Hearing Diomedes' words, Drost's eyes suddenly widened: "You ......"

Don't wait for him to say anything more.

I saw that the light around me suddenly dimmed.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the sun dissipated in an instant, as if the curtains were closed, and even gradually darkened.

When everything around him went dark, only Diomedes shimmered brightly. It's like lighting a candle on a stormy night with a power outage, and everything around it is gradually illuminated again...... It's just that the lifeless things have turned gray and white, like old photographs.

Diomedes stood motionless with his hands behind his back, just looking at Drost with a blank face.

His pupils suddenly lit up with a dim yellow flame. The moment the fire just rose, it stopped and froze as if the pause button had been pressed.

Under the watchful eye of the old elf, Drost's movements gradually began to become sluggish.

The expression on Drost's face seemed to be frozen, and the hand reaching forward became slower and slower. His body is also gradually losing its color.

When Drost was completely still, his body turned into the same black and white as in the surrounding room, like a stone statue, with a hollow gaze and a hideous and comical expression.

In just an instant, Drost was subdued by Diomedes.

— just like the people who tried to assassinate Drost in the old days, when they were controlled by Diomedes.

Diomedes looked at Drost in a daze, his eyes sad. It's like reminiscing about the past.

"Is this the strength of the Papal Guard......

Ivus sighed in a low voice, yearning for a moment.

Janis of this world line left Avalon early, presumably because Queen Sophia became a seeker of the Twilight Path after using potions. The change of fundamental stance has caused a rift between the two old friends.

Janis is clearly a very determined equalizer. She returned fifty or sixty years after leaving Avalon to give her old friend a funeral.

And the queen's use of potions has broken the limits of natural lifespan, apparently destroying the norms of the balanced path.

Diomedes' ability to freeze other people's time is clearly related to the power of the Twilight Path.

"I thought the elves hated the power of dusk."

Thinking of this, Aiwas asked with some confusion, interrupting Diomedes' musings.

"That's pretty much it, but the Papal Guard is a special case."

Diomedes tilted his head slightly, patiently explaining to his new master: "The papal guard is a heritage that is related to the three paths of balance, devotion, and dusk......

The old elf was in no hurry, for time was always on his side.

Ivus is also completely ignorant of this knowledge, after all, the Papal Guard is an impossible class for players to obtain...... Because that's not a "career".

Not all elves will take the path of "career". The "occupation" system is a new path shaped by Wei Zhe, and only human beings, a race with wide and complex adaptability to the path, need the purification of the path by "occupation" the most.

As for the elves, the children of the moon, and the dragons, who are naturally inclined to the path, they rely more on the more demanding conditions of the "inheritance".

"In the Church Nation, elves generally have the adaptability to the path of consecration. Just as human beings usually have an adaptation to transcendence and love.

"We are basically divided into two factions, 'equilibrium' and 'twilight,' which, like the human parties, are very opposed to each other."

Equilibrium comes from the neutral attitude of the elves and the mission of the checks and balancers; And dusk comes from the long lifespan of the elves.

Elves who tend to the former tend to be more active in the affairs of the short-lived species, and are willing to touch new things; Elves that tend to the latter tend to be more passive and indifferent, more conservative and alienated from short-lived species...... It's like a human who simply doesn't have a pet because he's afraid of his pet dying.

"Are you twilight biased? That's why you're so nostalgic? ”

"No, I'm the Papal Guard."

Diomedes replied, "When we receive the lineage, we are divided into groups of two, and we learn the power of dawn and dusk respectively. After all, 'dedication' is the core of the church, and balance and dusk are only means and directions......"

The balance of bright yellow and the dusk of dusk are both yellow.

That's the light that comes from lighting a candle.

…… Case.

Since Diomedes is the Knight of Twilight, then what Mr. Oswald has in his hands may be the power of "Dawn......

Ivus thought to himself.

“…… Alas. ”

Diomedes' musings and memories were interrupted by Evas. He let out a heavy sigh: "After all, we still have to come to this point......"

He finally moved.

Even if it is to prove that he is not a person who misses the past, this sword must be lost.

Diomedes held out his right hand from behind his back, his index finger and middle finger together.

Neither fast nor slow, he stood motionless and made an understatement in front of him.

I saw golden arcs like whip blades, like soft threads, shooting out from his fingertips!

Cut Drost's body horizontally into two halves!

When the ray of light touched him, the gray-white Droist instantly regained its color.

However, at this time, his body had been cut in two by an extremely smooth body.

He didn't even realize that he had been cut in half, and even subconsciously reached forward to grab it when his upper body fell backwards to try to balance his body. As a result, blood burst out of the body like a flower in an instant, and after leaving the body, it instantly solidified into a gray-white stone flower in the air.

In Drost's subjective consciousness, he did not see exactly when Diomedes' "invisible sword" was unsheathed.

He had no idea what Ivas was chatting with Diomedes.

He only felt that after the surroundings became dim, he couldn't see Diomedes' sword swing at all—he saw a flash of electric arc left in the retina, and he had already been swordsman!

What a fast sword!

That's a speed that the senses can't catch up with—

When Drost realized this, the pain was long overdue.

"Uhh

Droste, who had been beheaded in half, suddenly let out a terrible scream and crawled on the ground.

But his voice couldn't reach the dim barrier. They are all frozen.

Blood, fat, and internal organs continued to flow out of Drost's body, and after leaving his body, they cooled and solidified, turning into the same gray-black as the surrounding filter. They are so mixed together that you can't see what they are.

Within the range of light, only Eivas and Drost were bright and colored. Only they could hear Diomedes' voice.

This old elf with a national character face looked down at Drost, who had seen the big one since he was a child, with a complicated expression.

"I've given you many chances, Charles."

The old elf sighed, and his lowered right hand slowly rose again.

"Don't, don't kill me...... Diomedes! Grandpa Diomedes—"

This old and fat man, who is eighty or ninety years old this year, has an extremely strong fear in his eyes - it is the fear of death and the end.

He shouted hysterically like a child who had fallen to the ground and cried out loud: "I was wrong, I was wrong, Grandpa!" I'll change it...... I changed! I know I'm wrong, Miss Crowley...... I was wrong! Forgive me, I'll change! I don't want to die, save me! ”

Incomparably strong desire to survive, incomparably sincere words. But no one around him paid any attention to him.

Neither Ivas nor Diomedes would be softened by this. They looked at him indifferently, watching the fear in Drost's eyes condense.

“…… Please give him to me, Mr. Diomedes. ”

Ivas said politely, "As for the reason......

His left hand touched the necklace on his chest, and his right hand mercilessly flew the red crystal card out.

The red cards swirled and flew through the air, losing color and slowing down as soon as they left Aihuas.

But just as it was completely frozen in the air, the black butterfly mark on the card began to flutter its wings. Crimson flames erupted and turned into swirls.

"Flame Butterfly!"

Ivus shouted her name, celebrating her awakening.

The necklace on his chest quivered, and then flowed from Ivus's fingers, turning into flames and submerging into the vortex.

The two streams of flame converged, eventually turning into four gradient red and black butterfly wings. The edges of the butterfly wings crumbled like black ashes, and the lines of the butterfly wings cracked, revealing a stream of scorching flames as golden as magma.

Now that she is 1.7 meters tall and nearly a head taller than Yulia's body, the Flame Butterfly is no longer the petite and immature girl she was at the beginning.

She looked even older than Yulia at the moment, the same age as Ehuas.

And obviously, even if Yulia is a few years older, she will not be able to reach this height.

Yulia's dark hair reached her ankles, turning crimson from the ends, and burning with flames like blood.

Her black-bottomed, dark red iris eyes slowly opened, looking cold and dangerous.

At the moment, she was wearing a black gauze dress like a dead person. The rim of her dress burned with crimson flames visible to the naked eye, making her look like a queen of fire embraced by flames.

- She is none other than the Flame Butterfly who was shepherded up to the fifth level by Ihuas.

【Deadly Sin: Flame Butterfly (Sun, Hanged Man)】

[Level: 47]

【Dedication Path, Attribute Fire】

As if she had grown up...... Today's Flame Butterfly finally does not have the label of "juvenile". Her consciousness has finally become sober and mature, and she is no longer as innocent and immature as she was a child.

When the Flame Butterfly was truly under control, Eivas was finally able to reinfuse its power into Yulia's body.

However, Yulia herself refused the matter. Her self-esteem is much stronger than Lily's—Yulia said that she should at least rely on her own strength to advance to the third energy level, and form her own ability system with her own path characteristics.

Having learned the lesson of the Night Demon, Ivus did not choose to raise the little butterfly to the sixth energy level this time, thus triggering the equalization mechanism.

When she appeared, the dim barrier suddenly brightened. The flames burning on her body lit up the space around her, making the gray-white things bright and colorful again.

"—Demon Scholar? Illusion ...... Yulia! ”

Lost in pain, Drost unconsciously shouted, "You're still alive!" You're a demon scholar! ”

His eyes protruded outward, and the vitality of the fourth-level transcendent made him still have the strength to crawl on the ground even if he was cut in half, struggling with vitality.

"Not bad."

The corners of Flame Butterfly's mouth rose slightly, and she smiled without a smile: "Remember my name." ”

Her voice is very similar to Yulia's, only more mature and slouchy.

But unlike Yulia in Aihuas's impression, the Flame Butterfly is much more aggressive—

She reached forward with her right hand, and the flames turned into a giant hand, grabbing Drost's upper body, dragging it back like a sticky candle and sticking it to the lower half of her body.

"Doesn't it hurt, Mr. Scum?"

Speaking gentle words, the Flame Butterfly smiled sweetly like a girl and put her left hand behind her back.

The next moment, as the crimson flames turned to blazing white, Drost's charred body began to heal rapidly.

The feeling of being immersed in the warm water of a spring made Drost's miserable screams dissipate in an instant. His brow widened as a result, and his fist, clenched into a fist until it was bloody, slowly loosened, and his bones creaked and sour.

She who shares her memories with Yulia is, in a sense, another Yulia.

When summoned by Ehuas, the fragments condensed after the deaths of "Yulia" and "Flame Butterfly" merge with her again. Memories from this worldline poured into the sea of Flame Butterfly's consciousness.

It's not just the memory of the "Flame Butterfly" that devoured Yulia's body with a phantasmal body and appeared alone...... and Yulia's unwilling and sad emotions at the last moment.

When the Flame Butterfly separates from Yulia, Yulia and Isabel have not yet become friends. As a result, Flame Butterfly and Isabel are not that close. Sophia's death didn't touch her much.

But Yulia, who "saw" the world, died because of Drost's conspiracy, and her uncontrollable self almost went crazy and killed Ivus, who had depended on her since childhood; And after Ivus finally succeeded in stopping his madness and defeating himself...... But he touched the wreckage on the necklace day and night, and wept bitterly.

The Flame Butterfly felt a flame burn in her chest.

If she harms herself, the Flame Butterfly will not have such a strong resentment and hatred - she is the Flame Butterfly, burning her own flame butterfly with flames.

But hurt Yulia, hurt Evas...... Especially, let her hurt Ivas herself.

This made the killing intent in her heart spread like fire, and she couldn't stop it anymore.

Just as Drost's vitality gradually recovered and became stronger, his consciousness gradually cleared up. The Flame Butterfly looked at Drost who opened his eyes again, and the corners of his mouth slowly rose, revealing a somewhat cruel but happy smile:

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

"I was in pain, too."

With the crisp laughter of the Flame Butterfly's silver bell, the flame suddenly reversed again, turning into a viscous dark red like blood.

The flames, which were even hotter than before, were like appendages, soaking Drost's entire body in an instant.

And when it burned to Drost's consciousness again, the flames turned white again.

The pain dissipated like a low tide, and the body regained consciousness from the itch and warmth. Pain will never paralyze his nerves, for each time he will return to his healthiest posture.

In Drost's pupils, pure fear finally appeared: "No, no......"

"Don't want to die, do you?"

The Flame Butterfly flies through the air like a queen of flames, wielding flames of different attributes.

She stared at Drost, her dark red pupils like congealed blood: "What a coincidence, I don't want to." ”

The next moment, the flames reversed again.

This time, however, the Flame Butterfly did not reverse the flames again. Instead, he directly increased his firepower and burned Droste directly into ashes with a strong killing intent.

Ivus reached out and gently stroked Flamefly's hair. It was a similar touch to Yulia, only a little hot...... It's like pouring boiling water into a glass.

She just squinted like a kitten and was silent.

After gaining complete intellect, he made himself look cruel in his first appearance......

…… Now that I've calmed down, I'm a little embarrassed.

But there are no regrets. Flame Butterfly thought to herself.

If she had to do it again, she would do the same.

She would also be happy to see Ivus avenge her and torture Drost for her and Yulia, but she would also be sad.

…… It was the grief of relatives who were forced to take revenge and were forced to stain their hands with blood.

Because in her memory...... Also in Yulia's memory, Eivas was the brother who was always gentle, but occasionally a little weak.

He would stay awake all night because Yulia was uncomfortable, and stay with her; will also make a special trip to ask for leave because Yulia feels lonely at home, and stay with her for a long time.

When he used to live in an orphanage, Ivus's favorite food was fried cod. When he eats fried cod, he will be happy, and Yulia will look at him in amazement—the kind of fatherless, motherless, homeless orphan should not have, like the sun.

For those who lack hope, that's the color of hope.

Perhaps because Yulia was always looking at him, Ivas thought that he also liked to eat cod cutlets. Therefore, every time I will be ruthless and give up more than half of it to myself.

But in fact, Yulia doesn't like to eat fried fish at all. It was too greasy for her, and she preferred vegetables and desserts.

But whenever Ivas gave up food to herself, Yulia felt warm in her chest. It was a feeling of wanting to cry...... It's Yulia, who has no family since she can remember, the taste of "family" in memory.

Yulia knew that she and Evas had not been the same kind from the beginning.

Ivas had a family when he was a child.

He has memories of his father and mother, and even lived with them. I vaguely remember their looks and names, but I don't remember them very well.

But Yulia is an abandoned baby. She has been an orphan for as long as she can remember. She didn't even know her last name, let alone if her parents were still alive.

Eivas is the sun that has fallen to the bottom, and one day it will rise again. After all, there will be many people around him, and he will not be the first and will not be the last.

But Yulia is a bat that lives at the bottom of the valley since birth. She had only seen one kind of light, and that was the light that belonged to the sun.

However, in Yulia's memory...... Ivus was actually much more fragile than she was.

He was so afraid of pain that he would cry just when he hit his head or his hand. He was also afraid of bloodshed, and when he accidentally fell and broke his knee and bleed, he was so scared that he thought he was going to die.

Ivas isn't the type with thin desires. On the contrary, he is greedy...... Every time I give something I like to someone else, it's very distressing.

He was also timid, much more timid than Yulia. Yulia was never afraid of the dark, but Ivus was always afraid of the dark...... He was not afraid of ghosts, but he was afraid that someone inside would kill him, just like his parents.

…… But even so.

But he was willing to hurt himself mercilessly, feeding himself blood; He was willing to give up what he liked to Yulia, who was not related by blood; Obviously very timid, but pretending to be brave to try to protect Yulia.

Therefore, Yulia will pretend to be weak to let Ivus protect her.

Because she is now Aihuas's "sister".

But the Flame Butterfly is different.

She's a monster, an illusion. It is a beast of paradoxes that should not exist.

She was a cruel and insane fire illusion who nearly burned Ivus alive in this world, only to finally come to her senses at the last moment. It makes sense to burn Drost a few more times now......

But just when the Flame Butterfly was a little lost, Ivus suddenly spoke, "You're quite kind.

"Just heal him twice, and kill him completely...... If it were me, I'd kill him at least ten times. Sure enough, the phantom demon of the way of dedication, no matter how bad his temper is, will not be much worse. ”

The Flame Butterfly looked up and looked at Ivus in a daze.

Ivus touched her tenderly and called softly, "Tired, aren't you?" Come back and take a break. ”

The corners of her mouth slowly rose, and her body shattered and turned into a flame butterfly slowly stopping at Ivus's fingertips.

…… It wasn't a tenderness to Yulia.

She finally felt it clearly.

That's the light that belongs to you.

- It wasn't until Drost was reduced to ashes that the Flame Butterfly completely separated herself from Yulia.

Update complete!

The schedule has collapsed again, and a new book by an old author is sacrificed!

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