The world seemed to converge in an instant, and the light quickly dissipated from Birmingham's field of vision.

Did it work?

Birmingham, who stood with his sword up, looked at the lightless world like this, the heat wrapped in fine grains of sand seemed to be still under his feet, but it was extremely far away, so far away that Birmingham could only see a point of light like a grain of rice flashing in the lightless world.

A candle-like glimmer of light was cast on the retina, and the flickering light points with a hint of warmth made Birmingham's eyes feel a little tingling.

It was a strange feeling that the young nobleman who complained like this began to move his steps, and he could not judge whether his sword had succeeded or not.

It should have worked, right?

Birmingham muttered to himself with some unconfidence, his hand holding the sword was not as strong as it had just been, and the sand beneath his feet gave Birmingham the illusion that he was still in the Figley Empire, but the day should not be so short at this time.

Do you think you've succeeded?

I guess, that's my last hole card.

Are you, so convinced that your sword is enough to kill a dark blue empress?

So what else can I do, if it fails, I really can't do anything at all.

You're naïve.

Naive, do you mean me, but who the hell are you!

Birmingham, who was walking step by step, suddenly stopped, obviously did not speak, but such a conversation was extremely clear in his mind, and the person who spoke to him was nowhere to be seen.

"Hey, who are you, are you the Lord of Time, such a prank is enough again. Birmingham put the sword in his hand a little weakly, and his upright body collapsed in an instant, soreness and tiredness had completely occupied every nerve of this nobleman, and now he just wanted to sit down and rest.

Just do what you say is Birmingham's principle.

The fine grains of sand began to flow in all directions as Birmingham sat down without a figure, and finally the rolling golden grains of sand came to rest at the feet of another man.

"Would you like to sit down for a while, it's very comfortable. Birmingham patted himself where he was, and the slightly hot sand did have a velvet upholstery feel.

"Isn't it astonishing, Lord of Conquers. ”

"You still like to be called that, Lady Colorring. "It's strange that it's a world without light, but Birmingham can clearly see every detail of the person in front of him, even the eyebrows that are slightly raised because of surprise.

"Don't Mr. Birmingham dislike such titles, I thought every young nobleman would like them. Lady Colourring walked briskly to Birmingham's side, the former Lord of Ambella now like a young girl.

"I don't think Lady Colorring will like the title of Lord of Ambella either. ”

"Huh?" Lady Colour Ring tilted her head slightly, rubbing her fingertips against the cherry flap of her lips, as if wondering how to answer Birmingham's question.

"I have to say, but I prefer to be called Luna by others than the Lord of Ambella, but unfortunately the people who know that name are no longer there. ”

"So, are you really Xiong Lan?"

"Didn't you already see me six thousand years ago, you should know that better than I did. ”

"Alchemy can really make people immortal?" Birmingham was obviously full of doubts in his heart, and he looked up at the legendary alchemist, unable to imagine that such a young girl had gone through six thousand years and her face had not changed.

"Didn't Nasr tell you that only the soul is immortal, this is an iron rule for any species, the reason why dragons are immortal is because their souls are very strong enough to resist the passage of time, but if such a powerful soul collides, then the weak side will be devoured by the strong side, this is why only dragons can kill dragons, and we, these mortals, want to achieve the point of immortality is the only way. ”

"Soul Immortality, sounds pretty good. Birmingham sincerely admired the whimsical ideas of the girl in front of him.

"Not bad, I have relied on this method to survive for six thousand years, but this method is always flawed, the human soul is not comparable to the dragon after all, the erosion of time may be a short-term itch for the dragon, but for mortals, this is enough to destroy everything, my memory has been stripped away a lot in these six thousand years, and now whether I am Xiong Lan or the color ring is already an unsolvable puzzle. The girl's face swelled with a trace of melancholy, the consequences of immortality made her regret it more than once, and what was even more terrible than this was that the emotions of regret also gradually blurred with the migration of her soul again and again, if it weren't for Claire's words this time, I am afraid that she would still be immersed in the sweet dream of the Lord of Ambella.

"So yes, are you here to fix this one flaw?"

"On the contrary, Mr. Birmingham, I think after all this nightmare of eternal life. ”

"You and Claire are two polar opposites. Birmingham looked at the girl in front of him, and there was no trace of the tragedy of dying from her face, but with a calmness that he had never felt before, how to end this nightmare, Birmingham knew that if the starting point was not there, then what was the meaning of the end.

"No, I think the two of us are very similar, and we both changed history for our own selfish desires. ”

"At least not too bad in terms of results, is it. ”

"I would be a little relieved if Mr. Birmingham thinks so, but I still have to say sorry to Mr. Birmingham. ”

"Why the sudden apology?"

"Because if there is no longer such a person as Xiong Lan in history, the existence of Mr. Birmingham will also die. ”

"But that's history, isn't it, and I'm sure Richard Birmingham won't be beaten for one or two changes. Birmingham smiled confidently.

"Mr. Birmingham has really grown a lot. ”

"A journey is always a little bit different, after all, growth is a stage that everyone has to go through. The words of emotion were a little different from Birmingham's tone, but now he did say such words, and a conversation allowed Birmingham to finally relieve the fatigue after the battle, no, or the feeling of tiredness had begun to gradually move away from the teenager sitting on the sand.

It began, when his sword pierced into the Deep Blue Queen, no, or earlier, as early as when he was still above the Deep Harbor, history had quietly changed, and now, the long river of history had finally begun to correct its course and smooth out the raised boulders in the river.

Disintegration has become the only color in Birmingham's eyes, everything is like the morning dew of summer ushered in the footsteps of the dawn, this beautiful scenery, the short life for which the flow of time began to drift in the air.

"See you then, Luna. As the skin on his face began to peel away, Birmingham stood up and gave his final greeting to Luna, the girl on the same side.

"Goodbye, Mr. Birmingham. ”

That sentence seems to be buried in the wind, and then crushed into the dirt by the wheels of time, a new beginning after 6,000 years of flow will bring a different end.

May the goddess bless you, and hope that your soul will last forever.