Caesar slowly descended, the dark and icy waters surrounding his body, dragging him into the dark abyss.

The blue flames attached to his body, as if they were constantly burning his body, and as if to provide him with protection from the darkness in this lightless abyss.

Watching the bubbles rising from the bottom of the sea float in front of him, Caesar silently closed his eyes, and the voice that had been calling him fell into a white vastness.

When I opened my eyes again, I saw a smile that was extremely familiar, extremely nostalgic, and the same as in my memory. Caesar was lying on her lap, gently stroking her hair. Tears clouded his vision, sobs blocked his throat, and he opened his mouth, but he didn't speak.

"Shhh The woman ran her cold, plain white and transparent fingers across his face and whispered.

Her voice was unusually ethereal, and like her body, it seemed a little illusory, as if the wind would fade away again. The blue flames burned silently on her body, not as punishment, but as some kind of protection, allowing her to return to this side of the world, to Caesar's protection.

She gently stroked Caesar's hair, her cold, transparent fingers seemed to tremble. Caesar could see that she had a lot to say to herself, and so did Caesar. But he didn't dare to make a sound, he was afraid that as long as he opened his mouth, this scene that I don't know if it was a dream would be shattered.

"Don't worry, it's not a dream." The woman seemed to see what he was thinking, chuckled and said softly, "I am indeed holding my little Caesar now." ”

Caesar trembled and reached out and gently took the woman's hand. Cold and gentle, as if there was no weight, as if it would disappear with a light force. But...... But the hand was truly held by him.

"Mom...... Mom...... "As if forgetting the pain of being pierced in the abdomen, Caesar called out to the woman in a hoarse voice.

Clarissa took his hand and put it on her face, saying like he did when he was a child, "Here I am." ”

Feeling the cold but real face, Caesar felt like he had never felt more relieved than ever after waking up from a nightmare when he was a child and seeing his mother by his side. The previous dragon kings, revenge, and family fate were really just nightmares.

"Really...... It's you......" he muttered as if he couldn't speak.

"It's really me." Clarissa comforted softly like a child, "I'm right here, I'm not going anywhere." ”

Caesar finally felt a little relieved, covered his wounds, and lay back. Only now did he have time to look around.

They were now in a misty space, and the white mist surrounded them, like an impassable barrier, unable to see farther.

"Here?" He asked weakly.

He could feel the life force draining from his body, and with each trace of life, he could faintly hear something calling out to him in the mist.

Clarissa's expression was still soft, and she explained softly: "This is the forbidden land of the living, the land of the dead. ”

"The Dead...... Country? Caesar muttered the woman's words, "Am I already dead?" ”

This also explains why he was able to see his mother again, but he didn't feel a trace of fear in the face of his mother, who might be dead, because it was the person he had in mind.

"If you die, you won't feel pain." Clarissa gently pressed his wound with a distressed look. Although the bleeding from the wound had long since stopped, the hideous wound made it clear at a glance how painful it was.

But Caesar laughed: "With my mother here, death doesn't seem to be a very terrible thing." ”

Clarissa shook her head as if to reprimand, "I can't say that, my little Caesar won't die, he has to become a big hero, a handsome cowboy who punishes evil and promotes good." ”

Caesar couldn't help but laugh again, until now, her mother still thinks cowboy is synonymous with justice. But there's nothing wrong with that, because he's a handsome and righteous cowboy riding Harley...... Although those harleys are now gone.

"Sit up and try." Clarissa helped him to his feet.

Caesar sat up in silence, but still holding his mother's hand, as if he had been afraid of getting lost as a child. He looked at his mother beside him, she was still dressed in a white dress, her bright blonde hair scattered behind her, and the dark blue flames burning on her body could not stop the sparkle and holiness of her body.

"I'm already that old, but I'm still like a child." Mom looked at him and chuckled, except that his body looked a little illusory, and he didn't look like a dead person at all.

She continued to say softly, "I know you still have a lot of things to ask, and I have a lot of things to tell you, but time is running out, and you can't stay here for too long. ”

Caesar was a little panicked, he was now like a kindergarten child who saw his mother walking away from the window. He hadn't experienced this feeling before, and when the other kids his age were crying for the first time they left their families for the first time, he was looking at them with a look of arrogance, as if he didn't want to be in the company of this group of cryworms. Unexpectedly, after many years, he finally experienced this feeling.

"Don't be coquettish, you're already an adult, aren't you?" Clarissa put away her soft expression and said in a stern tone.

Caesar wanted to say that whether he was an adult or not was different from whether he wanted to be spoiled with his mother, but he still obeyed what his mother said.

He raised his head and asked, "Will we be able to meet again in the future?" ”

Clarissa's pretended stern expression also relaxed a little, her eyes lowered, she looked carefully at Caesar's face and said, "The dead should not interfere in the world of the living, and I should not have come to see your ...... again"

The surrounding fog was surging, as if something was about to come out of it, to snatch her away from Caesar again.

"But...... Caesar is already half a relevant person, and even if I don't come forward, sooner or later you will come into this world and understand the truth here. Clarissa chuckled as she looked at Caesar's stunned face, as if the prank had succeeded.

The fog gradually spread, Caesar's eyes began to freeze, and he wanted to continue to hold his mother's hand, but an unknown force was pushing him, the living, away from this world of death.

"Go, Caesar, and do what you have to do, and use the power that has been given to you to break the fate that haunts you." Clarissa chuckled at him.

But her voice sounded more and more to Caesar, until it disappeared completely, and a rainbow light lit up in front of Caesar, who had been holding his mother's hand, holding a brilliant star-shaped octahedron.

As if to tell him that what had just happened was not a dream, the star-shaped octahedron emitted a soft light that gradually enveloped his body. In the light, he heard a voice.

"I come, I see, I ......"

……

Clarissa silently looked at Caesar as she disappeared into the mist, before turning around and saluting the dark figure behind her, which was covered in mist.

"Thank you very much for your help, Master of Death." She bowed her head very low, her legs bent, and bowed with great sincerity.

"Wandering back to the undead who don't want to leave, is this your last wish?" One eye is lit with rainbow light, and the other eye is lit with golden light. The fog completely faded, and the figure of the wild hunt stood on the icy wasteland.

Clarissa looked up as she awoke from her confusion, the man who ruled death. Previously, she had been wandering back in the world that no longer belonged to her, chasing the figure of her family who was impossible to touch. Until just now, the Lord of Death, who had expelled another person behind the scenes attached to Frost's body, set his sights on her, who no one would notice.

"Yes, seeing my family alone in the world, I don't think I have any reason to continue to be greedy in this world." She nodded and said, "As for Pompeii...... I think there are already people around him who can fulfill the obligations of a wife, so if he goes in this way, it will only scare him. ”

"So, go to the world where you should go." Wild Hunt said, turning sideways, revealing a world that had been forever covered in frost.

"Thank you again for your help, Master of Death." Clarissa thanked again, "I thank Pompeii for not being here, but also for your favor, and thank you again for giving Caesar the strength to defy fate. ”

"It wasn't I who gave it, but he was chosen." Wild Hunt raised his head and looked at the majestic Valhalla floating in the sky, "It was you who created an opportunity for him to make the Heroic Spirits floating outside the world set their eyes on him. ”

He lowered his head and looked at the poor woman who blocked everything for the future of the child: "In other words, it is your efforts that have earned him the strength to resist fate." ”

Clarissa also raised her head and looked at Valhalla, which was floating high in the air: "I hope that Caesar's future can be unusually bright under the light of this Valhalla......"

……

The soaring bone dragon came to a gentle halt in front of a ruin, and the dried corpses floating above the ruins all indicated that this was another battlefield they didn't know about.

Pacy silently jumped from the bone dragon's back and came to a mangled corpse. Looking at the unusually exaggerated but slightly recognizable silhouette of the corpse, he fell into a long silence. Chen Motong, who was left on the dragon's back, looked at the remains with indifference.

Fingal walked up behind him, looking at the acting school director and the head of the family who had been under one person and above 10,000 people not long ago.

"I won't say anything comforting, after all, I have a bit of a holiday with him, and it would be too hypocritical to say something like mourning with a clear conscience." After a long time, he patted Patsy on the shoulder, "Go clean up, this is what you should do." ”

Without speaking, Patsy nodded, took out two hunting knives recovered from the previous ring, dug a large pit in the ruins, and buried Frost's body into it, making an improvised grave.

"Alright." Fingal clapped his hands and shouted loudly towards the dark waters, "Miss Dragon King, who likes to sneak around, you can come out, after hiding for so long, it's time for this game of hide and hide to end, right?" ”

The darkness around them was still silent, and only the echoes of Fingal himself resounded throughout the waters, as if there was no life other than them.

"I've said it all...... It's time for this game of peek-a-boo to end. Fingal sighed helplessly, turning the EVA terminal he had been playing with into a large-caliber Magnum revolver.

He didn't aim, and without looking back, he fired a shot into the darkness somewhere. The sound of a bullet hitting something in the darkness rang out, and the sound of the ice cracking kept coming from there.

The dark waters were lit up by glowing ice, and a throne made entirely of ice appeared in the water, on which the haughty Queen of the Sea and the Water, Behemoth, sat silently, her long legs folded, and the Golden Boy watched with indifference as the group of people who had once again invaded her realm with indifference.

"It's rare to pick up a life, and you actually sent yourself to me again." She looked at Chen Motong in the crowd with contempt, "I have to wonder if you broke your head, obviously you have many opportunities to escape, but you still appeared in front of me again and again." ”

Chen Motong looked up at her, and the disgust in his eyes was about to overflow: "I haven't pulled you off the throne yet, how can I leave leisurely?" ”

"Pull down the throne......," Behemoth looked at her, laughing as if he had heard some funny joke, "just you, and this fool with no brains?" ”

She pointed to the huge bone dragon, her eyes radiating an extreme gold: "You don't think that this fool who has been reduced to a human puppet wants to touch my throne just because he has been reduced to a human puppet? ”

The surrounding waters shook as if they had come to life, and they surrounded their king, roaring at them, and Behemoth on the throne looked at them with contempt.

"As you wish, Niold is only a phantom in the water after all, and I am the real me at this moment!" The Dragon King's exclusive royal domain was generated around her, as if the power of substance had crushed her. Countless seas cheered, abandoning all kinds of false identities and puppets, and the dragon king Behemoth showed her true form.

Looking at the high-spirited Dragon King, Zero raised her head to face the coercion, she said coldly: "He's not a puppet, let alone a fool, he's my friend." ”

"Friends?" Behemoth laughed again, "Haha, it seems that it was you who broke your head, and you actually called such a betrayer a friend, you don't even know what your so-called 'friend' has done!" ”

She laughed enough, and with a wave of her hand, the nine-headed dragon gathered behind her: "Alright, put on your armor." I'm going to give you a chance to challenge me, a chance to pull me off the throne. ”

“…… You're getting one thing wrong. Chu Zihang, who was in the crowd, said suddenly, "We are here just to welcome new partners." ”

"What did you say?" Behemoth frowned, she felt slighted.

Jiude Mai waved her shoulders and told her, "It's not us who should fight you." ”

Something suddenly floated under the pitch-black abyss, and someone gently caught it with his hand, and found that it was red petals.