Chapter 3133 Afterimage

"I am you."

Ethereal sounds echoed in the dark space.

"You are me."

"Here is your consciousness, and it is also my consciousness."

"But it will...be yours."

"What's the meaning?"

There is no touch, no vision, no hearing, no smell, and no taste, only the fluctuation of consciousness, staying in the endless darkness.

In addition, there is the clear but unknown source of the sound.

"I do not understand."

"Actually, you already understand. It's just that you don't want to admit it, you don't want to take it, you don't want to believe it. Do you still remember the promise you made to me?"

"Promise. Promise. Promise. Promise."

While muttering to myself, scenes of memories appeared before my eyes like a revolving lantern.

That was the scene when I just arrived in Zephyr Continent.

Broken walls and corpses littered the entire village, filled with the smell of death and the pungent smell of blood.

In my ears, a vague but clear voice sounded: Please help me find out the real reason for this arm.

And the last, vague sound: Thank you.

"I remember, you are the original soul of this body. Are you here to take over this body again?"

"You were only half right. I woke up again just because you completed the bond with me and solved the doubts that had puzzled me for a long time. You allowed me to regain the consciousness that originally belonged to me and freed me from confusion. Free from your wandering, from now on, this body will completely belong to you, and I will also go to other worlds to fulfill my destiny."

"Are you here to say goodbye to me?"

I don’t know why, but I suddenly felt an indescribable sense of loss, as if my best friend who had always been with me had been separated from me ever since.

Dependence is always so inconspicuous, farewell is always so unforgettable.

"Don't be sad, don't be sad. I am you and you are me. We are one and there has never been a real separation."

"Can I meet you again?"

"Can't" the ethereal voice was plain and sad: "It's like light and darkness, they can never meet, it's like the sun and the moon, they are always on opposite sides of the sky, but... they have never really been separated, right?"

".Um."

Thousands of words and hundreds of emotions turned into this vague but choked response.

"From now on, you are the true descendant of the ancient fairies. However, I have not been able to unlock the layers of seals in my body. It is only a regret and a sadness."

"It's not your fault. I have also felt sorry and sad for this. These seals are one disaster after another in my life, and they are also one test after another in my life. Only if I pass it can I be qualified. Become a true ancient elf.”

"I have never regarded it as a burden. On the contrary, I feel honored to have these tests and constantly break through myself."

"That's great if you think so."

After that, there was a long, long silence.

"are you still there?"

"Am I still there?"

Two gentle questions rang in my heart.

"time is limited."

The ethereal voice sounded again, this time with relief and reluctance.

"I'm leaving, going to the next world, to complete my mission."

"Are you really leaving?" Sadness and loss permeated my heart again. After a moment of silence, I forced myself to answer in a relaxed voice, but my tone was full of trembling and sadness: "Then I wish you good luck on your journey. Fair wind.”

"Thank you."

The sound became erratic, between bright and dim, and the last lingering sound gently floated into my ears.

"Consider it a farewell gift. I will pour all the power I have accumulated over the years into your body. Although it cannot break the seal, it can help you solve the problem in front of you."

". Give him a good beating and let him know that we goblins are never easy to mess with."

Huhahuhahuha

The moment I regained consciousness, I felt extremely tight in my chest, as if I was suffocating, so I couldn't help but open my mouth wide and breathe fiercely.

As the fresh and cool air breathed into my chest, a feeling of rebirth ignited in my heart.

The eagle's eyes opened, and two rays of cold light burst out.

I didn't sit up directly, but focused my eyes on my chest.

The huge and ferocious wound, like a crocodile's mouth, was healing at an incredible speed.

The mud, weeds, stones, and the dirty blood mixed in it were ruthlessly expelled from the body at the moment the wound healed.

After taking a few long, deep breaths, I jumped up and stood facing the wind like a flagpole.

A few meters away, the fourth apostle Casillas had not yet sheathed his sword.

The moment he saw me standing up, a pair of wolf eyes suddenly burst out with intense light.

"Not dead?" He opened his mouth and showed a ferocious smile. However, the next second, he stood there blankly, with a look of astonishment on his face: "Your injury"

In his eyes, the huge wound that should have been fatal was healing rapidly. At the same time, the killing intent that had originally dissipated condensed again, and this time, both the scale and quality were more terrifying than before.

"The duel isn't over yet, is it?"

I opened my lips lightly and murmured.

Then, he raised his arms, waved his sword, and started a fighting posture.

As the fighting posture unfolded, a completely different momentum from before emerged out of thin air, and in just a few breaths, it formed a swirling wind.

At the moment when the strong wind rose, one combat skill after another penetrated my mind like a revelation.

After a few seconds, I took a deep breath and said slowly: "Come on, let me feel your sword and determination again."

"As you wish."

After grinning, Casillas disappeared again.

However, this time, I actually saw his every move clearly.

It was a ferocious momentum like a wolf running, and a fearless determination to move forward like a pig.

I raised my left hand and stood in front of the sword. A voice sounded in my mind. It was a strange yet familiar voice, but it was not my voice.

What came almost at the same time as the sound was Casillas' knife.

Although it is a broken sword, it is still deadly.

But this time, it failed to hurt me.

I could even clearly see the blade of the blade passing through my body, and clearly feel the coldness of the metal and the sharpness of the blade.

However, it still couldn't hurt me.

It's not that my body is invincible, but that my state is invincible.

This state does not originate from the power of the ancient fairies, but it is closely related to it.

This is the effect of the combat skills given to me by the God of Creation after the power of fairies was imbued into my body.

This is the effect of ghosts and gods.

The moment Casillas swung the knife, the strange yet familiar voice sounded in my mind.

He said: Afterimage of Kaija.