How do I break the team invitation from my old enemy?

Even if the three of them add up, they can't beat the goddess.

It is conceivable that the foreign guests have to compete with the Creator God.

Therefore, neither Lin Wei nor Adrihiger thought about confronting the goddess-this is not the same situation as when facing the goddess of light, not to mention that there is no second holy gun for them to use now.

They wanted to bring the dark elements back to the mainland, and the only feasible way was to persuade the goddess to go back—but it was obviously unsuccessful, just think about the bard who was hung outside the palace in embarrassment.

The only turning point is the resurrection of Elvis.

The goddess' obsession is realized, and there is no need to plunder souls from the star sea.

And Elvis...

"I don't think Elvis and the goddess are the same kind of people." Lin Wei frowned slightly: "I have seen the memory of the goddess and Elvis when they traveled to the mainland, and she only had Elvis in her eyes, and the undead Mages love many things."

After Elvis' resurrection, everything is still unknown.

They looked at the goddess from afar.

Lin Wei looked at it very carefully.

The goddess will sign a natal contract with the soul that has just been collected, and then awaken the memory.

The ball of light rested on her palm.

She withdrew her hand, and the ball of light hung leisurely, exuding the unique lustrous light of the soul.

Katanafia stared at it blankly.

Lin Wei has seen her memories, so he can understand her feelings.

Those who are lost will come back.

The long road will come to an end, there is no need to look back.

The 1000 years she was looking for in the vast galaxy are fleeting compared to this moment.

At this time, what appeared in her mind must be memories of the past, whether sad or happy, and those memories were like bits and pieces, floating, condensing, and gaining new life.

Anyone who sees this scene is looking forward to it.

The moonlight suddenly became much brighter, and gradually rose higher and higher, until it reached the center of the night sky, and the silver light was long and gentle.

She has started to seal.

An ancient bond will create an inseparable bond between two souls.

The first rune of the seal touches the soul.

The goddess' understanding of the soul is obviously much higher than that of Lin Wei. From the beginning, she made her soul tentacles into the state that is most conducive to concluding a contract-soft and almost foggy.

Did not go in.

Lin Wei's pupils shrank slightly.

The tentacles of the goddess' soul stretched out again.

"No..." Lin Wei murmured.

"What's wrong?" Adrichig is not a psychic and cannot see the scene in the soul world, but he realized something from his reaction.

"He's refusing."

When a blank soul faces the soul strength and bonding attitude of a goddess, the possibility of rejection is very small, unless there is a strong will engraved into the soul.

He was a freedom-loving soul, both in life and in forgetfulness.

"What will she do...forcibly form a bond?"

Adrisig looked at the figure of the goddess, and said slowly: "Maybe."

The expressions of the two of them suddenly lost their former ease.

"What's the difference?" Duan Yu asked.

"The natal contract is an equal contract, and the principal has no special status. But if it is forcibly concluded, it will bring about a master-slave relationship." Lin Wei explained to him: "This violates the original intention of the natal contract, although it can also establish a very A thorough soul connection, but... it's just a master-slave contract that has been strengthened countless times."

——How would she choose?

She searched for 1000 years and got a free soul who did not agree to form a bond.

That was the one who brought her out of the oppressive forest before the Dark Ages.

"--you are free."

She was touched by that sentence, and she was held by the Necromancer and walked into the sunlight.

She wanted to bring that person back, but if she wanted to bring him back, she would have to betray his original intention and make his soul live in heavy shackles.

"It's hard to choose." said the bard who had read many stories on the mainland.

Katanafia in front of the soul light group slowly closed her eyes, like a god without sorrow or joy.

When the goddess opened her eyes, Lin Wei had a familiar look in her eyes.

It was the stubborn and longing light when she was still a girl, listening to Elvis talking about "outside" in the small dark room.

She hasn't changed, she has what she wants and she is willing to give something for it.

The deed seal emitted a dazzling white light, covering the sky and covering the earth, pressing down on the soul in front of him.

The light cluster violently fluctuated and changed.

If it has a sound, if it has a movement, it should be screaming and struggling at the top of its lungs.

But it can't compare... How can it compare to the goddess who has accumulated thousands of years in the world of the undead?

After the violent flickering, it lost its radiance and almost disintegrated, but Katanafea's soul power tightly wrapped it, pressing it to reunite—just like what it did when the fragments in the galaxy were fused together like that.

The deed seal penetrated into the light group bit by bit, laying a brand that cannot be removed unless death.

After the bond was completed, the soul floated quietly, and the light was dimmed by the resistance just now.

He begins to have a body.

Pale skin, long silver-gray hair, black robe, eyes closed, like a nobleman walking down from an ancient painting on the mainland.

The goddess's long and slender fingers slid through his hair, the movement was extremely light.

The soul takes the body as the only long-term residence outside the star sea. When the soul has a body, it is "alive"—even if it is in the form of an undead.

He opened his eyes.

It was a deep emerald green, mysterious and profound.

But it is blank.

There was nothing but Katanafea in his eyes.

He has no memory yet.

Lin Wei watched the goddess' soul tentacles go deep into Elvis' soul. At this time, the soul was completely obedient and blended with her.

——Use your soul to guide his soul, and your memory to awaken his memory.

Elvis' eyes closed again, with a confused look, as if he was looking for something.

"I guess, each fragment has fragments of the memory that once belonged to the soul, the most profound and unforgettable fragments - and from these fragments, the entire memory is awakened."

"Then the memory she was looking for?"

"I don't know," Lin Wei shook his head, "If that's the case, Elvis' soul has been transformed into countless fragments and returned to the star sea, and has gone through thousands of lives. How can she wake up the one she wants? "

He suddenly fell silent, looked at the moon, his eyes were dark: "I think..."

He closed his eyes and sighed.

Elvis' body was suspended, and the goddess stood silently in front of him.

Lin Wei quietly felt the strength of the goddess' soul, and thought, she has become so strong that there is nothing she can't do - even if she needs to travel through thousands of memories, she can...

Elvis opened his eyes and saw Katanafia in front of him.

Those eyes were confused at first, but gradually they focused on the goddess.

Katanafia whispered, "El..."

Elvis frowned slightly: "Thedes?"

What he used was not the common continental language that Katanafea remembered, but the human language that Lin Wei was familiar with.

The goddess took a few steps back, her face pale.

"No..." He looked at the goddess in confusion: "It's Angelia? Who are you?"

Even Adrihiger saw something was wrong, he stared at Elvis's expression: "...It's over."

She has become a god for a long time. Although she has read countless stories of life and death, joy, anger, sorrow and joy in the mainland, she has never really understood that all the emotions of ordinary people are nothing more than the sadness of an ant, the love and hatred of a flying insect, and lightness in her eyes. Not worth mentioning.

The only thing deep in her heart is the memory of being with Elvis, other than that, she can face everything indifferently.

She naturally felt that Elvis should be the same. Even if he turned into thousands of fragments and went through all kinds of lives, it was just an insignificant dream, leaving no deep memory, only the days of the dark age lasted forever. new.

She was wrong after all.

She didn't know that the memory with her was just an ordinary fragment of Elvis' life. He had experienced thousands of lives in the past 1000 years, and every love and hate was vivid and real.

"I am..." the goddess murmured, but her expression gradually changed, with a faint madness in her eyes.

"You can't forget me, how can you—" The slender fingers gathered around Elvis' neck: "Look at me, who am I?"

Elvis, maybe not, he is not Elvis now, just an undead who has been forcibly awakened too many memory fragments.With a look of pain in his eyes, he shook his head with difficulty.

She thought they were each other's driftwood, but in fact she was just an ant on the driftwood. Without her, other ants would come up and spend a journey with the driftwood.

After many years, the ant has grown up and has the power that is incomparable to all things. It returns to the stream where it trapped itself, waits on the bank year after year, and struggles to find the piece of driftwood that once redeemed itself. , salvage it, and hold it in my arms for the rest of my life.

——But Driftwood didn't remember the ant, too many ants walked on it.

The ant has worked so hard, and the driftwood has no way of remembering, let alone remembering and being grateful. It can only be angry and forced to leave the free stream and the world, and be imprisoned in someone's hands.

Adrihiger sighed heavily: "It turned out to be such a result."

"Both of them are on the verge of collapse," Lin Wei said: "No one can bear so many memories at the same time, and few... can accept such an ending."

She searched for 1000 years, full of joy.

The person who was found had completely forgotten her.

The goddess let out a suppressed sob, her eyes flushed.

She took a deep breath, stared at Elvis, her voice was hoarse and extremely cold: "Remember, I order you."

She exercised her authority as master.

Elvis looked confused and confused, and instinctively reached out to break Katanafia's fingers strangling his throat: "Let go of me——no matter who you are...and me, who am I?"

But he couldn't resist. The pressure from the contract was like a heavy chain, imprisoning his hands and feet. After a fierce struggle, the power of the contract finally made him let go, and looked at the goddess weakly: "Who am I..."

"Elvis," Katanafia's voice was like a glacier in winter, high above, undeniable: "Your name is Elvis."

She forced the undead to turn their heads and looked at this dead and desolate world: "This is your country."

The crescent moon illuminates the earth, and the silence is thrilling.

No one can be happy.

Lin Wei's expression was momentarily dazed, and he suddenly said, "Duan Yu."

"what happened?"

"If one day—I said, if you regain the lost memory, will you be in pain?"

"Pain?" The lich's voice repeated the word, probably he had never encountered such an emotion in his frozen world.

"Although it can't be compared with Elvis' current situation, it is completely opposite to your current memory." Lin Wei looked at him and finally said: "We were very close friends in that time and space, but we are not now. , or even an enemy for many years, would you hate your other self because of this, and would you be unwilling to accept that memory?"

"No." Duanyu's answer without hesitation made Lin Wei slightly surprised.

"You said, that's another me," the Lich continued, "then there are complete reasons for all his actions, and he will never regret his choice, even if it is the current me."

Lin Wei stared at him blankly, his eyes softened.

All kinds of emotions came to my heart, and finally turned into one sentence: "That's good."

They set their sights on the palace again, the forgotten and the persistent, tortured each other.

Whether it is the goddess who wants to revive Elvis, or they want to return to the mainland with the dark elements, they are all caught in a joke of fate, a dilemma with nowhere to go.

The Goddess of Fate seems to only bring down complete suffering, and refuses to give any complete joy to others. There is only a faint fragrance rippling from the flower branch in her hand, hidden in the Lich's words, faintly visible.