The Crazy Knight’s Age of the Universe

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“Roli?”

Obviously it is a communication method that has never been touched, and it is obviously an unimpressed voice.

But whether it is his damn talent or the fluctuation of the soul Bloodline, he is telling himself that the voice over there is Roli.

“Bastard dead girl, what the hell is happening, what the hell is going on…”

I still want to ask, and I want to question, but the rain flows inexplicably from the cheek.

Touch it lightly, but it cannot be contained.

As if a door was opened in my heart, many things that I didn’t dare to think about were thrown out. Too many emotions hit everything and stirred up.

Surprised? Surprise? Wrath? I’m afraid there are.

But in the end, what was left was the fear and happiness that came from the bottom of my heart.

Fortunately, joy, she is still alive.

[……. Boy, did you admit the wrong person? I am the master of the game…]

“You treat me like a fool…”

The words that should have been blamed or even roared could not be spoken before half.

Finally it turned into a sobbing, blocked nasal cavity, still the joy of regaining, that is the most important treasure in this world.

“…You, alive, still alive………very good, very good.”

There, silence, for a long time, sophistry has become meaningless.

【…….Sorry. 】

Among the words, there is deep apology and tiredness.

“It’s okay, you’re okay.”

[Sorry, I’m afraid I can’t be okay. After all, I’ve been dead once and I’m not in this World now…]

“I will avenge you.”

No reason, no cause and effect, no goal, no vows, no promises, no assumptions.

Roli over there knew that Roxia would do it.

Half an hour later, when Roxia walked out of the church of the God of Games, his chest had the same emblem as the Grand Priest.

Although he is still accustomed to facing Roxia with a smile, everything has changed regardless of his attitude towards this World or his expectations for the future.

Lynn and Su Nana outside the door also waited a long time.

“Perhaps, we should talk.”

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“Once, our world was not so chaotic.”

It was a wild and primitive world, the ground was a dim piece, and the dark clouds in the sky were dense and compressed to almost substance.

Everything under the clouds of strikes is the sturdy Horned Dragon. When struck by the thunder, it is still the end of the scene.

But there is only a gray high cliff, but it stands on the thunder cloud.

Thunderstorms flowed through the clouds below, and thunder thundered in the ears, while the residents above it could sleep peacefully.

For Seymours living on the top of the mountain, steel trunks burned with steel carbon are the most practical building materials, because the old witch in the tribe told them that the gray scale tents built in this way will not be struck by the scattered lightning wear.

Above the high cliff, hundreds of gray and black tents were set up, and the Seymour youngster dared to set fire between the thunderclouds, cooking, even if accidentally chopped by a thunderstorm, it was the end of the whole body scorched by his companion.

The higher places belong to the children and the elderly who have not grown up.

In the tent at the highest of them, a one-eyed old woman with a forehead angle, with her back bent, is teaching ancient memories with the children around the campfire.

“Hey.”

The slender gray wooden stick was stirred in in midair. Under the drive of invisible force, the turbid smoke gathered together to form the pattern of each and everyone.

There are floating nihilistic figures, fire-breathing Great Dragons, giants with thunderstorms in hand, fairy jumping in the woods, birdmen with wings, the most… but still each and everyone with the meteor falls Smiley face.

“… In ancient times, although Lei Ji would strike on time, our clansman did not need to suffer on this finger, the gods gave us a large underground cave in the limestone tribe, not only the beautiful ones Meat mushrooms, and sweet stone dew, those months in the underground, even if we have a rest day after the harvest, it is also a good day for young girls to get married. Most of you are probably after 7 It was born in 8 months.”

black Skinny fingers swaying at will, dim smoke constitutes each and everyone smiling young men and women with long horns.

They approached each other, sang with laughter, worked together, and dragged the huge Insect and dinosaur each and everyone into the cave together.

Suddenly, one of the teenagers with a headscarf jumped out of the crowd, jumped on the curvy nose of the old witch, and bowed her head to kiss her eyes lightly.

“Ge Ge, Little Brat, don’t be amused. Old, old, all here.”

The shadow of the broken-horned young girl holding hands with the teenager before, but made a face to the old witch, and then jumped on her head, gently touching the trace of the broken corner.

The old witch himself, however, rarely showed a gentle smile that fell into memory.

But it was found that the children were staring at her, and she blushed old, using a gray wooden stick to disperse the smoke shadow, and continued to talk.

“…But one day, Evil Gods are here.”

In the picture of smoke, one after another meteorite fell, the ghost face floating on it laughed wildly, and when it landed, countless ghosts swarmed from the meteorite.

The young men and women flee wildly, but they are still caught up by the ghosts and torn apart.

Seeing that everyone has no hope.

In front of the children’s eyes, the young man with a headscarf pushed the girl off the broken angle, and other men blocked in front of clansman, and then… changed back to the smashed yellow haze.

The girl with the broken corner cried while holding the floating headscarf, but was dragged by the clansman to migrate.

They went to a new plain, reclaimed the manor, raised pig dragons, dug the cave, and changed their crying face back to a smiling face.

After a few Lei Ji, the girl with a broken corner became a woman with a broken corner, and just as she was holding her child and laughing in the fruit forest…

“They are here again.”

This meteorite came more violently than last time, but in the end, it made no difference.

The men stayed forever, and the child of the broken-angle woman ran slowly, but also stayed…

After a long silence, the old witch waved the wooden stick again, pulling the smoke shadow, and the picture changed again.

The broken angle woman and clansman continue to migrate in sorrow, but what happened after that is not the same as not at all before.

When the meteorite fell, Evil God sent minions, and clansman moved again.

Only one time, the Old Patriarch holding the flag fell, and the woman with the broken corner took over the flag and continued to guide Clansman’s path.

I can’t remember how many times I repeated, and finally, the journey seemed to come to an end.

The broken-angle woman pointed to a towering mountain and laughed loudly, then knelt down and cried.

Her clansman is less than 10% of the original, and beside her, there is a tattered flag, a garland worn by a child, and the turban that dropped.

The smoke constitutes 2 suns and 3 moons. Time goes by, and smiles replace crying faces again. It seems that this story is a happy ending.

The silent old woman pulled the gray wooden stick again and nibbled gently, and the gray yellow smoke gathered together again.

They fell on the boiling slate and then reverted to a sweet scented liquid.

One drop, 2 drops, some turned into dragon-shaped sugar pieces, some became noodle-style hard candy, and some became soft clouds.

“Okay, after the story is over, you can start eating.”

If it wasn’t for waiting for the candy, who would listen to the old woman talk about ancient times.

Finally at this moment, the children swarmed up and began to divide the sugar water.

The muddy old eyes glanced at the children, one, two…. There were three more this year. The old witch was slightly nodded satisfied, but finally stopped looking at the wooden frame in the corner of the tent.

There was a wreath of stalks that had withered.

scarf? It has become a patch and pattern on children’s colored clothes.

banner? If the gray wooden stick with fogged sugar is tied with a rag, isn’t it?

And the smiling children who looked at the food, the corner of the old witch’s mouth also showed a slight smile, after all, there is hope, right?

“Not good, Grandma Gu, not good!”

The exclamation outside the tent made the old witch frown.

“Noisy, didn’t you see me telling stories with children…”

However, the scenery seen when the tent was pulled away shocked the old witch so much that she didn’t even know it.

Looking away from the corner of the tent, there are countless meteorites from each and everyone silver across the sky.

Amidst the perplexity and fear, the witch with a broken corner is like hearing the giggle of countless grimace in the sky.

“You can’t escape.”