Chapter 72 Will God Be Afraid Too?

The words on the paper are much more than that.

I wrote a lot and wrote very densely.

It's all about Krisha and the witch's life arrangements, including but not limited to strength improvement, future direction, food, clothing, housing and transportation.

Every outline of the text, every intermittent sentence, is so crooked and awkward, and it can be seen that the writer is in an extremely bad state.

From the suppression of gods.

The final cry from life.

This makes it extremely difficult for the person the witch cares most about to write normally.

But even so, he is still worried about the future of the witch, thinking about the pros and cons for the witch, and lighting the way forward for the witch.

"tutor."

The fingertips were trembling, stroking the surface of the paper, passing over every word on it, feeling the residual warmth from the "sun".

Tick--

Tick--

There was a clear crashing sound, which was the echo of tears falling on the paper.

Krisha stood in the study room where she was the only one, looking at the familiar handwriting on the surface of the paper, her eyes instantly filled with tears, and the tears fell quietly without making any sad sound.

The sunshine from the outside pours in freely, bringing heat and light to all things, making the sea of ​​trees mottled and causing insects and birds to sing in unison.

The world is peaceful in summer.

The witch was silent in pain.

Her eyes no longer had any light, and the only slight fluctuation was the silent cry reflected by the light falling on the surface of the crystal teardrops.

"I obviously...obviously...don't deserve this..."

"It's you who give me the meaning of existence...that's enough..."

"No more needed..."

The picture is silent, but the impact of sadness reaches directly into the soul.

The witch has never cried quietly, sadly, and helplessly like she does now. She still feels that she is completely inferior.

She has no courage and can only rely on Xu Xi to move forward.

She had no power and could only sit back and watch Xu Xi pass away.

She has no emotion and can only give a fake smile.

Her life, the witch's life, is called Krisha Kristina's life.

It's so pale and feeble.

Nothing can be done, nothing can be done.

Looking at the paper, Xu Xi knew that her life was short, but still considered every word for her. Krisha's body trembled even more.

I really want to sink into darkness forever, I really want to never move again.

But no.

The mentor didn't want her to be like this.

He was expecting, encouraging, and hoping that the witch would spread her wings and fly freely into the sky.

Therefore, Krisha stood up again. She was very obedient and listened to Xu Xie's words, and was ready to live according to Xu Xie's orders.

but.

What is the meaning of living?

The witch didn't know, the witch was godless. It wasn't until she saw the word "god" on the paper that her eyes turned slightly and she found the meaning of her existence.

"I want to..."

"I want to do something for my mentor..."

"Even if you are against...the gods."

In the terrifyingly quiet silence, Krisha moved tremblingly, slowly took off the ocean blue necklace around her neck, rubbed it carefully for a while, and then put it into the space ring.

Then, the wand appeared in her hand.

Crunch——

The courtyard door was pushed open, and the rusty door bolt made a slightly harsh sound. Krisa walked out of the door with dull eyes, looking very haggard.

The sun shrouded the witch, but all she could feel was the coldness.

Her mental state was in a daze.

He didn't even notice the stones under his feet.

The witch fell down. After lying quietly for a few seconds, she pressed her delicate fingertips to the ground, pressed her palms hard, and stood up on her own.

She knew that from now on, no one would help her stand up again, so she had to learn to stand up on her own.

Only in this way can the instructor not worry.

Only in this way can we live well.

The midday sun was bright and bright, and the light and shadow intertwined along the way.

Wisps of sunlight passed through the gaps in the dense leaves and fell on the shoulders of the walking witch, like a silent gaze, witnessing her walking farther and farther.

Since then.

The witch will turn into an immortal monster and live alone in this world.

She left the courtyard forever.

Leaving this place that is no longer "home".

No one knew where the witch had gone. It was not until the past four or five years that the mortals living nearby felt something was wrong and realized that there had been no movement in the courtyard for a long time.

Some people were curious and climbed over the wall to check, but all they saw was a lot of dust.

Such anomalies quickly attracted an inspection by the Magician Association, but they could not find anything. All items related to the Xu family were collected and taken away by Krisa.

There are only empty houses left, with doors and windows shaking in the wind, which makes people puzzled.

final.

The incident was classified as a simple disappearance.

Somehow, for a long time in the future, Allenson City was often attacked by sub-dragons, and occasionally even pure-blood dragons attacked.

This matter has become a mystery in Allenson City.

Thirty years later.

Under the will of the gods, many divine churches are still searching for traces of Xu Xie, hoping to find the Holy Domain Magister who may become a new god.

But not long after, a horrifying incident shocked the entire magical world.

Overnight.

The Church of God on the entire northern side of the world was uprooted.

No, it should be more appropriately called annihilation.

At the same time, in different places, a tremendous force descended from the sky, extinguishing the faith of the gods in peace.

The gods came to earth in wrath.

"Who, who is it!?"

"Disrespecting God will lead to death!"

"Wait, this kind of power... Have you ignited the divine fire?!"

The gods who descended to the mortal world are not the original bodies in heaven. Even so, the gods still have great power that is superior to the mortal world.

But even such high and mighty gods.

Despite the advantage in numbers, they still cannot do anything to the witch.

In the end, the two sides tied and the witch left safely.

This incident triggered a crisis of faith among the gods. Countless people regarded the witch as the only true god, so that the gods were furious and ordered a search for the witch's traces.

Another twenty years passed.

Krisha appeared again.

She stood in the sky, and her magic wand struck the void. The vast and majestic magic swept the elements, forming a roar that drowned the world.

One blow, annihilated all the foundations of faith of the gods.

No matter where it was, the church of God was accurately destroyed.

People were afraid and panicked.

They firmly believed that the witch must have an irreconcilable feud with the gods.

Even the gods thought so.

"No, it's too dangerous to stay in the heavens. That guy will attack us sooner or later!"

"If you want to fight, go ahead!"

Some gods are afraid, some gods are scared, and want to escape from the heavens.

Although the magic world is big, it is not the only existence in the chaos. With the power of gods, it is easy to find a new world or hide in the elemental plane.

No god wants to fall.

The terrifying magic from the witch is so scary that even the gods are afraid of it.

But at this moment, it is too late to escape. The earth, wind, water and fire roared and roared, and unknowingly enveloped and blocked the entire heaven.