Arad's unruly savior

Chapter 1717 Spring Flowers Blossom
"Is it really okay for us to do this?" Xi Lan glanced at the comatose Liz, feeling a little frightened.

In the past, when he opened the gate of time and space, he just went to drink, or visit historical events, and at most brought out some unimportant small objects, but now he directly took away a big living person, and he played a very important person in history .

The last straw that broke Ozma!
"Liz will commit suicide soon in history. I use a similar doll to imitate her future. The normal process of history will not be blank, so there is no problem."

In the Prison of Perus, a strange black fog had just completed a deal with the human Ozma, revealing half of a very special silver-white skull face, and looked suspiciously at the sky somewhere.

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The sanctuary built by Michael still exists, but the whole is already full of cracks, suspended in the high sky, and the light is dazzling, and no one knows the details of its interior.

They returned to the sanctuary, and time was still flowing normally and smoothly.

The many pretenders who came from the chaotic dimension barely maintained a relatively controllable situation under the siege of the armies of various countries in the continent of Arad, as well as adventurers, clergymen, and hermit powerhouses.

It is also precisely because the visitors from the chaotic dimension are completely mutated creatures, they have lost the light of spiritual knowledge in their minds, and only have pure destructive instincts left, so it is easier to distinguish.

"Liz, wake up." Ozma gently stroked her beautiful and haggard cheeks. It could be seen that she was really sad. Her beautiful eyes were swollen like walnuts, and her face was pale and bloodless.

As if hearing a familiar call, Liz's long and curved eyelashes trembled slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes. Suddenly, a tall, burly, terrifying-looking demon came into sight.

Skeleton-shaped magic wings, bright red piercing eyes, curved inhuman horns, a solid chest covered with magnificent magic lines, and a terrifying aura.

The devil's face seemed to be smiling, but then remembered crying.

"Who are you?" Liz, who was in shock, hurriedly moved back a distance. She only remembered that when she walked out of the prison in a daze, her consciousness suddenly went black.

When I woke up again, it was this golden and glorious mysterious space, where there were still a few unknown people, and a terrifying demon.

But why, this devil's stern face looks familiar.

"Liz, it's me, I'm..." Ozma's words suddenly stuck in his throat, and he silently looked down at his sharp devil's claws. A single slap was as big as Liz's head.

Yelin's eyes lit up with green lights, and the phantom of the sacred tree of Wuxuan emerged behind him. The lush green canopy broke through Michael's sanctuary, protruding between the sky and the earth, exaggerating a large area of ​​fresh green atmosphere.

Powers: Return to zero!
Wisps of green freshness surround Ozma's demon body, and submerge into his body, soft yet domineering, shining with supreme power.

A pair of bone-shaped demon wings on Ozma's back fell off, and the demon horns growing on top of his head also shrunk visible to the naked eye. The majestic and sturdy demon body was shrinking, and its sharp nails and fangs were gone. The purple-black hard stone Regenerate stubborn skin into a healthy complexion.

"Is this the power of Wuxuan? It can actually restore Ozma to the state of unawakened apostle power." Michelle was surprised, and it was the first time he had seen Wuxuan's power in the beginning.

Ozma, who has become a "human being" again, looks handsome, elegant, and personable, and is the person Liz is familiar with... But the darkness of the beginning is still dormant in her body. This is the darkness of the beginning. Death, otherwise nothing can be changed.

"Ozma, aren't you imprisoned, and your eyes..." Liz felt like she was dreaming. Could it be that this is the legendary paradise? She and Ozma are both dead. what?
Moreover, if she read correctly, Ozma was a demon just now...!
"Liz!"

Ozma stretched out his arms and hugged his lover tightly. He was like a tree facing the wind in a human posture, with a handsome face, and couldn't help crying at this moment.

To Liz, it seemed like a dream, unreal, but he had been dominated by anger and resentment for hundreds of years, and the thought of revenge every moment had already penetrated into his bone marrow.

After becoming the God of Chaos, he never woke up.

Although Liz didn't quite understand the reason, she still hugged Ozma's waist subconsciously, greedy for the beauty of this moment, even if it was just a dream.

"She..." Michelle frowned slightly, Liz's face was aging rapidly, her fair skin turned dark yellow, and wrinkles appeared.

"It should be the influence of time travel. After all, she is not a human of this era, and her strength is too weak, not even a professional. She cannot resist even a trace of time erosion." Ye Lin analyzed, that is, time and space travel in the opponent There are side effects.

"How much time is left?" Ozma asked urgently.

"Probably, half a day to one day..." Ye Lin could actually erase the influence of time, but he didn't do it.

Because Ozma's ending is doomed to death, he set off two dark jihads, which brought disaster to the mainland. The Chaos Apostle has become notorious and is not tolerated by the whole world.

Just like what Ozma said, no matter how many years passed, whether it is a hundred years, a thousand years, or ten thousand years... His name has long been tied to the "demon", and there is no room for him to turn around.

There was a big gap in the sanctuary, and the sun that was gradually setting was just visible, bright and majestic, and the pure light shone on the body warmly, very beautiful and very comfortable.

If it wasn't for a reason, and being forced to a desperate situation, who would be willing to turn into a demon and abandon this precious light.

Ozma understands that when the sun in front of her eyes falls below the horizon, it will be the moment when the chaos that has ravaged the continent for hundreds of years will come to an end.

What is Ye Lin's motive for helping him, he doesn't know, and he doesn't have time to ask, he just wants to give his lover a good hug in the last half day.

He forgot how many years it had been. After awakening as the Apostle of Chaos, he didn't take another look at the Arad Continent where he was born and raised. Every mountain, every river, every plant and every tree felt so beautiful and kind.

Ozma asked Yelin for a rose, and gently pinched it to Liz's ear with her trembling wrist. Her warm flaxen hair was already slightly gray, and the years had severely eroded her.

He decided to confess everything to Liz. If Liz wanted to survive in this world, he would kneel down to Ye Lin and pray for Liz's last chance of life regardless of last night.

Following Ozma's narration, Liz, who was shocked at the beginning, gradually became calm and gentle, caressing his cheek, and the look in her eyes was very distressed.

"Being slandered for treason and treason, your soul is full of anger and resentment. After so many years, you must be very tired."

"Yes, I'm very tired, very tired..." Ozma looked exhausted, as if all her strength had been drained from her body, she carefully rested her head on Liz's knee pillow, and watched the sunset together.

How I wish time could stop here, bright, it's really likable.

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"Liz, the current continent of Arad has infinite beauty. You can start a new life. Perus is the history of the past, and all your worries are gone."

He was persuading Liz to live, but Ozma still didn't have the courage to tell the cruelest fact that the apostle died and would not enter the underworld.

"But what's the point of a place without you, no matter how beautiful the scenery is." Liz gently held his hand, with a slight smile on her lips.

Looking at the beautiful sunset and going to the end with your lover, it's actually very romantic, isn't it?

The sun has already disappeared for most of the time, and there is a coolness between the sky and the earth. Ozma's eyesight is very good, and he can see a small yellow flower somewhere on the ground at a glance... the winter jasmine is blooming.

Arad Continent has already started a vigorous new year.

"Is there anything else to say?" Ye Lin seemed a little indifferent, but the traumatized Arad Continent and the countless human beings who are still living need to usher in the end of chaos.

"Thank you." Ozma nodded slightly, and then looked at the vast mountains and rivers of Arad, which he had personally guarded this precious beauty.

"I'm sorry, Allard."

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　Ozma, about one chapter left.

　　In addition, the order of the chapters is wrong...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)