Pairs of bloodshot eyes were staring at her, at the three Shadow Lion agents in front of her. Chapter 72: Continuing Now "It's so rare." The lady's words came from afar. "Three people who have given up on life came to me to die... But it's a pity that you don't even qualify to be sacrifices." "At least 100,000 people will die in Kuroki City after this disaster." The woman put away the knife, covered the broken end on her right side with her left hand and stood up. "You were the one who protected them back then." "Lilith-Gre..." "How did you do that?!"
“Because I saw the truth.” With her hands folded, the lady stood there gracefully. "The truth about Blackwood City, the truth about Blackwood Forest... Let's not talk about the fact that this is humanity's holy revenge on the arrogant gods. Even if there is no such reason, I just moved the destruction forward by one year." "What do you mean by one year..." Xia Yibing glared at her with half-closed eyes, "What's the truth?" "boom!" A dark shadow suddenly emerged from the ground, passed through her left shoulder, and hung her in the air like a gourd. “Ah…! Ahhh!” The woman was forced to let out a low roar. The pain was unbearable even for her. "Why would I tell the answer to a dying man?" "..." Hitzfeld stared at the woman in the black dress. Without realizing it, my teeth had already bitten through my lower lip. Even my fingernails dug into my flesh. But at this moment, all the physical pain was nothing compared to the pain in her heart. Is that Madam... Yes. But it shouldn't be. The impression she had of the lady was that of a calm, elegant, cool, and intelligent person. Even though she was cursed, even though she was corrupted, she could still calmly record all the changes in words, and still write that she was "proud" and "a warrior of mankind"!
She even thought of using that method to drive herself to the capital to receive the inheritance of the literary society, racking her brains and using all kinds of clever ways to remind herself what had happened. Would she no longer be able to maintain her dignity without ink? The person standing in front of her now is completely a cultist, full of madness and evil... It's both terrifying and disgusting! I have to do something... to stop her! His thoughts racing, Hitzfeld leaned against the tombstone and opened the notebook. Rush out and shoot? Don't be ridiculous, the three Shadow Lion agents' shooting skills are many times better than hers. With their abilities, and "Changxia", none of them worked on Madam, and they all failed. There was no doubt that her jumping out would be tantamount to seeking death. One must assume that the present lady is crazy and unreasonable. She won't let this go because of their past relationship. On the contrary, because she was completely controlled by corruption, her mind was full of hatred for her fate. She couldn't wait to get her life back, to use her flesh and blood to exchange for Anna! There was a sharp pain in my left eye, and suddenly, an inexplicable thought came to my mind. Isaac Rhodes said that I have a divine organ in my body, Xia Yibing also said that the Hitzfeld family, and I... I appeared in this world in 1983, all of this may be closely related to some kind of power of time... What was the most direct factor that, in my opinion, led me here? It's this golden eye. If this is true, then the thoughts of the lady whose past time is recreated by the red ink… can be seen as being “forced” by it. ...The ink really needs to be looked at before it will write actively. From another perspective, can I continue to "force" it like this? Or, force it in another form? But this time she is the main writer. Let her continue writing... continue writing now? As soon as the thought came to mind, Hitzfeld immediately pulled up his blindfold, opened the notebook, and continued writing based on what he had written in red ink before: [A part of me was corrupted and fell into madness...] With the help of what she had learned during this period, she wrote Sarai language with some clumsiness. [I want to revive Anna. To do this, I am willing to be controlled by the curse. I want to use the flesh and blood of Aisuen Hitzfell to exchange Anna with the God of Golems - even if it's just her bones...] Because it is speculation, much of the content is uncertain, and she uses an ambiguous description method on some key ideas. Will it succeed? she does not know.
More likely, this is just her fantasy. [We succeeded... I used the power of the Eclipse Church to kill Babis Isaacrod, destroyed the Mechanical Yang Stone Carving in front of his corpse, and restarted the Golem Curse from forty years ago, spreading panic and death to this sleeping city...] [But Hitzfeld escaped...] [Thanks to the reminder from her past self, she saw through the plan in advance and fled home with those damn red roses...] She wrote faster and faster, and her handwriting became increasingly sloppy. Because she saw Xia Yibing's body being lifted higher and higher, and the wooden spike began to extend to both sides after passing through her shoulders and below, forming a wooden spike cross that trapped her whole body. [I sent a giant evil statue with seven arms to hunt them down, but failed...] [It didn't work, they still stepped into the secret realm, into the trap I prepared for them... this evil ritual!] [Hitzfeld didn't come, I defeated three Knights of the Red Rose...] Turn around. I saw the lady approaching Xia Yibing. [I nailed the strongest among them to the cross and approached her step by step...] [I said to her——] "Tell me where she is." ['Tell me where she is.'] "Maybe I can leave you with your whole body." ['Perhaps I can leave you with your bodies intact.'] "!?" It’s like different time and space overlap at this moment. A feeling of dizziness came over the woman, causing her to close her eyes and her body to sway slightly. This was a rare opportunity, so Hitzfeld wrote quickly. [This all seems like a nightmare.] [Hitzfeld, who was hiding behind a tombstone not far away, had a look of absurdity and bewilderment in his eyes.] [I can't help but wonder if I really want to fall into this state?] [If Anna was still alive, or Anna and Hitzfeld were watching me like this, would she be happy? Would she be willing to accept this exchange?] "This...this is..." The same awareness suddenly came to her mind, and the lady looked up suddenly, accurately catching the location where Hitzfeld was hiding. "Hitz... Phil?"
[No! I shouldn't be like this!] Hitzfeld could no longer control anything. She just kept writing. Write like crazy. She thought back to the time she spent with Mrs. I recalled why I insisted on returning to Kuroki City. I remembered the scene when Mu Ke handed me a handkerchief with a smile. I remembered Ethan handing me six silver bullets. Finally, there is the black-haired woman... I remembered how she split the darkness and reached out to me. I remembered how she threw me away with all her strength and how my arm was cut off by the huge mouth. I remember how she tried to cover the broken right shoulder and said with a smile that Shadow Lion didn't need to be sad. There was also the sight of her fragile body being pierced, and she kept growling and struggling, but still couldn't avoid being pierced. Unconsciously, my eyes became moist. Tears dripped from under the eye mask, hitting the paper with a plop. Falling on those bright red characters. [I want to rediscover my true self.] Almost gritting her teeth, she wrote down the final call with force. [A glorious——] [The Knight of the Red Rose and the Lion!] -------- Thanks to: Aili One Hundred and One Times?, Aili (restrained?, Creampie_Aili, Aili Five Hundred Monthly Subscription?, The Dragon of Time, Happy New Year to Everyone, Emperor Harlan of the Abyss Empire, Late Stage of Procrastination, Feeling of Losing Wisdom, All the Springs Are Tears, Kela, Just a Mirror Image, Two Principles of the Moon, Single Core, Nikaidou Kiri, The Dragon of Time, Tokizuki Yuune, Daikichi Rin... these classmates for their blades and rewards! Thank you very much~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ps: I am gnashing my teeth. Why are there so many people making trouble? Chapter 73 The Sun of the Seventh Day It would be difficult to continue writing after this point. He stopped writing, looked up, and stared at his wife from dozens of meters away. Hitzfeld did not see much struggle on her face. The corner of her eye couldn't help but twitch slightly.
Is it really just her fantasy and wishful thinking? "Go." The woman in the black dress raised her hand to her from a distance. "Bring her here." After a brief silence, the cemetery was once again filled with the sound of wolf howls. "sand!"