Breaking through chaos is no stranger to Lothar. From the past wars to the recent up and down of lost heart Bay as a crew member of the black arrow, he always seems to be dealing with chaos. However, this does not mean that it is easy to get away from the current situation. Just like the pharmaceutical farmers who have been climbing mountains for many years, they will always hold the greatest respect and fear for the mountains. Losing attention to the things they are familiar with is often the beginning of turning hidden dangers into real losses. As a result, Lothar is not fast.


    This gives the two people behind the red curtain some time to meet again in such a strange environment. Fioni had never seen Chantico show such an expression. When he told the other party that he was going to leave Litao, she did not show such an expression when he met by chance in the years when he became a Morpher and wanderer. Even when he last met and sent out a warning, he still did not see such an expression. The expression is like, like a sailor who has been drifting on the sea for several years. After experiencing the wind and waves, running out of water and food, and passing through countless dangers, when he saw the harbor of his hometown in the darkest dawn, he saw that the noisy port in his memory was only left with broken walls and ruins, which was hard to revive. That''s the fear on the face of a child who has lost his mother.


    It was only at this glance that fioni knew that the man he knew, the Leto siren who grew up with him by the name of Chantico, was dead. Now what remains on the throne at the top of the pyramid is just a body with its surface, which is pretending to be a conscious creature. But the next moment, the complex sadness drowned his reason. Even though he knew that any of his comforts would be useless, and even if the other party had his own responsibility, he tried to arouse the other party''s attention.


    "It''s not like you at all." The transfigurer said in the softest tone he could use that he didn''t care if anyone would hear them. Without the protection of the goddess, the so-called supreme third layer, the so-called Red Coral throne, has no meaning. Without the protection of the goddess, her priests were meaningless. Chantico did not answer fioni''s meaning. Her mouth was quickly opened and closed, and she silently recited the instruction of the tide lady. This is the words that every lietao sea demon recites from childhood and will be engraved in his mind all his life.


    Fioni remembers that if he had ever raised a slight objection to the doctrines of the lady tide, Chantico would immediately begin to recite these words to stop him from making blasphemous remarks. And every time, fioni would be very angry because of the other side''s attitude. Because in his opinion, many of the questions he raised at that time were not serious enough to shake his faith in the lady tide. He was only puzzled by some of the customs and rituals accumulated by the priests from generation to generation. This may be his problem. He can''t be as devoted to faith as Chantico.


    It is this skeptical attitude that makes fioni''s belief seem to be full of impiety in the eyes of others. But in fact, Chantico knew very well that the transfiguration was no worse than any of the lethorus. However, he always hoped that the perfection of the goddess could be inferior to his followers, so he was always demanding the belief of perfection.


    The lips chanting the doctrine stop when they feel the touch of the other hand on their hands. Chantico''s eyes, though still not in focus, looked up at the familiar man. This is a very complicated matter. As for the relationship between Chantico and fioni, they were once friends and playmates, and they were once closer. However, they were also enemies. They were antagonistic because of something more serious and irreversible than personal hatred. They really don''t know what face they should face each other after experiencing this.


    The skinny hand, along the blue and gold scales of the arm up, has been climbing to the chest position, stay on the scar from the heart.


    "In fact, it''s not that it''s skewed. It''s just, it''s not deep enough." Fioni felt the touch on the wound. "You hesitated. You hesitated when you opened my chest, didn''t you?"


    "Even if you gouge out your heart and eat it. We''re not going to be together Chantico''s voice was less majestic and more soft when it did not convey the goddess''s command.


    "Because the reason why we are us is not all in the body. That''s why we don''t think sacrifice is a sin. " The shapeshifter lowers his head slightly and presses his forehead against the other''s forehead, a way the sea demon uses to show intimacy, and Chantico does not refuse. When two heads touch each other, they can feel their consciousness and soul closer to each other. But it also made them realize that the distance between them was much longer than they expected.


    "It is good to sacrifice only to free the soul and other purer things from the bondage of the body." Chantico said almost subconsciously that she had been educated as a child.


    "Do you still think so?" From the bottom of the pyramid scream incessantly, the blood red sea water has carried that kind of fishy sweet smell wafted into the curtain.


    Chantico was silent for a moment. Fioni could feel her mood rising in a high direction, but quickly falling down. "I used to think that, even now, I don''t think it''s wrong. But if we were right, why did we get to this point? Why does the noble torrent disintegrate in an instant? Our glory and faith, our history and tradition, they should not be meaningless"Maybe they do make sense. But I doubt whether the people of lietao really stop to examine themselves in this period of time Fioni said softly but seriously, "you, no, we are so close to God that we care too much about his thoughts to see anything else. Maybe now is an opportunity for letao to be free from the oracle. We''ve lost this war. A lot of people will die, most of them. But there will always be people alive, they will hate, but they will also forget. They have a chance to become better us. "


    "What about us?"


    "We? We stay here, just give up the skin bag, it''s no big deal. On the way to our destination, we can walk together. In the destination, we can lie next to each other. Next time, if there is a next time, we can try to do better. "


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