You ran a complete simulation.
[Your life is like a brilliant meteor, although it is short, it leaves a bright enough mark]
[You are a sanctuary magician who is proficient in multiple elements. You have unparalleled comprehensiveness in elemental creation. You are a true elemental master.]
[You are proficient in the dragon clan's communication methods, and are a rare person that the dragon clan respects.]
[You have profound insights and superb skills in many fields. You are the most knowledgeable mortal in the world.]
[You successfully raised the witch and taught her to become an independent person. You died under the witch's gaze, with no regrets in your heart.]
[Simulation ends, start counting the wonderful moments]
[Calculating simulation evaluation...]
[Simulation rewards are being generated...]
"Are you back?"
His eyes flickered.
The scene in front of him changed silently, from the architectural style of the magical world to the real world, and Xu Xi himself was sitting on the sofa in the living room.
There was a slight buzzing in my head, but it soon returned to normal, and the vitality brought by my young body filled my whole body again.
"No wonder so many emperors in history always wanted to regain their youth."
"The taste of aging..."
"It's really uncomfortable."
He clenched his fists slightly, feeling the power surging in his body, and then let out a breath.
When he was in the magical world, he could clearly feel that his body functions were getting worse day by day, and he watched himself become so weak that he felt tired even when walking.
That feeling.
Xu Xi really doesn't want to experience it a second time.
"I don't know how Krisa is doing after the simulation is over," Xu Xi lay back, his body limp on the sofa.
Waiting for the simulator to complete.
Xu Xi was a little worried.
After her death, will the weak, pitiful and helpless witch be discovered by the gods in heaven and return to her helpless life of escape again?
In the quiet house, Xu Xi's thoughts were a little confused, and finally turned into a sigh.
…………
Quiet.
It was incredibly quiet.
In the courtyard, in the house, next to the bed in the bedroom.
Everything and everything fell into absolute silence.
No, there is still a sound, it is the sound of dripping tears, the embodiment of condensed despair, falling to the ground with deep sorrow.
it hurts……
My heart aches...
The witch sat sluggishly on the bedside, holding the old hand that had already turned cold with both hands, trying to warm it with her own body temperature.
But it's useless, absolutely useless.
The once warm sun no longer has any warmth.
The light that once brought salvation will never appear again.
His voice, his appearance, everything about him, became dim from then on, and the witch fell into the bottomless abyss along with him.
"Teacher, you lied to me..."
"The power of love is not infinite at all..."
Krisa spoke softly.
Hot tears kept falling, wetting my cheeks, and finally dripping onto that cold, old hand.
She loves.
Deeply in love.
Eternal love for Xu Xi.
However, the love that was so strong that it occupied her whole body and soul did not give the witch the power to save everything. She could only watch Xu Xi pass away silently in front of her.
In the end, only the immortal monster was left, still sitting there intact.
Hands tremble.
Constantly regretting my own powerlessness.
Unable to catch the fluttering and withering flower.
It hurts, it really hurts, so much so that my whole body and soul are filled with sorrow, and I hate my own weakness and humility.
"Teacher..."
"I will wait for you until we meet again."
Krisa could no longer bear the sadness in her heart.
"Ah, ah...ah...ah..." She cried hoarsely, covering her desperate face tightly with her ten fingers. She seemed to want to cry loudly, but her throat was already so dry that she could not continue.
In the end, only the crystal tears kept falling.
Creates spots of water light on the floor.
Gradually, along with the witch's hoarse and mournful cry, the little blank space that was originally left in the middle of the black and gold eyes began to change and distort.
A strange red color appeared.
That is the color of blood.
That is the color of the heart.
That is the color of love.
The witch's eyes were completely transformed, showing the three magical colors of black, red and gold. An invisible and mysterious power surged in her body, helping her to open the shackles. Silently, she was promoted from a sanctuary magician to a demigod.
The elements approached her, the world came close to her, and all things bowed their heads to show their goodwill.
In sharp contrast to the witch is Xu Xi's dead, aging body.
The breeze is howling.
The body turned into tiny invisible powder and disintegrated bit by bit in front of the witch, taking away the last thought and the last support.
The mortal body was too weak and had already decayed beyond recognition after years of oppression from the saint-level spiritual power.
now.
Finally, it died a normal death.
"Mentor..." The witch watched quietly, sitting quietly, as if isolated from the whole world.
Her heart was almost dead.
But she decided to wait, as an immortal monster, waiting and searching until she met Xu Xi again.
But before that...
"The mentor's instructions," Krisa said to herself.
She remembered that Xu Xi had explained many things to her before, and those were all arrangements for her.
Maybe it will come in handy, maybe it won't, but the witch doesn't care. She just wants to collect all the traces and keep them with her.
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The magic circle in the meditation room...
The dragon blood grass in the courtyard...
Bedroom desk collection...
The information in the study...
The witch moved like a puppet, without any extra thoughts, and mechanically completed Xu Xi's instructions one by one.
After entering the study, the first thing she saw was a large stack of manuscripts on the table, which attracted her attention.
Most of the contents are magic created by the Xu family, as well as some research on how to become a god.
Krisa put them away and was about to leave when she suddenly noticed that there was a small bulge in the inside of the study wall, buried deep among the books.
“That’s…”
The witch was puzzled as to what kind of information would require Xu Xi to store it so deeply.
She raised her hand slightly, and the invisible mental force instantly pulled out the bulge, and then pulled out a few thin pieces of paper, suspending them in front of the witch's eyes.
The handwriting on it is very familiar.
It was undoubtedly written by her tutor, Xu Xi.
[Failed again. God's seal is hard to break through.]
[Ah, if only I could have the ability to ignore the blockade like Krisha]
…
[Tried again this year, failed as expected]
[My body is getting older. Even if I can break through the blockade, I can't ignite the divine fire successfully. I can only give up.]
…
[God, what a distant word]
[It’s impossible for me. My body has become more sleepy recently. I don’t have much time left. I have to pave a future for Krisa.]
【This is the last thing I can do...】