Fantasies That Descend on Collapse

Facing the lance being thrown towards her, Qiyana just opened her hands to catch it firmly, then knelt down on the ground, carefully protecting it in her arms.

The pure white lance is cold, but for her, this icy lance is not as warm as anything.

Because she can feel her mother's aura from above... But the current aura has been tainted by another person...

"Enough...you've run out of strength, over..."

"shut up!"

The one with the lance in his arms interrupted him again.

She used the lance as a crutch, and then supported herself to stand up from the ground, and then stared at the person who had defiled her mother's appearance and relics with furious eyes.

Although her strength has been consumed a lot, she still has the strength to fight, but now she is facing an opponent who is completely invincible.

The way to win is very simple, you only need to stab the opponent with the white flower attached to the black abyss, or directly use the black abyss to stab the opponent.

But judging from the confrontation between the two before, with her current strength, it seems that she can't meet this condition at all.

In the end...what should I do...

She pondered, lowered her head, the black abyss and white flowers used to support her body, and then she saw it, which was located in the middle of the gun handle, where the two connected to each other.

There is a way, but... there is only one chance...

"Hei Abyss!"

Kiyana yelled, and pulled out the lance pierced into the soil forcefully.

The pure white gun body was dyed with withering black, as if she was desperate, she threw the pure white lance that was already attached with the power of withering forcefully towards Luo Chen who was standing not far in front of her.

The black and white lance turned into an arrow of death. It roared and rushed towards its target, bringing eternal death to all creatures.

However, for its former owner, the strength and speed of this attack had not yet reached its peak.

Facing the attacking lance, she just turned slightly sideways, and then watched it stab into the ground behind her, kicking up a cloud of dust.

"What a stubborn kid..."

The raised dust subsided slowly, and then Bai Hua's pure white gun body was revealed, but...

What pierced the ground was only white flowers.

"No, those are white flowers...!"

After spying out that the culprit behind this scene was only Bai Hua, she suddenly turned around.

What catches the eye is Qiyana, who holds Heiyuan tightly with both hands and sprints in front of her, with extremely cold eyes.

The black abyss, which represented withering, pierced through the weak defense, and then injected the power called withering into her extremely fragile internal organs.

Viscous and warm blood splashed into Qiyana's hands along the handle of Heiyuan's gun. She seemed to feel something, raised her head, and looked at the other party's eyes that were exactly the same as her mother's. .

Those blue eyes that were supposed to be as gentle as the sea, now showed a completely different side.

Although those eyes are still the same as before, but in Qiyana's eyes at this moment, those pupils bloomed like an abyss-like dark blue, as if soaked in despair, making people daunting.

"Ah... ah...!"

Panicked, she involuntarily let out an exclamation, and her hands that clenched Heiyuan couldn't help but increase the force of her stabbing.

The sharp spear cut through flesh and blood, and the scarlet blood splashed down the handle of the gun and fell to the ground. With the bone-piercing noise of the sharp weapon scraping through the flesh and bones, the 'mother' in Kiyana's eyes finally closed the eyes that made her cry. Frightened eyes.

But even so, Qiyana, who was ruled by inexplicable fear, increased the strength in her hand again, until the black abyss pierced through her abdomen and into the ground, and the corner of the opponent's mouth began to overflow with scarlet blood Only then did she let go of her trembling hands that were soaked in warm blood.

It's over, with the wounds caused by Heiyuan, even Herrscher, the only path left for her is death.

Knowing Heiyuan's ability, she slumped on the ground as if relieved, looking at her trembling blood-stained hands, looking at the opponent who was nailed into the ground with Heiyuan and lying in a pool of blood , looking at the other party's long hair covered in scarlet blood and the corner of the mouth overflowing with blood...

Now, as the winner, all she feels is the sadness that completely envelops her soul...

"Ah...it's over..."

"It has ended..."

She raised her head, looked at the evening sky, murmured, not knowing what she was talking about...

And at the corner of her eyes, something seemed to be sliding down her cheeks, and then dripping onto her blood-stained hands...

Chapter 22 Quiet

The last scene I saw in my memory was Kiyana who sent the spear of Heiyuan into her body, with tears in the corners of her eyes.

The last feeling felt in the body is the discomfort caused by the sharp spear of the black abyss piercing the skin, cutting off the flesh and internal organs, and scratching the bones.

These were the last contents stored in her memory before she closed her eyes.

With her eyes closed, she stared straight at the darkness she had already experienced. Everything in front of her eyes seemed unable to move her in the slightest.

The gentle wind caressed her cheeks, bringing her a wonderful coolness.And the sound of the waves that came to her ears made her, who was looking directly into the darkness, open her eyes curiously.

It was completely dark, and there was no light to be seen, like a vast ocean filled with despair and death.

However, it wasn't until she saw the pitch-black ocean that she realized what kind of place she was in now.

Now she was sitting alone on the edge of the sandy beach in this isolated island in the ocean, and at some point, her legs were completely immersed in the dark sea water.

The pitch-black seawater did not show a temperature that matched its appearance. On the contrary, the pitch-black seawater, which could give people a feeling of coldness at a glance, was actually quite warm.

That feeling is gentle and moist, just like the feeling of putting a girl's palm with warm water on her legs, which makes people involuntarily addicted to it.

She stretched out her hand and gently picked up some of the dark sea water.

Warm water slowly flowed from between her fingers, and then dripped onto her thighs.

Feeling that her skin was still warm because of contact with the warm sea water, she suddenly remembered the reason why she came to this space in a trance.

The pain that the black abyss pierced through the skin and penetrated the body, even if it was only a short moment, was enough to make her remember it vividly.

After taking off the coat that was slightly damp due to the sea breeze, she carefully unbuttoned the white shirt inside, completely exposing the wound on her abdomen caused by the black abyss to the air.

On the fair skin at the lower right of the abdomen, there was a ferocious scarlet wound, opening and closing as she breathed, but even though the wound was so ferocious, no blood flowed from it.

It doesn't seem to hurt much...?

After realizing this strange phenomenon, she frowned tightly, then stretched out her fingers, and carefully touched the somewhat weird wound.

The slender fingers touched the skin at the edge of the wound, and as the wound was squeezed by an external force, the originally insignificant pain was magnified several times in an instant.

The sudden severe pain stimulated her to narrow her eyes, and her increased breathing also expanded the opening range of the wound that was originally slightly opened and closed with her breathing.

Looking from the open wound, she could even see the wound cut by the black abyss inside the wound, and the broken internal organs wrapped in flesh and blood.

There is no doubt that this wound has reached the level of fatal injury.

After judging the condition of the abdominal wound, she just silently removed the fingers that were pressing the skin around the wound, bit her lip, with a serious expression on her face.

Obviously, the wound on her abdomen was enough to kill her, but at this moment she came to this strange space inexplicably, and she was able to check the wound on her abdomen without any influence.

So, I am already dead?

The time it took to come to this result was only a few seconds, but after confirming her state, she was extremely calm, as if her own death was just a trivial matter.

Maybe it's because this time's death was too peaceful compared to the last time she had come into contact with it?She was so calm that she didn't believe that she was dead.

The humid sea breeze brings a calming coolness, and the dark but gentle sea water, like a guide, leads the dead to eternal sleep.

This time the death was calm, peaceful, silent, and accepting of everything.

The gentle sea water caressed her legs, the humid sea breeze blew her long hair, she tilted her head, her half-closed eyes were full of laziness.

Looking at the calm but dark sea, she seemed to know where this place was.

Here is the Black Abyss, everything here belongs to the last era, the Herrscher who controls death...

Here is...a silent death...

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However, even though she had guessed the correct location of her current location, she didn't feel any panic because she was dying.

Just like the name of this place, here is a quiet death.It allows people to step into the eternal resting place without any notice or resistance.

And now, as a walker who had returned from the road of death, this peaceful death created by the gem of tranquility could hardly cause her any emotional fluctuations.

On the contrary, compared with the death entangled in her body, now she cares more about another thing.

Why is she here, but her body still maintains the state of reading the information of the stigmata?

Waist-length hair, just right figure, and skin that is almost indistinguishable from her own body, she is undoubtedly using that body now.

But if her current state is for death, then the soul or consciousness in this space should reflect her original appearance.

So, in the end is which part of the problem?

Facing the dark ocean, she thought this way, then raised her hands, and then looked at the almost identical palms except for the nails, and fell into thought.

After all, is it because she is in this place that something is wrong with her body, or is it...

It was she who had a problem in the process of reading the information in the stigmata and transforming her personal information into herself.

So which of the two is the correct answer?

She raised her hands flat in front of her, and then her eyes kept moving between the two, thinking about which one was the most correct answer.

Then, a pair of hands suddenly appeared from behind her, covering her eyes for choosing the answer, and with the darkness that covered her sight, came the too soft body clinging to her back. There was an overly playful questioning voice that came to her ears.

"Do you know who I am?"

The girl's melodious voice, mixed with the hot and humid breathing, came to her ears. This sudden stimulation made her shrink her neck uncontrollably.

However, such a normal reaction of hers caused the girl hanging behind her and covering her eyes with her hands to laugh uncontrollably.

"..."

The girl smiled softly in her ear, the silver bell-like laughter was very sweet, but even so she still couldn't guess the girl's identity.

She has no impression, no memory, she can't find the owner of this beautiful voice from her own memory, so she can only use silence to answer the girl's previous question.

"Huh...? Don't you remember?"

Seemingly seeing that the other party was unable to answer her question at the moment, the girl's voice was obviously a little disappointed, but she quickly eased her frustration, and then gave clues to her identity in a cheerful tone.

"You, but my former master."

"Owner?"