The Arcane City, Lugia.
The most prosperous hotel in Constantine district.
Char looked at the azure light screen in his mind and breathed a sigh of relief.
【Yui】
【Phase: Growth】
[Soul Contract Status: Fifth Soul Contract (Char.Egut)]
[Battle Level: 53 (Level 5)]
[Racial level: Low-level emperor (level 6)]
[Pet skills: Fire Source (Transcendent), Metal Creation (Transcendent), Giant Armament (Perfect)]
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[External equipment: Sky Patrol. Sword of Damocles (resolution 90%), "Fantasy Collapse. Soul Fission" (resolution 90%)]
Char and Airola stayed in the arcane city of Lugia for a week.
On the one hand, Su Lun, the Saint of the Dawn, rarely came out of the Holy Court for a few days, so the three of them traveled together in the city where they had lived together.
On the other hand, Char was also cooperating with Yui and getting familiar with the two structures.
That was the biggest trump card that Char had spent a lot of money to prepare for himself, so he had no choice but to be cautious.
After seven days, the preparation phase was successfully completed.
As a new pet joining the team, Yui's attributes were maxed out by Char at all costs.
He had almost used up the last of Char's Sands of Time. If he hadn't been rewarded with the favorability and reputation he had gained from important figures when he exited Echoes of History for the first time, Char might not have had enough Sands of Time.
Yui's treatment made the other three little ones in Char's soul contract space extremely envious, and they were so jealous that they were about to bubble up.
Damn it, can a daughter who recognizes her mother as her biological daughter do whatever she wants?
Especially Red, thinking back to when she first joined the team, she was treated like Char's own daughter. All the resources and point-adding opportunities were thrown to her mindlessly, and she even had the exclusive position of Char's hug pillow.
But now, the boomerang from that year has finally landed on me, and now it's my turn to be old and ugly and have to be jealous of the newcomers.
Speaking of which——
It seems that a big part of Yui's current status is due to recognizing Su Lun as her mother.
Then...can I also find an opportunity to recognize myself as a relative of the Blue Silver Witch Mother?
Sylvia wouldn't deny her daughter, right?
Chihong fell into deep thought, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that this matter was highly feasible.
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Click.
The door lock of the hotel suite was opened, and then the door was opened.
Airola walked into the bedroom carrying shopping bags of various sizes.
Since moving to the manor in the Black Lily District, the two of them have been sleeping in the same bed, and now in Lugia's hotel is no exception.
"You're back?"
Char didn't need to look back, he knew who was coming just by the footsteps and spoke casually.
"Yeah, I went shopping with Su Lun."
"She had to go back to the Holy Court in the evening, so she wandered around for a while."
Arora walked to the large bed and put down the shopping bag containing new clothes.
She is not the type who likes to dress up on a daily basis, but it seems that under Su Lun's stimulation, she has become interested in this aspect recently.
Char was naturally happy to see this happen, after all, he could also unlock more ways to play.
Moreover, Xiao Ai now seems more human, instead of the indifferent, lifeless killing machine in the military.
However, after returning to the bedroom, Airola did not meditate and practice before going to bed as usual.
She just sat silently beside the bed, and then quietly stared at Char's profile.
Could it be that the affair with Su Lun was discovered?
Xiao Ai's death stare made Xia feel a little uneasy.
During these days, Su Lun had secretly visited me several times without Xiao Ai's knowledge.
Except for the last step, everything has been done.
I can only say that this girl is really good.
The girls around Char are all different in their own ways.
His relationship with Xiao Ai is more like that of an old couple. They understand each other without words, and love and affection coexist.
Sylvia, on the other hand, is more like the white moonlight that is reunited after a long absence, with a hint of fantasy.
And Su Lun is the kind of lover who enjoys playing.
Just when Char was about to raise the white flag of surrender due to the death gaze from his concubine, Airola suddenly spoke.
"Are you planning to go to that kind of place again?"
The girl's cold voice rang in Char's ears.
That kind of place...what kind of place? The kind where Suellen and I had our fight?
This was Char's first reaction, but he quickly realized it... Xiao Ai called him by his name this time instead of starting with "Char."
So, what she said was actually the echo of history.
"Um."
Char nodded.
Airola already knew about the remnants of history when Char entered for the second time, or it could be said that Char had no intention of hiding it from her.
Coupled with the subsequent coma in the bathroom and Sylvia's appearance, Aurora could roughly guess some things.
And Airola has never been the type to ask questions.
With the tacit understanding between them, if Char didn't say anything, Airola wouldn't ask.
But this time, I don’t know why Airola would bring it up on her own initiative.
The blonde girl stared at Char's profile with her beautiful ice-blue eyes: "Is it dangerous this time?"
"Fortunately, it's much safer than the last time I was unconscious."
This is true. Although the enemy that Char has to face this time is far stronger than the one he faced in the ancient country of Cang Ting, he has an immortal body.
I'm not afraid of death, I'm afraid of not dying.
"Then this time, will you leave me another debt of love like you did before...like Miss Elvia, the chairman of Baitata?"
"Probably, no."
Char recalled the information from Esganiya.
At least so far, there should not have been a situation like the Blue Silver Witch.
After listening to Char's answer, Airola nodded with satisfaction.
With the tacit understanding between the two, she could naturally tell that Xia was not lying.
Arora stretched out her white palm, and a miniature silver lance quietly appeared above her.
"In fact, about two weeks ago, when you entered that place again, I felt that there were some unusual movements in Longomyniad."
"Its recovery seems to have accelerated once again... But I didn't know the details at the time. I could only devote myself to meditation and digest the feedback from the lifting of the blockade of Rongomyniad."
She tilted her head and then spoke.
The cold voice became a little lighter at this moment.
"However, after I have completely mastered the advanced level of Rungominiad."
"I discovered that I seem to be able to control Rongomyniad to a certain extent in the abnormal time and space you are going to."
A hint of joy flashed across the blonde girl's beautiful sky-blue eyes.
When she first learned about the danger Char was facing and she was unable to help him, Airola felt very uncomfortable.
But when he saw with his own eyes the black-haired boy, who he had depended on for survival, fainting in the bathroom, the discomfort he felt turned into panic.
The fear of being abandoned by the whole world.
Even though he had sworn in that snowstorm that he would be useful to Char, and even though he considered himself to be the sharpest sword beside Char.
But when Char was in danger in another world, she could only wait silently in her safe home, powerless to do anything.
That feeling of powerlessness lingered in Aurora's heart every moment, and almost became a horrible nightmare for the girl in the middle of the night.
Airola had thought more than once, if Char couldn't come back from the other world... then what should she do.
However, she never revealed this thought, because Airola knew that it was a decision made by Char after careful consideration.
In this case, all she could do was to support Char's decision unconditionally...her weak tears and worries were meaningless and would only distract Char and become a burden to him.
And Xia Ya has never been the kind of male protagonist in Qiong Yao dramas who needs women to cry for him.
So during these days, Airola just stayed in the meditation room silently without saying a word, practicing like crazy.
And as if there was a resonance, the girl's longing for the holy spear finally received a response.
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"Is that true?"
After hearing Airola's description, Xia couldn't help but be stunned.
But then he came back to his senses thoughtfully.
According to history, the holy spear held by Airola did leave a great reputation in the history of Esgania before the establishment of the Foresta Empire.
"With the status of that holy spear, is it qualified to interfere with time and space?"
"Yes, in terms of mystery, that holy spear has even surpassed the eighth level, which is the limit of the throne level."
Xia couldn't help but fall into deep thought.
The last time they were in harmony in the spirit world, Sylvia not only had an intimate relationship with him, but also shared a lot of his knowledge and secrets of mysticism.
Originally, his own rank was not high enough, and the legend, as well as the extraordinary realm above the legend, was always shrouded in mystery, and he only had a vague understanding of it from hearsay.
But with the unreserved explanation of a throne-level beastmaster, many mysteries are no longer mysteries.
For example... Sylvia told him.
There are two necessary conditions to become a legend:
The first is to sublimate one's own spiritual power into a complete spiritual ocean.
And the other condition... is to "feel the flow of time", or in other words, to truly perceive the existence of the long river of time.
From the seventh ring to the eighth ring, from legend to throne... if you want to cross the throne boundary, there is still a huge hurdle -
Leave your own mark in the long river of time and in history.
Sylvia's own accumulation had actually already reached the limit of legend, but she broke through to the throne level only after she had been asleep for more than three hundred years.
Because only then did her deeds as the "Builder of the White Tower" become ancient enough to be sublimated into an imprint of history, leaving her own footprints in the long river of time.
Or in other words -
Every throne is actually a living history and has truly touched the realm of the law of time.
Of course, according to Sylvia, her imprint in the river of time has only been five hundred years, so her control over the laws of time is still very crude, and most of the time she can only watch but not touch.
But guessing...
The so-called true gods above the Eight Rings and Demigods... do they have the ability to look back to the past and see the future?
"Leaving their own mark in history... In other words, every powerful person who has achieved the throne is actually an old Deng who has lived for who knows how many years?"
Xia quickly put aside this disrespectful speculation, because he felt that if he said this, he didn't know how many old men would be offended.
"But if you really say so... I have left my mark in history. I am even known as the 'forgotten man of time'."
"That is to say, when I break through the throne, there shouldn't be any bottleneck."
"And if Xiao Ai can control the Holy Lance and leave traces in the echoes of history, does that also count as writing a piece of history?"
Xia felt himself getting a little moved.
Will Xiao Ai be trained to the throne level?
It feels like playing a game to develop a beautiful girl.
He shook his head and temporarily put these distracting thoughts out of his mind.
Char thought for a moment, then looked back at the blonde girl in front of him.
"Then let's... do an experiment?"
Coincidentally, after staying in Lugia for seven days, Char was ready.
Originally, I wanted to wait until Su Lun left, then return to the imperial capital and enter the remnants of history.
But it’s better to do it now than to wait for a better day.
"oh."
The blonde girl nodded.
She didn't care about things like historical imprints or the potential for the throne... The only thing Airola was afraid of was being no longer needed by Char.
And now that I can finally help Char, that is enough.
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As Char's thoughts moved slightly, he once again activated the remnants of history.
The only difference was that unlike the previous times when he locked himself in the bathroom, this time, Char entered by lying on the bed, resting his head on the beautiful girl's thighs.
This is the benefit of having a wife since childhood.
And along with Char's consciousness, he entered the echoes of history.
Everything around in the real world, whether it is the flowing night or the flickering candlelight, is frozen.
The only exception is the soft double bed in the center of the hotel suite.
There was a faint mystery flowing around the Holy Spear, allowing time on the bed to flow at a normal rate.
"Go, Rungominiad."
"In that time and space, Char is your master, and his orders are my orders."
"Even if you are broken, you must protect him."
Airola looked at the tiny holy spear and spoke softly.
The next moment, the pure silver lance burst into a dazzling light.
As time surged, this ancient holy relic broke through the long river of time, flowed upstream, and soon disappeared from the world.
The blonde girl just watched all this in silence.
After a long time, she lifted up a few strands of light golden hair that fell on her forehead and looked at the black-haired boy who seemed to be sleeping soundly under her.
A blush appeared on Airola's pretty face. She looked at Xia's sleeping face for a long time, then suddenly leaned over and kissed him on the lips.
"You must come back."
The girl's voice was so soft that it was almost drowned out by the whistling evening breeze, but it carried an indescribable determination.
"If I can't come back..."
"You know what I'm going to do."
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Esgania.
Char stood on the city wall, feeling the foul breath that was unique to the creatures of the abyss floating over the wasteland, and his black robe of Akatsuki with red clouds fluttered in the wind.
"Then let's get started."
"Black Knight Cain's——"
"The last dance."
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