The Transcendence of Type-Moon Gensokyo Chapter 2481

To the north of the floating island where the Ostia Palace is located, there is a huge sky fortress that is left alone. It is the cemetery of the royal family of Visbeldandia, from the ancestors two thousand years ago to the previous king. The rulers of the kingdom will be buried here after their death. It is called the Gravekeeper's Palace and is the only place in the entire Ostia region that ordinary people are prohibited from entering except the royal palace.

The Gravekeeper's Palace has been floating here for two thousand years. Until sixteen years ago, the Complete World used it as a base to launch a war against the entire magical world. The final decisive battle with the Creator also took place here. It was once magnificent. The magnificent and huge floating island has also become fragmented. Today, sixteen years later, time flies. The ruins of the ancestors of the royal family have long been destroyed in that war, and the once majestic and huge castle has also turned into ruins. , dilapidated, with only a quarter of the stone wall remaining to support it.

And no one would have thought that the Creator did not lose in the war sixteen years ago. People would never know that the person buried here was not the devil who once tried to destroy the world, but the one who people say saved the world. The hero of the world.

Hero, this word represents tragedy from the beginning.

The rooftop square of the tomb keeper was well protected and was not destroyed by the war. The Creator took off the complicated magic robe and stood quietly on the edge of the square wearing only a cloak. Looking at the entire Ostia, there is no change as it was sixteen years ago.

I am afraid that no one can imagine that the Demon King who once attempted to destroy the world has been the protector guarding the development of Vesbeldandia in the past sixteen years.

"Thank you for your hard work, Yoda... No, I should call you Yustil."

The tombkeeper's palace is located thousands of meters above the ground. The thin air and cold wind blow from time to time against the dilapidated ruins. However, from this thousand meters above the ground, crisp footsteps can be heard.

Luo Zhen wore a pure white dress and walked slowly with one hand behind his back, and walked to the Creator's side.

"My mission has been completed?"

With her golden hair tied up, the Creator was not wearing a magician's hood, showing off her cold and delicate face. She turned her head slightly to look at Luo Zhen. The cold wind from high in the sky could not blow away any of her clothes. She only moved the muscles on her face, revealing a smile that was relaxed yet reminiscent of Beiji Hanfeng. She seemed to have not smiled for a long time, forgetting that a smile should be a gift of warmth.

"Your mission is complete."

Luo Zhen nodded. He didn't have much thought about the Transcendent beside him. Unlike the girls who had various bonds with him, the Transcendent next to him was truly pursuing the truth and had lived for an unknown amount of time. As a seeker, her ending, apart from reaching the highest level like Luo Zhen, is to fall in the pursuit of this process. There is absolutely no third option.

Therefore, there is no need to have too much communication with her now. If one day she becomes a companion and then strengthens the relationship and becomes a Taoist couple, if she falls on the way forward, then she will only be a flower in his memory. Just waves.

"It's finally over, the endless reincarnation, the abominable reincarnation..."

The Creator breathed a sigh of relief and said: "...From today onwards, the Creator will pass away in this world. The hero sealed in this palace will take over the name of the Creator. It is a pity that he is only a human being after all. He will not even need to be sealed after a hundred years. His existence will also die. This world has lost the possibility of parallelism, its history has become unique, and no one can predict the subsequent development, and a new story has begun. "

Behind the Creator's back, the dolls she once created really turned into dolls and lost consciousness. They just stood there quietly as sculptures. With a casual wave of the Creator's hand, those dolls turned into The wind and sand disappeared, and the puppet could never resist the puppet master.

The only one left was the little boy named Fit Avilux. As one of the rare puppets that escaped the control of the puppet master, the Creator deliberately kept him.

"Fite will be left to you. It's up to you to decide how you want to deal with him. The mission of the 'Complete World' has been completed, and I am about to embark on a new journey."

"When we meet again, it may be a different situation, but the greater possibility is that we will never meet again. Now is the time to say goodbye."

Luo Zhen said, he was not cursing, everything he said was true. Of the three thousand transcendents who once spread across the multiverse, there are only two who have truly reached the final form, even if they are still alive. There are probably only five people who can surpass him.

The Creator in front of her is not the best among transcendents. It is more likely that she died in the pursuit of the final truth. Just like the previous dolls, she turned into pieces of wind and sand and disappeared into an unknown world. …

The Creator understood this truth. She didn’t say much. She just straightened her robes, turned around and walked into the depths of the Tomb Keeper’s Palace. “…Unlike you, I need help to travel across the world. External forces, I have been prepared for sixteen years, so let’s say goodbye, those who surpass us and reach the other side first!”

She stepped forward slowly but firmly, and her back gradually disappeared from Luo Zhen's sight. At this time, Luo Zhen focused part of his attention on Feit Avilux and thought for a while. The next step was: "...I have a fate with you. Your predecessor once gave me very important information."

"My lord, you do not exist in my memory."

Staring at a pair of dead fish eyes, the expressionless puppet said this. He did not have any fear. As a puppet, he did not have his own life. He had his own will but was not abandoned by the puppet master. He was already He was most lucky.

"Go to Negi. I believe you will help him deal with some things he doesn't want to do. What's more, you have plans to get in touch with him, right? Because you are deeply attracted to him."

Feit Avilux's originally dead eyes lit up, once again giving the impression that he was a living being. After bowing respectfully, the little boy slowly walked backwards.

In Luo Zhen's perception, it is actually this young man who is most devoted to Negi. According to some people, they are the official match.

Suddenly, a wave of waves that no one could detect came. It was not magic, but something of a higher level. The miracle of traveling across the world was the highest level of mystery. Even a magician with magic power could not detect it. Seeing the changes, a beam of light that only Luo Zhen could see shot straight out from the Tomb Keeper's Palace, piercing the barrier of the Clothes of the World, entering the gap between worlds, looking for the next destination. Also looking for the truth that belongs to the Creator.

"Perhaps she will never be seen again, the true mother of the Rose Girls..."

He sighed softly, and the only thing he could do was silently pray for a miracle to happen and send his blessings to her.

That year, Luo Zhen gave the rose girls souls and bodies, but their life origins came from the gift of the Creator.

Chapter 0161 Father and Mother

The night is as cool as water. The State Guesthouse of Ostia, the Kingdom of Visbeldandia, is located near the royal palace. As the center of Ostia, the Thousand Island City, the environment here is beautiful. The weeping willows on the lakeside are in full bloom under the moonlight. , bees and butterflies occasionally dance during the day, and fireflies shine at night. Sitting by the lake in the courtyard in front of the State Guesthouse, you can see other floating islands flying around in the distance and watch the colorful lights above.

However, although the environment was beautiful, Negi, who walked out of the resting place and sat by the lake, did not pay any attention to the beautiful scenery around him. He just stared blankly into the distance with no color reflected in his eyes.

“Are you at a loss because you can’t find your purpose in life?”

"Why?"

Suddenly, the sound from behind made Negi stiffen. He quickly turned his head and saw Luo Zhen standing behind him at some point.

"Luo..."

As usual, he wanted to shout out "Mr. Luo Zhen" out of habit, but he just said one word and kept silent. After knowing the relationship between Luo Zhen and himself, Negi felt that it was a bit awkward for him to still call him that. It's not polite, but judging from Luo Zhen's usual behavior, he doesn't seem to care much about the identity of 'father and son'.

"You can call me whatever you want. According to ordinary people, I have indeed failed to fulfill my responsibilities as a father, but I am not an ordinary person. Naturally, I will not convey the so-called father's love like ordinary people."

"……Father."

After opening his mouth, Negi still called out the title that he had been waiting for ten years and had been looking forward to calling. However, after whispering "Father", he felt a little excited, but more of it was Incredibly peaceful.

"Don't blame Erica, your mother..."

Luo Zhen walked up and sat on the shore of the lake. He patted his side and motioned for Niji to come over. After a moment of hesitation, Niji walked over and sat down carefully next to him.

"If you want to blame, blame me, just blame this royal status. I think you have grown up and can understand the mission that a person should bear, and the helplessness of drifting with the crowd... You were born with a talent that far exceeds that of others. Talented people, with noble status and bloodline, naturally have to bear a burden that others cannot bear. "

"But...this is not what I want."

Negi said excitedly, but under Luo Zhen's calm gaze, his voice became smaller and smaller.

"I thought you had grown up, but you are still a child."

Luo Zhen laughed dumbly, "...Life is not about getting what you want. A truly mature and strong person can shoulder any life that belongs to him, even if it is hardship, even if it is poverty and sorrow."

"There are some things that you can't choose, Negi... Just like you can't choose your own birth, but Negi, since you are already standing here, you must shoulder your responsibilities and see those things in the distance. Is it a brightly lit city? This is Ostia, the capital of Visbeldandia. The entire kingdom has a population of 35.16 million, which is less than the population of 1.2 billion in the entire magical world. It’s not a lot, and its land area isn’t very large, but it has the longest inheritance and history in the entire magical world, and now, under Erica’s governance, it has the world’s largest military and economic strength.”

"...These people are everything you have to bear, and they are also your destiny since you were born. You can hate them, because it is precisely because of them that you need to lead them that you cannot see since you were born. "With your biological parents, you can only live a childhood in the countryside of Wales, a childhood where you only learn and don't have the love of your parents."

Luo Zhen's eyes were cold and ruthless, like the extreme cold in the deepest part of the abyss, which made Negi couldn't help but shiver, "...Whether you want it or not, you must become the next king of the kingdom and become its leader. Their king, if you hate them, become a tyrant and let them pay for their sins with blood and flesh."

The sound was like a bayonet stabbing into Negi's body, and it was as if he was hallucinating before his eyes, allowing him to see the destruction of a country and the death of its people. That horrific scene made Negi look horrified.

"I...I can't..."

Thinking of the pain and lamentation of 30 million people, the ten-year-old boy did not dare to think deeper.

"Most people can't do it. Whether it's a wise king or a tyrant, it's not that easy to be a king. There haven't been many truly great kings since ancient times."

Luo Zhen smiled heartily, his hand fell on the top of Negi's head, and patted his head, as if to encourage him, making Negi's stiff body gradually soften.

"Then what should I do?"