Apocalypse Magician

"Xingkong, do you finally understand..." Looking at Li Xingkong's retracted hand, Luo Yingxue's eyes filled with sadness, as if the window in the early morning was covered with a layer of mist, "Actually, this kind of This was not the first time I had a nightmare. When I was being chased by three men in black on Diancang Mountain, I had a similar dream when I was desperate. But when I woke up later, I had been rescued by people from the church. I thought It was really just a nightmare, so I didn’t care. Now that I think about it, I’m afraid that time was also real.”

Li Xingkong was a little silent. At this moment, he didn't know how to express comfort.

During the Dian Cang Mountain incident, according to what Yue Ying said, the corpse man's super defense, which gave even the holy masters a headache, was shattered by a very dark force. At that time, this was still a mystery in Li Xingkong's mind. Including waking up today to find that the Nightmare Moon Demon was nowhere to be found, it was also a mystery.

However, according to Luo Yingxue, it seems that these two things can be logically explained!

For the first time in his life, Li Xingkong hated his own logical thinking. Why did he figure out the rationality of the matter, but couldn't think of another possible explanation, a word that could comfort Luo Yingxue!

At a loss, Li Xingkong could only deceive himself by putting his hands behind his back, as if he had not been burned by the black fire and that nothing had happened. Then he said words that he did not think were of any use: "Yingxue, I will always be here from now on." By your side, I won’t have nightmares.”

"No, it's not a nightmare, it's all real, everything is real!" Luo Yingxue finally couldn't control the sadness in her heart. Her tears fell like broken beads and fell to the ground. Large areas of snow melted, or A piece of soil turned into ashes, as if those sad tears also have the power to burn all things, "I am a monster, a monster that cannot control myself! Everything close to me will eventually be burned, just like these creatures all over the mountains and plains, Disappeared in the black flames. Xingkong, I don’t want to kill you by mistake when I lose control, so you hurry up!”

"Yingxue, you are not a monster!" Even if there are no loopholes in the logic, and even if the once densely wooded surroundings are really deserted now, Li Xingkong will never believe that he has a compassionate heart that cannot put aside the creatures on the mainland. The sympathy for the monsters that sneaked up on her in the wind forest, and the strong soul that protected the life of the whole city during the defense battle of Star Snow City. Such a pure and kind girl like snowflakes, always exuding a light that makes dark people feel ashamed, how could she be monster?

Absolutely impossible!

"In my heart, you will always be the kindest Yingxue. Even if everyone in this world becomes a monster, and I, Li Xingkong, also become a monster, Yingxue must still be so kind!"

"Please, leave quickly..." The shrill cries were accompanied by the flying snow in the sky, flying to the sky unknown. Luo Yingxue endured the pain, but the excitement finally broke through the shackles, and her watery eyes began to Turning crimson, "I don't want you to see what I look like when I turn into a monster!"

The crimson eyes seemed to describe the poignancy and sadness of the blooming flowers on the other side. The black aura was about to stir, and the flames spread around. Li Xingkong seemed to see that the tragedy in the nightmare was about to be performed in reality.

Li Xingkong, who was covered in bruises and bruises, found the strength from nowhere at this moment, and rushed forward desperately, hugging Luo Yingxue tightly, letting the black flames burn his whole body, the strength he tried to gather gradually collapsed, and the severe pain swept over him like a sea wave. , but will never let go, just like when he was burned by the black fire of the Nightmare Moon Demon last night, Luo Yingxue also held his hand and never let go.

"Yingxue, wherever you are, I will be there. No matter what happens, we will always be together!" Li Xingkong could clearly feel that Luo Yingxue's inner helplessness at this moment was like a cherry blossom blooming in the ice and snow. Shivering, I looked up at the gloomy sky, longing for the favor of the sun, even if it was just a ray.

"Xingkong, thank you for always being so kind to me..." Luo Yingxue, who was on the verge of collapse, finally found the only warmth in the cold world. The scarlet color faded from her eyes, and the black fire gradually dissipated. It was difficult to Imagine how tragic the ending would have been if Li Xingkong hadn't hugged each other tightly.

"Don't worry, this kind of power is like being sick and can be driven away. We will return to the Holy Mountain Church right away. There are so many experts there, and we may be able to cure the disease in an instant." Seeing Luo Yingxue calm down, Li Xingkong finally showed a smile, remembering that in the Night Breeze Forest, the black aura he assimilated was expelled from the Dragon Realm. Maybe the road ahead is not bleak, "Believe me, there will be a way!" "

"Yes!" Luo Yingxue nodded and returned the same smile. The power churning in her body calmed down a little, as if she could have better control when she was hopeful.

The cold wind whistled past with snowflakes, and little white snow fell on the silent wilderness. Everything fell into silence. Only the two people who looked at each other and smiled in the wind and snow felt each other's feelings. No more words were needed. The snowflakes fall, fall into the hair, fall on the shoulders, for a long time...

At the same time, the Holy Mountain Church headquarters.

Mo Xianwu, who was upset, no longer leaned on the railing to look. After all, Chaoyang City, the head of the three main cities, fell last night. As one of the top leaders of the church, he did not have much free time.

Walking hurriedly on the road in the church area, passing by the knights who were also in a hurry, Mo Xianwu suddenly felt an ominous feeling that a storm was coming, as if this strange June snow was the source of everything.

Snowflakes fell from the eyes. Mo Xianwu did not reach out to catch them. He just turned around and looked around. The trees and buildings were covered with thick snow. The world should have been made of pink and jade, but at this moment, it seemed like there were icy cold clouds pointing towards the sky. tombstone.

Ling Henian was solely responsible for the aftermath of the No. 12 Factory Incident and the fall of Chaoyang City. Most of the people in the church were devastated by such earth-shaking changes.

In a conference room in the main church, Mo Nantian stood in front of the window, silently staring at the heavy snow outside the window, thinking about something, until Mo Qianjun hurriedly held a thick book of "Fantasy World" in his hand. Go to the conference room.

If ordinary people were present, they would be surprised to find that the "Fantasy World Record" in Mo Qianjun's hands is obviously thicker than the version released on the mainland market.

In fact, in every era, there are some unknown secrets that are unknown or even forbidden to be made public due to various considerations, such as the upcoming fifth doomsday catastrophe.

However, as the official history of Fantasy Continent passed down from generation to generation, "Fantasy World Record" should have relevant records. Therefore, the book in Mo Qianjun's hand is a complete version of "Fantasy World Record" specially produced by the church that is different from the outside world. .

"Father, it's really unimaginable to have snow in June." Mo Qianjun frowned, slightly worried, "And news came from Silver Moon City and Star City that they also had heavy snowfall. I'm afraid this snow, Covering the entire fantasy continent, could it be that the doomsday disaster has arrived early?"

"No need to make a fuss." Mo Nantian was still looking out the window at the snow falling in the sky without any surprise. "It's a natural sign that something evil must come to the world, that's all."

"Evil has come to the world?" Mo Qianjun looked confused and gently placed the "Huanshilu" on the coffee table in front of him, "I just read the history books of the mainland. If I say the most powerful demon in the past century, it is none other than "Huanshilu". Could it be him, the Nightmare Moon Demon recorded in "The Book of World Demons?"? But isn't he forever sealed in the Conferred God Platform?"

"Although the Nightmare Moon Demon is powerful, it is not enough to make the whole world tremble." Mo Nantian turned around, a little lonely in his eyebrows, "In fact, a hundred years ago, there was such a battle that covered the entire fantasy continent. of heavy snow.”

"The heavy snow a hundred years ago..." Mo Qianjun thought carefully, and suddenly remembered that there was indeed a relevant record in the "Fantasy World Record? Gathering of Winds and Clouds" that recorded the weather across the continent, "That heavy snow covered the entire Fantasy Continent. Ten days and ten nights, and then Queen Menglan died of illness."

"Yes, but that time happened to be in winter, and the late emperor deliberately suppressed the matter. People couldn't explain the reason, so they just thought that the winter that year was unusually cold." Mo Nantian sighed softly and recounted the old story. Past events, "Queen Menglan passed away due to illness, and her power has reached the level of you and me. Don't you think this reason is a bit ridiculous? Alas, in fact, it was the witch who brought trouble to the world!"

Mo Qianjun was inexplicably surprised. It was unheard of for a witch to cause harm to the world. However, a dignified pope would never make a mistake. Mo Qianjun also knew that the next content must be important, so he continued to listen.