“……… Don't talk about me... Tell us about what else you want to accomplish..."

The old man choked up, trying not to let himself cry.

She has always been reluctant to call the crescent moon a crescent, and she does not want to be so close, because she is afraid that one day the crescent moon will leave her......

What she feared most happened anyway...

"Destruction... It's not your fault, I'm at odds with the priests, and sooner or later I'll be removed...... I ......"

Hazy Crescent had a look on her face, she had known that she would have such a day, since she had ignored the priest's orders.

Her voice is getting quieter and quieter, and she's reached its limit...

Before he finished speaking, he had already closed his eyes, his body no longer had any reaction, and his body temperature gradually dissipated, leaving only coldness.

“………”

Shortly after the death of the crescent moon, a man does not know when he arrived in front of the cage, and he is at odds with the filthy 'chaos' and darkness of the dungeon.

“…… Watching from the side... I'm glad I am. ”

The destruction of the year is very cold to the person who comes, and in the faint light, when you see the gray hair of the person who comes, you already know who he is.

He is the void and the desolation.

“… She asked me to come. ”

The desolation was easy to get to the cell, and there was no other emotion about the destruction of the year, and even more so about the death of the crescent moon.

"Is that the Lord of the Good Age? It's really 'loved'. ”

The year of the destruction did not want to see the desolation, and the tone was mean and sharp.

"You were cursed the other day."

Desolation doesn't care about the attitude of the Destruction of the Year to him at all, but just a few steps towards the destruction of the Age, and he will leave when he finishes his business.

“………”

The destruction of the year was not hated for the desolation at all, and the original sin in her heart was secretly tricky, as if it had captured her heart.

"I can't get you out of here yet."

Desolation walked over to the side of the Destruction of the Age and began to check what spell the Destruction had on it, and how to solve it.

"Can you take the crescent moon out?"

The Age of Destruction didn't want her body to slowly decay in this filthy and dim place, even if it was to be buried, it would be buried in her ninth heaven.

"Nope."

Desolation quickly finished checking the spell on the body of the Age Destroyer, but he didn't start to solve it, was it for some special reason?

"Can that keep her body alive?"

The tone of the year's oracle of destruction was almost pleading, which was very surprising.

“… Kindness. ”

Desolation can make the aura around the crescent moon solidify with a spirit spell in his hand, which is a very simple thing for him, but it is absolutely impossible for him to destroy.

“……… What is the mantra? ”

The Destruction of the Year will not say thank you to the desolation, because he came because the Lord asked him, otherwise how could he have come to such a place.

“… Death curse. It is one who does it. ”

Although the barren words were very heavy, his expression did not change at all, and besides, he was asked by the old man to definitely get this kind of thing done.

“… Oh. ”

The Destruction of the Year returned faintly, of course she knew what the death curse was, and she also knew that the death curse could also have a solution to kill the curse person.

"This spell is activated every two months, and it must be reconciled with 'yin' and yang to ease it, otherwise it will die immediately."

Desolation looked at the crescent moon, and then gave an explanation for the destruction of the year.

“…… Meaning, let me go to a man every two months. ”

The old oracle destroyed her self-deprecating tone, and her black hair covered her red eyes, and she couldn't see the truth inside.