"My pitied souls, return to your new destiny..."
In that dark and lightless realm of chaos, the guardian of the Eternal Gate, Zeros Fris, dragged countless thick iron chains and walked in the darkness.
He murmurs the tragic song that is sung when mortal beings are buried, as if he is saying a final farewell to the countless dead souls attached to the iron chains.
This is this discrete world, the boundary between life and death.
It is a fateful place that mortal beings can never reach alive but cannot escape...
The eternal door, the only place that leads to the rebirth of the soul...
In this kingdom of chaos, Zeros-Fris has sent away batch after batch of dead souls.
Not all dead souls are speechless.
Some still have long-cherished wishes that the world does not want to be separated from.
As a result, they tend to be irritable and heavy.
During this long drag, they gradually wear away these obsessions that were once considered eternal.
Until they can rush towards a new beginning lightly and transparently.
That's Zeros-Fries's job.
During these endless years of silence, He repeated this sacred duty.
Occasionally, He would stop and turn around to chat for a while with those stubborn dead souls that chattered endlessly.
However, the obsession with living beings seems boring and monotonous to Zeros-Fris.
In this endless time, Zeros-Fries has seen too much persistence and perseverance.
But the lengthy dragging can always kill the time...
Until now, Zeros-Fris has not seen too many dead souls still staying behind him.
But this time, Zeros-Fris suddenly stopped slowly just like he had done before.
He turned his head and looked at the endless chains behind him.
Among the high or low screams of thousands of dead souls, Zeros-Fris suddenly noticed a dead soul.
Judging from his experience, this is undoubtedly a newly deceased soul that fell into this land. It's just that compared to most of the dead souls that Zeros-Fris has seen before, this dead soul is different.
Because this is the gate between life and death.
What the dead souls are rushing towards is a new life.
But what this dead soul will face is completely different...
"Name."
Although the dead soul was silent, Zeros-Fris still stretched out one of his heads that was used to communicate with the dead soul.
Under the gatekeeper's authority, the dead soul answered
"Silver..."
In this way, under the influence of divine power, Zeros-Fris instantly learned about the past of this dead soul.
From a baby who had a lucky escape to a homeless adult...
From humans with intact limbs to monsters with twisted limbs...
Zeros-Fries calmly witnessed this tortuous and confusing past event.
Until that burning figure Qingtian appeared...
As if being electrocuted, Zeros-Fris suddenly retracted his head.
There were some unknown fluctuations in the countless eyes of the gatekeeper that were originally unchanged from time immemorial.
If it were just a giant, it was not like Zeros-Fris had never been exposed to such a size.
He had also interacted with that truly giant thing that could encircle the world in the distant past.
But, it's not just giants...
Zeros-Frith's countless eyes began to really focus on the seemingly confused dead soul.
Then He turned around in silence.
He needs to send these dead souls to where they should go as soon as possible...
He has such patience, but some...maybe...
"Good job."
"Have you encountered any confusion in your practice recently?"
Briilani watched as she melted in front of her eyes.
Yi Xia in human form.
To be honest, Briilani felt slightly awkward in this form now.
If it is not appropriate to make a crude comparison, you can probably refer to it - just like when you see a Tyrannosaurus rex, it suddenly asks you softly how your recent results are...
Briilani felt that it was somewhat outrageous...
After seeing the true power of the great witch, and then facing such a "gentle" great witch, Briilani felt that it was normal for her to have difficulty adapting.
But since the great witch asked a question, she naturally had to answer.
Brilanie thought for a moment, then carefully raised her right hand like a student: "I...I have some...needs for the totem sample of the flame meditation as it is."
"Also, there are some small doubts about the actual application of Naomia's compound fire wheel structure. There will be deviations due to the changes in the zero-series flames under the reaction of the flame tongue..."
"Then……"
Probably because of the practice she had been immersed in these days, Naomia's words quickly became much smoother.
The great witch opposite him listened to Briilani's doubts with a calm expression.
After Briilani finally took a breath and finished all her doubts at the moment.
The great wizard nodded just now, eyes filled with endless fire staring at Briilani in front of him:
"Only this?"
"Well, that's all for now..."
Briilani nodded quickly.
Just when Briilani was mentally prepared, she was ready to prick up her ears and listen carefully to the great wizard's lecture.
The next moment, Briilani saw the great witch pull out a virtual figure from the void.
It looks like an image of electrons outlined by countless luminous particles.
Overall, like a hooded anthropologist?
Later, before Briilani could figure out the situation, the other party pulled out a scroll also made of luminous particles.
He even wore a single-sided glasses with a sense of ritual.
"Um.."
The virtual figure pondered for a while, and then looked at the great witch next to him.
Its sound has a somewhat mechanical hybrid texture.
However, there are also vicissitudes unique to the twilight years of life.
"Maybe there's some misunderstanding."
"I haven't been doing apprenticeship training for a while..."
The virtual figure looked at the great witch and said this.
However, after listening to it, the great witch just glanced at it:
"you will not?"
The avatar seemed irritated.
After carefully looking at the Great Witch, its anger chose to adaptively resolve:
"I mean, you don't need to pay such a high fee for this level of teaching."
"Of course, I have no intention of interfering with your will and decision. I will answer all of this lady's questions - with the only knowledge I have..."
Then, after seeing that the great witch had no intention of continuing to speak, it flew in front of Briilani:
"Then, noble lady, let me explain it to you.
"Let me regard these doubts of yours as doubts - I think they all stem from one thing..."
At this time, the virtual figure showed an awe-inspiring temperament that was unfamiliar to Briilani:
"Inheritance is never absolutely correct, but a moderate choice."
At this time, the great witch's gaze had already penetrated the long time and space, looking towards the chaotic realm where life and death were intertwined...
