Chapter 375 I Mourn for the Dead
"Hey, why do you always have a stern face?"
That was after Silver Wolf had just arrived at the Star Core Hunter. When she first learned that there was such a beautiful girl in the Iron Cavalry, she subconsciously asked that question.
As a warrior, Liuying always speaks very little, and her answer at that time was equally simple.
"Should I laugh?"
Firefly just calmly gazed at the vast Milky Way, and then transformed into Sam again to look for his trace.
It's like being in a relationship that will never end, but the price is that you will never see each other again.
Silver Wolf had never seen Firefly smile, and even if he asked Kafka he would only get some ambiguous answers, such as "It's not time yet" and other riddles.
So she was so surprised when she saw Liuying smiling from the bottom of her heart on the ship leaving Yalilo. That was not an expression of a warrior, but of Liuying.
Therefore, Yinlang is particularly clear about the significance of An Ming to Liuying. Although she always jokes that Liuying is love-brained, she never denies An Ming's kindness to Liuying.
If Liuying lost An Ming again... Yinlang had never imagined such a scene, she didn't dare to think about it.
I believe that it would definitely be a disaster more devastating than a stellar core explosion. Perhaps no one can answer how it will eventually develop.
When humans are in extreme sadness, they actually do not shed tears, but Liuying's pitiful face was still covered with tears, and she herself did not even know when the tears began to flow.
Why is she alive? Because An Ming is here. An Ming is the whole meaning of her life.
Why did she die? Because this world no longer had anything worth her clinging to.
Mianmian was stuck in place for half a second, then raised her head and found a new word "Lao" on her head. Since ancient times, those who are qualified to be called "Lao" are those who have already crashed and their bodies are already cold.
The blazing blue flame flickered from his forehead, and the unstable blue-gold flame formed an X shape on his chest, as if it was about to devour his entire body.
She no longer even needed the assistance of a transformation device. As Liuying slowly stood up, the ultimate fire of life was promoted to an immortal flame. Her pupils no longer had any emotion, but were filled with indifference that annihilated everything.
The unlimited Molten Knight that originally belonged to An Ming seemed to have become a part of Liuying's body at this moment. It was no longer an iron cavalry, but a force that could be controlled at will.
The cyan light curtain within the field of vision was now covered by blood-red light and shadow, and all people were targeted for annihilation. As the last Grammer Iron Cavalry, no one understood the power of destruction better than Liuying.
"The dream is over..."
"You shouldn't be here either."
A pitch-black right arm suddenly stretched out from the flowing green flames. The oppressive feeling of destruction made it difficult for everyone to breathe. Pinocchio's most primitive dream even began to tremble.
"There is no need to return to reality. I will let the entire Pinocchio sink into the dreamland and bury An Ming with him."
Out of the raging flames came the pitch-black iron cavalry. The chaotic and violent flames that could collapse at any time were like uncontrollable nuclear bombs gathering in the palm of Firefly.
Black Swan and Huang Quan looked at each other. They could both see that Liuying was not joking. She would really pull Pinocchio into her dream and sink him.
Huang Quan didn't know why she hesitated for a moment. Maybe she just couldn't believe that An Ming would die like this.
At this moment, the aura emitted by Liuying infinitely exceeded that of the messenger, and the blazing life turned into a flame that ignited the Iron Cavalry... That was all that once belonged to the Grammer Iron Cavalry, but for Liuying, the only person she wanted to protect was An Ming.
Even such a simple thing could not be done.
Then let's destroy it. As long as we destroy the entire universe, we can create a world where there is only peace and light.
The blue flames turned into annihilating black, and began to burn from the corners of the dream. The same scene appeared in the sky of the entire Pinocchio dream.
A terrifying black sun slowly descended into the sky, and wherever it passed, dreams turned into the most primitive memories that boiled and evaporated.
The entire Pinocchio is burning from the source, and the irreversible formula of destruction is guided by Liuying alone. She doesn't care, and no one else cares except An Ming.
If there is anyone who can stop Liuying at this moment, it is only her.
Then Huang Quan slowly pulled out the second light blue sword from his waist. The withered cherry blossoms on the hilt were like the snow in early winter, icy but not biting.
Thousand Sakura is unsheathed.
In a split second——
The trajectory of the sword could not even be reflected in the pupils of the black swan. Even the rememberer could not recall this sword that left no trace.
There has never been such a fast sword, so lonely that it seems to cut through time.
The cherry blossoms slowly fell, and Huang Quan could only remember many things about cherry blossoms when he pulled out the thousand cherry blossoms. It was a regrettable but warm journey.
There will never be another sword as fast as that.
Huang Quan gripped the hilt of the sword and slowly sheathed it. The frozen blood flower on his palm bloomed like a rose.
The frozen world started to move again, and the fist wrapped in pitch-black flames suddenly penetrated the ice and instantly appeared in front of Huang Quan.
"Stop it."
Huang Quan raised his eyes, still without any emotion, just... a hint of nostalgia.
Liuying's voice slowly sounded from the dark iron cavalry: "What do you know about me?" Is she going to stop just because of this? No, she wants Pinocchio to be destroyed.
"I'm not good at persuading people with words."
Huang Quan paused slightly, put Qianying back to his waist, slowly raised the purple-red long sword to above his head with both hands, grasped the handle with his right hand and slowly pulled it out.
At this moment, the entire dream seemed to be divided by another realm. The water reflected by the red spider lily at the foot of Huangquan grew wildly, and thunder sounded from the edge of the knife.
“I mourn for the dead.”
The snow-white color gradually devoured the purple hair, and Huang Quan's pupils shone with red light. Just as she said, she was not good at persuading others, and sometimes it would be a better way to make people shut up.
When the knife comes out, time and space freeze.
The frozen cavalry trembled briefly, then walked out of the frozen time step by step, and the broken lenses reflected the painful eyes of Liuying.
The dark flames covered the whole body of the Iron Knight and she whispered:
"I will set the sea on fire."
This time, it’s the last time.
Maybe she had died in that midsummer, and the only one who survived was the firefly that was greedy for happiness.
The words on his forehead condensed into a physical entity, flashing a dangerous signal. This was the moment when Liuying was closest to a mental breakdown, but he could still hear the gentle words he had heard before.
do not die.
But...this time there is really no reason to continue living.