readx;? Chapter 12: The Night Shadow of the Deserted Village

A glimmer of light, a glimmer of darkness. The two magical energies of Pen, Fun, and Pavilion www.biquge.info white and black intertwined into a thin line, and quickly poured into Linya's body, filling all parts of her body in an instant.

A strange feeling. It's hard to imagine that the magical energy of light and the magical energy of darkness can merge in some strange way without dissolving with each other.

However, Linya soon realized that the energy in the magic crystal seemed to be different from what she had felt before. She didn't know much about the energy of darkness, but this light energy didn't seem to be exactly the same as the light from the sun and the energy of the sword of light. But don't worry about anything, these magical energies that enter her body will not attack each other incompatibly, and certainly will not explode, her body has been transformed by the creator god.

Linya was already completely immersed in the wonderful feeling of magic fusion, and the magic crystal in the wooden box was slowly shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into countless magical elements that were extremely small and penetrated into her body along Linya's fingertips. Gradually, Linya's entire body was completely wrapped in black and white flickering elemental spirits, and her body slowly floated with the support of magic.

Her white wings spread out to the fullest, her eyes closed lightly, and a look of intoxication on her face. For Linya, it seemed like it was only a matter of a moment, as her mind had detached from reality and entered some magical world of magical elements, and her world was now only black and white. For others, the wait is a bit long. Although the situation in front of her was surprising, no one else knew what happened to Linya, and no one dared to disturb her.

The black and white magical energy flowed alternately on Linya's body, and even the original white and flawless skills became black one by one, which made Suzanne on the side feel a little frightened, and an inexplicable sense of fear began to condense in her heart. Finally, when Linya's wings turned completely black, she completely lost her cool, and suddenly pulled out her long sword and pointed it at Snown's throat, and asked angrily, "What's going on, what did you do to Her Royal Highness the Princess?"

Snoen could feel her anger, but he couldn't understand Susanna's Atlantan, and he couldn't answer anything. But fortunately, this crisis did not last long, Linya's black wings gradually turned back to pure white, the magical energy gradually dissipated and disappeared into Linya's body, and the crystal had completely disappeared.

Linya finally woke up from the world of the elements, landed in the empty wooden box, saw Susanna's long sword, and asked strangely, "Sister Susanna, what's wrong with you?

"Ah...... This ......" Suzanne quickly withdrew the arm holding the sword, but didn't know what to say. Do you want to tell her about her wings turning black? The princess's white wings are a symbol of light, or are they tainted by some evil force? Don't dare to say either. "No, nothing. Your Royal Highness, are you alright?"

"I'm fine! That crystal—ahh

Chief Snoen smiled unconcernedly, "It accepts you, which means that you are the one it has been waiting for for thousands of years!

The villagers gradually dispersed. Looking at the white figure of the wizard girl finally disappearing in the direction of the skyline, Snoen never left, as if he had been thinking about something. Governor Triss on the side finally couldn't help but ask, "Village Chief, why are you so sure that she is that person?"

A smile appeared on the corner of Snown's mouth, but he couldn't tell what mood he was. "Don't you find one thing strange in Tris, how many gods are worshipped in this vast and chaotic world, from the gods of light, the sun, the darkness to the deaths, no one can count. Some people think that the god of light is an evil god, and some people believe that humans were actually created by the god of the earth - but it is strange that the accounts of the god of the moon are so strikingly similar in all these myths...... She is a goddess whose name is Gaisha, a goddess of love and goodness......"

"It's a pity she's dead...... Tris sighed.

"You're still too young, Tris. Snown's gaze returned to the previous direction, "God doesn't die, even if her soul is broken, she doesn't really die." She just fell asleep, but one day she would wake up. Maybe this little fragment of moonlight crystal won't fully revive her soul, but at least it's a good start, isn't it? By the way, Tris, do you know what the Moonlight does?"

"The work of the Moon Goddess?" Tris was a little confused.

"Yes, it's true that very few people have ever cared about it. But I vaguely remember that the Book of Parables mentioned that the god of light was responsible for wisdom and creation, and the god of darkness was responsible for death and destruction. The god of fire manages the flames, the god of water governs the rivers, lakes and seas, and when it is the turn of the goddess of moonlight to be born, she has nothing to manage. So in the end, the gods assigned her the job of taking care of music and poetry. Now you understand?"

Continue your journey in the desert. Although there will be no shortage of food and water this time, and the direction and destination ahead have been determined, walking through such a long stretch of desert is a difficult test of will for anyone.

The poor little princess's legs, which had just been freed from pain, were once again tortured in the most severe form. Alas, is there any princess in fairy tales who dares to compare my bad luck with me? This is not fair! Damn the creator god, he is the one who harmed me!

After two days of stop-and-go travel, Linya and Suzanne finally found the small village on the edge of the desert in the north at dusk on the second day after leaving Shahu Village. It's just a deserted village, all that's left is the ruins and broken walls, there is no one left, and there is endless wilderness all around, and at a glance, it is extremely desolate, as if it feels like the end of the world.

Suzanne found a sheltered corner, opened her luggage, set up a tent made of linen given by the villagers, spread a blanket, and covered the little princess with a quilt. Well, after a few days of hard life, have you learned to be happy in the midst of suffering?

Eating the fishy dried fish fillets and the cold and hard dough, Linya said pitifully: "Sister Susanna, do you think I am the world's most pitiful princess?" Susanna was left with only a wry smile and sadness. However, the little princess seems to be in a much better mood than before. Just wait until you get to the city. Poor little princess.

That night, when the blood moon rose again and the moonlight shone on Linya, Linya was surprised to feel the strange magic flowing from the moonlight, yes, the magical moonlight! What was even more amazing was that these magic powers were slowly penetrating into her body little by little through her exposed skin! This feeling, just like the feeling when she attracted the magic crystal before, the magic power of two completely different attributes of darkness and light surged at the same time.

Originally, when she was studying magic, Linya knew that there was a limit to the amount of magical energy that could be stored in the human body. But this time, she felt that the magic energy that her body could withstand had increased many, many times, and the original small lake now felt like it had become a sea!

Well, don't think about it so much now, rest early. No matter how difficult the reality is, it is still the same sentence, if you can't make up your mind to die, you can only live tenaciously. Sleep, when you fall asleep, you will forget about this nasty real world.

I don't know how long it took, but Linya gradually felt a little irritable in her head, as if something was disturbing her thoughts. Consciousness gradually came back to her senses, and then she heard a strange sound. Not the howling of the evening breeze, but more like the sound of some kind of crying.

"Who's there?" asked Linya, curiosity driving her to her feet and walking in the direction from which the cry had come.

This time I heard it clearly, like a girl's voice. After rounding the wall again, Linya saw a little girl curled up by the wall and sobbing quietly. She was very short in stature, and her crying was heartbreaking.

"Mom...... Woohoo......"