The Undead Team Stands on the Ark of Tomorrow

At this moment, the shock of killing people for the first time came to her again, and the fearful loneliness filled every corner of her body like bubbles, causing her to collapse, clutching her head and dying. Make a little effort.

The clouds drifted away, and the false sun in the sky scattered golden light spots, but it couldn't bring any warmth.

Until the tears were soaked, a weak voice suddenly sounded.

"Hazel..."

It's Daniel!

Different from the original madness, on the eve of death, his voice suddenly became much clearer.

"Crystalized magic, it's really you, I'm sorry, my daughter, it's my madness that caused this scene..."

Hazel gritted his teeth and picked up the pickaxe, stepped forward, raised it high and looked at him tremblingly.

"...But in the end, I still want to ask you, just like when you were born, Hazel, can I... hug you again?"

His hands trembled.

Even though hatred and anger were still burning physically and mentally, she couldn't refuse the last request for a hug.

From birth, loneliness was her shadow.

The mixed race gave her an inhuman ugly appearance, and her parents had disappeared before she opened her eyes. In her cognition, it was more like a warm concept than a living person.

Sang sometimes taught her fighting and magic, but it seemed like she was fulfilling her status obligations. No matter how much time accumulated, her eyes did not contain any warmth.

After the undead team spread fire and the hunter king war, the man became more and more withdrawn, more and more otherworldly, and more and more unpredictable.

To protect and treat her well is purely out of duty.

She tried to join the group and use the power of rebirth to change her ugly appearance, but the attempt failed.

The despicable finger teacher made her notorious, and she was respected at a distance. Several other finger teachers sneered at the warm family she expected.

In fact, the only ones who really care about her are the mute mushroom and the crystallized old man.

No one would have thought that she cried a few times after the old crystal crystal went mad. Even if Sang personally relieved the teacher in front of her eyes, there would still be unreasonable resentment and estrangement in her heart.

For a long time after his death, she put down the light magic research that could have made a breakthrough, and turned over and studied the crystal old man's scroll. Compared with self-improvement, she just tried her best to relive the time of learning and teaching in the past.

In this desperate world, she is not interested in all the big things about spreading fire and putting out fire, she just wants to get her own warmth.

So, looking at her biological father who was only a stone's throw away from death, out of hatred and pity and ideal instinctive yearning, she put down her weapon, took off her helmet and stretched out her arms, hugging him for the first and last time.

The two bodies connected by blood closely share the temperature.

"Hazel...you've grown up..."

The man's scorching temperature melted into her body, obviously hate was more than love, but his voice still made her eyes dim with tears for some reason.

And in the next moment, the flames burned.

Suddenly broke out.

In Hazel's tearful eyes, hot flames gushed out from his body, engulfing himself and the surroundings completely.

The madness of grief emerged again in Daniel's voice.

"What a beautiful soul, as expected...Only with your death, can you have the qualifications to dedicate to the flame... Hahahahaha."

The body is burning.

But at this moment, all anger and love and hatred have cooled down.

Hazel didn't speak, and didn't try to break free, she just felt tired and didn't want to make any more moves.

So be it.

The tears were evaporated, the pupils were burned by the scorching flames, the reborn appearance bought by sin and blood was mercilessly burned and destroyed, and the pain spread to every corner of the body.

But nothing interesting, even death is the same, all the same lonely.

So Hazel closed his eyes.

And the moment she closed her eyes, the sun disappeared.

The warm golden color was instantly engulfed by the bone-piercing cold, and an extremely intense blizzard instantly enveloped the area they were in, and even the clouds were frozen and crashed to the ground.

Almost in the blink of an eye, from the wind and snow all over the sky, the figure of the triangular iron helmet on the top of the head emerged, and the surrounding mountains and seas should not be frozen during the steps.

Abandoning the icy cold that suppressed for a lifetime, the wolf blood arrived in an instant.

What you see is only the body and soul that burn as the fuel of the fire.

Her very existence has been sacrificed to fire and death.

There is no possibility of recovery.

"........."

Speechless.

Painful, unwilling, helpless.

Nothing appeared in the eyes.

Only the habit of silence remained.

"Hey hey look, my flame is about to be completed! This is a collection of flames from all death tracks! Our family can finally... finally be together forever."

In the next second, all the flames were stained with a layer of paleness.

The flames of chaos were burning and wanted to resist, but they had no power to resist in the cold of the whole life. The frost continued to spread until even the flames were completely frozen.

Daniel had a sluggish crazily smile on his face, and heard his voice at the last moment when his eardrums and brain were shattered by the cold.

"Die."

No resistance.

In the next moment, he turned into ice flowers all over the sky.

Only Hazel's scorched body was left on the ground, and he raised his hands to gently hug it, but it was already too cold to have any warmth.

Looking at the scorched face, where only the skull remained, Sang remained silent.

I watched it for a long time in the snowstorm.

Chapter 69: Kelsey's Arrival (11/11)

Reviewing the bad memory, Hazel shook his head and let out a sigh in Mushroom's arms.

The expression under the yellow clothes and crown is also extraordinarily complicated.

Clinesed remained silent, but made a mockery without getting worse.

"........."

"........."

"...Hey, at least say something."

Finally, Hazel broke the silence.

"If you ask me to comment, it's predictably naive."

There was an expression of indifference on Klinesid's delicate face.

"Don't think about the life and death of the world at all, and concentrate on immersing yourself in your emotions, thinking about the beautiful vision that is impossible at all. Let me tell you, are you living a little too happy?"

With the expected poisonous tongue, Hazel bared her teeth.

"You bastard, you really can't spit out ivory!"

Clinesed shrugged, snorted lightly and spoke again.

"Compared to the vast majority of people struggling in the last days, do you know how lucky you are? The freedom to do whatever you want, the backing of absolute strength, the human resistance brought to you by the mixed blood of demons, your pain and problems are for most people It's a luxury for people."

"For you like this, you actually took the initiative to die in the end. What is it that is not naive? What's more, as long as you tell Lord Sang before you act, even if you just ask, these things will not happen."

Hazel couldn't refute, but was still a little annoyed.

"Hmm... You said it as if you were struggling to live. As the daughter of the crystallization, the pillar of the Lothric sage's position, as a superior, you should not be qualified to speak of me."

In this regard, Clinesed nodded frankly.

"Yes, I am lucky."

"I've been lucky."

She was able to stand out from the selection of the fireproof girl, and possessed the magical talent that could be accepted as an apprentice by the teacher. It was also because the prince's rebellious thoughts were not gouged out, but instead accepted as a confidant. "

How cruel is the selection of fire prevention girls? Saintesses in countless countries have collapsed under the erosion of darkness and humanity. Once they fail the assessment, they will be thrown into the tower as useless garbage, and become a dead bone in despair and pain.

Under the tower, piles of suffering corpses were piled up.

"Hazel, what I said to you is not to accuse you, but because I am very envious, no... I am jealous, I am very jealous of your identity, even if you are lucky, I am still jealous."

She looked directly at the girl in front of her, and spoke from the bottom of her heart.

"I think, if I were you, maybe I would be able to get that person's approval."

If you never have the road and freedom of being crucified by the king and passing fire for a lifetime, you will have a completely different thought and life.

Her voice was a little trembling, but it was frank and sincere.

In the hunting king war that was shrouded in death, Sang in front of him had a very strange and cruel face, and time had portrayed the once handsome face with the same vicissitudes.

Facing the soul gun he had unleashed with all his strength, he forcibly annihilated it with his bare hands. Decades of study and research had no effect.

"Cleansed, get out of the way."

His eyes were disappointed.

In a dark unowned cemetery, she mustered up her courage to report her choice to the passing figure, stating her rebellion against Chuanhuo's destiny, thinking that this might change his eyes.

Sang's appearance returned to the youthful appearance when they first met, but her feeling became more and more strange, and her smell became more and more distant.

"...Your matter has nothing to do with me, and I have nothing to do with you."

What should I do?In order to get back the original gaze.

What should I do?Only then can he catch up with the figure whose footprints are nowhere to be seen.

She tried to put everything aside and began to study the spell of crystallization wholeheartedly, throwing away all the mission and destiny of her life, and wholeheartedly wanted to reach him in the simplest and most direct way.

But can't do it.

When exactly did she start to lose consciousness and become crazy in the study of crystallization, but at the last moment of waking up before she died, she looked at the figure in front of her, and at this time half of her body had already turned into crystallization.

He stood in front of him, but it was as if he was separated from the sky.

just watch.

Looking at her with familiar eyes, perhaps recalling those memories that did not leave a deep impression at all.

Then, he spoke.

Perhaps it was the last self-consolation, she imagined a ray of pathetic helplessness from that flat and cold voice.

"Cleansed, this is your life."

The world fell into darkness.

This time, it was Hazel's turn to listen in silence.

"you--"

Why are you so obsessed with it?

She tried to say a few words.

But before that, Clinesed had already made a conclusion for herself.

"In the first half of my life, I lived for the fire of fate, and in the second half of my life, I was chasing a beautiful phantom. I know, that adult hopes that I can live for myself and not be influenced by anyone or anything. Twist your mind."

"But I, since I was born, I don't know how to live like that."

Clinesid's expression was complicated, she looked at another crystallized daughter and said.

"So, I am very envious of your life. No matter what the outcome is, you are living for yourself, so...you should cherish it even more, Hazel, this is your life."

------------