"What the hell are you talking about!" shouted the little girl, sitting on the shoulders of the head of the room, "I don't understand a word, just do it anyway, let Uncle, Eli, and the unlucky Danny all come back, Grandma!"

Mrs. Durán clapped her hands (even though she hadn't been kneading the dough just now, her hands were covered with flour), shrugged, and said, "Well, if the boy in the robe is conscious enough, we can start at any time." She turned to look at the astrologer with an inquiring look.

"Of course, Mrs. Duran. Jonah pushed away his chair and stood up, straightened his dirty, tattered blue robes, clenched his staff, and puffed out his chest, "What do you need us to do?"

"Finish the cup of coffee!" said Mrs. Duran dissatisfied, "no matter what time and space you are, you must treat the food that others have worked so hard to make!" She stared at Jonah as he took the cup of coffee with a sweat on his head and drank it down, and nodded with satisfaction, "How is it? Do you really feel the deliciousness of the coffee?"

"It's delicious!" the boy didn't bother to taste the drink, and only gave a thumbs up.

"Good. The owner of the Black Cat Cafe patted his apron and stood up and waved his hand: "Bill, Jofanie, close the stall." Today is the last day the café is open, so you don't have to run around anymore. ”

The red-haired waitress smiled, "I know, the stove that has been burning for hundreds of years can also be extinguished, right? ”

The waitress with a sad face muttered, "It's always like this, it's always like this, it's hard to get used to a place, and once a nasty guest comes in, you have to make changes, and I hate it the most." ”

The little grasshopper jumped over at this time, looked at Mrs. Duran and said, "I don't understand, but grandma, isn't your ability only effective in the Black Cat Cafe?

The hostess stopped, "I'm not a space magician, I'm just a cook who can help people fulfill their wishes, if the café can envelop the entire tower 'Lizhu', why can't the whole world be included? ”

Sibi scratched his head: "I'm getting more and more confused, where the hell are we now?"

"Why do you need to find out?" said Madame Duran, smiling, pushing open the door of the Black Cat Cafe. The dark brown oak door opened left and right, and the upside-down sky light poured in, and the warm sunlight made everyone's eyes squint, but the blue-robed young man walked out of the door and raised his head to see the sun. The sky hung upside down with crimson seas, decaying mountain peaks, and burning grasslands, with golden shadows looming in the cracks. "Our eyes are stupid things. The hostess squeezed her brow slightly, "There are too few things in this world that can be believed except for the smell of apple pie, coffee, and roasted lamb chops." ”

Jonah holds the unconscious Hannah Stewart in his arms, Sibby tugs at the corner of Jeekong's clothes, and the Pitchfork friends walk out of the Black Cat Café, and when they look back, the mysterious little shop is long gone, leaving only a fragmented chaos behind them. "Thank you for stopping by. Goodbye, guys. Standing on the edge of darkness, a grim-faced Biller straightened his black bow tie with his hand and bowed weakly.

"I like you guys a lot. The red-haired Jophany smiled and threw a flying kiss at the astrologer, "Farewell, then!"

"Oops, where are you going...... My uncle is still in there!" the little grasshopper jumped up when she looked back. The figures of the male and female waitresses gradually dissolved into the chaotic background, dissipating into a myriad of wonderful symbols.

Mrs. Duran didn't look back. She patted the flour on her apron, pointed ahead and said, "What you want is there, and now that the last gears have begun to turn, there is no time to look back." ...... Do you feel it, that huge thing is rumbling?"

"Yes, Mrs. Duran. ”

Jonah wrapped his left hand around Hannah's legs, and felt a strange burning sensation in his fingertips, not from the heat of the owner of the "Gust of Bactria," but from the burning pain deep in the astrologer's chest. In the night of the snowfield of the Northern Continent, with the liberation of the first secret treasure, the fragments of the nameless book left by the betrayer Segres caught fire and burned to ashes for no reason, but at this moment the boy found that the prophecies that had not yet had time to read did not disappear at all, but were imprinted in his heart, and every time his heart beat in his chest, he could feel that the line of words was hammered more and more clearly, through the muscles, deep into the bones, and directly to the heart.

Forward.

In some unknown way, Seglas the Betrayer said to the boy who took on the fate of the whole world.

Just forward.

A directionless wind blew, and Madame Duran stepped down the invisible staircase into the mist, "Come on, this is the last gift of the Black Cat Cafe." You who are tightly bound together, you have to set out in different directions, just take the first step, you see, there is no more appropriate way to say goodbye, you don't have to see each other's ugly faces crumpled because of sadness. Her voice came from the mist.

"! I'm completely confused. Sibi exclaimed, looking up at Jonah's face, "What are you going to do now? ”

"We're separated. The astrologer slowly crouched down, gently lowered Hannah Stewart's ketone body into the mist, then stood up and said to his companion behind him, "But it won't be long before we can be reunited again." I think I've understood a lot of things, but it's not just ourselves who is in charge of our fate, it's the guy who hides behind the curtain and snickers. Jekong, little grasshopper, take my word for it and move forward, and you will understand what is going to happen next. ”

The red-haired southerner glanced at him and strode into the gray mist without saying a word. Sibi spun around twice, "Okay, okay, as long as I can get Uncle back!" she stomped her foot and rushed in the other direction.

The 17-year-old took a deep breath and stepped forward. There was a vibration in him, something being stripped of his body, and instead of panicking, it brought him a sense of relief that he had never felt before, and at this moment he was an innocent baby surrounded by warmth, without fear.

"Well, is it really good to do that, even if the raison d'être of the Black Cat Café itself is ......" The fog lifted, and Madame Duran scratched her head, looking a little confused. She sighed, slapped her cuffs and apron, and moved her shoulders to herself, "Forget it, it's been so long, who remembers what was said at the beginning......?"

Her words paused suddenly. The old and bright eyes blinked, and the hostess of the café shook her head slightly: "You're late, the black cat has stopped business." ”

"As long as the cook is there, the café is there. The figure of a man appeared behind her at some point. With his arrival, the space began to undergo strange changes, countless black stripes spread around the man's feet as dots, and the pitch-black tentacles danced behind him, if this world has countless possibilities for chaos, this man brings a cold evil order, a terrifying power that can establish rules in nothingness.

"You can't say that. Turning around, Madame Duran spread her hands: "Look, I can't even make a pot of coffee to entertain you, what kind of café is this?"

"Well, Madame Duran. Hope I'm right. The head of the Long family quietly looked at the cook opposite with those dark yellow eyes, "I can't do anything about time and space, and the little girl is not very willing to help me." It's a good thing to meet you, and I hope you don't turn me away. After all, we can always drink blood without a drink. ”

The cook snorted: "Heh, are you going to attack me? Don't forget that this whole bit is the territory of my Black Cat Cafe, and if you want to play the game, you have to follow my rules!"

Long Zunjun said lightly: "You are old." You just said the café was closed, did you forget?"

Behind the two of them, black tentacles bind a man, a woman. An oriental woman with tears in the corners of her eyes but gritting her teeth fiercely.

The first to open his eyes was the man with blond hair. He lifted his eyelids, and frost fell from his eyelashes, his blue eyes gradually concentrating, and behind the ice mist that had cleared away in the wind, he saw an endless clear sky. Something was gently caressing his cheek, and the man looked down to see the furry elf jumping on his shoulder, rubbing his neck affectionately with the fluff stained with ice flowers. "Puff ......" snorted and spewed out two white lines, and the unicorn shook its head and stood up, shaking its snow-white mane off the frost and snow all over its body. The wind swept through the mane of the rider and the knight's blood-colored cloak, and the frost-stained armor and spear were still bright.

"We ......," Elliot Carsfield looked down at his hands, "we ...... Didn't die ......"

"Click!" the unicorn raised its hooves to strike a brisk rhythm, it wanted to gallop to express its inner pleasure, but there was no road ahead, and the Trinity guide did not give the order to charge forward.

"We should be in that ocean of magma, protected by artifacts, struggling to open up a passage through time and space...... What is this place?" the Rose Knight turned, his eyes wide open.

I can see the plains.

The boundless earth spreads out towards the skyline, and the air is so clear that you can see the clouds on the horizon at a glance. On all sides, the vast field guards the lonely observer high in the sky, the sun is blazing, the sky is so blue that you can't take your eyes off, a line of migratory birds passes by your feet, tiny pedestrians hurrying along the road that winds through the fields, and the villages scattered like grains of rice in the green carpet, and smoke rises from the cooking smoke.

It was a tower, a tower that stood between heaven and earth, and at the top of the tower was a platform on which stood a bewildered knight.

After the initial shock, Elliott squinted his eyes to observe the distant scene, and directly in front of him was the outline of a city, the towering walls and red walls and gold tiles symbolizing the arrogance of this ancient empire in the center of the Eastern continent for thousands of years, and there was only one such city in the world: Xuchang, the capital of the Later Qin Kingdom.

If that big city is Xuchang, then the tower under his feet is naturally the tower "Tianshu" thirty-five miles outside Xuchang City. As one of the six towers of Babel in the Eastern Continent, the "Tianshu" was controlled by the Later Qin royal family, and the trialists were not allowed to enter without permission, and judging from the depressed scene of the palace under the tower at this moment, the Eastern Empire, which was mired in war, had no time to take care of this ancient Babel Tower, and even the guards were only a few people.

The Rose Knight paced the reins at the top of the tower, and the unicorn's feet were crackled and falling with solidified lava, showing that the moment of life and death a moment ago was not fictional. "Wait a minute. The knight suddenly remembered something, and reached out and groped in the saddle, and he was taken aback by the fact that the tin can containing the artifact Sadisat was missing. He walked around the top of the tower a few times, but found no clue, "Before the coma, the tin can was indeed in our hands. He frowned, raised his right arm to imitate the movement, and the shiny silver fist armor reflected his silhouette, and the knight was suddenly stunned.

The person in the mirror wears a helmet on his head, a silver helmet engraved with the six-petal snowflake coat of arms of the god of ice and snow, and the surface flowing like mercury with a dazzling luster.

Before he could figure out why he appeared on the top of the "Tianshu" tower wearing Sadisat, a voice suddenly came to his eardrums, "Defeat me and open the seal of the tower." ”

The unicorn turned lightly, his spear pointed at the tip of his nose, and the Rosenkavalier saw a man who would never be there.

Resume the update from today.,I'm sorry for the delay until the end.,On the one hand, it's because of laziness.,On the other hand, it's because there's a lot of entanglement about the ending.。 Thank you for your unconditional tolerance of Lao Zhu and Happy New Year's Day!