The world is collapsing.

Its destruction also reminds people of the Nibelon root in the Arctic Ocean. Anger and sorrow are constantly heard in the storm, like an elf singing ancient chants.

Xi Ziyue stepped on the spiral staircase, and the accumulated water shattered under her feet into hundreds of crystal pearls, each of which reflected her firm eyes.

"Have you finally made a decision? Do what you want to do the most?"

In the sunny flower room, the mayor sat on the pure black piano and slid the notes out on it casually.

"Well, I not only know what to do, but also how to do it." Xiziyue walked into the flower room and came to the piano.

"So good luck, then I wish you good luck."

"It's your turn next. I'll say anything I want to say. I don't know what to ask anyway."

The mayor shrugged: "Is it really good to be so straightforward and cool? You were so gentle just now, and it makes people love you."

"Aren't you the same? You obviously have a pretty decent face, but when you open your mouth, you remind people of a certain Shota who deserves to be beaten."

The mayor was helpless again.

"The story starts a long time ago, about my prototype meeting with that girl."

The mayor looked out of the garden room, which was originally covered by hazy white light, but as his gaze swept across, the haze was wiped away little by little, and the scene emerged like a cloud of waving.

A dark dungeon.

It's exactly the same as the Easter egg room Nishikozuki saw in that casino.

That was nearly 700 years ago. The darkness of the medieval period enveloped Europe, and wars between religions and civilizations continued.

A mixed-race organization outside of a secret party quietly rose in the border area between Eurasia. They built a large number of research institutes to study the evolutionary path to the pure blood dragon clan, each of which is in charge of the various ethnic groups.

child.

In this case, the ocean meets Lilith, the king of water, and the prehistoric supreme of the dragon clan, in a pitch-black dungeon.

"At that time, my prototype was in a new round of memory reincarnation, and Lilith was also in the memory recovery period. The two met each other in the weakest and cleanest way... Although they were separated by a layer of prisoners

cage."

Xiziyue's heart moved slightly.

It is precisely because of this that the Easter Egg Room exists, which is a material that Lilith is unwilling to give up.

Those strange betting games were also the games they often played at that time. They didn’t require any hardware requirements, as long as the two of them could face each other.

Among these games, story collars should be the game they play the most. In these fragmented stories, many characters and paragraphs are outlined bit by bit, forming the original blueprint of this world.

Later, Lu Mingze was able to get in touch with his brush, and he began to tell stories with his own painting ability, islands, cities, heavy snow, giant ships spewing steam, and castles in the air appeared one by one under his pen.

"But just like the two people's real stories, the stories they wrote were equally unhappy." The mayor moved away from his gaze, and the white light outside the window filled with a new look, covering everything outside.

The revival of the Dragon King, the spread of the Black Death, the call of Leviathan, and the repeated dream raids of the Secret Party. As time goes by, the King of Ocean and Water is constantly moving towards the most perfect form.

On the other hand, Lu Mingze also remembered his identity and purpose as he got along day by day, and finally, one day the destined fight began.

"At the same time, the common story created by the two of them has also ushered in an ending without an end...or as a tragedy ending." The mayor pondered.

"The sadness and anger that this tragedy has also become one of the sources of this world. Every time you meet Lilith, the hatred you feel from her is because of this."

"What about her to you?"

"Yes, she hates me the same way, but she loves me the same way. It is precisely because of this love that I have unique power." The mayor gently pinched his palm.

"What about you and Zhuo Yila?"

"What I have to say should be father and daughter. After all, Lilith is closer to her mother's role."

"Is that why you want to save her?"

The mayor was silent for a moment: "This is also a way to save myself, because I also have a fate that I want to break. Everyone who is enemies with fate is my partner. I help them, just like helping myself."

The piano automatically jingled, and the notes gave people a very disharmonious feeling, and the light and shadow outside the window were swaying for a while.

The mayor also frowned deeply and slowly grabbed his chest.

"You are almost dying?" Xiziyue opened her eyes wide.

A crack spread out from the glass above the head, and the sound was particularly harsh.

"I have made many things that go against Lilith's original intentions, such as guiding Zhuo Yila to the campaign, shooting her, and helping you... Now, it's time to end my mission."

The long corners of the eyes showed deep tiredness.

He stretched his hand to Xiziyue, as if there was an important secret to Xiziyue.

Xiziyue stepped forward and held the other person's hand tightly, not seeing what it was.

The flower house was broken, thousands of cracks splashed out together, fragments flew like heavy snow, and light and shadow flashed in the pure white storm.

The earthquake suddenly intensified! The spiral staircase collapsed further, Xiziyue accumulated strength to jump, shuttled between the falling rocks, getting closer and closer to the target closest to the sky.

The situation is very bad now, not only the inner world, but also the outer world.

Leviathan has landed in Tokyo Bay, with the goal of Yenoebaya. The boss sets Cain's eggs there, which is also the final stage he has prepared.

The dragon descendants who were ambushing the ocean and water around Kassel also launched an offensive. The Henkel family was assisting them in attacking. At the end of the day, they chose to lead the dragons.

The momentum of the earthquake slowed down slightly, and Xiziyue also slowed down, and the breath was heavy.

Very tired, more tired than I thought.

The inner replenishment was not easy for her, on the contrary, it was very tired.

The gratifying fatigue is like a journey that is only a last distance away from the end of my hometown after traveling through the long darkness.

She looked down at her palm, the last gift given to her by the mayor.

【something                for                nothing】

Her third 1/4.

This time there was no fear, it only made people feel calm, the only problem was the fusion object.

"It's finally here."

After crossing the last step, she finally reached the top of the spiral staircase.

This is like an altar that towers into the clouds. The center of the altar is neither a cross nor a sacrifice, but a door wrapped around roses and iron chains.

Xi Ziyue put her palms on the door and gradually exerted force.
Chapter completed!