver queen.

But he didn't do it, because there was another woman standing behind Constance. The woman looked like a noble lady everywhere in the empire. She wore a low-cut dress and a high-rise hair, showing her neck to her chest. A string of glittering crystal necklaces hung from her. The slender neck is so complementary that there is no smell of upstarts, as if such a luxurious ornament should be used to embellish her pride and beauty. The height of a woman is extremely high, even if it is placed among men. She is nearly two heads taller than the silver queen, in contrast to a giantess.

The giantess was holding a black thing, and the black liquid smoke was constantly flowing on it. A trace of smoke fell like a waterfall from her snow-white palm and merged into the ground to form this endless shadow. The sea.

It was the most famous weapon of the witch family-the heart of darkness, the heart of lone wolf Gimhae. In the battle of twilight, the thirteenth generation of desperate witches killed the lone wolf Gimhae, and made an artifact with her heart. This is the dark heart, relying on the power of this artifact, for several years, Yong The witches of the Dark Moon are almost all the strongest in the country of witches, except for two eras.

in this era.

There are three Xeons in the witch's kingdom, and this generation of desperate witches can only be ranked second.

"Constance," Mayfest did not tend to do. "Do you want to kill yourself?"

"In front of me, you don't want to touch my king," the giantess behind the Queen Silver said, unexpectedly, her voice was so nice, but full of a strong disdain. The woman introduced herself to see Mephisto, and she introduced herself: "Agatelis, the witch of the moon of eternal darkness, the believer of the lone wolf Gimhae."

Mephisto and the witch didn't have much contact, but they had known them from Brando, and he frowned: "The power of the extreme realm. Faintly has the breath of the holy realm?"

The giantess wanted to say something, but Constance had stretched out a hand to interrupt her. The empire's supreme man looked at Mephiste with a smile and smiled, "Grand Duke, although I have long been I have heard of your name, but this is the first time I have seen you in person. I have already known the grudges between you and the empire, but if it wasn't for the message returned by An Wei, I really do n’t know that you are here. Darus's grandson is beside him. No wonder he can grow to this point. "

She stretched out her hand again, stopping what Mephiste wanted to say: "Be assured, here is the solitary high hill, within the kingdom of the witch, here is the world of dreams, you can't kill me, of course I believe that Agadris also I ca n’t kill you, I ’m not here to come to you to end the blame of the empire. The empire has the interests of the empire, and you have your justice. Who is right and who is wrong, I believe it is unclear to use the mouth. "

"That being the case, what are you doing here?" Mephiste replied indifferently. "Is Her Majesty too lonely looking for a personal chat or a new lover?"

Even with the foster of the silver queen, hearing this sentence could not help but feel a little angry, this guy wandered outside for too long. I'm afraid I have forgotten the etiquette of the aristocracy. She took a breath and replied coldly, "Of course to stop you."

"Stop me?" Grey Sword Saint raised a sharp eyebrow. "I see. Do you want to hit my students?"

"The rumored Grey Swordmaster, the reaction is not as fast as expected." Agatrici sneered sarcastically.

Mayfest pretended to pat his cheek and sighed: "But I still don't understand a bit. Constance, you are also the master of an empire, as if you can't afford to shoot a child in person, he is just one of you at all The countless little country count, I really do not understand why you are so active. "

"You don't have to take my word for it, Mephiste. To say that you are the grandson of Dalus, it really doesn't need me to pay so much attention. Even if it is the heritage of the Dark Dragon, I don't really want it very much because I am the Dark Dragon, and the Dark Dragon is me. Those inheritances are, to me at this moment, nothing but external things. "

"My King came to the world, dominated the world, and knew the world-" Jin Hai's witch bowed her head deeply, her face full of reverence.

"But today, all this was arranged by someone else," the Silver Queen continued. "She is the owner of this country, and I have to think carefully about her opinions."

"Witch King, why?"

"Because she wants the stars to fall and build a new, earthly kingdom."

"Crazy ideal." Mephiste shook his head dismissively.

Constance put away the anger on her face and looked up at the starry sky that had nowhere to be seen: "This magnificent sight is a rare sight. If you are not in a hurry, Mayfest, may sit down with me and take a look How it was staged. "

Mephiste shook his head slightly and stood up from the bed. As soon as he stood up, the dark world at the bed was naturally dissipated, and a piece of inanimate gray slowly spread to all directions around his foothold. When he started, he reached out his hand, and the sword on the bed flew into his hand. "That being the case, I can't let my students go and say that I don't have to fight hard."

As if it had been expected that he would say so, Agatris stepped forward to the Silver Queen: "Swordmaster of the Grey, I have long wanted to see it, I don't know if it is a fame."

Mayfest didn't answer, but there was a quirky expression on his face.

...

Country of the Dead, south of Bunosun, a dead forest—

Two witches, one old and one young, looked up at the starry sky in front of the wooden cabin in the forest. The stars were burning fast, emitting thousands of times of light as usual. These lights were intertwined with each other, as if staged a fight and war. The dimness of Sirius, the moon of the sword was shrouded in huge shadows, the light of the narrated star was crumbling, and a shooting star passed through her star field, which was her companion star, which had disappeared into endless In the darkness.

The starry sky flickered, and small blanks began to appear, as if the universe had burned out, and the remaining gray was left.

...

"Kourur, you're looking for death!" An Wei yelled a savage roar like a dying she-wolf. Her face was covered with blood, and a wound meandered from her face, taking away one eyeball, and another wound was on her chest, where the flesh and blood was now blurred, leaving almost only a deep hole. The cold corpses of several young witches slumped around the tent. The traces of previous battles profoundly changed the area. The magical powers plowed crisscrosses on the ground after dispersing in the air.

Suddenly An Wei laughed in a frantic voice: "Hahaha," she pointed at Shire, pointing at Barbassa and the sugar bowl, pointing at Kuru, screaming: "You want to house me, this Impossible, you do not understand at all, do not understand what this day means to us. We will wash away the shadows of the past. Embracing a true king, a new queen is born, just as the king came, this is With the establishment of a new kingdom, everything in the old days will be washed away. "

She took a big breath, and then with a sacred expression on her face, she looked up at the empty night sky of the world: "Death is not terrible, come. Death is just a new life, your lord who is kind and almost foolish. You will never understand this. "

Shire looked at the scene with a complex look, and sighed, "But you still failed, why should you just want to die?"

"I failed ..." An Wei panted, staring at Kourul behind the crowd with a kind of extreme hatred and complex eyes. Although the Witch of the Sword Moon was not hurt, her face was pale. A piece of paper, symbolizing the witch's mysterious magic, is fading from her like a tide. She soon grew old, weak, and became a real ordinary person. But even so, Kuru was still indifferent, and he didn't set his sight on it, as if all this happened in front of him. Nothing like her.

It was this attitude that made An Wei feel angry: "... Because of the betrayal, I don't understand what you have been fascinated with, and in order to undermine my king's plan, you did not hesitate to use such a ban. You gave up Inheriting the identity of the witch, Kourul, are you willing? "

Kurul finally turned his head.

She looked at her old companion as if looking at a dead dog: "This is destiny, An Wei."

An Wei widened her eyes.

Seems dead.

The middle-aged witch turned silently. She turned her back on Shire and said weakly, "I'm no longer a witch. Mr. Shire, starting today, the legacy of the sword moon witch will be transferred, we will no longer She holds the trajectory of her destiny because the kingdom of witches has been completely rebuilt. Such battles are not only here, but also in many places. Today, Bunosun will no longer be the Bunosun of the past. "

She paused for a moment: "The tide of magic ... is coming, and I can feel its majesty."

"Are you leaving, Ms. Kourul." Charm froze and asked.

"I am no longer a witch, and no longer suitable to stay with the king. I will choose where I am buried, alone."

Shire reached out and stopped the woman: "Ms. Kourul, since you are no longer a witch, you no longer need to follow the fate of the witch. Now you are an ordinary person and a national of Eruin. I do n’t think our lord lord will let her live on her own because she is too old and frail, let alone you have done great things for us. ”

Kurur froze slightly.

She raised her head, and the dim eyes in the sunken eyes stopped on the young man.

"An Wei is right. Your Lord Lord is too soft."

she says.

In the night sky of Bunosun, Sirius has burned out. The stars of the story are fragmented, and the two stars are turned into countless glows scattered in the dark sky. However, where the two stars fall, each has a slender one. Rising stars are rising.

...

That night, in the Eagle City of Alek, a little girl named Mikaya dreamed that she had picked up a golden scepter from a dark forest.

The name of the scepter is called qaath-ancient runes, supreme.

…… (To be continued ...)