"Killing innocents is guilty. ”

-- The Sacred Book

"It is a sin to kill innocents, but God will forgive those who kill innocents in order to survive. ”

- Dead Sea Papers

Fried's lifeless body silently serves as a dim coordinate at the junction of death and life on the cross, merging with the withered yellow sky and the unwavering surface of the Dead Sea into a colorless backdrop between the two unique beings. His body had been dyed the same color by the withered yellow around him, but from there there was still an invisible gaze that made Lowe's peace of mind feel a strange irritation.

"Are you still repenting?" "Halmaniya's chest hovers the long sword made of a strange substance made of the fusion of his soul and the greatsword, "You who have gone through countless bloodsheds and life and death should be the one who feels this qiē the most." Your words are not so much directed at me as an excuse for the sins you have committed, right?"

Fried's invisible gaze touched his back, and Lovien felt the restlessness in his heart intensify with his words. And the correctness of Harmaniah made the soul of the former army commander touch the bottom line of pain in that soul-

――Are you really repenting? Because of a faint hope in the past, I lightly trusted the black magician who could lead the demon race to the glorious era of 6,000 years ago, and even gambled the lives of my family...... The most terrible drug in this world is not temptation, but hope!

How many innocent lives have you sacrificed and how much have you paid for yourself because of this hope! -- This qiē is worthy of your evaluation? You are just another innocent!

"Heh......" Luo Weian lowered his head slightly. Just as Fried hung his head behind him, the sneering voice was released from his already scarred soul. "That's why I'm in such a dead end. Now in the battle, there are only winners and dead. Please don't forget that the demons believe in the Dead Sea Papers, not your sacred records—"

Lovian's epilogue is pulled into a strange long tone in the Doppler effect, and although there is no absolute suppression of power, in this space where only the body can be recognized, the strength of the two is no longer equal under pure equivalence.

Harmaniya froze and held the sword with both hands, his body taking a step back, and the blade of the sword was more than a foot wide and drew a rounded red arc in the air. The tangent of the first point of contact between the two is reversed to a dull light green that is not clear in the black photo.

"Ding!-"

A crisp and dull sound rang out together, the crisp sound was the scream of the material when two metals came into contact, and the dull sound was a combination of sonic booms from the flicking blades chaotically in the air. Almost at the very first moment, Lovian's strong demon bloodline prevailed, as the most physically powerful race in the intelligent race of Osilia except for the dragon race, even half of the demon bloodline still made the elf's arms swing away, and his body took a few steps back uncontrollably.

Even though his body was already a fusion of sword and flesh, that sword was indeed from the skills of the elves. And Lovian and the Doomsday Scepter in his hand. It is the pride of the demon race and the crystallization of combat civilization.

In the first moment, Harmaniah had already judged that even the fusion of himself and the artifact in his hand would not be able to compete with Lovian in pure strength. Then he chose to use the speed that the elves are best at, and after a very short thought. The golden red in Lovian's eyes had vanished, and a blurred shadow flickered along the edge of his vision, even before he realized it was Harmania. The cold, sharp feeling was already close to his vest.

The only time he had now was time to retract his wings, the wings with a five-meter span folded into three layers behind his back. The steel-like hard wing membrane maximizes the angle between the direction of force and the point of force, at the cost of a half-meter-long crack that can easily be cut through a wing membrane. But the razor-sharp blade only cut through a layer of wings.

Blood splattered on the golden-red blade, and as a pure elf artifact, the instinctive resistance to the demon made the blade let out a chaotic hissing sound. As the sword spirit fused with Halmaniya's own soul, he felt a burst of anger for no reason, golden blood streaks surged into his eyes, and a moment of intense elemental shock, although it could not penetrate his body, was completely enough to create a rapid burst of force field.

Neither of them expected such a situation, and the neat wound was suddenly torn off the rough edges, and Halmaniah lost consciousness at the same time. The intense pain made Lovien more conscious, and he turned around almost without switching, letting go of the Doomsday Scepter, and met the back of Halmaniah's sword with a strong elbow.

There were no surprises this time.

Harmaniah's sword came out of his hand and flew far away to the surface of the Dead Sea. Halmaniah, who had lost his contradictory origin, was conscious for a moment, but at this moment he had lost the opportunity to react. After striking down the blade in Halmaniya's hand with a single blow, Lovian spun around with a more rapid acceleration, and in a brief turn of the gap, he had already spread his uninjured wings on the other side, the sharp blades of which staggered with the shadow of his unreleased fist, forming a black and red mess.

This seeming chaos is made up of a complete sine and cosine curve, and the precise plane geometry calculations allow Lovian to have the most accurate prediction of what is to come. The angles of the tangent line were perfectly superimposed before striking Halmaniah's arms, and the chaotic force turned into a powerful superimposed force in this moment. The chaos was clear for a moment, and the indifferent gaze was aligned with Halmaniya's golden-orange eyes, and in the eyes of the elves who had twisted the vicissitudes and hatred, Lovian did not see his own answer.

"You're not going to kill me. ”

This voice seemed to merge with another strange voice, which seemed to be a female elf blending into the elegant male voice of Halmaniya. Just like the voice of his brigade commanders in the battle of the City of Crosses, wrapped in a burqa as the headquarters of the Cross Brigade.

There was a moment of surprise on Lovian's expression.

"Shiya Xilin?!You're still alive - you're the sword spirit of this sword now?!"

"This is a mother's dedication to her child. The voice of the former Eore Battle Elder rang out from the sword that appeared in Harmaniah's hand out of thin air again, "So. Please fulfill my child's wish for revenge......"

"Mom!-don't-"

The sharp blade slammed against the blade, and the wingbones creaked under the weight. But at the same time, it also eased the positive pressure on Lovian. Long dark red hair flew wildly in the force field released by Lovian, and in this moment. The fist shadow of Lovian's left arm was finally successfully derived before the force field of his right arm was released and spread, superimposed into a new sine wave function.

Through the rounded mathematical wave curve, a powerful force field surged towards Halmaniah's face, and at this moment, Halmaniah could only release the side of a sword-holding hand to block Lovian's left arm. The force of the Bloody Moon's wings forced the blade to slash his right side, and although the agility of the Elven Royals once again saved him from his fate of being cut in two by his own sword, it still left a thin streak of blood on his white neck, stained with Lovian's purple blood.

With all his might, Lovian didn't leave any room for his attack, and he gambled his victory and life and death on this blow.

"You lost. Lovian spread his wings and reflexed himself as much as he could, even though he knew that such speed was nothing to mention for a royal elf.

"How am I—"

"No!—" Shiya Xilin's frightened voice rang out from the blade. Harmaniah's voice got stuck in his throat, and in a twist of Lovian's body before, he had already left the toxin contained in his fingertips on the edge of his wings, and with the tiny wound left by his own blade on his neck, the deadly demon toxin had seeped into his jugular veins.

The neurotoxin began to work rapidly, and in normal times, with Harmaniah's strength, he could completely suppress the toxin that Lovian hastily prepared, but in the middle of this Dead Sea, where his own power had been suppressed, he had lost any chance of turning the tables.

"No!—" Shiya Xilin was still screaming. Lovian gritted his teeth and put his nearly dislocated wings back in place. What he had just relaxed gradually became tense, not a sense of crisis about the unknown, but a complete shock.

"Mother......" Harmania was suddenly freed from the spasms of being controlled by the neurotoxin, and he watched as the soul of his sword spirit mother broke away from the body where his sword body and body fused. The translucent soul is tugged by clusters of purple-red colors that symbolize neurotoxins. The sad and beautiful royal elves struggled out of the shackles of poison, and Harmaniah's long golden-red hair turned into pure silver in an instant. It dawned on Lovian that that was what Halmaniya should be like - just a fragile, sensitive, longing to snuggle up in his parents' arms.

Lovian's eyes widened as he stared at the mother of Schiarsin, Harmaniya, who was counteracting the neurotoxin with the burning of his soul.

"Don't. Don't do that, mom ......" Halmaniah, who had lost his strength, collapsed and fell to his knees. I want to touch my mother's soul that is about to disperse, but I am always afraid to shatter the reality and illusion of this dream.

"You...... You and Hal are still kids...... I don't hate you for killing me. Because no one can help himself in war. But it's not a war yet...... So let Hal go, please, don't fight, without my fusion with the sword spirit, he's just an ordinary elf, and he doesn't pose a threat to you...... Don't hurt him...... Don't hurt my child...... It's not ...... War ......"

Luo Wei'an watched in a daze, as her illusory pupils, which could not see color, gradually merged with the omnipresent transparent space, and finally turned into an extremely faint soul fluctuation, losing the meaning of a qiē storage zài and drifting away, dissolving into Osiria's vast life cycle.

He could only see these translucent eyes, and he also knew that in his lifetime, he would never forget such helpless and resolute eyes.

Has her own mother ever looked at their unsane eyes with such helpless and resolute eyes when facing those time knights who were controlled by the dark magician?

He had no way of knowing, and he never wanted to—he didn't dare to know.

"No!!—it's not true!!, Mommy!!" Harmaniah curled up in the withered yellow earth, a small, shrill voice coming from his trembling lips. At this time, the golden-red robe was so incompatible with the young silver-haired royal elf. It's as ruthless as when the last demon civilians are forced into battle robes at the end of the war.

Loveian stood numbly. Knowing that he had struggled in front of him, Harmaniah grabbed his trouser leg, whimpering echoing over the Dead Sea. It became the only voice in the world.

"I'm sorry, but I've been living in war all the time since I was resurrected. As if speaking to the helpless elf at his feet, Lovian seemed to be muttering, "In war, there is only dignity, no hatred." ”

"Don't ...... Mom-"

At some point, Lovian looked at the cross in the middle of the island not far away, and in a trance, he was behind a bruised Fried. I saw a pair of huge and gorgeous black wings.

The force field opened coldly, and the strong wind pressure blocked the sound that came. The last thing Lovian heard was the faint sound of splashing.

The tenth-level magic fluctuations that were hovering outside the island gradually weakened and finally disappeared.

"Ahh

Luo Wei'an's fingertips touched the fluctuation of his own spatial power at the edge of the island, and in a few breaths, the power he had been imprisoned by the Lord of Time Law had already returned to his body. The strength of the fifth level was short-lived, but at least he returned to the strength of the fourth level again, even if it was only the fourth level beginner.

He felt that the screams could no longer get his attention, but he still looked his head not far away. A bit of ice blue appears on the silent water. He walked a few quick steps and saw Lilin desperately clutching a few small pieces of ice floe to get a few breaths.

She was less than a meter away from the shore, but because of the surge of power that had hovered around the outer edge of the island. Lilin can only use her spiritual flame to constantly create ice floes above the Dead Sea to prevent herself from sinking into this buoyant water, although she is a member of the psychic family with a fourth-level extreme strength, but the Dead Sea's strong death attribute is even her own life that can manipulate the death element. It's also being consumed as she keeps making ice floees. The consumption of life elements quickly depleted her strength, and it was difficult for her to make enough ice to keep herself from sinking into the deep sea leading to another world.

"Help me—" Lilin managed to stick her head out of the water. In the coughing sound of choking water, her voice seemed more immature. "I'm sorry...... I shouldn't-ah!-help me, okay!, I can't hold on-please...... Ahem!-"

Lovian crouched down and looked carefully at the member of the Lubistan family he had already met, why did this girl who looked like she was only sixteen years old make such a choice?

"You...... Why help Harmaniah?"

"I'm not—please! ahem...... Ahh

"Speak up. ”

"I'm me, I'm—" Lilin's miserable little white face shook desperately, "I can't say—"

"Kharmaniah is dead. ”

Lilin only had time to froze for half a second before the buoyant waters began to pull her down with a faintly irresistible force. The fear of death made Lilin's depleted body squeeze a little strength again, and she clutched a small piece of ice floe and screamed, "...... I, I'm the commander of the 1st Brigade of the Cross Brigade! We don't want Kharmaniya to continue to be the head of the ship! I'm here without telling my brother, Nanhat, that I want to devise the elimination of Khalmaniah, and I want to know in advance about the revised version of the Dead Sea Papers......! Help me, I don't want to die!-"

Expressionlessly, Lovian reached out and grabbed the back of Lilin's neck and lifted her to shore like a chicken.

"Ahem! ahem...... Ahem!!--Ahem......" Lilin fell to her knees as soon as she came ashore, coughing desperately, and the intense pain caused by the fluid in her lungs was unlikely to have been experienced by the daughter of a well-pampered family. Looking at this weak and poor Terran girl, Lowe sighed in peace of mind and reached out to pat her on the back. A slight shock of the force field squeezed the remaining fluid out of her lungs.

"Whew-oops!" Lilin lay on the ground for about five minutes before she realized that her posture was indecent, and she hurriedly tried to sit up, but she tugged at her strained diaphragm, and the sharp pain caused her to go limped again.

"You're the commander of the First Brigade of the Cross Brigade? Lovian commented without a tone.

Lilin curled up on the ground in an unsightly position, and then shuddered to pull a sleek gold and red metal cross from the pocket of her soaked clothes. The unique fluctuations of magic prove that this is an extraordinary product. And the fact that a few cross coins were brought up along with the Cross Brigade badge proved that Lilin was not lying.

"I ...... Whew, I'm very much. I'm amazing. Lilynn curled up, her exhaustion and soaked clothes quickly making her shiver from the cold. "I'm ...... I'm from the psychic family—"

"Don't push yourself. Lovian spread his intact wings on the other side and pointed, "Go in." ”

"Ah......h

"What do you want? I can't explain what happened to you to Ian and the Holy Land. Lovian frowned.

"Oh. Lilin quickly weighed the pros and cons and got into Lovian's wings, and folded one of the wings back with great force. This caused Lovian, who had almost dislocated his wing, to gasp in pain, and Lilin hadn't noticed it yet.

A few more minutes passed. Lilin gradually returned to normal, and Lovian felt the coldness unique to the Lubistan family from her, which was a harbinger of her mental strength gradually recovering.

“...... How do you know about Ayan?" Lovean's numb silence finally made Lilynn unable to help but speak.

"She's in the same boat with me now, and she's mentioned you many times, but you're very different from the person she said you were. ”

"Oh...... So what did she say about me. ”

"Ask for yourself. Lovian didn't want to divert the conversation, "Is Ian's amnesia the cause of the curse or your own cause?"

Undoubtedly, Ai'an's recovering memories also means the gradual unlocking of her once-world-beating power, and it also means that her grievances and grievances with her former enemies return to her memory. Is this good or bad? Lovian and Mastema, they don't have the bottom.

Lilin was silent for a moment before she said slowly, "...... Because of this, my brother scolded me severely. I don't know if Ian's amnesia is the curse of the so-called Dark Mage, or if I have a secret desire to restore her memory. There are too few people in the world who have a level 5 memory. If Ai An couldn't reach the fifth level, even if she was at the fourth level of extreme strength, it would be impossible to change this world much. ”

"What do you want?" said Lovian's question very quickly this time.

After another moment of silence. Li Lin hugged her knees and said, "At the beginning, we really wanted Ai'an, who had recovered his memory, to help us defeat the Earth Holy Sect. Take back the clergy. However, many times we tried and found that they had failed, on the basis of an unclear plan. We don't dare to sacrifice Ai'an lightly. The current Ai An is really a chicken-like character, tasteless food, and it is a pity to abandon it.

His Majesty was also very puzzled at the beginning, and his brother even wanted to take some extreme measures, such as sacrificing some people from the wolf clan, maybe she could restore her memory as the white wolf king. We did, and Cold Hammer's death was negotiated between us and the wolves, but even then we didn't succeed.

"Then His Majesty thought of you, because you have the memories of the fifth level of power in your mind, maybe you can make Ai An recall this. That's why we allowed Ai on to join these demon stations, and let the remnants of the demon power gradually recover according to your wishes - this is the premise of this qiē. Fried's predecessor is no longer there, and people like Phantom Seniors won't help us casually, His Royal Highness Mercedes is the king of the elven clan, Luminos senior, and it is said that he and the black mage were sealed together. After all, he is not a real fifth-level, and if he wants to restore the authority of the Holy Land, we need the help of another fifth-level powerhouse. ”

Lovien was somewhat absentmindedly crushing the clods of dirt at hand, and Lilin looked a little annoyed. But beside his indifferent expression and warm wings, she still didn't vent in the end.

"How are we going back?" Lireen couldn't help but say.

Luo Weian pointed to the wings behind him, and then pointed at her, "One, I'll fly you over when my wing injury is healed." Two, wait for your mental strength to recover and step on the ice. ”

Only then did Lilen notice the shocking wound on his back, "You...... Will you be able to recover before we starve to death?"

You should ask yourself this. Don't rely on others for everything. "Let me ask you one thing, what changes were made to the Dead Sea Papers after Fried's death. ”

"Dead Sea Papers......" Lilin looked around with some humility, "you don't know, do you?"

"Long ago, when the three gods who had become overseers died, the acolytes of the Earth Temple and the Temple of Time recorded the words of the gods. That is our Sacred Book, and it is the general outline of all religious doctrines today. After some time, we found another version of the "Holy Book" in the Elven Dead Sea, which is the "Dead Sea Documents". Although the Dead Sea Texts are quite similar to the Sacred Order, they differ greatly from the Sacred Book in many key parts. This disagreement led to the turmoil of the Manju Sahua Dynasty 6,000 years ago, as the Demon Emperor chose to take refuge in the Dead Sea Order, while the Holy Emperor had been insisting on the Sacred Order...... This qiē eventually led to the 'holy war' of the present, and the new star split from the territory of Osiria...... What stupid history. ”

“...... Yes," Lilin whispered, her pale blue eyes looking out over the Dead Sea, "and the source of the disagreement is that the Lord of Life created several lives in the first place...... The Holy Record says that the creation of two lives, a man and a woman, and the union of each other creates thousands of lives. And the Lord of Life in the Dead Sea Book created Adam and Lilith, and Lilith betrayed the Lord of Life and did not want to divide herself into beings...... So he was confined in the middle of the Dead Sea and crucified. ”

Lilin's voice grew quieter, and eventually, she timidly looked behind her, a lifeless Fried still pierced through her body by the rusty copper nails.

"This is the Dead Sea Paper, and the one nailed there should be the 'abandoned daughter of life' - Lilith. But since five hundred years ago, in order to seal the qualifications of the black mage Fried's usurpation of power, he has been punished by the rules by using a plane that only transcendents are qualified to use. That's what Fried said at the time, but no one expected it to be like this......"

"How do you know it's Fried who was crucified?"

"Mercedes seniors told us. "She was the first to discover this qiē. At that time, Her Royal Highness Mercedes had been in a meltdown for a whole month, and I personally went to Eore to restore her spiritual sea with spiritual flames. ”

"And where has Lilith gone?" said Lovien, sighing, "one of the progenitors of all life, if the Dead Sea Papers are true. So Lilith's disappearance is a big event that can upend Osilia!How many people know about it now?" (To be continued......