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Chapter 129 The End of Salvation

Chapter 129 The End of Saving the World

Author: Monroe Wuque

Chapter 129 The End of Saving the World

Although the life forms in front of her almost blocked her throne path, after the identity was changed, they became important combat forces under her command.

The origin of Eternal Night is beyond imagination, and the birth of every powerful life is the result of chance.

As the Night King, Eufiya has the responsibility to safeguard the interests of Eternal Night. The pleasure of rising power cannot shake her awakening. If she is lost in power, she will become a puppet of Eternal Night Throne.

In front of Wei Miao's eyes, this scene finally freezes. The surrendered sentient beings, the floating darkness...

Her consciousness slowly pulled away from her body, her vision was vast, and she turned into a God's perspective.

Below, Yufeiya showed a compassionate smile and waved her hand to disperse the subjects who had kneeled down.

The nun wearing a thorn crown sat alone quietly.

The surviving fire transmitter was safely transmitted out of the Eternal Night Realm. Ximen looked back at Eternal Night, and his eyes that turned into golden color due to the power of fire were dyed with a rare smile.

Wei Miao knew that Ximen had changed his core.

The years are changing, the Son of the Divine Flame and the Fire-Transferor return to the imperial capital and tells the two religions that the Nun of the Eternal Night will be in charge of the Eternal Night Realm, and he will also take off his post as the Son of the Divine Flame and go to various major fire-filled lands

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After meeting Migler and Pablo and explaining some things, they disappeared directly.

The two churches lost their top combat power. When the princess and the eldest prince heard about this drastic change, they did not express much. They suppressed the two churches and watched the changes.

The pale fire was taken away by Ximen, and the royal family members lost the pressure of survival and were not in a hurry. Anyway, the throne was there, and those who could do it were.

This has been waiting for several years.

After Pablo died of physical reasons, he chose to succeed the second prince who always has a weak presence.

He inherited the royal guards, with ruthless means and intentionally or unintentionally suppressed the two churches. He seemed to have no support from any force and sat firmly on the throne, forcing the princess and the eldest prince to live peacefully.

He is the best candidate to balance the power of Eternal Night and the Holy Fire. Whether it is the eldest prince or the princess, whether it is the throne, it will lead to the expansion of the power behind it.

Migler did not lose his traits of a research madman.

He once asserted that when this world is free from the confinement of the divine flame and the eternal night, it will usher in a new life.

The ritual of the sacred tree was held as usual.

For a time, the empire fell into a period of stable development.

At the same time, those who are interested find that the Eternal Night Realm in the extreme south no longer shrinks in a corner, but spreads to the nearby small fire-spreading land, suppressed by the order of magnitude.

There seems to be a figure of the former son of the Divine Flame.

Wei Miao witnessed the tall Ximen standing in front of the fire at the core, and the slender chains were tightly wrapped around his whole body.

Eternal Night surged around him, suppressing the lava flowing beside the fire.

He stretched out his hands to hold objects, and the power of the divine flame flowed out, wrapping the core fire, slowly guiding it into his body.

At that moment, the inexplicable waves of air lifted up the corners of the robe, the chains tightened like life, and the black light flowed.

Ximen knelt weakly on one knee, clenched his fists, and the blue veins on his neck burst out. A few golden flames entered and exited the nose as he breathed, and he let out a beam of flame.

After a while, he recovered, slowly got up, and left step by step.

The eternal night retreated.

Not long after, this Tuhuodi actually fell into permanent cold and silent.

The cheerful civilians were full of hope, believing that the disaster of the Divine Flame began to reverse, and together with the two churches, they made a wave of reputation.

As for the real contributors behind the scenes, Eufia and Simon cooperated tacitly with their own hardships.

After watching a period of historical development, Wei Miao's consciousness suddenly fell, and he stood in front of the Eternal Night Throne as the phantom of the gray rabbit, and faced with Eufia.

Stabilizing but sharp, and long-term in the throne, Yufeiya is imposing. When facing her, ordinary people will unconsciously be respectful and overwhelmed by majesty.

"Time will prove everything. I know that my destiny was settled. There were countless roads in front of me. Although no one forced me, I still chose the most difficult road. Even if I repeat the choices thousands of times, I still

Will go on this path - because I was born with compassion."

"I once killed the endless divine flames, thinking that killing all the flame demons is the way to save the world."

"It should have been driven away from Alaide's worldly affairs, as the sharp blade of the church. It was not until I accidentally learned that I was the destined one that I could escape the bondage of the Eternal Night's nun."

"This is my innate mission, and no one can solve it except me. Unfamiliar travelers, thank you very much for crowning me! It is not me who enjoys the throne of Eternal Night, but you."

After not speaking for a long time, her voice was a little hoarse and the corners of her mouth were raised.

"Treat is the toughest temper. My will is as solid as a rock and can withstand the wear and tear of endless years."

"My mission will end one day in the future, and you and I will eventually meet again, leaving this new world with the eternal night of the past."

“I’m glad to be with you.”

Wei Miao could not speak or act, so he could only listen to her talk quietly.

The actor and the actor looked across the world and time and space between the actors. Her dark eyes seemed to see through everything and showed a real smile.

Like the first meeting.

The picture in front of me suddenly shattered and the surroundings fell into complete darkness.

An ancient gray framed floor mirror appeared in front of her, about two meters high and one meter wide. There were dark red tentacles squirming on the frame, and the four corners of the base were reverse joint sheep's hooves.

It emits a soft white light.

In the mirror, Wei Miao saw himself, who was Mr. Grey Rabbit, dressed well and smiling.

The next moment, the picture in the mirror changes.

Against the dark background, a dark red meteorite burned with a fire, with a brilliant taillight falling into a arc covered by black fog. The scorching air waves lifted the surrounding black fog, revealing the black soil that never grows.

The small pieces of the fire fell down together, piercing through the black fog and scattering everywhere.

Wei Miao Mingming: "Is this a... world?"

A arc-surface world that transcends common sense, and a dark starry sky.

From then on, the lifeless cold world has become warm.

Sparks dotted in the darkness, among which the crimson blazing light is particularly eye-catching, like gems adorned on soft black cloth.

It is clearly extinguished, but it burns endlessly.

The trajectory of silver-white meteors drifted through hundreds of them in a short time, and the stars moved.

I don’t know how many epochs it has gone through. One day, a figure full of mosaics broke into the mirror.

Wei Miao:???

Her eyes widened, but she couldn't see the true appearance of the mosaic no matter what, which made her very curious.

He could only tell that his body was silver, deep purple, and ink and black, and his long robe rolled elegantly at the end.

He stopped outside the world, as if he had looked at it for a while.

The picture deflected, moved to His front, giving Him a close-up of his hand—if that was indeed a hand.

Above the mosaic's "hand", a fluorescent blue tree species is quietly suspended.
Chapter completed!
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