Fog.

Above the choppy waves, a rainbow of light flashed across the sky.

A petite figure emerged from the rainbow light, her long messy hair swaying in the wind, she looked back in the direction where the rainbow light had disappeared, tears flowing uncontrollably from her eyes.

"Sister......" Poeti's voice choked up.

As the "future" goddess of the three goddesses of fate, Scotti can clearly perceive that the breath of "past" and "present" has disappeared...... This also means that Ould and Verdante have died at the hands of Odin.

Scotti rubbed the corners of her red eyes, looked around, chose a direction, and galloped out there!

That's the direction of Great Xia.

Since the two sisters fought with their lives to let her leave Asgard, she must not turn back, she wants to find Lin Qiye.

Suddenly, a crisp sound of the piano echoed in her mind.

Bell ——!

Shi Curti was stunned for a moment, and her figure stopped.

She looked around in astonishment, but could not find the source of the sound...... In this hazy fog, where does the sound of the piano come from?

"Poety......?" At that moment, another voice echoed in her ears.

Scotti recognized the voice.

"Brother Blakey?" She said in surprise, "Where are you?" ”

“…… Thankfully, you're not tainted by them......" Blaki didn't answer her question, his voice paused for a moment, and then sounded again, "Scotty, next, I'm going to cut off your connection with your Asgardian origins, and don't look back for a while, no matter what you hear, understand?" ”

There was confusion in Scotty's eyes, and she was about to say something more, when another piano sounded!

Bell ——!!

In the depths of Scorti's body, a shattering sound suddenly sounded, and she jerked her head down at her palm.

"Asgard ......," she muttered.

She could clearly feel that the connection between her godhead and the Asgardian origin had suddenly broken, and the power of faith that had been continuously drawn from the origin also came to an abrupt end.

She...... Banished from Norse mythology?

Shi Koti was stunned in place for a long time, gritted his teeth, and still raised his speed and galloped in the direction of Great Xia.

Although she didn't know what happened to Blaky or why he had severed her ties with Asgard, she believed that Blaky would never harm her.

Before Scotti had flown far, the faint sound of the piano came from the void on the horizon......

It was the sound of a buraki harp.

This looming sound of the piano fluttered in Shi Curti's ears, although the complete melody could not be heard clearly, but for some reason, Shi Kotie's heart suddenly appeared with unprecedented sadness......

Scotti reached out and touched her cheek, and at some point, she burst into tears.

"Brother Blaki......" Poety muttered to herself,

"You,

In grief? ”

……

On the wreckage of the ruined sacred mountain,

Blakey plucked the strings of the harp with his fingertips, and two lines of tears slipped from the corners of his closed eyes.

Even though a few of the strings had broken, a clear sound could still be heard when Blaky's fingertips swept over the void...... It was as if the sound of the piano did not come from the palm of his hand, but from his heart.

Dirty robes fluttered in the rain of blood, and the desolate and mournful melody echoed above the dead land,

Bell ——!

As a piano sounded, a vague phantom light escaped from Blachi's heart, and these phantom lights swirled in mid-air with the sound of the piano, gradually converging into white clusters of light.

The glow of these clusters of light swung open, revealing one of the snow-white papers, which fell from the sky like snowflakes.

Lin Qiye stood in the snowflakes of paper, raised his palm suspiciously, caught a piece of white paper, and looked down:

[April 16]

[To my eternal love, Eden:]

[I have received your reply, and I am relieved to hear that everything is fine with you. I have one thing I want to share with you, today a new patient came to the hospital, dressed in a gray robe, looking fierce, and his name seems to be Gilgamesh......]

Lin Qiye's gaze swept down the handwriting, slightly moved.

"Is it faith?" Lin Qiye raised his head, looked at the snow swirling around Blaki, and said in a daze, "These...... All faith? ”

Lin Qiye roughly estimated that there were about two thousand of these letters condensed from the phantom light, which was basically the same as the number of Blaky's letterheads stored in the hospital's warehouse.

These...... It's all Blaki and Eden's letters since this time.

As these letters appeared, a faint voice sounded in the desolate and mournful sound of the harp, as if chanting something softly,

Lin Qiye listened carefully and found that the voice was reciting exactly what was on these letters.

"This is ......" Lin Qiye seemed to think of something, and his eyes shrank slightly.

There were more and more letterheads flying in the air, and the sound of chanting was also increasing, until the more than 2,000 pieces of stationery were all floating, and the dense chanting sound was superimposed, like a wave rushing under the sky!

"To My Eternal Belove: Eden ......"

"[The weather in the hospital is very nice today, how are you there?] Will it be cold......]"

"[I really want to cure my illness soon, I really want to see you soon......]"

"[I had a dream last night, I dreamed that we were back in that garden......"

"When will we meet again......"

“【……】”

These chants overlapped to form Blachi's own voice, and with each syllable he uttered, there were more than 2,000 chantings, accompanied by a mournful melody of the piano, as if there was some kind of magic that spread to every corner of the Norse kingdom.

The edge of the south side of Asgard,

Several Norse gods wrapped in sarcoma suddenly raised their heads, closed their eyes and looked in the direction of the sacred mountain, and their painful wails came to an abrupt end.

The scarlet worms wriggled on the surface of their skin, and those closed eyes trembled slightly.

Two lines of bloody tears crossed their pale cheeks......

These Norse gods, who had lost their sense of self, seemed to sense their sadness again, looked in the direction of Mount Kinabalu, and wept silently.

……

……

Some people say that Sanjiu is not sincere in asking for votes......

In this case, Sanjiu will change the law, from today on the first day, Sanjiu will explode four chapters on the same day, and there are about 20 days before the end of voting, which means that if everyone is strong, Sanjiu will be more than 20 consecutive days for more than 20 days, and the cumulative explosion of more than 20 chapters!

This is much more sincere than breaking up five chapters after winning the award, right?|ू・ω・' )

Without affecting the quality, even if you sit in front of the computer all day for more than 20 days, you will complete this promise, but you can't change it because of the impact of the plot or something important, you can write it down, and you can make up for it after the end of the day.

Sanjiu's sincerity has been full, I hope you can show the power of "Slashing God" book fans! If we want to be the first!!

It's still ranked second today, but today's four chapters will be used as three nine to show sincerity, and there will be two more in the evening.

Each person can vote three times a day, and the voting channel is on the post posted by the book circle, and everyone rushes to the duck!!

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