Chapter 23: The String of Time, the Sound of the Void
Waking up again, Heshia saw a familiar scene. This was the bedroom of her home, or more precisely, the home she lived in before she was 12 years old. It was different from the one she lived in now.
The personal terminal at the head of the bed rang, and she picked it up to turn off the alarm clock and saw the current time. [September 2, 1248 of the Third Era, 7:30:14 AM]
Was this four years ago? She sat up, looking at the quilt, bed, and the cute stickers on the wall, full of nostalgia.
She walked out of the room on the clean floor. In the living room outside, her father was getting ready to go to work, while her mother was preparing breakfast for her and her sister.
"Heshia, you got up really early today." Her father raised his eyebrows at her, trying to make his daughter laugh, but it didn't work, so he had to wave goodbye and go out to work.
Her mother put the hot milk on the table, then took out the freshly baked bread, cut it into slices and put it on a plate.
"Heshia, go call your sister. Didn't she say she would go back to school today?"
"Ah, um..." Heshia nodded, but she didn't move her feet. She kept looking at the gentle and quiet woman in front of her.
"What's wrong? Heshia has been staring at her mother."
"Nothing, I'm going to call my sister." Heshia ran away in small steps, and suddenly stopped when she passed the bathroom and walked in.
"Sure enough." Looking at herself in the mirror, who was already 16 years old, Heshia felt sad.
Sure enough, it was a dream. She couldn't look like a 16-year-old at that time, and her family didn't find it strange.
She left the bathroom and knocked on her sister's door. In anticipation and nervousness, she finally heard the familiar voice, "Come in."
The black-haired and purple-eyed girl had already gotten up. She sat by the window, looking at the scenery outside. There were some clouds floating in the sky, and the tender potted plants were placed on the windowsill, and the tiny leaves were swaying in the breeze.
"Heshia is here." She turned her head and looked at the girl who walked in. The two looked surprisingly similar, except that the girl with black hair and purple eyes was more developed. After all, at this time, she was already 18 years old.
"Heshia has become more beautiful after growing up."
When the girl heard this, she couldn't help but stop.
"Sister?"
"Yes, I'm here."
"How old am I when you saw me?" Heshia asked tentatively.
"About 16-17 years old? About the same as me at that time, what's wrong?" Themisia tilted her head, and her black hair fell from her shoulders.
"But, sister is 6 years older than me..." Heshia's voice dropped.
"Yes, but my age will always stay at 18 years old, you should know this." The girl opposite stroked the hair beside her ear and said calmly.
"Why, sister."
"Why, this is hard to explain..." Themisia stood up, she walked to Heshia's side and took her hand.
"Have you studied ancient history, Heshia? The history of the Third Age."
"I know a little bit." The two sat on the bed together, shoulder to shoulder, back to back.
"During the Third Age, there was a human country. Their prince married Titania, the queen of the forest elves, so that the forest elves could be incorporated into their country and become stronger."
"This is the legend of the Verdant Empire." Heshia recalled.
"Yes, but this is only the surface of history. As a witness to the marriage, a witch gave the royal family a treasure as a blessing and protection. It was the Holy Grail that could give birth to twins after drinking the liquid in it."
"Using this treasure, every generation of emperors in the Verdant Empire are twins. They are connected and trust each other, like inseparable halves. Such twins remind each other, make up for each other's shortcomings, rely on each other, and splice two pieces with their own shortcomings into a perfect circle."
"Sister..."
"In fact, we should have been such twins..." Themisia's voice was full of emotion.
"But fate played a joke, and the result is that we can't fight together."
"But don't worry, Heshia, I have found a solution."
"What is the solution?" Heshia was vaguely uneasy, because she already knew what was going to happen.
"The solution is - we will merge into one again." Themisia turned around, hugged Heshia from behind, and then held their hands together.
At this time, a strange feeling emerged from Heshia's heart. She seemed to be able to feel the heartbeat, blood flow, emotions in the heart, and even vague thoughts in her mind of the person next to her.
(Heshia is so cute)
The girl turned her head in disbelief, wanting to see what Themisia looked like at this time.
The long black hair fluttered, and the star sand flowed in the dark purple eyes. A kind of enchanting charm emanated, captivating.
"What do you mean by merge into one?" Heshia turned her eyes away, not daring to look at those eyes.
"We make up for each other's shortcomings. Heshia also wants to become stronger. Sister can make you strong and overcome your own shortcomings of being timid and introverted." Themisia said while holding Heshia's hand, her voice so gentle.
"Is that so..."
"Because of our separation, each of us is imperfect, so it is best to be integrated again. And with my help, Heshia can also grow up quickly. Sister used to be the first in the whole school, and it was the school with the first emerald skirt."
"Well..." Heshia lowered her head. Indeed, compared to her sister, she was still too weak.
"It's okay, we won't be alone anymore in the future." Themisia leaned over and hugged Heshia.
Then she gently rested her forehead on Heshia's head, and countless memories came from each other's mind. That was Themisia's life, the experience of growing up, the praise of genius, the envy of countless people, the practice of high-level extraordinary abilities, the experience of intrigue with others, the calm and rational mind, and so on.
As long as she accepts all this, Heshia will be able to become strong quickly, and the two of them understand each other. She knows that her sister has no ill intentions and this is for her own good.
But, for some reason, Heshia still had some resistance in her heart...
Obviously, this was the best outcome, but a corner of her heart was still uncomfortable. It was obviously a happy moment, to be reunited with her sister and no longer alone.
Why...
Why?
Why?
Why!
Heshia pushed Themisia away and took a few steps back in the other's puzzled eyes.
"Heshia?"
"Sister." Heshia raised her head stubbornly.
"Actually, there are some things I have never told you."
"What are you talking about? Is it because I didn't pay much attention to you before and ignored you?"
"Uh, not really." Heshia shook her head.
"Sister is very powerful and excellent. Even if you go to high school, mom and dad still talk about sister the most." Heshia looked at the ground beside her.
"I can't compare to my sister. I'm always timid and a little clumsy. Whenever relatives come to visit, I like to hide."
"I used to envy my sister's personality and hate my own weakness."
"When I entered junior high school, the teacher asked us to choose the extraordinary sequence to practice, and it would be best to specialize in one category."
"During the test, the most suitable direction for me is the natural sequence, which is the same as my sister. Mom also wants me to choose the natural sequence."
"But I lied that time. I didn't choose the natural sequence, but the unpopular withering sequence."
"Do you know why, sister?"
"I'm afraid to be compared with you. I'm afraid that if others ask me how my practice of the extraordinary sequence is going now, they will definitely say that Themisia was so and so in junior high school."
"I'm a coward, inferior and weak, and I can only avoid such things, so I specifically chose the withering sequence with the least people, so that even if someone asks, I can say that because the sequence is different, the difficulty and method of practice are different, so I can't be as fast as you were back then."
"Doesn't it sound ridiculous, for this kind of boring self-esteem."
"But my sister must not understand, but this is my only way to maintain myself."
"I don't want to be compared to others anymore..." Her voice was choked with sobs.
"After my sister left, my mother soon died of grief, and then my father also left."
"I live alone at home, and I often have nightmares at night. Sometimes I can only fall asleep with the lights on, because I am afraid of the dark and afraid of seeing strange things."
"In order to resist this fear, I went to the library and found the unpopular supernatural job agency "Dark Visit". It has almost no combat power, and it can't help me find a good job or even participate in any competitions."
"However, its only use is that it can allow practitioners to gain the ability of ghost vision, that is, to see dead ghosts, fragments of consciousness that have not dissipated, etc."
"Invisible things are always scary, but when you can see them, you will feel safe. Since then, I can sleep peacefully."
"So, sister." Heshia raised her head.
"I have tried my best to avoid you."
"Now you suddenly tell me that we need to merge again. I can't do it."
"But we can only become stronger if we complement each other. Now you are dying, right? Without my help, you might..." Themisia looked at her disobedient sister.
"I know." Heshia bit her lip.
"I know that if I get everything from my sister, I will become stronger, but will I still be myself... People are different. I couldn't learn my sister's pride and confidence before, and I don't want to learn it now."
"Let me be a coward for the rest of my life, and be called a lonely and introverted child forever. I know this is my shortcoming, but now I am used to their existence."
"Why have you become so stubborn and stuck in this dead end? Read less books on psychology analysis. I have learned it before, but thinking too much about this kind of thing will only make you hesitant. Life should be more generous and natural." Themisia reached out her hand again.
"No, no, no." Heshia stepped back and shook her head.
"We are different, Themisia." She called her sister by her name for the first time.
"You can be born knowing a lot of things and adapt to the challenges of life naturally, but I am not. I am a very stupid child and I am afraid of being hurt. I have to be cautious in everything I try. I can only equip myself with books and various knowledge. I look for the wisdom of my predecessors and constantly analyze the reasons. Only when I know the principles and processes of what happened can I feel at ease."
"But it is too tiring and hard for you to live like this." Themisia looked at her with pity.
"Maybe. I feel a little happy when I write my diary alone at my desk."
"Because I write down what I have gained, felt, experienced, etc. that day. I will try to find a way to solve the problem. These bits and pieces nourish me."
"Now you tell me that as long as I accept everything about you, these are no longer a problem. What did I do before? Isn't it ridiculous? All my tears, efforts, and persistence have become meaningless and dispensable. What am I?"
"My memory, my personality, everything about me are made up of these bits and pieces, but now you have completely denied them. In fact, you have never really acknowledged me. Even if we merge with each other, the new personality will not be dominated by me. Maybe this means strength for you, but for me, it means death directly."
"I know that sister is kind-hearted, and perhaps you have greater expectations for the future of both of us, but..."
"I'm sorry, sister, I can't agree to your request." Finally, Heshia's voice finally became firm.
"It seems that you have made up your mind." Themisia looked at her.
"What a disobedient sister."
"I'm sorry." Heshia opened the door and walked out.
Seeing her about to leave, Themisia's eyes changed several times, and were extremely complicated.
"No matter what you think, I also have my will, Heshia. Only one of us sisters is destined to master the talent of a color-level singer."
"If you must refuse, then I can only use my sister's power to educate you."
The quiet living room and house began to distort. Heshia looked at everything around her in surprise, and soon realized something.
She turned around and looked at Themisia who was walking step by step. At this time, Themisia had already activated her extraordinary ability.
Her long hair was flying, and star sand was flowing in her purple eyes. When she raised her hand, vines broke through the wall and entangled Heshia like thousands of snakes, binding her tightly and making her unable to move. Then Themisia walked closer step by step, hugged Heshia's forehead again, and kissed her. Countless memories and emotions were transmitted again, and the souls of the two began to tremble and emit dazzling brilliance.
Like two flawless blue purple crystals, they rose slowly in the endless darkness, then slowly melted and entangled with each other.
No! I refuse!
A bright light rose in the darkness, and then the crystal shattered.
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In reality, Qiao Long swam in the water of the elevator shaft, trying his best to find the figure of the girl in this turbid and deep water.
'Fuck, how long has it been since the bottom of this elevator shaft was cleaned? There is actually more than 20 meters of water. This place is almost below the 70th floor. '
Although it is a pity not to teach that girl a lesson, it would be a greater guilt and mental barrier if she died here because of my mistake.
'I'm actually saving people. No one will believe it if I tell others. '
No matter what he thought in his heart, Qiao Long continued to dive down. Finally, he saw the unconscious girl under the water. The small light shone on her face and it was very pale.
'She should still be saved. ' Qiao Long swam over.
However, just as he was about to touch the girl's body, a violent light lit up from her body, and then suddenly exploded, and the entire underground elevator shaft was illuminated by countless shining crystals.
These crystal fragments carried a large amount of water and expanded and scattered all the way to the top of the elevator shaft. Countless water condensed in the air and attached to the inner wall of the elevator shaft.
After the violent flash, the entire elevator shaft became a crystal-shining cave. Countless blue and purple hexagonal crystal clusters grew on the underground walls, steel frames, and guardrails. These crystals shining with magical brilliance illuminated the entire underground, like a fantastic and magnificent crystal world.
In the sky surrounded by many crystals, two figures, one purple and one blue, stood in the air. They looked similar, with long black hair flying, but the color of their eyes was different.
"Themisia..." The girl with blue eyes looked at the figure in front of her.
"I can't help it, Heshia, who told you to be disobedient."
After saying that, she stretched out her hand to the right, and countless magic light spots gathered, and a purple-red crystal sword emerged, and then held it in her hand.
...
When Qiao Long climbed up along the blue-purple crystal cluster, a golden light flashed by. He couldn't help but look up and saw that the purple girl had pierced the blue girl with a sword.
The purple-red blade was inserted into her chest, and the blood-red veins spread along the wound, which made Heshia unable to move like a curse, and then fell from the air.
Qiao Long looked at the falling figure and jumped out, ready to catch it, but the purple girl in the air waved her hand again, and three purple crystals shot down from the sky, directly piercing Qiao Long's shoulder and wrist, nailing him to the wall.
"Don't touch my sister with your dirty hands, it's disgusting."
Falling from the sky again, Heshia landed in the crystal world underground. She lay in the middle, and countless crystal clusters extended out from under her, like spikes and swords, guarding her.
In the sky, Themisia moved again, extending crystal-like prismatic wings from behind. Its color was transparent and purple, extremely beautiful. Then it rushed down like a meteor, leaving a swaying purple trace in the air.
On the ground, Heshia opened her eyes again. She raised her hand with difficulty and aimed at Themisia who was swooping down from the sky. The light in her eyes was flowing, and the crystal clusters beside her made a crackling sound of ice cracking, like bamboos breaking out of the ground, climbing up step by step, and piercing the sky.
The layers of crystals were dazzling, and the spikes in them were extremely dangerous, blocking Themisia from falling from the sky.
The bright red sword blade danced and swept across, constantly breaking and chopping the blue crystal clusters. Themisia advanced layer by layer, quickly approaching the bottom, until she split the last layer of blue ice crystals.
Countless debris fell, but there was nothing inside.
Themisia's pupils shrank when she saw this scene, and then she quickly dodged. Only half a second later, the position she was just in was pierced by a crystal spike that shot down from the sky.
In the sky, Heshia also spread out crystal-like wings behind her, which were pale blue in color, and she also held a green crystal magic sword in her hand.
"You learn quickly, Heshia." Themisia looked at the blue-eyed girl in the sky, knowing that it was a supernatural job condensed based on her knowledge.
Although the two did not completely merge, they also exchanged some memories.
Heshia shook her head and did not answer, then swooped down, her blue wings flapping and swaying in the air, leaving a beautiful arc.
"Then let's see who is stronger." Themisia hummed, then kicked up, flew up, and rushed straight to the descending blue morning star.
Two figures, one blue and one purple, kept intersecting in this underground crystal cave, and then separated. The bright red and emerald green magic swords collided again and again, bursting out tiny fragments.
The two fought from high in the sky to the ground, and then flew up again, like two stars, entwining and colliding with each other, until a violent flash of light exploded and separated the two.
Heshia and Themisia looked at each other in the air. At this time, both of them were in a bad situation. They had various wounds on their bodies, and some blood spilled from the wounds, staining their dresses.
Neither of them cared about these wounds. As the scars flashed with blue and purple crystal light, they slowly healed and recovered.
Just as Heshia learned to fight from Themisia, Themisia also learned how to lick her wounds from Heshia.
The brave learned to fight, and the timid learned to heal. The two had their own different paths.
"Perhaps I should praise you, my lovely sister." Themisia rose slowly, and the blood-red crystal sword in her hand slowly dissipated.
"However, how much of me have you learned? You can't resist me with just these, haha, hahaha——"
Her figure continued to rise, and the crystal wings behind her became more and more enchanting, like elongated purple-black butterfly wings, with dangerous and beautiful patterns.
A purple-black dress appeared, covering Themisia, and then two black roses grew out of her wide black lotus sleeves.
The pitch-black rose bloomed, and the layers of petals continued to bloom, and the pitch-black crystal sword blade slowly extended from the stamens. A flash of light flashed, and the purple-black diamond-shaped gem condensed on Themisia's chest, with the light flowing, and bits of magic light sand gathered from the void and then merged into it.
Nature Sequence 5: Demonic Purple Rose (Rating: Legendary Condensed Pearl Level)
"Don't worry, Heshia, it won't hurt much, it will be over soon." The purple-black butterfly wings behind her fluttered, and her figure instantly disappeared in midair.
"This is it!"
Heshia was like a refracted azure ray in the air, moving quickly to dodge, but still couldn't avoid the purple-black figure that suddenly flashed. Themisia suddenly appeared behind her, and then stabbed with a sword. The pitch-black crystal blade pierced through Heshia's chest, bringing up splattered blood.
The blade turned, and the intense pain made Heshia almost blank in consciousness. Then the pitch-black blade was pulled out, bringing up a large amount of blood, flying in the air.
The blue crystal wings slowly dissipated. Heshia looked at the figure shrouded in a halo above her head, slowly falling down, and the other party's figure became smaller and smaller, and the whistling wind beside her became louder and louder.
Bang!
A violent vibration came from behind, causing Heshia to cough up blood, and her body lost strength and collapsed in the crystal forest.
Slowly, the purple-black butterfly wings flapped, and it descended with the beautiful and enchanting figure inside.
Themisia came step by step to Heshia, looked at Heshia who was speechless, and pointed the sword at her neck.
The blade did not stab directly, she was still waiting, waiting for the moment when Heshia admitted defeat and bowed her head to her.
Time passed second by second, and Heshia kept coughing up blood from the corner of her mouth, but she still turned her face away stubbornly, not looking at the familiar face in front of her.
Seeing that she was so disobedient to the admonition, Themisia shook her head slightly, and then stabbed with a sword.
Zizi -
blood slid down the blade, but it did not pierce into the neck. Heshia held it with her hand, her white fingers were stained with sticky blood, and her finger bones stuck to the blade, making a slight sound.
Themisia swung the blade, shook off Heshia's wrist, and then pointed it at her again.
"You really don't listen to advice. Do you think I will soften my heart when you look like this?"
"If crying will soften my heart, then I don't mind crying."
"But you won't, just like you know I won't cry again." Heshia struggled to stand up with the help of the large crystal pillar beside her as the blade pointed.
Themisia looked at her sister in front of her and took a deep breath, then said: "I won't be soft-hearted again."
After that, she rushed forward and stabbed with a sword, piercing Heshia again.
This time she did not encounter any obstacles, and Heshia did not dodge. She pressed her bloody palm on Themisia's shoulder, and then continued to grope forward, as if she wanted to touch Themisia's face, but in the end she fell down weakly.
"Don't try again." Themisia let go of the hilt of the sword, took a few steps back, and looked at the girl she had nailed to the crystal pillar.
"I know how you escaped death last time. Although the Purification Formula of the Withering Sequence is effective for soul consciousness, I am currently Sequence 5. The toughness of soul consciousness cannot be harmed by this elementary formula."
"Really..." Heshia wanted to say something, but she had no strength at this time.
Blood dripped slowly. Even if the wound on her chest wanted to heal, it was cursed by the black crystal blade and could not heal.
In the end, was I wrong? Shouldn't I insist on doing this in vain?
Her consciousness became more and more drowsy, and pictures flashed through her mind. They were scenes of her recent work at the Glass Dream.
Belfinger, Andusia, Butis, Frosus, Dekrabi... Everyone took good care of her, patiently told her the skills of life and work, helped her dress up, and made delicious food for her. In these few days, she felt the warmth she had not experienced for a long time.
People are greedy and foolish. Because they eat delicious food, they can't bear to give it up. Because they experience such beauty, they will never be willing to die.
After a long time, Heshia remembered a ballad from her childhood. It was the ending song of an animation. She had long forgotten what the animation was about, but only the slightly sad lyrics and melody were always in her heart.
…
『Since when did it start』
『I no longer dare to cry loudly』
『Those friends who give me a headache just thinking about them』
『Do you still love to play tricks on others like before』
『Everything has turned upside down~~』
『Run forward as hard as you can』
『Because I’m afraid of getting lost』
…
『Enjoy the cheers after crossing the finish line』
『No one will hold you and dance together anymore』
『The noise in the attic has stopped urging me』
『The gold-stamped words on the faded certificate』
『Glittering slightly』
…
What is this! ?
Themisia took a few steps back and looked at the strange scene in front of her. Countless pale golden light spots appeared beside Heshia, and her figure and everything around her were undulating like the surface of water.
[Space is like a string, time is like a tune, the rhythm of the world has already sounded]
Time is twisted at this moment, like a movie tape that arrives quickly, the blood spilled on the ground flies up again, and then gathers at the wound, the blade inserted into the chest automatically withdraws, and then dissipates, the originally torn wound is restored to its original state, and even the damaged dress becomes clean again, without a trace of mess.
Heshia closed her eyes, and countless scenes in her mind were played back, and the experience of her whole life was like going backwards, flashing before her eyes.
Exams, classes, studying, going home from school, shopping, cooking, sad, happy, writing, listening to others, watching TV, junior high school, childhood...
Wait! That was...
Suddenly, she stopped at a scene in her memory, which was a scene when she was 10 years old, when her sister went to high school and she was at home.
"Heshia, do you know why your mother's hair is black?" One evening in summer, her mother took her for a walk in the park.
"Because grandma's hair is also black." Heshia answered seriously and smartly.
"That's right." Her mother smiled and touched her head.
"But it's not just that. Where did grandma's black hair come from?"
"This... I don't know." Heshia shook her head.
"Because our family actually came from the ancient East Continent, where people all had black hair and black eyes. However, there were not many people left in the East Continent due to war in the Fifth Era, and later they joined various countries."
"Many traditions and customs have been lost. Now I rarely make pasta at home, and I can't even speak or write Eastern characters, but some things are still preserved. Do you want to learn Heshia?"
"I... I'm afraid I can't learn it. Otherwise, my sister will learn it first, and she will teach me after she learns it."
"It's okay, it doesn't matter if you learn it first. If she learns it, she may not be able to use it." The mother said with a wry smile. The school that Themisia went to was the top one on the planet, and this kind of outdated skills might be looked down upon.
"In fact, I don't know much, just a set of swordsmanship. You can also exercise your body when you learn it."
"Originally, there should be a matching mental method and extraordinary job training secrets, but these are all lost." No wonder she said that her sister would look down on it.
"Watch it, Heshia, I will only demonstrate it once."
That evening, my mother took a wooden stick and demonstrated it simply. It was really only once. Since then, my mother has never mentioned it again. I'm afraid she thinks it's useless.
However, all skills have their causes and causes. The clues in them still reveal the ideas of the designers at that time. The tiny details in time are magnified layer by layer at this moment, and then become extremely clear.
From the outline to the shape, from the trajectory to the cause, from the name of the move to the outline of the mind, countless thoughts emerge in the overlapping time, and it's like completing the interrupted tunes and movements again, everything becomes clearer and clearer.
The short few seconds that outsiders see, Heshia feels like she has spent several years. Countless figures flashed in her mind, and one move and supporting skills finally took shape and then imprinted in her heart.
This may be something completely different from the original, but it still does not reduce its power.
In an instant, the light faded away, and everything returned to normal. The two continued to stand in the underground covered with crystals and confront
each other. "Although I don't know what means you used, even I know that this ability to reverse time cannot be used at will." Themisia looked at the black-haired and blue-eyed girl in front of her and said.
"How many times can you hold on, Heshia?" Suddenly, her figure teleported and disappeared again.
Once again, she flashed behind Heshia and stabbed with a sword, and Heshia rushed directly to the place where Themisia had stood before to avoid the sword.
She will appear anywhere, but definitely not in the same place. This is the only point that Heshia can be sure of.
As her figure rolled, the emerald green blade in Heshia's hand fought with Themisia again, and a series of cracked brilliance flashed underground.
As their bodies intertwined, Heshia stepped on the wall on the side and leaped into the air, opening her arms like a wild goose. Just as Themisia was about to seize this opportunity to stab her with the sword, Heshia rose into the air like a feather, extremely light.
Finally, she stopped high in the air and swung her sword, causing countless crystals to shatter, and then quickly condensed into a brand new, simple long sword with a square hilt, a slender, eight-sided blade, and a cyan tasseled sword tassel at the end of the sword.
Strands of magic light emerged from the void and gathered on Heshia, and her originally messy black hair was tied up by a blue hairband like a delphinium.
The moon-white classical oriental long skirt wrapped her body, with blue cloud patterns on the collar, sleeves, and skirt corners, and the clothes were dotted with patterns of dancing swallows, with wide cuffs and fluttering belts, dignified and gorgeous.
Nature Sequence 5: Bluebird Branch Breaking (Legendary Condensed Pearl Level)
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"Wow, interesting, who did you learn this from? It's not another fancy trick, is it——"
In a flash, Themisia rushed up like a black flash of light, and the black sword light was like thorn lightning, interlacing in the air.
Heshia closed her eyes and no longer used her vision to sense Themisia's trajectory, but relied on her own intuition brought by her extraordinary job and high-speed reaction ability.
She fought with Themisia dozens of times in a few seconds, and then suddenly turned the blade back and inserted it into the scabbard in her left hand.
In an instant, the blue eyes opened, and a huge arc of terrible and stunning was cut from the air.
'Bluebird's direct descendant: Flying Swallow Cutting the Moon! '
The black crystal blade broke and flew away in Themisia's surprised eyes, and the cut arc also tore a deep blood mark on her body that could be seen to the bone.
The figure wrapped in purple-black butterfly wings fell from the sky, avoiding the flying swallows from behind. The sword blade swung at high speed, like a thin layer of fluorescence.
The two chasing each other kept fighting in the air, and then crashed into the ground, shattering layers of crystals.
In the mess of broken crystals on the ground, Themisia stood up, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and looked at Heshia who was getting braver and braver.
Then she rushed forward again, and a black short sword like a poisonous sting appeared in the palm behind her.
The long swords crossed, vibrating gold and filing jade, and the fine crystals were scattered with air waves. Then Themisia retreated like a butterfly flapping its wings, and suddenly moved forward and turned sideways when Heshia chased her.
The black sword blade cut off the delphinium headband, and the hair scattered. Then Themisia's left hand's poisonous sting short sword directly pierced the opponent's vest, and the black curse spread on Heshia's back, making her body stiff.
But Themisia kept swinging her sword. The blade separated Heshia's hair from her headband and turned again, slashing the opponent's neck in a huge arc, determined to chop off the opponent's head.
At this point, neither of them had room to hold back.
In this extremely dangerous situation, Heshia kicked her toes, as if she saw Themisia's movements behind her, and turned her body sideways. The direction of her rotation was exactly the same as the direction of the opponent's sword swinging. In this extremely dangerous situation, she barely avoided the sword blade that swept across.
The pitch-black crystal blade passed in front of Heshia's eyes, bringing up her scattered hair, and then she turned her legs and kicked Themisia's wrist, causing her to lose strength for a short time and her grip on the sword was unstable.
After turning her body, Qingying's sword flashed past, directly sweeping away the pitch-black magic sword in Themisia's hand, flying high, and then landing on the ground in the distance and inserting into the crystal ground.
Themisia, who lost her weapon, flapped her wings in an instant and flew high into the sky, while Heshia followed closely behind her. The two of them were like two streams of light, one black and one white, swaying and shaking in the sky, and then intersecting and colliding with each other.
Finally, Themisia suddenly stopped in the air, and the pair of purple-black butterfly wings behind her suddenly spread out. The patterns on them were enchanting and beautiful, and then countless purple-black crystal mists spread out from the patterns, like stray bullets, shooting down and sweeping across Heshia's body.
Out of caution for unknown attacks, Heshia kept swinging her sword to block, sweeping away all the purple-black crystal bullets that were attacking, and catapulting them onto the surrounding walls and the steel frames of the elevator shaft.
And her prediction was indeed correct. After these crystal bullets hit the objects, they quickly corroded and melted them, flowing down like liquid.
With the help of this brief gap, Themisia also performed a brand-new secret technique in the sky.
The black magic sword in her hand was thrown high into the air, and then she stretched out her left hand, and the purple crystal on her wrist turned into vines and began to grow. These vines and branches spread to both sides, forming long branches and nets. The hollowed-out parts seemed to form the pattern of some special magic array. A stream of air flow penetrated from top to bottom. As the layers of air flow blew, the purple thorn net made a strange sound.
The pitch-black magic sword that was thrown up before also fell down and was held in Themisia's hand again. The pitch-black crystal magic sword continued to stretch in her hand, forming a strange spiral arrow, and countless air currents carried the magic power of the natural sequence and infused it, and the spiral arrow bloomed with dazzling light.
"Pierce through, Elf Secret Art·Vortex Net Arrow!"
A transparent and colorless air flow channel was formed in the air in an instant, and the arrow shuttled through it without a trace. The shooting and hitting seemed to happen at the same moment, making it impossible for Heshia to dodge.
The powerful black spiral arrow pierced through her body, causing her pain like a drill, and then shot straight down with her, finally nailing Heshia's limbs to the ground.
In the sky, Themisia did not rush to chase down, but opened her hands again, and clenched the two black magic swords blooming from the black roses in her hands again.
The purple in her eyes slowly burned, and the pitch-black magic sword was also coated with a layer of demonic purple flames. Then the two magic swords were clasped in her hands and slowly merged into one. Finally, a large black-purple magic sword with a dangerous aura was tightly grasped in her hand.
In the dark purple and nearly black crystal, countless branding patterns were densely covered like circuits, and among them, golden light threads flowed, driving the complex and high-level Aigeka formula.
Annihilation·Curse·Poison·Instant Slash
, layer after layer of dangerous extraordinary effects were added to the blade.
"Goodbye, Heshia."
The beautiful butterfly wings flapped, and Themisia slowly fell from the air carrying the black-purple magic sword.
Her speed was not fast, and during this slow descent, layer after layer of demonic purple magic power was superimposed and pressed down, bringing a suffocating momentum.
Heshia, who was nailed to the ground, struggled hard, and finally got her right hand out of the seal of the black spiral arrow. Then this hand grasped the blue ancient sword condensed in the void, and slashed forward, cutting off all the spiral arrows.
Looking at Themisia slowly descending from the sky, she knew that she could not avoid it at this moment. With such heavy magic and momentum, once she rushed into Themisia's side, she would be stagnant by the sticky and extremely compressed air waves, and it would be difficult to move her body.
What should I do? Many thoughts flashed through Heshia's mind in an instant.
There was no time to choose carefully, just like that.
She threw down the sword in her hand, opened her hands slightly, and the crystal ground beside her kept shaking, and suddenly violent gem spikes emerged. These spikes were not the crystals before, but rather like crystals extracted and purified from underground rocks.
The tall gem forest rose from the ground and rushed straight into the sky. Its colors were colorful and transparent, reflecting layers of reflections.
After such a move, Heshia felt a wave of fatigue suddenly surged into her heart, and she almost couldn't stand steadily. Fortunately, she finally recovered a little.
She couldn't use this innate ability anymore. If she used it again, she would faint directly. She knew it in her heart.
In the sky, Themisia chopped the rising gemstone pillars into pieces with one sword after another, and her momentum did not diminish. She did not care about the speed of her descent at this moment, but wanted to maintain her absolute suppression of Heshia.
The dark purple magic power burned, and the great sword swung, turning the gemstone pillars into fragments one by one.
Among these stars, a figure with black hair and white skirt suddenly appeared, and Themisia chopped it off in an instant, but the glass was shattered, which was just a reflection illusion.
Heshia rushed to Themisia's side from the other side. Now she did not have the extra time and strength to condense a weapon that was enough to fight against Themisia, and could only survive in danger. The
white palm slapped on the blade, making it slightly tilted to avoid the swing, and then Heshia directly grasped the hilt of the wide magic sword, as if two people were holding the giant sword together.
The dark purple-black magic sword had a faint blue glow at the tail, which then spread upwards. The two were born twins, and their souls and magic powers were almost the same. They did not have the same rejection as other extraordinary people.
The dark purple and the faint blue devoured and fought for each other in the magic sword, and for a while they were deadlocked.
"Now you remember that you are my sister." Themisia glared at Heshia, and the purple in her eyes was almost burning.
"I have never forgotten, sister." Heshia was not to be outdone, and blue magic flames also ignited in her eyes.
"Stupid!" Themisia swung the sword with all her might, trying to make the giant sword hit Heshia.
"Arrogant!" Heshia also turned with the blade, and the two collided again, but this time neither of them had time to attack.
The two men staggered with the blue and purple swords, constantly attacking and interfering with each other, from the sky to the ground, and then from the ground to the sky. The huge sword kept swinging, cutting off the steel frames in the elevator shaft, and the surrounding walls were also full of huge scratches and gaps about tens of meters deep.
If it weren't for the fact that this place was rarely visited underground, I'm afraid someone would have noticed it long ago.
The fight continued until a few minutes later, the huge sword broke and tore directly from the middle, breaking into two halves.
So the two men each held half, condensed into their own familiar style of swords, and attacked again.
In a corner in the middle of the elevator shaft, Qiao Long hid in the cracks of the rocks and looked at the two twin sisters who were constantly fighting with a little look. There was only surprise and shock in his eyes.
Is this really the level that can be achieved at this age? Even the legendary genius, at the age of 16-17, I'm afraid he just came into contact with some advanced formulas in school.
Although he didn't go to school properly, he also learned about the situation of extraordinary practitioners from his master.
Logically speaking, those who can advance to Sequence 4 before the age of 24 are extremely talented. Such talents are usually graduates from prestigious schools or children of large factions.
Even the top geniuses recorded in the Federation are only 16-year-old Sequence 4, and what he saw now was two 16-17-year-old girls who were already Sequence 5 and close to Sequence 6. Moreover, the two of them fought, except for being a little messy at the beginning, but they became more and more skilled. He seemed to see the two of them go through the years of hard training and practice of ordinary people in one hour.
Their fighting skills and secret techniques were also unheard of. Even if they only knew one of them, they would be famous throughout the Arpeggio City. However, they used them in an endless stream, and there were only a few repetitions from beginning to end.
What happened to this pair of extremely powerful twins? They actually fought to the death, and both of them fought with a life-and-death style, not afraid of being seriously injured.
However, even such a legendary battle was about to come to an end.
In order to save physical strength and magic power, Heshia and Themisia no longer used powerful and cumbersome skills, and began to fight swordsmanship and moves.
"Fairy Secret Art·A Flash of Light!"
"Blue Bird's Legacy·Flying Snow Across the Boat!"
The butterfly wings behind Themisia in the sky turned into transparent fairy cicada wings, and then suddenly flapped and disappeared from the spot, while Heshia on the other side also swung her sword and turned, the silver blade danced with her body, and countless tiny sword flowers scattered like flying snow.
Facing this hedgehog-like Heshia, Themisia stabbed with a sword, and was instantly entangled and crushed by the silver sword light, and then the two separated again.
"Elf Secret Art·Seven Butterfly Incarnation!"
"Blue Bird's Legacy·Three Branches of Breaking Branches!"
Themisia's figure suddenly changed. As she moved and flapped her wings in the air, seven identical figures emerged. Each of them held a black crystal magic sword in their hands. The seven people flashed and stabbed Heshia in different directions in the air, leaving no blind spots.
Heshia did not move in the air, and the sword in her hand slowly swung, bringing up waves of afterimages. Just as the seven people approached her, the silver sword light suddenly spread out, like moonlight pouring down.
The first sword, the silver light flashed, cut off the three figures and turned them into smoke and dust...
The second sword, the crescent moon was like a string, and the swords in the hands of two people broke into seven pieces...
The third sword, the bright moon, one person was knocked away with his sword, and turned into fine crystal powder...
The last person attacked from behind Heshia, and the black magic sword pierced through Heshia's back directly, and then the sword in Heshia's hand flew and stabbed into her chest, piercing Themisia behind her.
The two swords crossed each other, slowly falling from the sky, and then separated again when approaching the ground.
The swords kept clashing in the air, countless sparks and debris flew, and the bodies of the two became weaker and weaker, and their movements became slower and slower.
Finally, the two stood in the gem forest, looking at each other from afar. At this time, neither of them had the physical strength and magic to continue.
Sticky bloodstains slowly left, but because there was no magic, they could not heal again, and could only quietly feel the passing of life.
"It's really embarrassing for me." Themisia let go of the bloody hilt and staggered against the huge broken gem.
At this time, she had to admit that Heshia had grown to the same position as her.
On the other side, Heshia also leaned on the gem, her body weak and unable to stand.
"Sister is too proud."
"Hehe, you dare to talk back now, right?" Themisia didn't care, raised her head and leaned on the gem, looking at the underground full of crystals and gems. The purple and blue crystal clusters decorated the dark underground like a fairy tale dream.
"It's so beautiful." She slowly closed her eyes and her breathing gradually stopped.
Then her body scattered like quicksand, and the sword inserted in her chest also rolled down, bounced slightly on the ground, and then fell, making a crisp tinkling sound.
After a long time, bursts of purple light appeared on the quicksand, drifted towards Heshia's body, and were slowly absorbed by her, until finally her other eye also showed a faint purple glow.
"I received your thoughts, sister..."
An hour later, Qiao Long slowly crawled down the ground. He carefully shuttled through the crystal jungle full of spikes until he finally saw the flawless girl surrounded by countless gems.
She sat on the lonely gem throne, her eyes drooped sadly, looking at the two long swords in her arms, one emerald green, and the other deep purple almost black.
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