What is the level of Clarence who has completely recovered all the soul fragments? Neither Sera nor Lulutis can answer this question.
A magician who is completely immersed in the magic power of the Moon Engraving Barrier. While sleeping, he has been able to lay out the prototype of Twilight City and the entire Book of Twilight, and continues to complete it with his fragments every time he wakes up. , if it is prosperous...
Fortunately, he was not, which was also an important reason why Sera dared to bring Lulu to challenge him.
Clarence didn't see the awe in everyone's eyes, and this feeling made him uncomfortable.
Judging from the performance of Lulutis and Sera in Twilight City, the magic power of the outside world has not yet advanced during their sleep, otherwise they would not be so surprised by the teleportation and soul transfer that can be applied in a small area.
A group of people with insufficient understanding of magic should regard all this as if they were gods, rather than being indifferent.
Clones, whose vanity was unsatisfied, looked sullen.
"Do you think we should be frightened and anxious after seeing you, like prey being chased?"
Sierra hit the nail on the head in the heart of Clarence.
"Magicians should be in awe of the powerful." Clorance said covertly.
"That's your understanding. I only respect knowledge."
Sera and Lulu said in unison, and after speaking, they looked at each other in unison. With such a synchronicity, Lu Yu didn't know what to say.
"Having hundreds of years of memories and holding the power of the next era, the power and knowledge you have never mastered are all reflected in me." Clorance raised his hand and waved violently, "Look at these books. Look at this Book of Twilight, and then look at the magic circle called Twilight Movement at my feet."
"There is no god in this world yet, and strength is supreme...and the me now, the me in Dusk City..."
Clarence clenched his fists, and countless glowing vines extended from the dusk movement formation, weaving a shining golden throne behind him.
"That's God!"
Damn it, Lu Yu has actually seen one.
Although He has no emotions or emotions, He is not indifferent.
He has always been aware of the plight of callings, so He has given gifts to those summoners who have the hope of reviving their callings and who are walking on the path of asceticism.
The dragon slayer of Orkus and the summoning manual in Lu Yu's hand are all his compensation.
The other party did not even think that he was a god. Through the conversation with Segro, Lu Yu vaguely felt that there was a high probability that gods would appear in the next era, but it was still unknown in what form they would appear.
But after the conversation ended, a strange question came to his mind.
The birth of a god undoubtedly eliminated his power. After this path emerged, where should he go?
Lu Yu didn't know what kind of god could be regarded as a god. This seemed to be an unanswerable question, because no god had ever appeared in his own world or in this world.
But one thing can be confirmed, the Clarence who is now sitting on the shining vine throne has no godly temperament.
Sera choked out in a very joking tone: "Clorence, have you forgotten, I am the chosen one, I have my own god."
"God of Glory? How can the magic power of the outside world give birth to a life beyond the level of a magician? The gods in your mouth are just false forms created by cannibalistic religions in disguise. They are just disguised as hypocrites to collect money and concentrate power. , deformed creatures that satisfy their desire for self-control and power. Compared with those grass-top city-states, countries, state councils, and business associations that are really cannibalizing people, the only thing they are worthy of praise for is that they package their desires better. Believers They accept their exploited fate peacefully in the dream center, because they can give these impoverished people the only antidote to the painful life-dream. And the stories written by that dream are often the same, and there is something on the other side of death that is destined to be unreachable. My own finality, salvation, and happiness are all there, and by faith I can embrace it.”
Anna and Isko's eyes were red, and the one-armed Isco even pulled out a knife and was about to step forward to fight with Clorance.
Sierra stopped him.
Clorance sneered: "Whoever's ticket is cheaper will be the one believers are more willing to believe in. Your illusory god was born in a cheap dream, and is a false memory accumulated over the passage of countless time." gradually shaped into the bright and majestic image it has today.”
"Do you know the God of Glory?"
"I don't know, but I have seen a lot. I am older than you and more knowledgeable than you." Clorance stared at Sera, "Chosen of Radiance, is there anything in your heart that needs to be filled by the God of Radiance? , what is the hole deep in your heart?”
Sera did not answer, but retorted: "That's why you think you are a god."
“If being omnipotent here still doesn’t count as God, what does?”
"You can't escape decay, does this count as omnipotent?"
The friendly atmosphere of conversation was cut off by Sera's knife, and the cold breath poured down from the throne. The chill spread and Lu Yu shuddered.
Clorance, with a frosty face, said in a deep voice: "You broke my reincarnation. Decay should have been cut off, but you replaced it in my Twilight City."
"Cut it off?" Sera seemed to have heard the funniest joke, laughing so hard that her rabbit ears trembled. "There is a limit to self-deception. It has never left. It has been wandering in Dusk City. You have not escaped at all. it."
"Are you still conscious?"
"Why is your memory broken?"
"Do you remember the smallest details in your memory?"
"Why can't you be restored to the complete version of Clarence until now? Why are you still struggling to hold on to a fragment?"
"It seems that you can't understand the greatness of my idea. It's useless no matter how much I say." Clorance looked at Sera with pity.
There is no point in talking to people who cannot understand the secrets of high-level magic. This is what he is thinking in his heart at the moment.
"The last fragment is here. Look, no matter how tenacious she is, she can't escape the call of 'self'."
Xu Mo's soul has been torn out of the body by the vines of the Dusk Movement Array, and only a small part is still connected to the tattered body of the doll. This part is also the most tenacious, resisting and stalemate with countless vines with just one point. , has not been overwhelmed until this moment.
As the vines grew stronger and stronger, the shadows of the soul fragments were pulled and lengthened. Clarence watched all this indifferently, calmly waiting for the last moment to arrive.
Sera walked to Lu Yu's side, ignored the cold gaze of Lawrence on the throne, and patted Lu Yu's shoulder calmly.
"Actually, I was the one who was supposed to name her, but since she finally asked you for the name, it's up to you to do it."
Lu Yu was still thinking about the meaning of this sentence, and Sera continued.
"Call her name."
"Now?"
"Yes, right now."
Clarence frowned, confusion appearing on his old face, but facing Lu Yu holding the summoning manual, he showed a little fear.
The dragon man's memories made him have to guard against it.
Lu Yu did not call, but shouted at the last fragment of Clorons' soul that was in the tug of war.
Only the ruins of the majestic Dusk City are left, and on top of the ruins, countless dolls are fighting.
The sky was blood red, and the rain was smelly and scarlet. She huddled in a stone house in a corner of the ruins, shivering as she looked at the dolls that kept coming.
She doesn't remember who she is, and she doesn't know where this place is. From the moment she can remember, there have been shouts of killing and the metallic buzz of weapons connecting.
Wave after wave of dolls came from a distance and surrounded her in a small stone house.
The puppets that protected her had all been killed and wounded, and only this solid stone house was left to protect her. No matter how the puppets outside beat it, the stone house remained strong.
However, as time passed, a large number of cracks appeared on the stone house, and it was only a matter of time before it collapsed.
"I want to be a human being..."
Even she herself couldn't understand the meaning of her repeated words, which seemed to be engraved in the depths of her soul.
The wall of the stone house did not shatter, but became illusory. This sudden change made her stand up in horror.
Deformed dolls appeared outside the illusory wall, densely packed all over the ruins. Their eyes were cold and cruel, and they all stared at her.
She squatted down holding her head and kept repeating the same sentence: "I am not a doll... and I don't want to become a doll..."
Blood and tears flowed and fell on the ground.
A blood-red vortex emerged from the ground beneath her feet, and a blood-red sword rose from the vortex, appearing out of thin air without any warning.
Perhaps the weapon gave her a sense of security, so she took it without hesitation.
"A moment."
This was the sound she heard after holding the sword.
…
"Lu Yu, do you know the meaning of the name?"
"I'm not sure why you are in Lulu's chat room."
"Name is the starting point for everyone, and naming is the most critical step in the legendary puppet master's process of giving soul to a puppet."
…
She held the sword, and a large amount of light and shadow quickly penetrated into her body along with the word "Xu Mo".
Her life was so short, and in just a moment, she recalled everything.
Recalling his awakening, he fought with another group of people and was seriously injured seeking help.
Someone fed himself the potion. His name was Lu Yu.
Someone was carrying the box, with a serious face, looking at it but hesitating to speak. This was Sera the Rabbit.
Someone has been discussing arson with Lu Yu, this is Lulutis.
A young couple always held hands together and was scolded by Sera from time to time... This is Ana and Isco.
Then, she remembered the name Lu Yu gave herself.
A moment.
"I mourn my life for a moment and envy the infinite Yangtze River."
Words that were difficult to pronounce became so smooth at this moment.
Only then did she truly understand the full meaning of this poem.
"This is my life..."
Tears fell like rain for a moment.
The blood sword shot toward the sky, and scarlet raindrops poured down. The moment before it fell to the ground, it turned into thousands of blood swords, piercing into the bodies of the dolls all over the mountains and plains.
…
"A soul that longs to become a human will never give up the name you gave her. This is also the key to why Clarence cannot get back the soul fragments."
"Lu Yu, you may be the first person in this world to give a soul to a doll." Sera's words were full of regret, "What a pity."
…
All the dolls were penetrated by blood swords and nailed to the ground. He did not kill them for a moment, but stood on the ruins, looking at the sky in the distance, admiring the ruins of the Dusk City.
"Clorence...I'll give you whatever you want."
"Back to you!"
The ground cracked, and blood gushed out under the rubble.
The endless blood devoured everything on the ground. The ruins of Dusk City and the dolls ceased to exist in an instant. Only the stone house where Xu Mo was located was intact, floating like a small boat above the sea of blood.
"Yes...there is still a part of your remaining consciousness in this body."
The exhausted Xu stood up with the sword in hand. She smiled and pierced the sword into her heart.
…
The soul fragments that were fighting a tug-of-war with countless vines finally left the puppet body and flew towards Clorens.
Clarence sneered and looked at Sera: "It's over. All the power of Twilight City will be mobilized by me again."
After devouring the last fragment of his soul, Clarence groaned softly in comfort.
"Aren't you going to attack? This is my territory. Fighting in someone else's territory, do you really think you still have a chance of winning?"
The strong self-confidence made Clorance laugh, completely unaware that Sera's eyes remained on Xu Yu's tattered doll body.
Not all of the soul fragments returned to Clarence's body, but a very small point fell lightly into the doll.
Like flying catkins.
Clarence's smile froze. He was surprised to find that after taking back the last soul fragment, the knowledge and memory of high-level magic were covered with a blood-red mist.
No matter how much Clarence snooped, he could not recall the details clearly. Only by constantly meditating, like removing dust, could he erase the fog that blocked his sight.
While Lawrence was thinking, severe pain came from the depths of his mind.
The magic circle in the dusk movement also dimmed a small area at this time and could no longer maintain its original speed.
Clarence raised his head and stared at Serah.
"what have you done!"
Sera said: "Don't you feel it yet? This is the gift given to you by the soul that you despise the most and is extremely fragile."
The puppet's body trembled, and it stood up little by little.
Her doll body was almost only left with supporting structures such as bones, but she stubbornly persisted and did not fall down.
For a moment, Clarence's figure was reflected in his extremely dim eyes.
"You...have returned."
"Yes, everything that belongs to you has gone back. What stands here is my own will."
For a moment, she lit up the blood sword with unknown power. This power that did not belong to her could still be used on this broken body.
She looked at Lu Yu with a smile on her face.
Lu Yu had never seen such a bright smile, and it actually appeared on a broken and cracked doll.
"Thank you for the name, I like it very much."
"I accepted it, this is my life."
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