In the dull night, everything in the world seemed to have stopped breathing. Only the mosquitoes and flies were still screaming hysterically.
The cold wind howled, and there were many figures in the cave wrapped in ice and snow. Gloria the Blood Demon stood alone under the dim candlelight, and the darkness at the end of her sight stretched endlessly, like the phoenix flowers covering the ground under her feet.
The six companions sat around the fireplace. Alberto, the female insect who was originally sleeping, also blinked his eyes and stared at each other, looking a little worried and a little reluctant to leave.
For a powerful creature of Gloria's level, what she has now may not be available to many people in their lifetime.
But she is not a diligent and practical person, nor is she a second-generation ancestor with great hands and eyes, nor is she a speculator with a bright eye. Everything she has achieved today is nothing more than "luck".
As the saying goes, "One fate, two fortunes, three Feng Shui, four accumulations of virtue and five studies." On a weekend hundreds of years ago, Gloria emerged from her cocoon. But looking around, except for Rikka, those so-called "
The strength of the "companions" is actually worse than the last.
This made Gloria, who had just been born, a little frustrated. After all, she was an extremely proud person and could not tolerate any sand in her eyes.
At that time, she was arrogant, young and frivolous. Things that she had never been able to do or even dare to think about were all put on the agenda.
But compared to dealing with people all day long, she preferred those beasts without any intentions, so she later accepted the female soul butterfly Alberto.
Gloria believes that one should always do something in life, and one cannot spend all day dreaming and doing nothing just because she is born strong.
But that doesn't mean she is a fool. In his opinion, those so-called "peak experts" are nothing more than a group of ants. If you want to become stronger, you need to find another way.
I sat quietly by the window alone, with white clouds embedded in the blue sky, and the sun rising in the east and setting in the west turned into the moon. A mountain of drafts was piled in the corner of the wall.
Everyone thinks that Gloria is a beautiful girl from heaven. Not only is she naturally powerful, but she also has six companions who will never leave her.
However, in Gloria's heart, she is just an extremely ordinary little person, as insignificant as a drop among all living beings. At least with her current strength, she is simply unable to compete with the hybrid demon Bawa Bawa.
The silhouettes of migratory birds linger in the sky, patches of red maple trees dance in the sky, aristocratic children play and play, and the lights of the hotel are soft and dim.
The burning candle slowly stretched the quill, and the stacks of alchemy drawings were neatly stacked. The Goblin King's manuscripts had been read hundreds of times.
A few years later, the "Psychic Peeling Technique" was born. The fresh air that had long been forgotten outside the window poured into the nasal cavity, and the sunshine warmly scattered on his shoulders. It turned out that the cry of the skylark was so beautiful.
The autumn chrysanthemums that are still withering are swaying in the wind, people walking and walking are chatting with each other about insignificant things, and the trivial matters that were once too much are all visible. Perhaps this is what life should be like.
Hundreds of years later, she was no longer passionate and impulsive, and the alchemy manual did not turn her into a cocoon. At most, she transformed from a larva into a giant insect.
But if a person is born as a butterfly, there may be hope for his efforts, but if he is born as an insect, his efforts will be in vain. Butterflies have the life of a butterfly, and insects also have the life of an insect. As long as we have not experienced it personally, we should not be fooled.
To make conclusions, even to look down upon and look down upon.
Everyone has had the perversity of transforming into a tiger, but how many people are tigers? It’s not like those who act like cows act like cows, those who act like horses act like horses, and those who act like maggots wandering in the shit pit.
Therefore, no matter what, the most important thing is to face ourselves, and only after knowing how much we weigh, can we find the direction and avoid rushing left and right, being hasty and reckless.
Gloria's luck seemed to come only once, but today it seemed that it was twice, and this second time of luck was that she had found the direction of her life.
The extravagant hope of being like a lion or a tiger is out of reach. If it is not that piece of material, it will never be. But fortunately, it did not fall like this. Although a lot of time was wasted, it was reborn.
The lions on the grasslands dominate life, the tigers and beasts in the mountains and forests occupy the streams, the worker ants under the surface are dark, and the sardines in the sea are eating diatoms.
A zebra runs against the wind. The stripes all over its body are a reflection of the past and the future. The predators are far behind it. Its thick and powerful four hooves jump over rocks and disturb countless insects hiding in the dark.
, and finally said goodbye to the fishes by the lakeside.
It has also complained that being born as a horse is never the best choice, but it understands what it means to be resigned and accepts that there are too many realities in this world that it has to accept.
Therefore, it learned to keep a low profile and awe in front of the strong, learned to run freely in the field in which it is good at, learned the importance of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages, and learned to muddle along and ask for mercy.
From then on, even though the thunder and lightning were still there, the rainbow became more beautiful; from then on, even though there was constant fear, the fertile soil was covered with grass.
From then on, even though birth, old age, illness and death remained the same, the cycle of reincarnation remained the same; from then on, even though we suffered frequent head injuries, the thought of living never stopped.
It looked at itself in the lake. New wounds and old scars formed the toughest fur, and the days of wandering around turned into muscles. The weather-beaten look in its eyes was indifferent, and only half of its tail was left shaking.
The sweet potatoes from the past few days are still fresh in my mouth and teeth, and the berries from the early days are still unforgettable, but these are gifts from God, just like those companions who are being bitten by wild wolves, like the vultures circling overhead and watching.
.....
Stars were shining brightly in the dark blue night sky, and she still felt at a loss occasionally. But fortunately, she understood what self-knowledge meant. Instead of wasting time with blind optimism, it was better to be prepared and analyze every detail.
The plane journey has begun, and a group of seven people gathered in the cave on the sixth floor of the necropolis. However, Rikka, who has always been careless, knocked over the ink bottle, destroyed an alchemy draft, and almost let Gloria
Rampage.
But this time, Gloria was in no mood to quarrel with Rikka. She only saw him pouring the power of blood into the hub core (cone-shaped metal body) of the necropolis, thus driving the necropolis Philecht Nalandi.
Move forward.
Alberto, the female insect, took out a pocket watch and began to count the passage of time to prevent everyone from losing their sense of time.
"Can we accurately locate a certain dimensional space plane? If not, then this journey will definitely be very long."
Christine walked to the core of the necropolis hub, first pushed a storage bag filled with dragon crystals in front of the other party, and then asked softly.
"Due to the turbulence of space and the power of chaos, I cannot accurately locate any spatial plane. Wherever we end up is random."
Gloria shook her head when she heard this and responded like this. In fact, she hates things that are uncertain the most, which means that she cannot control her destiny and can only leave everything to luck.