She Is Not a Witch

In the year 4286, the Yvar galaxy.

In the star system, two crowns, one gold and one silver, shine together in the empty space. The two figures shuttled back and forth between the galaxies, colliding and fighting each other.

The galloping figure was like a flash of light, erupting everywhere in the space, and the broken energy dispersed in the vast universe, swallowing small meteorites and comets that happened by chance, and then ran to the end of the endless galaxy.

Behind the two crowns are two groups of nearly the same two groups of angels. One of them turned his wings into rebellious bright red to show the difference from before.

The scorching sun and the cold moon intertwined, and the broken crown fragments swayed in the sky, and the shocking flames fell, beautiful and sad.

"Why, Laguier." The archangel holding a long sword of flames looked down at the familiar and unfamiliar figure below. It was the younger sister who grew up with him and the closest companion in the past.

"Why, because I don't want to see my brother call the curtain here, nothing more." Leguier looked up at this admiring brother.

Once Mijal’s plan is successful, not only will the two worlds gradually separate and no longer interfere with each other, but it will also mean that the Sun Crown will disintegrate in the Sea of ​​Idraka. The holder himself, including other energy forms participating in the plan All of the angels will die at the end of the plan and disappear.

"If happiness is to let a group of people sacrifice to perfect another group of people, then I don't think this is happiness, but misfortune."

"So? Show your mercy as the moon, Leguier." Mijiale shook his head and was silent for a while.

"That's just a simple escape. Blindly avoiding can't solve the fundamental problem. Our civilization has reached the brink of extinction. We have been forced to this narrow corner and there is no way to retreat."

"However, turning other people into angels is not suitable for everyone. Forcibly changing, it means losing emotions." Lai Gui said about everything that happened recently.

In order to implement the plan, a large number of angels are needed as nodes of the throne, distributed throughout the galactic universe, entering the middle area of ​​the Sea of ​​Idraka, and then guiding the gradual separation of the two dimensions of the universe.

But not every soul is suitable to be a pure angel. In order to adapt, it means to abandon some things, such as rich emotions.

"I have already told everyone that everyone also voluntarily implements the plan and does not force it." Mijiale looked at the silver-haired girl and made the final explanation.

"It sounds good. What's the difference between turning people into statues alive? Can people like that be considered alive?" Leguier yelled. She seemed unable to accept such things. Those familiar faces were Being like a family member, she cannot accept such alienation.

"Of course I know it's not good to do this, but what can you change with your own heart!" Michael shouted.

"You are just a scumbag, you! Nothing! Nothing! Can't do anything! Don't know what to do! You have come up with a way to change the world!" Tears swayed in the sky.

"I! Will become a god, change this world, save this world." The golden crown shines like the sun, bursting with light.

"But you will lose yourself forever and become unfeeling machines, one by one talking corpses, destroying themselves in the swan song."

Leguier talked about the scene that made her desperate. She doesn't care about the survival of civilization and the future development of human beings. She only cares about everything at the moment, those familiar people and things.

"My determined and determined brother, you are so arrogant, so arrogant that you think that your behavior is absolutely correct and unique." Leguier closed his eyes slightly, and the moon crown behind him slowly rose, and the sun Competing for glory.

The extreme of virtue is like sin. Determined and firm to desperate loyalty, is it not a kind of arrogance, so arrogant that you can't hear any opposite opinions or thoughts.

"It is true that in the past, the Sea of ​​Izhakka caused disasters, but who can say that there is no hope in it, if we find a new path from it."

"From now on, I am still grateful for this world of extraordinary power. It is so wonderful and beautiful, and it adds more color to this monotonous world."

"Even if darkness and chaos were indeed born in it, but also more vivid and beautiful things were born."

"But the world that is not the past, in all the world that slides to disorder and chaos, no beautiful things will be born." Another voice denied this.

"Not all futures can be applied to the past. You are simply indulging in illusory beauty and touching yourself with almost idealistic words."

Mijiale looked at his kind-hearted and innocent sister, and slowly shook his head. The blindly kind thoughts that didn't tell the truth about reality were nothing but wishful thinking of self-moving.

The two narrated their thoughts and reasons, fighting between space and galaxy, until in the end, the shining golden blade pierced the silver figure.

"Farewell, my sister."

The long sword pierced through the crown and body, and the beautiful figure gradually dissipated into space, turning into silver light particles to surround Mijiale.

"Goodbye, my brother."

Among the silver light particles, the crown of the sun gradually disintegrated, and finally dissipated among the vast galaxies with the moon.

Lorrain Hill looked at the fragments of the past, the two crowns that collided and intertwined, two different ideas and concepts.

Perhaps their starting point is the same, they are all for the continuation of civilization in the future, but they have embarked on a different path.

From the perspective of the sun, beautiful things will never be born in disorder and chaos.

And the moon believes that even the sun cannot deny all possibilities and give up this nostalgic extraordinary power.

It's really hard to reconcile~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Like a cruel reality and a distant dream, Lorrain Hill sighed in his heart. She is intellectually inclined to the idea of ​​the sun, but emotionally agrees with the idea of ​​the moon.

But maybe this is her duty as a star. The sun and the moon are too shining and single, and they need the stars to link and adjust. Of all the structures, the triangle is also the most stable, far better than the black and white binary structure.

As a star that connects causes, pursues possibilities, and symbolizes destiny, it also carries the last hope of mankind. This is the last wish.

The crown of stars that represents countless possibilities and miracles.

And now, she is trying to find a feasible way between this dream and reality.

With Selene’s determination, the Moon Crown disintegrated itself, broke free, and collided head-on with the Sun Crown. Many fragments of the past also appeared in Lorrain Hill’s mind. She watched the story that happened in the past. Finally new ideas emerged.

For this reason, the brilliance of the sun and the moon spread to the galaxy and the earth. Under the influence of the power of the three crowns, all the rules of the past began to change.

In the future world, the practice of extraordinary powers will be more inclined to those who can resist chaos and have a firm will, and this will also become a test for later advancement. Guide and change all the creatures in this world who practice transcendental sequence.

From then on, everything was overturned and started again. The higher the level of advancement, the more arduous and seductive test. Such a test will be like a Venus, leading people to fight against chaos, strengthen themselves, and purify the world.

Absolute self-judgment is unacceptable. Absolute indulgence will not produce beautiful flowers. While giving freedom, it also imposes restrictions and guidance on rules.

And now, the door to the new world is opened.

7017