Old days in the box

Chapter 333 The most important person in her heart

White light rushed toward the two of them, as if they had fallen into a sea of ​​light, completely enveloped by an endless halo.

The Tsukuyomi space created with the Samsara Eye was like an infinitely folding kaleidoscope mirror that completely engulfed them, turning them into an ever-changing hallucination dream.

The Infinite Tsukuyomi, which is enough to envelope and dominate the entire planet, reflects all the people and things they desire most in their hearts.

The moment of light and weightlessness was like leaving a dark cave and traveling into daylight.

Taiyin raised his head again, and all the light had disappeared without a trace, leaving him alone in the middle of a luxurious hall, like a lost traveler.

He looked around in confusion, and the royal hall, as clear as emerald, came into view, extremely luxurious.

In the center of the hall was an exquisite long table, lined with sterling silver candlesticks and a table full of delicacies, like a feast waiting for guests to arrive.

This is...where?

Instinctively, he realized that he seemed to be doing something important, but he couldn't remember it anyway.

Everything that happened a second ago seemed to him like he had just woken up from a dream. He could no longer recall any real details, leaving only a vague sense of illusion.

It seemed that no matter what happened just now, it was just a false alarm in a dream, and it was not important. Now he should go to a banquet and enjoy this ordinary and ordinary night.

She was wearing a dark gold dress for a dinner party, holding warm red roses and decorating the dining table. The soft silk fabric clung to her body, outlining her seductive curves in the flickering candlelight. Every move she made They all seem to carry a silent temptation.

The deepest chill broke out in an instant, and the edge of Frostmourne penetrated her body, nailing her to the dining table with the frozen black mist.

Yes, he has just finished the royal meeting and is about to return to the palace to have a dinner with his beloved. This is his relaxing moment after finishing his political affairs every day, and he lives an ordinary and ordinary life with his beloved——

Surrounded by a large group of bright red roses, Joseph came to the dining table.

Taiyin chuckled with a joking tone, and the endless frost spread from his hands.

A look of astonishment appeared on the woman's face, and she screamed sharply. One second her face was filled with fatal temptation and tenderness, but the next second it became distorted and ferocious, like an extremely evil devil.

"You're back, come and have a meal." Joseph turned to face him and walked over with a smile.

The appearance of this "Joselle" completely collapsed, as if a dream was shattered, and her sharp screams echoed in the center of the entire luxurious hall, causing a collapse.

Such memories and feelings emerged from Taiyin's mind unconsciously.

Like an angel with the body of a devil, Joseph turned around and hugged his neck and whispered to him softly: "You have had a hard day today, enjoy your dinner."

"She said that a wise king should not have too much food on his table, and I have been losing weight recently, didn't you know?"

Joseph led him to the luxurious dining table, which was filled with all kinds of amazing delicacies, including roasted fat sheep, charcoal-roasted calves, and glasses of fine wine.

Taiyin lowered his face and suddenly hugged her back, pressing her down on the dining table.

The fantasy of Infinite Tsukuyomi failed to deceive Taiyin. Even if he could not recall the previous memories, the dreamlike and beautiful scene in front of him was enough to make him suspicious.

He is a king, but he is different from other kings on the continent. He was not born in a royal family, received no education from superior people, and was not taught the use of divinity by gods. He was alone in the war-torn Frankish kingdom. Growing up, he honed himself into an unvarnished sword on the streets and on the battlefield.

Such people will not believe that good things will come to them so easily. As "Joselle" was completely shattered under the sword, the entire scene was completely shaken, tearing along the perfect dining table and the dazzling array of food all the way to the exquisite ceiling, completely collapsing.

As if the fog cleared, everything around Taiyin quickly disappeared and turned into nothingness.

Those bright halls, luxurious decorations, and ceiling murals all disappeared without a trace in an instant, until the surrounding area returned to the white misty Tsukuyomi space.

The memory details that he could not remember before were all restored at this moment, allowing Taiyin to remember why he was in this space.

"Where's Freya?" He looked around and asked.

At the same moment, I was in another illusion in this Tsukuyomi space.

There are no exquisite and luxurious halls, no sumptuous dinners, and no charming ladies. There is only a temple leading to the sky, surrounded by countless stairs.

The white throne was suspended in the center of the temple. It was a symbol of the gods in the sky, and sitting on it was an image covered in light.

And under the throne is Freya who is here.

She was wearing a simple wreath on her head at the moment, worshiping like the most devout believer, deeply immersed in it.

"Freya, you have fulfilled all my expectations and are worthy of your name as the goddess of the ocean." The person sitting on the white throne spoke, and the voice that came out was exactly the same as Zhou Xiao's voice of god.

This nihilistic illusion aimed at Freya actually reflected the image of Zhou Xiao's son of the past.

The Chosen Ones of the past were outstanding. These illusions could not blind Taiyin, and they should not be able to blind Freya. At this time, she was deeply trapped in the illusion deep in her heart, and it was definitely not due to her mental strength.

But she couldn't resist the whisper of this fantasy to her.

"I...I have never known whether I have done well enough or whether I will live up to your expectations of me. I hope that I can do my best." Freya carefully answered to the throne.

"No need to doubt, I completely understand your inner thoughts." The light image on the throne replied softly.

"Although in the eyes of the world you are the lofty divine champion, the ancient goddess who controls the sea, you know very well in your heart that you are just an ordinary fisherman who was born in the North Sea, an insignificant existence among mortals."

"You have never been the transcendent messenger of God in their minds. Everything you have is given to you by me, so you try your best every time. You jump into the furnace of the Kingdom of Donos, and you fight against the devil. In the sea, you used yourself as bait to rush into the miraculous sphere, and you risked your life every time just to prove to me that you are worthy of these gifts."

The distorted voice of God emanated from the white throne, and the image of light that could not be seen directly spoke out all the thoughts in Freya's heart.

"And now, you have finally done it. You have lived up to my expectations." The radiant figure stood up from the throne and stretched out his hand towards Freya, "Come forward, you will receive my eternal gift and get my Right seat."

Freya walked towards it expectantly, only one step away from the white throne.

At this moment, a cold sword edge came through the air, slashing open the white throne from the void, tearing it apart completely.

(End of this chapter)