Chapter 446 Ascending the God’s Throne (6)

Author: Incomprehensible thoughts

Chapter 446 Ascending the God’s Throne (6)

The vibrations under my feet became more and more obvious, and the music that was coming to an end could no longer cover up the explosions outside the house.

But the musicians did not stop, and the young men and women around them started dancing again. They sang and danced, hugged each other and swayed slowly, their cheeks touching each other, their faces red as if they were about to bleed, and they fell into a state of sinking under the influence of hallucinogens.

The dreamland, just like that night, is destined to be buried by the roaring fire along with this sinful harbor.

Zero suddenly threw himself forward with all his strength!

She knows! All this is an illusion! It is a scene that Ouroboros lured from the depths of her heart!

She knew it from the beginning!

But why...

That boy was going to say something that would make her risk her life?

Just like before, giving her such a trivial but precious hope.

She has never been qualified to gamble, because happiness never comes to her and stops for a long time. She can only rush forward with all her strength at this moment, to rush into the boy's arms and experience the warmth of that moment.

The moment she jumped into the air, the boy stared at her and stepped back with a smile. The magnificent golden color in his eyes changed like a kaleidoscope, as if golden flowers were blooming.

That gaze was long and distant, as if it lasted for thousands of years.

Until the door she had never been able to open suddenly burst open.

The boy turned around and ran outside, Zero picked up his skirt and chased after him.

Explosions came one after another, and hot wind and dust continued to surge in the corridor. The gold foils collided and made a tinkling sound, like a wind chime, a familiar sound in my memory.

On the way, she threw off her dancing shoes, tore off her skirt below her knees, and followed the boy's footsteps with her bare feet.

The top of the corridor also began to burn. The floorboards fell to her feet piece by piece, smashing into pieces on the ground. Hot white steam shot out from the cracks in the ventilation ducts. The red-hot steel pipes gradually bent. Various sounds merged into this black

The dying song of the swan.

On the high tower outside the window, huge searchlights were shooting aimlessly, like a helpless Cyclops overlooking the wasteland.

She suddenly felt the urge to cry loudly.

She felt that she was already running faster than the wind, but no matter how hard she ran, the distance between her and the boy never shortened, as if there was an invisible wall lying between them.

People usually call this wall destiny.

The boy never looked back.

Under his leadership, they passed through a series of ajar doors, passed through passages with silent sirens, and climbed up to high places along rusty iron ladders.

The route he chose was like dancing on a tightrope, always maintaining the boundary between danger and safety. The corridor behind them was constantly engulfed by fire and flames, as if they were being chased by fire.

Zero's consciousness gradually blurred as he kept running, as if he was gradually losing himself while fighting against this illusion.

Her steps became slower and slower, but she still stubbornly murmured softly - Wait for me.

If you are not willing to stop and wait for me, then who else in the world will be willing to wait for me?

In a daze, someone held her hand and led her to run forward.

Their steps were so light, they jumped over the sea of ​​fire and faults, and ran all the way to the base of Swan Harbor.

The moment the cold wind hit his face, Zero regained consciousness. It was like the end of the world in front of him. It was so beautiful that it made people feel so deserted and lonely.

She hugged the boy in front of her tightly, and the mighty wind blew from the distance. The world in the distance was magnificent and dreamy, but she didn't bother to take a look, because it never belonged to her.

"We will not abandon each other or betray each other along the way until the end of death." She said softly.

This was the first vow in her life, and she had never broken it, but the boy in front of her was ready to leave her to face this lonely and deserted world alone.

"Hey, silly girl, haven't I told you before? Oaths are the most unreliable things in the world. I have said that when one day you are no longer of use to me, there is no need for me to keep my oaths."

The boy who was hugged tightly by her spread his hands and said helplessly.

Ling buried herself in his chest, shook her head hard, and said with a choked voice: "It was you who said that if I have to love something to live, then I should love you. You said that I am your thing, if you don't want me

If I die, then why should I live?"

The boy didn't speak, but reached out and gently stroked the girl's blond hair.

A long, long time later, his voice seemed to span thousands of years, carrying indescribable loneliness and majesty.

He said: Live on, my princess.

Zero suddenly opened her eyes in horror, because the boy suddenly pushed her away hard, and the ice under her feet cracked into a deep gap, and she fell into the ice. The boy stood there and looked down at her, like a majestic king.

He looked at the people coldly and did not tolerate her coquettishness.

She fell infinitely into the crack, and the darkness swallowed her up. She didn't even know how long she had been there, but she only knew that endless fear and despair completely swallowed up her mind.

Could this all be a trap for Ouroboros?

It turns out that illusions can really kill people, as long as there is still a trace of fire left in your heart.

She slowly closed her eyes and let herself fall into the endless abyss without struggling.

Until someone grabbed her waist.

She couldn't see the other person's face clearly in the darkness, and she only heard the other person saying as if he had a headache -

[I'm sorry, my brother is a headache sometimes. I hope you don't mind it and continue to love him as before. 】

【I promise you, he will come back to you.】

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Ouroboros wiped the blood that spilled from the corner of his mouth, walked straight to the priest, and took off the crown of thorns from his head without expression.

The priest stood there with his eyes closed the whole time, with an expression that was either sad or happy, as if he was completely immersed in the dream that Ouroboros had weaved for him.

In this war, every wrong step means every wrong step. In the face of her thousands of years of preparation, the priest who was still stuck in the past lost the opportunity from the beginning.

She is not wrong. Facts have proved that her research is correct. There is no purification power at all. The essence of the elemental sea is two-fold from beginning to end, [real] and [false]. This is the origin of all power. The so-called purification is nothing.

It is a superficial use of the two, denying their existence, so as to achieve the effect of "purification".

No wonder the brotherhood of the dragon clan in the fifth era is so powerful, far more powerful than the previous three eras. Even though the brother has not become a supreme, he has already defeated the two previous supremes, because they have mastered the elemental sea from the beginning.

The original power!

They have been at the top of this world from the beginning, and there is no problem in saying that they are on the same level as the Sea of ​​Elements.

But why is this?

Ouroboros mused.

Why are only these two brothers from the Dragon Clan naturally capable of possessing such power? The only thing she can confirm at this moment is that the Dragon Clan is not the creation of that lady. What is the lady still hiding?

Her eyes fell on Behemoth at her feet, and she exhaled slowly. No matter what the lady was hiding, as long as she entered the last Nibelung, she would definitely find the final truth.

At this moment, Ouroboros turned back suddenly, using the spiritual realm released by the original stone to expand to the extreme, and locked onto the girl named Zero!

At this moment, a strange yet familiar breath spread inside the girl's body.

It seems that there is a coordinate hidden in her body, and a being thousands of miles away has locked the coordinate, descended into the illusion across a long distance, and disrupted the situation with an arrogant and unreasonable attitude.

Ouroboros' eyes were calm, and she knew that this was a warning from His Majesty, who had truly mastered the power of [Reality] and [Illusion].

Compared to her who only simulated false authority with the help of raw stones, the other party's authority was completely superior to hers.

but……

She had no intention of doing anything to this girl.

Faintly looking away, Ouroboros came to Fingel with staggering steps.

Although she trapped Metatron with years of preparation, the opponent's desperate counterattack also caused her serious injuries.

She dragged her increasingly heavy body to Fingel, caressed the boy's face, and put on him a crown full of thorns.

The pain seemed to awaken Fingel, who opened his eyes and glared at him.

Ouroboros smiled slightly, seemingly not caring about his anger. She picked him up with both hands and brought him to the center of the ice cave.

Xia Li and others on the side all closed their eyes and frowned, as if they were fighting back in a battle of consciousness.

Ouroboros put Fingel down, then raised his head and slowly exhaled a long breath. It seemed that the goal he had been chasing for thousands of years was right in front of him. Even she couldn't help but feel tired at this moment. All the struggles and confusion on the way were all there.

At this moment, it came to my mind that I was watching my life from beginning to end as if I were just taking a quick look at the flowers.

She softly hummed a ballad that Fingel could not understand. Her singing voice was melodious, carrying the scent of rain and dew on the grass and trees in the wilderness.

After a long time, the woman lowered her head and lightly stamped her foot. An inconspicuous crack opened under her feet, but in a few breaths it spread and expanded into a huge crack, dividing the huge ice block under their feet.

The ice screamed before it collapsed, and the giant beast frozen underground by the priest came to Ouroboros with its horns on its head.

This monster, which looked like an aggregation of beasts, was prostrate in front of Ouroboros, with its head lowered, but a dim and dangerous light flashed in its eyes, as if it was about to burst out and devour its master at any time.

Ouroboros stared at it coldly, and the increasingly cold atmosphere forced the giant beast to lower its head deeper.
To be continued...