Chapter 1107: Back to Hell (2)

Adler will shove the mirror into Alexto's hand, keep your eyes open to see who you are, and keep your eyes open to see who Moro is! You should always figure out what you have to do. Adler leaned close to Alexto's body and lowered his voice, "It's time to wake up from daydreaming, Alexto, you can't escape, don't struggle." ”

Alector heard the name, she was used to hearing it, but when it came out of Adler's mouth, it made people feel even more trembling, ironic, and terrible, and she remembered the name Adler had told you to tell her that she couldn't forget revenge.

She's Alexto, not Eve.

She's Alexto, not Eve.

She's Alecto, not Eve......

How ridiculous, she kept telling Alfonso that she was not Eve, she didn't want to be Eve, but when she really changed back to Alexto, she was so disappointed, it turned out that she was still willing to be Eve.

"It's not...... It's not like that......" Alector covered his ears and crouched in the corner between the table and the bed, trembling, "No...... I'm not...... Alector...... I'm not...... You're lying, you're lying......"

Adler pulled Alextor's finger away with a knife and pressed it against the phantom mirror, "Keep your eyes open to see who you are?" See for yourself if I'm lying! ”

The phantom mirror slowly began to show the image, Adler pressed her head and forced her to look, the image on the phantom mirror was a little blurry but more and more clear, the mirror began to show the image of a woman struggling to give birth, there was gorgeous and beautiful, screams, and the doctor and maid who were busy walking around, and the crowd dispersed little by little, and she finally saw who the person who was giving birth, it was Morro.

She had just given birth and she had exhausted her strength, and the man who knelt on the ground in the delivery room, the doctor pushed the cradle to the side of Mo Luo's bed, and whispered that it was a little princess.

Mo Luo hugged the infant child with infinite love, and two small babies were placed in two small cradles, quiet and lovely.

Red eyes and blue eyes are like two little elves, but they are born like opposites, one red and one blue seem to be born to take different paths.

Moro smiled happily at the two children, and Lorenzo was rarely so loving, teasing the two children so happily that she even saw Dolores looking around the two children.

But soon it was another scene, the lights of the Ales palace were extinguished, and Moro gently shook the two small cradles, kissed the two puffy little faces, and then extinguished the last light in the entire Ales palace, and the baby room was darkened, and the two children slept well, not crying at all, not making trouble at all, obediently and quietly, quite cute.

Suddenly, a man in a long cloak suddenly appeared in the mirror, she stood in the middle of the two cradles, glanced at Stella next to her lovingly, and even gently shook the small cradle, and finally looked at the cradle without hesitation, stretched out her withered hands and took away another child, the child was really well-behaved The moment he opened his eyes, he was covered by a pair of hands, and then the child did not make a sound.

Turning around at last, the woman glanced once more at the child in the other cradle, still asleep, with a satisfied smile on her furrowed face, it was Adler, the face she knew best.

She left Stella behind, she left her blood and bones, she believed so much that Moro would treat Stella well, but took Morlo's daughter to suffer, how selfish and ridiculous and despicable.

Morrow, she stole your child, why are you still being so nice to Stella? No wonder you're being bullied like this.

Brighter and brighter lights lit up in the palace of Ales, screams, footsteps, shouts grew louder and louder, "Her Highness Eve is gone!" ”

"Her Highness Eve!"

"Her Highness Eve!"

"Guards!"

"City-wide search!"

"Quick! Blockade Ales City! ”

Adler wore a black cloak and shuttled through the long streets of Ales City, soldiers were going from house to house searching for the birth of the baby, Adler flashed into a small alley, the speed was not as fast as an old woman should have, from an abandoned coffin found a dying baby It seems that there should be no life, Adler put the two children together, he didn't know what he was chanting silently, one of the children cried, attracting more footsteps. Adler seemed to panic for a moment, as if he did not expect such a thing to happen, and the speed of the mantra was repeated, and the baby quickly stopped crying and calmed down.

Adler picked up one of the children and hurried towards the alley, and three seconds later the pile of debris behind her, along with the small abandoned coffin, ignited a fire, cutting through the night sky of Ales and melting the snow that Ales had never melted.

Alector already knew that she was running around with Adler, fleeing in all directions, and she didn't want to look any further.

Adler laughed again, "Finished?" It seems that you still can't fully understand what your mission is, and then look at something else. ”

Alecto's whole body trembled, watching Adler smear his own blood on the blood mirror, "See how Roland died?" See what you have to do! Who is your enemy? Who are you! ”

The sky was full of firelight, and the battlefield was filled with the sounds of fighting, but those voices were getting weaker and weaker, and the battle of Ales dragged on for too long, and those soldiers gradually died out, and finally the whole battlefield was facing each other, with Moro on one side and ...... on the other. It should be Roland.

She had never seen her father's appearance, this was the first time she had really seen Roland's appearance, although it was not so clear from a distance, Morrow's voice came through time, in fact, Moro did not speak, he stepped off the horse with a long sword, the sword came out of the sheath and flashed silver, Roland didn't even struggle a little bit before Morrow's long sword pierced his chest, Roland fell from the horse and even with a little smile, a little bit of anger, "I lost a long time ago...... I didn't intend to win this battle from the beginning, because as soon as I saw you...... I'm not going to win, Morrow. ”

Mo Luo still didn't speak, and sneered, "I know that you have always been a loser from beginning to end, and all this was not yours from the beginning, Ales will always belong to Ales and mine." Moro turned away, leaving Roland alone with a sword in his chest, blood staining the ground.

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