Scene 145 The Country Where the Stars Fall on the Earth
"In this era, the world has revealed its fragmented destiny to the world. Lies, hopes, truths, beliefs and deliberately concealed history are intertwined and complicated, leaving mortals unable to make a choice., ybdu, Therefore, right and wrong are particularly important - ―and precious.”
This is a starry sky completely different from Warnde. The horizon is like an empty black sphere in the field of vision. The vast starry sky stands upside down on this sphere. The twelve moons run parallel to the sky, forming ten circles with their own trajectories. Two star fields, in these star fields, stars are shining, but among the stars, some appear brighter, and some appear dimmer. They keep extinguishing and lighting up, like lights in the world.
Knudel looked up at the starry sky, her face sparkling, the starlight outlined the arc of her face, her ivory-like skin, and finally she fell into her light silver eyes. She was a little intoxicated looking at the starry sky. She had been traveling abroad for these years. But her appearance has not changed much. It has always been the same as when she was in her thirties. She even had to use magic to make herself look more mature. Her long hair is like a silver waterfall. A pair of amethyst earrings sparkle beside her earlobes. The crystals are hanging below. With some fine gold tassels.
"Teacher." A fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl appeared behind her, then bowed her head deeply and saluted. The girl looks ordinary, and her appearance is not outstanding, but she has a special temperament that makes people feel unpredictable. She is very quiet, and this quietness cannot be said to be indifferent. The girl's eyes reveal a green color. There is no indifference or arrogance, but some tranquility, as if she is always awake and rational. This magnificent starry sky is no different from a piece of stone in her eyes.
"I said, you don't have to call me teacher. Sophia, I haven't taught you anything. Your inheritance does not come from me. You have inherited this name since you were born, for generations, without me. You also She will become the witch of the thirteenth moon." Knudel turned back and looked at the little girl with an elder-like gaze. Although she said this, she still smiled happily.
Sophia didn't answer. She straightened up and asked, "Teacher, what did you ask me to do?"
"Are you still used to being there?"
"I am very accustomed to the fact that the climate of Tonigel is not much different from that of Tosankad. Under the influence of the same order and under the protection of the World Tree, the Seniya people there have not been greatly affected by the outside world. I have not encountered any What difficulties are there——"
"I'm not asking you this," Knudel shook her head dissatisfied: "I'm asking, after moving to a new environment, does my Sophia have someone she likes?"
"..."
The girl shut her mouth sensibly and pretended not to hear the question.
"Okay, okay. Don't be angry,
Knudel knew the temperament of her student. She smiled narrowly and said, "I asked you to come because tonight is very important. Look at the starry sky. This is probably the last time you will see such a starry sky." Sophia, watch carefully. Tonight may be the most lively day in the kingdom of witches since the War of the Saints. Many interests and conspiracies are staged here, the stars go out and light up again, an old era passes away, and a new era will stand up on its ruins. "
"The tide of magic... has begun." Sophia's eyes reflected the light of hundreds of billions of stars, hundreds of billions of stars. Burning brightly, it tells a long story.
The light of Sirius began to dim, and correspondingly, the light of the Star of Narration was faltering.
Solitary hill——
Mephisto sat beside the bed. He reached out and picked up his sword. He held the scabbard in the air for a moment, then silently put it down. As an ascetic sword master, he does not pursue luxury in life. The room he requires is always small, simple, and without any unnecessary decorations. Although he has an exclusive training room, he does not live in it on weekdays. There, there was only a bed, a desk, and a chair in his room. He sat beside the bed, and the shadow of the bed extended infinitely in a certain direction, projecting an endless space that served as the four walls of the house. He had long since disappeared, as if he were sitting in an endless dark space.
This is the land of shadows, the solitary hills, and the realm of the golden sea.
Two figures appeared not far from the Gray Sword Master, like two squirming masses of ink, dripping from mid-air, turning into human forms during the dripping process, and then revealing their faces and facial features, gradually losing color. , forming two people, one in front and one behind. Mephistopheles looked at the person in front of him with a sinking face. In a sense, that was his mortal enemy - the Emperor of the Empire, Constance, the Silver Queen.
But he didn't take action because there was another woman standing behind Constance. The woman looked like a noble lady who could be seen everywhere in the empire. She wore a low-cut dress and her hair was tied up high, revealing the dazzling snow-white scenery from her neck to her chest. A string of sparkling crystal necklaces hung on her swan-like The slender neck complemented each other so well, and there was no hint of nouveau riche at all, as if such luxurious accessories should be used to embellish her pride and beauty. The woman is extremely tall, even among men. She is nearly two heads taller than the Silver Queen, and looks like a giantess in comparison.
The giantess is holding a black object in her hand, and black liquid-like smoke is constantly flowing from the object. A trace of smoke falls from her white palm like a waterfall, blends into the ground, and forms this endless shadow. sea.
That is the most famous magical weapon among the witch clan - the Heart of Darkness, the heart of the Lone Wolf Golden Sea. In the Twilight War, the thirteenth generation of desperate witches killed the lone wolf Jin Hai and used her heart to make an artifact. This is the Heart of Darkness. Relying on the power of this artifact, for countless ages, the The witches of the Dark Moon lineage are almost all the strongest in the witch kingdom, with the exception of two eras.
in this era.
There are three most powerful people in the kingdom of witches, but this generation of desperate witches can only be ranked second.
"Constance," Mephisto said without any intention of taking action, "do you want to die on your own?"
"You can't touch me in front of me," the giantess behind the Silver Queen said. Unexpectedly, her voice was pleasant, but it was full of disdain. Seeing Mephistopheles turn his attention to her, the woman introduced herself: "Agatris, the witch of the Eternal Dark Moon, the believer of the Lone Wolf Golden Sea."
Mephistopheles had no interaction with witches, but he had learned about them from Brando. He frowned: "The power of the extreme realm. There is already a faint aura of the holy realm?"
The giantess wanted to say something more, but Constance had already stretched out a hand to interrupt her. The supreme ruler of the empire looked at Mephistopheles leisurely and smiled slightly: "Grand Duke, although I have already I've heard of your name, but this is the first time I've seen you in person. I've known about the grudges between you and the empire for a long time, but if it weren't for the message Anwei sent back, I really wouldn't have known you were here. Darus’ grandson. No wonder he grew up to this point.”
She stretched out her hand again to stop what Mephistopheles wanted to say: "Don't worry, this is a lonely hill, in the kingdom of witches, this is the world of dreams, you can't kill me, of course I believe Agatherice can too I can’t kill you. I’m not here to settle the grievances between the empire and the empire today. The empire has its own interests, and you have your own justice. I believe you can’t tell clearly with your words who is right and who is wrong.”
"In that case, why are you here?" Mephistopheles replied calmly: "Is Her Majesty the Queen too lonely and wants to find someone to chat with, or is she looking for a new lover?"
Even with the restraint of the Silver Queen, she couldn't help but feel a hint of anger when she heard these words. This guy has been wandering outside for too long. I'm afraid I have forgotten the etiquette of the nobles. She took a breath and replied coldly: "Of course it's to stop you."
"Stop me?" Gray Sword Saint raised his eyebrows: "I understand. Do you want to take action against my students?"
"The rumored Gray Sword Saint's reaction was not as quick as expected." Agatris sneered sharply.
Mephistopheles pretended to pat his cheek and sighed: "But I still don't understand. Constance, you are also the master of the empire after all. It seems that you don't have to take action against a child personally. He is just a child for you. It’s just a count from a small country that you don’t like, I really don’t understand why you would mobilize so many troops.”
"You don't have to trick me, Mephistopheles. As for the identity of Darus' grandson, I really don't need to pay so much attention to it. Even if it is the inheritance of the Dark Dragon, I am not very eager to get it, because I am the Dragon of Darkness, and the Dragon of Darkness is me. Those inheritances are actually just external things to me at this moment."
"My king comes to the world, rules the world, and knows the world-" The witch of Jinhai bowed her head deeply, her face full of reverence.
"But everything today was arranged by someone else," the Silver Queen continued to reply: "She is the master of this country, and I have to consider her opinions carefully."
"King of Witches, why?"
"Because she wants the stars to fall and establish a new kingdom on earth."
"The ideal of a madman." Mephistopheles shook his head disdainfully.
Constance put away the anger on her face and looked up at the starry sky that had filled the sky at some point: "This grand scene is rare to see. If you are not in a hurry, Mephistopheles, you might as well sit down with me and take a look. How it plays out.”
Mephistopheles shook his head slightly and stood up from the bed. As soon as he stood up, the dark world beside the bed was naturally dispelled, and a lifeless gray slowly spread in all directions centered on his footing. When he came, he stretched out his hand, and the sword on the bed automatically flew into his palm. "In this case, I can't leave my students alone and say I won't fight with all my strength."
Agatris seemed to have expected that he would say this. She took a step forward and came to the Silver Queen: "I have wanted to see the Gray Sword Master for a long time. I don't know if he is a person who has lived in vain."
Mephistopheles didn't answer, but there was a strange look on his face.
…
The Land of the Dead, south of Bunosong, a lifeless forest——
Two witches, an old man and a young man, were looking up at the stars in front of a small cabin in the forest. The stars were burning at an accelerated rate, emitting thousands of times the usual light. These lights were intertwined with each other, as if they were staging a fight and war. The Sirius constellation was dim, the Sword Moon was shrouded in a huge shadow, the light of the Star of Narration was shaky, and a meteor passed through the star field where she was. It was her companion star and had disappeared into the infinity. in the darkness.
Small patches of blank space began to appear in the starry sky, like the ashes left after the universe burned out.
…
"Kurul, you are looking for death!" Anwei roared like a dying she-wolf. Her face was covered in blood, a scar snaked down her face, taking away one of her eyeballs, and another wound was on her chest, which was now bloody and bloody, leaving almost only a deep hole. The cold corpses of several young witches lay scattered around the tent. The traces left by the previous battles have profoundly changed this area. The power of magic plowed criss-crossing ravines on the ground after the light exchanged in mid-air and escaped.
Anwei suddenly laughed like crazy: "Hahaha," she pointed at Charles, Babasha and the sugar bowl, pointed at Kurul, and screamed: "You want to put me under house arrest, this It's impossible, you don't understand at all, you don't understand what this day means to us. We will wash away the shadows of the past. We will establish a true king, and a new Witch Queen will be born, just like the coming of the king, this is With the establishment of a new kingdom, all the old things will be washed away.”
She took a deep breath, then showed a sacred expression on her face, looking up at the empty night sky: "Death is not terrible, come on. Death is just rebirth, your lord who is so kind that he is almost ignorant. Will never understand that.”
Charles looked at this scene with a complicated expression, and sighed: "But you still failed, why do you want to die?"
"I failed..." Anwei gasped, staring at Kurul behind everyone with an extremely hateful and complicated look. Although the witch of Sword Moon was not injured, her face was as pale as a A piece of paper symbolizes that the witch's mysterious magic is fading from her body like a tide. She quickly grows old, frail, and becomes a truly ordinary person. But even so, Krul still looked indifferent, not looking at this at all, as if everything was happening in front of him. It's like it has nothing to do with her.
It was this attitude that made Anwei feel angry and slandered: "...it's because of betrayal. I don't understand what attracted you to it. In order to destroy my king's plan, you did not hesitate to use such a forbidden technique. You gave up." Kurul, are you willing to inherit the identity of a witch?"
Kurul finally turned around.
She looked at her former companion as if she were looking at a dead dog: "This is fate, Anwei."
Anwei's eyes widened.
As if he would never die with his eyes in peace.
The middle-aged witch turned around silently, her back to Ciel, and said weakly: "I am no longer a witch, Mr. Ciel. From today on, the inheritance of the Sword Moon Witch will be transferred, and we will no longer be She controls the trajectory of her destiny, because the country of witches has been completely rebuilt. Such battles are not only happening here, but also in many places. After today, Bunosong will no longer be the same Bunosong as before. "
She paused for a moment: "The tide of magic... is coming, and I can feel its majestic pressure."
"Are you leaving, Ms. Krul?" Ciel was stunned for a moment and then asked.
"I am no longer a witch. I am no longer suitable to stay with the king. I will choose the place where I am buried, alone."
Ciel stretched out his hand to stop the woman: "Ms. Kurul, since you are no longer a witch, you no longer need to follow the fate of a witch. Now you are an ordinary person and a citizen of Eruin. I don’t think our lords will let our citizens fend for themselves just because they are too old and frail, not to mention that you have made great achievements for us.”
Krul was slightly startled.
She raised her head, and the dark gaze in her deep-set eyes rested on this young man.
"Anwei is right about one thing. Your lord is too soft-hearted."
she says.
In the night sky of Buenos Aires, the constellation Sirius has burned out, and the Star of Narration is torn apart. The two stars have turned into countless glows and scattered in the dark sky. However, where the two stars fell, there is a slender one on each. A new star is rising.
…
That night, in the Eagle City of Anlek, a little girl named Mikaya dreamed that she picked up a golden scepter from a dark forest.
The name of that scepter is qaath - ancient rune, supreme.
...(To be continued...)
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