"do not go."
Sixus raised his hand to stop the others.
"Not sure... Let her try it this way first."
Intense pain accompanies it and penetrates the soul.
At that moment, Xia Yibing seemed to be transported back to that nightmare night along with Chang Xia's knife light.
Soul-wrenching and breath-scarred, she nearly passed out from the experience.
But she still persisted, gritted her teeth, grabbed the blade that was protruding from her chest, and carefully pulled it forward little by little, allowing the tip of the blade to pass through the ball of light and slightly pierce the girl's skin.
She only dared to pierce it a little bit because she knew it would be too painful and she didn't want to let her beloved girl feel the same pain.
And the efforts finally paid off.
Connected with Changxia, this most violent fusion, her soul was finally able to squeeze into the other person's body along the blade, and began to explore and transmit her thoughts to him.
……
In the darkness, Hitzfeld suddenly came to his senses and found himself standing at the door of a villa.
Behind her was an open iron gate. It seemed that no one had come to clean the courtyards on both sides for a long time. All she could see were large areas of wildly growing trees, branches and leaves, and lush weeds. Various flowers and plants that she couldn't name were mixed in among them. A layer of patterned iron fence was faintly visible among these things.
Around me are my childhood playmates, who are laughing and pushing me forward.
She was a little confused.
I feel like I've seen these somewhere...
The door of the villa was pushed open by everyone. She looked carefully and felt that the interior was like a church.
But it’s different from a church.
Below the high platform at the front, a huge pentagram was painted on the ground with a dark red paint. Indecipherable dark runes were painted on the inner corners of each line, and around it were piles of extinguished candles of varying lengths, with their bases glued together by the burnt wax.
In the middle of the pentagram is a high platform for worship, with six supporting columns in two rows around it, connected by six chains, and each supporting column is carved with a naked goddess in different forms.
This scene, which looked like a sacrifice or a seal, frightened the other companions. They stopped outside the range of the pentagram and did not dare to move forward.
But Hitzfeld didn't stop.
Her eyes were fixed on the platform and she chose to keep walking forward. When she reached the front of the platform, she dragged a bench next to it with a creaking sound and placed it underneath. She stepped on it, stood on tiptoe, and took the things down from the platform.
It was a wooden box slightly larger than her palm.
The afternoon sun shone through the colorful blinds onto the wooden box. She saw that it was a deep black, but when it reflected the light she could clearly glimpse layer upon layer of exquisite wood grain.
At that moment, she heard her companions yelling at her.
They said "No! Aisun! Put it back! Or throw it away!"
She wanted to do the same.
But suddenly there was a confused whisper in her ears.
Endless, irregular... It was like ten thousand voices overlapping each other, speaking various languages, with different tones and voices, roaring at her: Open it... Open it!
For some unknown reason, she did as she was told.
The wooden box was opened, and a handful of colorful light jumped out of it, hovering a few centimeters above the box, like the changing aurora, easily attracting her attention.
beautiful……
She couldn't help but reach out to touch it.
Aisuen...
……who!?
The movement paused and she seemed to hear someone talking.
It was suspicious, like the whispers of evil gods. Her instinct told her not to trust that voice.
I will help you, Asun...
The sound continued to come from afar.
Remember you said...
You said you would...
Protect my...
The pupils contracted and the mind seemed to be cracked.
At that moment, a dazzling white light exploded from the front, and a snow-white blade pierced through the aurora and stabbed straight into her chest.
Hitzfeld reacted quickly and controlled his body to dodge.
The blade wasn't moving very fast, so she should be able to dodge it.
"Remember to turn left 3 degrees..."
Another voice.
Ethereal and clear.
It penetrates the curtain of time and rings in my heart.
She subconsciously twisted to the left, and when Hitzfeld came to her senses again, the knife light had already pierced through her with momentum.
"It's best not to eat roadside snacks before getting on the bus..."
Scenes emerged in my mind.
"I'm Xiasha-Imaer, you can call me Xia Yibing..."
Scenes and images are recalled in my mind.
"Really? If you waver just because I don't admit it, then what's the point of having you as a detective?"
"Don't leave me... don't leave..."
"I want to take off your collar and put mine on you."
"So you really think I'm pretty..."
"You said you would...protect me..."
His consciousness quickly returned to normal, and Hitzfeld glared angrily.
Am I actually under the control of the mother tree again?
She remembered everything, and she simply could not forgive herself for forcing Xia to wake her up in this way!
This damn thing!!!
With rage, she tried hard to close the box.
She used all her strength, even at the moment, to activate the natural ball and her left eye, concentrating all her attention on one point, with only one thought in her mind: close it! Send it back!
Aurora trembled and laughed sharply at her.
In a trance, she seemed to sense something, and she looked up little by little, witnessing the zenith collapse and disappear, and the magnificent starry sky reappeared above her.
The creeping nebula vaguely outlines some shadows.
Just like living life.
Getting closer.
Then look down and have a look.
go back!
go back!!!
I know I can't delay any longer.
She tried everything, but it was not enough to close the box.
To be honest, it's a bit desperate.
But at this moment, she remembered her experience in Dragon Country.
By feeling the other person's body, he can simulate the energy manipulation method...
This kind of thing doesn't seem to apply only to the four ancient gods.
After all, I used mimicry to simulate her before...
As soon as her mind moved, her subconscious mind spontaneously called upon the spirits in the same way as she had simulated at that time, deploying them to circulate within her body, passing through the shining spots of light, and outlining a new formation diagram within her body.
The moment the formation was completed, an explosive force surged.
With a "click", the wooden box closed.
The laughter was interrupted.
Aurora was locked up again.
Chapter 81: Finale
[The gorgeous aurora was absorbed by the iron ring, and he covered it with a wooden box with his own hands. ]
The last moment before he opened his eyes, Hitzfeld saw this beautiful illustration.
This work is created entirely from the first-person perspective, very realistic and immersive.
Then she opened her eyes and looked down.
I was holding the same thing in my hand as I imagined.
This is the wooden box that holds the "Crown of Wisdom"...
She still remembered what the wooden box looked like.
This thing should have been thrown away by Xia a long time ago, why would it...hiss——
Before the question was fully processed, my thoughts were interrupted by a feeling of dizziness.
Compared with the burning pain in my left eye - the pain of having a red-hot iron rod poked into my eye socket and stirring it inside, this feeling of dizziness was not that uncomfortable.
At best, it was just like a fever and a cold, so Hitzfeld strengthened his spirit and planned to see what was happening around him.
But she had obviously long forgotten - or perhaps - had never had the chance to understand much about what she had experienced before she lost consciousness.
A heavy object pressed down from above, hitting her shoulder as she gasped, and squeezing her waist backwards.
Even if she was in her prime, she wouldn't have dared to say she could handle such an attack. So without a doubt, she was knocked off her original position by the opponent, and both of them fell from mid-air.
This is... Summer!
Confused and dizzy, Hitzfeld barely came back to his senses.
The reason why she was able to regain consciousness was because of Xia's efforts, plus that familiar touch... She was sure that she would not make a mistake.
Gritting his teeth, he struggled to get the wooden box into his left hand alone under the pressure. Hitzfeld freed his dominant right hand and tried to hug the other's waist like a woman would do to him.
Xia Yibing has a very thin waist, so it is not difficult for her to complete this step.
But the problem that follows is... Hitzfeld saw that the sky was undergoing drastic changes.
They were falling headfirst, so she didn't need to look at this angle carefully, she could see them with just a glance.
The dark clouds were rolling, and they gathered together with the gray fog, roaring like boiling water, and were closing in rapidly at an extremely fast rate.
In the blink of an eye, the gap in the sky was filled again. The fog surged, enveloped, and filled the air... The oppressive atmosphere returned once again.
But it’s not just these things that are making a comeback…
Hitzfeld felt the corners of his mouth tremble.
As she watched, the thousand-meter-wide spiral flower began to disintegrate. Bundles of branches, treetops, condensation, and even honeycomb holes were broken one by one, which also meant that the main force blocking the sea water and the surrounding fog no longer existed.
The huge coral trees were shattered into debris, which fell into the surging waves.
This huge wave was originally pushed aside by the rise of corals, and now that the myth is fading, they are about to fill the gap.
There was no time to make any preparations, he could only hold the woman's waist tightly.
The next moment, violent pressure came down from all directions.
Their falling momentum was suddenly stopped and they were sucked into the vortex, tumbling and spinning with the foam.
