There is so much more to the words on paper.

I wrote a lot and wrote very densely.

They are all about Krisa and the witch's life arrangements, including but not limited to strength improvement, future direction, food, clothing, housing and transportation.

Every stroke of the word, every intermittent sentence, is so crooked and awkward, which shows that the writer is in a very bad state.

Originated from the oppression of God.

The final cry of life.

This makes it extremely difficult for the witch to write normally to the person she cares about most.

But even so, he still worries about the witch's future, considers the pros and cons for her, and illuminates the way forward for her.

"Teacher."

My fingertips trembled as I stroked the surface of the paper, skimming over every word on it, feeling the residual warmth from the "sun".

Tick-tock——

Tick-tock——

There was a crisp sound of impact, which was the echo of tears falling on paper.

Krisa stood in the study room where she was the only one there, looking at the familiar handwriting on the paper. Her eyes were instantly filled with tears, which rolled down silently without making any sound.

The sunlight from the outside world pours down wantonly, bringing heat and light to all things, making the sea of ​​trees mottled and the insects and birds chirping.

The world is quiet in summer.

The witch was silent in pain.

There was no light in her eyes anymore. The only slight fluctuations were the silent weeping reflected by the light falling on the surface of her crystal tears.

"I clearly... clearly... don't deserve this from you..."

"You gave me the meaning of existence... that's enough..."

"No need for more..."

The picture is silent, but the impact of sadness goes straight to the soul.

The witch had never cried so quietly, so sadly, and so helplessly as she did now. She still felt that she was a complete and utter inferior product.

She had no courage and could only rely on Xu Xi to move forward.

She had no power and could only watch Xu Xi pass away.

She has no emotions and can only give a few fake smiles.

Her life, the life of a witch, was called the life of Chrissa Christina.

It is so pale and powerless.

Nothing can be done. Nothing can be accomplished.

Looking at the words written on the paper, which showed that Xu Xi was still thinking about her even though he knew he didn't have much time left, Krisa's body trembled even more.

I wish I could sink into darkness forever, and never move again.

But it doesn't work.

The mentor didn't want her to become like this.

He was looking forward to it, encouraging her, hoping that the witch would spread her wings and fly freely into the sky.

Therefore, Krisha stood up again. She was very obedient and listened to Xu Xi's words. She was ready to live according to Xu Xi's orders.

but.

What is the meaning of survival?

The witch didn't know, the witch was godless, until she saw the word "God" on the paper, her eyes moved slightly, and she found the meaning of her existence.

"I want to... "

"I want to do something for the mentor..."

"Even if it means being the enemy of... God."

In the terrifying silence, Krisa moved tremblingly and slowly took off the sea-blue necklace around her neck. After stroking it carefully for a while, she put it into the space ring.

Then the wand appeared in her hand.

Crunch——

The gate of the courtyard was pushed open, and the rusty bolt made a slightly harsh sound. Krisa walked out of the gate with a sluggish look in her eyes, looking very haggard.

The witch was enveloped by sunlight, but all she could feel was coldness.

Her mental state was in a trance.

He didn't even notice the stones under his feet.

The witch fell down. She lay quietly for a few seconds, then pressed her slender fingertips on the ground, exerted force with her palms, and stood up by herself.

She knew that from now on, no one would help her stand up, so she had to learn to stand up on her own.

Only in this way can we avoid worrying the tutor.

Only in this way can we live well.

The midday sun was bright and blazing, and along the way, light and shadow intertwined.

Threads of sunlight passed through the gaps between the dense leaves and fell on the shoulders of the walking witch, like a silent gaze, witnessing her walking further and further away.

Since then.

The witch will be transformed into an immortal monster, living alone in this world.

She left the courtyard forever.

Leave this place that is no longer "home".

No one knew where the witch had gone until four or five years later, when the mortals living nearby began to feel something was wrong and realized that there had been no movement in the courtyard for a long time.

Someone curiously climbed over the wall to check, but all they saw was a lot of dust.

This anomaly soon attracted the inspection of the Magicians Association, but they failed to find anything. All items related to the Xu system were collected and taken away by Krisa.

Only empty houses were left, with doors and windows swaying in the wind, making people puzzled.

Finally.

The incident is being treated as a simple disappearance.

Somehow, for a long time afterwards, the city of Allenson was often attacked by dragons, and occasionally even by pure-blooded dragons.

This incident became an unsolved mystery in the city of Allenson.

Thirty years later.

Under the will of the gods, many churches of gods are still searching for traces of Xu Xi, trying to find the sanctuary magician who may become a new god.

But before long, a horrifying incident shocked the entire magical world.

Overnight.

The entire northern God church was uprooted.

No, it would be more appropriate to call it annihilation.

At the same time, in different places, a great force descended from the sky, destroying the faith of the gods in peace.

The gods came in wrath.

"Who, who is it!?"

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"Disrespecting God is a way to death!"

"Wait, this kind of power... Could it be that you have ignited the divine fire?!"

The gods who descended to the mortal world were not the entities in heaven, but they still possessed great power over the mundane world.

But these gods are so high and mighty.

Despite the advantage in numbers, they still couldn't defeat the witch.

In the end, the two sides fought to a draw and the witch left safely.

This incident triggered a crisis of faith in the gods. Countless people regarded the witch as the only true god, which made the gods furious and ordered a search for the witch.

Another twenty years passed.

Krisha appears again.

She stood in the sky, struck the void with her magic wand, and the vast and majestic magic power swept through the elements, forming a violent storm that submerged the world.

One strike destroyed all the foundations of faith of the gods.

No matter where they were, the Church of God was destroyed with pinpoint accuracy.

People are afraid and terrified.

He firmly believed that the witch must have an irreconcilable feud with the gods.

Even the gods think so.

"No, it's too dangerous to stay in the heaven. That guy will attack us sooner or later!"

"If you want to fight, go ahead and fight!"

Some gods were frightened, some gods were afraid, and wanted to escape from heaven.

Although the magical world is large, it is not the only existence in chaos. With the power of gods, it is easy to find a new world or hide in the elemental plane.

No god wants to fall.

The terrifying magic from the witch is feared by even the gods.

But at this moment, it was too late to escape. The earth, wind, water, and fire roared and unknowingly enveloped and sealed the entire heaven.