Night Rose entered the door, and the "past" Krosso naturally turned around and locked the door.

His clothes were windless, and there was an instant silence for dozens of miles around him.

Under the oppression of low-key but huge invisible coercion, with this room as the center, all the birds and beasts within a radius of dozens of miles flew away and scattered, bees and butterflies danced wildly, insects and snakes scurried around, and even the sycamore leaves outside the window stopped and did not dare to shake. Now, apart from the rooted plants and the fungi and viruses that have not had time to escape, the "past" Krosso and the Night Rose are the only living beings in this dimension.

The windows of the room to the upwards are automatically lifted, loosened back to the window lattice, the window sash suddenly falls back, making a crisp and heavy "bang" sound, one by one, knock firmly, the outside of the window, the curtains of the sky and water are hanging down with the memory, and on the cyan bamboo forest, the colorful butterflies shuttle through it vividly.

The Hundred Butterfly Palace lamps on the wall lit up faintly, but there was not much fireworks, but a melodious and distant fragrance slowly diffused.

"Agarwood?" asked the "past" Krosso, breaking the unusually calm atmosphere.

"Stack incense. Night Rose pulled out a smile and added faintly.

The warm yellow light is not very bright, the two are still silent, the room is completely dim and brown and black, the figures are shaped on the wall and the ground like a paper-cut shape, the light and shadow are shaking and changing in the room, there is an extreme sense of unreality.

"Now" Krosso lowered her eyes and remained silent, wondering if she was asleep.

The other goddesses all lightened their breathing and suppressed their coercion and breath, and they unconsciously thought that they were eavesdropping on the corner of the wall in the time and space of their memories, and they could be discovered by the people in the memories at any time.

Now, they also have a premonition that something is indeed wrong with the Night Rose today, and it seems that this trouble is a little too tricky.

And if something happens to the Night Rose, then they may have a hard time in the future.

After all, they have so many people and things on their shoulders, and those things can have Night Rose and Blood Rose to share most of them for them before they make a move, but once Night Rose has an accident and the balance is disrupted, the consequences are absolutely unimaginable.

Besides, in terms of feelings, even Aurora, the most rational goddess of light among them, is afraid that she can't bear it.

And, even if it...... Even if it really came to the last step, there was only one of them left between him and the Blood Rose, and there was a vacancy in the position of the 'Absolute' that needed to be filled by other candidates, and they did have the ability to create another 'Absolute' to replace the original Dark......

But it wasn't him.

Night Rose ...... It's still not the same.

At this time, Night Rose spoke.

"I'm in trouble. ”

"Huh?!" the five goddesses, but not including the "now" Krosso, let out an incredible exclamation in unison.

Krosso thought he was laughing...... What are you talking about, and you can still laugh?!

Moreover, the face of the Night Rose is hidden in the darkness and is faintly unvisible.

She didn't think she could laugh so ...... Sadness and crazy happiness, obviously he just gently hooked his lips.

Nightrose didn't explain much, and he walked over to the curtain of the window, "Come with me." He melted into the snow-white wall.

The goddesses followed him all the way through the spatial boundary line, discerning the correct route from the spatial turbulence and then passing out, and everyone found that they had entered a room again.

It is a semi-circular study with pure mahogany furniture, in front of the straight wall, the bookcase is raised to the top, and the bookcase bookcase in the rest is designed to resemble a staircase. It's densely packed with books. The floor in the middle of the room is made of black and white marble tiles, and the outer floor is paved with pebbles and rain stones, and the stones are mixed with various herbs. Clear water can be seen in the cracks of the pebbles, and the water is still flowing, and I don't know how to do it.

Night Rose sat down at the large, curved desk in the middle of the room, silent for a while. The goddesses became uneasy.

"Come to me, my dear. Night Rose suddenly said into the air, the gentleness in her tone startled.

With a "whoosh", a swarthy and locked book flew straight from the distant bookshelf to Night Rose's hand.

"Little Sage likes to run around. Night Rose smiled sadly, her eyes gentle, her words remarkably affectionate, "I'll entrust it to you now." ”

The Doomsday Book suddenly snapped open, and the pages were desperately flipped over and over again, making a "whoosh" sound in vain.

Croso, who had passed, just looked at him calmly and didn't reply.

Now Croso opened his eyes, his eyes empty.

"I suppose you should have 'seen' it too, right?" Night Rose's tone was flat but implied sadness and helplessness, "I hope you can put the Doomsday Book below the human world." ”

"As a human being. ”

Suddenly, there was a violent upheaval in the space, and then it returned to endless darkness.

They're back in the Metaverse.