It had been a busy and fulfilling day with merchant ships flying different flags coming and going outside the ports of the Violet Islands, and only a few people knew that the Violet owner, Master Sivi, had fallen into a coma. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

When Natalia returned to Violet Castle and opened the door to the master bedroom, she saw Sivi sleeping on the bed, and her sister Meryl, who was accompanying her.

Meryl's spirits are also not very good, and the death of her father has caused her a lot of trauma, although she has not had as much contact with her parents. And Sivi's coma overwhelmed her even more, and she didn't fall asleep all night until the sun rose and she couldn't bear the exhaustion and collapsed at the head of the bed.

Natalia stepped forward, holding Xiwei's hand with one hand and her sister with the other, if she was still on the verge of an emotional outburst when she left the Yunlan Sect, now she is like a calm mountain, suppressing all the emotions in her heart.

She was full of strength and resoluteness, which brought a lot of comfort and support to Meryl, who leaned on her sister like a boneless, tears slowly sliding down the corners of her eyes.

"No one knows how long it will take for Sivi to wake up?" Natalia looked at her sleeping lover quietly, and it was only at this moment that she realized how much responsibility he had been shouldering all along.

"I'm sorry, but that's the way it is. Sivi entered a separate time series, he had to be sober and break the game to get out of trouble, and now no one could help him but himself. Chromie, leaning on the edge of the ledge, whispered.

"You're Lord Fourth Fakromic? I've heard Sivi tell me about his experiences in the Dark Realms, and you've been a great help to him. Natalia stood up and held out her right hand to Chromie.

Chromie bowed slightly, and the two shook hands.

Natalia didn't say anything, but directly made her own request: "Can I go to the battlefield of Nice Pass again? I want to see with my own eyes the place where my father died in battle!"

"Yes!" Natalia stopped Meryl and Christine, who were trying to follow, and disappeared into the teleportation of white light with Chromie.

The entire Nice Pass has completely changed, and the verdant hills that were once covered with greenery have been recoated in a bronze color, like an old time that has been frozen in a photograph and completely frozen in that moment.

There are still many humans or demons in the battlefield who still maintain their appearance before death, like gilded sculptures, but they are lifelike, perfectly maintaining the scene of the last moment before death comes.

Chromie took Natalia to the center of the battlefield, where Sivi's supernova erupted and her time dragon breath spewed, which had turned into a massive crater and all other traces were obliterated.

Natalia stepped into it step by step, she sensed the tragic and desperate battle, the peak combat power of the four demon lords was enough to crush any force in the world, and even Sivi could not save her father at all.

Her spirit began to diverge, her soul naturally merged with the entire heaven and earth around her, and the blood in her body began to burn, the wind spirit blood belonging to the Bonaparte family was sensing the existence of another wind spirit bloodline, and the golden lion blood belonging to the French royal family was operating in a way that no one could explain.

Chromie watched this scene quietly, but did not stop it, this girl who has two top bloodlines, but has embarked on the path of a warrior monk under the guidance of the great grandmaster Liu Yunlan, is undergoing a new and inexplicable change, that should be the evolution of the path pursued by the warrior monk, and the direction to be pursued in his life.

Gradually, Natalia finally sensed her father's breath, she slowly knelt on her knees, one hand covered her chest, the qi traction and soul perception that she had learned in the Yunlan Sect finally broke through the bottleneck at this moment, under the combined effect of the power of two completely different bloodlines, she seemed to be with her father, and experienced the last time before her father's death.

Gossip, game, attacks, organization, resistance, despair, hope, despair again, and finally a calm and indifferent welcome to death.

His loyalty and friendship had dissipated at the last moment, and all he had in mind was his attachment and blessings to his wife and daughter.

Chromie saw a miraculous scene, around Natalia, the souls of the dead were gathering and manifesting, in fact, they had already been completely shattered by such a violent impact, and there was no hope of resurrection. At this moment, however, they were regrouping one by one, and all the shattered pieces were reconnecting in an indescribable way.

This is by no means necromancy, because necromancy only uses souls as spellcasting materials, but all the souls gathered in front of them carry a strong and extreme emotion, which is the hottest and most intense emotion they have at the moment of their death in battle, as gorgeous as fireworks.

Eventually, the first full human form gathered, and even though the entire spirit was a golden color, Chromie recognized him as Natalia's father, Count Carlo Bonaparte.

At the count's side, one after another of the warriors of the dead reappeared, dressed in heavy armor and riding on horses, with the same fierce and fearless fighting spirit of the previous life, riding one and two until three hundred knights.

The Southern Route Army, which had a full 80,000 people, only condensed 300 knights, on the one hand, Natalia's ability was still very immature, and on the other hand, only true warriors could respond to Natalia's call.

Chromie can easily tell that these people are not reborn, let alone real soul remodeling, that is probably only true gods can do, this is just Natalia's special way to intercept the spirit of the most glorious and glorious moment of the warrior among these war dead.

Natalia finally opened her eyes and stood up, she smiled at the golden phantom of her father in front of her: "Father, from today on, we will fight side by side and never be separated!"

Three hundred golden knights lined up in a uniform line, led by Carlo Bonaparte, and gave a solemn military salute to Natalia, and then all turned into golden sand and melted into Natalia's body.

Chromie took a deep breath, she finally realized what had just happened, this Miss Sivi's fiancée had actually gained abilities similar to the most primordial demigods, and these warrior souls were undoubtedly the prototype of her invokers!

"Natalia, ...... they?" asked Chromie, hesitantly.

Natalia smiled at the sun, "I have found my own way, and that is war! This may be something that Master never thought of, right? Sivi has told me many stories, and one of my favorites is called Heroic Spirit!"

At this moment, Chromie no longer sees Natalia as an ordinary mortal, and in her Chromie sees the prototype of a god, the initial starting point.

"Next, go back to Ajaccio, you can't hide it from your mother anymore!" Natalia made a decision.

The white light of the teleportation technique flashed, and the two of them came to the sky above Ajaccio, but as far as the eye could see, it was a devastation, countless magical fires raged on the earth, and half of Ajaccio had sunk to the bottom of the sea, and the Blue Castle was in ruins. It was clear that the demons had ravaged the place and then left, leaving only a scorched earth.

Natalia's eyes turned blood-red, and she swooped straight into the Blue Castle like a cannonball, searching with a hint of luck, but soon found her mother's body in the master bedroom.

She still maintained her former appearance, wearing a lake-blue dress and lying quietly on the chaise longue, as if she had just slept, only a trace of black blood flowing from the corner of her mouth proved that she died of severe poison.

Princess Olivia died by suicide, and at the last moment, knowing that there was no chance of survival, she did not want to fall into the wrong hands and become a tool for the enemy to coerce her husband, brother or daughter.

Natalia wept bitterly and lay on her mother's body, her hands already shaking violently from overexertion, and she was just twenty years old and received the sad news that both of her parents died in one day, which was an unbearable blow.

Chromie stood quietly in the distance, even though she was used to seeing joys and sorrows, but this scene still made her heart ache, she only hoped that the little girl could hold on strongly, not to be hit by fate to decadence.

After a long time, Natalia struggled to stand up and said in the gentlest voice: "Mom, I brought Dad back, we are a family of three, we want to be together forever, okay?"

The power of her bloodline was running wildly again, and without caring about the huge damage that such an overload would cause to herself, she finally condensed her mother's heroic spirit, which was a gentle woman like a small hundred flowers, and unlike other golden heroic spirits, she was uniquely white.

"Now we're together forever, and no one will leave anyone!" Natalia cried and laughed, bloody tears sliding down her cheeks.

"Natalia, ...... you," Chromie asked worriedly.

"I'm fine, I've never had a clearer future than I have now. Natalia stood up: "From this moment, I have only one pursuit in my life, and that is to sweep away the endless abyss and wipe out the demons in the world!"

At this time, Natalia was like a real Valkyrie, her will was as strong as steel, and all that burned in her was a raging battle intent, and she was indomitable.

Chromie whispered, "Natalia, you still have Sivi. Believe me, he won't disappoint and will come out of time soon. ”

Natalia's face finally had a hint of tenderness: "Yes, and Sivi, and Meryl, I'm not alone." Rest assured, Chromie, as the patriarch of the Bonaparte family, I will not fall easily until my life's wish is fulfilled!"