"Ella must be told!"

Chapter 83 Shoot Down the Sun

After approaching the black sun on that plane, that foreign object that seemed not to exist in this space, Ling once again felt the fear stemming from his spiritual instinct.

[If you can't go in, you will die if you go in! 】

She heard her own voice again in her consciousness. This was just an illusion formed by shuddering fear. In fact, there was no such voice.

"I know, no one needs to remind me!"

Ling muttered to himself.

She seemed to see something in the thickest darkness that sent chills down her spine.

It was like a pair of emerald green vertical pupils like huge gems.

There seemed to be more monsters taking shape in the black sun, and Ling had already captured a unit that was as powerful as a Wendigo in her spirituality, but the more this happened, the more it proved that her choice was correct.Here is the key to everything, what she must destroy.

With full buffs in place, she reversed the two longswords and slammed down into the eerie sun with burning flame tails.

Such a powerful blow was like falling into the dark sea, only splashing illusory water and leaving no trace.

The black mist stopped spreading at a certain moment, rolling like boiling water, but it fell silent after only a few seconds.

-

The short-haired girl floats in a dark, endless ocean.No, compared to the ocean, this viscous oppressive feeling should be more like a quagmire or a swamp.

what was i doing

why am i here

Who am I?

The girl felt that her thinking was beginning to become stagnant, and she felt as if she had forgotten a lot of things.

[Hail Lilith, because of what I have gained, my comrades, and the sufferings I have suffered, as well as that quiet love, Amen. 】

[I pray for the grace of our Lord to forgive me on this day.May our queen, and holy lord, speak and act, on earth as in heaven—]

There seemed to be a lot of people singing around, and the tune was sacred and peaceful, which made people want to fall into a deep sleep.

"Who is Lilith?"

The short-haired girl subconsciously raised this question.

"He is the great god, the mother of all spirits. He is one and ten thousand. He is Norbert and Lilith."

A clear and childish voice answered her.

wrong.

Although her consciousness was blurred, the girl instinctively retorted in consciousness.She vaguely felt that this name was very bad, and this was not the place she should be staying.

I'm sinking and can't go on like this.

A thought floated up unnaturally, she felt that something cold and damp was wrapping around her waist and limbs in the darkness, dragging her deeper into the darkness.

So she vibrated her wings with difficulty, and clenched the sword in her hand.

Although she doesn't know why she has a pair of wings, nor why she holds a sword.

The girl tried to reverse this trend, but excessive fatigue and some injuries in her body made it increasingly difficult for her to move.

"Why not, everyone here says so."

The crisp and childish voice rang in her ears again.

Whether it was intentional or unintentional, it barely kept the short-haired girl conscious.

The other party seemed to be floating in this quagmire, but he was not in a passive state like her. Instead, he was falling at the same speed as her for the sake of conversation.

Unreasonable anger made her tone stiff.

"Of course not, the name sounds like a bitch, I don't think it's a god or my mother's name!"

Mother?

The word reminded her of many things, like the filthy cane, the worn-out doll and the mad woman.

The consciousness and thinking of the short-haired girl became clearer again. This time she barely opened her heavy eyelids, trying to see the surrounding environment clearly.

In front of her eyes was not just the darkness without light, but she saw a hazy and young figure, whose existence seemed to be illuminated by some off-white light spots, which distinguished the girl from the surrounding dark areas.There seemed to be more figures in those dark areas, figures sinking in the mud like himself.

"Swearing is bad!"

The strange voice became a little more serious, as if a little angry, but then smiled again.

"What a strange little bird, everyone here is praising Lilith, only you are saying something strange."

The existence of the other party seems to be the only variable in this weird space. The short-haired girl who has recovered part of her memory and consciousness is thinking anxiously.

"who are you?"

The other party turned his head and thought for a few seconds, then said seriously:

"I don't remember, but maybe you can call me Chrissy. I don't remember who I am, but it seems someone called me that."

Who is that? Is he famous?

She didn't seem to have any impression of this name, but this didn't stop her from noticing the other's specialness.

"Okay... so Chrissy, do you know how to get out of here?"

This time, it was the girl who called herself Chris who had doubts.

"Why go out? There are all painful and terrible things out there, and Chris hates pain."

"It's very good here, it's as quiet as a dark night without insects. Everything is fine except for being a little lonely... But don't worry now, little bird, stay here and talk to Chris, I don't feel lonely anymore."

Before she could refuse, something else caught her attention.

Gray-white light spots floated upwards in front of the short-haired girl's eyes, and she suddenly trembled, as if she saw a very familiar figure through these light spots.

It was a beautiful girl with long silver hair and an exquisite doll-like face.

"Ella... Ella Williams, her name is Ella Williams."

A strange emotion gradually amplified in her heart.

Panic and impatience like fear of losing something important, as well as inexplicable sourness and sweetness.

She recalled the name and its owner even earlier than she remembered herself.

"I remembered... I am Ling, and I am Ling Mephisto."

Tears overflowed from her pupils - this was the reason for the existence of her wings and sword.

"I have to get out...she's waiting for me!"

Ling struggled violently.

Sharp feather blades grew from her elbows, and she once again deepened her loss of control to gain more power.Use the feather blades protruding from your elbows and forearms to cut through the sticky mire and icy tentacles.

"Are you crying?"

A cold little hand wiped away Ling's tears.

"Don't be sad, I'll help you."

"Since someone is waiting for you, go ahead. Missing appointments is not a good habit... Although I still can't remember my name, there seem to be people waiting for me outside. I miss them very much.

"Thank you, if it weren't for you, I might not be able to remember these things."

The girl who called herself Chris suddenly grabbed the feather sword in Ling's hand and pierced her left chest with it.

"Obviously Chris is afraid of pain."

The figure of the girl gradually became clear. It was a sweet-looking young girl with a golden ponytail.

"They will show you the way. These belong to the person who is waiting for you, right? I can feel...she is a very scary but very warm person."

"I can feel that the person named Ella may be an existence very similar to me... One day in the future, maybe she will forget her own name."

"Will not."

Ling replied firmly,

"As long as I'm here, there won't be that day!"

The surrounding darkness burned violently, and the girl named Chris raised her skirt and smiled at her.

"That's all right, don't forget her... and if possible, don't forget me."

-

The darkness bursts in all directions, and the sticky mud seems to have never existed.

Ling suddenly opened his eyes, and found that he was still above the black sun, and hadn't really entered this weird space.Everything just now was like a hallucination or an absurd dream that she fell into when her body and spirit reached the limit.

Black tentacles like snakes grew out of the sun, trying to entangle her, but they froze and trembled for unknown reasons.

"Chris...thank you!"

Ling suddenly swung the sword in his hand, and slashed it onto the huge mirror-like black plane.

Under the elemental extraction of Mensis, the long sword with a large amount of magical power exploded, and this force made the strange black plane covered with pale cracks.

Ling was also affected by the explosion, and her entire left hand lost consciousness almost instantly, but then she raised the other sword without hesitation and stabbed it hard!

This time, it pierced through the weird black plane, completely shattering the false sun along the cracks.

Chapter 84 Eyes of Thousands

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