BGM: Duelist Under the Moon (Chilling Cicada)

That is the power to put all the things that are unacceptable in a person's heart into reality, and those who say that he is a curse are likely to have an attitude of not being able to resist, and those who are obedient are obedient with an attitude of half-pushing and half-accepting.

Natoro said that fate is rubbish, and if it could still speak, it would curse loudly for the injustice of the sky.

It was defeated and banished by stupid mortals, and it was unlucky to go from the Fire Age to the New Age, during which time he might have been reduced to the point of bowing down to mortals if he hadn't taken the initiative to disband his Order.

A god is a god, even if he is down, he will not admit that his past self was wrong, and he will never bow his head.

Natorio undoubtedly has such a stale aristocratic temperament, and has suffered a lot in the following years, unable to extricate himself.

God is a great being, and their greatness comes from the high place they are in, so high that no one can reach it except themselves.

Gods are sad things, and they are things because they have lost the time they seemed to have, called "creatures."

No nostalgia, no regrets, always on top, indifference, tyranny, autocracy?

Still can't.

"Ho ho . ”

The sound of air leaking came from his throat, and the two red lights hidden on Natorio's face looked fixedly at the knife that pierced his body, and the originally fierce and vicious, arrogant and cruel look gradually faded, like the power button of a computer turned off.

"Huh. . . Hehehe... ”

A funny voice that seems to cry and laugh, but it has an inexplicable sadness.

It struggled to make a sound, as if it wanted to leave something for the world, and its hard hands made of rock subconsciously clenched into the air in front of it, as if trying to grasp something, to redeem something that was long gone.

But it probably doesn't have these things, and even if it does, it's meaningless at the moment, because all that awaits it is nothingness.

"Hmph. ”

Suzune's eyes were not good, and she slowly withdrew her short knife, the sharp weapon grinding against the rock and making a cruel tone that made it sick, and the great pain was withdrawn from the ancient body along with life.

The dagger was completely exposed to the air, and the tall humanoid knees suddenly went limp, and the body dissipated into the air as fine points of light as dust in mid-air.

Until the last moment, the two red lights stared upwards, as if they could see through the thick layer of metal to the sky.

I.. I'm not reconciled. ！！

Natorio is dead.

It will be completely vanished, and his name will be blotted from the face of the earth.

Suzune's knife completely erased all traces of its existence, and it was impossible to remember the ancient deity, whether it was the alien race that worshiped it or the historical documents. Only candles will have a record of him.

。。 Or, to rummage through the "dregs of history", maybe there is really a bit of scum left.

"Suzu. ”

Magpie shook his head and smiled, and while sitting back, he hugged his beloved girl into his arms and let her sit on his lap.

"No one can talk to magpies like that!

The girl was angry, her cheeks bulged slightly, how could she have the decisiveness to kill the gods without saying a word just now?

Natoro's attitude of not knowing whether to live or die made her feel unhappy, and the consequence was the complete demise of the other party.

The girl is like a protective kitten, with a clear attitude towards all possible potential threats.

Kill!

Of course, it is unlikely that a person is another person or, even if it is related to warmth and cold, such as a loved one, the feeling is only limited to one's own skin.

However, when this state of "living for someone" becomes a reality, it can have a tremendous power.

This power is non-profit, surreal, and cannot be understood by any individual other than the person involved. Its manifestations are also mostly extreme, exciting, and exciting.

Emotions themselves are restless stimuli, unstable changes, reactions to change—when this emotion rises beyond the sphere of function and pragmatism, it becomes a force of constant and never-ending change.

If you want to find a suitable metaphor, it is "missing".

"Thoughts" are a great force that originates from the inner driving force but is higher than the motive, which arises from the self, is the core of the will and the starting point of desire—and is the source of strength for the orthodox psychic faculty.

Individuals are born with endless possibilities because of their thoughts.

The ancients said that speech has magical powers, and this is what it means.

Relying on a will strong enough to distort reality to change reality is a power system that anyone can get involved in more or less and the actual threshold is unattainable.

There is no shortage of wonderful and beautiful people in the three-color world, but there have always been very few people with psychic abilities.

This is the reason for Suzune's existence, the re-finding of a foothold for this girl who grew up from killing and reduced to a slaughtering machine, and the meaning of her own existence.

To some extent, this point is similar to Fei's "master plot".

"Uh-huh, uh-huh. ”

Magpie smiled, whispered, and wrapped his hands around her waist, soothing the girl's slightly violent emotions, and her eyes rippled with indescribable tenderness.

It is impossible for mortals to have this kind of life experience, they have too many bonds to be so simple—and more importantly, there is no such object.

The nobility of the candle flame is not only embodied in the endless life and power, such things are at best powerful human beings, and they are essentially indistinguishable from mortal things.

What would you think of a crab (oh my god I hate aquatic arthropods) that is so powerful that it can cut through mountains with one pincer and cut new rivers with one foot?

Not a crab yet.

If it's a crab, it's still looking for rotting food in the mud and sand, it's still looking for its kind to mate, it's still going to catch the beach during spawning season, and then it's rushing back.

Human beings are the same, given an incomparably powerful power to human beings in the surface world, it will also quickly self-perish, because it does not have a matching state of life, the height of thinking, just like a three-year-old child holding a nuclear bomb launcher, its spirit is immature, adult society still denies its will, and its final result is only self-destruction.

The candle flame has long been out of this category, it is free from the entire multiverse, it is alienated, it has a wonderful process that can never be replicated, it is unique, irreplaceable, it is a living legend and miracle, making all kinds of impossible possible.

This kind of thinking may be different for different high-level beings, but there are commonalities in some places, and some of them are called "Tao".

The Tao is the means and bridge that connects the self to the multiverse and places oneself on it.

This detachment, detachment, transcendence, is the reason why the candles shine – and even the stars in the sky.

The Tao is higher than the world and comes from itself, like a star that shines through the ages, always in the center of everything, observing with its own will and perspective, and ruling the outside.

Immortal beings are great and worthy of awe, they are not just living legends, they are multiverse rings, they represent the beginning and end of everything, the end of reality and fantasy, and they themselves represent a kind of supreme and endless path.