Golden Darkness's Own Opinion

The Shadow at the End of Volume 289: Chapter [-] Chapter [-] Self-cultivation of Pleasure Criminals

Her hesitation was only for a moment.

"I'll go and save her."

Although her eyes were facing Sherlock, her pupils were slack, and the unfocused pupils dullly reflected Sherlock's old and crooked figure.

"Tell me what to do, just wait here?"

"Is this a decision you have made after careful consideration? Or is it just a momentary impulse?"

Without immediately answering the question of the golden darkness, Sherlock asked back with great interest.

"Once you do this, there is no going back. Have you really thought about it?"

His remaining power is no longer enough to support another backtracking, this time there is no possibility of making the golden darkness read the file and choose the second option again.

"It's not something to hesitate — no, it's not something to think about."

The golden darkness shook his head.

"To be honest, my brain is still very confused. There are many things you said that I can't sort out."

If it weren't for the almost morbid obsession with Aria, maybe she wouldn't have asked the question "Whether the rescued one is Scarlet Crimson or Aria"...

"But it's true that 'Recapturing Feijin' is the only chance to save Aria?"

The only chance and the last chance.

Even knowing that the person she rescued might not be Aria himself anymore, she would still do so without hesitation, betting everything on herself for the salvation that might not exist at all.

Because this is like the last straw of a drowning person to her, even if she knows that it is meaningless to do so, she will firmly grasp it.

Sherlock was silent, taking his silence as acquiescence. Golden Darkness gently put down Aria's "body" in her arms, and finally combed her lover's messy hair to one side. She stood up like He was going to the final execution ground and arranged his appearance solemnly.

"Since there is nothing wrong with this, then I don't need to hesitate."

Stupid, isn't it?

The pay and the reward are completely out of proportion, and the two ends of the scale are completely out of balance. She has tried her best, and what she can win back is only a negligible "possibility".

Golden Darkness would never make such an irrational decision.

But "Eve" will.

That insignificant "possibility" is everything to "Eve".

What will be the result of this choice?How will the final outcome be?She doesn't know.But there is only one thing she can be sure of.

If she didn't, she would never forgive herself for the rest of her life.

"So, what should I do?"

She looked into Sherlock's cloudy gray eyes.

Sherlock looked into her unfocused pupils.

"...Let's take off."

He said.

"Find a direction at random, and then keep flying, whether it's a deserted wasteland or a bustling city, even if it's at the end of the sky, as long as you stop at any destination, Qing will appear in front of you. I said Right? Because of the [Golden Colored Color] in your hand, even if you don’t go to her, she will take the initiative to come to you. At that time, you just need to fight.”

"Is it all right to just fight?"

"That's right, as long as you fight." He let out that hoarse laughter like a night owl again, "For you, as a killer and executioner, this shouldn't be too simple, right?"

At that moment, she showed an angry expression, but soon, this inconspicuous emotion dissipated powerlessly.

"The executioner?" she murmured softly, "it is true..."

The blazing white wings stretched out, attracted by the soft and sacred wings, the passers-by around who had no idea that they had actually died once gave out fearless emotion and amazement.

"Take care of her."

"Is this a 'request'?"

Sherlock smiled strangely, while the golden darkness paused for a moment, then lowered its head meekly.

"Well, this is my 'request', please, Sherlock."

The twisted arc at the corner of Sherlock's mouth widened.The girl in front of me, how rational, how proud, and how dazzling she was at the beginning, but now she is so hysterical, so low-browed and pleasing to the eye, how heartbreaking is this attitude of falling for love, and how heartbreaking she is. What a... delight!

"I accepted this commission, and the reward is the touch you gave me at that moment just now."

He covered his face with his hands, as if trying to smooth the extremely sinister smile on his face.

"I swear in the name of Sherlock Holmes, until you return, I will not let Aria Minor's body suffer any harm. Now, are you at ease?"

"Ah, here, the contract is established."

The Golden Darkness raised her head, but her eyes did not look at Sherlock who had just made a contract with her. She stretched her neck, and gently picked off the knot tied on Snowy's neck with her fingernails, and pulled a piece of extremely crude craft into it. The black cat pendant was taken off from her chest, then bent down, gently picked up Aria's palm, and put the pendant into her palm.

The [collar], or the [shackle] that she had willingly put on, is now untied.

"So."

She looked deeply at Aria's serene and calm face, as if she wanted to engrave this face in her mind forever.

"I'm leaving."

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"Come out, little one."

About 5 minutes after the golden darkness left, Sherlock, who was sitting cross-legged next to Aria, spoke without warning.

"Before you hid for so long, I can understand that you are afraid of the existence of the golden darkness, but now that she has left, why don't you attend the table?"

"As 'Sherlock Holmes', you should have this kind of courage, right, Little Merlette?"

After he finished speaking, a shadow in the corner trembled abnormally twice, and Meluette, who thought she was hiding well, crawled out of it silently with a bitter face.

"Master great-grandfather..."

"You should have heard it? The conversation between me and her."

It seemed to be an investigation and a scrutiny. He was like a stern old man in an ordinary family, looking up and down at his offspring.

"How much did you 'solve'?"

The puzzles are all the dialogue between him and her, how many have you solved?

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PS: Bow, bow, bow, bow!

Volume 290 The Shadow of the End: Chapter [-] Chapter [-] On the Self-cultivation of Pigeons

flight.

flight.

Endless flight.

Leaving the sky and the earth behind, the sky and the clouds were pulled into a very thin line and disappeared from the edge of vision. She vibrated her wings, and when she came back to her senses, the edge of the island that carried her life as a "human" The shoreline has become a blurred shadow buried in the boundary between sea and sky.

She stopped slowly, not even knowing where she flew to.

Orientation was irrelevant, her focus had never been on that.Beneath the feet are rolling black waves, and in front of the eyes is the tyrannical roaring, swallowing and blowing black tide, and the golden darkness is suspended here quietly.

She looked ahead calmly.

A god appeared ahead.

Just like the nascent light that split the unopened darkness and chaos, the boundary line between the sea and the sky has never been so clear as it is now. The manic elves timidly make way for the coming gods, she cuts open The gap, wordlessly manifests here.

Beside her, there are two clear gemstones, one of which is as bright as glass, and the other is as bright as blood.

The two who were supposed to be best friends looked at each other quietly.

Then they all spoke at the same time.

"Hand over it."

The overlapping voices made it almost impossible to tell who said what.

Qing stared at the girl who had been nailed to the ground by herself not long ago, and a poppy-like beautiful and vicious smile suddenly bloomed on her face.

"What? Did you forget the previous pain after the scar was healed, defeated? Where did you get the confidence to ask me for [Crimson Gold]?"

If she can defeat her once, she will naturally be able to defeat her a second time. There is no fluke or chance in their battle at this level. No matter how many times they repeat, they will get the same and absolute result.

"It's been so hard to save your life, but now you want to give away this recovered life so easily?" Qing smiled contemptuously, "I thought you were the kind of guy who was more rational and calm. Did your brain break through too?"

She mocked presumptuously, but there was no smile in her dark eyes.

The golden darkness just waited silently for her to spit out all the venom, and then murmured softly like a dream.

"Ah, probably, that's it..."

There was no denial, nor any expression of anger, as if something had been removed from her body, or she finally had the consciousness to make a choice. Her unfocused pupils looked at her enemy flatly.

"I must have something wrong with some part to do this kind of thing."

Obviously all you need to do is fight, all you need to do is kill, but I wasted time on conversations that are destined to be meaningless; I know that neither side can back down, but I made this extremely childish "demand" to her .

Without any warning, Qing rushed forward, swung the blade down, and as if she had rehearsed a thousand times, Ao easily parried her attack.

Bright golden sparks frequently burst out between the magic gun and the blade, which were flying metal debris being ignited by the scalding air.At that moment, the two exchanged countless times of offense and defense. Under the realm of super speed, even time would be stagnant. Once they were wrong, the long and narrow blade swept across the body of the gun, making a piercing and sharp cry. The eyes of the two staggered.

The entangled figures finally parted, half of the golden darkness submerged in the sea, and the body that flew out following the inertia plowed the sea surface. While adjusting her body, she searched for the enemy's body in the increasingly violent black tide. figure.

A red light suddenly lit up in the darkness, and the chill of death climbed up her spinal cord, covering her entire body in an instant. The golden darkness subconsciously turned her body sideways, and the blood-colored thunder flashed past her vision. What followed was a huge pain that was worse than cutting his belly open.

"Tsk, didn't you kill it?"

She clicked her tongue in pity, and Qing recalled the magic gun casually. This was originally a magic gun blessed by the great god Odin, but now this [blessing] has somehow evolved into a profound [curse], a silvery white color surrounded by sacred breath. The body of the gun is also covered with blood-red ominous magic, but no matter how it deteriorates, its inherent attributes will not change.

Will be in.

Declaration of the Great God: The goal of Gangorni has never been the opponent itself, but the illusory [Fate] in the dark, there is no need to aim specifically, even if the vision is blinded, it doesn’t matter even if the opponent’s entity cannot be seen, as long as you can observe It is enough to reach [Destiny] itself. In order to achieve the result of the hit, the magic gun will automatically find the cause of the result.

While one side is still trying to find the enemy, the other side has already launched the next round of attack. This is where the gap lies.

The golden darkness covered the penetrating wound on her shoulder, and blood gushed out from the gap between her fingers like a fountain. This blow almost broke her arm, and the curse made her wound unable to heal.

"Do you want to continue?"

With the tip of her tongue licking the golden dark blood remaining on the gun blade, Qing's tone was cruel.

"You are just a human being. Even if you have a little special ability, you are still not out of the category of human beings. And I am a great demon who has stolen the scepter of the gods and does not belong to this world. What do you use to fight me?"

"...I am no longer a [human being]."

This was the awareness she had long ago, but she hesitated when the matter came to an end, probably because she still had some luck in her heart... So she didn't wake up that guy in the first place.

But that doesn't work.

After this fight, she finally understood the truth: if you want to defeat [Inhuman], you have to become [Inhuman].

It seems that time and space are stagnant, cause and effect are cut off, and the world is suddenly dyed in stagnant black and white.

The golden darkness slowly closed his eyes.

Humans, deny.

weapons, denial...

Deny Deny Deny Deny Deny...

[Shackles] Untied.

Power that transcends dimensions surges out from under this body.

"Have you figured it out, Ontology?"

The voice of "her" sounded quietly in her ears.

"Use my power, you should know the price to pay, right?"

"...Ah, I admit it."

Just admit it.