Golden Darkness's Own Opinion

"What's going on with this space? What did you do?"

"Swallow time and space, isolate cause and effect, and erode the world. I am a witch who plays with realms."

The girl looked around at this silent world that had faded from its original color, leaving only a piece of crimson: except for the three of them, the others in the meeting room were as motionless as gray stone sculptures.

"What kind of god am I if I don't even have the means to separate this small space from the cause and effect of the world?"

She raised her head, as arrogant as an empress.

"how dare you--"

Aria looked around, karma was cut off, time was frozen, and the expressions and postures of other people in the meeting room were all frozen and fixed at the last second, even her younger sister, Mellie Holmes.

Her eyes turned red, and she gritted her teeth and fumbled for the gun holster on the outside of her thighs. It was only when she failed that she remembered that she had handed in the weapon before entering the conference room.

"Aria!"

Golden Darkness scolded in a low voice, and under Aria's aggrieved and surprised gaze, she slightly lowered her head to the proud queen.

"What do you want to do?"

A vague growl rolled in her throat, her voice was hoarse, and her vigilance looked like a cat that had suddenly encountered a natural enemy.

She didn't even mention the other people in this room whose lives and deaths were unknown.

For Lilith's sake, she is indeed willing to give the British asylum as long as she has spare energy, but she can't do it now.

Facing her, Golden Darkness felt like he was facing [Darkness]. The feeling of being unstoppable and irreversible was exactly the same.

That is the transcendent being born to be worshiped by mortals.

"Don't be so nervous."

This noble and transcendent person suddenly laughed, his smile was warm and moving like a spring breeze thawing.

"I'm just here to ask for something."

Her smile didn't make the golden darkness relax at all, the killer stared at the face of the god, and if there was anything wrong, he would violently kill people.

The air gradually stagnated, until it was as heavy as lead, and the smile on Qing's face remained unchanged, but in such a heavy atmosphere, her gentle smile made people feel even more creepy.

"Remember what I said to you back then? The right time, the right location, the right ceremony, and the right sacrifice can reopen the 'door' to another world."

Her gaze shifted to Aria behind the golden darkness, gradually becoming hot and greedy, like a snake licking its prey.

"Now, I'm coming to take my offering."

Chill.

Without any hesitation.

The golden darkness cut down the blade.

The Shadow of the End, Volume 281: Chapter 96 Chapter [-] Penetration

The battle has entered a fierce stage from the very beginning.

Aria could no longer see clearly the two figures who were entangled and fighting each other. Her eyes reluctantly chased the crisp sound of metal and iron clashing together. All she could see was the blurred light of the knife like an illusion Slowly falling.

There is no doubt that this is an [inhuman] battle, a [supersound] domain that can only be glimpsed beyond the limits of human beings.

The air waves splashed when the killer collided with the gods easily overturned the roof and walls, and the majestic torrential rain invaded this space extremely viciously, as if something was about to burn out. Intensified.

Struggling to hide the last person in a safe place, Aria hid her sister in a corner where it would not be affected, and then scanned the center of the battlefield anxiously: Of course she also wanted to support My lover, but I can only "think", she still has a little self-knowledge in her heart, maybe her strength as a butei is already quite outstanding, but whether it is "Aria with Two Guns and Two Swords" or "Sherlock Holmes IV" After all, it belongs to the category of human beings, but what she is facing now is no longer a battle that mere "human beings" can intervene in.

Like a whip, the rain whip whipping the battlefield will always stop at a certain point and then evaporate, as if there is something destructive being conceived and agitated there, as if the flame of disaster is roaring and galloping.Relying on such a few traces, she was finally able to chase the faint golden shadow.

The blade slashed heavily on the half-empty and half-solid magic circle, bursting out roaring and fighting sounds that did not match its image.The girl-like black god held the magic circle with one hand, as if holding the whole world.

"You can't beat me."

There was no irritation or complacency in her tone, it was as calm as she was explaining some facts.

"I am a god, a demon god, an evil god, and a war god who usurps. Can you understand the meaning of the word 'god'?"

The reason why gods are gods, regardless of whether they are natural holy spirits or posthumous gods, there is only one thing in common.

The absolute power to crush mortals, and the absolute incomparable.

As long as it is named "God", it must be so.

"I want to go back to where I should be. For this, I must get the sacrifice I deserve. If you really clearly understand the gap between us, then let me get out of the way."

She didn't even draw out her weapon, neither the hammer nor the wooden bow that Golden Darkness had seen before.Perhaps for her, the current situation can be regarded as the sake of being a fellow exile in another world, and she has restrained herself to the extreme to be merciful...

"Probably, it is indeed what you said..."

The more you fight, the more you can feel the gap between them. That is indeed what the girl in front of you said, like a chasm-like chasm. As long as you cross this chasm, you can touch the ankle of the god. Just stretch out your hand , you can touch the crown of the gods.

But the golden darkness is a human being, or she stubbornly believes that she is a "human being".

"I can't beat you, no matter how hard I struggle, I can't beat you, this is a fact."

The body of the golden darkness leaned forward slightly, with all the weight of the whole body on the point where the blade pierced the magic circle, and there seemed to be ferocious blood flames burning in the red pupils.

"But that's not why I'm leaving!"

The tightly pursed, bloodless pale lips moved a little, and from the slit opened, what burst out was the roar of an evil spirit.

She decided early on that she would dedicate everything to Aria. If she wanted to take away the only remaining and only treasure she had in this world, then she would be the enemy, a mortal enemy with no room for relaxation.

Since she is an enemy, then try your best to kill her!

A deep roar rolled from the throat, and the blond girl was shaped like a trapped animal in Gestil.

"Here, kill you!"

The blond hair, which was originally as dazzling as gold, was not known to be wet by rain or sweat, and it stuck to the cheeks wetly, like withered kelp that had lost its original luster.The golden darkness rushed forward with all its strength, and the misplaced blade rubbed against the spiral magic circle at high speed, making a sharp and tragic cry.

Driven by inertia, her body lost her balance and leaned forward. The moment she passed by Qing, she heard her cold and cruel whisper.

"If you can do it, then try it."

The black umbrella she held in the other hand began to move abnormally, like a ghostly fetus ready to move, the scarlet blood pierced the black skin, and after a while, the remains of the umbrella were burned up in the blood flames .

The monster spear under the wreckage sucks|sucks the rainwater adhering to its surface, just like sucking|sucking blood.

The usurping god of war solemnly held the handle of the gun, the barb on the handle scratched her tender palm, a stream of blood dripped down the barrel and onto the sharp edge of the tip of the gun, the pure white spear was greedy like a baby Sucking the master's blood, and then little by little turned into the color of blood.

Blood energy poured into the night sky, dyeing the long night scarlet.

"Declaration of the Great God, Gungnir."

When she said this, her tone was solemn and solemn, as if she was speaking of a sacred language.

At that moment, the killing chill invaded the body of the golden darkness, as if being gently wrapped by the death energy of the Nibelungen, the hands and feet of the killer who had just adjusted his balance were stiff.

Die will die will die will die will die will die will die will die will die will die will die will die will die will die will die will die will die will die will die will die will die will die will die will die will die -

Absolutely die!

As long as you hit, you will never be spared!

Her intuition sounded the siren to her like crazy, her whole body was tingling, and her sense of crisis was calling her to run away quickly!Escape to the wormhole!Escape to a dimension that even death cannot touch!

but……

With the corner of his eye, he glanced at the girl in the corner who was suppressed by the aftermath of the breath, and the golden darkness twisted his hands and feet as if they were rusted to death.

Where can she escape to?

Behind her is the person she loves, she has nowhere to go, she has nowhere to escape.

The hunter's spear was already close to her chest, and the piercing cold could be felt through the pores of her skin, and she retreated slightly as if in stress.

But she herself did not back down in the slightest.

Until it is pierced by a spear.

……

……

In the corner, the eyes of Aria, who was about to be robbed of everything, turned red instantly.

The Shadow of the End, Volume 282: Chapter 97 Chapter [-] Scarlet Scarlet God

The flow of time suddenly became very, very slow.

The woman who was fighting against Eve threw out the strange red gun in her hand frame by frame intermittently. The red gun that was thrown out of her hand was slowly crawling in the air like an old slug, which looked particularly special. Ridiculous.

Aria understood.

It's bullet time.

It's not that the flow of time has slowed down, but that my own thinking has accelerated.

Her consciousness didn't become dull with the stagnant time and space, but became clearer, so clear that even the faint thread that exploded in the air at the end of the magic gun could be clearly seen with the naked eye.

'Get out of the way! '

She shouted in her heart, but she could only shout in her heart.

'Get out of the way! ! ! '

The lips didn't feel like her own, as if they were stuck by molten iron. She desperately wanted to tear her vocal cords, and tried her best to open her mouth wide, but in the end, she just made her lips squeak and let out a whimper like sobbing .

'will die!really die!Don't do this, I don't want this, I don't want you to die!Are you not a killer?Aren't you [Shadow]! ?That's like a killer, like a shadow, escape from here! '

That slender and delicate back was guarding in front of him as always, and as always, he was hiding in her shadow and lingering for breath.

Suddenly, her guardian turned her head, and for a moment they looked at each other in silence,

Quietly, reading those blood-colored pupils, and then, everything became clear.

She is not pursuing "how to win", but pursuing "death in battle with dignity" and "how to die well".

There have been countless times that she has expressed her willingness to exchange her life for Aria's peace, and Aria has also been willing to believe her confession countless times.

But only this time, she was deceiving herself with the words she expected so much from her.

Little by little, the tip of the spear slowly penetrated the skin of her back, as if piercing through a thin layer of paper.

She watched all this blankly.

The ferocious blood grooves tore and stripped her lover's flesh and blood until the white bones were exposed.

She looked at all this dumbly.

Peiran's huge force pushed and pushed her lover's body, like playing with a tattered doll.

She watched all this numbly.

Suddenly, the world started working again.Colors, sounds, smells flooded into her senses——

The color of blood, the sound of blood, the smell of blood.

"It's finally over."

The murderer who killed her Eve said so, the tone of understatement sounded like he had just slapped a difficult insect to death.

'Ah, ah...'

Aria stretched out her hand towards the lifeless golden darkness.

Her lover was crucified on the floor, just like Jesus was crucified on the cross, the blood of the saint dripped down the tip of the gun, mixed in the cold rain, and then lost the last trace of warmth.

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

A mournful scream rolled in his throat, and in the end, the scream turned into a meaningless, beast-like roar.

She can't accept it.

In any case, she couldn't accept such an ending, she couldn't accept herself who "can only wait in vain for this ending to come", she hated herself, hated herself who was so weak and weak!

The hands that could no longer grab anything were tightly clenched, and they hit the ground again and again like a madman, allowing the joints to deform, blood splashed from the broken skin joints, and then evaporated into nothingness.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"

The illusory flames burned her soul and her personality.

The crimson light overflowed like flowing gold.

The crimson red like iron, blood, and flames engulfed the pair of violet eyes, leaving no white in them.