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Chapter 906 How dare you, a warrior, resist a mage?

Darkness, endless darkness!

Simmel felt very sleepy, but he couldn't feel himself. He seemed to have fallen into an endless abyss, and it seemed that he was the abyss, swallowing everything, including himself...

I should go to heaven.

Simmel secretly thought, how could a perfect person like him fall into the abyss? He should go to heaven.

As soon as he thought of this, he suddenly felt that the darkness around him was swept away, and a warm white light shone from the sky. He only felt that his soul was floating upward, and the original panic in his heart turned into peace of mind.

"caught you!"

Catch me?

In a daze, Simmel heard such a sentence, and he felt very strange. Is it necessary to catch people to attract people to heaven?

But looking at the white light getting closer and closer, Simmel suddenly felt a little resistant. He didn't want to leave!

Monk Heita said that his life was happy, which he did not deny. After all, his dream of defeating the Demon King came true more than sixty years ago, but he still had a dream in his heart, which was to be with Fulilian. Together.

It’s a pity that Flillian is an elf with a nearly immortal lifespan. If he really stays with Flillian, he doesn’t know whether it is good or bad. After all, watching the one you love die of old age is too cruel for anyone.

So he chose to let go and let himself become a good memory in Fulilian's memory. Otherwise, why build so many statues? Naturally, Fulilian would be deeply impressed by him!

But... I'm still very unwilling!

Simmel suddenly remembered the illusion he had performed in front of the goddess's stone tablet. In that illusion, Fulian was wearing a white wedding dress, holding flowers in her hands, and he was also wearing a white suit. They matched so well, so well. Perfect.

It would be great if that were true,…

"Hey, hey, wake up. It's strange. The soul has been captured through time retrieval, and the body has also gone back to the time before death. It should be fine, right?"

Chen Yi squatted beside the coffin and gently patted Simmel's cheek. This touch felt like a living person!

The memory was interrupted, Xinmeier opened his eyes in shock, and looked at Chen Yi.

"Could it be that Simmel has Alzheimer's disease in his later years, so why don't we go back a few years?"

Looking at the old man with tears suddenly falling from the corners of his eyes, Chen Yi touched his chin and muttered to himself, that's right, there is no reason why the dwarf Ful can have Alzheimer's disease, and Simmel can't have dementia when he is old.

"Who are you?"

Simmel finally reacted and looked up. Good guy, he was covered with flowers and there was a broad sword in front of him. It was his sword of bravery. He hurriedly held the broad sword and turned over from the coffin. Li stood up and looked around cautiously.

"Well, brave man, please calm down first. This is what happened..."

Here is it. Chino Mountain Gorge looked around and found that this place was a bit familiar. Then he looked at the stone tablet. It was the goddess stone tablet. The only strange thing was that the stone tablet didn't seem so complete?

"How about it, as long as you help me understand this magic, I can help you no matter what you want."

Chen Yi patted his chest and showed his enthusiasm.

"Does that mean you resurrected me just to study Fiala Tor?"

Simmel scratched his head. It turned out that he was really dead. No wonder he raised his coffin. But why did you put my sword on me? What if my body was dented by the sword after a long time? If I go down, then I won’t become the scabbard of the brave sword? Sword in corpse?

"Sorry, I can't promise you."

Although Xinmeier was suddenly resurrected, although he was very grateful to Chen Yi, he didn't understand Chen Yi at all. Naturally, it was impossible to help Chen Yi do some unknown things, especially the magic related to time. God knows whether this person can rewrite time. , what happened now.

"Well, I think you're overthinking it."

Chen Yi shrugged. Even Fulilian had to travel obediently after being hit by Fiara Tor. How dare you, a warrior, resist the mage?

"What?" Before Xinmeier could react, he felt that his hand was empty. The imitation sword of bravery that had killed the Demon King was thrown aside by Chen Yi. Then his hand was grabbed by a huge force and stretched out. To the goddess stone tablet.

"I always feel like I'm bullying the old people, well, actually I am bullying the old people."

Chen Yi muttered again and said casually: "Remember, don't tamper with the timeline at will, otherwise you will be responsible for the consequences."

Simmel:...

Mad, it was you who asked me to travel through time, and it was you who asked me not to rewrite the timeline, so why did you let me travel through time?

But before he could protest, he suddenly stumbled, so he quickly stood up, but soon he noticed something was wrong. This body seemed too young!

"Can't understand?"

The figure who had been thinking about it appeared in front of him again, squatting in front of the goddess's stone tablet, muttering something, but soon turned around and looked at him with a strange look, as if he was looking at a long-dead person. people in general.

This is the future Fulian!

Before he could react, Fulilian had already approached his face and started rubbing his face, and finally came to a conclusion: "It's an entity, Simmel, how old are you?"

"Twenty-three."

Simmel resisted the urge to cry and pretended to be a little strange.

"Really, you fell asleep again..."

Haita on the side couldn't help complaining that the elves' concept of time is very different from that of humans. For humans, one year is already a long time, but for elves, a hundred years may only make it so. They felt a little time pass.

Simmel looked back. At this moment, he suddenly understood how Fulilian felt at the time, or the current Fulilian who had traveled through time. The still young Haita was still... well, the dwarf warrior Aize It seemed like it had always been like this, it felt like nothing had changed, and he was just a little older before he died.

"It's almost time to go, Frillian."

When Chen Yi's warning sounded, Xinmeier could only say in an urging tone that they should return to the city to rest now...

"Well, according to your description, you still have the memories before you were possessed?"

After hearing about Simmel's time travel, Chen Yi touched his chin. In the comics, Fulilian said that her memory of the week she was possessed was very vague, but Simmel's memory was very profound.

Could it be that there is something wrong with the way I activate magic?

It seems that I need to experiment a few more times.

"What on earth do you want to do?"

Although he relived that memory, Simmel didn't feel good at all. After all, the strength Chen Yi showed was too weird.

"It's nothing. I plan to experiment again. Having said that, will superimposition cause confusion? Forget it, let's change the timeline."

Chen Yi thought for a while. It seemed too random to have three Simmel souls in the same timeline. It would be funny if it collapsed.

"You don't have this chance!"

At this moment, a violent magic wave suddenly came from the distance. Chen Yi turned around in shock and saw a white light shooting towards him. At the end of the white light, there was a woman in white with pointed ears holding a magic wand.

Florian!