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Ulysses saw it, saw the white and black world.

White snowflakes fell sadly from the sky, one by one, one by one, falling into the endless black abyss. At the bottom of the abyss, there were clusters of tall crystals, and cold snowflakes fell on them, and soon became a part of these crystals, making this huge abyss even more cold and lonely.

It seems to have gone through a devastating war, and the huge crystals that grew in the abyss were full of broken marks, most of which had fallen and turned into fragments.

And in the midst of this pile of debris, there is a throne that exudes an aura that is even colder than the surroundings, a frozen throne forged by ice and snow. However, at this moment, even the hardest throne, which represents the center of this world, has been shattered by some force, and only a few huge fragments remain.

In the shattered frozen throne, there was a petite girl in white, her body had a huge scar from left to right, almost splitting her weak body in half, she lay alone in the fragments of the throne, her beautiful eyes could no longer be opened.

There was a sense of weakness that seemed to disappear at any moment, like snowflakes falling from the sky. Occasionally, snowflakes fell on her, making her thin body even more withered.

The huge crystals that stood around her reflected her pale skin and countenance. Alone in the shattered throne of ice and snow, her breath was so faint that she was almost imperceptible.

Her body could no longer sustain herself, and the last sword of the Mercury Sword destroyed her roots, and no matter how much magic her master sent her, she couldn't save it.

However, unlike the Mercury Sword, she was in a near-death state and did not show a painful expression.

It's not that you don't feel pain, the body is torn, even the very essence of the self is cut apart is fatal to anyone. However, she didn't know how to express that kind of feelings, and she didn't have a physical body, so she lacked a lot of feelings that a physical Rose Maiden would have.

Therefore, even if it hurts, I don't know how to express it, even if I am lonely or sad, I can't say it. Even if she was as close to death as she was now, she could only let out a silent cry alone.

It was a voice that no one could hear, the sadness in the girl's heart. She doesn't exist like a dream, and even her body is just an empty phantom, so she can only express her feelings in this way.

This broken Crystal Valley is the landscape of her pain and sorrow, the world she lives in.

Then, a light came into the world, before the Broken Throne, located in the deepest part of the Crystal Valley.

Xue Hua Jing, who was in the weakest state, opened her eyes slightly, looking at the light that could not appear in this cold and lonely world.

Confused, she couldn't tell if it was a dream or a fantasy, and as an empty puppet, she might not be qualified to have something as extravagant as a dream, because she herself was a fantasy that didn't exist in the real world.

However, the light was so warm, so soft. Just looking at it made her have wet eyes and the urge to shed something that didn't belong to her.

She stretched out her hand to touch the light, but it was an impossible task for her now. Just a little lifted, the powerless hand fell involuntarily, and the deadly sword almost cut off all of her functions in the end.

The light gently took Xue Hua Zhijing's hand, conveying a familiar warmth to her heart.

This feeling, this breath!Snowfall Crystal's eyes widened suddenly, this is the mark that all Rose Maidens will remember when they were born, this world is unique, only the smell of their father.

Father, Xue Hua Zhijing wanted to shout, wanted to say many, many words, and for the first time since she was born, she wanted to express her feelings so strongly.

The loneliness of being frozen in this world, the sadness of not being able to have a body, and the desire to be embraced, all these emotions melted together, and finally formed a fiery sense of passion that even she didn't understand.

However, she couldn't say it, her injuries were so severe that opening her eyes was already her limit.

"Boom!" Crystal Valley began to collapse on a massive scale, and it was the fierce feelings hidden by the Snow Crystal that did not lose to the heart of any Rose Maiden.

The light turned into a vague shadow, and he gently placed his hand on the coat of arms on the chest of the Snow Crystal, which was the source of strength for all Rose Maidens, the highest achievement of soul alchemy.

There was a huge crack in the coat of arms of the Snowfall Crystal, which almost shattered the beautiful coat of arms completely. It was the scar of the last sword that the Mercury Sword had given up everything, and the terrible price that the Crystal of Snowbloom had paid for his carelessness.

If left unchecked, the Snow Crystal will only return to the skies of the City of Dolls, turning into stars and falling into a long slumber, just like the second, third, fifth, and sixth dolls that have fallen one after another during the long war.

However, in the light of the light, miracles began to happen.

The crest that was cut by the last sword of the Mercury Sword began to be automatically restored, and this kind of thing can only be done by one person in this world. Feeling the power pouring into his body, Xuehua Zhijing's heart became even more excited.

She wanted to stretch out her hand, she wanted to get closer to the light that represented her father, but her body slowly quieted down under the effect of healing, and a sense of sleepiness began to invade her body.

Can't sleep, can't sleep, can't die!The Crystal of Snow Hua struggled desperately, but could not defy her body's instincts, and while her body was almost completely repaired, her consciousness sank into deep darkness again.

In the end, she still couldn't make her voice heard, telling the person she longed for the most her heart. In this silent world, what is left is deep regret.

And Ulysses, who had treated the two rose maidens at the same time, was so tired that he lay down on the tree and fell asleep unconsciously.

Two chests of different colors appeared beside the Sword of Mercury and the Crystal of Snowbloom, gently took them in, and then flew into a black door together. Behind the door, there is a gray sky and huge ruins.

In the gray sky, there were seven different stars, four of which had fallen into a deep sleep, and the first and seventh stars, which had already dimmed and were about to enter eternal sleep, had begun to shine again.

It was the light that belonged to the heart of the Rose Maiden, and the bonds that were intertwined.