I, the final BOSS of the beta test server!

A bright ray of sunlight illuminated the girl's eyes.

She raised her head in confusion.

I only saw the seemingly endless snowstorm around me, which had quietly stopped at some point.

Even the boundless darkness that swallowed up the light has disappeared.

The pitch-black dome suddenly shattered into several cracks, and a bright and clear light shone through the cracks in the dark dome, shining on her ice-blue hair, reflecting a glass-like brilliance.

The master of blizzards and darkness.

His previous life in that fairy tale... The evil god who wanted to use his body to resurrect, wanted to take away his self, and even wanted to take away all the precious memories between him and Rast.

Did He leave His body?

A little confusion arose in Akshia's heart.

The cracks in the pitch-black dome began to widen, allowing more sunlight to stream in...

In the end, the entire sky shattered into dark fragments, leaving only infinite light falling from the sky, illuminating the snowfield above the eternal night.

The ancient ghost that wanted to occupy her body left, and Axia also woke up from her slumber.

The moment I opened my eyes and returned to reality——

She saw the ice coffin she was in and the scorching holy glow outside the coffin.

The fragments of memory remaining in her mind came flooding back, allowing Akxia to understand her current situation.

Am I going to... die?

She looked at the melting and shattering ice coffin in front of her, as well as the scorching holy light that made her feel extremely uncomfortable, as if it was her natural enemy, and murmured to herself in her heart.

but--

Being able to retain one's own will, and also retaining the precious memories with Last...that one is unwilling to share with anyone, and which belong only to him.

Die as Axia, as Helen, not as a resurrected god of death.

As long as it's like this... I will be satisfied enough.

She opened her beautiful dark purple eyes and stared at the torrent of light that broke through the ice coffin and rushed in.

Waiting for the sacred light of the sun to purify me, the descendant of the god of death... the moment when death comes.

but--

That's when.

Akxia saw a chess piece that she was holding tightly in her hand inside the ice coffin.

That was the very beginning. When Last climbed up the platform and began to check the ice coffin, he quietly stuffed a chess piece into the palm of the sleeping girl in the ice coffin.

This incident happened when Rast first climbed the tower... and many other changes and incidents occurred later, so naturally no one noticed this trivial detail.

[Substitute Chess Piece (King)]

[Type: Extraordinary props, disposable consumables]

[Rarity: Purple]

[Item Description: A pair of "King and Rook" chess pieces. Both players can use "Castling" when holding this pair.]

"Castling": The owner of the substitute piece (King) swaps positions with the owner of the substitute piece (Rook).

Is this an extraordinary prop from the night world?

Akxia stared blankly at the chess piece in her hand, feeling long-lost memories reviving in her mind.

next moment.

The young man's voice suddenly echoed throughout the ice coffin through the chess piece.

Akxia will never forget the owner of this voice until her death.

"Life is something that ends."

The boy's voice rang in her ears, yet it seemed as if a whole world away.

“Life is a pilgrimage of accumulated pain.”

"but--"

"I think that's the fairy tale of the caged bird queen..."

"It is definitely not a story of death and severance."

"So, Axia-san..."

There was a slight pause in his words.

"Do not--"

"Your Majesty Helen."

"I'm here to pick you up and take you home."

Chapter 157: Meet Again at the End of the Story, at the End of the Fairy Tale (6k)

Under the dark sky, above the sea transformed from the abyss.

Rast was bathed in the roaring wind. In his hand, a physical chess piece appeared silently, and then he held it tightly in his palm.

It was the rook chess piece, corresponding to the king chess piece in Akshia's hand.

This pair of chess pieces was also a gift from Dean Silver before Last entered the Echoes of the Era, along with Professor Barbarossa's "Holy Grenade".

In the rules of chess, there is a special move.

You can move your king and one of your rooks at the same time, moving the king two steps toward the rook, then moving the rook past the king and stopping it one square next to the king...

To put it simply, it means exchanging the positions of the "king" and "rook" pieces on the chessboard.

This is a limited move that can only be used once by both players in each game.

Only when the "King" is in a desperate situation surrounded by thousands of troops... The method of sacrificing a "rook" to move the king to a safe position is used. It is also the last trump card of every chess player.

And at this moment, it falls into reality.

When this stage called the Abyss, and everything on the stage... whether it was the actors or the performance process, all went exactly as Last had expected, and reached the preset node without any error.

Last finally revealed his trump card, the trump card of a chess player.

In the whistling wind, the corners of his mouth moved slightly:

"The King's Car——"

"Castling."

……

The words were so soft that they seemed as if they would be swallowed up by the raging wind at any moment.

However, the moment these words were spoken.

Whether it is Rast who is falling from the top of the tower into the abyss, or Axia who has just woken up from her slumber in the ice coffin.

In their tightly clenched palms, the two plain and inconspicuous chess pieces burst out with an incomparably dazzling and blazing brilliance, even overshadowing the torrent of light caused by the holy grenade.

The figures of both men disappeared into the void at the same time, and reappeared in an instant.

However, when their figures reappeared again.

The positions of Rast and Axia have been completely swapped.

Akxia was at a low altitude about to fall into the abyss, while Rast's broken figure appeared in the already crumbling ice coffin, in the same place with the crazy soul of the god of death.

Just like the original meaning of "castling" in chess rules -

By sacrificing soldiers and chariots...the king, besieged by a host of hostile forces, was rescued from danger.

……

The wind was howling fiercely in the sky, and Akshia's long ice-blue hair was fluttering in the wind, looking extremely messy.

She was now in the same position as Last was just now, and not far below her was the surging imaginary sea.

At a normal falling speed, she should have already fallen into the dim ocean.

However, at this moment, countless illusory waves are crashing in the air, turning into a solidified dusk.

He gently carried Akshia to prevent her from falling further.

This is a reflection of Mingyuan's affinity towards Akshia.

As a descendant of the old god of death, Akxia's body already has the blood of death flowing in it, which comes from the same source as the abyss in front of her. The dim yellow sea sensed her presence and naturally resonated with her.

And in the wild wind beside Akxia, there were still fragments of blood splashed from the young man's wound.

But the young man's figure no longer existed.

All that was left was the old book standing open in the wind.

Even though it was falling from the sky, Akshia recognized the messy, old book at a glance.

This is a relic, a fairy tale book called "Silver Wing Chronicle" left to her by her mother, and it is also a treasure that Axia has always cherished.

Although now thinking about it, her mother was probably the backup arranged by the old god of death in order to revive herself, but Akxia would never mistake this fairy tale book that had accompanied her for hundreds of years in that dim palace.

On the cliff dyed red by the setting sun, Akshia gave the fairy tale book that she treasured most to Rast as a return gift.

But unexpectedly, today, Rast returned the fairy tale book again by using the "King-Rook Castling" method.

The wind is blowing.

The book rustled in the wind and began to turn pages continuously...until the last blank page.

And at this moment.

On the originally blank pages, the splattered crimson blood was outlined into clear and distinct words.

This is the part that doesn't exist in Axia's memory... Written in blood, it's the story that takes place after the finale of "Silver Wing Chronicles"—

When the hero and heroine built a small wooden house deep in the forest and spent a happy and peaceful married life, something unexpected happened.

The heroine of the story is actually the reincarnation of an ancient evil god who brought devastating catastrophe to the continent a hundred years ago... As long as he exists in the world, he will bring plague and disaster to the entire world, killing millions of lives.

And now, the evil god's will is reviving in the girl's body... devouring her consciousness and humanity bit by bit.

After a period of painful entanglement and struggle, the young male protagonist chose to seek help from the Holy See, wanting to use the power of the Holy See to kill the evil god who was trying to revive.

only--

The price of doing so is that the heroine of this story, a girl born in a remote border town who dreams of becoming an adventurer... will also be wiped out by the power of God and the resurrected ancient evil god.

For the sake of justice in his heart and for the stability of the world, the young man who dreams of becoming a knight must use all the fierce skills they have learned on their journey around the world to kill the girl he loves most with his own hands.

This is the most logical outcome. Sacrificing an insignificant individual for the safety of all people and for the sake of world peace is an extremely correct choice, and no one can find any problem with it.

However, outside of the normal Normal End, there is another option, another route.

Using life and death as chips, he placed himself at the gambling table with the ancient god.

He replaced the girl with his own body, allowing the revived evil god's residual spirit to change its host and container and reside in his own body instead.

……

Wow.

Wow.

The fairy tale book was quietly turned to the last page with blood-red words by the whistling wind.

Then, a dazzling light suddenly flashed above the fairy tale book.

The light was a bright crimson, as if the blood that had solidified into words on the pages of the book was burning, emitting a dazzling brilliance.

Unfinished fairy tale book

[Category: Heraldic Costume]

[Introduction: This fairy tale book, titled "Silver Wing Chronicles," is the treasure of a girl named Helen. It also carries all the thoughts and aspirations of the caged queen...

There is also the bird in the cage, and the vague love that sprouted from it for the boy who opened the window for her and helped her see the dreamy scenery outside the cage.

Even later, when the stage play of the caged bird and the boy ended and the girl knew the truth of everything, the encounter between the boy and the girl was not destined, but a carefully arranged script.