It’s the same principle as blinding “Them”‘s perception in the prison.

Of course, it has side effects, which are pollution and deeper corruption. The blood of God may not be safe in this process, so a real restriction is needed – in the name of love, to cover up and block the way for wisdom to flow to the body…

That is, the collar made from the skin of her mother Laurel’s visage.

Everything is just to send the key to the destined future.

yes……

It is precisely because of the particularity of the “Namiyans”.

In addition to the brain, the heart can also be used as an organ that carries wisdom!

This “riddle” is valid.

This “conspiracy” can only be established.

Hitzfeld didn’t dare to gamble.

She didn’t dare to gamble – whether “He” would immediately discover that the body that led to both the past and the future.

She didn’t dare to gamble – whether the great eye that had seen through all the time could see through this random change.

So she did that immediately.

Dig out your own heart with the mirror image.

A heart that has not been polluted by the flesh and blood in the brain.

A pure and holy heart that grew from a pure and flawless body, and was burned and transformed by the black flames of shadow.

Although she was still not 100% sure at that time whether this was the “key” or what the other party had been trying so hard to get from her.

But she didn’t dare to gamble…

She had no choice but to risk it all…

So the current situation is, was the bet right?

His Majesty Hawen appeared before me alive.

I don’t know where this is…

I only care about whether I can meet the people I care about again…

“Namiya is not an ordinary world. I believe you have also felt this.”

The blonde goddess caressed the sea breeze, and her voice was ethereal like a ballad.

“It’s self-aware.”

“It can even do ‘birth and death’.”

“It could foresee its own death billions of years in advance. In the ancient times – the mythical times that mortals believe in, the origin times – it made arrangements for its future. It watched every possibility fight each other, and then chose the one that won.”

“…That’s me.”

Speaking of this, goddess, look over here.

“It’s unusual…very unusual.”

“You mean…” Hitzfeld mustered up his courage, “Namiya itself is the prototype of a great being?”

“And not just any great one?”

“Is it something that can be compared with the ‘Returner’?”

At this point, Hitzfeld suddenly realized.

She finally understood why. The other party said that only by awakening Namiia could they fight the enemy.

“I was too impatient before, and my understanding of this path was too one-sided.” The goddess nodded, “I can’t abandon human emotions, which made me choose not to integrate the ‘shadow’ into my flame.”

“I think without the shadow, the flame has no need to exist.”

“At the time, I didn’t realize what a path this was equivalent to giving up.”

“A world that is inherently sacred.” She looked over again. “It should have been radiant and supreme, just like the ‘Him’ outside, extending its tentacles to infinite dimensions and infinite universes at the same time… It is such a thing, its greatness, and everything about it, I could have completely usurped it.”

“…Because I couldn’t let go of that emotion, when I realized this and wanted to really take this step, I couldn’t do it no matter what.”

“Besides, it is also because of my existence that this sacredness has been broken.”

“But I don’t regret it.” She tilted her head and nodded, “My will has never been influenced or changed by external things. I think it is meaningless. Even if I knew it in advance, I would still make the same choice.”

“And you, Aisuun.”

She nodded and looked over attentively.

“A descendant of the Hitzfeld family, the ‘Secret Keeper’ I have high hopes for.”

“…The successor of ‘Shadow’.”

“Destined to complete the final puzzle of the sacredness of Namya.”

“It’s you……”

“My stubbornness finally brought me the redemption of my dreams.”

“what do you mean……”

Hitzfeld even forgot to breathe.

“Have we accomplished what we wanted to do?”

“Did you do it?”

The goddess smiled again, then turned her head to look at the white sea.

“From now on, we will become the most special example.”

“The holiness of the world is thus completed.”

“But unlike ‘Him’, he is like a baby. Rather than being omniscient and omnipotent, he is blind and foolish, an unfathomable dream.”

“That holiness needs to be guided.”

“…It’s you and me!”

“We hold its secrets together…”

“Your Majesty.”

Hitzfeld took a deep breath.

“I only care about…”

“I just care if this is the place…”

“Do we have to live here from now on…?”

She was very nervous.

Very upset.

The atmosphere was already so exciting, but I actually asked such a question…

How disrespectful…

It seems that I am particularly concerned about “whether I can only live with His Majesty in the future”…

I hope Your Majesty will not misunderstand…

Although she is very beautiful and has a good figure, she can be said to be the most beautiful creature I have ever seen here…

But I am already…

I can no longer accept anyone else…

“You’re so funny.”

The goddess suddenly came closer, stretched out her right hand, and pinched the girl’s frightened face twice.

“Interesting… cute…”

“It’s really hard to help yourself…”

“Your Majesty?”

“I’m scaring you.”

The smiling face suddenly disappeared, he began to narrow his eyes and frown, and his tone became more and more sinister.

“I have waited so long for this day… Now I finally have equal power.”

“Esun Hitzfeld—”

“Oh…? Yes! I’m here!”

“Do you want to start a divine war yourself?”

“Ah? But I… I just…”

“Stop talking nonsense! Get up! Follow me!”

She waved her hand, and all the flames – the platinum sea began to boil, forming a circular gate of light in front of her.

“Come and see for yourself!”

“With our blood and fire! A new god created!”

Without Hitzfeld moving, the light gate automatically spread out, turning into infinite light and infinite darkness, embracing and passing through her body.

She woke up all of a sudden, and immediately felt that something was wrong with her.

A little too good, too wholesome.

Not only was the heart that had been removed still beating perfectly in the chest, but there was no pain at all at that location.

The old clothes that she originally wore for “nostalgia” have completely disappeared, replaced by the “Shadow Night” veil, which is her “mystery”, her “authority”, the source of her “identity”, and her “symbol of greatness”.

This “metaphysical” existence can actually be directly materialized, turning into gauze clothes, shoes and socks, crowns… and a large-caliber pistol floating in front of the eyes.

What is this…

“Aisun?”

After hearing the call, the girl’s heartbeat suddenly stopped.

Turn your head little by little.

Look to the side little by little.

It was Xia Yibing.

Shasha Imaar.

Her ponytail was also loose, and she was wearing the same style of gauze dress, shoes, socks, and crown as here.

The only difference was that the object floating in front of her was a long knife.

She also widened her eyes, as if she couldn’t understand how she could suddenly become like this?

[——! ! ! ]

suddenly!

They both turned their faces at the same time.

One looks to the past.

One looks to the future.

They all heard the howling coming from the directions they were facing at the same time…

terror.

Terrible.

Resentful.

anger.

It’s like something you love has been snatched away by a sword, like all the negativity gathered together.

But it cannot be understood or interpreted.

Such a terrifying and mysterious roar, needless to say, can only come from “Him”!