In this world, there are always some things that are unexpected and unexpected. There are always countless predictions in the future, but the “result” that is pointed to is often beyond your expectations!
Just as the gold coins in punk’s hand were driven by strong kinetic energy to fly towards the corner of the stalker girl’s eyebrows, a fleeting black cold light shot up from the enemy’s lips. Even between a long distance, punk could feel the violent toxin applied to the sharp steel needle. It was a terrible poison that secretly felt the coldness in his heart even with a solid mage armor!
“But……… it’s meaningless to not get a poisonous needle in humans.”
Punk knew that this was the enemy’s last desperate attack. The unexpected hidden weapon in his mouth can be said to be the standard for all stalkers. How could Punk, as a cautious mage, not beware of his first move?
In fact, when he saw the enemy lying on the ground and seemed to have no counterattack power, Punk was already secretly alert to the “final attack”. Now seeing the poisonous needle piercing the air and entangled black smoke flying over at a faster speed than a sniper rifle bullet, Punk calmly activated the “secondary deviation position” on his robe. At the same time, he calmly sighed in his heart that “magic items are really useful”, Punk did not realize that this time, his response was so effective and… familiar!
For professionals, death is like the wind, always with me!
For ordinary people, death is like night, like shadows.
But for those who have died, death is like a death, suddenly…
When Punk suddenly found something wrong and turned around, Princess Nasya fell to the ground weakly…
Some people say that death is just a silent separation. Even if a person is responsible or is blessed by a blessing, she is like everyone else, breathing, thinking, and sinking in the darkness… Sometimes death may be another way of liberation, and there will be no longer any pressure and responsibility to pursue it. Just as we cannot see the decay and withering of the corpse, nor the mind to feel the fresh life turning into dead bones, nor the expectation of seeing the solemn and solemn Who is crying at the funeral, and who is laughing happily… In fact, whether it is sad or laughing, it has no meaning to the dead. The blue heart, without sunlight, can beat sonorously, and the solidified blood cannot condense the emptiness and silence that flows out continuously, and the scars that can never be healed begin to rot and be eroded by darkness. The perfect and white skin cannot feel the warmth of the whole world. This is death, like falling flowers, sad and dull!
The strong Princess Nasya was lying on the ground under the residual golden light around her, with a black steel needle inserted obliquely into her chest, and violent toxins climbed from her graceful collarbone with the rose pattern proclaiming death.Opening……
She died, with her mother’s expectations, the blessings of McNaisie, the sacrifices of the soldiers, the revenge and dreams she vowed to complete, she died in this dark and nameless woods. The beauty and responsibility in the world may give her the courage to survive, but it cannot bring her the power to fight death…
Punk looked at the dead princess, feeling the Judgment Eye Contract that was automatically terminated because of the death of the contract object. Few people were stunned. In his heart, he was not only happy to terminate the trouble contract, but also a lingering absurd feeling – the princess who carries the thoughts of countless people and has countless missions to complete died like this? Or was it accidentally killed by the poison needle that was deviated from itself?
Gently picking up Nasya’s body with the hand of a mage, the princess who is not a devout believer is not qualified to enter any god’s kingdom. Her soul has been swallowed up by the endless river of fate…… Punk has done his best, but no one can imagine such an accident, even the mean and harsh Eye of Judgment can’t say anything.
He threw the princess’s cold body on the ground casually. He felt a mess in his heart for a moment. The powerless life was so fragile and pathetic. No matter how many missions and dreams she had, even if she had the strong will and character, she could not resist the puncture of a small poisonous needle. This is reality – ridiculous! Reasonable to cruel!
“Is the efforts of those dead soldiers and Mage McNaysey who sacrificed his bright future and even paid for his life?
Punk looked at the princess’s cold and silent corpse with complicated eyes, and asked herself this question without any emotional fluctuations!