Chapter 281: Windowless Vientiane (I) Windowless Vientiane
Everything was pure white, and Thesmera had seen it for years.
He felt the fluctuation of magic power and vigilance from behind him. He looked at the tiny wound on his fingertips and slowly closed his palm.
Everyone was alert and wary of Him. They came here and they were enemies of God.
There is no doubt that He is a qualified God, a God who always loves His creation.
"You are here." The god turned around, and his pupilless eyes memorized the faces of all the children who could come to the pure white space.
He knew that the first one must be His destiny, the destiny He chose, the child from another world, whose will and wishes had never changed since the beginning.
Two children, Isidore and Osa, exist because of her.
Because of her, the fate of two children, Kaharun and Arnold, was born.
The other two children...
Fei Yi, from an island that was almost destroyed, was a child who once wandered on the edge of the world's rules without realizing it.
Avril, she is the product of all the pain Debbie has experienced along the way. She is a pitiful yet strong child.
They all had strong wills, and He knew where their wills came from.
oh……
There is another one.
"Long time no see, Valega." He looked at the pure white in the air, as if he saw his best friend through the pure white.
There was a gentle smile in Wutong's eyes, filled with longing.
Valega unlocked His invisibility, allowing His best friend to see His current appearance clearly: "It has been a thousand years, Thesmera."
“It’s so long,” He said.
Is a thousand years really a long time for a God who is almost immortal?
"You will help me, right?" His words were the same as before, just as Valega was familiar with them.
He replied, "I will, if that is your wish."
This time, it has nothing to do with humanity, freedom, or which race He loves. It is simply because He understands His best friend and His best friend’s wishes.
"My wish," Thesmera murmured. She looked at Vephia, stretched out her right hand, and slowly moved it upwards, as if holding the girl in her palm. "Pour out your wrath upon me."
One pair of eyes looked towards His children: "Prove your resolve to me."
Countless threads of magic suddenly burst out, flying rapidly from behind him and hitting everyone.
A protective shield instantly appeared between Isidore's palms, blocking most of the attacks.
Amidst the banging sounds and bright lights of the magical collision, five magic circles in the air on the other side rotated simultaneously, and sharp ice spikes attacked him.
Thesmera did not move. The ice spikes were forced to disappear when they were about to approach her. The remaining magic power instantly turned into wind blades and came back.
In Wutong's eyes, wind blades were approaching from all directions, and the magic power continued to accumulate, making the wind blades sharper and sharper.
His expression remained unchanged as he extended his hand, magic lingering on his fingertips.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The magic of the wind blade collided with his magic. In the pure white space, the light was dazzling and the waves of magic blew his hair.
Arnold and Aylite rushed out of the defense range with swords in hand. The swords were imbued with magic power from others. Their wrists turned flexibly, cutting off rays of magic power as they continued to run forward.
When his attention was drawn to Kaharun's attack, the sword flashed sharply and went straight towards him.
A simple magic circle stopped their movements at the moment they were about to chop.
An even sharper light blue sword light followed, and the magic circle on the sword was burning hot.
Amidst the explosion of the magical light, a long sword swirling in smoke came with murderous intent.
Thesmera stretched out his hands and grabbed the two swords. He stepped forward, and with his left hand, magic power swirled around, and white light splashed everywhere. The swords could hardly move forward. Feeling that the magic power was about to explode, Osha had to retreat.
He looked down at Vifiya. His right hand, which had no magic power attached to it, was burned by the smoke, making a sizzling sound and flowing with golden blood.
At the back of the battlefield, a longbow had already been fully drawn, and the tip of the arrow was shining with a cold silver light.
"call out!"
Vague world rules surround it.
"Puff!" It sank into His body.
He did not frown, nor did he show any expression of pain. Blood flowed and dripped onto the pure white ground.
Flames burst out from His wounds, melting the arrows without leaving any ash.
Vifiya jumped back lightly, and saw Him stand up straight. A huge force spread out from His blood, and a huge magical storm swept across the entire space.
A teleportation array appeared when the magic power appeared, teleporting everyone near the goddess together.
Isidore stepped in front of everyone, protecting them while countless magic circles unfolded from above.
Thesmera raised her eyes, and the beam of magic flashed brightly in her pupilless eyes.
He raised his hand calmly and moved his fingertips.
The direction of all magic circle attacks suddenly changed!
Valega spread his wings, spun around, and wrapped himself in the beam of light that was already mid-air, causing his direction to deviate.
A huge magic circle unfolded beneath Kaharun's feet, and intricate runes shot straight towards the beam of light.
“Bang, bang, bang!”
The attack was indeed interrupted, but he still uncontrollably discovered that the magic power in the attack that was changed by the goddess had undergone some changes. It was penetrating his magic power and tracing back to the essence of the magic power.
And now, in just less than half a second, the unfamiliar magic in his body was rushing unscrupulously, and the pain was so intense from the inside out that he couldn't help but shudder and tried his best to swallow the rusty taste in his throat.
We can't distract others at this time.
The remaining magic power was like snow, floating down slowly and seemed to be dancing.
A silver light shone in Valega's sun and moon pupils, and the remaining magic power turned into sharp needles.
Magic power surged from Isidore's palm, sweeping over the fine needles and striking him.
The magic power of both of them poured out continuously without any pause.
Thesmera quickly released a magic circle, and the fine needles splashed and disappeared in the magic circle.
A slight clicking sound fell into his ears, and he lowered his eyes. The magic circle was gradually becoming difficult to maintain due to the combined magic power of Valega and Isidore.
As He expected, His power had been greatly weakened over the past thousand years in order to delay the demise of the world.
He also understood that the battle could not last too long.
Arnold, Osa, and Avril ran with swords in hand, their swords flashing as they cut off the remaining attacks along the way.
He ignored the cracks in the magic circle and closed his eyes.
The golden blood on the ground had not yet solidified, but suddenly it gathered into a drop of blood, fell down, and created ripples.
“Bang!”
The magic circle shattered, and surging magic needles pierced his chest.
For Him, this was a wonderful feeling, because children could not kill their mothers. The children's magic power passed through His body, causing more of a different kind of pain.
A twisted, sad, subtle kind of helplessness.
The children coming with swords were right before his eyes, and arrows were flying towards his forehead from a distance.
He opened his arms as if to welcome the children's embrace.
The blood flowed down His body, sliding silently.
Another drop of blood fell.
“Boom.”
The moment the blood drop merged into the blood, it tried to struggle upwards, but it was unable to break through the shackles of the blood and return to the blood itself.
Everyone heard the graceful sound of someone falling into the water, and they could inexplicably imagine the ripples on the calm water's surface.
"Bang!"
The magic-filled long sword suddenly broke, and pieces of it fell to the pure white ground.
Arnold and Aulite reacted quickly and dropped their sword hilts. In response to the attack that had already been launched, they clenched their fists.
Osha instantly used the power of the elves to shape the sword, stabilized it with magic, and stabbed down without hesitation.
Golden blood dripped down the hem of his elegant blue and black dress, but he did not look disheveled.
In the boundless crimson-purple hexagram, the mulberry flowers appeared faintly, bloomed and then disappeared. The tip of the sword surrounded by smoke appeared silently, and the collision between the two solid objects made a dull sound.
The wings on the hilt spread out, and the colorful light smoke rushed out of the sword again. With a tough posture, power surged into the hexagram.
Under the control of Valega and Isidore, the magic needles that pierced his body once again pierced towards Thesmera, split into two, perfectly avoided Vifiya in front, and condensed into a ball behind her.
"Crack." A tiny crack appeared on the hexagram.
Thesmera was not panicked. He lowered his eyes and looked at Vifiya, whose whole body was wrapped in the rules of the world by Valega, and slowly curled the corners of his lips.
Intense pure magic power burst out from his body, and a vast wave of magic power suddenly surged, sweeping across the entire pure white space mercilessly.
Everyone was uncontrollably blown away like sand by the wind and waves. Osa's sword changed direction, and the endless magic power and elf power kept the sword unchanged. It rubbed against the ground, splashing light blue spots.
A transparent thin blade formed by His pure magic power attacked her before she could control her body. She could not help but turn sideways with difficulty, but the thin blade still cut into her stomach, and she couldn't help but groan.
No one except Osha noticed his attack.
The pure white space had no edge. Before being blown away, Kaharun cast his magic power towards Arnold and Aulite, trying to stabilize their bodies as quickly as possible.
The strange magic was like a bone scraper, scraping across his body over and over again. Even with his magic as a buffer, Arnold and Avril could still clearly hear the sound of bones breaking when they fell to the ground.
Compared with them, Vifia's situation was much better. The magic of Valega and Isidore was forced to be interrupted. The latter deployed a teleportation array despite the possible magic disorder and hugged her. It was Isidore who fell to the ground.
The arrow that originally hit his forehead changed direction without anyone noticing.
Under the uncontrollable wind direction, Fei Yi had no way to dodge in mid-air. She watched helplessly as the arrow pierced her shoulder. She couldn't help but feel the pain. After realizing that her head was about to hit the ground, she gritted her teeth and was about to turn around, but a cold hand firmly grabbed her bleeding shoulder.
Rather than the pain, Yu Guang's elegant blue and black dress attracted her full attention first. She immediately became alarmed and raised her head.
Thesmera's eyes were gentle: "You have something to ask me, child."
Facing her vigilance, His expression did not change, as if He had great patience with His child. He repeated, "You have something to ask me, child."
Those who were still able to stagger to their feet were full of vigilance. Fei Yi was too close to Him, and they did not dare to act rashly.
Fei Yi's mind went blank. She always knew what she was good at. In battle, she was not good at frontal attacks. Now that she was in His hands, she didn't think she could do anything to Him.
So, she asked obediently in a hoarse voice, "If it already exists, why take it back?"
Thesmera saw the stubbornness in the girl's eyes. This was a problem that had troubled her for a long time. No, in fact, she already understood it.
"No reason."
She created life inadvertently, and life is a passing process.
She just needed a reason to live, just like when she was a child, she created a playmate named Eddie in order to survive.
Eddie died, and with him died all her years of desire to live.
Life will not give up on itself easily, especially when there is still obsession.
Obsession is a good thing. It can allow a soul that has almost lost its color to move forward while dragging its heavy past.
A fragile and breakable object can disguise itself as indestructible.
When the obsession that supports her is gone, what will be left of her soul?
Now, He broke her obsession.
The reason for her pursuit has never been a reason, and the method she pursues is like the magic power she no longer possesses and will never come back.
Only a vast void remains.
“Tick-tock.”
God's colorless child shed tears before Him.
She said, "I know."
She clasped His wrists with both her hands and smiled.
So, she came to the pure white space not to ask questions.
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