[But she didn't want to say it.]
[Her eyes are too complicated...]
Before leaving, the tree man came to see her off.
"The ground is safe."
An old tree man wearing a cloak looked towards Detoria.
"Your Highness, please be careful along the way."
"Are you really okay?"
Detoria tilted her head.
"Why do I feel like the breath of spring has disappeared?"
All the tree people fell silent. Only the old tree person sighed and said, "Maybe Ahoyin took a nap..."
"I know you are comforting me, Grandma Year Ring."
Detoria interrupted her.
"But that's not the answer I want."
She set out on her journey, traveling light, carrying nothing but a silver cross sword and a fused dragon horn.
One step out of Temple Mount.
Take a step towards the misty sea.
The hazy fog was roaring at her, but she didn't try to dodge and just cut a hole in the fog and went in.
【——! ! ! 】
At the same time, Hitzfeld and Xia Yibing both felt a continuous severe pain in their brains.
I still feel...
Look, you can still see it...
But after the gray fog opened up... and they truly sneaked into the center of the gray fog, the scenery they saw through Ditria was a thousand times more gorgeous than the Road of Origin!
Sometimes it is a series of regular polygons, and all the contours expand and contract before your eyes.
Sometimes, various terrestrial illusions emerge, ranging from oceans to snow-capped mountains.
Detoria walked in the fog, slaying the evil spirits that rushed towards her with her sword, and using mimicry to change her body structure to survive.
She went deeper and deeper into it.
[Aunt Ossena's final smile is as if she is sure I have got something.]
[Why... does this mean that the truth she knows is actually easy to find here?]
Just as she was daydreaming like this, the fog in front of her suddenly rolled back, revealing a towering mountain and the temple on the top of the mountain.
Ditoliya was stunned for a moment, thinking it was just another illusion.
But blood from the same source won’t lie!
Not just her!
Even Hitzfeld, who was watching from the sidelines - a latecomer who should theoretically have arrived after a long period of time, seemed to have felt the long-lost burning sensation!
This feeling is like the blood in the whole body is boiling.
But it doesn’t hurt!
You can’t go wrong!
That's the Sun King!
Amen Harwin is down there!
Detoria was more anxious than them. She quickly jumped onto the large platform and looked at the female figure with her back to her with trepidation.
Although it was just a back view, she would definitely not make a mistake.
This feeling... and that blonde hair!
"Mother?"
"You shouldn't be here."
What responded to her was another cold tone.
And a touch of...
The sword light is so fast that it transcends time!
Ding!
Detoria had no time to react at all. The sword in her hand shattered under the impact of the sword light, and she was blown away along with it.
Hitzfeld and Xia Yibing had the same experience.
They were carried away by the sword light and flew out of the steps, breaking through the clouds and mist, and directly smashed a cave on the outline of the gray fog, but their momentum did not slow down at all.
[What on earth is——]
Glancing down in horror, Dittoria felt as if something was moving in front of her mother.
can not see clearly……
Can’t see clearly…
But at this moment, she seemed to have thought of something, and her whole face was suddenly dominated by fear.
In the blink of an eye, she was thrown out of the center of the gray fog and landed lightly on the ruins of a floating island. She used her short sword to chop off a blind monster that wanted to pounce on her.
The Treemen were surrounding the ruins to resist more attacks from monsters, and many of them showed surprise when they saw Ditoliya.
The good news is that she is back.
I'm surprised how fast it happened?
It has been ten breaths since she entered?
"I think I know why..."
"No wonder..."
"No wonder she had that expression."
"Your Highness..."
"Take this."
Seeing that the "Annual Rings" was approaching her, Dittoria took off the dragon horn and threw it to the other party, then said some confusing words.
“Don’t worry about destruction coming, because even if it does, it won’t be a scene that our generation will see.”
"The gray fog will recede, and the roots of the tree people can grow deep and sprout in new ground."
"Please keep those relics well. Maybe someone can use them in the future."
"Then Your Highness——"
Nian Lun came over quickly holding the dragon horn.
"The gray fog will recede...what about you?"
"As you can see, they will have some final struggles."
With a sneer, Dittoria raised the broken sword and took a look.
"When I die, help me sink it into the crystal sea."
"Crystal Sea? But that's not—"
"Yes, that is the White Sea in the shadow."
"This is the place where my mother taught me swordsmanship. How beautiful is it in the sunshine?"
"I really want to take a look..."
Chapter 56: The Fruit of Everything (Two in One)
……
Standing on the far left of the dining table, Blood Crystal Crow looked dazed, but in fact something was exploding in his mind.
That's memory.
There are countless real memories that she once thought she "did not have enough authority" and "could not recall".
In the winter of 1774, in Victoria Harbor, West City, the westernmost part of National Square, the world-famous Latadia Cathedral, a "subversive" named Eusirion Vincent Zachariah was lurking here, ordered to investigate the details of the Seran royal family, as a final preparation for the upcoming Ice Moon Revolution.
The world was not peaceful at that time. To the west, the old enemy of Seran, the remnants of the ancient Amen Empire, were watching the situation. To the north, the old enemy Joshua was training his troops. Even the attitude of Aisha Continent in the south was ambiguous.
The most important thing is that the emperor of the Eastern Kingdom is already old and will be buried at any time. His stupidity, like his old age, has made the empire precarious, and the rule that has lasted for many years is already full of cracks.
Everyone is vaguely aware that a storm is about to hit. It is revenge and conspiracy from the ancient times. The virus that has eaten the gods vows to create a new future. It does not hesitate to set up multiple traps and finally set off the "chaos" that the world wants to see.
Of course, I didn’t know at that time what was beating in Emperor Kanso’s chest…
I just came to this capital city following the orders of my father Misero, ready to thrust my hatred into the heart of the Kingdom of God on earth...
And so, "Zachariah" saw... Princess Seran, who was only 14 years old at the time, wore a pure white dress and walked into the hall proudly and elegantly, like a white lily about to bloom, which completely attracted her attention.
The flower was thirsty, so it came to the spring in the center of the hall, leaned over and drank some water.
"Zachariah" didn't know what she was thinking, she knew clearly that it was the enemy. No matter what, she had already embarked on a road of no return, and this person was destined to die in her hands.
But by the time she realized what she was doing, she was already lying on her stomach by the fountain.
She did it on purpose.
He deliberately imitated the princess and bent down to taste the spring water.
The cold running water tasted sweet in my mouth, but I wasn't sure if it was her taste.
[Purple potato pudding, purple ...]
…I did succeed.
Through a series of plots, our hatred grew deeper and deeper.
Thanks to her efforts and outburst, the Holy Oak Palace withstood a group of subversive elements led by my father, Misero. The Ice Moon Revolution failed, and even the giant frost dragon transformed by mimicry was slashed down by her sword.
I also found an opportunity to release the Holy Spear of Disaster in its prime state, which is the representative artifact of Moins, one of the Four Ancient Gods and the God of Disaster and Destruction, and summoned storms, earthquakes, lava and tsunamis directly in the school we attended.
It was called "Puslinden" at that time, and it is probably called "Puslint" now... That place cannot withstand such a natural disaster.
Mount Belukshita, which had stood for many years, was devastated by disasters and was riddled with holes. I also found an opportunity to tell her my wish.
I swear I didn't mean it...but I did...force her most beloved elder to death.
Such hatred should be impossible to resolve.
But on the other hand… we were drawn into the secret realm of the Lord God together, facing a deadly threat—that terrible ancient evil demon. We were forced to support and help each other.
On the other hand, she is indeed too special.
In 1774, she was so high up that she was even made heir to the throne the following spring. Even in a school full of princes and princesses, few dared to disrespect her.
powerful.
elegant.
She is a combination of beauty, strength and wisdom. Everyone says she looks like Victoria, the ancestor of the Harwin family, the equally beautiful and powerful goddess of victory. Her prestige among the people is unmatched, and even I believe she will be the only candidate for King Seran.
Who would have thought... that she was just a discarded pawn.
The real crown prince is someone else.
I'm really not surprised at all. Setting up a target to cover up for the really important people... this is a very common method of the Wang family.
But what surprised me was that I could relate to this experience.
I realized that she and I were actually the same. We were both abandoned by the times, and we both fell from the clouds to the bottom of the valley.
My hatred for her...comes from the envy of the fake for the authentic.
But is that all?
