Chapter Ninety-Three: The Balance of Life and Death, Acting Death Damien, Participate!
Freya's voice suddenly turned into an emotionless electronic voice, as if it had been read from a script. With the end of the last word, a line of pink fonts that Chu Feiyue didn't recognize flashed on the ruby at the tip of the staff, and then a pattern exactly like the magic array on the sign held by Ruohua appeared on the top of the Space-Time Domination Staff. As this magic array that shimmered pink light took shape, the surrounding fog suddenly dissipated with a "boom".
This closed small world was completely displayed in front of Chu Feiyue's eyes.
Ruohua put down the whiteboard in his hand and rewrote a line of words for Chu Feiyue to see.
[You have a wonderful partner, so happy. 】
"yes, I never knew she was so powerful."
Chu Feiyue stared blankly at the space-time master staff floating in front of him, and muttered.
Freya held the pink magic array above her head, fluttering in front of Chu Feiyue, bombarding Chu Feiyue's head with a chirping sound.
"Oh, hehehe, master, look, Freya is very powerful, very powerful, very powerful......"
Chu Feiyue hung a pair of dead fish eyes, and looked helplessly at the annoying staff like a sparrow in front of her, and felt that it was better not to continue to praise her. Otherwise, this girl's tail will be higher than her head.
Pushing aside the staff that was still chattering, Chu Feiyue stood on the edge of the road that seemed to have no end, looking down with her eyes open.
"Oh, buy cakes!"
It turned out that the place where he was standing was a huge pale gold ring looking at the opposite side. And below this ring, there are seven golden rings that are getting smaller and smaller, but also thicker and thicker, in an orderly manner. The lower the arrangement of the rings, the more complicated the patterns on it became, and when it came to the ring where Chu Feiyue was standing, there was no pattern at all on it.
In the center of the eightfold circle, at the bottom of the circle, there is a dark area. In this pure world, the black sludge is very eye-catching.
"There, Ellie is there!"
Chu Feiyue stood at the edge of the ring, looked at the black dot that was almost at the end of his vision, and said in a distracted manner.
After speaking, Chu Feiyue grabbed the space-time master staff floating behind her, jumped forward, and jumped directly from the top ring.
There is no need for the afterburner of the mage's hand at all, the gravity here itself is tilted, no matter what angle it jumps from, it will definitely fall to the center of the ring in the end, which just saves Chu Feiyue a lot of effort. Maintaining a very even speed, he passed through the seven rings in succession. Every time he passed between the rings, he felt as if he had punctured a plastic sheet, but when he looked closely, he saw that there was nothing at all.
Finally, he landed in the dark area. Feeling Chu Feiyue's arrival, the darkness automatically separated the huge void, as if a big mouth was about to devour Chu Feiyue.
"Is this welcome? Thank you..."
Chu Feiyue rushed into the empty hole without hesitation.
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The Zansong Tribe - Ruins, above.
Aphrodite put away the loot that should have belonged to Chu Feiyue and looked down at the ruins below.
The Zansong tribe has indeed been destroyed, and even the illusory space that has just been newly generated for only two or three days has been destroyed by the super powerful artillery bombardment that is so powerful that it can almost penetrate the enchantment of the violet flower just now, and there is absolutely no possibility of recovering again.
Except for the bottomless pit that may never be repaired, every qiē here will be covered in a sprawling jungle next year. If a shepherd is willing to help, maybe the process will be faster.
The jungle is always like this, with a broad and tolerant heart, it contains a qiē foreign object, and then slowly assimilates them and becomes a part of itself. This is really similar to humans. Thinking of his fellow human beings who had joined human society, Aphrodite couldn't help but shake his head secretly. Haven't those young people who have been criticized by the elders as deviant have been assimilated by human society? Their wives, husbands, children, grandchildren, families, partners, and lives have long been closely linked with human beings, and they cannot be separated.
Elves, humans, hey...
"Huh?"
Aphrodite seemed to sense something, and suddenly turned her head sideways and looked at her side. A few seconds later, a scythe suddenly pierced the space, slicing a spatial rift in the sky from top to bottom. Then, a pair of small white hands suddenly stretched out from the crack, grabbed both sides of the spatial crack, and pulled the crack to both sides.
The space was torn apart by eight seemingly weak fingers, as if a window had been pushed open. Immediately afterwards, a snow-white girl with snow-white hair slowly walked out of the spatial crack. She dragged a large, equally faint white scythe upside down, and a black cat with bat's wings lay on her shoulder.
The girl who suddenly appeared had large black eyes, pale red lips, and almost transparent snow-white skin. Running long downstreams along her cheeks was white hair. A slightly childish appearance, a white dress floating in the air and fluttering in the wind, with conspicuous red shoes. This is a petite girl who seems to be a junior high school student, and she feels a little childish, but it's amazing.
"Death?" Aphrodite tilted her head and asked curiously.
The girl didn't speak, but the black cat on her shoulder rushed to speak: "Yes! We're just dead - don't meow! ”
The girl pulled the black cat off her shoulders and held it in her arms, gagging her by the way. Aphrodite had just noticed that the black cat's eyes were actually white, like the moonlight sprinkled on the ground during the full moon. The red collar also has a large bell on it, and the tail that is upturned upwards has a ring of subtle white hairs at the end. As the black cat struggled in the girl's arms, the bell around her neck also jingled.
"Dani, don't talk nonsense."
Covering the mouth of her noisy companion, the girl raised her head, looked directly at Aphrodite's blue eyes with big dark eyes, and said in a childish and soft voice: "Hello, magician, I am the acting god of death in the realm of death, Damien, this is my companion Dani, please advise." ”
"Aphrodite, the royal chief archmage of the Elven Capital, it's a pleasure to meet you. Can you tell me what you mean? The appearance of the Grim Reaper is always unusual. ”
Aphrodite held the staff in front of her lower abdomen with both hands very solemnly, bowed slightly, and then asked very elegantly.
"I'm here to pick up these kids and take them home. They have lost their most basic consciousness, and they can't even go to the realm of death by themselves, and if they are left here, they will be scattered with the wind in less than half a day. ”
The acting god of death, Damien, reached out and took off the bell around the neck of the black cat named Dani, and held it in his hand with a slight shock, and the melodious bell rang in the heavens and the earth. As the bell spreads, countless milky white UFOs suddenly appear between the ruins of the Zanzon tribe. These flying objects, which looked like fireflies but could be clearly seen in the harsh sunlight, seemed to be mysteriously pulled, slowly and leisurely towards the bell in the hands of the acting god of death.
Looking at the spectacular scene like a hundred rivers flowing into the sea, Aphrodite frowned slightly, tilted her head and asked the acting Grim Reaper girl.
"These are the souls of those trolls, right? It seems that even the deepest subconscious has disappeared, and Kakuen's method of squeezing the soul is really complete. ”
"Yes, they've become as pure as white paper, leaving no trace of their life. I've heard of the feud between elves and trolls, but these children are innocent, they're no longer trolls, and even the meaning of their existence has been cruelly stripped away..."The girl looked at the milky white souls and said softly.
"Don't be sad, Damian, just bring them back to the Realm of Death, and Lord Death will definitely give them a new life."
The black cat flapped its bat-like wings and pressed close to the cheek of the Grim Reaper, wiping away the tears left by the girl with its dexterous tail. Aphrodite also looked at this girl crying for the passage of life in some surprise, and felt that her heart was also quite blocked, and the little schadenfreude about the Zanzon tribe was also thrown into nowhere.
"Well, yes, Lord Death will." The girl wiped the tears from her face with her hand that was not gripping the scythe, and watched as the last trace of milky white soul body was put into the bell. After waiting for a few more moments, seeing that there was no soul to be attracted again, the Grim Reaper Maiden tied the bell to her partner's neck again.
Then, she smiled at Aphrodite and took a small step back, lowering her head slightly.
"My job is done. Thank you to the elves for their great contribution to life, and may your souls always be as pure as the moon. The immature voice of the Grim Reaper Maiden said in a mature tone.
"It's the responsibility of everyone on the ground. In the days when there is no goddess, the only one who can protect life is ourselves. ”
Hearing Aphrodite's answer, Acting Death Damien nodded approvingly. Then, with a wave of her hand, the hand holding the scythe reversed slightly, and the sharp scythe cut a thin slit in the space in front of her. However, this time she didn't use her hands to open the space again, but directly turned the long handle of the scythe, and the arc-shaped blade of the scythe stretched the spatial crack large enough for her to pass through.
"Finally, it's a pleasure to meet you, respected magician. Well, farewell. ”
After saying that, this snow-white girl, who couldn't tell that she was a god of death at all except for the huge scythe, stepped into the spatial crack.
PS: The role of the big bar is thick [loyal dog face]