Fairy’s Box

dark world

The ground where the bones and the corpse were fused was soaked with blood plasma, the air was filled with the smell of fire and sulfur, and the hot feeling emanated from the soles of the feet, as if soaked in magma.

There is only one huge black celestial body in the sky, covering the **** scorching sun, accompanied by the wrapping of light, as if trapped in the baking of flames.

Since waking up, this picture has appeared countless times.

At this moment, the ground began to pour out blood plasma, the whole violent turmoil, accompanied by the trembling of the ground, the black feathers falling from the void covered the sky.

Immediately afterwards, in the violent muffled sound of rumbling, the ground suddenly rose upward, and accompanied by thick sulfurous smoke, a huge body shrouded in darkness appeared in front of him.

This is not the end. Soon, a string of dark bubbles appeared in the air, and in the ethereal horn sound coming from nowhere, one by one vague giants protruded from the surface, forming a majestic mountain range. .

In the dark, countless distant voices came from unknown places, countless bubbles shattered, and the black celestial body trembled slightly:

"Your Majesty, the only king of the unforgivable people like me."

"I beg for an audience with sincerity and sincerity."

...

who are you? Who am I?

...

Countless behemoths let out a vague sigh at the same time, a spinning nebula appeared in the sky, the black celestial body switched places with the scorching sun, and the dazzling sunlight hit the earth:

"I'm a god, and I can't be an exile from a god."

"You are my blood relative, the blessed king that everyone longs for."

...

I don't know what you're talking about, I don't get it at all.

...

The black celestial body and the scorching sun suddenly fell to the ground, and when they touched the ground, they turned into a vast and clear spring. At the same time, the countless voices were getting closer and closer, as if they were whispering in his ears:

"The head of the devil chosen by the source of darkness, Eagle."

"You are the chosen one."

"It's here at this moment, it's verifiable."

The low moan gradually became smaller, and finally disappeared. A small round hole in front of him continued to enlarge, penetrating strands of golden light. It was like a mirror between heaven and earth, separating the virtual and real worlds.

...

A cool and comfortable feeling appeared on his forehead, Yale opened his heavy eyelids, and there was Vesta's pretty face smiling. He shook his aching head and propped up his upper body, only to realize that he was lying on a large soft bed:

"Why did you untie the chains on me?"

"With me here, are you afraid of losing control?"

As she spoke nonchalantly, she walked to the washbasin behind her, took out a clean towel, wringed out the water, and handed it over:

"Do it yourself or can I help you?"

"I'll do it myself."

The black-haired knight tore off the ice pack placed on his forehead, buried his entire face in the towel, as if he wanted to sink the coolness into his heart, took a deep breath, and then rubbed it twice, vaguely said:

"I had a dream."

"I know, you've been talking in your sleep." Vesta quietly waited for him to wipe it clean, and handed him a glass of water.

"thanks."

Yale handed the towel back to her, held the water glass in his hand, his pupils were blurred, and he said in a trance:

"Recently, I've been repeating this dream. I've seen a lot of people, a lot... but I can't see what they look like. They call themselves exiles... Call me the head of the Demon God."

"It's normal." Vistayi sat down on the edge of the bed, and tapped the water glass with pink nails, signaling him to drink it quickly.

"..."

The black-haired knight glanced at her coldly, raised his neck to finish the water, and then stuffed the glass to the other side.

"The strongest king of fear in the origin of darkness has awakened again, and the secondary demon gods exiled to the void will all feel it. Their purpose is the same as mine, all trying to awaken your power."

Vesta smiled and leaned back to the bed again, Mei Mu stared at his eyes, and said slowly: "It seems that you are very resistant to the identity of the devil, don't young people like you generally feel cool? Can you? tell me?"

"My teacher, General Casper warned... the devil is dangerous, but he also gave me a solution. Whether it is the Lord of Fear or the head of the devil, I have nothing against it... But I Still can't control it."

"That's a question that stumped me." She frowned slightly.

"Right! Why don't I even know my origin, but you can?" Yale stared at the researcher Yujie in front of him, doubting whether this person could divination.

"Do you know how much you are injured?" Vesta shot a cold glow in his eyes, and then raised his index finger and poked the other side's hair, and his voice became high-pitched:

"In order to save you, dozens of doctors stayed up all night, especially you! You are obviously going to die, and you are still spreading fear fields unconsciously. Do you know how many nurses have been banned because of you||? Big, can I not know?"

"..."

Yale reluctantly let her poke wildly, his eyes swept aside, and he saw the sunset shining in through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows, with an old and warm atmosphere.

For no reason, a solemn picture emerged from the bottom of my heart. It was a scene on the ice field, where everyone faced the sunset and walked side by side. The mighty flags and iron armor seemed to be still there.

Fighting with them, I spent a lot of happy time. Under the banner of the eagle holding the sun, there are too many memories that can't be forgotten.

Until now, the war song of no regrets and no regrets still lingers in his ears, and that river of flesh and blood will never disappear from his eyes.

Although the time spent together was very short, on the battlefield of life and death, the moment they entrusted each other with their backs, they could feel a warmth of physical and mental connection.

Annett, Gerin, Coronkasha, Snake, Garth... those annoying but lovely comrades, and General Casper, General Ebenezer... Now they are all dead, himself is still alive.

I am the only one left, here alone, enjoying the beautiful afternoon and the warm sunshine.

The black-haired knight stared blankly at the setting sun outside the window, tensing his muscles silently, as if it were the junction of life and death, as if the long team holding the eagle flag could once again sing the battle song and come out from the bright brilliance .

...

I originally thought that I just need to give my sincerity, focus and move forward with all my strength, whether confusion or pain can be eliminated with the blood in my chest... Only in the end did I realize that he was not as strong as he thought.

I miss you so much...