When Lothar finally broke out of the siege and stepped step by step to the third level of the pyramid that countless krakens had wanted to step on, and lifted the curtain that symbolized the existence of gods and humans and walked into it, Fioni and Shang Tiko were already sitting together on a chair made of red coral. It was not at all like the attitude of the high priest who had ruined the kingdom and the strugglers who had brought it all to life, but rather like two kings looking down on their realm.

The first time the Count saw them, he knew two things, the first was that the four-armed Siren in front of him was no longer exactly the same as the Fioni he knew. What Lothar had seen before was the side of Fioni with his friends, which was not false, but it was not comprehensive. And now he saw the shapeshifter, like a tall tower standing in the middle of an open plain, unobstructed, open, and he showed everything about him. As for the female Siren sitting next to him, Lothar had not dealt with her before, but from the fact that she gave people the same feeling as Fioni, there was no panic and sadness. So the Count understood the second thing, that he could not persuade them to leave to-day.

"The witch colonies will attack this place with very powerful weapons, and not many people will survive. As if she was simply discussing today's weather, Lothar didn't expect her voice to be so calm at this time. He was also infected by the state of these two people, the red curtain seemed to be really the separation between the two worlds, and the hustle and bustle, danger, and horror outside the curtain were all gone here.

"But there will still be people alive. No weapon can wipe out all life, at least not in this day and age. Fioni nodded, a shallow smile on his lips.

"Even if someone survives, the Lietao will still be cut off, and no one will continue to use the name. The Count said, and from what he had seen, he was sure of it.

"No, the scorching waves will not be broken. It will disappear, but it is not broken, these two things are not the same my friend. Everything that exists has a meaning. The shapeshifter was still smiling, and after Lothar's puzzled look, the female Siren beside him spoke, "The scorching waves will disappear in the sea, because we were defeated today, and rightfully so. But the mistakes we have made, the wounds we have created, the good and the bad, will continue to circulate. Witches will know what happened to us, and perhaps years from now, humans will know why they are winning today. In this way, we will be integrated into your knowledge, our mistakes will be your examples, and our achievements will be your examples. Therefore, the scorching waves did not disappear. ”

Lothar was silent for a while, he needed to think and understand what the two Krakens were saying. If war can't really destroy a civilization, if death can't really destroy its enemies, then maybe there is never a real duality in this world, everything is just an occasional heat and peace in the process of convergence, then what will it give birth to when everything in the world comes together? When there is only one kingdom in this world, what kind of king will rule that kingdom, or will it not have a king at all? After all, there is no kingdom in this world that cannot be destroyed, and there is no king who will not die of old age. The question was so complicated that the Count could not find an answer for a moment. But he would remember the question and spend his whole life trying to find a way to answer it. Of course, it is not realistic to answer this question on your own.

Fioni looked up at the water above, where the witch's giant ship had obscured the sun's rays, casting a shadow over the pyramid. At the time when Lady Wave had not left, there was never anything above the pyramid, and anyone or creature who wanted to surpass the great structure would succumb to the great waves. This time, the succumbing ones were replaced by waves.

"You should leave, my earthly friend. I could feel what was in the ship, and it might be more powerful than I had anticipated. Come with them, you still have a lot to do. As he spoke, he pointed to the curtain behind Lothar, where three female figures could be seen reflected in the curtain.

Lothar nodded and bowed deeply to Fioni as a final farewell to her friend from the water. Then he turned his head and walked beyond the curtain, pausing only slightly at the end, "When my child is born, may I tell him your story?"

"Then you'd better embellish it, I'm pretty sure it's not appropriate to tell as a child's bedside story. Still, I'm honored to be the person in the story. ”

Humans, gone. Now the pyramid finally belongs only to the Kraken once again. However, this does not represent a return to the old order, but the final freeze frame before everything ends. What did Fioni and Shang Tiko say to each other, did the situation on the second level of the pyramid affect the people on the third level, and how many tragedies or comedies unfolded or ended in this short period of time? None of this anyone knows. All we know is that when the witch's ship opened its cabin and threw the black octahedron it was carrying into the water, Isita finally climbed the ninety-ninth staircase covered in blood, and one step further she could reach the area that only the goddess and her favorite priests could tread.

But instead of lifting her steps, she turned and stood on the steps and looked at the places she had walked. Below, chaos receded from the exhaustion of the killing spree, and those who survived began to howl, even though the Krakens did not have human tear ducts, and they could only express their grief by howling. Looking a little further up, some fish and other marine animals attracted by the smell of blood are conglocking. It's just that out of fear of the kraken, they still don't dare to pounce on them to eat, so they can only form a strange ring and swim around the pyramid with the fine snow on the bottom of the sea turned into the dead blue spirit flower. Eventually, Isita looked up and saw the octahedron slowly sink at a vertical angle, seemingly completely unaffected by the sea.

Isita looked at the perfect edges and lines of the dull geometry, the absolutely smooth plane, and the black particles that slowly emanated, and let out a heartfelt sigh,

"It's beautiful. ”

The setting sun finally sank to the end of the sea and sky, and the darkness refilled the space after the light had subsided. Torches were burning slowly on the deck of the witch's giant ship, and Qili and the others, who had just come ashore from the water, were taking the fabrics of the other witches to wipe their bodies and change their clothes. "It's so dark. Kiri said as she threw the wet clothes she was wearing into the sea. Indeed, even because of the absence of the sun, the waters below the ship were ridiculously dark, and even the stars and the moon in the sky could not pierce the surface with their cold light.

"Bang!" the closed door of the cabin opened, and the witches on the deck immediately cast their gaze to see a, nay, a large number of ravens flying out of the room, their black wings dyed white in the moonlight. Strangely, the crows didn't chirp until they melted into the night, as if something was blocking their throats and preventing them from doing so. As the moon rises in the middle of the sky, the blue-eyed witch Eaton walks out.

"Your Excellency the Great Witch, you've returned to the soup pot. ”

Dawn of the Grey Tower

Dawn of the Grey Tower