chater40 I unfolded my six wings and flew outside.
Continuous bombings had shattered the vulnerable city into pieces.
Under my feet was the ground stained red with blood, and countless corpses were spread out in disorder on the wilderness.
Theseus followed behind me, holding the white divine bow of flames with a worried look on his face.
I gave him a smile that said I could hold on:ot Theseus.
"I said: Oh, do you like watching stars?"
No word skipping.
Theseus said: "If you don't like it, does your Highness like it?"
without skipping the word.
The heart-breaking dream appeared in my mind, the blue Jordan River, the blooming daisies, and the pale and slender hands that hugged me tightly, and the stars in the sky were almost crumbling.
A smile appeared at the corner of my mouth unconsciously, and I said lightly: "I don't like it."
Then, I used my divine power to imprison Theseus in place: Theseus, no matter what you saw or heard today, forget it.
Memories are a sword that hurts.
Being trapped in memories will only lead to death."
I flew to the Hall of Glory and entered the main hall.
Orea was not there.
Then I flew into the dormitory.
There was still no one inside.
The only thing was in front of the window.
The place where the easel used to be was suddenly covered with a red cloth.
I lifted the red cloth and what came into view was Orea's paintings.
The century-old oil painting is a bust of a character.
The background of the picture is deep black, like a thick fog.
In the fog, there is the face of a woman with blond hair.
Wearing a moon-white robe, with clear blue eyes, slightly raised corners, and a reserved and noble smile, that person is me.
Orea, you are so stupid.
I stayed in front of the painting for a moment, then I turned and flew into the killing battlefield.
The moonlight spreads endless brilliance on the cold battlefield, and the aura of killing permeates every corner.
I hear people's cries and wailings, I hear people's wishes and prayers.
In the distance is the approaching dawn, and I stand in the past and look at the empty future.
Light will eventually come and bury the sins of darkness, but those souls lost in the war will never come back.
And in that intertwining of light and darkness, Orea walked gracefully, and the sacred brilliance shone on the world.
All the blood and tears turned into holy meteors in this light, proudly crossing the sky.
He stood proudly at the top of the world, watching the life and death of others indifferently.
Just looking at him like this felt like a sin.
"Sakya, have you seen the farthest and brightest star?"
No words skipping.
"I saw it, what's wrong?"
"That's me, high above and out of reach, but the direction of the world.
They admire me because of my light.
But in fact, I am just an ordinary star, but because I am high, people misunderstand me.
I said: Ot Leya, I once vowed to look up to that star throughout my life, but he disappointed me so much. " Urea just looked into the distance, the wind blew his robes, and his expression was as lonely as a shooting star in the night.
After a long time, he said slowly: O Saga, you know, I just want you to stay with me, that's all."
I smiled, the corners of my eyes were moist for some reason, "It would have been nice if you had said these words five hundred years ago, but now everything is too late.
From the moment you knocked Sylvide down to the heaven, everything has changed.
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"Oleia, you don't know how much I loved you.
I didn't let you know it before, and you will never know it in the future.
I will not be sorry to Sylvester, nor can I be sorry to all living beings in the heaven and demon world.
Maybe all this will end only if I die.
The demon army and the angel army have suffered countless casualties.
As the demon king, Sylvide has been seriously injured by the power of the God King who beat Rhea.
The failure of the demon world has become inevitable, but they still persist and are unwilling to give up.
"I can give everything to Sylvide, except you."
Aureya looked into my eyes.
He is a person who hides everything in his heart.
He doesn't know how to express his feelings.
He always thinks that everyone else is.
I can understand what he means.
In fact, no one knew what he was talking about except me.
I suddenly walked up to him and hugged him hard, as if I wanted to rub him into my life.
Aureya was in a daze, and he let me hold him stiffly.
I knew that no one had touched his body in Aureya's long and endless life.
He was noble and proud, and he was also lonely.
I leaned my head on his shoulder and said with a smile: Rhea, I know you will understand me, because Saga has never left you, but from now on you are alone, let Sylvid go.
And others please.
This is my last request. " I let go of Aureya, then jumped down to the heaven, releasing all the divine power to detonate my body and soul.
I've already hurt Sylvide twice, and I can't let him get hurt again.
Sylvide, he can live a good life without my presence.
Living is so beautiful, and living is so painful.
I have endured countless years of suffering, and now let it all end.
The death of the soul will be very fast, but in the last glance, I saw the big Orea's wide eyes, and the line of blood and tears flowing from his eyes as blue as the sky.
Orea, do you regret it?
I regret it very much.
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