Chapter 21: Past story, half a drop of tears

She opened her eyes and saw endless darkness in front of her. The golden scales broke through the ocean of the soul, reflected the light into her eyes, attracting her to walk forward and follow the fluctuations in her heart to the true truth. The river of memory flowed into the rolling sea of ​​souls. Among the golden scales that had been undulating, there was something hidden in the depths of the soul for a long time, attracting her to find the truth.

In a fragmented world, countless pieces of memory floated on the sea of ​​souls, shining with golden glow. The fluctuations of memories, the black sky, the golden scales, and the throbbing in the heart led her to a dreamy world. Along the way, the pieces of golden pieces of memory merged into her body, making her remember her identity, the witch of fate...

The past book, the golden scales gradually turned into a golden scroll, the past book, which has slowly condensed into memories after countless nights, records the most unforgettable part of all the memories she lost.

The scroll records a crazy plan for Witch Night.

Since ancient times, the concept of Witch Night is to maintain peace in this world, keep war away, and stop disasters. Unfortunately, the struggle never ends. From the dominance of the inner flange to the prosperity of the hundreds of races, killing and sadness have never stopped. The superficial strength and prosperity never conceal the essence of sin. Life is ignored and oppression becomes the norm. Whether it is the inner flange dominating the world or the world where hundreds of races stand in a row, time is moving forward, the progress of civilization is just an appearance. It seems that a terrible giant beast lurks in the dark, causing flames to cover the continent and bring sadness to the world. Witch Night tries its best to eliminate disasters, but sometimes it is powerless to turn the world, and can only watch the disaster come...

Until the reincarnation of the Witch Night was completed more than ten thousand years ago, the new generation of the Witch King ascended the throne. She was a wise and visionary wise man. She saw the accumulated traits of the hundreds of tribes on the mainland, the hidden threats of heaven and hell, the repetition of desires and evil thoughts, and the human beings who were ready to move under the watering of blood and hatred. If the Witch Night still adheres to the principle of guiding in the dark outside the world, then an unprecedented catastrophe is about to come. This is not a simple rise and fall change, and it is not just the era of controversy among the hundreds of tribes, because there are signs that the commanders of hell have turned their attention to this strategic impetus connecting the world, and the demon god's minions have extended to the world of fragile shelter. By that time, everything is about to usher in the end of destruction.

So from that time on, the Witch Night began a new round of action, and a huge plan slowly unfolded. From the King of Witches, from the ordinary demon servants of the twelve upper witches, the Northland, the West Frontier, the South Frontier, the Middle Land, and the East... The Witch Night's elites rose up, with mysterious power inheritance and precious scientific and technological skills, each presided over secret missions.

Simply put, the plan of the Witch King is to use the direct power of Witch Night to support a weak but full of potential nation, launch a worldly war on the mainland, and put all the hopelessly degraded races into destruction and despair. This vital new nation will step onto the stage of the mainland, and a great king will lead them to eliminate all sadness and evil. The new nation will establish a new order, and the losers will wait for the next cycle of rise and fall.

The power of resistance of humans, which had already appeared, accelerated their growth under the guidance of Witch Night. The plan of the Witch King is so magnificent that the seven professions that benefited humans for thousands of years are just one of the branches of the plan, the Temple of War God, the Fortress of Learning, and the Dome of the Sky... With the help of the Witches, the power of resistance has accumulated in the holy land. Finally, ten thousand years ago, an unprecedented bloody battle was launched on the continent. The slaves picked up swords, the free people roared, and the flames of revenge were not burned for a long time, but they were burned thoroughly. The resoluteness and the power of revenge were so fierce that the witches even caught them off guard. In just a short time, the hundreds of tribes of the former glorious continent had been destroyed under the battle flag of humans.

But in terms of the result, the witches were still very satisfied. Although the original plan was to choose a perfect leader, a king of kings. But now they found that it was a good thing to have seven invincible saints. More importantly, the new human beings were so perfect in blood and fire. They were tenacious and united, enthusiastic and kind, not afraid of sacrifice, full of ideals, advocated virtue, and perseverance and integrity. They exiled all their enemies, and then defeated the army of hell that flocked to the first lunar eclipse war, defended their hard-won home again with sacrifice and battle, and then devoted all their enthusiasm in their lives to the reconstruction of their new home.

Peace and peace finally came to the mainland, without disputes, no intrigue, no killing or war. The Witch Night planned for thousands of years, countless plans and practices, which consumed countless manpower, material resources and even sacrifices. After this result, it was finally satisfied. Just as they were about to live in seclusion again to enjoy the success and glory of this great operation, the form turned straight. Hundreds of years later, most of the free first generation of human beings had died, but the kingdom they created quickly grew terrible sins. Without the oppression of foreign enemies and the desire for freedom, the human mind quickly corrupted, and after peace and peace, what we ushered in was oppression and torture of the same race. The sufferings suffered by human beings in the past actually reappeared on their own compatriots.

The witches were disappointed and furious again, and directly found the first generation of saints who were alive at that time, and asked these supreme leaders of human beings to take action to eliminate the evil that breeds the nation. But to their surprise, the saints of human beings lacked interest in this. They all have wisdom and realms that are difficult to find in the world, and are full of love and emotion for human beings. But what the witches cannot understand is that they actually turn a blind eye to the evil and ugliness of their nation. Their reason is that this is human beings.

The root nature can only be overcome by humans themselves. The holy land is too involved in the world of ordinary people, which can only cause dissatisfaction and panic. The limitations of the soul cannot be eradicated. Instead of thundering means suppressing the rebound in the future, it is better to carry forward the good nature to fight against evil. A single slaughter cannot solve any problem, but will cause suspicion and evil thoughts. The sun shines all things, but it is light that creates shadows. The only way to eliminate shadows is to eliminate the sun. But without the sun, can people still survive?

But in the eyes of the witches, these reasons are betrayal and unreasonable. The witch king, who could not accept this statement, left behind saints who smiled bitterly, shook their heads, frowned or calm, rolled their eyes behind them. The witches disappeared in front of the world in disappointment and returned to their original homeland, and they were still observing the world in secret.

However, time flows, generations of saints passed away one after another, and the fantastic world described by the Immortal King and others has not yet been realized. The witches see that only light and darkness intertwined, beauty and ugliness coexist. At some moments and places, evil cannot defeat justice is just a fantasy, passionate blood becomes brainless, indifference becomes the norm, strength becomes truth, and morality becomes jokes. The Second Lunar Eclipse War 5,000 years ago is a complete replica of the first war. Although a group of heroes who knew what sacrifices and what victory were, recasting the beauty of human nature with blood and fire, after the victory of the war, the humans who rebuilt their homes inevitably grew evil thoughts under the intoxication of peace, suffering and ugliness came again, and troubled times always alternated back and forth, and the cycle of reincarnations, and the rise and fall of dynasties were just self-deception.

She felt that what she had fought for for thousands of years was actually a complete mistake. The Witch King decided to redeem her mistake. For this reason, she formulated a new plan and was recognized by the angry witches. However, there were differences in places where there were thoughts. Even if the plan was not a retaliatory destruction, it was still opposed by a small number of witches.

This includes her... No, that's not her. She is the leader of the mysterious side, the witch who sees through the world's numerology, and she is just a c.c who has lost her memory. But there is only one memory that can be sure of. At the source of the wind and clouds, she saw the eyes of the witch king for the last time, as deep as ink and as mysterious as the abyss.

The dream came to an abrupt end at the last moment, c.c suddenly opened his eyes, and Shiliu Ye Saki and Yu were still asleep, and tears had already flowed over her face. Over the years, trivial memories have slowly weaved into a complete catalog, slowly presenting the truth in front of her eyes, until one day, everything will perfectly return to her mind, why did she lose her memory, her determination, her experience, her memories, and on that day, her memories will be woven and complete, driving her to fulfill her destiny. It is not the driving of simple memories, but the throbbing of the soul and the choice of the heart, and then... she is about to really leave.

Because I am about to become real me.

Not the c.c who likes to eat pizza and is lazy all day long.

Instead, he is tired and fearless and sad, and he fights against the witch of fate on the night of the Witch.

Is that the real me...?

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In his memory, the first time he encountered c.c was about two years ago.

A woman who claimed to tell him how to be king was divine and said something that seemed reasonable and liked to be a big empty talk. She liked to eat pizza and was too lazy to die. Sometimes she was as alert as a female wolf, and sometimes she was as lazy as a puppy. No one knew where she came from, nor could she judge her purpose. But since the God of War said that this kind of people and animals was harmless, then Caesar also tried to accept this woman who came uninvited and refused to leave. After all, it was pleasing to the eye and had some usefulness in speaking.

OK...it's mainly because, for some reason, he had some familiarity with this woman.

The flowing green hair, which was smooth as the most gorgeous silk, and the beautiful eyes shining with golden light. In fact, when c.c first appeared in front of him, a strange feeling filled his heart, quiet and sad. He seemed to have forgotten something that he must not forget, sad for it, but also felt at ease for her return, which is good, isn't it?

At some point, this woman who called herself c.c had already occupied a place in his heart. She appeared when Caesar was sixteen years old, watching him grow up day by day, and ruled the northern land with wisdom and strength, and became a great king. She never appeared in front of others, but for Caesar, she was special and indispensable.

One day, Caesar discovered that c.c had been like Heluo and Zi, and it seemed too late. He didn't even know how c.c broke into his heart without any trace. Zi grew up together since childhood, and Heluo had a spiritual understanding countless times. So what did this woman rely on to leave traces in his heart?

I don't know, I can't figure it out, I can't figure it out. It's just that two years passed, neither long nor short, calm and peaceful. He went to the cottage where C.C every now and then to bake dozens of pizza. His craftsmanship was skillful and top-notch, just because she liked to eat it. For this reason, he could go to the south, tie up several top royal chefs, ask for all the secrets, and then use the spirit of a barbarian to experience thousands of failures, eat thousands of failed products, and then practice the skills they are today. This story is nonsense and warm. Although it is stupid, when you recall it, you just smile lightly, without any regrets.

I may have met her before, although I don't remember it.

If this idea was just a faint touch in the past, but what he had experienced in the past few years made him more and more convinced. There were many messy things in his soul, such as Tagueo's random graffiti, and the old guys in the Temple of War wrote and painted randomly every now and then. His soul could even transcend the void and talk to the demon dragon, connect to the world's stone, and resonate with the souls and even the material in the entire Northland. Recently, he also ate a spiritual vein, and some memory blockades are so important.

Sure enough, the memory of the black cat verified this speculation. Eight years ago, his magic dragon power was awakened for the first time. In order to protect his weak soul at that time, there were memories of Tagueo and the killing that night were blocked by the Temple of War. Until the fire and the Wujiuli in the fire allowed him to experience similar scenes, not only awakening the new dragon roar, but also unraveling the dusty memory. This means that there must be two. He also looked familiar with the black cat before. If that is the case, it means that there is really such a thing in his sense of familiarity with c.c?

This guess made him a little excited, and the cheers of the child being about to uncover the mystery. He thought more than once about what kind of encounter with c.c before, but after thinking about it for a long time, he still couldn't get the idea. In fact, if he didn't know, he didn't know. There was nothing to care about - the most important thing is that c.c is around him. Even if the memory of the black cat has not been restored, Wu Geng Liuli will still work for him in the north, sit in the Heavenly King Hall, use the spring of wisdom to manage the operation of the affairs of the north, and plan the establishment of the imperial capital of the sky. Similarly, even if he can't remember the memories of c.c before, the memories of the past two years are still so real, and his intention to be with her forever has never changed. The past has passed, and those who come can chase after it...

But I don’t know when this feeling has slowly changed. Even when c.c insisted on leaving the north, leaving himself, and completing a certain established mission, he didn’t feel this way. He always thought that no matter how far c.c ran, he couldn’t leave his palm. He would always ask her to hit her, and then slapped her hard until she knew she was wrong...

Until the reunion after separation, when the two looked at each other after separation, when they looked at C.c with excited eyes in calmness, Caesar's heart twitched violently. This was a bad premonition. He seemed to have a premonition that he was going to lose. In the future, C.c's abnormal words and too strange words and deeds, more intimate attitude, everything was clearly enjoying the last tenderness. What mission was she insisting on? The pursuit of the Witch Night on her, the sudden attack of the Dimensional Witch, what did Joan of Arc experience back then and parted ways with the Witch Night...

The secret of the Witch Night has quietly entangled with c.c, and the witch of fate that he cares about in his heart is the center of all the difficulties and the root of all the problems. He is not interested in knowing what she has carried, but the only thing is certain that he wants to protect her.

But she still felt a little panic... The scene that occasionally appears in her dreams. Under the vast starry sky in the north, her long green hair drooped to his face, her golden eyes were filled with tears, her expression was shocked and regretful, moved and pious. Behind her was the wind and snow in the sky, like countless lives passed away. This was the only scene in the broken memory, the only memory he could capture, as for the others... there was only a flash of shocking glances, and then gradually drifted away in his efforts to pursue. The sounds and images of unknown significance eventually became meaningless blanks.

Perhaps this dreamlike woman will disappear more resolutely at some time in the future, so resolutely that he will never find it. He has never experienced this feeling of loss, and will never want to experience it. If there are still things in the world that I cannot protect, then become stronger. The memories of passing are actually meaningless, as long as she is still by my side...

Then swear with the only starry sky left in my memory and make a promise that I will not reappear in my mood at that time, keep getting stronger and gaining strength, from the Temple of War, from this body, from Tagoo, to get it yourself, wait for others to send it, or even seek it, until there is nothing in the world that cannot be defeated, and no one in the world can take away anything he cherishes, even fate, demon god, or time.

Caesar held the half of the tears shed when he woke up and let them disappear in his palm.

Come on, bastards.

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