To the eternal you

The young master who pretended to be dead is also here at the position that the lady Yan whip swept over. If Ruoying dodges, this guy will probably be roasted into charcoal. Although she will definitely not have any psychological burden because of this, at least she will be together side by side. On the field, just as she was about to rise up the rocky peak, she was blocked by the girl first.

The pink and tender hands tightly grasped the whip of embers, and the sound of burning flesh and blood rang, but Qi looked at her calmly as always.

"Wow! Let go, Prayer!"

Paimeng shouted anxiously, and even Ying couldn't help becoming anxious.

"Oh? Morax, because you turned into a girl, you also have a sense of pity that you shouldn't have? Hehe."

The lower half of the face under the butterfly mask wears a mocking smile.

"Every one of you gods is like this. That bard who pretends to be crazy is like this. He thinks he is like a savior to clear the wind and snow, but he can't finish it completely. Even his divine power is gradually exhausted under the long deep sleep. , can only rely on occasional waking up to solve some incidents and be complacent, hypocritical and disgusting."

"And you, I thought that the term of office has been so long, and the mind should have been honed to be as indifferent as a rock, but you are willing to take action for irrelevant ants."

As if she was sure that the girl would not fight back, she raised her other hand again, and condensed a whip of ember and swept it fiercely. It was also caught without accident, and then the flames on the whip became more violent, making Ying and Pai Monty couldn't do it even close.

The scorching flames formed no man's land around the girl, and the whole area was engulfed in flames. Only the lady laughed heartily.

"Look! What a pitiful and sad look! A god who has been in office for so long is suffering under my hands, so stupid, no-won't you have been worn out and become a coward with half a foot in a coffin Is it? The Liyue Port outside is also suffering from the attack of the demon god, maybe they are all hoping that the rock god will protect them as always?"

"Madam is completely crazy..." Paimon stretched out his hand to protect her eyes, and the hot breath made her sweat profusely.

"No, that woman was crazy from the beginning." Ying seemed to have discovered something, and her expression stabilized again.

Even Dadalia, who was pretending to be dead on the ground, hurriedly got up because of the heating of the ground, with the same helplessness on his face.

"No way, she who entered that state is a collection of all the paranoia in the world."

Seemingly hearing what the young master said, the lady turned her head slightly. The face covered by the mask still made Dadalia feel a certain sense of vicious gaze. She sarcastically said: "A waste who betrayed the queen dares to criticize me."

"I have no intention of betraying you. On the contrary, you are invincible and omnipotent, ma'am. You don't even recognize who you are talking to."

The son showed a bored expression and echoed her.

"Hehe, feel free to make noise like a night crow, and I will make you another scorched corpse in this sea of ​​fire when the incident is over."

Maybe it was just like what the young master said, she didn't know what she was pretending to be in the state of the flame witch, maybe it was the obsession of the past, or the arrogance that she thought she could see through the truth of the world, she continued to sneer.

"Okay, don't hold on anymore, hand over the heart of God, Morax."

"Or do you think you can also be like that idiot Thor with cotton in his head for hundreds of years, saving everyone?"

"..."

Qi finally raised his head, and at the same time pulled off the whip of Jinmie, causing the huge lady to stagger.

This caught her off guard, and she quickly asked angrily: "Resistance?! Haven't you recognized the reality! Or for you, the one who was forced to give his life by his brother and the subjugated people? What does the cowardly god remind you of?"

"Ahh—speaking of it, I remember that she seemed to be a puppet pushed up by the old gods. The term of office didn't even last ten years. What a pity. For her maker, she was just thrown away when she was used up. Tools."

Her words were bitter and mean, revealing a sense of superior accusation.

"In the final analysis, whether it's you, Barbatos, or Balzeb, they are all hypocritical and arrogant guys."

"Having such a powerful force, claiming to bear the priesthood of guiding and protecting mankind, but pretending to be aloof and hypocritical, I am tired of seeing it!"

She raised her hands high, and a blood-like dark red sphere swirled in her hands. A large number of red lotus butterflies flew in it, and the malicious power quickly spread throughout the place.

"Let's make a choice. It's here to hand over the heart of God. I'll let those little ants go and leave Liyue Port with the fools."

"Or continue to bear the burning of this eternal fire and swallow the bitter fruit?"

"Ma'am, right?"

Qi's expression became completely indifferent, and the movement of her raising her head made the lady laugh even more.

"You can call me 'Rosalyn Cruz and Shika Lowefart'"

"Sister Ying, remember the name, it will be engraved on the tombstone."

The girl didn't answer her, but turned to look at the traveler.

"Um......"

Ying can't see through the little girl now, it seems that all emotions are restrained to the deepest.

"Hey! Morax, what are you doing!"

She still questioned arrogantly and arrogantly.

"I am not Morax. My name is Chi, please remember."

Qi's immature face looked a little flushed under the scorching flames, and the words he said were like sheep threatening wolves, which made Rosalin feel ridiculous, as well as a hint of restlessness.

She rolled up her sleeves, wiped off the bowknot that was originally tied with braids, and tied her black and smooth hair into a ponytail, revealing her fair nape.

"Although I really don't want to use such power, I'm sorry-I'm very angry now."

"So, I advise you to start praying, if the three gods are willing to forgive you."

At the moment when the voice fell, Qi changed from a young girl sculpted in pink and jade to a girl like a dragon. The immature beauty that has not yet bloomed has now begun to bloom, and her night-like dress stretches like a black water lily , to set off the delicate and slender wrists exposed after the girl rolled up her sleeves, the catkins who are more suitable for grinding pen and ink than fighting are clenched into fists at this moment.

The flames that originally existed around her were extinguished at this moment, and the surging rock elements swallowed the scorching flames, and the lady also let out an unbelievable roar at this moment.

"Impossible... You have already violated the contract, why are you still able to mobilize divine power! Do you want to die with me, the Apostle of Solstice?! Stop, I tell you to stop—!"

The girl approached indifferently step by step, and the Pianpianyoulong, whose veins were constantly surging, accompanied her side. The dazzling dragon eyes carried heavy pressure, the dragon's beard fluttered, the amber dragon's horns were high, and the diamond-shaped rocks were row upon row. whole body.

"In the name of the Queen of Winter, I warn you that killing the diplomatic apostle is a serious breach of contract—"

"It's time to pray, and it looks like no one is going to forgive you."

The girl's ethereal and clear voice seemed to pronounce her own death.

"I don't need to beg you hypocrites' forgiveness!"

In Rosalind's mask-covered pupils, the crimson redness of the dawn raised her obsession again, and she spread her wings of flames that were about to melt herself and flew towards the false dawn above her head.

At the moment she didn't realize it, there seemed to be a pure white light after the fiery red.

Someone was telling her who was trying to escape.

"That's not the dawn, Rosaleen dear. It's the sea of ​​fire that burns everything up."

It doesn't matter, her destination is already doomed to be reduced to ashes, sorrow and anger are rushing in her veins like molten iron, only hatred and delusion can drive her body, in that crimson world, there is a pair of soft and flawless Her hands tore open her dawn, and she cried out her lover's name in horror and sorrow.

"Rustan—!"

The girl looked at her with a gentle smile, then raised her powder fist, and Yanlong was ready to wait.

"Where do you want to flee to? Ms. Rosalind."

At the end of consciousness, the blazing world of flames reflected in the pupils subsided at that moment, leaving her alone, her body making dry crackling sounds like dry wood, and she murmured indifferently.

"Roaming the land and spreading flames, you thought you would burn away all the sins, but in reality you became a tool for usurpers to create new sins. Rosalind, you are no longer eligible for redemption."

It seemed that someone was telling her.

"Never Needed Redemption...I Didn't Need..."

She answered with an intermittent, lonely raving voice as if waking up from a dream.

Until the life is exhausted, the flesh and blood are burned and spilled along with the undead butterfly, and the flame is extinguished.