The cold wind howled, and the entire White Palace Island, except for the eternal flow of meteorites around it, was empty and silent.
The dark golden void crystal has become part of the scenery of the entire island.
"It seems that I miscalculated again in this battle." The White King's voice came from outside the crystal.
Garen dimly looked through the crystal and saw the other party flashing outside instantly, sitting down cross-legged and sitting on the ground without any image.
He himself could no longer speak decades ago, and even the time he could go out for activities was restricted. The nature of confinement seemed to have begun to affect his ability to travel through dreams. Most of the time, he was inside the crystal, quietly.
Jing tried to understand the deeper nature of imprisonment. But this understanding became slower and slower, getting smaller and smaller. So much so that he often thought he had made no progress.
During these times, the King of White sometimes came to chat with him when he was bored alone. At first he could barely reply with a few words, but now as the power of confinement becomes stronger and stronger, he can't even talk through it.
Out.
But even if there is no sound, the White King will still come and chat, talking to himself. He seems to just want someone to talk to, and does not care whether the other party will answer.
"The Red King has finally awakened." The White King said calmly, "I heard that he has entered the eighth level, which is very fast. Although it deviates from the general trend a lot, the speed is very fast..."
"And your sister, who is now at the ninth level, can even escape from the hands of the Holy Lord head-on. It's really amazing... relying on so few resources and conditions, she can actually grow to this point in just a few hundred years.
"The White King's voice seemed to contain a hint of emptiness and confusion.
"Isn't this the script you decided on from the beginning?" Garen wanted to reply. But unfortunately, his voice could not penetrate the crystal at all.
"I know. What do you mean to say, isn't this the script I arranged myself?" The White King looked at the meteorites rotating in the sky indifferently. "Yes... I didn't just pursue unity and harmony from the beginning.
Peace? The Red King can bring more lasting peace to this era. Put an end to all wars and allow the two races to coexist peacefully and integrate together..."
He was silent for a moment, took out something to eat, put a piece into his mouth, and chewed it gently.
"I can't treat everyone equally."
"So you're waiting for the Red King to grow up and be truly qualified to take over everything?" Garen asked even though he knew his voice couldn't get through.
The White King indeed did not hear the sound. He did not speak any more, but just tore off small pieces of food and put them into his mouth piece by piece, with a blank look in his eyes.
In fact, both of them tacitly understood that every time Garen traveled out, his power of confinement was stimulated, and he strengthened his imprisonment in this regard, which also made it more difficult for him to travel out every time.
difficult.
Maybe if I go out a few more times, I'll never come back...
"Is this self-inflicted?" Garen was helpless. The strongest confinement was stronger than he expected. Not only did it block the White King, but now he might even be completely blocked. He might even be sealed inside forever.
It's all possible.
He believed that the White King had also expected this. That's why he regarded him as someone to talk to, and he would often talk to him about his distress without any cover.
"Perhaps, we can go out two more times." Garen calculated carefully. He came to this precise conclusion and decided to go out two more times. The interval should not exceed one month, otherwise the power of confinement will continue to grow and strengthen. He may not be able to come back.
When the time comes, the will will be separated from the body, and it will be no different from falling... Oh, maybe there is a little difference. After falling, the will can only remain in places and objects, and cannot move on its own. He may still be able to move freely.
...
This is how the king-level falls. After death, there is still a highly condensed will, which can survive for a long, long time. It is similar to Gu Yinduo. After death, there is still a soul seed.
The Queen of Gods is like this, and so is Chiyue. It's just that one is attached to the palace, and the other is attached to the core parts of his mecha.
"When we go out for the last time, we have to find the key way to escape..." Garen does not want to be trapped in the void crystal forever. Living like this without time and space will drive him crazy sooner or later.
He had a premonition that perhaps the opportunity to leave this world would come...
"It seems that you have brought it upon yourself." The White King looked at Garen in the well and said, "In order to block me, you sealed yourself in the crystal and couldn't get out."
He took out a pot of wine and drank it by himself, holding the spout directly to his mouth.
"It's ridiculous...Who knew that the tenth-level crystal king of mankind, the king of lies, is already a crystal statue that is about to fall?"
Garen could tell that he was very upset. Perhaps it was now conflicting with his originally planned trajectory. Perhaps it was a conflict between ideals and reality. It was obvious that the White King didn't want to die yet.
He became resistant to the plan he had made back then.
"Forget it, you are almost dead, why am I talking to you so much?" The White King stood up, threw away the wine bottle, turned around and left slowly.
Garen watched his back slowly disappearing on the steps, and he didn't know what he felt in his heart.
"If we go out for the last time, we must consider our options..." He made the final decision in his mind.
Xilin and Shi Nandi are two knots that he must deal with.
Did Xilin really lie to him, or did someone kill her and pretend to be? Or was there no such person as Xilin from the beginning? From the beginning, she was a small chess piece planned by the White King to ambush, in order to capture the red
What's going on with Moon?
Until now, all this has not been clarified. The last time Garen went out, he found some clues. This time, he may be able to completely figure it out.
"It's time to end everything..." Garen slowly gathered his will in the crystal.
Five days later...
A certain star field of the human race - the central black star.
In a small highland town on the edge of a snow-capped mountain, a tall man in a black cloak walked up the narrow street of the town. He wore a black mask on his face. Only a pair of dark blue eyes were exposed. His whole body and arms were tucked into the cloak.
.
Several children in the town were running around, looking curiously at this strange outsider from time to time.
This town is located in a remote place. It is also the most barren place in Black Bottom Star. On weekdays, there may not be an outsider coming for ten days and a half. And every time an outsider comes in, these children will act as the first responder.
of witnesses.
In front of the houses on both sides, an aunt came out with an iron basin to pour water. She glanced at the man and was about to turn around and go back to the house.
"Auntie, may I ask." A man's voice came from under the cloak. "Is there a female pilot named Xilin who lives here? She has short green hair, is tall, and has a pretty face. She should be there if she moves here.
More than thirty years."
Auntie stood still.
"Xilin? More than thirty years...You mean Sister Xilin??"
"Sister?"
The cloaked man was slightly stunned.
"Yes, she is older than us. If you don't call her eldest sister, what would you call her?" the aunt said matter-of-factly, "But what are you looking for her for?"
"I'm her friend. I've been coming here for many years to see her, and I just happened to stop by to inspect the exploration." The man replied, but judging from his voice, this man must be very young.
The aunt suddenly became a little suspicious, but considering that many pilots have the ability to delay aging, she still pointed out Xilin's home address with some hesitation.
"Her house keeps walking along this road, and there is the third green building. But..."
"But what?"
The aunt looked towards the street, leaned closer and whispered.
"However, Sister Xilin has been dead for almost ten years...you..."
The man obviously couldn't listen to the rest of the words. He froze. He gently pulled off his mask, revealing a fierce and indifferent face.
"Dead?"
A V-shaped white spot between the man's eyebrows slowly lights up, showing that his mood fluctuates greatly at this moment. The white light also lights up and dims in an unpredictable manner according to his mood.
Whoosh!
Amid the exclamations of the aunt and several children, the man instantly disappeared without a trace. It was as if he had never appeared before.
The distance of hundreds of meters flew by in a blink of an eye.
When Garen appeared again, he was already standing in front of a small green building in the town.
The small building was somewhat dilapidated. The iron door at the door was open on one side, and a green-haired girl carrying a schoolbag was closing the iron door with her back to him.
The girl is wearing a black student skirt, black long socks, and small leather boots. She has a slender figure and is almost exactly the same as Xilin back then.
With a click, the iron lock was locked. The girl turned around and saw the silent man in black cloak behind her. She was obviously startled. She shrank back slightly and put her hands in a familiar posture.
Garen looked at the girl in front of him who was almost exactly the same as Xilin back then, and the posture of the Twelve Flying Dragon Fist she put on. For a moment, he seemed to have returned to the scene when he was still teaching her in the Black Pan Territory.
"Who are you?" the girl asked cautiously. "What are you doing at my house?"
Garen smiled. His originally fierce-looking face suddenly looked even more ferocious now that he was smiling. You must know that at the beginning, he was a character who could scare children to tears when he smiled. Now his strength has greatly increased, and he is even more angry.
The scene greatly increased, giving people an even more terrifying feeling. The girl immediately became tense all over.
"Me? I came to see Xilin. Who are you?"
The girl took a step back slightly to maintain the best hand-to-hand distance.
"I am her daughter. My mother has been dead for ten years."
Jia Long didn't know what to say. Until now, there is still no conclusion about Xilin, but what is certain is that she cannot be a clone of Shi Nandi, but a real living person, and a daughter?
"Who is your father?" Garen stopped smiling.
"Father?" The girl frowned, "Why should I tell you? Who are you?!"
The atmosphere is a bit tense.
Garen suddenly stretched out his right hand, his palm covered with an inexplicable transparent film, and gently grabbed the girl in front of him. (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!