Arad's unruly savior

Chapter 742 Incomplete Perfection

baah~

Jon's trembling fingers seemed to be attacked when he probed into the frosty field, and he withdrew his hand in horror, with deep sadness in his eyes.

Ice and fire are incompatible, he will never touch Saya's cheek and wipe away the clear tears from the corners of her eyes.

The distance of one meter is very short, so short that a person can easily cross it in one step.

But the distance of one meter is very long, so long that even if Jon meets again after a long absence of more than 400 years, he can't hug Saya tightly, and can only watch silently.

The eyes of the two people who looked at each other were full of sadness. Now all the consequences are caused by themselves for more than 1000 years, and they cannot be blamed on others.

When they were teenagers, who had never been confused, sad, or happy about love, and flowers would bloom on their cheeks when they heard someone mention the other's name by chance.

"We, that's enough..." Saya shook her head lightly.

"Yes, that's enough."

In the devastated royal capital, after the flames, there are only a few traces of history left. It has been a thousand years, and things are different.

As if a long river was flowing backwards, the souls and thoughts of the two returned to the scene they first saw when they were studying in a foreign country.

In the bustling college, towering ancient trees, in the tidy and clean library, they sat face to face with each other by chance, and there was a hazy but clear heartbeat.

From the first acquaintance to the acquaintance, I was surprised to find that each other's interests, hobbies, conversations and behaviors were all in line with my own wishes, ideals, like a heaven-sent fate.

After they got acquainted, they couldn't bear to be deceived. When they revealed their identities, the subtle sense of humor showed that they were both princes and queens who were hiding their identities.

Even when they graduated and returned to China, they made an oath to each other, firmly believing that the conflicts between countries can be resolved in a way.

It's just that, after all, fate tricked people and made a tragic joke.

"sorry."

"sorry."

Apologizing to each other at almost the same moment, and suddenly smiling at each other, it seems to be reconciled, but it still contains sadness.

Saya cursed the entire imperial capital in a fit of apology, while Jon apologized to himself who was obsessed with the throne in the past.

"I could have dissipated by myself, but I still have a lot to say, and I want to talk to you." Saya's exquisite face finally bloomed a little brilliance, bright and moving, and smiled: "Then, I will wait for you in the underworld."

"OK, wait for me!"

The one-meter frost field suddenly dissipated, and Saya's figure disappeared without a trace again, but Jon seemed to let go of his knot, and nodded slightly to agree to the first agreement after this reunion.

Naturally, to achieve.

The lonely and empty palace in the past, guarded by a portrait sleeping situation, seems not to be much better than the underworld.

Jon's figure also disappeared in place, the ground was already full of moonlight, casting coldness, he ran away for dozens of miles, like a bolide, away from the ruins of the disaster bank.

The roaring flames ignited a terrifying tornado and hurricane, and the aura of ghosts and gods was released with all its strength, like a bait, faintly hooking something.

He doesn't need to deliberately look for the gate of the underworld or the entrance of the crack. As the only surviving ghost and god, he just needs to bloom his breath wantonly to lure the predator.

A swamp of black water suddenly emerged from the solid ground, and spread to the surroundings at an incredible speed. At the same time, an aura that made the flame ghost Jon palpitate rushed from a dimension under the ground.

"Saya, I'm going to the underworld to see you."

The dazzling firelight in the night was suddenly swallowed by a mysterious giant beast from bottom to top. Its hideous and dark mouth seemed to be able to bite the moon in the sky.

boom!
The huge mouth closed, and the sound of Buraxiu smashing into the swamp was shocking and profound, awakening countless sleeping people.

The mysterious tornado flames, the terrifying devouring giant beast, and new anecdotes are expected to spread quietly in the continent of Arad.

Yelin's eyes seemed to see through the thick rocks, reaching the ground, and sighed: "I can feel that Jon's breath has disappeared, and he should have been eaten by Bharaxiu to the underworld."

"Woooo..."

Seaman, who flung himself into the curator's arms for comfort, took a while to sniff his nose and choked up his sobs: "That's good, the two of them can finally get together in the underworld. In a sense, it's perfect."

Siyat opened her mouth, but she still couldn't utter the words that hit her hard, so let's just leave Seaman with a beautiful fantasy of love.

Ice and fire are incompatible. Even in the underworld, Saya and Jon cannot touch each other, even if it is a handshake or a hug.

Moreover, the two have already turned into ghosts and gods, and there is no expectation that they can be together even after death, and the punishment of anger is still entangled.

It can only be said that compared to the distance between one in Arad and the other in the underworld, at least they can meet face to face and feel comforted in their hearts.

The underground ruins are completely empty. Jon's flames have wiped out all the remaining resentful spirits. Maybe new ghosts will be born here in the future, or some monsters will occupy it, but that's all in the future.

"Thank you for your help, our last wish has been fulfilled."

Saya's maid, Xiu Li, and the captain of the personal guard, Froy, extended court etiquette, looked at each other and smiled slightly, and calmly held Yuena's hands, which turned into snowflakes in a soft holy light.

The cold wind blowing on his face briefly dispelled the scorching heat that Jon had brought before, making him sober.

This sad city was destroyed due to the Saya curse, and Jon fell into hell on his own initiative. The sad atmosphere is gradually dissipating.

It's just that the dilapidated, dilapidated capital of a country is still silently telling about the tragic war more than 1000 years ago.

"I should go too."

The hem of the ice angel's clothes is turning into dots of fluorescent light, turning into pieces of falling snowflakes.

He gave Saya the power to revenge, so he was entangled with the cause and effect of the disaster bank capital, and it was difficult to escape.

Now ashes to ashes, dust to dust, he also has a reason to be free.

Yuena's eyes moved, and she hurriedly asked: "Sheila, do you want to dissipate yourself like Hersos?"

"Are you talking about the Flame Angel... Hahahaha, we have struggled, lost, left, and slept, and now our souls are back under His grace. Safir, may God's will always protect you!"

A cool breeze came slowly, blowing away the strong smell of fire smoke before, just like a natural wind.

"He is him, and he will not be him in the future. The name of the ice angel will be inherited, and it may also be called Sheila, but it may not be the Sheila just now."

The little angel Lemiel also seemed a little unhappy, holding a caramel from Mai Lu in his hand, it was too big and he had to break it open to eat.

Flapping its petite six wings, it also disappeared into the air.

Hiat was also in a low mood, regretting: "Although I didn't fight the war 1000 years ago, I seem to have fought again mentally. I'm so tired."

Once the words of relaxation and ridicule were uttered, they immediately aroused sympathy and emotion, and they all felt mentally exhausted, so they found a place to sit down and rest for a while.

Saya's Snow Dancer is ice blue and crystal clear, and Jon's Scarlet Phoenix Saber is as red as lava. The shapes of the two are almost identical, but their attributes are just the opposite.

This is the token of love between the former pair of princes and queens, and now the remnants of the two ghosts and gods, Flame and Frost, have extraordinary historical value and significance.

The curator juxtaposed the two weapons, and with an admiring gaze, praised: "Yelin, I think these two knives, and the portrait of Saya, can be protected and exhibited as cultural relics."

"Well, but the Scarlet Phoenix Knife and the portrait are the trophies of our team, but the Snow Maiden belongs to Fengying, how to deal with it and ask her personal opinion, eh... Where is Fengying? Why is Xiaoyu missing?"

Hang Chi... Hang Chi...

Everyone who was resting turned their heads suspiciously, and then they were stunned and stunned.

I don't know when, Xiaoyu and Fengying have each touched a shovel, digging something on a solid ground with great interest, looking like a treasure.

"I remember..." Mo Mei said in an uncertain tone: "That place seems to be the throne of the Kingdom of Calamity, with golden decorations melting."

　Saya is not only a princess who is dazzled by love, but also a general. Kagan and Bier are hostile countries, and they have been at war for many years.

　　Moreover, Arad is a world of swords and magic, similar to Saya cursing the imperial capital, Giger devouring 30 soldiers, and Borodin's burial of a million soldiers are really common...

　　Behind the glamour, there will always be those unnoticed victims.

　　Including the game characters, who seem to be powerful adventurers, but as mentioned in the background, many, many adventurers died, but the character "you" just happened to grow up.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)