It is impossible for the girl to find the evil god in the textbook

Ella found that the stars under their feet did not move with them, but were slowly left behind.

She tried to move forward a few steps quickly, keeping some distance from the people behind and on both sides, so that she could see more clearly the tranquil water surface that had not been disturbed.

As a wizard, she has a considerable understanding of the arrangement of stars and the star map within a certain range.

Therefore, it is easy to identify the approaching star field.

"The Perseus arm and the Sagittarius arm... are off by 86 degrees..."

"Which direction is that, the sun?"

A chill rose from the bottom of her heart, and Ella vaguely understood something. If the crowd continued to move forward, they would inevitably disturb the water in the distance and let the undulating ripples tear apart the calm starry sky.

"We can't go any further, change direction!"

"Hey, please stop!"

Her voice was drowned in the sound of water and the crowd. Ella tried to stop the people behind her from deviating from the current direction of travel, but to no avail.

People just moved on in silence, letting the ripples overlap and spread along the water's surface.

Even if it can cause temporary chaos, the most she can temporarily stop is the few figures around her.

Soon, more people squeezed them into the crowd and moved on.

She tried to invoke magic to cast a spell, but nothing happened.

What was even more frightening was that the act of turning the direction itself would cause her to feel great pain. Ayla saw a layer of rust-red flames emerging from her hands, and they were rapidly eroding the girl's own skin and flesh.

She endured the pain of being burned by the flames and managed to open her arms, but she was still pushed back by the crowd.

Powerless, weak.

despair--

There was nothing she could do in her own power.

Ayla was pushed back a few steps, and she felt like she was going to fall again, but this time Ayla was not sure that she could stand up again.

The severe pain made it difficult for her to maintain a clear consciousness. Ella has understood her current state, and her humanity is burning as a firewood for Gehros.

To have an impact on this extremely large subject, it is necessary to burn a considerable degree of humanity, but... far from enough.

Not even the will of Ella Williams, who is somewhat in balance with divinity, is enough to drive a being of this size into action.

Her body fell backwards, about to fall.

Tilt, fall, fall into boundless despair

……

……

"do not give up."

—Someone held her up.

Her left shoulder was supported, and someone stood side by side with her, spreading their arms together to stop the advancing crowd.

The flames were distributed along her body, and the pain became less noticeable. .

"I'm here to help you."

This is a lady with long platinum-blond hair. She looks very happy. She forcibly pulls another young man with a slightly awkward expression to stand side by side. Her scarlet eyes are quite recognizable.

Behind them was a sunken and taciturn nun. She scratched her dry hair and muttered strange words like "no gun" and "lack of ammunition".

"Fitili? Why are you here, you are dead..."

Ella half-knelt in the water in a daze, completely clueless about the figure that suddenly appeared.

Before she could recover, another figure appeared to her right.

"This is not the first time you have faced such a desperate situation, Miss Williams, my successor."

Wearing a copper-colored mask, the gentle woman in a dark blue dress smiled at her. She opened her arms, and her slender fingers were covered with ancient rings.

Standing not far from her was a tall, sharp-eared old man with white beard and hair. He had a majestic expression and held a scepter inlaid with red gems in both hands.

"Your Majesty the court mage? His Majesty the Snow King?"

There are people who are long dead.

The old man waved his scepter to the crowd, and immediately a dense crowd of figures appeared in front of him. They were knights covered in pitch-black armor, middle-aged nobles with resolute expressions, bald vulgar warriors and elegant elf mages... ....

The warriors of the Snow Country stood up to the crowd and set up their shields without retreating a step. It seemed that there were also some dirty blood knights in thin silver armor and full-face helmets among them.

The dignified Blood Queen also stood beside the court mage at some point. She looked like she hadn't woken up, and leaned lazily on the mage's body.

"You did very well."

A gentle voice sounded from behind Ella, her shoulders trembled, and her eyes immediately became moist.

"Is that you... Teacher Yusef?"

She turned her head suddenly, and standing there were Howard Yousef smiling, and Fred Mephisto winking at her.

"Are you all still alive?"

Facing her confusion, Yousef just smiled and said nothing.

"Miss Williams, be reasonable."

Professor Anderson nodded his head with his finger,

"Hey, Ella, haven't you already read the answer?"

Standing in the crowd was Nobold, who was dressed in a dignified manner, and the prophet Sibilla, who was full of scholarly temperament.

"We are your humanity, my little lady."

In the end it was Yusuf who gave the explanation, just like they had originally talked on the steam train.

"The dead cannot be resurrected, but we have never left. Memory and emotion are the key to human life. We have always lived in this place."

"The most important thing is our thoughts and memories."

He tapped his chest with his finger.

More people appeared out of thin air on the water, Uncle Henry's family, allied wizards who died in the war, workers in textile factories, and more people she had no memory of at all.

She felt two pairs of warm palms pressed against her waist, and the two young children barely poked their chests out of the water, using their slender arms to support her weight.

"Stand up, Sister Ella!"

"you......"

She took a deep breath, stuffing all her suppressed emotions into her chest.

A burst of unharmonious laughter came from the crowd,

"Is this about to give up, my old enemy?"

The old man wearing a smiling face mask leaned on the ground with his cane, and beside him, the sweet-looking girl in the purple skirt made a face at Ellaby.

"You are a more troublesome person than you think, right?"

"Go."

It seems that the couple who are attending a wedding send their blessings to her.

Sibyl took off her crystal glasses, her expression looked a little awkward.

"We will help you stop them, go ahead, defeat fate, and tear up the established future!"

"Don't worry about the content of the book of the future, after all, you said so, didn't you?"

Ella stood up slowly but firmly, with a smile on her face again.

"Yeah, your paintings are really ugly!"

-

The rust-red flame is passed on to everyone through this link, and their figures melt under the firelight. The disappearance of every familiar figure means that she has lost a memory forever.

But even so... Even so, Ayla went against the crowd and went in the opposite direction from them.

Several transparent figures surrounded her, those were the memories of her most cherished companions, perhaps because the original owner did not die, these images seemed far less vivid than others.

They are confident teenagers, strange dolls lacking in life, and tall girls dressed in neutral clothes.

But on this most difficult road, their unwavering clock accompanied her.

The light and shadow drove back the crowd, and they exploded one after another in the firelight.

Who are those people and why are they helping me?

In the broken memory fragments, Ella has forgotten the names of these people, but at least she still remembers her mission.

Finally, the squeeze brought by the crowd was gone, and the figure in the middle of the hunting suit gave her a final push behind her.

Accompanied by the clear crackling sound and the feeling of emptiness in her heart, Ella runs in the water and even soars!

A transparent pure sphere is suspended in the sky, and she leaps high, leaving only one step away from the core of this world.

The blazing fire engulfed Ella's figure again, but despite this, the girl who was on fire did not hesitate at all.

【wake......】

"To shut up."

The tips of her fingers had touched the surface of the sphere,

"Whatever you are, now - follow my will immediately!"

Her voice was distorted and distorted by the flames,

"Turn back!"

-

Viewed from the top of the Kingdom of God above the sky, there is almost only a thin line between the dead rusty red stars. It has never been so close to the earth.

Maybe as long as you flap your wings and fly high, you can touch these terrible stars with your hands.

This is a distance that is both extremely far away and within reach.

At the apex of the Kingdom of God, a lonely figure stared silently at the one-eyed crack in the star.