Magic City, North District, Outer Ring City.

When the towering super-giant spatial crack gradually closed under the action of the golden power grid, the gray fog that spread out for more than ten kilometers also shrank back into the gap.

Tuoba Jun and Ning Shi stared blankly into the distance, until on the smart terminal in their hands, there was a "呲呲...... The murmur of "......" brought their thoughts back.

"Lord Tuoba, Lord Ning, the phenomenon of electromagnetic ripple disorder in the North District has completely disappeared......"

With the sound of surprise coming from the smart terminal echoing in his ears, Tuoba Jun and Ning Shi glanced at each other, and then, the two rushed forward at the same time without hesitation.

It didn't take long for them to arrive at a battlefield that had been completely razed to the ground, leaving nothing but ruins.

At this time, this original residential area has completely disappeared, and on the ground, where the previous super giant spatial crack is located, a terrifying sinkhole with a radius of nearly a thousand meters has been left!

Standing on the edge of the sinkhole, Tuoba Jun and Ning Shi could clearly see that the entire surface of the sinkhole was a layer of glass-like material left over from the ultra-high temperature burning of stones and sand shuo and other things, and in some areas, even residual red spots could be seen, you can imagine how terrifying the temperature here must have been before.

The scorching, distorted air rushed towards them, and in order not to harm their respiratory system, Tuoba Jun and Ning Shi had to open the sword intent barrier.

Looking at the sinkhole in front of them, the eyes of the two were full of shock.

Such destructive power......

Not to mention radiation damage, megaton nuclear bombs, the destructive power of the central fireball area, that's it.

"Leo ......"

Tuoba Jun sighed, his voice filled with pathos.

If the original Leo still had a slim chance of survival, then after the appearance of the super giant spatial rift, this possibility was completely reduced to zero.

No one can survive such horrific destructive power.

Even if it was the Heavenly Sword predecessor of the Heavenly Human Realm, he couldn't do it when he was alive.

This is no longer something that human beings can resist.

This is, a natural disaster!

For a while, both Tuoba Jun and Ning Shi fell into a long silence.

In the deepest part of the sinkhole, which the two of them could not discover, the weak point of the space invisible to the naked eye, wisps of blue stars that did not exist in the first place, were quietly flowing in.

The world, silently, has undergone some kind of inexplicable change.

……

Modu Kendo Alliance Branch, four-story treatment area, central ward.

Li Fei, who was lying on the hospital bed, slowly opened her eyes.

The white light on the ceiling made her eyes squint subconsciously.

The eyes that have not seen the light for a long time are difficult to adapt to for a while.

Squinting his eyes and letting his eyes adjust to the light, Li Fei reached out to cover his forehead and rubbed it gently.

She felt as if she had a long, long nightmare.

In her dream, there was a hideous black ghost, chasing after her.

She couldn't remember how she ended up escaping.

She only remembered that there was a familiar, warm aura that protected her, making her panicked and terrifying heart gradually become calm.

It's just that for some reason, after waking up, this breath suddenly disappeared, as if he had gone to a far, far away place, which made Li Fei's heart empty and very uncomfortable.

After a long time, Li Fei, who had adapted to the light, reopened her eyes, she looked at the surrounding environment, and what caught her eyes was a large number of medical devices that were very high-end at first glance.

How could I, how could I be in this place?

With this doubt in her mind, Li Fei struggled to prop up her body from the hospital bed, wanting to better observe her surroundings.

The weakness of her body made her feel very difficult even for this usually easy action, and she couldn't stop wheezing after doing it.

"Hoo ......"

After his breath calmed down a little, Li Fei looked around seriously.

On the cabinet next to the hospital bed, there is a fruit basket that is still wrapped in plastic film, and in the corner, there are three pairs of slippers, one large and two small, in addition, on the ground behind the exit door, there is a light black ash.

Unopened fruit basket ...... Is someone coming to see me?

Three pairs of slippers...... Except for one pair for me, the other two pairs, who are they for? Is it spare? It can't be, those big pairs, yardage so much bigger than my feet.

Black Ash ...... How can there be black ash in this room?

Li Fei covered her forehead with a little headache, she always felt that she had forgotten many things that were very, very important to her.

In the depths of her memory, there was a hazy figure, just by seeing it, Li Fei had an unforgettable feeling, but no matter how she recalled, it was difficult to remember.

The more she tried to see the figure's face, the more her head hurt.

Eventually, the intense pain forced her to stop remembering and lie back on the hospital bed weakly, staring blankly at the white ceiling.

The pain in the brain is difficult to hide the sourness in the heart.

Unconsciously, a teardrop flowed from the corner of Li Fei's eye.

"......Who are you?"

……

"Tread, tread ......"

The sound of hurried footsteps echoed in the lonely walkway.

Jiang Xiaocha ran anxiously.

She hadn't contacted her grandfather for three whole days.

In the past, no matter how busy Grandpa was, he would always reply to her messages within three minutes.

The strong sense of uneasiness in his heart made Jiang Xiaocha, who was supposed to stay in the imperial capital to continue to communicate and study with other swordsmen, resolutely returned to the demon capital from the imperial capital alone and returned home.

Soon, Jiang Xiaocha rushed to the door of his grandfather's room on the second floor of his villa.

When he wasn't working, Grandpa always liked to be alone and sit in this room reading a book.

She still remembers that when she was a child, when she was practicing swordsmanship, she would always nest in her grandfather's arms and listen to his stories.

Although the stories were boring and boring, as long as they were told by her grandfather, she listened to them happily.

After her parents disappeared, her happiest time was listening to her grandfather's stories.

"Kacha!"

Pushing open the door, the empty room in front of him made the expectation in Jiang Xiaocha's eyes fade at a speed visible to the naked eye.

No......

No......

No......

Grandpa, where have you been, and why haven't you heard me for so long......

The girl walked into the room in despair.

Sitting down behind the desk where her grandfather used to sit, she stared blankly ahead.

Suddenly, the corner of Jiang Xiaocha's eyes swept to an envelope on the desk that was sandwiched in the pile of books and exposed a corner.

Subconsciously, Jiang Xiaocha stretched out his hand and pulled out the letter.

"My dearest granddaughter, Xiao Cha Cha, kiss it."

"Grandpa......"

Jiang Xiaocha's eyes lit up suddenly, and he hurriedly opened the envelope, wanting to see what kind of information his grandfather had left.

"Dear Cha Cha Cha:"

"By the time you read this letter, I might have been dead."

The first sentence of the opening paragraph made Jiang Xiaocha stunned, her face turned pale instantly, and the fingers holding the letter paper trembled.

"Don't be sad, don't be sad, it's a great blessing for me to survive that battle twelve years ago and see you grow up."

"Hehe, your grandfather and I, I used to be a very powerful swordsman."

"Well, according to the definition of the Alliance, I should be regarded as a Title Sword Master."

"By the way, I haven't told you that your parents are also sword saints."

"One Three Sword Saints, what a beautiful and amazing ......"

“…… I'm sorry, Cha Cha, forgive Grandpa for hiding it from you all these years. ”

"I once told you that after you became a Dingduan swordsman, I would tell you the truth of everything."

"But then, I regretted it again."

"Sometimes I wonder, is it really a good thing for you to become a swordsman? Perhaps, wouldn't it be better to be an ordinary person and live a simple and happy life?"

"I don't know."

"Over the years, I sometimes feel that something is wrong with me, I will have a trance, a loss of mind, and this state has become more and more serious as time goes by."

"I don't know why."

"But I think it might have something to do with the S-class gray mist monster [Soul Eater]."

"I thought about telling the Coalition about this, but every time I had this thought, a thought would pop into my mind, threatening me that if I did, it would control me and kill everyone who had anything to do with me."

“…… I compromised. ”

"The other day, when I woke up, I found myself in bed late at night, but I can't remember what I did that day."

"That's when I knew that my time was running out."

"So, I wrote this letter."

"Anyway, you still embarked on the path of a swordsman after all, as a grandfather, I can't break my word, forgive me for not being able to tell you in person, only in the form of letters."

"Twelve years, the first and only time that the S-rank Gray Mist Gate has descended in Donghuang, your parents and I have been recruited and dealt with with many titled Sword Saints and Sword Saints."

"It's a pity that all of us underestimated the power of the S-class gray mist monster."

"Even if it is a titled sword saint, in front of it, it is vulnerable."

"In order to hold back this monster, we tried our best, and finally dragged it until the arrival of cruise missiles."

"The explosion destroyed the mountain, and also caused the change of the Gray Mist Gate, creating a terrifying attraction that sucked your parents in, and I, who was exhausted on the periphery at that time, could only watch and could not do anything."

"No one has ever been able to walk out alive after entering the gate of gray mist, so, even if I have a slim Qiji in my heart, my reason tells me that your parents, with a 99.9% probability, died."

"After knowing all this, promise grandpa not to enter the gate of gray mist alone."

"Unless one day, you have the realm of heaven and man above the title of Sword Master."

"Or one day, when our country is strong enough to counterattack the Gray Mist Gate, you can follow the large army into the Gray Mist Gate and go to find your parents."

"But I shouldn't be able to wait for that time."

"I'm sorry ......"

"Grandpa's favorite tea."

"Click, click......"

Tears flowed from the corners of the eyes, across the cheeks, and dripped onto the table with a crisp sound.

Jiang Xiaocha pursed her lips tightly, looked at the letter along the way, and didn't say a word.

In the empty study, there was a suppressed sob.

……

Dark, secluded.

In a world where there was no light in sight, Leo felt like he was being pulled by a pair of hands, constantly falling and falling.

Sink into the bottomless abyss.

He is able to perceive the presence of his own consciousness, but is unable to make any movements.

Leo knew that at this moment, another "self" was dominating his body.

And he, on the other hand, could not do anything about it.

In the lightless world, cold and sticky filled his body.

The feeling of death is nothing more than that, right?

Leo thought dimly.

In this way, he kept sinking and sinking, and his consciousness was sometimes awake, sometimes he was a lake.

Time and space have lost their meaning to him.

I don't know how long it took.

Leo suddenly felt his sinking tendency pause, and then, in front of his eyes, there was a faint point that was almost negligible.

…… Light.

Light!

At this moment, Leo suddenly burst into tears.

He never imagined that one day, he would be so eager for light.

Even if it's just a small bit.

In the endless abyss, Leo swam desperately upward, chasing the increasingly faint light source above.

A pair of hands grabbed his body, and the strength became greater, preventing him from swimming.

But how can they stop a soul that longs for light?

When the light was about to dissipate, Leo stretched out his hand and held the point of light heavily in his palm.

……

"Whoa-la-"

"Quack-"

The sound of the waves crashing against the planks, mixed with the chirping of some kind of bird, accompanied by the salty air and the feeling of shaking, entered Leo's perception.

I opened my eyes with difficulty, and what was reflected in my eyes were a few wooden planks with a slight dampness.

The small amount of light shining through the gaps in the planks allowed Leo to see his surroundings clearly.

Is this a room with little space? I guess it's a room.

In the small space, apart from the wooden bed where he was lying, there was no room for any other furniture.

"Ahem......"

Licking his chapped lips, a strong feeling of thirst came over me.

Leo propped himself up.

He could feel that he was extremely weak at the moment.

He looked down at the rough linen garment and trousers on his body, and the pale skin that was exposed between them.

In the palm of his hand, a familiar cold sensation came.

In the blink of an eye, a long sword with a very gorgeous appearance came into view.

- Chasing the light.

"Where am I?"

Doubts sprung up in my mind.

Leo's last memory was the killing of Archbishop Darkmoon, and he had no idea what had happened after that.

What did the other "self", who controlled his body, do?

Why is it so weak?

Not only was the sword intent and magic power exhausted, but the body was also scarred.

If it weren't for the powerful vitality brought by the Soul Fire Brightness 7.0, coupled with a series of passive skills, it is estimated that a person would have died a long time ago.

"Treading ......"

There was a sound of footsteps, approaching with the sound of a noisy wave, and then, with a "squeak", the door was pulled open, and the room was instantly filled with light, and at the same time, a figure appeared in the doorway.

"Oh, you're awake?"

Voices that did not belong to the lingua franca of the Blue Star reached Leo's ears.

This is the language that belongs to the world of dreams!

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