Alarm bells echoed throughout the city.
No matter the Inner Harbor, Outer Harbor, Yueluduan or Lijiendan, they are all enveloped by the bells whose source is unknown. Defense droids and golden guardians swarm out, wandering blindly through the streets.
The inner harbor environment, which was originally set to be eternal daylight, suddenly became unstable for some unknown reason. Sometimes the night is as thick as ink, and sometimes it rains heavily. The sight was unsettling to all who witnessed it.
Only the little girl under the red lotus looked clearly at the sky.
"They drove Milo into the Dynamic Court... What trouble did Xuan Hong cause inside?"
Her mutterings were interrupted by a mortal voice.
"What are you nagging about?" Luo Binhan said.
The little girl stared back at him gloomily. But Luo Binhan had a bubble on his head and Yaleriga beside him, so he didn't pay attention to her at all.
He no longer felt the pain in his arms. Instead, he was sweating all over, but he couldn't lift his hands to wipe his face. The experience was really uncomfortable, so he said to the little girl who had no intention of running away: "Did you mention Zhou Yu when you were talking to Jing Huang just now?"
"I did mention it," the little girl said, "but I won't tell you."
Luo Binhan didn't care much. Anyway, he could ask Jing Huang later, and he had lost a lot of blood and was even a little sleepy now.
"You look really relaxed like this."
"What else is going on? If you have the ability, you can get in, and we'll fight with our feet."
The little girl stared at him and suddenly showed a bright smile.
"Luo Binhan, let me tell you a story!"
Luo Binhan shouted without hesitation: "Get lost, I won't listen!"
"...Although the memory cannot be retained, your intuition is very accurate."
The little girl's figure was swaying, wandering in the shadow of the broken red lotus like a graceful dance. Because there was no way to block his ears, her voice still reached Luo Binhan's ears.
"Do you know what the predecessor of this city is? It's not a port like a petting garden. The prototype of this city -"
The low tone of the bell echoed, as if echoing her laughter.
"——It's the heavenly palace of gods."
Luo Binhan looked at Yaleriga blankly. He found that the latter seemed to be listening very attentively to the little girl's words.
"From the most common logical spell structure to the understanding of the great source, they can even intervene in their own history. The 'spellweavers' who have reached this level are said to be gods in the eyes of low-level wizard civilization. Is that possible? A special civilization like them that creates spells with a rational structure has long been aware of the concept of the Abyss and regarded it as the location of the final throne. It was for this reason that they built the city of Mithra , I want to create an infinite source of power by dividing my own historical line, and then reach the throne of God in my mind."
She smiled and pointed her finger to the sky again.
"Then they were shot down. Regardless of whether they could really come in, since outsiders had knocked on the door, Zhenyue couldn't ignore it, so he retraced their spell path a little - the structure was too childish and clear It’s like the four arithmetic operations. Because they have already arrived and there is no need to keep it, their spellcasting path is immediately blocked. Not only does the Tiangong fall back to the ground, but also other technologies stop functioning."
"It sounds like the Celestial Palace has been destroyed." Yaleriga said, "The gate city doesn't look like a wreck."
"Ah, because it is a copy of the city of Varuna that serves as a cold backup. Although it is a remnant that survived the great disintegration, it still retains part of their magic logic structure, and the survivors are based on that structure. The magic network system was established. Then, a mage found the city and obtained the remaining power of the Spellweavers, but in the end he did not have the courage to march towards the Abyss like the Spellweavers did."
The bells gradually stopped, but the girl still hung her arms high, like pale branches piercing the sky.
"What a coward! He longs for the power of God and is afraid of the reality of the abyss. In the end, he has no choice but to raise the city to the sky and turn it into such a ridiculous pet garden. But it doesn't matter. The color of gold is just right for decorating the coffin of the corrupt. , then you can continue to dream in this gorgeous birdcage."
The young witch danced in the red lotus and laughed loudly at the dead souls in the city.
"Did you see it, Spellweaver? These are your descendants. Looking into the darkness of the Nine Abyss, reaching the boundary of the Nine Abyss, knocking on the door of the Nine Abyss - you and other people whose souls were broken for this crime, what will happen to you? For what purpose did it arise? For what theory does it exist? For what purpose does it perish? What remains of the realm you seek so far?"
She declared cruelly.
"Launch a revolution towards the high moon in the sky - anyone who goes against this will surely witness the fire that burns the stars."
The rest of the people in the room looked at her blankly.
"What are you doing?" Luo Binhan said, "It's going very smoothly, how about a few more?"
The little girl stopped moving and turned to look at him dissatisfied.
"You are really not enlightened at all, Luo Binhan. I have obviously warned you, but you still look like you are sleepwalking. Do you think these things have nothing to do with you anyway? If you think that way, you are totally wrong."
Luo Binhan looked at Yaleriga in confusion, and then asked tentatively: "Am I the reincarnation of some kind of magician?"
"There is no such thing. You, a primitive Homo sapiens born in a primitive civilization in a trap zone, can neither develop into a regular species nor can you calculate the tunneling equation through independent scientific and technological research. In the end, you are indeed no more than a monkey. The difference. Well, you are just an unlucky monkey who fell directly from the treetop into the deep sea. What on earth are you going to do next? "
"Become a sea monkey." Luo Binhan said casually.
The little girl puffed up her face with anger.
"Even if you are just an ordinary monkey who fell into the sea, there is still a connection between you and everything - the small probability of coincidences has accumulated on you to an abnormal level, and there is no more reasonable explanation except the 'Eternal Light Prophecy'. Although it is not certain yet What kind of role do you play? You do have a role on this stage. It’s just that you can’t see it clearly right now.”
"Stop fucking fooling me. The last person who believed you was still lying on the ground."
The three bodies had been dragged to the corner, and Marin looked almost like a corpse. The little girl gave them a cold look.
"They are just horses. In order to welcome the ball, horses are always needed to pull the cart. In Milo's case, he should be regarded as a dog turned cart driver."
"...What the hell?"
"I'm talking about fairy tales, Luo Binhan."
The girl raised her face, and her cold expression changed into a child's innocent smile like a mask.
"When the marbles flew out just now, were you deliberately irritating Milo? Why did you have such consciousness? It should be related to the dream you had when you were unconscious, so you were saved again by Zhou Yu's hint. . But Luo Binhan, it’s almost time to use your own brain next. Think about it carefully - obviously your and Marin’s things have been searched, why is only the marble still on Mi Gula’s body? Even though I saw her walking with you, Shasi didn't touch her with a finger from the beginning to the end. I never said that Mi Gula was superfluous in the plan - the huge contradiction in this, what are you? Why turn a blind eye?"
Luo Binhan stared at her, never daring to look back.
"It's not me at all. Whether it's serving as an adviser to Shasu, whether it's designating to awaken Miroku, or the planning department that lit up the gate city, it's all done independently by Akarahama. I only responded to his request as a Red Lotus scholar, so I came here. Come and observe and supervise.”
She put her hands behind her back, lowered her head and lightly kicked the broken gems on the ground.
"In the words of his script, I'm just a 'fairy godmother'. If it wasn't for that lazy dog Milo causing trouble, I wouldn't have to appear in front of the prince at all. But in the end, it doesn't matter, any unknown possibility is important to me. We all have equal value, and the outcome is only more important to the princess and the prince."
First, she kicked a gemstone fragment with a blood-colored color in front of Luo Binhan, and then she raised her face again.
"Twelve o'clock at midnight has arrived, Migula. When the magic of the ball disappears, you will return to your original shape. But you decided to kill the coachman with a glass slipper, and it is no longer possible to escape without being noticed. Continue. You are free to do whatever you want when you come down - after all, on this aerial stage created by Akarabin, you, as a survivor of the Spellweavers, are the real heroine."
