Jinghua City

Queens

Lechen Castle stands

The night completely erodes the sunlight, dyeing the last corner of the sky black.

Jinghua City is still brightly lit at the moment, and in this cosmopolitan city, the boundary between night and day is always so difficult to delineate.

Sikong Coo rubbed the corners of his sore eyes and examined the copywriting in front of him.

"Ziyan, both parents died, and his sister Ziyu was missing, suspected of death. It has strong explosiveness and intelligence, and other abilities are unknown for the time being......"

From time to time, a few fragments flashed in her mind, Sikong mistakenly wanted to catch them, she knew that it was her own power, the power to manipulate time!

There is something she wants to tell her future self, but she can't see those clips clearly, she is like watching a logical movie in her sleep, until she wakes up, and only remembers the name of the protagonist.

And the fragments that came to her mind were mostly based on a high school student, and that high school student's name was Ziyan.

Sikong put down the copywriter in his hand, and suddenly thought that if it wasn't fate, he would also be at the age of high school, but unfortunately Xiaoluo didn't have the idea of going to school, otherwise he would have arranged her to Qian Jing......

As her thoughts diverged, she slowly reached for the coffee on the side, she was used to having a cup of coffee in the evening. That would make her remember who she was, that she was the master of the underground kingship, that she was the queen of the night.

If the day of China is the world of the Dragon Pavilion, then the dark night is her home field, she flips through the copy, just like the emperor inspecting the territory.

The moment her index finger touched the coffee cup, a purple door suddenly appeared in her mind, and she turned suddenly, and a dark purple door suddenly appeared in the center of the entire room.

Sikong Coo looked at the door in front of him in surprise, it was a door more than three meters high, if it weren't for his bedroom being comparable to an ordinary hall, he was afraid that this door would break through the ceiling.

I was in this room all the time, but I didn't notice it in the slightest, no, it appeared out of nowhere.

There was no warning of danger in his mind, but when a huge door suddenly appeared in his bedroom, it was difficult for anyone to calm down.

"Boom—" A loud roar came from the depths of the door, and Sikong Cuo felt some invisible thread wrap around her, and she established a strange connection with the door.

At this moment, this giant purple door suddenly opened.

A figure wrapped in fire and frost stepped out of it, and it was a young man, a rather handsome young man, whose clothes had been burned by the flames, and his hair was mixed with frost, looking quite embarrassed.

But his back stood like a tower, like a flag.

"Who are you?" Sikong questioned the question, and the invisible barrier slowly bloomed, and once the other party showed hostility, she could make the time of the entire mansion stand still in an instant!

But at the moment when she was ready, the figure disappeared.

Sikong couldn't help but glance, neither the door nor the man wrapped in frost seemed to have ever existed.

No way! That can't be an illusion!

"Squeak~" The bedroom door was slowly pushed open, and only one person in the entire mansion, or even the whole world, had the right to enter her bedroom directly.

"Xiaoluo, can't you sleep?" Sikong Tso calmed down and looked out the door.

The people outside the door did not enter, only a weak voice rang out.

"Sister...... Just now, there was a burst of spatial fluctuations in the bedroom...... "Very terrible spatial fluctuations, so terrible that she woke up from her sleep......

……

Ziyan took out a login device for "Ragnarok II" and handed it to Ziyu, this was originally Qian Jing's, but considering that Ziyu also needed a device, and he couldn't apply for it, he directly "confiscated", well, the student confiscated the teacher. It feels pretty good.

"What is this?"

Ziyu looked at the device in her hand, the shape was a strange bracelet, if she was a normal person, she should be able to feel a little cool.

Touch, taste...... These things have already left her, and if it weren't for the fact that the group killed her, she happened to be in the world of Ragnarok, and I am afraid that she would have left the world like her parents at that time.

But although she survived in the form of a "spirit" with the help of "Ragnarok", her physical body as a human has long since died.

She has been living in the world of Ragnarok in a spiritual form, relying on Ragnarok equipment to communicate with sub-language.

Probably by the favor of the heavens, as she entered the world of Ragnarok, she gradually gained some strange abilities, equivalent to those of Inhumans.

For example, reading other people's brain waves to achieve the effect of pseudo-"mind reading", such as suddenly paralyzing an electronic device, such as appearing in the world as a virtual image.

Nothing is inseparable from the world called Ragnarok.

"If Ragnarok doesn't exclude you from entering, then Ragnarok II should be the same."

"With our strength, it's still too far to want revenge, I won't be naïve to challenge them, I'll do everything I can to arm myself......"

"For example...... Underground kingship?"

"Well, the Underground Throne is indeed my best choice. Because it is the only one that has the ability to wrestle with that force. Qian Jing would never have imagined that his purpose in the first place was to join the underground royal power.

"Then why?" Ziyu asked again

"Because I didn't pay enough attention to it, it's obvious that the other party just tried to introduce me as an ordinary alien, otherwise there wouldn't be a situation like Qian Jing."

"What I want is to use this dragon to help me get my revenge, not to be its claws."

A path to revenge slowly took shape in his mind, and at that moment, his pupils contracted abruptly.

He realized that he was locked in a pair of eyes

"Language, escape!"

He slammed out of the room and ran quickly into the distance, before he could explain anything more, he had to draw "those eyes" away.

He was as fast as a tiger in the Qian mirror, but it was difficult to even move his feet at the moment.

His body couldn't stop trembling, and "those eyes" seemed to be poisonous tongues, wrong! It is more dangerous than a poisonous tongue, and the other party does not hide his consciousness of existence at all, as if a goshawk is looking down on its prey.

Ziyan felt his hands and feet gradually lose consciousness in trembling, and for the first time in his history, he felt fear, like a lamb falling under the teeth of a lion.

Even that force couldn't bring him this fear.

"Bang Dang~"

Finally, he collapsed on the street, unable to take another step.

He turned his head sideways with difficulty, and he heard Ziyu's cry in his ear, and she couldn't leave the room, only to look at him from afar.

"I ...... Are you going to die? ”

His eyes widened with rage, and he saw the source of his fear. His fear came from the golden meteor in the boundless sky.

Golden meteors cut through the night, and crimson flames set the sky on fire. If it were usual, Ziyu would definitely pull herself to make a wish to the stars.

But he is sure that the target of this "meteor" is himself.

It's going to kill itself!!

Time seems to stand still at this moment, the meteors in the sky, the whispers in the distance, and the shouts in the ears...... Everything is eternal.

Are you going to die? Who is going to kill me? So strong that he didn't even have the heart to resist, as if a mortal was afraid of a god......

Is it the gods who want to take my life? Is this a judgment against me?

His hatred, his anger, the girl who looked at him from afar and couldn't stop crying...... Everything seemed so pale.

He is now, infinitely close to death.