Under the deepest night sky, ashes are flying all over the sky.
The people previously controlled by Giza slowly woke up from the ground.
Some people regained control of their bodies, hugged each other and cried bitterly in the panic of the rest of their lives.
But more people's bodies have been greatly deformed by the transformation of the blood magic master. After regaining their perception and control, they died miserably against the background of flying ashes in the sky.
"I am Nikolai from the White Blade Guards, don't panic!"
A man with a pale face, covered in blood, and holding a strange blade walked through the crowd.
He mercilessly pushed away an old man who was questioning the people around him frantically, and strode forward.
"Everyone, stay where you are and don't move! Someone will be sent from above!"
"In the name of the king!"
The fame of the Fallen Star shocked the poor people in the shield area, and many people became quiet in hesitation.
There were also a few more "stubborn" people, and Nicolai had to use his blade to convince them.
Nicolai panted and walked to a ruins, and pulled out a thick arm from under a collapsed sign.
"I thought you were dead," said the Faller, struggling to move the injured person. "Did the disaster let you go?"
The owner of the thick arms - the lame former heavy sword infantryman Griveau, who was dying, pushed away the dirt, rocks and ashes on his body, and climbed out from under the collapsed signboard with the help of Nicolai's strength.
"No," Grivet coughed harshly. He hung his body around Nicolai's neck with great difficulty, and raised his hand to tap his bleeding forehead.
"The man with the child..."
The veteran frowned with a solemn expression.
"It was he who let me go - when I was controlled by that monster."
Nicolai was slightly startled.
"Man? Taking care of a child?" The Fallen Starman helped Grivet stand up, with doubts in his eyes: "Can he move freely in front of that disaster - does he have legendary anti-magic weapons?"
Grivet staggered a step and shook his head: "I don't know, maybe."
Nicolai narrowed his eyes and spoke directly: "Where are the others?"
"It was there a few minutes ago," Grievor chewed his salty mouth, spit out a bloody tooth, and said roughly: "Damn it, that guy withstood the attacks of me and those monsters...
"
Nicolai pushed aside a wooden board: "Is he very powerful?"
"sharp?"
"No," Grewal paused, fear and solemnity flashed in his eyes:
"He's scary."
Nicolai's eyes shone brightly, and he stuffed the Soul-Destroying Blade into the scabbard: "So, it was that guy who solved the disaster?"
"I don't know..." Grewal shook his head with a gloomy expression:
"Maybe."
At this moment, Nicolai stopped.
"What's wrong?" Grieve said impatiently: "Hey, you are still supporting the wounded!"
"You know," Nicolai looked at the ashes in the distance with a solemn face: "The Blood Disaster is so weird."
"So?" Grewal sneered: "He has been killed, hasn't he?"
Nicolai shook his head and focused his eyes on the hydra tentacles lying on the ground in the darkness: "This suddenly reminded me..."
"In "Book of Legends", about the hero Nekaru..."
"Another account of the fight against the Bloodscourge and the hydra Killika..."
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Thales gasped blankly, and a few pieces of black ashes gently touched his face, and they all shattered.
finished.
He raised his head and looked at the ash in the sky and the ruins around him.
Thales did not recognize this place. He had been taken too far while running away from Giza.
But he could still see the body lying on the street - a gray-haired old man lying at his feet. Before he died, he tried his best to reach out his hand, as if to touch the hope of survival.
Thales moved his ears and felt something.
He turned around and was startled.
The intact Asheida stood behind him, as graceful as ever in the ashes that filled the sky.
The Qi Magician looked at the Purifying Edge in Thales' hand with a complicated expression.
Thales took a breath and calmed down: "Can you make a noise next time? Or send an invitation first?"
Asheida didn't speak, but just turned her gaze to his face.
"Also," Thales sighed, pouting around and asking, "Are you late?"
Aixida raised her head and looked at the flying ashes, with subtle emotions in her eyes.
"Come out of the ground..." The magician spoke slowly, his expression unchanged: "It takes time."
Thales sneered.
After experiencing the battle with Giza, especially after hearing Black Sword's words, he seemed to have suddenly enlightened.
The fear and fear that he had tried so hard to suppress when facing the Qi Demon Master in the past, but still hidden deep in his heart, began to slowly melt away.
Magician?
Compared with Giza, the opponent in front of him was just a slightly stronger opponent.
"By the way, Mr. Sacon," Thales said softly, calling Asheida's surname, "I have thought about the magician..."
The magician raised his eyebrows slightly.
He raised his eyes and looked at Asheida resolutely and decisively.
"I'm not ready yet," Thales stared at the magician's intimidating gaze and spoke word by word with clear enunciation and clear pronunciation: "This is my answer."
"It's also my choice."
Asheida's handsome face remained motionless.
They stared at each other in silence.
After a long while, the magician closed his eyes and sighed.
"but……"
Thales spoke again.
"I am not prepared to reject you, nor am I opposed to becoming..." Under Asheida's strange gaze, Tails spoke calmly: "It's just that I need time to learn, understand, and acquire everything about the magician.
, and perhaps all things magical - and this needs your help.”
Perhaps, there is also the truth about the Year of Blood.
A pair of Aixida's eyes flashed with a strange blue light.
"Besides, you must know your current situation," Thales turned his head and looked at the corpses and ruins all over the street: "It is not without reason that this world hates magicians - even if you do it to protect me.
"
At that moment, Thales felt so depressed that he could hardly breathe.
So many lives...
All because...
He took a deep breath, eliminated the emotions in his mind, and tried his best not to think about the fact that in front of him was an executioner who killed without blinking an eye.
"Perhaps I can help you. As a prince," Thales straightened out his thoughts and said slowly, "As the future King of the Stars."
Aixida raised her chin slightly, raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and a strange look flashed in her eyes: "What do you mean..."
"After knowing the cause and effect, maybe I can find a way for you, a way out where you can stand safely, the world is stable, and both sides live in peace," Thales raised the Purifying Edge intentionally or unintentionally, and said decisively: "
The magician cannot continue like this."
Among the black ashes floating in the wind, Aixida looked at the small red sword in his hand with fear in her eyes.
"If I really will inevitably become a magician, then it is even more necessary for me to do this for myself," Thales nodded:
"And a human king with power and an army will undoubtedly be more helpful than a powerful and unfettered disaster."
This time, Aixida was silent for a particularly long time.
Thales waited patiently for his answer.
For a moment or two, the second prince swore that on Asheida's face, he saw a flow of emotions that had not been common in the past.
Remembering and grieving?
Thales had only seen this kind of expression on Asheida's face when he was explaining the magic tower.
"Many people have had the same idea - magicians and other races can coexist peacefully and even help each other," finally, Aixida spoke slowly, as if there was a sadness hidden in her tone that he did not want to face:
"Whether it's a magician, a human, or even an elf, there are countless similar efforts and attempts."
"They all failed."
Aixida said softly.
They stood high and low among the ruins,
Thales responded to the magician's gaze with firm and unquestionable eyes.
He took a step forward without hesitation.
"First, their efforts are not enough," Thales's voice echoed in the air, "Second..."
"I'm not them."
"Not those losers."
Thales felt the coldness in the air, his pupils narrowed, his tone was steady and his voice was low.
"I'm Thales."
Under Aixida's doubtful gaze, he said calmly:
"Tails Theranja Lana Kessel Brightstar."
"He is a descendant of the imperial family, of the bloodline of the Brilliant Star, and the future king of the stars."
Having said this, Thales took a deep breath and raised the Purifying Edge.
Not surprisingly, he saw Aixida frown and take a step back.
Thales smiled slightly in his heart, and said calmly and firmly on his face: "He is also the sealer of the Blood Magician."
as well as……
Travelers from an unknown world.
Countless unknown emotions flashed through Aixida's eyes in an instant, but in the end, they were all suppressed by a ray of crystal blue light.
Thales put down the Purifying Edge and waited quietly for the other party's reply.
But only he knew that the palm of his hand holding Jingshi Zhifeng was sweating slightly.
He did not forget Giza's last words before disappearing.
【Beware of Aishida.】
The magician still stared at him, his eyes motionless.
One second.
Two seconds.
Three seconds...
Thales swallowed his saliva and his palms trembled slightly.
Finally, Aixida suddenly smiled.
Thales was stunned and looked at him in confusion.
"You know, it's not just you..." Aixida's chilling smile appeared again:
"I realized after today that I wasn't ready for you either," the magician nodded slightly: "You are too special."
Thales frowned.
"Whether it is as a human prince," Aixida's eyes drifted towards the Pure World, and her words paused imperceptibly: "Or as..."
Aixida raised her hands and gestured to herself gracefully.
"therefore."
"I will respect your decision," under Thales' slightly moved gaze, the magician nodded slowly: "And I also need time to study your abnormal situation - whether it is inexplicable knocking on the door, or the ability to act independently
The loss of control caused by this - maybe your road will be easier or more difficult than ours, you don't know."
Thales suppressed the emotional fluctuations in his heart, adopted the most friendly and calm attitude, and pursed his lips with a smile.
Negotiation...
It worked.
Aixida, he...
"Yes, I will never force you to follow me, nor will I urge you to become a magician," Aixida looked at his reaction and smiled slightly: "But since you said you want to understand magic and magic...
…”
"I can spare time and think of a way," Thales reacted quickly and raised his eyebrows: "Even as a prince, he must have some private extracurricular interests or hobbies?"
Thales said "privately" slightly.
"I will contact you regularly and privately," Asheida understood Thales' words. He showed a mysterious smile and added an emphasis on "privately": "Still the old method - pay attention to check the invitations."
Thales rolled his eyes unabashedly in front of him.
Aixida chuckled and said slowly: "Then,"
"See you later."
"Tiles Bright Star."
He showed a playful and meaningful smile, and his eyes were subtle.
Just like the first time they met in the chess and card room underground.
"My interesting junior."
Thales took a deep breath and slowly exhaled it.
He nodded softly: "Thank you, Mr. Sacon."
Asheida bowed slightly, and his elegant figure turned into blue light.
The blue light slowly fades.
Until there was only a colorless breeze, blowing Thales' hair, causing the latter to narrow his eyes.
"I won't disturb you anymore. She has been looking for you for a long time."
Aishida's beautiful voice came from the wind.
Thales was a little stunned.
After a few seconds, the sound of the wind disappeared.
Thales stood there for several seconds, holding the Purifying Edge in his hand tightly.
After making sure that the other party had completely left, he exhaled, and the anxiety and tension in his heart instantly relaxed.
Oh My God……
He looked at the deep night sky, looking up to the sky and sighing in relief.
Giza's expression before she disappeared, and Asheida's eyes before she left, still stayed in his mind.
Magician...
What kind of existence are you?
What does the world look like in your eyes?
Thales then looked down at his hands - the jc dagger in his right hand, and the small red sword in his left hand - feeling lost.
He sighed in frustration and put his penis back into the sheath on his waist, but he felt something foreign.
Thales froze.
That is……
He lowered his head and bit his lip, feeling a silent sadness in his heart.
At this moment, a timid voice suddenly came from behind him.
"Tails, Thales...is that you?"
The second prince was startled and turned his head sharply.
His eyes suddenly widened.
He saw the little slippery man who was in a state of embarrassment and had dirty hair, standing behind him with his arms folded, shivering from the cold.
She was trying hard to squint her eyes, as if she wanted to see everything in front of her clearly.
Thales was stunned.
she……
The little slipper seemed to be used to everything in front of her. With her eyes red, she sniffed and stretched out her hands while groping forward.
Among the ruins and corpses on the ground, she was like a child who had just learned to walk, trembling and cautiously moving forward, and like a helpless blind person, walking alone in a lightless world.
This reminded the traveler of the scene in the library where she lay on a thick book and squinted while reading, then raised her head in horror.
"Is it...Tiles?"
The little slipper stumbled and tripped on the uneven road.
Thales looked at her blankly and took a few seconds to react.
"It's...it's me!"
"Little slippery man!"
Upon hearing the affirmative answer, the little slipper took a deep breath first, and then pursed his lips.
There was a sparkle in his eyes.
Thales exhaled, bit his lip, stepped over the mess on the ground, and rushed to the girl in a few steps.
He stood one step away from her, gasping for breath, and carefully stretched out his bloody left hand.
Then, hold the little slider's palm.
Feeling a tightening in his hand, the little slipper trembled, as if he was afraid.
But after a moment, she firmly and reassuringly held Thales' left hand with both hands.
They stood among the ruins on the ground, holding each other tightly.
Thales looked at the little slippery man with a complicated expression, clenched his fists, and felt that his heavy heart was a little relieved:
"You...are you okay?"
he asked hesitantly.
Little Hua Tou's mood seemed to have calmed down a lot. She squinted her highly myopic green eyes and nodded tremblingly:
"She...those tentacles let me go."
The girl stood in front of him, her lips slightly pursed.
Looking at the messy girl, Thales closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
The little slipper sniffed, and the hands holding his arms shook slightly.
"We... that..."
But before she could finish her words, Thales suddenly laughed.
A second later, he took a step forward without hesitation and hugged the dazed little slipper tightly.
The little slipper trembled, but still leaned on Thales' shoulder obediently, tears streaming down his face uncontrollably.
"That's good."
Thales gritted his teeth and murmured.
He looked at the streets of Shield District where only the howling wind and snow were left, at the countless corpses lying dead on the roadside, and the ashes scattered everywhere, and he hugged tightly the only warm and trembling life in front of him.
At that moment, Thales only felt a little hazy in his eyes.
"It's okay," he said softly:
"We are safe."
Little Hua Tou hugged him tightly, sniffling, and his shoulders were wet with tears.
"At least, King Nun..." Thales grabbed the Purifying Edge and wiped away his tears with the back of his hand.
Hearing King Nun's name, the little slipper's head froze slightly.
Thales breathed a sigh of relief, smiled, and continued
"At least he won't hang me on the city gate for kidnapping a girl."
The little slipper was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.
Thales also chuckled.
"correct."
After a while, Thales let go of Little Slippery.
He stretched his hands towards his waist, reaching for the foreign object.
"this is for you……"
Thales took it out and put it into Little Slippery's hand.
The little slipper was startled for a moment, then groped for the thing in her hand.
What she is most familiar with.
The little slipper sniffed hard, then gently raised the thing in his hand, put it on his head, and pressed it behind his ears.
Behind the funny, thick, dusty and cracked black-rimmed glasses, the little girl reopened her crystal clear green eyes.
The little slipper stared blankly at Thales, looking at the boy in front of him who was covered in blood and stains, with messy hair and a big red and swollen forehead.
A few seconds later.
The two looked at each other's embarrassed appearance and laughed together.
At this moment.
Xiao Huantou's expression changed.
"You, what's wrong with you?" she asked in shock.
Thales raised his eyebrows: "Ah?"
The next second, I saw the little slipper's eyes wide open, terrified.
Thales frowned, and he quickly felt something strange.
He lowered his head and looked pale.
A drop of blood appeared on the ground.
Then the second drop, the third drop...
Thales trembled suddenly.
He stretched out his hand and touched his nose.
It's all wet and slippery.
Thales' face stiffened.
I am...
What's wrong?
"Clang!"
The Purifying Edge fell off his hand and fell to the ground, shaking slightly.
Under the shocked look in Little Slippery's eyes, Thales staggered back and subconsciously covered his heart.
The traveler's hands trembled slightly as if uncontrollably.
He stared at the little slippery head with his eyes wide open.
It was like seeing the most terrifying thing.
At that moment, the little slippery man remembered Alex's expression before his death a few hours ago.
She covered her mouth and screamed.
No.
Will not.
As Little Slippery yelled, Thales staggered and fell.
The little slippery man was shocked and quickly stretched out his hand to help him lie down.
"Ahh..."
Thales let out a painful and suppressed groan.
A pain that went straight to the heart suddenly emitted from Thales' body!
It's like tearing his soul apart!
No.
No!
The kind of pain you experienced when you were assassinated by a supernatural assassin or bombarded by a magic gun, which seemed to tear every inch of your body and every cell...
That kind of price for using magic energy...
here we go again……
Is this... the price of victory?
In the extreme pain, Thales vaguely heard in his ears: a substantive cracking sound, chillingly coming from his body!
It's like his body is slowly breaking apart.
"ah--"
Thales twitched all over and let out a cry of pain again!
But Little Slippery could only hold him helplessly, screaming in panic and trembling all over.