[2. The Labyrinth of Awakening]

A sea of red flowers.

The blooming red, the sweet fragrance that makes the world drunk. Only such pure beauty can weave a dream that makes people not wake up for thousands of years.

Hongji stood in the sea of flowers, her bright golden hair, snow-colored skin, and clear blue eyes...... It's all so moving.

Jean also stood in the sea of flowers, his flamboyant red hair trembling in the wind, his blue eyes intertwined with complex emotions, but what remained unchanged was firmness.

Neither Petra nor Jean wanted such an encounter. But it is such a coincidence, in front of Petra's eyes, on the one hand, the afterimage of the deceased lover, and on the other hand, the substitute of the deceased best friend, the past and the present, mercilessly confront.

"If you can rush out later, you can help Abel guide the troops, and I'll hold this back. Anyone could tell that Jean was serious, and the lazy young man who used to be hippie and smiling was now anxious.

"But—"

"There's no time, be obedient," Jean smiled wryly, white lines stretching under their feet, "You can use any complex spell, don't stop!"

In fact, the situation was also very clear, and Yue Ming and Han Feng hurriedly chanted the incantation.

"Let's get started," Jean looked at Red Hime, "I'm no match for you, but I'm not ready to die." ”

"Spirited as always, Jean. The voice was gentle, and while Honghime was still smiling sweetly, the thorns were already shooting at them from all directions!

The fluffy white mist rose, and the "Seal Sleep" of Xenomorph Seven blocked all the flower branches that entered the circle!

Although the White Mist is an ability that exists to restrain the strongest Synth, it is still possible to weaken the strength of other opponents. But Red Hime's smile didn't change at all, and she allowed the rose vines to weave into the Thorny Castle in the white mist.

But the flower branches that had slowed down could no longer pose a threat to the three people in the white mist, and in Han Feng's roar, the entire land disintegrated and shattered!

"Mr. Sero, Cedar said that you are a good person, so I also believe that you are a good person!" Han Feng yelled after creating a rock puppet to tear at the staggered rose vines in the sky, "Please come to your senses, if you can save the dead, only you can do it—only you can do it as the King of Hades!"

As if indulging in the past, her blue eyes flashed with surprise, and Petra hesitated. No doubt he wished to abandon the name of Palenset. Han Feng's voice reminded him of his former companions in the Imperial Coalition Army......

The churning flower vines easily tore apart Han Feng's rock and soil puppet, and Hong Ji's magic turned into an invisible air blade that swirled wildly, crushing the shattered rock and soil into pieces!

"Kill the flames!" "The moonlight leads to the fire of the evil bird that burns the magic power, and the evil fire from the world of the red dragon burns the sea of flowers into charcoal in an instant!

"The flames of the terracotta guards......" Honghime was not surprised, her rich and cold magic power was a storm that could suffocate the flames and instantly extinguish the surging heat!

But in the red heat, the iron fist suddenly came out, and Petra subconsciously turned into a stone claw to attack, and in the fierce impact, Han Feng's puppet collapsed again!

But Jean rushed out of the dust, and the white satin attacked the red queen like countless white snakes!

"...... Jean didn't know who to do it to, and Petra watched as Jean and Red Hime fought like that.

"We can't say anything, but you, Mr. Sero, have to make a decision!" Agni helps Jean restrain Red Hime, and Moonlight also persuades.

"Even so, I'm ......" Petra's heart was in turmoil, and he could only watch as the red flower and the white mist hurt each other.

The unbridled roses in full bloom confused their vision, and the thousands of intertwined thorns cut through the space as sharply as a knife, and the intense colors could not tell whether they were bright or filthy, infecting the heavens, the earth and the soul. On the other hand, Jean's pure whiteness, wrapped around his hand is clearly a curtain of goddesses who erase magical power, and the split silk turns into mist and disperses into the air, erasing all approaching flower branches into dust.

Goddess Curtain ...... I remember that the evil lord also gave a goddess curtain as a shield to Sheng to protect himself. Petra had a lot of questions for Jean, and he knew that Jean must have various connections to Sheng...... But Jean never wanted to tell him anything about himself or Sheng, and I think it was probably forcing him to give up thinking about the dead.

"Even if there is a goddess curtain, he will still die......" The stone claw cracked through the stalagmites that struck like a flood, and then burst into rose-colored flames to fight against the evil fire of the red world, Petra looked at the intertwined red and white.

"You also understand, they can't coexist anymore......" Another heavy punch in the wind and sand flames, Han Feng shouted, "We know you're not a demon, so don't sink ‖ sink anymore!"

No longer had time to care about Han Feng and Yueming's situation, Jean discerned the violent flow of magic in the air, and launched a difficult defense and assault.

"I knew there would come a day. Looking at Jean's solemn face, Honghime still smiled softly.

The white silk of the goddess's curtain was intertwined into a great sword wrapped in mist, and Jean blocked the thorns and exhaled softly: "Yes......"

"Don't you think you're too cruel to him? don't you know what you say best, why do you have to persecute him?" spitted out sad words, ten thousand whips and thorns attacked Jean without hesitation, and Red Ji always did this, fury and tenderness carved a deadly poem.

The white mist surged instantly, and Jean protected himself in the goddess's curtain: "Aren't we all the same, forcing him to surrender and forcing him to wake up, either of which must go through pain." ”

Infusing more power into the vines, Red Hime's attacks became more and more powerful, and Jean's white mist was about to be unable to defend against the spear of death that pierced from all directions.

"Isn't the opponent the strongest synth beast reduced to a garbage-level skill...... In a way, it is a good interpretation of the meaning of xenomorphism. Jean smiled bitterly, and the goddess curtain in his hand temporarily expanded to the maximum, and the flying mist silk formed a circle barrier to obliterate all the thorns, and then surged back.

The role of the goddess in erasing fiction determines that it is a luxury instrument that is quite close to the "truth", which makes Jean, who is himself a false thing, extremely burdened. He has no advantage against plant manipulators who are good at protracted warfare.

But he knew there was no escaping the battle. has connived at Petra's ‖ for too long, and if Petra can't take a step, then even if he is resentful, he can only end this dream by himself.

"I don't want to die yet!" Saying this, Jean unleashed the extremely evil second ability "Creepy Wriggling", and the disgusting fluctuations disintegrated the formation of the sea of flowers, and also allowed the evolved phantom beast to attack smoothly-

However, Honghime only dodged slightly, and flowers quickly grew around her, and white silk that blocked the phantom beast and the goddess curtain quickly grew, and then poured down on Jean!

The spear of thorns stabbed at the sword of the white mist, and even if it was obliterated, it continued to reconstruct and could never be extinguished!

"I've always wanted to ask you, the white sage you follow is also addicted to the past, what can you do to take Petra to the future?" Finally, a sword stabbed Jean's hand, and Red Ji forced him, "He Yanfang is not as clean as it looks, and you who are carrying the darkness are actually the same as us!So, Jean, why are you fighting against the demons?"

"Indeed...... "The pain was so cold that Jean could only use nausea fluctuations to distance himself, "I know, if you really want to say it, Mr. He is also a prisoner of darkness...... But even in the mire, he lifted us up, didn't he? I knew that the darkness was eating away at him, but it was he who said...... 'If you are left to the mercy of the demons because you are tormented by them, you will sink ‖ and be devoured by them...... Those who know that they are weak will not lose their way, so I also believe that we will not lose to you without anything!"

Even if he wanted to ignore his illusion, the feeling of the flying locust crossing was so real, and Hongji could only watch the sea of flowers be destroyed again. The spines that have come back to life in the broken are still sharp, slicing through the insects and tearing the mist!

"If that's the case, why don't you tell Petra the truth, if you're not afraid of sacrifice, you can pass everything on to him before you die!"

"Actually, everything that should be conveyed has been conveyed," suddenly released the goddess curtain, and even part of Honghime's body was wiped out at a very close distance, Jean smiled bitterly, "It's just that he doesn't want to let go of the dead......

Seeing that Red Hime's body faintly revealed the original form of the rose vine, Jean looked at Petra faintly.

Yueming and Han Feng were exhausted and had no obstacles to stop Petra, but Petra just looked at him and Hongji sadly.

It seemed that after knowing each other for the first time in so many years, Jean sneered: "What is this...... If you can't give up loving her, why don't you stop me?

"I don't want you to say that......" The thorn took advantage of the moment of negligence to penetrate Jean's abdomen, and Honghime's voice was tinged with pain, "You too...... Feel a little bit of that irrepressible feeling, okay?"

"If you didn't realize it, you wouldn't have left him alone, it's already beyond the limit, whether it's you or us, it's too conniving!" the white mist wiped out the flower vines that were sent to the masses, and Jean's pale face was full of sadness, "No one can be happy when this situation has evolved...... Do they want to be entangled with each other until they are together in heaven?"

Petra couldn't argue. Jean's face overlapped with Sheng's, which made him confused.

"The thought of seeing the dead summons the dead, so—am I summoned by you, or am I summoning you......" The dream Sheng's words came to mind, causing Petra to clench her fists.

Giving up the fight against Jean, Red Hime also smiled sadly, "In that case, I'll help you out...... Petra, in fact, Jean is ......"

"That's enough, that's not important, there's no reason why you can't move forward because you lose anyone, there's no point in clinging to those things!" Jean stopped her, staring at Petra with unwavering eyes, "Even if it's just a little bit, if you lose something dear, why don't you go ahead and get a new treasure......?" Your father, the Lord of the Broken Star, has been waiting, are you willing to let him laugh at you, Petra!"

Petra looked up, the distant sky faintly flashed with starlight, the king who dominated the starry sky was his goal, but after a thousand years, he and his father were still thousands of miles away.

"What the hell am I doing...... he smiled wryly, "am I the only one who lingers in the same place......

Honghime slowly walked towards him and smiled softly: "I once said that it should be happier to bury them and live according to my own ideals, not as a general of the firmament, but with my own will...... Do you still want to embrace false treasures? I'm tired of being a fake, and if I can, give me a dignified death......

"Nelly ......"

"My heart is not a demon, I understand your feelings. Please come back to life!" In the end, it turned out to be Honghime who made a choice, and thousands of flowers and vines attacked Petra like sharp claws!

The rose-colored flames burned the vines, and Petra exhaled.

"Got it, thank you......"

The stone elemental burst out with power, and the hard claws cracked the earth, shaking the sky full of red flowers, like a sweet rain of blood.

The earthquake trembled, and the mismatched slabs destroyed the sea of flowers from their roots, and the rose-red flames spread all the way, devouring the color of life.

"My essence is death, so even you ......" muttered Petra, who looked sadly at the smiling Red Hime.

"Didn't your best friend say that death is connected to new life, so there is no need to be sad. The beauty of the thousand-year-old bloom was dyed with the color of death, but Honghime finally smiled easily.

"And I, I will sink into the abyss and wait for resuscitation......" Petra hugged her, "even though it is not Nelly, I am grateful to you...... I'll accompany you to hell at last......"

"You're really going to wake up, aren't you?"

"Hmm...... The long dream is over. But even if I untied the threads of doom, I was still imprisoned in my mother's labyrinth...... Therefore it is necessary to sleep, for the sake of a new life...... "Petra is already quite weak in essence because of the long period of meaningless consumption. His form slowly dissipated in the flames, and even so, he kept his eyes on Jean until he sank into the darkness completely.

He never realized that what bound him never responded to the promise. is supposed to live well with the blessing of the dead, but it consumes time meaninglessly, making the friends at the moment show that sad look...... In fact, he should have woken up from his dream a long time ago.

The dream disintegrated, and Jean sighed softly and fell silent.

"Mr. Jean, can I ask you?" Han Feng couldn't help but ask, "You and the 'Ghost God Boy'...... What's the relationship?"

Jean smiled bitterly and said in a low voice: "How can I say this...... I'm born out of this......"

"Huh?" Unable to understand what he said, Han Feng and Yue Ming both showed confused expressions.

At this moment, the communication tool rang.

"Hey, kitten, you seem to have calmed down over there, aren't you going to kill the Sky General?" Damn, that's a great achievement......" A heartless voice came out, which softened Jean's expression.

"Stupid deer, your Xuanshi troops are here too, although I haven't done anything...... But it's over, and the Empress doesn't have many cards left, so maybe you'll be able to earn a little credit. ”

"Don't underestimate the Xuanshi Branch, I'll make a meritorious contribution to show you!" Steele see you!" Although it is not clear which Heavenly Punisher it is, the one who came to disturb him in a sad time seems to be Jean's old acquaintance.

"Let's bandage it first, and then let's go to the front. Regaining his usual expression, Jean looked up at the high sky, "Can't stop yet......"

Yes, even if they cross the tangled thread of doom, they are still imprisoned by the huge numerology labyrinth. Their battle can't stop until they break through the cage with their fiery will!

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Preview: After a deathmatch, the surviving prey arrives in the middle of the cobweb maze!

"The silk thread you manipulated seems to be ineffective, Empress of the Firmament!"

"It's a bit embarrassing, the prey is too fat, it's a little difficult......"

"You should be glad that your death is only a moment compared to the pain of our torment—"

"That's enough, perish, don't think I didn't tear your minions apart!"

Violent magic fluctuations interact, and the battle aimed at tearing through the doom unfolds in a rage! Will the thunder of fate destroy everything, and does the throbbing of the sky herald the shattering of the conspiracy? The colored sparks liberate the prohibition of the heavenly dome, and the sparks and thunder of the mutual battle are so scorching, it is an unfinished tug-of-war, and it may never end—

Next: Brilliant Heaven!