The Final Knight

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Outside the Twilight Forest, Yulian led the final Yan Knights to fight the Sith Empire. Within the twilight castle, O'Falil lying in bed is also engaged in a hard fight. But unlike Yulian, she is alone at the moment and no one can help her.

Perhaps it is wrong to say so.

Standing quietly on the dry ground, O'Falil gripped the leather whip in his hand tightly, panting and looking forward, at the moment she was very tired.

Since the resurrection, O'Falriel almost never feels tired. After all, she has lost her body, so of course she will not feel tired, but sometimes the spirit will feel a little tired. But now, not only the spirit, O'Falrier could clearly feel that he was shaking slightly with his body, and even his hands holding the leather whip began to tremble.

"Aren't it anymore?"

A voice came from the void night sky, O'Falil looked up, and happened to see the slowly emerging figure.

That's "Ophelia".

"Frankly, I thought you could stick with it for a while."

"I thought what you meant by renunciation in the past."

Upon hearing her mocking, O'Falil frowned, then lowered his head.

"I didn't think it was such a stupid thing."

At her feet, it was also O'Falil.

No, or in other words, all the continents are composed of "Ovalier". All kinds of themselves were killed by O'Falil, and the unreal night sky that was originally empty was transformed into a broad land. Countless O'Falil's bodies gathered together to form this new continent.

"It's really stupid."

However, O'Falil floating in the night sky nodded slightly, then smiled lightly.

"However, this is also because you are too smart, right, I should be too smart, O'Falil."

"..............."

"Do you really understand your current situation? Do you really understand your current situation?"

"Frankly, I really don't know very well."

Ophelia shook her head, but she was not confused.

"But I know that here, I am O'Falil, I will always be me, I am just me, that's it."

"It's not enough, O'Falil."

With a soft smile, another O'Falil fell from the night sky and came to O'Falil.

"I haven't made up my mind yet."

She said this, but the finger extended was placed on O'Fallar's lips.

"I haven’t made a real decision. I just have no self-identification. In fact, even if you deny that I am still me, you are still me. We will always be an ovalier, but this does not It’s not something you need to understand now. You’re still confused in your heart. You don’t face yours, mine, our choices.”

At this point, she paused.

"Ovalier's choice."

"....................."

"What exactly do I want to do?"

"O'Falil" stretched out his arms and looked at the night sky.

"I want to always be with Lord Yulian? Be his follower? No, is he a woman? A slave? Or one step closer? Or, in fact, what I need is not Lord Yulian, but someone who can give me A man who is dependent and safe? I’m tired of being a princess and getting a lot of attention, and I’m tired of deciding the fate of others. Their fate has nothing to do with me, so why should I ask for trouble? They Is it life or death, happiness or pain, what matters to me? I only need a small, warm home, a man who loves me, staying by my side every day, giving me enough joy to forget everything. What's wrong? I don't need to think about anything, what people, what continent, what country, what fate, I just need to be happy, strong, and exciting enough to forget all happiness."

With that, "O'Falil" dropped his hand.

"What's wrong with this? Think about it, O'Fallier, think about it. I, men are almost the same. You even adults can do it, other men can do it, you can stop thinking about it, Go find a good place, find a few good men, what's the problem?"

"....................."

"What exactly am I worrying about? What is O'Falir's worrying? Is it love? Is it a sense of responsibility? Or is it moral?"

With that, "O'Falil" waved with his hand, and the original dim sky suddenly changed, and scenes of death appeared in front of them.

"Adult Yulian is not a good person. You know this very well. He is not just about killing the enemy. He will not let go, no matter whether it is a man, a woman, a child, or an old man, as long as necessary. You will want Stand by him? Will I want to stand by him?"

"Ovalier" chuckled and shook his head.

"I don’t want it. In any case, it’s wrong to kill people. It’s his business that Master Yulian does. I can’t stop it, but I don’t want to do it. This is an evil behavior, no matter how bad I am, I can’t accept it. Such an act!"

"O'Falil" clenched his fists and shouted angrily. But at the next moment, she suddenly smiled and looked comfortable.

"Yes, what I am after, what I enjoy is this! Those weak people should be treated like this. I have had enough of their expectations, and I am not strong enough, so don’t put expectations on others. Yulian Adults are right, the most violent ones have the final say! The weak without power deserves to be trampled. I used to have no power, so I can bear the expectations of those idiots. But now it’s different, I have power, I With enough power to protect myself, I no longer have to be afraid of being killed and discarded by human-like garbage! Then, I will use all this and enjoy my life now!"

"O'Falil" happily turned around, then stopped and looked at O'Falil.

"I like this, I hate this, I am afraid of this, I yearn for this."

She spread her hands and learned that Yulian shrugged.

"I don't even know that I am black or white."

"People have no good or evil."

O'Falriel frowned, staring at the other himself.

"Everyone has a good side and a bad side, it's stupid to insist on classifying themselves."

"well said."

"O'Falil" clapped his hands, his face proud and relaxed. Then she waved her hand again.

"So what we are discussing is not the problem of standing in line, but the problem of queuing."

With that, she waved her right hand again, then the sky changed instantly, and then several figures appeared in front of O'Falir.

This time, she was finally no longer herself.

But for O'Falriel, this may be a worse scenario than her own.

Because she saw Yulian, Messiah, Semia, Charlotte and Judy.

"Okay, Ophelia."

The other one clapped her hands and then walked to Youlian. Of course, this Yulian was not a real person, but a puppet.

"How many do you want to be?"

"I do not understand………"

"Don't be confused, I understand."

Another "Ovalier" stared at her, and then she rushed forward and hugged Youlian.

"I want to be the first one! I don't care how many women are around Master Yulian, but I want to be the biggest one! Other women must be behind me!"

"This is a stupid idea!"

O'Falil interrupted her own speech coldly.

"Messiah and Miss Semiya knew Lord Yulian earlier than me, and Miss Charlotte, how can I qualify for them?"

"So what I want is not qualification!"

"O'Falil" suddenly snorted, and then she suddenly threw her hands "booming". Then, a long black whip quickly swept across the bodies of the others, knocking them all to the ground.

"The first is to fight for, but if you kill all the opponents except you, then you don’t need to fight for it, you can get it. Kill them, get what you want, get what you deserve, What's wrong with this?"

".........It's stupid."

"Kill them, and then use your charm, my charm, and our charm to bind Lord Yulian to us forever, always looking at us, always only with us, all women who are close to him must It’s okay to die, Ophalier? What are you hesitating? What am I hesitating? Don’t waste this opportunity, you couldn’t do it before to grab the man around you, but now you can do it , Happiness is in front of your eyes, as long as the obstacles are destroyed."

"I…………"

O'Falriel took a step back, and she looked at the twin sisters, Charlotte and Judy, who had fallen on the ground, and bit her lip.

"That's why you are still here."

Another O'Falil waved again, eliminating all of them.

"Do you think you have made up your mind?"

"Do you think you have said goodbye?"

"Do you think that starting today, as soon as you open your eyes, you can change from the previous princess into a murderous man?"

"Do you really think so? O'Falil? Do I really think so? O'Falil?"

"..............."

O'Falil was silent.

This time, she finally had no way to answer her own questions.

In fact, O'Fallier herself knew that she hadn't known how long she had been here or how many of them she had killed. Those were other aspects that she had never imagined and never knew. Indifferent as ice, like a puppet with no feelings at all, there are also sloppy, indecent as a dancing girl. This made O'Falir very surprised. Even she didn't know it. In her heart, so much herself was hidden.

But she actually does not admit that these are themselves.

After all, their way of thinking is very different from their own, but this one in front of them is different from the others.

She knew what she was thinking, and she knew what she was thinking.

Facing her is like facing a mirror.

A mirror that Ophail never wanted to face.

"So what we want now is not to stand in line, but to line up."

At this moment, the other one clapped his hands again, and the scenery changed again, but this time it turned into a royal palace.

O'Falil is most familiar with.

"Which one is ahead? Which one is behind? Which one is the main one? Which one is the secondary one?"

As he said, "O'Falil" raised his head and stared at himself.

"Do you really understand what I mean?"

"I understand everything you say."

O'Falir's complexion has not changed.

"But this is not the reason why I am stuck here! How long have I been here? How long should I stay here!?"

"This is not something that I can decide by myself."

However, in the face of O'Falir's questioning, the other one suddenly pulled back and disappeared into the void.

"If you don't make up your mind or make a decision, then nothing will change, and never will."

Then she disappeared into the air. At this moment, the sky once again returned to the original darkness of nothingness.

In the whole space, only O'Falil was left alone, and countless of her own corpses under her feet.

What should I do?

O'Falil closed his eyes and asked himself.

She had not considered this question before. At that time she also got the answer, but each time the answer was different. At the beginning, O'Fallier only thought that this was a spiritual confrontation. As long as he kept his heart, he would win. But then she immediately changed her mind and thought it was useless. It was justified to insist on defeating these inexplicable ideas. But then she changed her mind again...

This is actually a bad thing for smart people. If she is a fool, then she can't think of a good idea in her mind. I'm afraid she can only hold her own thoughts so that she might be able to leave early. But O'Fallie was too smart. She was used to changing the way of thinking immediately when the situation was wrong. In addition, when she used to be a princess, she had to compromise all the time to take into account the interests of others. His ingenuity and wisdom turned out to make things more and more complicated. In fact, O'Fallier doesn't remember exactly why he changed his mind the last time.

My own thoughts.

My own thoughts.

What would he do if it was Yulian?

Thinking of this, O'Falil suddenly felt a throbbing throb in her chest. She lowered her head in surprise, and then saw a golden light burst from her chest.

Then, the whole world was shrouded in golden light.

When O'Falil opened her eyes again, she widened her eyes in surprise.

At this moment, what appeared before her was no longer the void before, but the real land and sky. However, this land is desolate, there are corpses everywhere, that is not O'Falil's corpse, but some more strange soldiers. Later, O'Falil saw three figures on the hill.

Headed by a black-haired and black-eyed man, he looked 28 or 99 years old, and his thin face was full of serious and cold killing intent. On his side, two girls in black and white dresses knelt on the ground halfway down. They were covered with blood everywhere, and they almost reached a terrible point.

"Miss Messia? Miss Semia?"

Seeing these two girls surprised O'Falirier. Of course she knew them, but she didn't know the man beside them. At this moment, the man was standing in front of the two girls, holding a handful of black with carved patterns Long sword, coldly looking at the sky in front of him.

On top of his head, there was a bright red light, and the dreamlike sky was roaring, bursting out the brilliance of lightning and thunder.

"This is the end, Yulian."

A voice burning with anger and sadness appeared, and then, with this voice, a woman came out of the mist and came to Youlian.

That is a girl.

A long black hair hung straight down, the girl holding a crimson spear, her eyes full of anger.

"The end of the Knights is about to be destroyed, and so are you. You must be responsible for everything you do."

"I do not think so."

The dark-haired man shook his head, and then he waved his long sword.

"We are only responsible for you, you are responsible for all this, and we are here to help you clean up the aftermath, Shiraz."

"Don't quibble!"

The girl's voice suddenly became louder.

"I don't expect such a change!"

"But that's how change is."

The dark-haired man shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands — this movement was not familiar to him.

"What you change, you have to sacrifice. If you don't understand, you shouldn't have made this decision in the first place."

"Sister Xuera..."

Messiah raised her head, and she squeezed hard to cover the bone wound in her chest.

"Don't forget... your original promise..."

"I didn't forget!"

The girl shook her head. She looked at Messiah, and O'Fallier noticed that a trace of regret appeared in her eyes.

"But what I expected was not this kind of ending. I thought we would have a better solution!"

"But that's how it is."

Semia held the umbrella in her hand, shook it, and tried to stand up, but soon her legs softened and she knelt down again.

"Sister Xuera, your expectations have been met. This is also our expectation. What we have said, what we have told you, whether it is dad, sister, or me. It's just that you didn't think about it......... "

"It's pointless to tell her now, Semia."

The black-haired man interrupted Semia's words with a wave.

"So, what do you want to do now? Shiraz? Do you want to compensate for your so-called errors? Or do you fulfill your expectations? Your ideals?"

"……………I do not know."

The dark-haired girl shook her head.

"How can you be so cruel, so indifferent? You Lian? You are not such a person, I know it clearly, but now look at what you have done? Don't you regret it at all? Have you never regretted it at all? ? This is the result of your choice!"

"Because it is the ending I chose, I will not regret it."

The dark-haired man raised his long sword and pointed to the girl.

"I have a goal that must be fulfilled, and I have a dream that must be achieved. For this goal, for this dream, I can pay all the price, because I have to do it, because I want to do it, so this is what I should meet Arrived, and I met.........So, I never regret it."

Speaking of which, the dark-haired man seems to have no interest in talking anymore.

"So, come on, Shiraz, although you have been with us for a long time, but now, I will let you know what is the real power of the so-called final Yan Knights. We will not be destroyed by you here. ,will never."

"Ah...Ah..."

Facing the black-haired man's speech, the girl took a step back. At this moment, her eyes were blank and her hands were shaking, but then the girl clenched the spear in her hand.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh \soverovers more more on it 7 7 "

Along with the roar, a red whirlwind passed by and flew towards the black-haired man.

And just at this moment, the violent wind was in full swing.

O'Falil closed his eyes.

When she opened her eyes again, everything had disappeared, and she had returned to her inner world.

Only this time, O'Falriel was not surprised, she just stared blankly at the front.

"Goals that must be accomplished... Dreams that must be achieved..."

O'Falil said, looking down, looking at his hands.

"Is this what I need to look for? For a goal, a goal that can abandon everything?"

"No, this is not abandonment, but..."

Thinking of this, O'Falil seemed to finally realize what she had learned.

And at this moment, the original void space suddenly burst. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

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