As the vortex of gold and black appeared on the stage, Shade and Miss Sylvia walked out holding hands.
Luvia, who was waiting for news at the Wilde Opera House, rushed over immediately, followed by Tifa.
"The result is very good, I opened the key immediately. Oh, is there any new news?"
Shade also asked, Tifa nodded slightly and looked at Shade worriedly:
"Miss Bayas witnessed the first Randall flower blooming. That was more than an hour ago."
"So according to estimates, the crazy guardian will finally appear?"
Miss Sylvia asked, Luvia's voice was very calm:
"Let's wait until Shade comes back. It will only last three seconds anyway."
Shade took out the time key, looked at the cat on his shoulder, and finally did not hand it over. Instead, he stroked it and turned it into a toy and put it away.
"Mia still follows me, I already know what to do next. Also, where is Sirius?"
He was still worried about the less than perfect ending.
"Don't worry, we didn't let her leave the opera house all night. Now she is helping prepare the potion in the basement."
Luvia said, and Shade was relieved:
"Don't worry about having to sacrifice her. I got something good this time."
I took out the Heart of the Earth (fragment) from my pocket. Compared with the golden stone, it was not only larger in size. The ancient and heavy power almost immediately attracted the attention of the girls.
Feeling suffocated, a life ring even appeared directly behind Luvia, and then the five-ring miraculous spirit rune - Heart of the Earth was engraved on it.
Shade would not comment on this.
"May the World Tree protect me in infinite time."
After a simple hug, Shade said goodbye to the girls who were worried about him, and then inserted the almost completely broken key in his hand into the door frame in front of him.
Click~
【Outlander, you have stepped into the "corridor of time".】
[Message from the ancient god "Father of the Infinite Tree":]
[Autumn of the Fifth Age, 3028, Northern Continent, Yongye City.]
[Event: The Whispering of the Curtain of Eternal Night.]
【Duration 3 minutes (5/4).】
【You have obtained additional information.】
[The figure of the father of the infinite tree looks at you.]
Compared with the normal time tasks, the content obtained this time is relatively brief. There are no extra tasks and no extra task rewards, and the number of times has also become a weird "5/4". Shade knew that he could get an extra
The opportunity is already the limit, and he does not expect that he can have a second chance.
"So, we must solve the problem once and for all!"
After entering the white mist, he did not step forward immediately, but stopped taking a deep breath.
Once he continues to move forward, he may immediately return to the palace of the old god of night. He needs to be prepared to take Fiona away while facing the old god directly.
"Although burning divinity is not feasible, the afterglow of divinity is still useful."
He touched his body, and although he didn't have any hope, he still brought some relics with him before setting off, and even held the [Night Watchman] in his hand. But at this time, he didn't bring any items.
"So, we can only rely on this."
He took out the parchment with the handwriting of the writer and the princess, and read the story written on it for the last time.
After telling the story to the old gods just now, although the spiritual runes did not appear for the time being, the familiar throbbing feeling in his heart had already appeared. For Shade, the acquisition and formation of these "fairy tale mystery locks" have always been part of storytelling.
It's not the most important link. The most important link is that he understands these fairy tales and understands the similar qualities he possesses.
This is not a power that can be understood through deliberate study. What is needed is to use your own stories to reflect those fairy tales.
From the very beginning when Shade got the "little match girl" out of "pity", he knew that fairy tale puzzles could never be learned by deliberately arranging them. But now, he knew that another opportunity had come.
.
"Fiona, I will take you away safely."
The pressure of the gods that could be felt with one step and the sense of crisis that made his scalp numb urged Shade to stay away from such a dangerous place, but thinking of the promise, Shade strengthened his confidence.
The thick steam mist mixes with the white mist around it. In the depths of the lingering white mist, as the whistle and bells sound in the silent space, a life ring exuding brilliant four-color brilliance emerges.
Behind Sha De.
He clutched the parchment prepared for him by Dorothy and Lesia, and finally took another step forward.
"Shad!"
It was clear that one moment when he was facing the god sitting behind the curtain, he was still being hugged by the man in front of him, but the next moment, white mist emerged from an unknown corner and directly took away Sha De who was hugging him.
The witch Fiona Drago can never use any words to describe her mood at this moment. Shade's departure also represents the disappearance of the brilliance of the sun and moon. The endless darkness of night invades,
The power that represented the opposite of day, represented darkness, shadow and emptiness, almost immediately caused her consciousness to drift towards the deepest dreams.
At this moment, it seemed that time had stood still in the eyes of the Dragon Witch. She had many questions and many unwillingnesses. At the last moment of life and consciousness, the picture of a life that was not very long was before her eyes.
Flickering, she actually realized that she was so lucky.
Although he was born in the Red Dragon royal family, his childhood life was not satisfactory because of his mixed-race status and his mother's embarrassing background. After leaving the family, he went out to make a living alone. On that summer afternoon in the scorching sun, in a town whose name he had almost forgotten, he wore a summer coat to escape the heat.
His tattered cloak hid his tail, and when he was selling sunscreen potions in the ruins of the Fourth Age castle, he met Miss Myrna Feliana and Miss Brienne Olanold who came holding a parasol.
"What did I do at that time?"
It was a long time ago memory. I only remember that I was very short at that time, my eyes were big, and the sunshine that day was so hot.
"I seemed to have mustered up the courage to sell them the potion I made, and then accidentally bit my tongue."
So, wearing tattered clothes, I was brought to the hotel where they lived by the teacher in a daze, and then, there was the current red dragon witch Fiona Drago.
The life and experiences I have had since meeting my teacher are simply more bizarre than the fairy tales I heard when I was a child playing with my tail in my mother’s arms. Four years ago in the Gaddis Library in the Silent Valley, I saw the child who came in the snow.
As a young man, I even felt that I might have just been dizzy by the blazing sunshine on that long-past afternoon and fell into a long hallucination. Maybe after waking up, I would still worry about the source of my dinner and the short shelf life of my hand.
Whether the potion can be sold.
But none of this mattered anymore. For a long second, Fiona, whose blood had been sublimated because of Shade's messy ritual, finally clearly felt the traces of time, the horror of life and death, and the oppression of gods.
, she surpassed any mortal in this era and truly touched the power of time.
The secret technique of [Stop Time] that she saw on an ancient scroll many years ago was directly mastered by her because of her desire to live. But this could not save her, it just gave Fiona a chance to do it at the last second.
I thought about my life, the people I miss, my own stories, the lullabies my mother sang and the stories she told when I was young.
But what I thought of at the last moment was actually the story that Shade told and described by her a few minutes ago. The same ordinary background, the same oppression by other members of the family.
However, the lucky Cinderella prayed into the night and got the glass slipper and pumpkin carriage she longed for. And she chose to leave her family and live alone, so she met the teachers and him.
Shade's face seemed to be what she thought of at the last moment of her life. Although she felt guilty for the teacher, Fiona was still willing to forgive herself for being selfish at the moment.
"If I also pray to the moon and the night, will I get a response from you?"
She asked softly in her heart, even if she knew that Shade's departure was an accident, and even if he came back, he could not change the fact that was about to happen. But the unwillingness to die, the nostalgia for life, and the emotions in her heart that she was embarrassed to express still prompted her to
She had this idea.
So, at the last moment before her body was swallowed by the night and she was about to lose consciousness, she said in her heart:
"Praise Silver Moon, praise you."
Nothing seemed to happen, but with the last sigh, she got the response she wished for.
In the sudden white mist, she heard Shade's voice again:
"This is my promise."
In an instant, the light of the silver moon once again dispelled all the darkness around him. The four-color aura flickered on the life ring behind him. Shade, who came to this time again in the white mist, reached out and hugged the trembling Fiona, and then
He turned around and looked directly at the figure behind the curtain above, where he finally saw clearly.
"I promised, then I will definitely do it."
Large swaths of night were peeled off from the space with Shade's return, and then something moved. The power from the great man, this time, was directly vented on Shade's body without reservation, sitting behind the curtain.
The figure did not move visually, but Shade knew that "He" had reached out to him.
"You shouldn't have come back!"
As soon as the words came out of her mouth, the red dragon girl realized that she shouldn't say this kind of sentence at this moment, which was like a sentence in a witch romance novel, but Shade didn't care:
"I promised."
The throbbing in his heart finally reached its peak in the words that came out of his mouth. The approach of the god's power caused the radiance of the divine afterglow on his body to bloom, until the golden light on his body was dragged backwards by the wind pressure like a flame.
The parchment held tightly in Shade's hand burned fiercely, and the beautiful Delarian Common Language letters flew one by one towards the brass wheel ring that was rotating rapidly at the moment. The story was engraved on the ring of life, and at the same time, it also
It was engraved in Shade's heart.
Time gives power to stories, and civilization gives fairy tales foundation. Originally, in the fifth era now, fairy tales that have not been widely circulated are not enough to support the power of ring warlocks, but fortunately, Shade does not belong to the fifth era, and writing
The girls holding the parchment in their hands do not belong to this era either.