Life Simulation: Let the Female Swordsman Regret for the Rest of His Life

There is much more to the words on the paper.

There are many words written, and they are written very densely.

They are all about Krisa and the witch's life arrangements, including but not limited to strength improvement, future direction, food, clothing, housing and transportation.

Every word outlined, every intermittent sentence, is so crooked and awkward, and it can be seen from it that the writer is in an extremely bad state.

Originated from the suppression of the gods.

From the end of life.

It makes it extremely difficult for the person the witch cares about most in her heart to write normally.

But even so, he still worries about the witch's future, thinks about the pros and cons for the witch, and illuminates the way forward for the witch.

"Teacher."

His fingertips trembled, stroking the surface of the paper, passing over every word on it, feeling the residual warmth from the "sun".

Tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-

There was a crisp impact sound, which was the echo of tears falling on the paper.

Krisa stood in the study room where she was the only one there, looking at the familiar handwriting on the surface of the paper, her eyes were instantly filled with tears, and the tears slid down quietly without making any sad sounds.

The sunlight from the outside world poured freely, bringing heat and light to everything, making the sea of ​​trees mottled and making insects and birds sing.

The world was quiet in the summer.

The witch was silent in pain.

There was no light in her eyes, and the only slight fluctuation was the silent weeping reflected by the light falling on the surface of the crystal tears.

"I obviously... obviously... don't deserve you to do this..."

"You gave me the meaning of existence... That's enough..."

"No more..."

The picture was silent, but the impact of sadness went straight to the heart.

The witch had never cried as quietly, sadly, and helplessly as she did now. She still felt that she was a completely inferior product.

She had no courage and could only rely on Xu Xi to move forward.

She had no power and could only sit and watch Xu Xi pass away.

She had no emotions and could only give Xu Xi a fake smile.

Her life, the life of a witch, the life of Krisa Christina.

It was so pale and powerless.

She could do nothing, and could do nothing.

Looking at the words on the paper, Xu Xi knew that he had not much time left, but he still considered her, and Krisa's body trembled even more.

I really want to sink into darkness forever, and I really want to never move again.

But it's not possible.

The mentor didn't want her to become like this.

He was looking forward to it, encouraging her, hoping that the witch would spread her wings and fly freely into the sky.

Therefore, Krisa stood up again. She was very obedient and listened to Xu Xi's words, ready to live according to Xu Xi's orders.

But.

What is the meaning of living?

The witch didn't know, the witch had no gods, until she saw the word "God" on the paper, her eyes turned slightly, and she found the meaning of her existence.

"I want to do something for..."

"I want to do something for my mentor..."

"Even if it means being an enemy of the gods."

In the terrifying silence, Krisa trembled as she slowly took off the aquamarine necklace from her neck, rubbed it carefully for a while, and put it into the space ring.

Then, the magic wand appeared in her palm.

Creak--

The gate of the courtyard was pushed open, and the rusty bolt made a slightly harsh echo. Krisa walked out of the gate with a dull look, and she looked very haggard.

The sun enveloped the witch, but the witch could only feel the cold.

Her mental state was trance-like.

She didn't even notice the stones under her feet.

The witch fell down. After lying quietly for a few seconds, she pressed her delicate fingertips on the ground, exerted force on her palms, and stood up by herself.

She knew that from now on, no one would help her stand up, so she had to learn to stand up by herself.

Only in this way could she not worry her mentor.

Only in this way can we live well.

The midday sun is bright and blazing, and along the way, light and shadow interweave.

The rays of sunlight pass through the gaps between the dense leaves and fall on the shoulders of the witch who keeps walking, like a silent gaze, witnessing her going farther and farther.

From then on.

The witch will become an immortal monster, living alone in this world.

She left the courtyard forever.

Leaving this place that is no longer "home".

No one knows where the witch went. It was not until the past four or five years that the mortals living around felt something was wrong and realized that there had been no movement in the courtyard for a long time.

Some people curiously climbed over the wall to check, but they only saw a lot of dust.

Such an abnormality soon attracted the inspection of the Magician Association, but they failed to find anything. All the items related to the Xu system were collected and taken away by Krisa.

Only the empty house was left, and the doors and windows swayed in the wind, which made people puzzled.

In the end.

This incident was classified as a simple disappearance.

NoSomehow, for a long time afterwards, the city of Allenson was often attacked by sub-dragons, and occasionally even pure-blooded dragons attacked.

This incident became an unsolved mystery in Allenson City.

Thirty years later.

Under the will of the gods, many churches of gods are still searching for traces of Xu Xi, trying to find the sanctuary magician who may become a new god.

But not long after, a shocking incident shocked the entire magic world.

Overnight.

The entire church of gods on the north side of the world was uprooted.

No, it should be called annihilation.

At the same time, in different places, a great force descended from the sky, destroying the faith of the gods in peace.

The gods came to the world in anger.

"Who, who is it!?"

"Disrespecting God will lead to death!"

"Wait, this kind of power... Have you ignited the divine fire?!"

The gods who descended to the mortal world are not the original bodies in heaven. Even so, the gods still have great power that is superior to the mortal world.

But even such high and mighty gods.

Despite the advantage in numbers, they still cannot do anything to the witch.

In the end, the two sides tied and the witch left safely.

This incident triggered a crisis of faith in the gods. Countless people regarded the witch as the only true god, so that the gods were furious and ordered a search for the witch's traces.

Another twenty years passed.

Krisha appeared again.

She stood in the sky, her magic wand hit the void, and the vast and majestic magic swept the elements, forming a roar that drowned the world.

One blow, all the foundations of faith of the gods were destroyed.

No matter where it was, the church of God was accurately destroyed.

People were afraid and panicked.

I firmly believe that the witch must have an irreconcilable feud with the gods.

Even the gods think so.

"No, it's too dangerous to stay in the heaven. That guy will fight sooner or later!"

"If you want to fight, go ahead!"

Some gods are afraid, some gods are scared and want to escape from the heaven.

Although the magic world is big, it is not the only existence in the chaos. With the power of gods, it is easy to find a new world or hide in the elemental plane.

No god wants to fall.

The terrifying magic from the witch even scares the gods.

But at this moment, it is too late to escape. The earth, wind, water and fire roared and roared, unknowingly enveloping and blocking the entire heaven.