If you are discarded in the cold snow all over the world, your torso is so cold that it seems to have lost all its temperature, you are so hungry that your stomach is deflated into a thin paper, you are so thirsty that your throat is like a dry and abandoned place, you are so helpless that your limbs are so weak that you can't get up at all......

If there was anything else that would wake you up, or even give you a breath of air, and allow you to hold on for a little longer, what would it be for you?

For me......

"The fluctuation felt is this human child?" the woman's voice was high, flat, emotionless. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Yes, my lord, my mother. "The man's voice, respectful, loving, absolutely submissive.

The endless empty land was dyed white, so white that it made people feel lonely, this was the last decade of the war between the two realms, and the gray clouds that had filled the sky for decades had not dispersed, as if the gods of heaven had long since abandoned the lower realm, allowing this disappointing world to fall and collapse willingly.

The heavens are oppressive ashes, and the earth is merciless white. The child's frail body was paralyzed in the snow pit, most of the blood on his skin had faded, the snow pressed against his closed eyelids, and his breathing was weak and dying. The woman, who was dressed as if she did not belong to this world, walked up to the boy, and the only servant in the cloak was silent and kept in a squatting position.

"A long time ago, on this half of the land, there was a woman who belonged to this world, and the limit of her power touched the gods who sat above this half of the land, my dear sister, and the man who loved her dearly drew his sword for her and could even block the attacks of the apostles, and at that time the apostles' power had not been lost too much," the woman said to herself, like history and like rumors, and only her servants could hear around no one, "that woman has a miraculous constitution. ”

"This boy is one of the few left, one of the inheritors of the physique, and we have found him in this wasteland, which no one cares about," said the servant, "to turn him into our weapon?" his question was questioning, and a contemptuous glance swept over the boy under his cloak.

"The generals on both sides are standing on the towers of their camps staring at each other, and I just need an ant that can quietly dig through the dike," the woman crouched down and reached out and patted the boy on the cheek, "I need him to survive." ”

Then the boy heard, in this lonely ice field that froze him, he felt some call, and the consciousness that had sunk into the turbidity and was about to dissipate, magically gradually resurrected and then awakened.

"Open your eyes. The woman opened and closed her lips and teeth, more like a command than a call.

The boy's breathing began to even, and the color of his skin began to warm, as if an already empty skin bag was gradually filled. The boy opened his long-closed eyes, the senses on his cheeks were still numb and he couldn't feel the coldness of the snowflakes, and there were trance shadows in his blurred vision, and the sky beyond.

The woman looked silently below, the servant silently waited for the master, the world around him continued to snow silently, and the boy's awakening seemed to be expected and not expected by everything, until the boy's vision finally became clear, and he saw the scene that made him willing to believe and continue to walk in the future, under this gray sky.

The boy's pupils were a dark blue with white spots, his lips were slightly open, his pupils were dilated as if to accommodate more of what he saw, even his weak body still couldn't stop his excitement at this moment, he stretched out his hand, looking ahead, towards the sky.

The woman remained silent, her long hair of great luxury did not reflect the golden in the boy's eyes, her fingers left the boy's cheek, and the servant behind her shook her body lightly, as if she was afraid that her master would take the boy's hand, as if she did not want to see her touch something dirty.

The boy's hand brushed the woman's arm, brushing the ends of her hair and the side of her face, his wizened arm fully stretched out and stretched even higher.

...... For me, it was the first thing I saw when I woke up again that day, a miracle.

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Lyle vigorously picked up the last cluster of branches in front of him, and strode into the clearing, the air around him was filled with a little bit of magic light particles that were visible to the naked eye, mixed with gold and purple, a large number of apocalyptic fragments were concentrated together, and the overly rich magic power leaked out uncontrollably, even the very small amount of magic power leaked out of it, showing a large amount of energy contained in it.

The back of his empty hand was lowered from his eyelids, and there were imperceptible signs of drying, and he raised his head, revealing a face that Lyle had never seen before, not that the man had changed his face, but that he could no longer find the breath of the mature and steady Mr. Second Night from this man's face, just a pitiful face mixed with decadence, exhaustion, and bloodless patients.

Suzu, who was lying on Lyle's back, struggled to open his eyelids so that he could see the culprit who had robbed him of his chance of survival, so the other party's strange appearance was seen by them. It should be said that it is conceivable, everyone except him has shown the appearance of non-human monsters at the end, so their leader should naturally be the same, and it is not unusual, so Lyle and Suzu are not too surprised by Sora's appearance at this moment, although there is surprise, but it is only a little.

It's not as normal as this, Lyle thought to himself that if their experience could be turned into a story, then now it would be the final battle, the protagonist against the leader of the old enemy along the way, the other party turned into a monster and danced at them, he drew his sword and went all out, wanting to swing his sword against the enemy countless times before, and swing the sword at the last enemy as he had done countless times before.

He put the bell down and asked her to lean against the tree behind him, only the two of them rushed here first, Lin stayed behind to deal with Bohn with Aoi, Ruoming and Xiao Fan carried the injured Kai and slowly followed, he carried the bell on his back, and came to the decisive place as quickly as possible.

"You're still here. Sora looked at the two of them who were scarred, and said with a sigh, as if he had expected it.

"Of course we'll come, if someone important has taken someone's life, and now there's a chance to save her, won't you go?" Lyle held the blood-colored sword and walked into the air.

A huge white cocoon-like substance stood in front of it, a silk-like sticky substance adhered to the cocoon and the surrounding trees, the empty upper body stretched out from the cocoon, and most of the naked skin was covered by snow-white scales, and the same white hair grew on the scales, the hair was like a close-fitting shawl, an extremely strange appearance, and it had the characteristics of reptile and mammalian skin, but it was not covered by these things, only the face remained, the only part that still looked like a human.

The empty pupils also showed molten gold and purple respectively, and the strange patterns like magic circles replaced the pupils, and as soon as he spoke, his voice became no longer human.

"If it were me, I'd go," Sora didn't show agitation or annoyance at Lyle's arrival and impulsiveness, but calmly answered Lyle's emotional question, he stretched out his beastly claws and flicked them in front of Lyle's eyes, "Even if it's a mountain of swords and a sea of fire." ”

"Very good, we are the same, you as my sword mountain and sea of fire, I am here now. Lyle's voice was sonorous.

"What a coincidence," Sora was silent for a moment, then said, "It just so happens that I'm standing in the middle of my sword mountain and sea of fire now.

Suzu held her chest, she felt the position of her heart burn, a sense of resonance hit her brain, she looked at the empty in front of her, and clearly felt the source of that resonance, which was in the empty body, it was the fragment of the apocalypse, the fragment that she had swallowed into her body.

The blood qi exploded, the scarlet light and breath quickly spread around, stirring the chaos of those magical light particles in the air, the blood qi that had been brewing in his body for a long time was unraveled and comfortable, and it was released wantonly, he wanted to use all his strength to take back the life of his beloved, all these powers were waiting for this moment, waiting for the moment of the decisive battle, that is, now, those vermilion energy was fully blooming at this moment.

Lyle stepped off the ground with one foot, and the momentum drove his body to leap into the air, and the blade was driven by the pull and rotation of his arm, and also drove the blood qi attached to it, like a red dragon with a sting, Lyle turned his unbearable anger into a roar, and the blood trembled like a red dragon roaring. He couldn't be fooled by the appearance of the air, and the battle with the blood demon had taught him a lesson, he wasn't sure what the weird cocoon under the empty body was, so he picked the area he could understand and attacked, the empty itself, towards there, Lyle swung his knife out, and the red dragon protruded its sharp fangs.

Sora stroked his hand in front of him, and the void caressed something invisible, and then Lyle's knife slashed, and the energy of blood and qi exploded violently, scattering wildly on both sides of the surrounding area.

The eyes of the empty place were unfazed, and behind the violent surging blood, there was no sign of suffering at all.

However, Lyle's blade stopped in mid-air, and he failed to cut it down with a hard slash, as if an invisible hand suddenly pinched the blade, stopping the slash from continuing downward.

Lyle felt that he had slashed at an incomparably solid hard object, not the feel of an ordinary obstacle, but more like a knife slashing into a viscous ocean, the power being withdrawn in all directions, and there was indeed something blocking his blade from continuing to fall, a wall, an invisible wall.

"Did I mention that the magical nature of what I possess is space, as my name suggests. ”