My Destiny Illustrated Book of Shape Moon

Calydon's wild boar, a huge monster released by Artemis to punish the country, was a disaster that summoned warriors from all over Greece to crusade, and was finally shot and killed by Atalanta, and was embodied in its legend. Fur is a cursed Noble Phantasm that wraps the body and gives it the power of a monster.

After equipping it, you can obtain the equivalent of A-level madness, as well as A-level transformation skills corresponding to the additional characteristics of the environment. The price is the loss of rationality, just like Calydon's wild boar, which is full of thoughts about killing and killing.

No matter what, Shuoyue would not allow Atalanta to use this Noble Phantasm.

"Yes, I am just crazy." Atalanta clutched the beast's fur tightly and said word by word, "I finally know that this Noble Phantasm can only be used if you have hatred. I can summon it, You must have the desire to tear something into pieces."

When she said this, Atalanta looked beyond Shuoyue, and what was reflected in her eyes was a corner of the world's institutions.

There, no gods, heroes, monsters, or evil kings exist.

If the evil deeds are caused by demonic beings, you can still cure them; if it is a god who goes berserk, you can also think of ways to appease the god.

However, that is not any of the above situations. It is precisely because errors and mistakes mesh together like gears that the system that cannibalize the weak can be perfectly executed.

"These are things that I can't save with my power...but you abandoned them even though it was possible for you to do it!"

You sacrificed them. The girl's obsession is roaring and her soul is crying. She once trusted this young man so much, but the chant that purified everything not only killed all the children, but also destroyed Atalanta. Expect everything from him.

This loss, this despair, has become the best sacrifice to activate the fur of Warcraft.

By now, Atalanta has understood the true nature of those children. Neither Shuo Yue nor Joan of Arc did anything wrong. Even if she wants revenge, she should take revenge on the city itself.

But it must be vented, the hatred suppressed in her body must be released, whether it is killing the person who expresses her anger, or burning herself up.

With a "click" sound, Shuo Yue reached out again, ignoring the dangerous aura, and grabbed the boar skin together with her arm.

"You...!"

"Then come, Atalanta." The young man's voice rang in her ears. It was obviously hoarse with serious injuries, but his tall body stood in front of her, like a towering mountain.

"Are you blaming me for my attitude? I am not even willing to give you an explanation and just purify the resentful spirits. You must feel sad."

"That was indeed my mistake. Please forgive me. If I had hesitated at that time, it would have caused a mother and daughter to fall into crisis. I don't want to underestimate your ideal, because I also hold the ideal of saving the world. Come on, it's definitely not my intention to make you sad...I hope you can trust me."

"No matter what you want to do, I won't say no - that's my promise to you."

Shuo Yue knew in her heart that it was precisely because his behavior stimulated Atalanta that she thought, "I'm tired of destroying it," and even summoned the forbidden second treasure. In this case, all the consequences caused by his mistakes He is responsible for all suffering.

Atalanta, who expected to hear an angry rebuke or even a scolding, was stunned. She looked blankly at Shuo Yue with a sincere face, and the image of him taking seven arrows without dodging appeared in her mind. Looking at his arm with black lines spreading, he suddenly panicked for some reason and subconsciously pushed.

"Wait a minute, I..."

But Atalanta ignored it. This was a cliff, and Shuo Yue, who was seriously injured, didn't seem to have much strength. Although she pulled off the boar skin of God's Punishment with such a push, her body was still like paper. The assassin was blown away by the wind, and in front of Atalanta, whose pupils shrank suddenly, the assassin just smiled and fell to the bottom of the cliff.

"Shuoyue!!!"

She even forgot to think, and Atalanta's mind went blank. She jumped up without hesitation, turned herself into an arrow, and flew out under the pull of gravity. She stretched out her arms towards the fallen young man. .

All the wild boar skins and revenge were forgotten by her. The only thing reflected in her eyes was the young man in front of her.

"Grab my hand...quickly!"

The wind howled, and Atalanta forgot everything. She just stuck out her fingertips stubbornly, trying to catch the crumbling figure. The resentment in her heart was left behind along with the girl's tears, until she heard from her left hand Atalanta smiled at the reassuring touch. With her eyes blurred by tears, she saw the young man open his mouth and seemed to say something. Then she was hugged tightly and lost in the warm embrace.

With a 'plop' sound, a huge wave splashed up from the creek in the forest. The splashing water droplets were crystal clear under the morning light, reflecting brilliant colors like diamonds.

As the bubbles rolled, two figures broke out of the water. They took a deep breath and looked at each other. Even though their bodies were soaked, they still couldn't help but giggle. Smiling, the emerald-green figures couldn't help but smile. Hit another person in the chest.

"Really, why are you so stupid?"

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"How can I make you wake up if you don't do this?" The last trace of resentment disappeared. Shuo Yue quietly put away the boar skin and watched the girl regain her white and tender arms. She smiled slightly, but when his eyes rose, he couldn't help but be startled. In place.

Just like a handsome young man who strayed into the woods and met a girl goddess bathing by a stream, that was the beginning of many tragedies and comedies in Greek mythology. In front of the wet Atalanta, Shuo Yue also felt the same. throbbing.

The clear spring water flows gurglingly in the mountain stream, sliding over the girl's body like a piece of crystal silk. She has an elegant posture and a graceful figure. There is a slight smile on the corner of her mouth that has not faded away. There is some kind of fatal temptation shining in the green animal eyes. The sun was falling, and the snow-like skin exuded a holy radiance. This unrivaled appearance embodies all the wildness and nature.

But when the young man was motionless, he should also think of his own ending. In front of the believers of the virgin goddess Artemis, his behavior could be regarded as transgressive.

"Where...are you looking?" Atalanta's faint whisper sounded in Shuo Yue's ears, "Do you also want to be like that Actaeon?"

Hearing this, Shuo Yue's expression suddenly stiffened.

Actaeon, the hero and hunter in Ovid's "Metamorphoses", happened to see the goddess Artemis bathing on Mount Kytheron, and the goddess turned him into a deer. He was chased by his hunting dogs and was eventually shot and killed by his friend.

Obviously, this story has been spread as a negative teaching material, and Ta Miao is a loyal believer of Artemis...

Look, isn't this a coincidence?

Just when Shuo Yue thought that she was about to be hunted down again, there was a sudden feeling of moisture on her neck. The girl's wet arms were wrapped around him, and she leaned close to his ear, exhaling like blue.

"But...I don't mind."

? ? ?

"Wait, there's something wrong with you!" Shuo Yue was startled and tried to struggle but it was already too late. Atalanta just hugged his neck, waded through the stream and walked backwards towards the shore, and was hit by seven arrows, and... Someone who was photographed on the stream was unable to resist at all, "What are you going to do? Hello? Hey! Stop it, you Ta-miao!"

"It's too late, Shuoyue~" Looking down at the panicked young man, the huntress's eyes shone with an indescribable luster - the look of someone who had discovered a perfect prey and would never let it go.

Although she was blinded by anger, she was not directly hit like Joan of Arc. Now that she calmed down, of course she understood that Shuo Yue must have some agenda in communicating with Liu Dao Lingxia and King Arthur in private.

But even so, Shuo Yue still came for her, and even if she was angered, she didn't feel any grievance at all. In order to prevent her from using the wild boar skin, she even risked her life even if she was seriously injured.

Not to mention the many heroic rescues since the encounter, as well as the significant golden apple pie (Note 1), which was an experience Atalanta had never had in the past. Being aroused by the current encounter, some of her emotions changed. Can't control it anymore.

Unlike the simple country girl or the holy king who suppressed his emotions, although she had never experienced such feelings in her lifetime, she was exposed to them in the chaotic Greece, and she understood her thoughts almost instantly.

The huntress who was raised by nature has no ordinary ethical concepts. Once the oath she made to Artemis is broken by herself, her courtship will be as ruthless as hunting.

"You seem to have said that no matter what I want to do, you will never refuse?"

"Gu, I can't refute...but I remember you didn't swear to Artemis..."

With the drops of water dripping, Atalanta sat astride Shuo Yue, lowered her head, and blocked his lips. Her black hair fell down, but it could not block her face from blushing due to shyness.

It takes a lot of courage to break an oath, but this guy really doesn't care about anything... Humph!

She swore to the moon goddess because she didn't believe in love. If she turned a blind eye to true love because of her oath, wouldn't that be putting the cart before the horse?

I have already died once... Lady Artemis will forgive me, right?

The morning light is silent, the stream is rushing, and the fierce breathing of men and women by the stream is rippling. Accompanied by the rustling sound, the soaked clothes are thrown aside casually, using the sky as a quilt and the earth as a bed, transcending the barriers of time. The most beautiful girl hunter in Greek mythology finally met the one she loved and shot the desired love with one arrow.

Deep in the soul of the young assassin, the white-gold light group trembled violently, knocking back the dark red color that emerged, and then completely extinguished it. And at the far end of time and space, the handsome young man stood up, ignoring the murderous gaze of the little red dragon, and was shocked:

"It's broken, I'm a substitute!"

Congratulations to Shuo Yue for getting first blood, even though it was in the form of a substitute (snickering).

The story about 'Golden Apple Pie' was originally intended to be a side story, but it was exam week at that time...so I was so busy that I stopped thinking about QAQ.

Well, although the other foreshadowing is enough and will not affect the main reading experience, I will make up for it as soon as possible...well, as soon as possible.