Chapter 129 The End of Salvation
Although the life forms in front of her almost blocked her path to the throne, after the identity change, they became an important fighting force under her command.
The origin of Yong Ye is beyond imagination, and the birth of every powerful being is the result of chance.
As the Night King, Euphia has the responsibility to safeguard the interests of Evernight. The exhilarating feeling of sudden increase in power cannot shake her sobriety. If she is lost in the power, she will become a puppet of the Throne of Night.
In front of Wei Miao's eyes, this scene finally settled. Surrendered beings, floating darkness...
Her consciousness slowly pulled away from her body, and her vision was vast, turning to God's perspective.
Underneath, Euphia showed a compassionate smile and waved away the kneeling subjects.
The nun wearing the iron crown of thorns sat quietly alone.
The surviving fire bearer was safely teleported out of the realm of eternal night. Ximen looked back at eternal night, his eyes turned golden and blazing due to the power of fire, and a rare smile.
Wei Miao knew that Ximen had changed his core.
As time goes by, the Son of Divine Flame and the Messenger of Fire return to the imperial capital and tell the two religions that the Sisters of Evernight will be stationed in the realm of Evernight, and he will also resign as the Son of Divine Flame and travel to various lands. .
After meeting with Migle and Pablo, he explained some things and then disappeared.
The two sects lost their top combat power. When the princess and the eldest prince heard about this drastic change, they did not express much. They suppressed the two sects and watched the changes.
The pale fire was taken away by Ximen. The royal family members lost the pressure to survive and were not anxious anymore. Anyway, the throne is there, and the one who can take it will occupy it.
I have been waiting for several years.
After Pablo passed away due to physical reasons, he actually chose the second prince, who had always had a weak sense of presence, to succeed him.
He inherited the royal family's personal guard and used ruthless methods to suppress the two churches intentionally or unintentionally. Seemingly without the support of any force, he secured the throne, forcing the princess and the eldest prince to live peacefully.
He is the best candidate to balance the forces of Yongye and Holy Fire. Whether it is the eldest prince or the princess, if either party takes the throne, the forces behind them will expand.
Migler has not lost the characteristics of a research madman.
He once asserted that when this world is freed from the imprisonment of the divine flames and eternal night, it will usher in a new life.
The sacred tree ceremony was held as usual.
For a time, the empire fell into a period of stable development.
At the same time, interested people discovered that the Evernight Realm in the extreme south was no longer shrinking into a corner, but spread to the nearby small Tuhuo Land, suppressing it with its magnitude.
There seems to be a former Son of Flame among them.
Wei Miao witnessed with her own eyes the tall and tall Ximen standing in front of the fire at the core, with slender chains tightly wrapped around his body.
Eternal night surged around him, suppressing the flowing lava next to the fire.
He stretched out his hands like holding objects, and the power of the divine flame flowed out, wrapping the core fire and slowly guiding it to integrate into his body.
At that moment, an inexplicable wave of air lifted the corners of the robe, the chains tightened as if they were alive, and black light circulated.
Ximen knelt down weakly on one knee, clenched his fists, and the veins on his neck popped out. A few wisps of golden flames entered his mouth and nose as he breathed. As soon as he exhaled, a bunch of flames spurted out.
After a while, he regained his composure, stood up slowly, and left step by step.
The eternal night recedes.
Soon after, this land of fire fell into eternal cold silence.
The rejoicing civilians were full of hope, thinking that the disaster of the Divine Flame was beginning to be reversed, and the reputation of the two churches was wiped out.
As for the real contributors behind the scenes, Euphia and Simon, despite their own hardships, cooperated in a tacit understanding.
After reading a period of historical development, Wei Miao's consciousness suddenly dropped, and he actually stood in front of the Throne of Eternal Night in the form of a gray rabbit, face to face with Euphia. Calm yet sharp, having been on the throne for a long time, Euphia has an awe-inspiring aura. Facing her, ordinary people will unconsciously feel awe and be overwhelmed by the majesty.
“Time will prove everything. I know that my destiny is determined in my life. There have been countless roads before me. Although no one forced me, I still chose the most difficult and dangerous road. Even if it is repeated thousands of times, After thousands of choices, I will still take this path - because I am born with compassion."
"I once killed the endless divine flames, thinking that killing the demons was the way to save the world."< br>
“Aled was supposed to be independent of worldly affairs and be driven as a sharp blade of the church. It wasn’t until I accidentally learned that I was the destined one that I was able to escape the shackles of the Sisters of Evernight.”
“ This is my birthright mission, and no one can understand it except me. Strange traveler, thank you very much for crowning me! It is not me who enjoys the throne of eternal night, but you.”
After not speaking for a long time, her voice was slightly hoarse and the corners of her mouth were raised.
"Hardship is the toughest test. My will is as solid as a rock and can withstand the wear and tear of endless years."
"My mission will end one day in the future, you I will eventually meet again and leave this new world with the eternal night of the past."
"I am glad to be with you."
Wei Miao cannot speak, cannot move, and can only remain silent. Listen to her quietly.
The actor and the person being acted looked at each other across the world and time and space. Her dark eyes seemed to see through everything, and she showed a genuine smile.
Like the first meeting.
The picture in front of me suddenly shattered, and the surrounding area fell into complete darkness.
A simple floor-to-ceiling mirror with a gray frame appeared in front of her, about two meters high and one meter wide. There are dark red tentacles wriggling on the frame, and the four corners of the base are anti-jointed sheep's hooves.
It emits soft white light.
In the mirror, Wei Miao saw herself as Mr. Gray Rabbit, well-dressed and smiling.
The next moment, the picture in the mirror changed.
In the dark background, a dark red meteorite was burning with fire, its tail was brilliant, and it fell into an arc shrouded in black mist. The scorching air waves lifted the surrounding black fog, revealing black soil without any vegetation.
The small fragments of the flowing fire fell together, penetrated the black mist, and scattered everywhere.
Wei Miao Mingwu: "This is a...world?"
A curved world that transcends common sense and a dark starry sky.
Since then, the cold and lifeless world has gained warmth.
There are sparks in the darkness, among which the crimson blazing light is particularly eye-catching, like gems embellished on supple black cloth.
Obviously it is extinguished, but it keeps burning.
Hundreds of silvery-white meteor trajectories passed through in a short period of time, and the stars moved rapidly.
I don't know how many epochs have passed, but one day, a figure with a whole body covered in mosaics broke into the mirror.
Wei Miao:? ? ?
Her eyes widened, but she could not see clearly what the mosaic really looked like, which made her very curious.
You can only distinguish the interweaving of silvery white, deep purple, and jet black on His body, and the ends of his long robe are billowing elegantly.
He stopped outside the world and seemed to look at it for a while.
The scene deflects to the front of Him, giving Him a close-up of His hand—if that is indeed a hand.
A fluorescent blue tree species floats quietly above the "hand" of the mosaic.
(End of this chapter)