When she woke up again, Heshea saw a familiar scene, this was the bedroom in her home, the one she lived in before she was 12 years old, to be exact, and it was not the same as it is now.

The personal terminal at the bedside rang, and she picked it up to turn off the alarm clock and saw the current time. [September 2, 1248, 7:30:14 AM]

Was this four years ago, she sat up and looked at the quilt and bed in her hand, and the cute style stickers on the wall, full of nostalgia.

Stepping on the clean floor, I walked out of the room, and outside in the living room, my father was preparing to go to work, and my mother was preparing breakfast for her and her sister.

"Heshia woke up so early today." The father opened his eyebrows at her and tried to make fun of his daughter, but it didn't work, so he had to wave goodbye and go to work.

The mother puts the hot milk on the table, then takes the freshly baked bread and cuts it into slices and places it on a plate.

"Hesia went to call my sister, didn't she say she was going back to school today?"

"Ahh......h

"What's the matter, Heshea keeps staring at her mother."

"It's nothing, I'm going to call my sister." Hehia scurried away, stopping abruptly as she passed the bathroom, and stepped inside.

"Sure enough." Looking at her 16-year-old self in the mirror, Heshia felt sad.

Sure enough, it was a dream, and it was impossible for me to be 16 years old at that time, and my family didn't find it strange.

She left the bathroom, knocked on her sister's door, and finally heard the familiar voice in anticipation and nervousness, "Come in." ”

The black-haired, purple-eyed girl had already gotten up, and she sat by the window, looking out at the scenery, with some drifting clouds in the sky, young potted plants on the windowsill, and tiny leaves swaying in the breeze.

"Hehija is here." She turned her head and looked at the girl who walked in the door, the appearance of the two was strikingly similar, but the girl with black hair and purple eyes developed better, after all, at this point in time, she was already 18 years old.

"Hesia's looks better when she grows up."

When she heard this, the girl couldn't help but stop.

"Sister?"

"Well, I'm here."

"How old are you seeing me?" Heshia asked tentatively.

"Probably 16-17 years old? It's about the same as I was then, what's wrong? Themia tilted her head, black hair sliding down her shoulders.

"But my sister is six years older than me......" Heshia's voice fell.

"Yes, but I'll be 18 forever, you know." The girl on the other side stroked the hair from the side of her ear and said calmly.

"Why, sister."

"Why, it's hard to explain......" Themia stood up, she approached Heshia's side, and took her palm.

"Did Heshia study ancient history, it's the past of the Third Age."

"Roughly know." The two sat together on the bed, shoulder to shoulder, back to back.

"In the Third Age, there was a human nation, and their prince married Titania, the queen of the forest elves, so that the forest elves were incorporated into their own country and became strong."

"This is the legend of the Verdant Empire." Heshia recalled.

"Yes, but this is only the surface of history, as a witness to the marriage, a witch gave the royal family a treasure as a blessing and protection, which is the holy grail that can give birth to twins after drinking the liquid in it."

"Using this treasure, each generation of emperors of the Verdant Empire is a twin, they have the same heart and trust each other, like an inseparable half, such twins, remind each other, make up for each other's shortcomings, rely on each other, and splice two pieces with their own shortcomings into a flawless circle."

"Sister......

"Actually, we should have been like that...... "Themicia's voice was full of emotion.

"But fate played a joke, and it turned out that we couldn't fight."

"But don't worry, Hesia, I've found a solution."

"What is the solution?" Heshia was vaguely uneasy, for she already knew what was going to happen.

"The way is – we'll be one again." Themia turned around, hugged Heshia from behind, and clasped their hands together.

At this moment, a strange feeling came to Heshia's heart, and she seemed to be able to feel the heartbeat of the person beside her, the blood flowing, the emotions in her heart, and even the vague thoughts in her mind.

(Hehia is so cute.)

The girl turned her head in disbelief, wanting to see what Themia looked like at this time.

The long black hair fluttered, the stars and sand flowed in the purple eyes, and a kind of demonic charm emanated, which was breathtaking.

"What does it mean to be one?" Heshia looked away, not daring to look at those eyes.

"It's that we make up for each other's shortcomings, Heshia also wants to be stronger, my sister can make you strong and overcome your own timid and introverted shortcomings." Themia took Heshia's hand and said, her voice so gentle.

"That's right......"

"Because of our separation, we are not perfect, so it is best to reintegrate as one, and with my help, Heshia can also grow up quickly, my sister used to be the first in the school, and the school with the first place in the Emerald Skirt."

"Hmm......" Heshia lowered her head, indeed, she was still too weak compared to her sister.

"It's okay, we won't be alone anymore." Themia leaned down and hugged Heshia.

After that, she gently rested her forehead on Heshia's head, and countless memories also came from the other person's mind, which was Themia's life, the experience of growing up, the praise of genius, the envy of countless people, the cultivation of high-level supernatural abilities, the experience of intrigue with others, the calm and rational mind, and so on.

As long as these are accepted, Heshia can quickly become stronger, and the two of them have figured it out, she knows that her sister has no ill intentions, and this is also for her good.

However, for some reason, Heshia still had some resistance in her heart......

Obviously, this is the best result, but a corner of my heart is still very uncomfortable, and it is obviously a happy moment to be able to reunite with my sister and no longer be lonely in the future.

Why......

Why.

Why?

Why!

Hehia pushed Themia away and took a few steps back in the face of the other's bewildered gaze.

"Hesia?"

"Sister." Heshia looked up stubbornly.

"Actually, there are some things I haven't told you."

"What's the matter, is it because I didn't pay much attention to you before and snubbed you?"

"Well, it's not." Heshia shook her head.

"My sister is very powerful, very good, even if you go to high school, my mother and father talk about my sister the most." Heshia looked at the ground to the side.

"I can't compare to my sister, I'm always very timid, and I'm a little clumsy, and every time my relatives come to my house, I like to hide."

"I used to envy my sister's character and hate my weakness."

"When we entered junior high school, the teacher asked us to choose extraordinary sequences to practice, preferably specialized in one category."

"During the test, I was most suitable for natural sequences, and like my sister, my mother wanted me to choose natural sequences."

"But that time I lied, I didn't choose the natural sequence, but the unpopular withering sequence."

"Do you know why, sister?"

"I'm afraid to compare myself to you, I'm afraid that if people ask me how I'm doing with my transcendent sequence practice now, they will definitely say that Themia was in junior high school."

"I'm a coward, with low self-esteem and weakness, and I can only escape such things, so I specially chose the withering sequence with the least number of people, so that even if someone asks, I can say that because the sequence is different, the difficulty and method of cultivation are different, so I can't be as fast as you were back then."

"Doesn't it sound ridiculous, for the sake of such boring self-esteem."

"But my sister must not understand, but this is the only way for me to maintain myself."

"I don't want to be compared to anyone else......" choked up in his voice.

"After my sister left, my mother soon died of illness due to excessive sadness, and then my father also left."

"I live alone at home, and I often have nightmares at night, and sometimes I can only sleep with the lights on, because I am afraid of the dark and I am afraid of seeing strange things."

"In order to resist this fear, I went to the library to find this unpopular and extraordinary job agent, which has almost no combat power, and it can't let me find a good job, or even participate in any competitions or something."

"However, its only use is that it allows practitioners to gain the ability to see dead ghosts, unfinished fragments of consciousness, and so on."

"It's always scary to see what you can't see, but when you can see it, you feel safe, and then I can sleep peacefully."

"So, sister." Hesia looked up.

"I've done everything I can to avoid you."

"Now you're suddenly telling me that you want us to be one again, and I can't do it."

"However, we can only become stronger if we make up for each other, and now that you are on the verge of death, if it weren't for my help, you might be ......" Themia looked at her disobedient sister in front of her.

"I know." Heshia bit her lip.

"I know that if I get everything from my sister, I can be strong, but am I still like that...... People are different, my sister's pride and self-confidence I couldn't learn before, and I don't want to learn anymore. ”

"Just let me be a coward for the rest of my life, and I'll always be said to be a lonely and introverted child, I know this is my shortcoming, but now I'm used to their existence."

"Why did you become so stubborn, and you still drill this kind of bull's horns, read less of those books that analyze psychology, I have learned before, but thinking too much about this kind of thing will only make you hesitate, life should be generous and natural." Themia held out her hand again.

"No, no, no." Heshia shook her head as she stepped back.

"We're different, Themia." For the first time, she called her sister by her first name.

"You can be born to understand a lot of things, naturally adapt to all kinds of challenges in life, but I'm not, I'm a very stupid child, and I'm afraid of being hurt, I have to be careful trying everything, I can only arm myself with books and all kinds of knowledge, I look for the wisdom of my predecessors, and constantly analyze the reasons, only by knowing the principle and process of happening, I can feel at ease."

"But you're too tired and too hard to live like this." Themia looked at her with pity.

"Perhaps, when I write a diary at my desk alone, I feel faintly happy."

"Because I wrote down the day's gains, feelings, experiences, etc., I will try to find solutions to problems, and these bits and pieces nourish me."

"I'm sorry, sister, I can't agree to your request." Finally, Hesia's voice finally stood firm.

"Looks like you've made up your mind." Themia looked at her.

"What a disobedient sister."

"I'm sorry." Hesheia pushed open the door and walked out.

Seeing that she was about to leave, Themia's eyes changed several times, and it was extremely complicated.

"No matter what you think, but I have my will, Hesia, and only one of us sisters is destined to master the talent of a color-level singer."

"If you must refuse, then I can only use my sister's rights to educate you."

The quiet living room and house began to distort, and Heshia looked at everything around her in amazement, and soon realized something.

She turned around and looked at Themia who was walking step by step, and at this time Themixia had already put her supernatural abilities into operation.

Her long hair was flying, and the stars and sand were circulating in her purple eyes, and when she raised her hand, vines broke through the wall, like ten thousand snakes, wrapped around Heshia, tied her tightly, unable to move, and then Themia approached step by step, hugged Hesia's forehead again, kissed it, countless memories and emotions were transmitted again, and the souls of the two began to tremble, exuding dazzling brilliance.

Like two flawless blue amethysts, rising in the endless darkness, then slowly melting and intertwining.

No! I refuse!

A bright light rose in the darkness, and the crystal shattered.

————

In reality, Jorgon was swimming in the stagnant water of the lifting shaft, and he tried his best to find the figure of the girl in the murky deep water.

"Damn, the bottom of this lifting shaft has not been cleaned for a long time, and the water is more than 20 meters deep, and it is almost below the 70th floor." ’

Although it is a pity not to teach that girl a lesson, if the other party dies here because of his mistakes, it is a greater guilt and heart barrier.

I'm actually saving people, and no one will believe it. '

Despite what he thought, Jolon continued to dive, and finally he saw the unconscious girl underwater, and the small light shone on her face very pale.

It should be able to be saved. Jolon swam over.

However, just as he was about to touch the girl's body, a violent light lit up from her, and then exploded, and the entire underground elevator shaft was illuminated with countless glittering crystals.

These crystal fragments carried a large amount of water splashes all the way to the top of the lifting shaft, and countless water splashes condensed in mid-air and attached to the inner wall of the lifting shaft.

After the violent flash, the entire interior of the lifting shaft became a cave of crystal glittering, and countless blue and purple hexagonal crystal clusters grew on the underground walls, steel frames, and guardrails, and these crystals that shone with magical brilliance reflected the entire underground, like a fantastic and magnificent crystal world.

In the sky surrounded by many crystals, two figures, one purple and one blue, stood in the air, their appearances were similar, their long black hair was flying, but the color of their eyes was different.

"Themia ......" the blue-eyed girl looked at the figure in front of her.

"I can't help it, Hesia, who made you disobedient."

After speaking, she stretched out her hand to the right, countless magical light points converged, and a purple-red crystal sword appeared, and then held it in her hand.

……

As Qiao Long climbed up along the blue-purple crystal cluster, a golden streamer flashed, and he couldn't help but look up, only to see that the purple girl had already pierced the blue girl with a sword.

The purple-red blade stabbed into her chest, and blood-red veins spread along the wound, immobilizing Heshia like a curse, and then falling from the air.

Qiao Long looked at the falling figure and jumped out, ready to catch it, but the purple girl in the air waved her hand again, and three purple crystals shot down from the sky, directly shooting Qiao Long's shoulders and wrists through and nailing them to the wall.

"Don't touch my sister with your dirty hands, it's disgusting."

Falling from the sky again, Heshea landed in the crystal world beneath the ground, and she lay in the center, countless crystal clusters extending outward from beneath her, like spikes and sharp swords, arching her to defend it.

In the sky, Themia moved again, its crystalline prismatic wings stretched out from its back, its color transparent and purple, which was particularly beautiful, and then it flew straight down like a meteor, streaking purple trails in the air.

On the ground, Heshia opened her eyes again, she raised her hand with difficulty, and aimed it at Themia who was rushing into the air, her eyes were full of light, and the crystal clusters on her side made a gurgling ice cracking sound, like bamboo, breaking through the ground, climbing and stabbing into the sky.

The layers of crystals glare brightly, and the spikes in them are extremely dangerous, blocking Themia from falling from the sky.

The bright red blade flipped and swept across, smashing and slicing through the blue crystal clusters, and Themicia burst forward layer by layer, quickly approaching the bottom until the last layer of blue ice crystals was split.

Countless debris fell, and the interior was empty.

Themia's eyes shrank at the sight of this, and then quickly dodged, and only half a second later, the crystal spikes that shot down from the sky pierced through her position.

High in the air, Heshia also spread its crystalline wings behind her back, its color was pale blue, and she also held an emerald green crystal magic sword in her hand.

"You're a quick learner, Hesia." Themia looked at the blue-eyed girl in the sky and knew that it was an extraordinary job condensed based on her knowledge.

Although the two did not fully merge, they also exchanged some memories.

Heshia swung her head, didn't reply, and then swooped down, her blue wings fluttering in the air, leaving a beautiful arc.

"Then it depends on who is stronger." Themia groaned, then sprang up and flew upwards towards the blue morning star that had fallen.

The two figures, one blue and one purple, intertwined in the crystal cavern underground, and then separated, and the bright red and emerald magic swords slammed again and again, bursting out of tiny fragments.

Ambilight, the two of them continued to fight from high altitude to the ground, and then flew again, like twin stars, constantly intertwining and staggering, hitting each other, until a violent flash of light burst out, separating the two.

Hescia and Themia looked at each other in the air, and at this time both were not in good condition, with various wounds on their bodies, and some blood spilled from the wounds, staining their dresses.

Neither of them cared about these wounds, and as the blue and purple crystals flashed from the scars, they slowly healed and returned to their original state.

Just as Hemia learned to fight from Themia, Themia learned how to lick her wounds from Heshia.

The brave learn to fight, the timid learn to heal, and the two have their own different paths.

"Maybe I'm going to compliment you, my lovely sister." Themia slowly rose, and the blood-red crystal magic sword in her hand slowly dissipated.

"But how much have you learned everything about me, you can't resist me with these alone, hehehe, hahaha-"

Her figure continued to rise, and the crystal wing feathers behind her became more and more enchanting, like elongated purple and black butterfly wings, and the patterns in them were dangerous and beautiful.

A long purple and black dress emerged over Themia, and then two black roses grew out of the sleeves of her wide black lotus.

The pitch-black rose bloomed, the petals continued to bloom, and the pitch-black crystal blade slowly extended and grew from the stamen, and in a flash of bright light, the purple-black diamond-shaped gem condensed on Themia's chest, in which the light flowed, and bits of magical light and sand gathered from the void, and then merged into it.

Natural Sequence 5: Demon Purple Rose (Evaluation: Legendary Condensation Bead Level)

"Don't worry, Hesia, it won't hurt, it'll be over soon." The purple and black butterfly wings behind her fluttered, and her figure disappeared into mid-air in an instant.

"It's!"

Heshia was like a refracted blue ray in the air, moving quickly to dodge, but still couldn't dodge the sudden flashing purple and black figure, Themia suddenly appeared behind her, and then a sword stabbed out, and the pitch-black crystal blade pierced out of Heshia's chest, bringing blood splattered.

The blade turned, and the sharp pain made Heshia almost unconscious, and then the pitch-black blade was withdrawn, bringing up a large cloud of blood and splattering it in the air.

The blue crystal wing feathers slowly dissipated, and Heshia looked at the halo-shrouded figure above her head, slowly falling, the other party's body became smaller and smaller, and the whirring wind on her side became louder and louder.

Boom!

Violent tremors came from behind, causing Heshia to cough up blood, her body losing strength, and she collapsed in the crystal forest.

Slowly, the purple-black butterfly wings flapped, and the beautiful and bewitching figure descended with it.

Themia walked up to Heshia, looked at Heshia who was speechless, and aimed her sword at her neck.

The blade didn't stab directly, she was still waiting, waiting for the moment when Heshia would admit defeat and bow to herself.

As the minutes passed, Heshia kept coughing up blood at the corners of her mouth, but she still stubbornly turned her face away, not looking at the familiar and consistent face in front of her.

Seeing that she was so disobedient, Themia shook her head slightly, and then stabbed down with a sword.

Zi –

Blood slid from the blade, but it didn't stab into her neck, and Heshea gripped it with her hand, her white fingers wet with sticky blood, her finger bones catching the blade with a slight sound.

Themia swung her blade, flung Hesia's wrist away, and pointed at her again.

"You really don't listen to persuasion, you think I'm going to be soft-hearted like this, right?"

"If my sister will be soft-hearted if she sheds tears, then I don't mind crying."

"But you won't, just like you know I'm not going to shed any more tears." Heshia struggled to stand up with the large crystal pillar beside her in the direction of her sword.

Themia looked at her sister in front of her and took a deep breath, then said, "I won't be soft-hearted anymore. ”

With that, she hurried forward, stabbing her sword through Heshia again.

This time she met no obstacles, and Heshia did not dodge, her bloody palm pressed against Themia's shoulder, and then continued to grope forward, as if trying to touch Themia's face, but in the end she was unable to hang down.

"Don't try again." Themia let go of the hilt of her sword and took a few steps back, looking at the girl she had pinned to the crystal pillar.

"I know how you escaped death last time, although the Soul Purification Formula of the Withering Sequence is effective for Soul Consciousness, but at present, I am Sequence 5, and the strength of Soul Consciousness is not something that can be harmed by this primary-level formula."

"Yes......" Heshia wanted to say something, but it was no longer strong.

Blood slowly dripped down, and even if the wound on her chest tried to heal, it was cursed by the dark crystal blade, unable to make the wound coalesce.

In the end, am I wrong, shouldn't I be so meaninglessly insistent......

Her consciousness became more and more drowsy, and images flashed through her mind, which were the scenes of her recent work at Liuli Dream.

Belfinger, Andesia, Boutis, Florus, Derrabi...... Everyone took care of her, patiently told her the skills in life and work, helped her dress up, and cooked food for her.

People are such greedy and foolish beings, because they can no longer give up when they eat something delicious, because they experience such beauty, they are no longer willing to die.

After a long absence, Heshia remembered a song from her childhood, which was the ending song of an anime, and she had long forgotten what the animation was about, only the slightly sad lyrics and tune had always been in her heart.

……

『When did it start』

"Don't dare to cry out loud"

"Those friends who give people headaches when they think about it."

"Do you like to play tricks on others as much as you used to?"

"Turning the world upside down~~"

"Rush forward"

"Because I'm afraid of getting lost"

……

"Break through the finish line and enjoy the cheers"

"No one is dancing with you anymore"

"The noise in the attic has stopped urging."

"The bronzing letters on the faded certificate"

"Glows slightly"

……

This is!?

Themia took a few steps back, looking at the strange sight in front of her, countless pale golden dots of light floating beside Heshia, her form and everything around her fluctuating like water.

[Space is like a string, time is like a tune, and the rhythm of the world has been played]

Time was twisted at this moment, like a movie tape that had come quickly, and the blood that had been sprinkled on the ground flew again, and then gathered at the wound, and the blade inserted into the chest automatically withdrew, and then dissipated, and the originally torn wound returned to its original state, and even the damaged dress became clean again, without a trace of mess.

Heshia closed her eyes, and the countless images in her mind were reversed, and the whole life experience was like a regression, and one scene flashed before her eyes.

Exams, classes, studying, leaving school, shopping, cooking, being sad, having fun, writing, listening to others, watching TV, junior high school, ...... when I was a kid

Wait a minute! Is that......

Suddenly, she stopped at a scene in her memory, it was when she was 10 years old, when her sister went to high school and she was at home.

"Hesia, do you know why mom's hair is black?" One evening in the summer, her mother took her for a walk in the park.

"It's because my grandmother is also black." Heshia replied earnestly and wisely.

"That's right." The mother smiled and stroked her head.

"But not only that, but where did Grandma's black hair come from?"

"This ...... I do not know. Heshia shook her head.

"Because our family is actually from the ancient Eastern Continent, the people there are all black-haired and black-eyed, but the people of the Eastern Continent are not much left because of the war in the Fifth Age, and later they also joined various countries."

"A lot of traditions and customs have been broken, and now I rarely make pasta at home, and I can't even speak and write Oriental scripts, but there are still some things that have been preserved, does Heshia want to learn?"

"I ...... I'm afraid I won't be able to learn, or my sister will learn first, and she will teach me later. ”

"It's okay, it doesn't matter if you learn first, her words may not be needed." Mother said with a wry smile that the school that Themia went to was the top on the planet, and this kind of outdated skill was probably not to be looked down upon.

"Actually, I don't know much, just a set of swordsmanship, and you can usually exercise when you learn it."

"Originally, there should be a matching mental method and a transcendent job to cultivate secret arts, but these are all broken." No wonder she said that her sister would not look down on her.

"Look, Hesia, I'll just show you once."

That evening, my mother gave a simple demonstration with a stick, and it was really only once, and my mother never mentioned it again, so I am afraid that it was of little use.

However, all skills have a cause, and the clues still reveal the thinking of the designers of the time, and the small details of that time are magnified layer by layer at this moment, and then they are extremely clear.

Extrapolating the shape from the outline, the cause backwards from the trajectory, and the outline of the mental method from the name of the move, countless thoughts emerge in the cascading time, and then everything becomes clearer and clearer as the interrupted tunes and movements are reassembled.

In just a few seconds seen by outsiders, Heshea felt as if she had spent several years, countless figures flashing with swords in her mind, and one move after another and supporting skills were finally formed, and then imprinted in her heart.

It may be something completely different from the original, but it still doesn't make it any less powerful.

In an instant, the light dissipated, everything returned to normal, and the two continued to stand in the crystal-strewn underground to confront each other.

"Although I don't know what means you used, even I know that this ability to turn back time cannot be operated at will." Themia looked at the black-haired and blue-eyed girl in front of her and spoke.

"How many more times can you hold on, Hesia." Suddenly, she teleported and disappeared in place again.

Again, she flashed from behind Heshia and stabbed out with a sword, and Heshia rushed straight to where Themia had been standing before, dodging the sword.

She would appear anywhere, but definitely not in place, that was the only point Heshia could be sure of.

As her body rolled, the emerald blade in Hesia's hand fought with Themia again, and a series of shattering brilliance flashed underground.

In the staggered figures, Heshia stepped on the side wall, and her body jumped into the air, spreading her hands like geese, and just when Themia was about to grasp this flaw and stab her sword directly, Heshia's whole person rose in the air like a feather, extremely light.

Finally she stopped high in the air, swung her sword, and countless crystals shattered, and then quickly condensed into a new quaint long sword, its hilt square, the blade slender and eight-sided, and the tail of the sword with a cyan tassel.

Wisps of magical light emerged from the void and converged on Hesia's body, and the originally messy black hair was tied up by a blue headband like delphinium.

Her body is wrapped in a moon-white classical oriental dress, with blue moire patterns on the collar, sleeves, and skirt corners, and the clothes are embellished with swallow fluttering patterns, and the cuffs are wide and the ribbons are fluttering, dignified and gorgeous.

Nature Sequence 5: Blue Bird Broken Branches (Legend Condensation Level)

——

"Oh, interesting, who did you learn this from? Isn't it some kind of showmanship—"

When it was too late, it was too fast, and Themia's figure rushed upward, like a black flash of light, and the black sword light was like thorns and lightning, staggered in the air.

Hesia closed her eyes, no longer using her vision to sense Themia's trajectory, but relying on her own intuition and high-speed reflexes.

She fought Themia dozens of times in the spot for a few seconds, then suddenly turned the blade around and plunged into the scabbard in her left hand.

In an instant, the pale blue eyes opened, and a huge arc of astonishment slashed out of the air.

'The Legend of the Blue Bird: Swift Cutting the Moon! ’

The pitch-black crystal blade snapped and flew away in Themia's startled gaze, and the arc that cut open also tore a bone-deep blood mark on her body.

The figure wrapped in purple and black butterfly wings plummeted down from the sky, dodging the Feiyan streamer that was constantly swinging from behind, and the blade swung at high speed, like a thin layer of fluorescence.

The two men chased each other and fought in the air before crashing into the ground, shattering layers of crystals.

In the midst of the shattered crystals on the ground, Themia stood up, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and looked at the increasingly courageous Hesia on the other side.

Then she hurried forward again, a jet-black stinger-like dagger emerging from the palm behind her.

The long swords staggered, the gold and jade, and the fine crystals mixed with the waves of qi dispersed, and then Themia fluttered its wings like a butterfly, and her body retreated sharply, and suddenly advanced and turned sideways as Heshia pursued.

The black blade cut the delphinium headband, scattering the hair, and then Themia's left stinger dagger plunged directly into the opponent's vest, and the black spell spread on Heshia's back, causing her body to stiffen.

But Themia swung her sword endlessly, and the blade of the sword split Heshia's hairband and then turned around again, slashing the opponent's neck in a huge arc, which was bound to cut off the opponent's head.

At this point, neither of them had any room to spare.

In this dangerous situation, Heshia kicked her toes, as if she saw Themia behind her, and her body turned sideways, and the direction of her rotation was exactly the same as the direction of the opponent's sword, so that in extreme danger, she could avoid the sweeping blade.

The pitch-black crystal blade slashed within a snap of Hesia's eyes, picking up her scattered strands of hair, and then her flipped legs kicked Themia's wrists, causing her to briefly lose her strength and hold her sword unsteadily.

After turning around, Qing Hotaru's sword light flashed, directly sweeping away the pitch-black magic sword in Themia's hand, flying high, and then landing on the ground in the distance, inserting it into the crystal ground.

Losing her weapon, Themia flapped her wings and soared into the air, while Heshea followed closely behind, and the two of them were like two streamers, one black and one white, constantly swaying in the air, and then staggering and hitting each other.

Finally, Themia suddenly stopped in the air, and the pair of purple-black butterfly wings behind her also suddenly stretched, and the patterns in them were bewitching and beautiful, and then countless purple and black crystal mist spread out from the patterns, like stray bullets, shooting downward, sweeping across Heshia's body.

Cautious of unknown attacks, Hehia swung her sword to block, sweeping away all the incoming purple and black crystal bullets, and catapulting them onto the surrounding walls and steel frames of the lifting shaft.

And she was right, as the crystals hit the object and quickly corroded and melted, flowing down like a liquid.

With the help of this brief gap, Themia also unleashed a new secret technique in the sky.

The black magic sword in her hand was thrown high by her and flew into the air, then she stretched out her left hand, and the purple crystals on her wrists turned into vines and began to grow, these vines and branches and leaves spread to both sides, forming a long branch network bow arm, in which the hollowed out part seemed to form the lines of some kind of special magic circle, and a stream of air penetrated from top to bottom, and as the layers of air flowed, the purple thorny branch network made a strange whining sound.

The pitch-black magic sword that had been thrown up before also fell, and was re-held in the hand by Themicia, the dark crystal magic sword continued to elongate in her hand, forming a spiraling strange arrow, and countless air currents carried the magic of the natural sequence to infuse it, and the spiral arrow bloomed with dazzling light.

"Penetrate, Elven Secret Technique: Arrow of the Vortex Whirling Net!"

Transparent and colorless airflow channels formed in the air, and arrows flew through them, shooting and hitting as if they were happening at the same moment, making it impossible for Heshia to dodge.

A powerful black spiral arrow pierced through her body, hurting like a heart, and then carried her straight down, finally pinning Heshia to the ground on all fours.

High in the air, Themia did not rush to chase down, but opened her hands again, and the two pitch-black magic swords blooming in the black roses were clenched in her hands again.

The purple in her eyes slowly burned, and the pitch-black magic sword was also coated with a layer of demonic purple flames, and then the two magic swords were held together in her hands, slowly merging into one, and finally the wide black purple magic sword that exuded a dangerous aura was clenched in her hand.

In the deep purple and near-black crystals, countless imprint lines are dense like circuits, and one of the golden filaments flows, driving the complex and high-order Ai Qi card formula.

Annihilation, Curse, Poison, Instant Slash

Layer upon layer of dangerous transcendent effects are attached to the blade.

"Farewell, Hesia."

The beautiful butterfly's wings flapped, and Themia carried the black and purple magic sword and slowly fell from the sky.

Her speed was not fast, and in this slow landing, layer after layer of demon purple magic power was superimposed and pressed, bringing a suffocating momentum.

Heshea, who was pinned to the ground, struggled to finally let her right hand break away from the seal of the black spiral arrow, and then this hand held the cyan ancient sword condensed in the void, and slashed forward with herself, cutting off all the spiral arrows.

Looking at Themia slowly descending from the sky, she knew that there was no way to avoid it at this moment, with such a heavy superposition of magic and momentum, once she broke through to Themia's side, she would be stagnated by the viscous and extremely compressed qi waves, and it would be difficult to move her body.

What to do? Many thoughts crossed Hesia's mind in an instant.

There's no time to pick and choose, that's it.

She threw down the sword in her hand, her hands slightly open, and the crystal earth on her side kept vibrating, and violent gem spikes suddenly appeared, these spikes were not the previous crystals, but like purified crystals drawn from the underground rocks.

Tall gem forests rise from the ground and soar into the sky, their colours and transparency, reflecting the reflections in layers.

After this move, Heshia felt a wave of exhaustion rush over her, and she almost lost her footing, but she finally recovered a little.

She can't use this kind of natural ability anymore, and if she uses it again, she will faint directly, and she understands in her heart.

High in the air, Themia slashed the rising gem pillar with sword after sword, and her momentum did not decrease, she did not care about the speed of landing at the moment, but wanted to maintain her absolute suppression of Heshia.

The black purple magic burned, and the great sword swung it, turning the giant pillars of gems into splinters and falling.

In the midst of these stars, a figure with black hair and a white dress suddenly appeared, and Themia was slashed away in an instant, but the glass was shattered, which was just an illusion of reflection.

Hesia burst into Themia's side from the other side, and now she didn't have the time and strength to condense a blade that was enough to fight against Themia, so she could only survive in danger.

The white palm slapped against the blade, tilting it slightly, dodging its swing, and then Heshia held it directly on the hilt of the wide magic sword, as if the two of them were holding the greatsword together.

The dark purple and almost black magic sword glowed with a burst of blue at the tail, and then spread upward, the two of them were born twins, and their essence of both soul and magic power was almost the same, and they would not be as exclusive as other transcendents.

Deep Purple and Dark Blue devoured and fought with each other in the magic sword, and they couldn't hold each other for a while.

"At this time, you remember that it is my own sister." Themia glared at Heshia, the purple in her eyes almost burning.

"I haven't forgotten, sister." Not to be outdone, Heshia's eyes lit up with blue flames.

"Stupid!" Themia swung her sword hard, trying to get the greatsword to slash at Hesia.

"Arrogance!" Heshia also swung with the blade, and the two collided again, but this time neither of them was free.

The two of them staggered with this blue and purple interlaced magic sword, constantly attacking and interfering with each other, hitting from the sky to the ground, and then from the ground to the sky, the huge magic sword continued to swing, cutting off the steel frame in the lifting shaft, and the surrounding walls were also full of huge scratches and gaps about dozens of meters deep.

If it weren't for the fact that this is an inaccessible underground, I'm afraid someone would have noticed it a long time ago.

The battle continued until a few minutes later, when the massive magic sword shattered, tearing straight through the middle and splitting in half.

In this way, the two of them each grasped half of it, re-condensed into their own familiar style of sword, and staggered attacks again.

Somewhere in the middle of the shaft, Qiao Long hid in a crack in the rock, looking at the two twin sisters who were constantly fighting with a little light, and his eyes were only shocked except for surprise.

Is this really a level that can be reached at this age, even if it is a legendary genius, at the age of 16-17, I am afraid that he was just exposed to some advanced formulas in school.

Although he had not gone to school in a serious way, he had also learned about the situation of transcendent cultivators from his master.

It stands to reason that if you can advance to rank 4 at the age of 24, you are a very talented person, and such talents are often graduates of prestigious schools or children of large factions.

Even if it is the top genius recorded in the Federation, it is only a 16-year-old sequence 4, and what is he seeing now, the two 16-17-year-old girls are already the strength of sequence 5 and almost sequence 6, and the two of them are fighting, except for the beginning of a little messy, the back is becoming more and more skilled, he seems to watch the two of them go through the ordinary years of penance and honing in an hour.

Its fighting skills and the secret techniques used are also unheard of, even if it is only one of them, it can be famous in the entire arpeggio city, but in the hands of the two of them, it has been used endlessly, and it has never been the same several times from beginning to end.

What happened to these extremely powerful twins, they actually had to fight to the death, and both of them fought for their lives, and they were not afraid that they would be seriously injured at all.

However, even so, the legendary battle is about to come to an end.

In order to save physical strength and magic, both Hesia and Themia stopped using powerful and cumbersome skills and began to fight against swordsmanship and moves.

"Fairy Secret Technique: Flash of Light!"

"The Legend of the Blue Bird: Flying Snow Boat!"

The butterfly wings behind Themia in the sky turned into transparent fairy cicada wings, and then flapped abruptly and disappeared in place, while Heshia on the other side also swung her sword and spun her sword, the silver blade flipped with her body, and countless small sword flowers scattered like snow.

Facing this hedgehog-like Heshia, Themia stabbed into it with a sword, and was instantly crushed by the silver sword light, and then the two separated again.

"Elven Secret Technique: Seven Butterflies Incarnate!"

"The Legend of the Blue Bird, Broken Branches and Three Alleys!"

Themia's body changed rapidly, and as she moved in the air and flapped her wings, seven identical figures appeared, each of them holding a dark crystal magic sword in their hands, and the seven of them flashed in succession, stabbing at Heshia in different directions in the air, without any dead ends.

Heshia stood still in the air, the blade of her sword swinging slowly, bringing up a burst of afterimages, and just as the seven approached her, the silver sword light suddenly swung out, like moonlight.

The first sword, the silver glow, flashed away, slashing the figures of the three people and turning them into smoke and dust......

The second sword, the crescent moon was like a string, and the sword in the hands of the two of them was shattered into seven pieces......

The third sword, Zhaoyue Huanghuang, was knocked away by a person with a sword and turned into fine crystal powder......

The last man struck from behind Heshia, and the pitch-black magic sword pierced through Heshia's back, directly through, and then the blade of Heshia's hand flew and plunged into his chest, piercing Themia in the back.

The two swords intertwined with each other, slowly falling from the sky, and then parting again as they approached the ground.

The blades continued to clash in the air, countless sparks and debris flew down, and the bodies of the two men became weaker and weaker, and their movements became slower and slower.

In the end, the two stood in the gem forest, looking at each other from afar, and at this time neither of them had the physical strength and magic to continue.

The sticky blood stains slowly remained, but because there was no magic power, they could not heal again, so they could only quietly feel the passage of life.

"What a shame on me." Themia let go of the blood-stained hilt of her sword and staggered against the massive shattered gem.

At this time, she also had to admit that Heshia had grown to the same position as her.

On the other side, Heshea was also leaning against the gem block, her body weak and unable to stand firmly.

"My sister is so proud."

"Heh, dare to talk back at this time, right?" Themia didn't care, leaning her head back against the gem, looking at the earth full of crystals and gems, purple and blue hedron clusters decorating the dark ground like a fairy tale dream.

"It's beautiful." She slowly closed her eyes, her breathing stopping.

Its body then spread out like quicksand, and the blade of the sword stuck in its chest rolled off, bouncing slightly on the ground before falling with a crisp clanging sound.

After a long time, bursts of purple light floated on the quicksand, drifting towards Heshia's body, slowly absorbing by her, until finally her other eye also appeared with a faint purple glow.

"I received your thoughts, sister......"

An hour later, Jolon slowly crawled down the ground, carefully navigating the spiky crystal jungle until he finally saw the flawless girl surrounded by countless gems.

She sat on the lonely throne of the jewels, her eyes drooping, looking at the two long swords she held in her arms, one as green as jade, and the other as deep purple as black.