In the midst of the crumbling and burning city, in the roar and screams, the soft singing of nothingness flowed, fleeting, like an illusion.

"Please give me enough courage to fly forward. ”

The immature song echoed in the flames, like a dream that had evaporated, dissipated in the diffusion, leaving only the echoing aftersound: "Test my heart, don't say regret ......"

There seemed to be a music box in the song that slowly rotated, releasing a clear melody, so the song was gentle, like the most unreal thing in this cruel world.

"The old house was glowing, and it was like a sigh. ”

"There is only silence, so ...... forever"

The song is so clear, so clear that it feels fragile, and it shatters at the touch of a button.

When Ye Qingxuan heard the song, he raised his head sluggishly, got up and stared into the distance, groped his way up from the ruins, and staggered out towards the place where the song came from.

He remembered.

It was Elsa's voice.

She's alive!

There was some kind of ecstasy that supported Ye Qingxuan, he threw away his burdensome burden, and ran wildly in the ruins, stumbling in search. Follow the soft, thin singing.

Along the way, he saw the shattered corpses of demons, the twisted steel left over from the Templars' dismemberment, and the cocoons broken, from which fleshy limbs were dragged out, impaled on spears, and suspended in the scorching wind.

Eventually, he finally searched for the source of the song from the burning lock.

Her long flaxen hair was covered with dust, and her white nightdress was stained with charred ashes. She curled up in the corner of the street, alone, just hugging her knees, looking at the turbulent world,

Beside her, the music box with its cracked shell turned with difficulty. Finally, after barely turning for a week, the spring broke.

So, the singing also came to an abrupt end.

She looked down at the broken box suspiciously, and opened her mouth to sing. But I don't know what to sing. Without the box, she couldn't remember the melody, and even her memory was rapidly evaporating.

"Elsa?"

Ye Qingxuan looked at her, only to feel that a big stone in his heart fell to the ground: "You are still alive!"

Elsa raised her head, her eyes confused:

"Do you know me?"

Ye Qingxuan nodded, stretched out his hand to pull her up from the gap, but she sat there and didn't move, just looked at him and looked at a stranger.

A roar came from afar. A Templar was engulfed by the demons, and in an instant, a flash of light erupted from the armor. After the light and the loud noise, the knight and the demon vanished without a trace. Only charred earth remains.

In the concussion, Ye Qingxuan asked, "Why don't you hide?"

But Elsa tilted her head to look at him, "Why are you hiding?"

Ye Qingxuan was stunned.

He wanted to say that this place has become like this, don't you know that you are afraid, but now he realizes that maybe for Elsa, she doesn't remember what this place was like at all.

Maybe she thinks the world has always been like this, there is a flame burning. The earth was pitch black, and the red-hot sky resembled a sea of red.

The best solace in living in hell. Maybe you just don't know you're in hell.

That's why she didn't run away.

So she still feels like it's her home.

As long as this is the case, you can feel happy......

"Your ...... Where's Daddy?"

Ye Qingxuan was silent for a long time, looking around, trying to find Caligula, but the elder was not here, and he couldn't even find any trace. Probably dead. Or they have already gone to the abyss.

"Daddy?"

Elsa shook her head, "I don't know. Maybe it's gone, like Mom...... I remember as if I was looking for someone, but my friend was lost and no one could be found. ”

She looked back at the burning street behind her. The streets were littered with corpses. The corpses had their eyes closed, their expressions serene, and their bodies covered with tattered blankets.

"Everybody's asleep, it must be so. ”

She lowered her head, curled up, and whispered: "I have a very sensible quilt for everyone, but everyone is not afraid of catching a cold and does not talk to me." ”

"But I'm scared alone. ”

Ye Qingxuan stretched out his hand and rubbed his hair, and said in a soft voice: "Your father won't leave you, let's go find him together, okay?"

It was like being amused by the joke.

Behind the ruins, someone laughed.

"As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw you, what a fate. ”

In the sound of a small commotion, the broken bricks were opened, and the bloody man crawled out of it, scorched. He gasped as hard as he could, looked up, and when he saw them not far away, he smiled bloodily and fiercely.

"My friend, did you and I survive, or did we meet again in Hades?"

"Who knows. ”

Ye Qingxuan shrugged his shoulders and looked at him coldly, while Naberis laughed strangely and got up from the ruins, not minding his naked body at all, just looking up and looking at the red-hot sky.

"It's like this...... That guy from Caligula must have done it, right?

After selling Auschwitz to the Abyss, he wanted to sacrifice us in exchange for the forgiveness and forgiveness of the Holy City. I really don't know whether to say innocent and cute or daring......"

He laughed strangely, tilted his head, and looked at Ye Qingxuan: "If I were you, it would be better to be cautious." ”

"Oh? Ye Qingxuan looked very interested.

In the distance, the Templars marched to the sound of a roar.

To be honest, he really had the urge to do it right away and completely extinguish this guy here. But Naberis's fearlessness made him feel a little jealous.

What's more, Mordred did not appear from beginning to end.

If he could, he hoped that he would be able to wait a little longer for the Templars, when Naberis would be unable to fly.

And the sound of steel grinding in the distance is getting closer and closer.

"Mr. Holmes, looks like I'm leaving. ”

As if sensing Ye Qingxuan's scheme, Naberis laughed softly, wiped away his own blood from his face, and looked at him with greed and regret in his eyes:

"It's a shame I didn't pull you over this time. ”

"You can't leave regrets in life, friend, you can just try it. ”

Ye Qingxuan sincerely suggested: "Anyway, the big deal is 'regret and death'." And your friends are all fighting, is it really good for you to leave them behind?"

"Truth is certainly precious, but unfortunately, the price of life is higher.

There must still be a hole card to turn over, but what I'm afraid of is what will unfold next - in case of disharmony, retreat, this is the only way to prolong life. ”

The clanging sound of iron armor came from all sides, and the Templars with swords of fire in their hands slowly approached, forming an array with murderous intent. Naberis still had room to bend down and salute goodbye with grace.

Then, in the night sky, the half-dragon Mordred descended and grabbed him by the shoulder, and Captain Naberis flew into the air with a smile, and a black mist engulfed them.

The two disappeared without a trace.

Only the last voice sounded from Ye Qingxuan's heart.

"Mr. Holmes, don't be naïve any longer. This is my final piece of advice that I can give you as a friend. ”

Naberis whispered, "Caligula is a careerist, he sold us to the Knights Templar, but the Knights Templar may not be part of his merchandise......

It's not over yet.

- It's not as easy as I thought, and it's not as simple as you think. (To be continued.) )