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Azik Eggers leaned against the reef and covered his head.

He let out painful and heavy breathing, but the lines of his face were no longer so tense, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned:

"The previous slumber reminded me of more things, I saw myself sitting on the throne of skulls, I saw the extraordinary and ordinary people who had fallen in front of the throne, they had done nothing wrong, they died suddenly, and then one by one they got up and became pale undead, undead who were loyal to me."

And I just watched coldly, without the slightest emotional fluctuation, and allowed this disaster to spread to the countryside, to the city.

"It doesn't make me feel like myself, but I know very well that this may be who I really are."

Is the "Archon of Death" in the Quaternary Byron Empire...... Crane's mouth twitched, and he pursed it tightly.

Azik raised his hand and rubbed the corners of his forehead, and continued in a calm tone:

"I feel like I'm coming back in that direction."

"But ......"

There was a deep incomprehension in his eyes, and he could even be said to be a little dazed: "I seem to have been rejected by her......"

Crane remembered the daughter whom Mr. Azik had mentioned who liked to ask him for candy, and after a moment's consideration, he said, "I don't think you're split, you're fighting madness.

"After losing the memories of the past, you start a new life again and again, you are kind, enthusiastic, and full of emotions, and the closer you are to your current life, the more you should be able to reflect this."

"This may be who you really are, the essence of you, and you during the Archon of Death were influenced by the uncontrollable tendencies inherent in the extraordinary traits, and by the Grim Reaper, who I heard had gone mad after the War of the Four Emperors. ”

Crane's words didn't have much basis, because there were only a few episodes of Azik's life that he knew—Baron Rum, a father who made swings for his daughter, a dutiful child, and a gentle and friendly history teacher.

His purpose is to provide a guess, a possibility, to help Mr. Azik fight against the "Death Archon Character" that comes back with his memories, so that he can face up to himself in the past part of his life, so that he can reach some kind of reconciliation with himself and become less ruthless.

Every life Eggers has ever experienced seems to have been wonderful.

The only thing that is not good is that he is gradually recovering from his memory.

In such a situation, it is difficult not to think about rejecting the past self!

As he spoke, he suddenly had a new idea, and without waiting for Azik to digest what he had just said, he hurriedly asked:

"Mr. Azik, do you know the anchor? The gods and angels anchor themselves in a depraved anchor not dragged by the uncontrollable tendencies and madness of extraordinary traits? ”

"Yes." Azik retracted his gaze and nodded.

Crane wasn't too sure, but said in a rather determined tone: "Perhaps, the new life you started by losing your memory again and again is your anchor against madness and loss of control!" ”

Don't discard them, don't forget them, that's who you are! After finishing speaking, Crane silently added another sentence in his heart.

"Anchor ......," Azik repeated, his expression bewildered and confused.

I don't know how long it took, he suddenly sighed and said:

"Maybe it's an explanation, at least it makes the division and conflict on my psyche less intense."

"This has bothered me for more than a thousand years, it has plagued me again and again, and I finally got an answer today. _o_m ”

……

in a large colonial city in West Bailang.

Edward's eyes were blazing straight ahead, looking directly at the dark sky in the distance, and he didn't even take a sip of the homemade milk tea in his hand when it was cold.

She blinked, and countless invisible thin lines suddenly spread out in her field of vision, some of them were black, some were red, and most of them were transparent, symbolizing ordinary people who did not have any abnormal occult connections.

But at this very moment, all the invisible threads were surging with pale flames!

In the entire southern continent, whether they are alive or dead, whether they believe in the Seven Gods or believe in death. (This chapter is not finished!) )

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The gods and the Mother Tree of Desire, at this moment, are all affected by the occult connection of a powerful being, and their fate changes dramatically!

"It turned out to be now...... It turns out to be now! ”

Almost excitedly, Edward put the homemade milk tea back on the table, his fingers tightly twisted together.

This was the "world-changing" moment in Thea Eggers' fate...... Now is the time! ”

As long as he chooses to "tell the information of the artificial death", Thea Eggers will inevitably make such a decision! ”

"Our judgment is correct, and the guidance is for this moment!"

——It is for this moment that I met Xia Eggers, cooperated so far, and led her step by step to this world-changing moment. Pause, marvel, praise, bless for the madness and courage that turned the tide, and then watch the shining soul come to an end.

She laughed and complained:

"Richard, that kid is really uncompetitive...... If Thea Eggers were our student, I could have gone and destroyed the world by now! ”

Then he joked to himself:

"It doesn't matter, the war is coming soon......"

"Xia Eggers has the potential to be our student, but I can't accept the ideas we want to convey, unfortunately, but understandable, I am also a person who respects the ideas and destiny of others."

The wick of the wishing lamp on the table spontaneously combusted, and a golden figure emerged from the container, holding its arms.

"It's hard to understand that you think like this, and that your passion for the self-destruction of weak lives is as strange as your own character. In the long run, you may not have used your authority to give the people of this continent a reprieve and prolong their suffering, but those little bugs will be grateful to you for giving them a new hope and a future...... Just kidding, I don't want to be hospiced by the god of death! You've just made a deal with that little princess before, what if the Grim Reaper doesn't admit it? ”

Edward smiled: "It's impossible for her not to admit it, because I have filled the possibility of "Death resurrecting as Thea Eggers", with my blessing and the fate I funded, how can Death not admit it, am I such a good talker?" ”

Mystical reappearances, god-killing spears, and mystical and additional blessings based on the "Made from the Branches of the World Tree" are the true help that the Fallen King has given to the audacious "Pale Empress".

"Bless her." "She'll get what she wants." ”

"Huh."

The lamp god laughed disappreciably: "The little princess is indeed a little timid, she may not be able to become a god of death by herself, it's a pity." ”

"She claims to be the Emperor of Byran, and you should call her Empress."

"I refuse, the emperor of the Grim Reaper path symbolizes absolute domination over the necromancer, and it does not necessarily have to be a specific country. I will not recognize any emperor except myself. The lamp shrugged, "Well, except for George III of Rune, after all, how could I not recognize my future me?" ”

Edward Road:

"According to the current situation, George III's status as emperor may not be guaranteed, and he may not complete the godhood ceremony."

The god of lights sneered:

"What am I going to do with the ritual? After becoming George III, I am the only real black emperor, even if the Seven Gods find me, will they dare to do it? Can they unite? Do they dare to bet with me who needs the people and anchors more? ”

The two outer gods laughed in unison.

The Children of Chaos sneered bitterly:

"In the final analysis, a group of beings who have been completely transformed by extraordinary characteristics are unwilling to go to the stars and enter us, but are obsessively wearing a layer of human skin, simulating unwarranted human nature, and doing things that are similar to us, this is the most ridiculous cart before the horse!"

"Don't say that."

Edward replied, "Let's just assume that they are crazy lovers of the human race, and there are many of us who are crazy about something, right?" So it's not surprising that they died in the end because of these crazy hobbies, obeying the blessings and respecting her god's fate. ”

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Whoa, whoa.

A very quiet emptiness.

Whoa, whoa.

There seems to be water seeping out of the ground, gradually. (This chapter is not finished!) )

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Wander up.

Thea Eggers lay in the dark underworld, his soul imprisoned by his body, and the icy water had reached his ears.

In the end, the strange spear killed her in the underworld, and nailed her sanity so that she did not become a crazy monster with a partial imprint of the spirit of death, a wild nature of artificial death, and a consciousness called "Xia 슷 Palenk Eggers".

In the cold world of death, she felt unusually warm and relaxed, and the darkness and silence around her were so familiar.

Thea Eggers felt as if she had returned to the time when she was still the "undead" in Sequence 4, and every time she waited before her new life was so quiet, she had enough time to look forward to what kind of life she would usher in when she woke up next time.

The difference is that this time, she won't wake up again.

She closed her eyes.

- Her eyes had been closed since she died, but now she felt another pair of eyes close and sink slowly.

She saw herself die again and again, the first time, when she was seven years old, the uncontrollable power of the "undead" caused her to die quietly in her sleep, and when she woke up, she became the adopted daughter of a farmer's family, spent twelve years of her life in the fields, and was later recovered.

Later, she learned that the royal family had already discovered her, but she watched her barefoot in the mud without saying a word, playing with others, picking flowers, cutting wild vegetables, and doing all kinds of behaviors that princesses should not do, so as to digest the potion.

The second time she died, she became the daughter of a businessman, lived a pretty good life, and had a fiancé of her choice. But more than ten years later, her adoptive father went to the side of death due to illness, and she was almost married off by her brother after losing her support. She hides with her fiancé, only to overhear him plotting to send her back in exchange for money. She fled in a hurry at night, killing her fiancé, mercenaries and her brother who had come to capture her in the agony of betrayal, dragging her blood to the long-awaited royal guards.

Since then, she has been less willing to die, and not every life is more happy than painful.

But potions need to be digested, power needs to be controlled, she still needs to die again and again, she has been a teacher, she has been a commoner, she has followed the beast of burden for dozens of miles to trade in the highland kingdom, she has seen the bound people of the gods who are pure and have very high moral requirements, and she has also been a robber by chance, robbing these extraordinary people who don't like to talk but are very good at cursing.

She had also met Renette Tinicole, a highland princess much older than her, as a princess and a bandit from her neighborhood, and every time she remembered these memories as a young child, she felt like she had succeeded in prank.

She has fallen in love with many people, watched each other die, and has been repeatedly betrayed by friends and lovers and fallen into a desperate situation.

Even in the last hundred years, she has become an angel and occasionally needs to use death to escape crises, so she has been a slave many times, and each life is pitifully short, and she was tortured to death at a young age.

Feeling love and friendship again and again, and witnessing the death or prostrations of her new friends, family, and loved ones at her feet, she grew up and finally learned how to participate calmly and rationally in everything around her as a passerby.

She is the bloodline of the Grim Reaper, the descendant of the immortal gods, the royal family of the world of the dead, and can only participate in the world of the living in this way.

Thea Eggers' vision seems to have been raised, and she looks at her own life for hundreds of years with a detached perspective.

Whoa, whoa.

She couldn't hear the sound of the water, it seemed to have swallowed her up, past the tip of her nose, and rising.

The body fell to the ground and died, and the soul of Thea and Eggers stood up and walked forward in the knee-high river.

She swims up the river, looking back on her life, to where she came from, to the voices that keep calling her from the depths.

Countless Thea Palenk wandered back by the river, most of her feet were shackled, numb and scarred.

The pain of being whipped with water, the despair of being marked as a legal slave by a red-hot iron, and the decades of misery were gently lifted by the Pale Empress, who had crossed them.

Some of them wore the costumes of commoners and merchants, and they wore feathers of different colors to symbolize class. (This chapter is not finished!) )

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Wool jewelry.

The sourness and happiness of love, the sadness and relief of witnessing the death of someone important, the anger of being deceived, the joy of being loved, the Pale Empress has already witnessed too much humanity and has crossed them.

She walked for a long time, and when she came to the end of herself, she saw the peasant girl who was barefoot and had a lot of mud spots on her long skirt.

It was her first life.

In front of her was a bottomless river, in which her reflection was unclear and called for her to go down.

There is another life waiting for her ahead, and she suddenly has a deeper place to come.

Thea Eggers looked at Thea Palenk, then walked past her and took a step forward.

Poof.

She stepped into the air and sank into the cold, heavy water.

In the water, a pair of pale eyes burning with flames immediately looked over, a face half hidden in the darkness, half Azk Eggers, and a white feather stained with butter fell and cut off half of Aziz's face.

Then another feather fell, and landed on Thea Eggers' brow.

Thea Eggers' body suddenly burned, and at the same time, the all-black figure twisted and gradually became clear, and the facial features appeared outlined, becoming a cold, majestic "Thea Eggers", a pair of light brown eyes were burned white by the pale flames, and the long black hair was spread out, floating in the same dark water, and the corners of the eyes and the side of the neck were hidden with small feathers and scales.

Cold as a serpent, eternal as a god.

What awaits her here is where she came from, the true source of the Eggers bloodline, the great ancestor, the true god of death!

"Thea Eggers" looked condescendingly at the "Pale Empress", watching her burn with flames and gradually sink to the bottom of the water.

The real Thea Eggers suddenly wanted to cry, or she had already shed tears, but she just merged with the black water.

"I'm Shia Palenque Eggers!"

The dark river swallowed her, and her voice could be heard in the darkness: "I am the last emperor of Byron—"

"Thea Eggers" remained silent, and when the figure and voice of the "Pale Empress" completely disappeared from the river, her body began to rise eerily upward. In her body, it was as if something suddenly awakened, and suddenly it was about to tear apart the human-like body, tear this flesh apart, grow out of the body, and escape.

Thea Eggers' body began to change, and patches of white, yellow-stained feathers emerged from her body, stirring up the dark waters, setting off monstrous waves, disturbing the boundaries between life and death, and then breaking out of the shackles of death and rising to the sky!

The River Styx rolled up and the mountains turned to ashes.

The world changed at this moment, the "Pale Empress" Thea Palenk Eggers successfully devoured the artificial Grim Reaper, containing the uniqueness and the Sequence One characteristic, she was killed in the Underworld, and she was also reborn in the Underworld, ruling the world of the dead as the dead!

The undead shouted for joy, and the living were silent.

It is not the dead who sleep forever, and all the things in the world do not end in death. @精华\/Shuge Error-free Debut~~

After a thousand years of silence, the ancient gods, erased from history and denied their existence, awakened as "the first and last emperor of Byron". The gods of the kingdom of the dead have awakened from death and returned from the netherworld!

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Even though it was in the water, Thea Eggers felt as if she had fallen into a sea of fire.

In the pale sea of fire, everything turned to ashes, and Thea Eggers slowly advanced, the flames slowly lowered, and the momentum of the sea of fire gradually subsided.

In a trance, she saw the splendid Bailang Palace, where the little princess Xia was dressed in a white dress and gold ornaments, and her long black hair was braided with a ribbon behind her back, sitting on a swing in the garden neither dignified nor noble, shouting for her mother to push her.

The picture changes, a solemn and cold man like a statue is sitting on the chair of the study, and on the small chair next to her is also sitting a little girl who is trying to imitate her, with a serious face on the floor, which makes people laugh.

The empress in the sea of fire looked at these pictures for a long time, lowered her head and smiled silently, and the palace appeared vaguely in front of her. (This chapter is not finished!) )

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In the corridor in front of the emperor, there are guards in armor waiting for them, officials, priests and maids walking back and forth, father, mother, and their brothers and sisters.

She walked there, and disappeared with the palace, a dream bubble.

TBC

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"The Emperor of the Dead Country", the title is still the author's characteristic pun.

The "Pale Empress" Thea 슷 Palenk Eggers returns to the gods and ancestors, and sleeps forever under the lightless netherworld.

*I won't show comments these days, but it will be restored, and I can see it, so it should be fine after today. _o_m

Don't comment because you don't show it, otherwise the author will be sad (?) ）。

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