Neville had some doubts about whether Leticia had lost so many memories in her last rebirth that she had even forgotten that she was a noble vampire. She had to confirm again and again: "Are you kidding me, Leticia?"
?"
"No." The girl said frustratedly: "I really can't fly."
The bat wings behind her moved and flapped a few times, but the whole person was still rooted to the ground and motionless. Neville pressed her forehead and said helplessly: "There is no other way, then get on my back."
, I will take you to fly down."
When the girl heard this, her expression became even more depressed: "No way, grandma."
"Why?"
"Because this is——a limitation of gameplay." Leticia answered using the noun she learned from Alice.
"Gameplay?" Obviously, it seemed very confusing to Neville: "What is that?"
"I'm not sure. In short, it's... the negative effect caused by a magical magic called games. It makes me unable to fly, and I can't be carried by others, grandma."
Neville suddenly realized that although she had never heard of game magic, it made sense.
Powerful power often comes with risks. Whether it is magic or holy relics, you need to pay a corresponding price to use it, but sometimes it is magic, and sometimes it is something more essential. She was still confused before, with Leticia's strength
, how could she break through the numerous blockades and sneak into the castle without being discovered by the two sides who were fighting fiercely? She even killed Burlefa in a sneak attack. Although that guy was an idiot, blind, arrogant and disgusting, he was not weak in strength.
, otherwise he would not be able to become the leader of the Valenhilde family, but Leticia was able to kill him with one blow in a sneak attack, leaving him dead without the ability to fight back... If he were to exchange for such a powerful power, what would he have to pay?
The price is only being unable to fly, and Neville believes that many people in the world are willing to accept it.
However, this does not seem to be a good thing for the current situation.
"Since you can't fly," Neville said, "then let's leave through the main entrance."
"No!" Leticia flatly refused. She stared at the explosion countdown in the prompt box, which was passing by minute by minute. There was only less than half a minute left, and she whispered: "There is no time, grandma.
You go first, I have a way to get out of here!"
"Leticia..."
Neville looked at the girl in front of her worriedly: "You don't have to force yourself."
"This is not forced, grandma." Leticia also looked at the relatives in front of her, her expression had never been so serious before, and said word by word: "Please believe me, I will definitely, definitely, definitely be safe and sound.
Come back to you!"
Because this is a promise made a long time ago.
Neville was stunned. For a moment, many pictures flashed through her mind, and her memory traced back to that rainy afternoon. She picked up a lonely girl in the lonely rainstorm, and from then on she got the only comfort that was enough.
The warmth of the soul. In the first half of her life, her world was dark. Only after meeting the girl did it become colorful. She took her through mountains and rivers, traveled to plains and valleys, and saw wars.
and death, and after a miracle of resurrection from the dead, they firmly believe that the two will always accompany each other, spending a long time about love, loneliness, and the loneliness of love.
For girls, memories are always returning to the past. Everything they have gained in life, whether happy or sad, happy or painful, must eventually be returned to time. However, only one person is
The special one is herself. No matter how many times she is reborn, she has never forgotten the coldness of the rain, the fishy smell of the soil, and the gradually blurred scenes in the heavy rain. She will always instinctively hide behind herself and stay away with vigilance.
With her eyes, she looked again at this world that was so strange to her yet so familiar to her.
Neville sometimes even wonders whether the rain has been falling in the girl's heart, circulating all the lonely scenes, and it will not stop until a pair of hands embrace her into a warm embrace.
In those familiar scenes, in the vague memories, I really want to foresee the future... Have you ever thought that one day the girl who needs to hide behind you to dare to face the world will actually stand up bravely and use
Tell her in a clear and firm tone, I will come back to you.
It seems that in this journey back to the past, memories are always abandoned, but some things are retained.
She reached out her hand, gently touched Leticia's silver hair, and said with emotion: "You have grown up, Leticia."
"Eh?"
The girl blinked her eyes, but before she could react, Neville turned around and said: "I'll wait for you below."
Then he spread his bat wings and flew over the edge of the cliff. His figure was like a stream of light in the night, elegantly passing through the thick and gloomy fog, and soon disappeared.
Although she didn't know why, she was praised by her grandma. She touched the place where her grandma had just touched and giggled. It wasn't until Medien reminded her that there was not much time left in her mind that she came back to her senses and realized
Now is not the time to wallow in complacency.
She stood on the edge of the cliff, took a deep breath, and gradually calmed down her nervous heartbeat. Then she stuck out her head and took a look at the bottomless darkness below. Although she thought she was mentally prepared, she still felt in her heart
Still a little scared: "Are you sure there is nothing wrong, Alice?"
"No problem, no problem, don't worry, I've never heard of assassins falling to death in the world." Alice said carelessly: "Besides, what can you do if you don't jump? Are you here waiting for the castle to explode?
There is not much time left, you have to make a decision early...ah!"
She suddenly exclaimed, but no one criticized her for her sudden reaction, because everyone was also shocked.
The countdown in the prompt box had come to an end unknowingly, and the commander of the Balance of Order did not hesitate to give the order to blast as soon as the time came. There was a terrifying roar from inside the castle, and it was dazzling.
The fire shot up into the sky, illuminating the dark night. The century-old Forozer Castle trembled violently at the sound of explosions, and then began to disintegrate centered on the explosion point, which was difficult to contain by manpower, like a beach.
The mud castle on the top was quickly dispersed by the storm, just like the weathered and mist-eroded limestone washed away and shattered in the heavy rain. The impact caused by the blast instantly broke countless heavy and dark supporting columns, and the ancient spire lost its support and quickly shattered
Collapse, the masonry mixed with mud and sand poured down from the sky like a waterfall. All the bell towers, high walls and towers were collapsing, and the scorching air waves visible to the naked eye roared and swept through every room in the corridor and every room on the ground.
In the courtyard, the solid stone walls and luxurious interior decorations were blown high into the sky, and the lush weeds and dead trees in the garden were uprooted, leaving ugly potholes.
In the cemetery where Leticia left just now, countless mud, sand and bricks fell from the sky, quickly burying the gray and pale white tombstones, and even buried the open-air tomb at the exit of the secret chamber underground, raising an ugly mound of mud.
A large group of crows living in the cemetery were disturbed by the explosion, and flew flying into the night sky soaked in blood-red moonlight, like a large dark cloud covering their heads, making a noisy and hoarse strange cry, which was terrifying.
There were explosions of fire and collapsed buildings everywhere. People who had no time to escape were buried in the ruins and howled miserably, but they were quickly covered by the rumbling falling walls and masonry until they disappeared completely.
The sound. Even the ground beneath your feet was shaking, letting out an overwhelmed groan, making people think that this terrifying explosion had spread to the inside of the high cliff, and was about to completely destroy this majestic statue shaped by nature, and start to fall apart from the center.
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Leticia looked at this scene and was dumbfounded. She felt like she had witnessed the doomsday of destruction with her own eyes. Alice in her mind was even more stunned: "What the hell did the people of the United Order detonate? Do ordinary bombs have such power?" But now is not the time to sigh. Explosions are spreading rapidly. Collapsed buildings, roaring air waves and terrifying flames have not let go of this remote cliff. They will even spread to every corner of the cliff, destroying everything.
Only when they are buried in earth and mudstone, fire and ruins can they prove how great their power is.
Leticia turned her head and stared at the bottomless darkness below the cliff, gritting her teeth.
"What are you waiting for, Leticia?" A cold voice came from the ear. It seemed to be the young man named Ringer speaking. He rarely spoke and gave people an inconspicuous impression, but
I don't know why, but at this moment, he seemed extremely determined and unquestionable: "Jump down!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Leticia did not think deeply, but jumped up as if driven by instinct, opened her hands in the high air, jumped into the diffuse mist with an elegant posture like a bird spreading its wings, and quickly moved towards
The ground fell. She felt the wind passing by both sides of her face, but it was not painful. Instead, it felt like invisible palms, warm to the touch, and she gradually felt that she was integrated with them. At the same time, the figure of a young man was behind her.
Flashed forward, falling downward in the same posture, and their bodies gradually overlapped.
[Leap of Faith: During the fall, you have thirty seconds to think about what your beliefs are. Every master assassin has come up with a different answer, but the only thing that remains unchanged is how much you love yourself.
belief and are willing to sacrifice their lives for it.]
The wind howled as he fell, and behind him, the explosion and collapse of the castle continued, as if there would never be an end. The ruins of the building buried all traces and figures, and the raging flames swallowed up all the blood and corpses.
But no matter the ruins of the disintegrated building, the blazing flames or the terrifying roaring air waves, they could not catch up with the two figures leaping towards the darkness.
Because assassins are always one step faster than destruction and death.