Chapter 595: The Queens Figure, the Longed for Glory
The broken night wind blew dust and debris, rolling over the ruins of two-thirds of the town.
The tiredness and vicissitudes of the war could not be concealed on his face with complex black eyes. He exhaled deeply. The young man stood on the other side of the ruins wearing a huge black cloak.
Facing...the Queen of the Nightless Palace standing in front of the survivors.
His actions just now have definitely put him on this side.
It was obviously through her strength that he was rescued and regained some strength...
His dark eyes were slightly lowered, and Fangran looked at the ground under his feet that almost no longer looked like a town, just ruins piled with rubble and rubble, with a depressed expression.
Even a hundred years ago, she still seemed to be standing in the dim light.
Holding Alleria who seemed to be sleeping in her arms, the Queen raised her eyes and looked at the dark figure in the distance. There was not much blame or majesty in her unexpected words:
"If you let her go like this, I don't know how many people will fall into a situation like tonight again..."
The first time he heard the other party's voice, Fangran heard a very gentle and gentle sigh in ecstasy.
He raised his head and looked at where she was. This time he saw the light and shadow clearly in the dim light. His black eyes subconsciously widened slightly.
There is no majesty, indifference, and contempt for the world as I imagined,
On the contrary, it is justice, mercy, humility, awe-inspiring, self-confidence, fairness, etc., all of which make people feel bright impressions...
Glory and beauty unite into a mystery, a female figure as gentle and beautiful as light.
Hearing her voice and seeing her true appearance, his dark eyes slowly lowered in complexity. Fangran clenched the silver-broken dragon tooth in his hand and slowly let go.
Having been saved by this figure just now, he lost the courage to strike boldly on the ice sea, and spoke in a low voice with dark eyes:
"Feel sorry."
Fangran knew that was wrong. Just looking at the level of disaster that night, even if he had activated 'infinite' combat power that far exceeded the normal A-level, he was here to stop it.
The witch still destroyed two-thirds of the town. I don’t know how many people’s homes were wiped out by her magic. I don’t know how many people will be displaced and displaced in the coming days.
And... I don't know how many other places will encounter disasters like tonight's.
He knew that what he did just now was wrong. He knew that was wrong. He should not have saved the witch who should be sealed.
But...he can't do it.
That was the figure that saved him in the most desperate and helpless time, the dawn of repayment for everything he had done.
Since that night he was able to break out of the stable daily life he was guarding for Ling, now he can face the Queen of the Nightless Palace again for that figure.
With his black eyes, he could see those people who were unconscious in the remaining towns. Fangran's eyes were lost and he slowly closed them with a silent sigh,
Sure enough...I'm not a hero...
Just a selfish mortal.
He knew that there were countless people who had lost their homes, property, hometown, and the days of laughter that he cherished every day tonight.
Lost the place to go back to.
"sorry...."
Slowly and forcefully closing his black eyes, he clenched the hilt of Yin Broken Dragon Fang's sword tightly, Fangran's voice sounded guilty and self-reproaching, these words that sounded like a sigh used up all his strength,
It made him unsteady and unsteady.
Seeing Alleria's eyes losing luster in her arms, she fulfilled her obligations as a noble at the cost of her life, just to win the chance of saving the lives of the people in the town from the witch,
She gently raised her hand and watched with soft eyes as Alleria's figure slowly floated up from her arms. The white dress shimmered and became brighter and brighter in the night until it turned into a little bit of light.
Transparent, disappearing little by little...
Until the last second, his eyes were staring at his figure in the memory, as if he was bidding farewell to a Kongming Lantern that flew to who knows where.
She spoke softly with a slightly lonely expression.
"Why...are you apologizing?"
Also looking at Alleria's slowly disappearing figure, for this woman as beautiful and awe-inspiring as a white rose, those blue eyes that seemed to carry out her own will,
Fangran will remember her from the first moment he saw her from this era.
Even if she is still alive a hundred years later, how sad will it be to the people around her if something like this happens?
Fangran looked at the eyes of the Queen of Night Palace a hundred years ago, whose emotions he didn't know how to describe. He looked away, shook his head and exhaled softly.
This time the words were spoken softly and firmly.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have let her go...but...I'm sorry..."
After retracting her gaze and looking at the dark and tall figure of the young man standing on the ruins, the Queen of Night Palace turned to look at the unconscious town residents,
Although it can't dispel the madness resonated by the witch in their minds, it can at least temporarily stabilize their situation.
While she stretched out her hand and lit up a gentle halo to alleviate the madness in these people's dreams, she spoke softly and calmly, giving Fangran the feeling that she was not like a queen who ruled over the European participants.
Rather, she is like the religious nun who saves people in the story.
"I have never heard of your existence. In this era, she and I are the only people in Europe who have surpassed Class A and reached this level."
She tried her best to comfort everyone. After doing this, she looked directly at Fang Ran for the first time, with eyes that contained an unknown amount of glimmer.
He looked at Fangran's face carefully, then closed his eyes and shook his head gently.
"Besides, I didn't hear about your existence from the gentleman at the Huaxia Night Club. As for the North American side, it's even less likely."
The queen opened her eyes, countless rays of light escaped, she stood in the intact town and looked at Fang Ran on the dilapidated ruins, and then raised her gaze to look up at the miraculous night sky.
"It has been more than ten years since there was a new A-level player in the night battle world, let alone an A-level leader who appeared out of thin air."
"so...."
The dark figure did not move. Facing the light and shadow that stood at the top of this era, Fangran could not think of any excuse to explain his existence.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The moment he listened to the words of the Queen of the Evernight Palace, he felt the pair of radiant eyes looking at him...
"You are not from this era, are you?"
His body was frozen in place and his expression was stunned. The moment his black eyes were fixed, all words were blocked!
Raising his black eyes in astonishment, Fangran looked at her figure that combined light and beauty with startled yet complicated eyes, carrying an unknown amount of justice and glory, wisdom and calmness.
Even though the other party was the future queen of Nightless Palace, Fangran never expected that she would see through his identity right away!
This question that already confirmed the answer made Fangran extremely shaken. While re-recognizing the height at which this figure stood,
This even made him doubt everything he saw...
Am I really in the scene...?
He opened his mouth but had no idea what to say. The excessive shock had deprived Fangran of his ability to speak. He could only watch her smile softly at him, unable to hide his thoughts at all.
"Night fighting is incredible, right?"
It seems to contain all the lightness and whispers that have not been thoroughly studied or explained.
In a scene called "Inheritance of Time", the Queen of the Nightless Palace saw through her identity that she did not belong to this era. She was indescribably shocked.
Fangran could only remain silent.
Even though he has 'infinite' power, he has gained A-level power that ordinary participants cannot achieve in their lifetime.
But what did he feel in front of this figure in front of him?
It is the gap in experience, life, experience, wisdom, courage, mind, structure, etc.,
It goes beyond the scope of teachers and children, standing in front of her in such a conversation,
It's like facing a real "great man".
For a moment, Fangran seemed to understand why so many Night Riders, who should be proud and arrogant, were willing to follow her on the ice sea.
"If you hadn't appeared tonight, even if Alleria's teleportation circle was successfully activated, there wouldn't have been so many survivors to support me until I arrived from the battlefield..."
Her platinum waist-length hair was fluttering in the night wind. The Queen of Night Palace stared at Fang Ran with deep eyes, not knowing what she was thinking.
"Not to mention that at least part of the town has been preserved. Even in the history of your time...or should I say in reality, those...should have happened."
She looked around at the ruins that had been destroyed. The traces of large-scale battles had annihilated everything in the town. Her eyes filled with the complicated sadness that she had when she was looking at the battlefield.
He said words that made Fangran look surprised and filled with a sense of absurdity and stagnation.
She in the scene is actually aware of the scene itself?
Is this... the person who can become the queen who rules the entire European participants...
"But even if you know this, you who do not belong to this era are still willing to do your best and lend a helping hand to these innocent people at the risk of putting themselves in danger."
The white dress and platinum wavy hair together radiated light and beauty in the dark night. At that moment, Fangran saw the queen smiling softly at him:
"Why...are you apologizing? It's not your fault."
From the bottom of my heart, the moment I saw her smiling at me,
Fangran felt some recognition, some touch, some glory,
A certain desire to be praised even more by such a worthy person...
The Queen has an unparalleled personality charm that makes people want to follow this glory forever.
"Can you tell me your name?"
She spoke softly, without any majesty or inaccessibility. She spoke in an equal tone like an elder, more like the gentle tone of a pioneer asking the successors.
"My name is Fang Ran..."
Without any unnecessary hesitation, Fangran spoke in a low voice, then raised his complex eyes to look at the ice sea, knocking himself down into the insurmountable light and shadow, his voice was low and melancholy.
"From a century later."
Listening to Fangran's words, she didn't look surprised at all. She whispered softly:
"Is it..."
"My surname and identity have been entrusted to others, and now I am just a participant."
Then he formally raised his eyes, his expression peaceful and gorgeous. The queen's beauty in the halo made Fangran unable to look straight at him. The moment he heard her name ringing in his ears,
It's like the morning bell has been tolling for a long time in the twilight.
In the dark town after the disaster, standing on top of the ruins, Ran looked at the light and shadow standing at an unknown height and spoke softly, saying his name:
"Hello, latecomer one hundred years later, I am Valline."
"Although it's a bit sudden, Fangran, can you go to a place with me? There are some things I want you to know..."