Dark Soul Moon

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Seeing the darkness of the abyss being purified by the first fire, Ashes stood in front of the entrance of the abyss, silent.

The two sides have their own ulterior motives, but Ashes is already tired of the never-ending mission, and this time the first flame is completely extinguished, which will surely allow him to sleep peacefully.

It's just that he seems to have forgotten some important memories?

A puzzled look flashed across Ashes' face.

He shook his head, pushing the thoughts out of his mind.

Let the first fire go out, and then he can sleep peacefully, this is the most important thing.

A cunning flashed in the big snake's eyes. After planning for so long, it was time to close the net.

This time, there wasn't that damned woman showing up to stop it.

In the previous time, it had made some manipulations, but it was limited to this.

Even when swallowed by the abyss, it cannot fiddle with ashes at will.

Besides, even now, that damned woman is still leading others to hinder its plan.

But this time, it got the most powerful helper.

Is it just an illusion, the first fire on Ashes seems to have weakened a bit?

Doubt flashed in the big snake's eyes, and when he sensed it again, the first fire was still as vigorous as the ashes left.

So it denies its own thoughts.

Ashes glanced at it, although he was willing to cooperate with this dark serpent, it didn't mean he was willing to be manipulated by others.

When the primordial fire disappears, the abyss should also disappear.

The products of the old era should also die together with the old era that has long since disappeared.

With such thoughts flashing through his mind, Ashes stepped into the abyss.

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Medea suddenly clutched her heart, she felt that she had lost something important.

Since Perseus had gone, she went to Jason's country, and made a deal with him.

She helped Jason seize the throne, and Jason wanted to return the Golden Fleece to her, and in the days to come, he needed to agree to her request unconditionally.

Now, the golden fleece has arrived.

However, Medea's heart was empty, as if something important had left.

"Persius..." She stood on the deck, looking into the distance.

On her finger, she wears a ring.

That was the roaring dragon emblem ring left by Ashes.

And the immature dragon emblem ring has been solemnly collected by her. After all, it is a token of love, and Medea firmly believes it.

The hood he was wearing rustled in the wind.

This is to cover up her appearance, otherwise the disgusting eyes along the way will make Medea very uncomfortable.

Now the crew responsible for manipulating the ship is all in humanoid armor.

It was the dark magic developed by herself, summoning humanity to attach to dead objects and giving them life.

Looking at the horizon, Medea's eyes became firm.

"I will wait for your return, Perseus, however long..."