The silver moon appears, reflecting into reality.
Sylvia's pupils lost focus.
And Char bit his tongue hard.
The smell of blood filled Char's mouth, and through the stimulation of the pain, Char forced himself to boost his mental strength, which was already close to exhaustion.
Then, Char gathered the meager mental strength that had been stimulated.
Using "Tsukuyomi", the girl's memory is being rewritten.
After stabbing Morningstar Hill in the back, Sylvia's memories of herself were erased and removed from her soul.
Then, fill it in with new, rewoven memories.
A naive and romantic little girl who has been imprisoned in the garden since childhood——
...
...
It is impossible to survive the "Land of Disaster" period where the kingdom is in decline, evil cults and beasts are rampant, and the abyss is lurking.
but--
Hatred can change a person.
Let the originally naive and innocent girl learn to be cautious.
Learn to hide your strength and identity.
Learn to always be wary of others.
"so--"
"Hate me, Sylvia."
"This hatred, this hatred...will become your food."
"Become you to survive in this disorderly world and become strong--"
"Ultimately, the power to climb to the top of the world."
In Xia's eyes, the rotating silver moon slowly dissipated and eventually turned into nothingness.
After doing all this, Xia took Sylvia's hand and led her step by step to the metal disc.
Xia took out a tissue and wiped the ashes off Sylvia's fair cheeks, and then tidied up the girl's long hair that was messed up by the strong wind.
Then, Xia used up the last of his strength to activate the switch of the teleportation array.
The next moment.
A crystal blue magic light rang out.
On the metal disc, the mysterious rune array began to operate. The sound of the mechanical gears turning echoed with the glow of the magic runes, illuminating Sylvia's dull eyes.
And at the same time the metal disc began to rotate.
Char's figure also began to become blurry little by little, emitting countless illusory points of light.
At this moment, having lost the protection of the remnants of history, he was just struggling to survive under the erosion of the long river of time.
Now that all the processes have been completed, there is naturally no point in struggling to hold on here any longer.
Char's gaze rested on Sylvia, who was enveloped in the glow of magical power.
He moved the corners of his bloodless mouth and raised a slight smile.
"If my idea is correct..."
"So, Sylvia."
"Maybe--"
"At the end of that time."
"We may meet again someday..."
The next moment.
From the burning city came a blast of hot wind.
When the desolate wind dissipated, Char and Sylvia were no longer visible in the ruins of the Cang Ting capital.
Only the last words remained, disappearing along with the broken light.
…
I don’t know how much time passed.
In the deep mountains on the border of Cang Ting Principality, Sylvia slowly woke up.
The girl looked around with a blank look, and then gradually became firm and cold.
Her last complete memory was of the sea of flowers in Morningstar Hill and Xia's cold blood-red blade.
Later, Sylvia's memory became incomplete.
Perhaps because she was seriously injured and unconscious, the time she was awake was extremely short and only a few fragments of her memory remained.
The general process is that Char and Norton's ambitions were discovered by the elders of the family, and a war broke out between the two sides.
The battle was extremely intense, and Norton's plan ultimately failed because it triggered the backlash of the seal.
But the Brunstadt family also paid a heavy price, as almost all the elders and clan members died in this battle.
Sylvia accidentally absorbed a part of the divinity that broke the seal during that battle, and was sent out by several family elders who activated the secret teleportation array hidden in the mansion.
And the moment she was teleported out, Char was the only living person left in the mansion.
He is also the final winner.
He looked with indifferent eyes at Sylvia who was being teleported away by the family elders who were desperately guarding her. The sharp blade in his hand had just been pulled out from the neck of an elder, causing a string of blood.
"Sylvia, you are too weak."
"You are so weak that you don't even have the qualifications to intervene in this battle and take revenge on me."
"You are not worth being killed right now."
"My stupid sister."
"If you want to kill me, then hate me, despise me..." "Then, live on in ugliness."
…
“Char—”
"elder brother."
The girl stretched out her white fingers and took out the amethyst hairpin from her hair.
In those beautiful eyes that were a mixture of chestnut and silver—
All the confusion, innocence, romance and longing that once belonged to the girl have disappeared.
In those indifferent eyes that were frozen into ice and no longer contained a trace of impurities——
All that remained was the indescribable frost.
"Since you think I am not worth being killed right now."
"Then I will definitely stand at the top."
"Then."
"I will repay you for everything you have done for me..."
…
On that day, multiple divine descents occurred in the ancient country of Cang Ting.
The majesty of a mythical creature walking the earth could be seen even from thousands of miles away, making the surrounding kingdoms uneasy.
Several legends were alarmed and waited on the border, waiting for the war of gods to begin.
But in the end, the several divine incarnations searched for several days but found nothing, and finally could only take back the power in vain.
The Principality of Cang Ting also fell apart under the residual power of God's descent and soon became history.
There is a legend that based on the traces of divine power left at the scene, it was determined to be a follow-up to the descent of gods caused by the breaking of the seal at dusk.
Therefore, in the ancient books of later generations, there was an additional line of words:
"The Duchy of Cang Ting was destroyed by the Twilight Disaster in the 346th year of the Holy Calendar."
A few years later, a female beastmaster rose up like a comet.
On the Western Continent, which was still shrouded in the "Land of Disaster" at that time, he wrote down his own glorious name.
In just a few years, she was promoted to the title rank, and her title was "Blue Silver Witch".
But when Sylvia regained her real name and began to search in the Western Continent.
But she found that she could no longer find any trace of Char.
It was as if, ever since the day when the gods descended, the young man named Xia Egut had disappeared from the entire Western Continent.
Later, a few more years passed.
When Sylvia ascended to the throne of legend.
When the spiritual power is sublimated and perfected, and turned into a spiritual ocean, and you can overlook your soul and mind from a higher dimension——
She just discovered the traces of rewriting in the depths of her soul, as well as the blank memory fragments that had been extracted.
And the last words Char left for her.
On that day, the "Silver Witch" Sylvia built a pure white tower on the golden plains across the Grand Sea.
And in that secondary plane, there was a palace shrouded in frozen dusk.
That was the bedroom she built for herself.
It can also be said to be a cemetery where one buries oneself.
Many powerful people therefore regard Sylvia as an outlier among legends.
Although the divine realm that countless legends dreamed of was within her reach, Sylvia had never shown the slightest interest in it.
She became stronger, seemingly just to wait for someone to come back in this world.
"Brother Char left me one last message."
"Will we meet again at the end of time?"
"In that case."
"Then let me wait for you to come back."
"I want you to tell me in person the truth you concealed that day, and what kind of feelings do you have for me?"
"Whether it's a hundred years or a thousand years..."
"As long as you haven't come back, I will keep waiting."
——Excerpt from "The Diary of the Blue Silver Witch", page 704, Holy Calendar Year 360, Flower Month, Day 13.
This is the last page of "Diary of the Blue Silver Witch" that is frozen in the Dusk Palace.
Later.
Five hundred years passed.
The end of "Land of Disaster".
The chaotic era in which saints were shed in blood and mythical creatures such as demigods and angels walked the world came to an end.
The descent of God also became an illusory legend, circulated only in the poems of bards.
Legend has once again become the supreme existence in the Western Continent.
And the long-sealed "Diary of the Blue Silver Witch" was opened again five hundred years later.
Then, a new chapter was written.
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