"Ostara ...... Ostara ...... Ostara ......"

The voice echoed in Ron's ears as he chased the syllables through the Black Sea.

It was a woman's voice, her voice was warm, just listening to that voice, it seemed that you could feel a embrace full of tolerance, which made people feel at peace and want to sleep peacefully in that embrace.

Before he knew it, Ron had already dived to the bottom of the ocean...... The bottom of the sea is covered with dark brown silt.

Suddenly, he saw a white mark in front of him.

In the unchanging ocean, it's a very different color.

Ron's subconscious drifted towards the white, getting closer and closer, and Ron saw more and more clearly.

A pure white ridge, slightly curved, forming an arched arc......

No, that's not a ridge.

That's a ...... Pure white ribs.

Huge, slender.

Once a powerful being died here, the corpse soaked in the Black Sea and decayed, leaving only pale bones to remain.

Further afield, more and more bones appeared in front of Ron's eyes, more crowded than the stars in the sky.

The indescribable sadness made Ron's soul tremble.

Look at the dark brown mud beneath your feet...... It wasn't some sludge, it was rotting flesh.

A deep sadness flooded Ron's soul.

Is it crying? Or despair?

Ron couldn't understand why he had such strong feelings, he had nothing to do with the bones.

His ears began to ripple with a chaotic sound, an earth-shattering roar, a roar of the stars turning upside down, a wail of dying, a cry of despair and powerlessness......

Why, am I so weak?

Where is the hope?

It's a collection of emotions that are extremely negative.

"Ostara ...... Ostara ...... Ostara ......"

At this moment, the voice of the call rang in his ears again, as if a beam of light had freed Ron's consciousness from the vortex of despair.

Chasing the sound again, I don't know how long it was, Ron suddenly stopped.

A large stone monument appeared in front of him.

It's huge.

It was even bigger than the mountain-like skeletons I had seen before, but most of the huge stone monument was obscured by the rolling black fog, and it was impossible to see what was on it.

There was only a small corner, and a gap appeared.

When he saw the gap, Ron realized that the mysterious stone slab that was still lying in his storage ring was cut from this stone tablet.

His gaze shifted to the side, and next to the gap in the stone tablet, there was a small stone slab, unobscured by the black mist.

There are several stone slabs like this, they are surrounded by black mist, and on the edge of the slate, you can see countless black silk threads emerging from the black mist, like tiny insects, crawling on the surface of the slate.

There seem to be some traces engraved on the stone slabs, some of which are not clear.

Ron moved a little closer, and for about half a minute or so, Ron finally began to see the contents of the stone tablet closest to him.

It was a broken, bleak mural.

On the mural, there is a tall woman, her body wrapped in black chains, behind her is a rising sun, and the head of the mantis is raised high towards the black void.

Her countenance, beauty is stunning.

Her height seems to be half a head taller than Ron's, but she doesn't look bloated at all, and her slender figure perfectly matches the golden ratio, full of feminine gentleness and amazing bodybuilding.

Her legs are long, but against the backdrop of her tall figure, they look very harmonious. She was wearing a battle armor, but this armor was extremely subtle, just covering her chest and hips, her slender legs and sexy waist with muscular lines were completely exposed, like a heroic female warrior, but people couldn't help but wonder how much defense this bit of armor could provide.

Her skin is not as white and delicate as ordinary women, although delicate, but full of healthy breath, adding a few different charms, the long golden hair is spread out, as if a wind is blowing, the curly blonde hair swings a brilliant golden light, like the noon sun, the black fog around her, and she doesn't even dare to approach.

Two black shackles are attached to the ankles above the two curvy round feet.

Ron's throat squirmed, and a thought was becoming clearer and clearer in his mind.

This is...... Goddess of Dawn, Ostara.

Somewhat different from Ron's imaginary image, this is a heroic and beautiful battle goddess with great power, she is like a dazzling sun.

Just as Ron was admiring the beautiful woman on the mural, the woman moved.

Her mantis looked in Ron's direction, and he didn't know if it was Ron's delusion, but he noticed that there seemed to be a gentle smile on the goddess's beautiful face.

Then, she opened her arms.

Dense translucent tentacles grow from behind Ostara.

Just like when Ron first saw the statue of the goddess at the Church of the Dawn.

Tentacles, winding in mid-air, wrapped around Ron's body.

The tentacles, soft and delicate, full of elasticity, like the sexiest skin on the goddess's body.

Under the drag of the tentacles, Ron's soul moved uncontrollably in the direction of the goddess, and he showed a strange expression, this goddess really wrapped around his body.

The closer he got, the more Ron could feel the thrilling beauty of Ostara.

The smile on Ostara's face became richer and more gentle, and her gaze even had a taste that made Ron indescribable, as if it was deeply nostalgic, and it seemed to carry some kind of unspeakable sadness.

Ron had countless doubts in his mind to get answers, but before he could open his mouth to ask, the two souls were already close together, and Ostara didn't give him a chance to talk more.

At that moment, Ron's entire soul body trembled.

Ha!

It's so abrupt, but inexplicably a kind of going with the flow.

Ron couldn't even describe what it felt like, it was like a mixture of water.

It is more satisfying and happy than copulation.

Their souls are entangled, fused with each other, and savored the beauty that has never been before.

Every particle in the soul is wrapped in soft and delicate warmth.

This was the bottom of the Black Sea, but Ron felt that his consciousness was floating in the clouds, and the soft sunlight scattered on his body, lazy, made him unwilling to wake up from this taste.

Perhaps, this is the so-called blending of spirits!

As if by pure instinct, Ron's arms encircled the goddess's slender and toned waist.

His fingers began to jump over the goddess's body, savoring the beauty of the bone-eating ecstasy.

In the flickering distance, Ron could feel that something was flowing down Ostara's soul and gradually pouring into his soul.

……

Time, as if it has frozen.

I don't know how long it has been, but this beauty has finally ended, like a wonderful dream that has finally woken up.

The entangled souls are also gradually separated.

Almost at the same moment, an evil and extremely indifferent eye suddenly appeared in the black void, and the huge eyeballs turned slowly, as if trying to look in the direction of Ron.

Ron was creepy.

He didn't know what this mysterious evil eye was, but instinct told him that he should never be watched by this evil eyeball.

His will trembled......

"Wake up, wake up, wake up......"

He was roaring.

He tried to wake up from this strange state.

At this moment, Ostara's right hand slowly raised, and with a pop five fingers poked into his chest.

Slender fingers, clenching a bloodied heart, handed it to Ron.

Ostara's beautiful eyes were still looking at Ron, her face suddenly became a little sad, and her lips opened slightly:

"Don't, forget me!"

In the next moment, Ron Huo Ran opened his eyes.

In front of him was still a pale bone ship, surrounded by a tranquil sea.

Grabbing the railing with one hand, supporting the soul body, Ron gasped heavily, obviously there was no real body, but Ron had the illusion that he was extremely tired.

After a long time, Ron finally recovered a little, and he looked at Elsa, the system, still standing on the railing, staring at him quietly.

This heartless system has no idea that its host has just experienced a life-and-death escape.

However, a beauty is a beauty, even if she stands on the railing, she looks so elegant.

Looking at Elsa's back, Ron inexplicably had an idea, what if he hugged Elsa from behind and said that I am the king of the world?

Considering the huge defeat under the Black Sea, and the huge pale bones, and the carrion turned into thick silt, it doesn't seem to be romantic.

Ron admired himself a little, after all that he had just experienced, such a thought could still come to his mind.

It's just that I don't know if it's Ron's delusion, but I always feel that Elsa looks at her gaze and seems to be ...... Colder? She seems to be angry?

What's there to be angry about? It feels like a girl who has been robbed of her boyfriend, and she is there to say: I came first!

Shaking his head, Ron suppressed the strange thoughts that suddenly appeared in his heart, Elsa had that indifferent expression all day long, as if someone owed her money, which should be normal.

He gasped slightly, staring at the black ocean below, the expression on his face looking very complicated.

It can be determined that at the bottom of the Black Sea, the pale and huge bones, are the remains of fallen gods, thick silt, and the rotting flesh and blood of gods.

It can be determined that the stone slab that the mysterious old man handed over to the original owner of this body was cut from the huge stone tablet at the bottom of the Black Sea!

The Black Sea, the ship of the soul.

Aside from Ron, and the beings summoned by Ron, only dead gods will appear.

How did that mysterious old man use to enter the Black Sea, and even cut off a stone slab from the stone tablet at the bottom of the Black Sea, and finally be able to leave this world of the dead?

Could it be that the mysterious old man is more exaggerated than the gods? Or is there any way he can circumvent the restrictions here?

And Ostara, the goddess of the dawn!

The rising sun behind her is the symbol of the goddess of dawn.

Everything he had just experienced seemed to be just an illusion, but the extremely elegant figure, the exquisite and perfect curves, the delicate and elastic skin, and the trembling of the soul collision were forever imprinted on his soul.

The taste of the goddess is really good.

But that is the supreme goddess, beautiful, elegant, noble, powerful, why should she put down her body and mingle with him as a human spirit? Ron didn't think he would have the charm that even a goddess could attract.

Wrapping around his body doesn't seem to be just a joke.

Why did Ostara dig out her heart, and why did she give it to herself?

For a moment, there were countless thoughts in Ron's mind...... Then he thought about the first time he entered the temple and saw the statue of the goddess.

He received a gift from the goddess, the Heart of Ostara.

Airplanes!

Suddenly, Ron's soul body trembled, as if there was a layer of goosebumps growing on the soul body.

Ron's mouth was wide open, but he couldn't make a sound.

Heart of Ostara...... That necklace......

It really is, the heart of the Goddess of Dawn!

It was also very important to note that Ostara had already given Ron his heart as soon as he entered the temple and saw the statue of the goddess. So why do you have to show it on the stele?

What is he trying to convey?

Ron was horrified when he remembered the mural where Ostara, the goddess of the dawn, stuck her finger in her chest and pulled out the bloody image of her heart.

And the last thing that emerged, the mysterious, cold evil eye.

Could it be that Ostara wanted to give her heart to herself in order to get a chance to live? Even if Ostara is eliminated, devoured, and suppressed by the mysterious evil eye, can he still be resuscitated by this heart?

So this heart is the anchor point of Ostara's resurrection?

Or is she trying to remind herself of something?

And then I think of the introduction of the Heart of Ostara: she will be your second heart!

A thought became clearer and clearer in Ron's mind.

Perhaps, this is the redemption of the goddess of dawn for him.

It's also his next chance to fight against the repairman!

But what does that sentence, don't forget me, mean?