When Hesia woke up again, she saw a familiar scene. This was the bedroom in her home. To be precise, it was the home she lived in before she was 12 years old. It was different from the one she has now.
The personal terminal on the bedside rang. She picked it up, turned off the alarm clock, and saw the current time. [Third Era, September 2, 1248, 7:30:14 AM]
Was this four years ago? She sat up and looked at the quilt, bed, and cute stickers on the wall, full of nostalgia.
Stepping on the clean floor, she walked out of the room. In the living room outside, her father was getting ready to go to work, while her mother was preparing breakfast for her and her sister.
"Hesia woke up really early today." Her father raised his eyebrows at her, trying to make his daughter laugh, but unfortunately it had no effect, so he had to wave goodbye and go out to work.
Mother put the hot milk on the table, then took out the freshly baked bread, cut it into slices and put it on the plate.
"Hesia went to call her sister. Didn't she say she was going back to school today?"
"Ah, um..." Hesia nodded, but did not move away, always looking at the quiet and gentle woman in front of her.
"What's wrong? Hesia keeps staring at her mother."
"Nothing, I'm going to call my sister." Hesia ran away in a small step, suddenly stopped when she passed the bathroom, and walked in.
"As expected." Looking at her 16-year-old self in the mirror, Hesia felt sad.
It was indeed a dream. I couldn't have looked like a 16-year-old at that time, and my family didn't find it strange.
She left the bathroom and knocked on her sister's door. In anticipation and nervousness, she finally heard the very familiar voice, "Come in."
The girl with black hair and purple eyes had already gotten up. She sat by the window and looked at the scenery outside. There were some drifting clouds in the sky. A green potted plant was placed on the windowsill, and the small leaves were swaying in the breeze.
"Hessia is here." She turned her head and looked at the girl who walked in the door. Their appearance was surprisingly similar, but the girl with black hair and purple eyes was more developed. After all, she was already 18 years old at this time.
.
"Hesia has indeed become more beautiful when she grows up."
After hearing this, the girl couldn't help but stop.
"elder sister?"
"Yeah, I'm here."
"Approximately how old am I when you see me?" Hesia asked tentatively.
"About 16-17 years old? About the same as me at that time, what's wrong?" Themisia tilted her head, and her black hair fell from her shoulders.
"But, my sister is 6 years older than me..." Hesia's voice dropped.
"Yes, but my age will always stop at 18. You should know this, right." The girl opposite stroked her hair from her ears and said calmly.
"Why, sister."
"Why, this is hard to explain..." Themisia stood up, walked up to Hesia and took her hand.
"Has Hesia studied ancient history? It's the past of the Third Era."
"I know a little bit about it." The two of them sat on the bed together, shoulder to shoulder and back to back.
"In the third era, there was a human country. Their prince married Titania, the queen of the forest elves, so that the forest elves merged into their own country and became stronger."
"This is the legend of the Green Empire," Hesia recalled.
"Yes, but this is just the surface of history. As a witness to the marriage, a witch gave the royal family a treasure as a blessing and protection. It is the Holy Grail that can give birth to twins after drinking the liquid in it."
"Using this treasure, each generation of emperors in the Green Empire are twins. They have the same mind and trust each other, just like inseparable halves. Such twins remind each other, make up for each other's shortcomings, rely on each other, and combine the two pieces with each other.
The fragments of imperfections are spliced into a perfect circle.”
"elder sister……"
"Actually, we should be twins like that..." Themisia's voice was full of emotion.
"But fate played a trick, and the result was that we couldn't put it together."
"But don't worry, Hesia, I have found a solution."
"What's the solution?" Hesia was feeling uneasy because she already knew what was going to happen.
"The way is - we will become one again." Themisia turned around, gently hugged Hesia from behind, and then held their hands together.
At this time, a strange feeling emerged from Heshia's heart. She seemed to be able to feel the heartbeat, blood flow, emotions in her heart, and even the vague thoughts in her mind of the person next to her.
(Hesia is so cute)
The girl turned her head in disbelief, wanting to see what Themisia looked like at this moment.
Her long black hair was fluttering, and stars were flowing in her purple eyes, exuding a kind of enchanting charm that was breathtaking.
"What does it mean to be integrated into one?" Hesia looked away, not daring to look into those eyes.
"We make up for each other's shortcomings. Hesia also wants to become stronger. Sister can make you stronger and overcome your shortcomings of timidity and introversion." Themisia said while holding Hesia's hand.
, the voice is so gentle.
"That's right..."
"Because of our separation, each of us is imperfect, so it is best to merge back into one. And with my help, Heshia can grow up quickly. My sister used to be number one in the school, and she is still
The number one school in Jade Skirt.”
"Well..." Hesia lowered her head. Indeed, compared to her sister, she is still too weak.
"It's okay, we won't be alone anymore." Themisia leaned down and hugged Hesia.
Then she gently pressed her forehead against Hesia's head, and countless memories came from the other person's mind. It was Themisia's life, her growing experience, the praise of genius, the envy of countless people, the high-level extraordinary
The practice of ability, the experience of fighting with others, a calm and rational mind, etc.
As long as he accepts these, Heshia can quickly become stronger, and the two of them have a clear understanding. She knows that her sister has no ill intentions, and this is for her own good.
However, for some reason, Hesia still had some resistance in her heart...
Obviously doing this is the best result, but I still feel uncomfortable in a corner of my heart. It is obviously a time when I should be happy, to be reunited with my sister, and to no longer be alone in the future.
Why...
Why.
Why?
Why!
Hesia pushed Themisia away and took a few steps back under the puzzled eyes of the other party.
"Hesia?"
"Sister." Hesia raised her head stubbornly.
"Actually, there are some things I haven't said to you."
"What are you talking about? Is it because I didn't pay much attention to you before and ignored you?"
"Uh, not really." Hesia shook her head.
"My sister is very powerful and outstanding. Even if you go to high school, your mother and father will talk about your sister the most." Hesia looked at the ground aside.
"I can't compare to my sister. I'm always timid and a little clumsy. Whenever relatives come to the house, I like to hide away."
"I used to envy my sister's character, and I also hated my own weakness."
"When we entered junior high school, the teacher asked us to choose extraordinary sequences to practice. It is best to specialize in one category."
"During the test, the most suitable direction for me was the natural sequence. Like my sister, my mother also wanted me to choose the natural sequence."
"But I lied that time. I didn't choose the natural sequence, but the unpopular withering sequence."
"Do you know why, sister."
"I'm afraid of comparing myself to you. I'm afraid that if others ask me how my training in the Transcendent Sequence is going now, they will definitely say that Themisia was in the same situation as when I was in junior high school."
"I am a coward, with low self-esteem and weakness, so I can only escape from this kind of thing, so I specially chose the withering sequence with the fewest people, so that even if someone asks me, I can say that because different sequences have different difficulty and methods of practice, I can't
Just as fast as you were back then."
"Doesn't it sound ridiculous, for this kind of boring self-esteem?"
"But my sister must not understand, but this is the only way I can maintain myself."
"I don't want to be compared to others anymore..." There was a choke 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 often have nightmares at night. Sometimes I can only fall asleep with the light on because I'm afraid of the dark and seeing weird things."
"In order to resist this fear, I went to the library to find the unpopular extraordinary job agency called Dark Visit. It has almost no combat effectiveness, and it can't help me find a good job, or even participate in any competitions."
"However, its only use is that it allows practitioners to gain the ability to see, that is, they can see dead ghosts, fragments of consciousness that have not been dispersed, etc."
"Invisible things always scare people, but when I can see them, I feel safe. From then on, I can sleep peacefully."
"So, sister." Hesia raised her head.
"I have tried my best to avoid you."
"Now you suddenly tell me that I can't do it for us to become one again."
"But we can only become stronger by making up for each other. Now you are on the verge of death. Without my help, you might be..." Themisia looked at the disobedient sister in front of her.
"I know." Hesia bit her lip.
"I know that getting everything from my sister will make me stronger, but am I still me like that... People are different. I couldn't learn my sister's pride and confidence before, and I don't want to learn it now."
"Just let me be a coward for the rest of my life, and be called a lonely and introverted child forever. I know this is my shortcoming, but now I am used to their existence."
"How come you have become so stubborn and are so stubborn? Read less books on psychological analysis. I have learned this before, but thinking too much about these things will only make you hesitant. Life is what it should be.
Be more generous and natural." Themisia stretched out her hand again.
"No, no, no." Hesia backed away and shook her head.
"We are different, Themisia." She called her sister by her name for the first time.
"You can be born knowing many things and naturally adapt to various challenges in life, but I am not. I am a very stupid child. I am also afraid of being hurt. I have to be cautious in everything I try. I can only be armed with books and various knowledge.
For myself, I look for the wisdom of my predecessors and constantly analyze the reasons. Only by knowing the principles and processes of what happened can I feel at ease."
"But it's too tiring and hard for you to live like this." Themisia looked at her lovingly.
"Maybe, I will feel a little happy when I write my diary in front of my desk alone."
"Because I have recorded the gains, feelings, experiences, etc. of this day, I will try to find solutions to the problems, and these bits and pieces nourish me."
"Now you tell me that as long as I accept everything from you, these are no longer problems. What is the purpose of everything I did before? Doesn't it feel ridiculous? All my tears, hard work, and persistence have become nothing.
It’s meaningless and has become a dispensable thing, so who am I?”
"My memory, my personality, everything about me is made up of these bits and pieces, but now you have completely denied them. In fact, you have never really acknowledged me. Even if we merge with each other, the new personality will be
It will not be dominated by me. Maybe to you this means being strong, but to me, it means directly dying."
"I know my sister has good intentions, and maybe you have greater expectations for our future, but..."
"I'm sorry, sister, I can't agree to your request." Finally, Hesia's voice finally became firm.
"It seems you have made up your mind." Themisia looked at her.
"What a disobedient sister."
"I'm sorry." Hesia opened the door and walked out.
Seeing that she was about to leave, Themisia's eyes changed several times and were extremely complicated.
"No matter what you think, I also have my will, Heshia. It is destined that only one of us sisters can 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. Hesia looked at everything around her in surprise, and soon realized something.
She turned around and looked at Themisia who was walking towards her step by step. At this time, Themisia was already using her extraordinary abilities.
Her long hair was flying, and stars were flowing in her purple eyes. When she raised her hand, vines burst out of the wall, like thousands of snakes, entangling towards Hesia, binding her so tightly that she could not move, and then
Themisia stepped closer, hugged Hesia's forehead again, and kissed her. Countless memories and emotions were transmitted again, and their souls began to tremble, exuding dazzling brilliance.
Like two flawless blue amethysts, rising slowly in the endless darkness, then slowly melting and intertwining with each other.
No! I refuse!
A bright light rose in the darkness, and then the crystal shattered.
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In reality, Qiao Long was diving in the stagnant water in the lift shaft. He tried his best to find the girl's figure in the turbid and deep water.
‘Fuck, the bottom of this lift shaft hasn’t been cleaned for a long time. There is water more than 20 meters deep. It’s almost below the 70th floor.’
Although it was a pity not to teach that girl a lesson, it would be even greater guilt and heartbreak if the other girl died here because of her own mistakes.
'I'm actually saving people, no one would believe it.'
No matter what he was thinking, Qiao Long continued to dive down, and finally he saw the unconscious girl under the water. Her face was very pale when the small light shone on it.
"We should be able to save him." Qiao Long swam over.
However, just when he was about to touch the girl's body, a violent burst of light lit up from her body, and then exploded violently, and the entire underground elevator shaft was illuminated by countless shining crystals.
These crystal fragments carried a large amount of water splashes and expanded all the way to the sky above the lift shaft, flying away. Countless water splashes condensed in mid-air and adhered to the inner wall of the lift shaft.
After the violent flash, the entire interior of the lift shaft became a cave with shining crystals. Countless blue and purple hexagonal crystal clusters grew on the underground walls, steel frames, and guardrails. These crystals shining with magic light illuminated the entire underground.
It's like a magical and magnificent crystal world.
High in the sky surrounded by many crystals, two figures, one purple and one blue, stood in the sky. They had similar looks, with long black hair flying, but the colors of their eyes were different.
"Themisia..." The girl with blue eyes looked at the figure in front of her.
"I can't help it, Hesia, who told you to be disobedient."
After saying that, she stretched out her hand to the right, countless magic light points gathered, and a purple crystal sword appeared, and then she held it in her hand.
…
As Qiao Long climbed up the blue-purple crystal cluster, a golden stream of light flashed by. He couldn't help but look up and saw that the purple girl had penetrated the blue girl with a sword.
The purple-red sword blade was inserted into the chest, and the blood-red veins spread along the wound, making Heshia unable to move like a curse, and then she fell 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 piercing Qiao Long's shoulders and wrists.
, nailed to the wall.
"Don't touch my sister with your dirty hands, it's really disgusting."
Falling from the sky again, Heshia landed in the crystal world underground. She was lying in the middle, with countless crystal clusters extending out from under her, like spikes and sharp swords, guarding her.
In the sky, Themisia moved again, with crystal-like prismatic wings extending from its back. Its color was transparent and purple, especially beautiful. Then it shot straight down like a shooting star, streaking swaying purple traces in the air.
On the ground, Hessia opened her eyes again. She raised her hand with difficulty and aimed at Themisia, who was rushing straight into the air. The brilliance in her eyes flowed, and the crystal clusters beside her made a crackling sound like bamboo.
It usually breaks out of the ground, climbs upward, and stabs into the sky.
The layers of crystals are dazzling, and the spikes in them are extremely dangerous, blocking Themisia from falling from the sky.
The bright red sword danced, swept, and continuously chopped and chopped open the blue crystal clusters. Themisia rushed forward layer by layer, quickly approaching the bottom, until she split the last layer of blue ice crystals.
Countless debris fell down, but there was nothing inside.
Themisia's eyes narrowed when she saw such a scene, and then she quickly moved away. Only half a second later, her position was pierced by crystal spikes shooting down from the sky.
High in the sky, Hesia also spread her crystal-like wings behind her back, which were blue in color, and she also held an emerald green crystal magic sword in her hand.
"You learn quickly, Hesia." Themisia looked at the blue-eyed girl in the sky and knew that it was an extraordinary job based on her own knowledge.
Although the two did not completely merge, they exchanged some memories.
Heshia shook her head without answering, then swooped down, her blue wings fluttering in the air, leaving a beautiful arc.
"Then let's see who is stronger." Themisia groaned, then kicked up and flew up, straight towards the descending blue morning star.
Two figures, one blue and one purple, kept intersecting in the underground crystal cave, and then separated again. The bright red and emerald green magic swords collided again and again, spurting out tiny debris.
In a flash of light, the two people continued to fight from high altitude to the ground, and then flew up again. They were like twin stars that kept intertwining and colliding with each other until a violent flash of light exploded and separated the two people.
Hesia and Themisia looked at each other in the air. At this time, both sides were in bad condition. They both had various wounds on their bodies, and some blood spilled from the wounds, staining their clothes.
Neither of them paid much attention to these wounds. As blue and purple crystal light flashed across the scars, they slowly healed and returned to their original state.
Just as Hesia learned how to fight from Themisia, Themisia also learned how to lick her wounds from Hesia.
Brave people learn to fight, and timid people learn to heal. They both have different paths.
"Perhaps I have to praise you, my lovely sister." Themisia slowly rose up, and the blood-red crystal magic sword in her hand slowly dissipated.
"However, how much have you learned about me? You can't resist me with these alone, hehehe, hahaha——"
Her figure continued to rise, and the crystal wings on her back became more and more strange, like elongated purple-black butterfly wings, with dangerous yet beautiful patterns.
The long purple and black dress emerged and covered Themisia's body, and then two black roses grew out of her wide black lotus sleeves.
The dark rose bloomed, and the layers of petals kept blooming, and the dark crystal blade slowly extended and grew from the stamens. A bright light flashed, and the purple-black diamond-shaped gem condensed on Themisia's chest, and the brilliance flowed in it, and there was a little magic power.
Light and sand gather from the void and then merge into it.
Natural Sequence 5·Demon Purple Rose (Evaluation: Legendary Pearl Level)
"Don't worry, Hesia. It won't hurt very much. It will be over soon." The purple and black butterfly wings behind her fluttered, and her figure disappeared in mid-air in an instant.
"This is!"
Hesia was like a refracted blue ray in the air. She moved quickly to dodge, but she still couldn't avoid the purple-black figure that suddenly appeared. Themisia suddenly appeared behind her, and then stabbed out with a sword, and the dark crystal blade flew out of her body.
Hesia's chest was pierced, bringing with it a splash of blood.
The blade rotated, and the severe pain made Heshia almost unconscious. Then the dark blade was drawn out, bringing up large amounts of blood and flying in the air.
The blue crystal wings slowly dissipated, and Hesia looked at the halo-shrouded figure above her head, slowly falling. The figure of the other party was getting smaller and smaller, and the whistling wind beside her became louder and louder.
.
Bang!
A violent vibration came from behind, causing Hesia to cough up blood, her body lost strength, and she collapsed in the crystal forest.
Slowly, the purple-black butterfly wings flapped, and the beautiful and enchanting figure within them descended.
Themisia came to Hesia step by step, looked at Hesia who was speechless, and pointed the sword at her neck.
The sword blade did not stab directly, she was still waiting for the moment when Hesia would admit defeat and bow to herself.
Time passed by second by second, and Heshia kept coughing up blood at the corner of her mouth, but she still stubbornly turned her face away, refusing to look at the familiar face in front of her.
Seeing her disobeying the instruction, Themisia shook her head slightly, and then stabbed her with her sword.
Zhi——
There was blood on the blade, but it did not penetrate into the neck. Heshia held it with her hand, her white fingers wet with sticky blood, and her finger bones caught the blade, making a slight sound.
Themisia swung the blade, shook Hesia's wrist away, and then pointed it at her again.
"You really don't listen to advice. Do you think I will be soft-hearted if you look like this?"
"If she sheds tears and my sister becomes soft-hearted, then I don't mind crying either."
"But you won't, just like you know that I won't shed tears again." Heshia struggled to stand up with the large crystal pillar on the side under the direction of the sword blade.
Themisia looked at the sister in front of her and took a deep breath, and then said: "I will not be soft-hearted anymore."
After finishing speaking, she quickly moved forward, thrust out her sword, and penetrated Hesia again.
This time she did not encounter any obstruction, and Hesia did not dodge. She pressed her bloody palm on Themisia's shoulder, and then continued to grope forward, as if she wanted to touch Themisia's face, but in the end she was unable to do so.
hang down.
"Don't try again." Themisia let go of the hilt of the sword, took a few steps back, and looked at the girl who was nailed to the crystal pillar.
"I know how you escaped death last time. Although the Withering Sequence's Pure Spirit Formula is effective on soul consciousness, I am currently Sequence 5, and the strength of my soul consciousness cannot be harmed by this elementary formula."
"Really..." Hesia wanted to say something, but she ran out of energy.
The blood dripped slowly, and even if the wound on her chest wanted to heal, it was cursed by the black crystal blade and could not heal the wound.
In the end, am I still wrong? Shouldn't I persist so meaninglessly...
Her consciousness became increasingly drowsy, and a picture flashed through her mind, which was a scene from her recent work at Liuli Dream.
Belphegor, Andusia, Botis, Florus, Rabbi Dec... everyone took good care of her, patiently told her tips and tricks in life and work, helped her dress up, and cooked delicious food for her.
, in these few days, she felt a warmth that she had not experienced in a long time.
People are such greedy and fool-like existences. Because after eating delicious food, they can no longer part with it. Because after experiencing such beauty, they are no longer willing to die.
After a long absence, Heshia remembered a ballad from her childhood. It was the ending song of an animation. She had long forgotten what the animation was about. Only the slightly sad lyrics and melody remained in her heart.
…
"Since when"
"I don't dare to cry loudly"
"Those friends who give me headaches just thinking about them"
"Are you as fond of teasing others as before?"
"The world is turned upside down~~"
"Run forward with all your strength"
"Because I'm afraid of getting lost"
…
"Enjoy the cheers after crossing the finish line"
"No one will hold you and dance with you anymore"
"The noise in the attic has stopped urging"
"The gilded words on the faded certificate"
"Gives out a slight sparkle"
…
This is!?
Themisia took a few steps back and looked at the strange sight in front of her. Countless pale gold light spots and fine yarn emerged beside Hesia, while her figure and everything around her undulated like water.
[Space is like a string, time is like a tune, and the rhythm of the world is already playing]
Time is turning around at this moment, like a movie tape that has arrived quickly. The blood that spilled on the ground flies up again, and then gathers at the wound. The blade inserted into the chest automatically withdraws, and then dissipates. The originally torn wound is restored to its original state, even the damaged one.
The clothes have also returned to their clean appearance, without any mess in sight.
Hesia closed her eyes and replayed countless scenes in her mind. Her entire life experience seemed to be going backwards, with scenes flashing before her eyes.
Examination, class, study, after school, shopping, cooking, feeling sad, happy, writing, listening to others, watching TV, junior high school, childhood...
Wait! That’s…
Suddenly, she stopped at a scene in her memory, which was when she was 10 years old. At that time, her sister went to high school and she was at home.
"Hesia, do you know why mother's hair is black?" One evening in summer, her mother took her for a walk in the park.
"It's because grandma is also black." Hesia answered seriously and intelligently.
"That's right." Her mother smiled and touched her head.
"But not only that, where did grandma's black hair come from?"
"This...I don't know." Heshia shook her head.
"Because our family actually comes from the ancient Eastern Continent, and the people there all have black hair and black eyes. However, due to wars in the Fifth Era, there were not many people left in the Eastern Continent, and they later joined various countries.
"
"Many traditions and customs have been discontinued. Nowadays, I rarely make pasta at home, and I can't even speak or write oriental characters. However, there are still some things that have been preserved. Does Hesia want to learn?"
"I...I'm afraid I won't be able to learn it. How about my sister learn it first, and then she can teach me after she masters it."
"It's okay. It doesn't matter if you learn it first. She may not be able to use it." Her mother said with a wry smile. The school Themisia went to was the top one on the planet. I'm afraid she would look down upon such outdated skills.
Up.
"Actually, I don't know much, just a set of swordsmanship. Once you learn it, you can also exercise your body."
"There should have been supporting mental techniques and extraordinary job training for practicing secret techniques, but these are all broken." No wonder she said her sister would look down on it.
"Watch it, Hesia, I will only demonstrate it once."
That evening, my mother gave a simple demonstration with a wooden stick, and it was really only once. Since then, my mother has never mentioned it again, probably because she thought it was of little use.
However, all skills have their own reasons, and the clues still reveal the thinking of the designers back then. The tiny details at that time are magnified layer by layer at this moment, and then become extremely clear.
The shape is deduced from the outline, the cause is deduced from the trajectory, and the outline of the mental method is deduced from the name of the move. Countless thoughts emerge in the cascading time. However, just like re-completing the discontinued tunes and movements, everything becomes clearer and clearer.
In just a few seconds that outsiders saw, Heshia felt as if she had spent years. Countless figures flashed across her mind with swords, and each move and supporting technique finally took shape and was imprinted in her heart.
This may be something completely different from the original, but it still doesn't detract from its power.
In an instant, the light dissipated and everything returned to its original state. The two continued to stand facing each other in the crystal-strewn underground.
"Although I don't know what method you used, even I know that this ability to reverse time cannot be operated at will." Themisia looked at the girl with black hair and blue eyes in front of her and said.
.
"How many more times can you hold on, Hesia." Suddenly, she teleported and disappeared from the same place again.
Once again, she flashed behind Hesia and stabbed out with a sword, but Hesia rushed directly to the place where Themisia was standing before to avoid the sword.
She will appear anywhere, but never in the same place. This is the only thing Hesia can be sure of.
While the body was rolling, the emerald green sword blade in Hesia's hand clashed with Themisia again, and crackling brilliance flashed in the ground.
In the intertwining of bodies, Hesia stepped on the wall on the side, jumped into the air, opened her hands like a wild goose, and just when Themisia was about to seize this flaw and stab the sword directly, Hesia
The whole person is rising in the air like a feather, extremely light.
Finally, she stopped high in the air, swung the sword, and countless crystals shattered, and then quickly condensed into a brand new ancient long sword. The hilt was square, the blade was slender and open on eight sides, and the tail was
It has blue tassel sword spikes.
Wisps of magical light points emerged from the void, and then converged on Heshia, and the originally messy black hair was tied by a blue delphinium-like hairband.
The moon-white classical oriental dress wrapped her body. The collar, sleeve edges, and skirt corners had blue moiré patterns, and the clothing was dotted with patterns of dancing swallows. The cuffs were wide and the belt was graceful, dignified and elegant.
Gorgeous.
Natural Sequence 5·Blue Bird Broken Branch (Legendary Condensed Pearl Level)
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"Oh, interesting, who did you learn this from? Isn't it just some showmanship?"
Soon enough, Themisia's body shot up quickly, like a black flash of light, and the black sword light was like thorns and lightning, criss-crossing in the air.
Hesia closed her eyes and no longer used her vision to sense Themisia's trajectory, but instead relied on the intuition brought by her extraordinary job and her high-speed reaction ability.
She fought with Themisia dozens of times for a few seconds, then suddenly turned the sword around and inserted it into the scabbard in her left hand.
In an instant, the blue eyes opened, and a terrifying and shocking huge arc cut open in mid-air.
‘The Legend of the Blue Bird: Feiyan Cuts the Moon!’
The dark crystal blade broke and flew away in Themisia's shocked gaze, and the arc of the cut also tore a bloodstain deep into the bone on her body.
The figure wrapped in purple and black butterfly wings plummeted down from a high altitude, avoiding the stream of flying swallows waving behind it. The sword blade was swung at high speed, like a thin layer of fluorescence.
The two chasing each other continued to fight in the air, and then crashed into the ground, shattering the layers of crystal.
Among the broken crystals scattered on the ground, Themisia stood up, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and looked at Hesia who was getting stronger and braver as she fought across the street.
Then she quickly stepped forward again, and a dark dagger like a poisonous stinger appeared in the palm of her hand behind her.
The long swords intertwined, gold and jade were shaken, and the fine crystals were scattered with air waves. Then Themisia fluttered its wings like a butterfly, retreating sharply, and then suddenly moved forward and turned sideways when Hesia pursued.
The black sword blade cut off Delphinium's headband, causing her hair to fall apart. Then the poisonous stinger dagger in Themisia's left hand penetrated directly into the opponent's vest, and the black curse mark spread on Hesia's back, causing her body to freeze.
But Themisia kept swinging her sword, and the blade separated Hesia's hairband and then turned around again, slashing across 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 hold back.
In this dangerous and dangerous situation, Heshia kicked her toes, and as if she saw Themisia's movements behind her, she turned sideways, and the direction of her rotation was exactly the same as the direction of the opponent's sword swing. In this way, under the extreme pressure
In a dangerous situation, he could barely avoid the sweeping sword blade.
The dark crystal blade passed in front of Hesia's eyes, picking up her scattered hair. Then she turned her legs and kicked Themisia's wrist, causing it to lose strength briefly and hold it.
The sword is unstable.
After turning around, Qingying's sword light flashed past, directly sweeping away the dark magic sword in Themisia's hand, flying high, and then landed on the ground in the distance, inserting into the crystal ground.
Without her weapon, Themisia instantly flapped her wings and went straight up into the sky, while Hesia followed closely behind her. The two of them were like two streams of light, one black and one white, constantly swaying in the high altitude, and then intertwined with each other and kept colliding with each other.
Finally, Themisia suddenly stopped in the air, and the pair of purple-black butterfly wings behind her suddenly spread out. The patterns in them were alluring and beautiful, and then countless purple-black crystal mist spread out from the patterns, like stray bullets,
It shot downwards and swept across Hesia's body.
Out of caution for unknown attacks, Hesia kept waving her sword to block, sweeping away all the incoming purple and black crystal bullets and ricocheting to the surrounding walls and the steel frame of the lift shaft.
And her prediction was indeed correct. After these crystal bullets hit the object, they quickly corroded and melted it, and flowed down like a liquid.
Taking advantage of this short gap, Themisia also displayed a new secret technique in the high air.
The black magic sword in her hand was thrown high into the air, and then she stretched out her left hand. The purple crystal on her wrist turned into vines and began to grow. These vines and branches spread to both sides, forming a long network of branches and arms.
, the hollow part seems to form the pattern of some kind of special magic circle, and an air current passes through it from top to bottom. As the layers of air flow blow, the purple thorn branch network makes a strange sound.
The dark magic sword that was thrown up before also fell down, and was held in Themisia's hand again. The dark crystal magic sword continued to lengthen in her hand, forming a strange spiral winding arrow, and countless air currents carried it.
Infused with the magic power of the natural sequence, the long spiral arrow bloomed with dazzling light.
"Penetrate it, the Elven Secret Technique: Arrow of Whirlwind Whirlpool!"
A transparent and colorless airflow channel was instantly formed in the air, and arrows shuttled through it without leaving a trace. The shooting and hitting seemed to happen at the same moment, making it impossible for Heshia to avoid it.
The powerful black spiral arrow passed through the body, causing a heart-piercing pain, and then shot straight down with her, finally nailing Hesia's limbs to the ground.
High in the air, Themisia did not rush to pursue her, but opened her hands again, and once again grasped the two dark magic swords blooming in the black roses in her hands.
The purple in her eyes burned slowly, and the dark magic sword was also coated with a layer of demonic purple flames. Then the two magic swords were held together in her hands, slowly merging into one, and the last one exuded a dangerous aura.
The purple demon sword was tightly held in her hand.
In the deep purple and almost black crystal, countless imprinted patterns are densely distributed like circuits, and the golden light threads flow among them, driving the complex and high-level Ayaka formula.
Annihilation·Curse·Poison·Instant Kill
Layers after layers of dangerous supernatural effects are attached to the blade.
"Farewell, Hesia."
The beautiful butterfly wings flapped, and Themisia slowly fell from the sky carrying this black and purple magic sword.
Her speed was not fast, and during her slow descent, layers of demonic purple magic power were superimposed and pressed down, creating a suffocating momentum.
Heshia, who was pinned to the ground, struggled hard and finally freed her right hand from the seal of the black spiral arrow. Then she held the green ancient sword condensed in the void with this hand and slashed forward, killing all the spiral arrows.
break.
Looking at Themisia slowly descending from the sky, she knew that it was inevitable to escape at this moment. With such a heavy magic power and momentum, once she broke into Themisia's side, she would be crushed by the sticky and compressed force.
The air waves were so stagnant that it was difficult to move the body.
What should I do? Hesia had many thoughts running through her mind in an instant.
No time to pick and choose, this is it.
She dropped the sword in her hand and opened her hands slightly. The crystal ground beside her continued to vibrate, and violent spurs of gemstones suddenly appeared. These spurs were not the previous crystals, but like crystals extracted from underground rocks.
The tall gem forest rises from the ground and reaches into the sky. Its colors are colorful and extremely transparent, reflecting layers of reflections.
After such a move, Hesia felt a wave of fatigue surge into her heart, and she almost lost her balance. Fortunately, she finally recovered a little.
She could no longer use this innate ability. If she tried to use it again, she would faint immediately. She understood clearly in her heart.
High in the air, Themisia chopped the rising gem pillars into pieces with one sword after another, but her momentum did not diminish. She did not care about the speed of her descent at the moment, but wanted to maintain her absolute suppression of Hesia.
The black and purple magic power burned, and the sword was swung, turning the huge gem pillars into debris and falling down.
Among the dots, a figure with black hair and a white dress suddenly appeared, and Themisia instantly killed it, but the glass was broken, and it was just a reflection illusion.
Hesia rushed into Themisia's side from the other side. Now she had no extra time and strength to gather enough weapons to fight Themisia, so she could only survive by danger.
Her white palm slapped the sword blade, tilting it slightly to avoid its slashing. Then Hesia held it directly on the hilt of the wide magic sword, as if two people were holding the giant sword together.
The dark purple and almost black magic sword has a burst of blue at its tail, and then spreads upwards. The two of them are born twins. Their souls and magic powers are almost the same, and they are not as exclusive as other extraordinary beings.
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Deep Purple and Youlan were devouring and fighting for each other in the magic sword, and they were at a stalemate for a while.
"Now you remember that she is my biological sister." Themisia glared at Hesia, the purple in her eyes almost burning.
"I have never forgotten, sister." Heshia was not to be outdone, and blue magic flames ignited in her eyes.
"Foolish!" Themisia swung her sword with all her strength, trying to make the giant sword hit Hesia.
"Arrogant!" Hesia also followed the rotation of the sword, and the two collided again, but this time neither one could make a move.
The two men staggered with the blue and purple intertwined magic swords, constantly attacking and interfering with each other, hitting each other from the sky to the ground, and then from the ground to the sky. The huge magic sword kept swinging, destroying the steel frames in the lift shaft.
It was cut off, and the surrounding walls were also covered with huge scratches and gaps about tens of meters deep.
If it weren't for the fact that this place is underground with few people, I'm afraid someone would have noticed it long ago.
The fight continued until a few minutes later, the huge magic sword shattered and tore directly from the middle, becoming two halves.
In this way, the two of them each held half of the sword, re-condensed it into their own familiar style of sword blade, and attacked each other again.
In a corner in the middle of the lift shaft, Qiao Long hid in the crevices of the rocks and looked at the two twin sisters who were constantly fighting. His eyes were filled with surprise and shock.
Is this really a level that can be achieved at this age? Even a legendary genius may have just been exposed to some advanced formulas in school when he was 16-17 years old.
Although he has never gone to school seriously, he has learned about extraordinary practitioners from his master.
Logically speaking, anyone who can advance to Sequence 4 before the age of 24 is considered extremely talented. Such talents are often graduates of prestigious schools or are children of large factions.
Even the top geniuses recorded in the federation were only 16 years old at Sequence 4. What he saw now was that two 16-17-year-old girls were already Sequence 5 and almost Sequence 6 strong, and the two of them were fighting.
When he got up, apart from being a little messy at first, he became more and more skillful later on. It was as if he was watching the two of them go through years of hard work and training for ordinary people in one hour.
Their fighting skills and the secret techniques they used were unheard of. Even if they only knew one of them, they would be famous throughout the entire Payin City. However, in the hands of the two of them, they used them endlessly, never doing the same thing several times.
What happened to these extremely powerful twins? They actually wanted to fight to the death. Moreover, both of them fought in a desperate manner and were not afraid of being seriously injured themselves.
However, even this legendary battle is coming to an end.
In order to save physical strength and magic power, Hesia and Themisia stopped using powerful and cumbersome skills and began to compete with each other in swordsmanship and moves.
"The Fairy's Secret Technique: A Flash of Light!"
"The Legend of Blue Bird·Flying Snow and Crossing the Boat!"
The butterfly wings behind Themisia turned into transparent fairy cicada wings in the high air, and then suddenly flapped and disappeared. On the other side, Hesia also swung her sword and turned, the silver blade following her body, and countless broken swords.
The flowers spread like flying snow.
Facing the hedgehog-like Hesia, Themisia thrust her sword in, and was instantly entangled and crushed by the silver sword light, and then the two separated again.
"Legendary Biography of the Blue Bird: Three Broken Branches!"
Themisia's figure changed suddenly. As she moved in the air and flapped her wings, seven identical figures emerged. Each of them held a dark crystal magic sword in their hands. The seven of them dodged in succession, stabbing in different directions in the air.
To Hesia, there is no blind spot.
Hesia remained motionless in the air, waving the sword blade in her hand slowly, bringing up waves of afterimages, and when the seven people approached her, the silver sword light suddenly swayed away, like moonlight pouring out.
With the first sword, the silver light flashed away, cutting off the three figures and turning them into smoke and dust...
The second sword, the crescent moon was like a string, and the swords in the hands of the two men broke into seven pieces...
The third sword, Zhaoyue Huanghuang, one person and his sword were knocked away and turned into fine crystal powder...
The last person attacked from behind Hesia. The dark magic sword pierced Hesia's back and penetrated directly. Then the blade in Hesia's hand flew around and pierced into her own chest, stabbing Themisia behind her.
wear.
The two men's swords intertwined with each other, falling slowly from the sky, and then separated again when they approached the ground.
The sword blades continued to clash in the air, countless sparks and debris flew, and the bodies of the two became weaker and weaker, and their movements became slower and slower.
Finally, the two of them stood in the gem forest, looking at each other from a distance. At this time, neither of them had the physical strength or magic power to continue.
Thick blood stains slowly left behind, but without magic power they could not heal again, so they could only quietly feel the passage of life.
"It's really embarrassing for me." Themisia let go of the blood-stained sword hilt and leaned unsteadily on the huge broken gem.
At this time, she also had to admit that Hesia had grown to the same position as her.
On the other side, Hesia was also leaning on the gemstone, her body weak and unable to stand firm.
"Sister is so proud."
"Oh, you dare to talk back now, right?" Themisia didn't care. She raised her head and leaned on the gem, looking at the ground full of crystals and gems. Clusters of purple and blue crystals made this dark place
The underground is decorated like a fairy tale dream.
"It's so beautiful." She slowly closed her eyes and her breathing gradually stopped.
Then his body spread out like quicksand, and the sword blade stuck in his chest rolled down, bounced slightly on the ground, and then fell down with a crisp clanking sound.
After a long time, bursts of purple light spots floated on these quicksands, floating towards Heshia's body, and were slowly absorbed by her, until finally a faint purple brilliance appeared in her other eye.
"I receive your thoughts, sister..."
An hour later, Qiao Long slowly climbed down underground. He carefully shuttled through the crystal jungle full of spikes until he finally saw the flawless girl surrounded by countless gems.
She sat on the lonely gem throne, her eyes lowered sadly, looking at the two long swords in her arms, one as emerald as green, and the other as deep purple as black.
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