Chapter 42 His Lament (I) My Eternal Soul
Only a little blue light remained in the sky, and the last flower in the desert was gradually withering.
Vifiya didn't know how much time had passed since she saw Long Li again and again. She was just a bystander and could not intervene.
The flower doesn't know, because it is about to wither.
The sky doesn't know either, it itself is false.
The dragon became happy again. He danced barefoot in the yellow sand, and sang softly:
"Blue is free, the sky is free,
My eternal soul, with my broken heart,
Tear apart the imprisoned thoughts of mankind, and strangle all injustices with joy,
..."
What is freedom?
…
The ninth time I saw a dragon.
He squatted down, the gold in his palm was almost inaudible, but he still looked down at the only flower in the desert with a smile in his eyes. The scorched yellow branches and leaves turned green again under the irrigation of power, and the petals were bright and full.
He panted weakly, then stood up and smiled with satisfaction.
Vifiya inexplicably felt that forgetting everything was not a bad thing for the dragon. At least, he would no longer be in pain.
The girl turned around, her blue pupils were bright, but her lips were pale.
He walked towards the abandoned statue not far away, slowly but lightly.
Vephia's eyes followed Him, one step, two steps, three steps, four steps...
The girl stopped unexpectedly. For some reason, Vifiya felt a sudden pain in her heart. For no reason, she had a bad premonition.
The smile on his lips slowly faded, and the happiness in his eyes was gone. In his pupils, there was the numbness and sadness she had seen several times before...
No, there were other emotions this time.
The girl touched her heart with a trembling hand in disbelief. Her blue pupils suddenly shrank and her hands tightened little by little. Her lips trembled, her eyes were filled with grief, and hot tears fell. She wanted to say something, but her mouth opened and closed, and no sound came out.
He hugged himself, his whole body trembling uncontrollably, and in the end, he could only utter the syllables "ah", "ah", and "ah".
Vifiya couldn't help but move forward. In her sight, the girl saw blood spurting out of her mouth and coughing uncontrollably. Every time she coughed, blood gushed out like a fountain.
Her steps became faster and faster until she was almost at His side.
She suddenly stopped, feeling a sharp pain in her heart. What kind of feeling was that? It was like the wound on her body was almost healed, but the scab was torn open artificially, and a silver needle was inserted into it one by one, and then it was pressed in even harder.
Then, she felt a tingling pain all over her body. The pain was like her arm being torn off, and she almost fainted.
The sound of Long's pain was in my ears: "Ah——"
The red mist on the silver bracelet crawled out and wrapped around her arm, and all of Vifiya's discomfort disappeared.
Her chest rose and fell, and the pain seemed still vivid. The feeling just now could only belong to Him.
Vifiya raised her head in panic. She saw His face clearly. There were golden tears on His face.
She extended her hand and took a step forward. He lifted his eyelids and their eyes met.
Vephia paused, holding her breath. She only heard the dragon's voice, light and airy, as if it would be blown away. "They ate me," he said.
The world spun in an instant.
The tenth time I saw a dragon.
Golden blood flowed from the girl's hand holding the sharp blade. No, that was not a sharp blade at all, it was blunt.
He stabbed his throat harder and harder. When he couldn't pierce it the first time, he pulled it out again, twice, three times...
The red eyes are reflected in gold.
Vifiya's breath was choked, and she rushed over. He fell in front of her, and she couldn't catch anything.
His breath was gradually fading away.
Vifiya squatted down and tried to stop the bleeding in a hurry, but her hand passed through the girl. She was completely stunned. She forgot that she was just a bystander and she could do nothing. This was not reality.
In other words, in the real world, He is already dead.
He no longer shed tears. He quietly felt life returning to chaos and felt the final dissipation of the consciousness of "I".
Vifiya clenched her hands, and the sound of the dragon crying blood could be heard in her ears:
"Why? Why did they do this to me? Was it because I didn't take good care of them? Was it because I didn't save enough people?"
"I clearly kept my word and followed the agreement."
"I helped them, I won the war, I crowned them with the laurels of victory. I want them to be happy. I want to achieve peace with minimal casualties. I want all races in this world to gain the courage to take to the sky from this land."
"I want them all to have wings."
"I want them to be free to find their own paths and get along well with each other."
"I obviously love them so much."
"Five hundred and thirty-one years!"
"Why?"
Did He really not know why? Yes, He did.
Buma Lingdalie is wise, but the clearer he is, the more painful he is.
Because humans are also His children.
Will He also run away? Yes, He is also a mother.
As a human being, Vifiya had nowhere to hide from the questioning.
How should she answer? How should she answer? How should she answer?
She couldn't answer.
The golden weapon piercing the girl's neck was the weapon he had gathered with his last bit of strength to bid farewell to this world.
Vifiya's nose felt sore, she closed her eyes, and tears fell, unable to bear to see Him disappear with her own eyes.
What is freedom?
No one can define freedom, including freedom itself.
The only flower in the yellow sand is gorgeous and charming. It does not understand the death of the Creator, nor His pain, it knows nothing.
Suddenly, a breeze blew by, and the flowers swayed in the splashing dust. The wind touched Vifiya's skin. She opened her eyes in surprise, only to find herself in another place.
"Human?"
Before she could see where the sound came from, a golden light hit her from the corner of her eye.
Vifiya subconsciously rolled forward to avoid the attack, bent her knees to steady her body, and raised her eyes. In just a moment, she saw the girl in the purple dress coming towards her with a flying blade in her bare hands.
The moment she saw the girl clearly, Vifiya couldn't help but be dazed. In just a moment, the flying blade was already in front of her. Years of sensing danger made her instinctively turn sideways.
"Bang!"
The flying blade slashed on the white border, leaving no trace.
Vifiya turned towards the girl and blurted out, "Ga."
A strong wind blew her hair, and the girl's hand was just a hair's breadth away from her forehead, but suddenly stopped, changed direction, and reached for her neck.
Vifiya quickly grabbed the girl's hand, her blue pupils full of hostility.
He did not break free from her hand, but instead curled his lips and sneered, "You are quite bold."
After saying that, he grabbed her other hand tightly, making her unable to move.
A golden light lit up under her feet, and under the magic circle, golden vines were spreading their fangs and claws, trying to get close to her and tear her apart.
Even so, Vifiya had no intention of struggling, and the sadness for Him in her red eyes had been replaced by calmness.
It was an undeniable fact that he wanted to kill her. It was one thing to regret his past, but it was another to feel that he wanted to kill her now.
She was not so stupid as to indulge the protagonist in every way or even be willing to be hurt by the protagonist just because of the sadness in the story.
"How do you know this name?" He asked cautiously.
Vifiya did not answer His question. Instead, she stared into His eyes, the same blue as Osa's. She tilted her head slightly and said, "Valega."
God wanted her to witness the story of the dragon, so God would not allow her to die here.
If he wants her to stand on his side, he should show enough sincerity.
The vines suddenly stretched out on both sides towards Vifia, with sharp tails, and attacked quickly.
Her silver bracelet suddenly emitted a subtle purple light, and the vines instantly dissipated, with specks of golden light falling on her and Valega.
Valega's face was full of astonishment. This was the first time in over nine hundred years that he felt the power of his best friend in this place.
He tightened his grip on Vifiya's hand, but why did it have to be a human?
He squeezed out each word, "Why do you possess the divine power of Thesmera?"
The dragon in front of him was completely different from the dragon that died in front of Vifiya. Even though she possessed the power that he was familiar with, his face was still full of hostility, even... resentment.
She said softly, "You hate humans."
"Huh?" Valega raised an eyebrow, as if hearing something strange. "Why? Do humans want to kill me completely?"
He did not deny it.
Vifiya still gave an irrelevant answer: "Have you been here for nine hundred years?"
From the time humans established their empire to the time the Eastern Continent was divided into three countries, a full nine hundred years have passed.
Vifiya suddenly felt the temperature around her drop significantly, as if the air was being squeezed. Valega's vertical blue pupils were like a thick layer of ice. "You should know that you are still alive only because you have the power of Thesmera."
This time it was Vifiya who laughed out loud, as if she had really guessed right.
She pulled her hand free from His grasp, grasped His arm, and pulled, bringing them much closer. "Don't you want to be free?"
His expression didn't change, but Vifiya still knew what he was thinking. He had been betrayed by humans and now hated them. How could he possibly believe her words? It was indeed unbelievable for a human to say that he would be free, but...
She leaned close to His face, and the lines on His pupils were clearly visible. "Can't you see it? Do you want to take a closer look?"
Although it was a nonsensical sentence, there was a hint of surprise on Valega's face. In his blue vertical pupils, dots of gold appeared faintly along the lines of the pupils, concentrating on a point in the center.
He looked Vifiya up and down, and finally stopped at her ruby-like eyes. He raised his eyebrows, let go of her hand, and distanced himself from her.
He turned and walked away without saying a word.
This means being willing to trust her.
Vifiya followed behind Him and said, "I think you need to apologize to me."
"I didn't hurt you."
“I was also emotionally damaged.”
"Don't push your luck."
"There's another Valega, right?"
Valega suddenly stopped and turned back with a sharp look, while Vifiya smiled innocently.
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