Chapter 42: Poor Shure

https:// The moment he pushed open the door of the central chamber of the temple, Shure only felt a flower in front of him, and the next moment, he was no longer in the deepest part of the temple, but standing on a barren land.

Lightless Moon.

The large rift on one side was as open as ever in the void, neither expanding nor shrinking, but it could be distinguished by the naked eye, and countless small cracks appeared on the edge of the rift, spreading outward like a spider's web. Although he had no experience in repairing space, at least Shul had knocked on the glass, and he knew very well how dangerous such cracks were, as long as he was subjected to a little more pressure, these cracks would spread quickly, and the space would be completely shattered. But fortunately, at least until now, the crack has not shown signs of getting out of control, so you can imagine how much experience it took to maintain the current state of the goddess.

On the other side, there is the aqua-blue Pavatiga, a beautiful planet that slowly rotates, carrying hundreds of millions of lives on it.

At some point, a slightly smaller moon moved near the Great Rift, and the two moons maintained the same speed, trying to keep the Great Rift under control. Although the bright moon always kept a considerable distance from the dark moon, as if she did not want to have any connection with the dark moon at all, she was present here itself...... Oh, the gods and the apostles, it's really the same candidness.

Overhead is the void that you have long been accustomed to, and under your feet is naturally the familiar earth, the earth still has no life, and on the endless plain of the dark moon, the dark brown gravel ground with dark red stretches all the way to the end of the vision. At the end, in the ubiquitous moon wind, a familiar figure sat on a chair that suddenly appeared, quietly looking up at the most dangerous existence of the twisted void in the air, long black hair scattered behind him, dragging to the ground like a waterfall.

Seeing this figure, Shuer's originally irritable and complicated mood seemed to have suddenly calmed down, and even his expression became a lot more natural, heh, I guess Lisa felt the same way when she saw me, is this the instinct of mortal creatures?

Smiling self-deprecatingly, Shul slowly walked behind the goddess, stepping on the gravel, making a creaking sound, the sound was obviously difficult to hear, and the touch was also very uncomfortable, but for some reason, Shuer still felt that this voice was so kind, hearing it, it was like a traveler returning at night seeing the lights in his home.

Walking behind the goddess, Shur stopped, also raised his head, and looked up at the rift in the air with Lord Luna, no one spoke, the silence crept over the lightless moon, and only the ubiquitous sound of the moon wind echoed in his ears.

After looking up for a long time, Shuer's body suddenly began to tremble slightly, becoming more and more violent, and in the trembling, as if he had suddenly lost the strength to stand, he knelt down on one knee behind the goddess, hanging his head deeply, but still did not say a word.

With a soft sigh, a familiar hand pressed on the top of Shur's head, and Shul remembered that when he had just arrived in Pavatiga and could die every second, it was this hand that pressed on the top of his head and pulled him back from the brink of death.

The familiar hand, gently caressing the top of the head, is like soothing a child covered in bruises, and under the gentle movements, it seems that even the wound is not so painful. Even more gentle than the gesture of stroking was the equally familiar voice, the voice of the goddess seemed to have a magical power, giving Shul the illusion that he had become vulnerable.

"I'm tired. The gentle hand finally pressed on Shure's shoulder, and Luna's cold voice sounded particularly ethereal on the empty moon, "It's really our incompetence to put such a heavy responsibility on the shoulders of a mortal, thank you, Shure." ”

"Praise the Moonless, praise you, Goddess, as your apostle, it is my honor to serve you. Shuer raised his head, showed his usual smile, and said reverently, "What's more, I just had a dream, not heavy, not hard. ”

"It's blasphemy to deceive the gods, Shur. Tilting her head, there was a hint of a smile in the goddess's voice, but she didn't let Shuer do the opposite side of her as before, but let Shuer continue to kneel beside her on one knee, just like ...... She knew that Shure would prefer to do so, "You can hide it from Kaeya's apostle, you can hide it from Lisa's child, you can hide it from Anicka's heir and the writer of knowledge, well, you can even hide it from Kaeya, but...... Do you really think you can hide it from me?"

Shuer's body stiffened, and his palms pressed to the ground turned into fists, and his head hung lower.

"It's a long, long, long dream, Shure. Luna sighed deeply, her voice full of pity and heartache, "And, is it true that you only had 'one' dream?"

Shur didn't answer, but his body trembled a few times again, as if he remembered some terrible memory.

"You wake up and behave so badly that no one else can see it, but I can see it. In particular, your spiritual body has become like us, and it is full of tiredness, with your endurance, it is not like experiencing a dream, destroying the world in a dream with your own hands, it will become like this, if you are really that fragile, you will not be able to get to this point. ”

"Tick", a drop of water dripped on the ground in front of Shuer, he didn't look up, and he didn't know if it was sweat or something else.

"When you woke up, you told the apostle of Kaeya that the ritual had to take place, and you said very firmly, and you said that the issue of the ritual was in Pavatiga, and your tone was very affirmative. If, as you described, the ritual broke down in the middle of the process, then even if the problem really was with Pavatiga, you wouldn't say that, because you can't be sure that there are no other problems, so you will only say it vaguely, so as not to misdirect the gods, and since you say it so accurately, it means that you are sure enough, heh, and a ritual that collapses in the middle of the process is obviously not enough to give you such a great deal of confidence. Luna finally gently lifted Shuer, who was kneeling on one knee, mortals couldn't look directly at the brilliance of the gods, so they still couldn't see the appearance of the goddess clearly, but from the blurred outline, Shuer felt a deep tenderness, "Shuer, I don't want you to hide it from me in this kind of thing, and you definitely didn't come to see me to hide it, so tell me, am I right?"

Sighing as if from the depths of his soul, Xiuer nodded weakly.

"Poor Shure. The goddess patted Shure on the shoulder, "How many times has the ritual been repeated?"

"I don't know. After meeting the goddess, Shur spoke for the first time, "I haven't counted since the twentieth time. ”

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