The eternal elemental array seemed to have breath, the magic lines slowly expanded, the golden runes gently rotated, and bursts of slightly cold air came in and out, carrying a fresh and fragrant atmosphere. Faintly, a low sigh sounded leisurely,
Like nectar overflowing from the rim of a cup, it exudes a strange fragrance and fills every corner of the vast array.
The will of life ripples in the light pool at the core of the magic circle, smart and playful, with beautiful ripples, like a heartbeat, and a few drops of crystal light liquid splashing from time to time. Thin and light mist flows from Cohen's feet
The edges rise, the threads roll up, layer by layer, gradually covering the core of the magic circle... But whether it is Cohen or the pseudo-gods and demons lying in the distance, they all know that what is about to appear is not an ordinary existence, but something similar to
A tyrannical character similar to Hermine Frost.
Although the circle has rules and guardians similar to the four elemental gods will not interfere in their fights, no one can prevent unexpected situations. What if the guardian who appears this time has a strong personal preference and wants to intervene?
Cohen is better, but the defeated pseudo-gods and demons still have some hope in their hearts. The appearance of Emine Frost was too sudden and too hasty, and no one had time to do anything, but this opportunity should not be passed up now.
However. Moreover, the pseudo-gods and demons at least knew the details of the visitor, but Cohen did not have any information.
A slender finger pierced the mist, drawing a diagonal crack in the void. From the shadows, a graceful and graceful figure floated out. She walked across the pool of light in the air, stood tall and graceful, and stood beside Cohen. In the pseudo
In the dejected but hopeful gaze of the gods and demons, she stretched out her hand and moved the bead curtain to clear away the fog, revealing her face.
"What a...charming...scenery." Fichet, who couldn't help but say something at this time, couldn't get up yet. His injuries were not as bad as those of the pseudo-gods and demons, but his physical fitness was also not as good as those of the pseudo-gods and demons. The two factors add up or subtract.
, in fact, it’s not much better. But what’s valuable about him is that he insists on being himself, so instead of lying on the ground like a fake god and demon, he leans his upper body on a bundle of swords and cleans them with a handkerchief.
Blood stains on the body.
When the person next to Cohen appeared, he originally only planned to take a polite look at him, but he didn't expect that he would almost lose his temper. Because this person lacks resistance to a certain type of opposite sex... He has shortcomings, which can only prove that his life is complete.
, but what kind of person of the opposite sex can make Fichet’s heart sway?
A face as delicate as jade, delicate and delicate facial features, gem-like pupils, and subtle and restrained gaze. Fanglan has a graceful and dignified body. Although it is not so overwhelming that Fichet is at a loss, it is enough to leave him an excellent impression.
Impression. The other person's face gave Fichet a vague sense of déjà vu, and judging from her expression, she was neither cold nor crazy, giving people the feeling that she could get close to her.
"You are Fichet Shamai, the prince of the Sbia Empire." Her eyes shifted to Fichet, her voice was clear and her words were a little fast but not offensive, "Do you recognize me?"
"I am Fichet Chamai, but I am no longer a prince." Fichet smiled slightly, and the few blood stains on his face could not destroy the open-minded and relaxed impression he gave people. "Now... I should be regarded as a prince."
There is no need for adults to rely on family reputation."
The silent stare only lasted for a short moment. She moved lightly and came to Fichet. After standing still, she stretched out her hand and tapped her fingertips at arm's length, and then tapped again. A tiny ball of air followed.
Sliding on Fichet's face, the messy blood and dirt floated up one after another and landed on the blood-stained handkerchief.
"You really know me." She retracted her hand and stood upright quietly, her tone not anxious, "Who am I?"
"Your dignity and beauty have reached the point where you don't need others' evaluation or affirmation." Fichet sighed slightly, "Please believe me, you can be your own independent self, and you don't have to worry about the eyes and intentions of others."
"Cunning young man." She turned halfway, her loose skirt spread out like flowers, and actually bent down and sat down next to Fichet, looking at him sideways, and a command burst out from her red lips.
People asked in a frightening manner, "Do you secretly like me?"
Having been a public lover for a long time, and also played a role as a swinger, Fichet may be shocked by any other unexpected situation, but he will not be choked in this situation.
"Do you like it secretly? I can only say that I'm sorry." He laughed at this statement, "If we talk about the surprise at the first sight in life, you appeared a little late. If we talk about the accumulation of feelings and the concern in my heart, a girl has already
Carve her name into my mind, her name is Berni. So, the lady who looks like Princess Liretta, please be generous and let me go!"
"Liretta?" Her shoulders trembled and she slowly lowered her head.
"Yes, Liletta, Liletta Knach." Fishette said, "Princess, you are the most beautiful sight on Paradise Island."
"Why don't you add the title 'pseudo' in front of this name?" She raised her inquiring eyes, "Aren't the gods and demons added?"
"I have a bad friend. He often says that face is given by others, but face is lost by oneself." Fichet replied calmly, "So, no matter what other people do, you deserve the title of Her Royal Highness.
This is my respect and my love."
"What you said made it impossible for me to abandon the name of Liruita." There was no emotion or anger on her face, "What crime do you deserve?"
"You are who you are now, are you not who you were before? Can you let go of the past, and it is all related to a name? Your Highness, Princess, you should not be such a timid person." Fichet turned around and looked.
Her eyes were wide and warm, "My surname is Xia Mai. My family must be upright in everything they do. I have never done anything that I hate. But my surname is still Xia Mai. Because the past is a foregone conclusion.
The only thing I can change is now."
"Human life can tolerate stains, but gods cannot." She shook her head, "Gods cannot bear the past that is not recognized."
"With the wisdom of Her Royal Highness the Princess, isn't this kind of thing easy to do? Since it is difficult for gods to do it, then let's not do it well!" Fichet smiled faintly, "If living happily is a sin, I really hope that I am not guilty.
It’s forgivable…”
"Absurd!" Her tone was stern, but there was a smile on her face. "Does this make sense?"
"In the face of time, all logic is untenable." Fichet's expression became serious, "During the Shang clan period, His Highness worked for the interests of the pseudo-god clan, and he did not forget to support Cohen from time to time, and he did not forget to protect the murderous people.
Demon...can you explain this kind of thing?"
"That's because my loyalty is not strong enough." She was unmoved, "Look, I am a bad person."
"No! That's because you have your own judgment!" Fichet said decisively, "That's why I respect you!"
"Respect me for this kind of thing? Fichet Chamai, do you know that for a goddess, this is the greatest belittlement and disregard..." The smile finally appeared on her face, but slowly
The slowness turns to bitterness, "At this point, you are far behind Cohen Kedar. If he said this, he would definitely compliment me as a person with equal emphasis on beauty and wisdom, peerless, far-sighted, and compassionate to all living beings."
The goddess, and then said that she was so fascinated by me that she was so dizzy that her hands and feet were cold..."
"I can also say those kind of compliments that are not meant to be put on the stage!" Fichet pursed his lips.
"But when you say such words, you are not as sincere as him. Telling a lie sincerely can make me temporarily forget the past and the future. You can't do such a gentle thing." She also replied with a serious expression, "But if
If I want to hear the truth, you are more suitable."
"Your Highness, you are even cuter." Fichet sighed, "If you choose to become a god, you will make me sad."
"Frank and cunning king, please call me by my name. My name is Liretta Knach Windyin." Her eyes rippled, and she declared calmly, "I am from Blaise...
The body of Bwindh Kristo is born, independent of chaos and loneliness, until it wakes up from the distant time. I will accept the past calmly, and the destiny that is destined in the dark."
"But I will not and cannot interfere in your fight." Before Fishette could react, Lyretta Knach Windsin flew away from him without warning.
Fichet "lost his temper" at first, and then spent a lot of time talking to her, just hoping to impress Lireta, or at least to ensure that she would not interfere with it. But now it seems that Her Royal Highness Princess Lireta is really a capable person.
People who judge for themselves have always been.
She sat down in front of the charred false god king and stared intently at the father god she had been closest to for countless years: "Pamizi Knach, the confused and desperate king, I will not separate the past.
, the regret in your heart can be reduced a little."
"Do I regret it? What do I need to regret?" The false god king smiled with difficulty. Although the situation was miserable, his words and demeanor had regained some of the charm of the past, "Lirita, my eldest daughter
Princess, I allow you to be willful and hide your little secret, not because I hope that one day you will take care of your old feelings... An existence like me actually doesn't have feelings."
"Is that so?" Lilita stretched out her hands and used the gentle breeze to hold up the body of the false god king. A fresh force swept and healed the scarred body of the false god king. "This answer makes me wonder.
.”
"For this magic circle, we tried our best to obtain clones of the four-element gods, but only you and Emine were successful. You are the real gods of the same origin besides us. Since you have independent ideas, I can't interfere.
.Except for interfering with the seeds, I can tolerate everything from you." The false god king's voice was rich and deep, "Although your choice today is not what I want, I will not regret it, because it was my original decision.
.”
"I understand." Liretta nodded and said softly after a moment of silence, "Can't you give up something?"
"I can't." The false god king said, "Remember my advice, mercy cannot be overwhelming, you still have to face many choices."
"Got it." Lilita just nodded without making a clear response to the pseudo-god king's reminder. The next moment, her light body appeared in front of the pseudo-devil king, with the same posture and expression, and she also treated everyone equally.
Treat him: "Melancholy and miserable king, facing loyalty and betrayal, facing wisdom and ignorance, what is your decision?"
"Everything has become a foregone conclusion, and I have nothing to say." The pseudo-devil king, who could no longer fight, regained his elegance and reserve, "But fortunately, I still have expectations. I look forward to you, and I look forward to you being Lilita Kerner."
The battle between He Feng Yin and Blaise Bwind Crystal. Although I have no kindness to you, please fulfill my wish and give me a heroic battle."
"Needless to say much about the battle between me and Blaise, even I don't know what it will be like." Liretta said frankly, "But when it comes to promises, you shouldn't expect Eminee Frost
?"
"Oh, you talk about her." The Pseudo Demon King seemed to be reminded, his face moved slightly, "Compared to you who would at least greet me a few words, my training was obviously a failure. She is the eldest princess like you, and she should be the eldest princess.
It is normal for her to have her own thoughts after she wakes up. But before she wakes up, she already has her own plans. The Eternal Elemental Array fell into Cohen's hands so easily, and there are also some in it.
Give her some credit!”
"Melancholy and miserable king, are you blaming me?" Emine Frost's voice sounded in the magic circle, "As one of the patron saints of the magic circle, it is not too much for me to expect that the magic circle will be awakened. Although at that time
I haven't woken up yet, so you don't have to be so clear-eyed. Just think that I know my identity in advance. In this case, at least you will feel less frustrated."
"Look, who would have expected that Emine would treat me like this one day?" The pseudo-devil said in a dull tone, "Insight does not necessarily bring victory, and wisdom does not necessarily solve problems."
"Thank you for your kind words." Liruita saluted and replied sternly, "As I said just now, I will not interfere in your fight with humans. I have enough reasons."
"It's just a simple effort, and it doesn't cost anything." The Pseudo Demon King couldn't help but smile, as if he was talking about an insignificant matter, "You throw Cohen out, and the magic circle can be awakened. Or you promise me, in the magic circle
Killing him the moment the formation is awakened doesn't conflict with your mission, right?"
After listening to the words of the pseudo-devil, a smile bloomed on Lilita's face. This smile was so bright and charming, as if it carried the heat of the afternoon sun and could dispel all darkness and coldness. Then, with this smile on her face, she bent
He bent down, bowed his head and whispered something into the ear of the pseudo-devil.
The pseudo-devil's face did not change at all. He just looked at Liruita deeply, then closed his eyelids silently, looking like he was deep in thought. (To be continued)