Another World: My life is on the hook!

Chapter 2462 Our future!

Constantine wavered, the aging fire in his eyes flickering as he looked at the companion in front of him.

Look at the sad smile on her face.

He seemed to have used up all his life's strength and swallowed down the foul air with force.

Because he knows.

This is also what he thought in his heart.

"Two people, this is the limit."

His voice seemed to have aged a lot in an instant, and in fact, he was already old enough, having lived through one era after another. If he had not met the young man who gave him hope in this era, he might have died long ago.

"Involving any third person would be the most serious crime committed against all of us, and if by chance we are all corrupted..."

"Then we only need to kill one."

The puppeteer spoke softly.

"The other one will die too."

Amid the sound of crashing waves, the two companions who had lived for a long time stood at the bow of the ship at this moment, gazing together into the distant horizon. There was no need for any more words, as they voluntarily put on the shackles of their own fate in silence.

Just like the hands clasped together tightly, letting the sea breeze and drizzle blow them away.

Just like that silent promise.

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"My lord."

"Just call me sister."

On the seashore outside the City of Night, on the endless black coast near the north.

Azefara stared blankly at the figure sitting on the reef, with waves hitting the rocks layer by layer. The former Seraphim had a slightly raised mouth, and a smile in her dark eyes as if she could see through the world. Although she no longer had the sacred aura she once had, her eyes were still so peaceful.

Azefara lowered his head and bit his lips, as if he had countless words to say but couldn't utter a single word.

In the distance, the song of sirens seemed to be heard.

It also sounds like a mermaid singing in the evening.

It seems that the songs in the deep sea always carry a hint of sadness.

"Do not hesitate."

The sea breeze blew her long hair, and she raised her head and listened to the sea breeze singing in the evening.

"I have embarked on a completely different path. Now I am neither the former Seraph nor the old god of the Sea Heirs. But... even if a person has changed a lot, as long as she still holds on to the belief in her heart and is willing to continue to protect those ordinary lives, she will always be herself. What do you think?"

She smiled and looked at her former relative.

Azefara clenched his hands and whispered:

"But... I don't know how to go on in the future. Even if we become gods, sea gods... we are powerless in front of such power. How can the sea heirs in the sea... and... transcend the sea of stars..."

She lowered her head, her eyes dull and confused.

After losing control of the ancient gods, she had fallen to the third echelon, and for a long time, she could not even keep up with the legion.

But she did not give up. She has been practicing in secret, hoping to contribute her little bit of strength in the future war.

but……

A grain of sand of the times, falling on a person, has infinite weight.

In the churning of waves.

The slender, wet hand lifted her chin, and she tilted her head back, looking confusedly at her god, her sister, the Eden who had stepped into disorder.

She looked into her eyes, water dripping from her chin, and her pupils were like the dark deep sea.

"Who says the sea of stars is not a sea?"

Ezefalah bit her lip.

Eden said softly, "Someone once raised the trident and became the king of the seas. There was once a knight of the sea who rode the waves to fight against the stars. You are the queen of the sea, so you should also walk out a path of your own."

She released the hand that was holding up her chin, stood on the reef, raised her head, looked at the huge waves in the distance, and smiled.

"Let's go to the deep sea."

"My family, my sisters."

"There is more than one trident soaked in divine blood. Go find that knight. Some ancient inheritances cannot be severed. If you wear the crown, you must bear its weight. If you can gain their recognition, then perhaps one day, when you return again..."

"Your trident can also point to the sea of stars!"

When Ezefalah raised her head again, her god had disappeared. She rushed to the reef in a daze, looked around, and saw the waves surging.

She turned around with great effort and looked quickly at the black fog that filled the sky.

"What about you?"

"Sister, what about you?!"

The gentle voice coming from the distant sky is like the singing of the sea.

"I will be back, but it may take a long time. After all, we are the only two who are tainted by disorder in the Night City."

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Above the black fog, there are swirling lightning and stars.

But they were not stars, but corpses that had not yet been erased. They were the corpses and marks of the countless roots of those who had died in this hell. They floated around, witnessing the changes of hell time and time again.

"you are late."

On top of a huge skeleton, a doll-like clown sat there, lonely and alone.

He lowered his head. The music box that he always kept in his hand was placed next to him, but it had already been broken, with parts scattered all over the floor, and he had never repaired it.

It was as if from then on, he had completely bid farewell to his identity as the clown.

Eden landed far away on a suspended meteorite, staring at the small figure. She knew very well what kind of blow Lin En, as a former jailer, had experienced during the time when he was brought back to hell.

"You didn't go to see Lin En? He's awake and now in Dark Night City. You didn't tell him about your situation?"

Eden said softly, with the gentle expression of an older sister.

The clown lowered his head, like a broken doll, and said:

"I am too ashamed to see him. I might as well stay away from him. You should know that I have never been integrated into your group. I am just a "ghost", the jailer's ghost. No matter in hell or in the abyss, I am monitoring your every move and reporting everything that happens around you to the jailer kings. I am a complete clown and a bitch."

Eden said nothing, just watched him from a distance.

He was silent for a long time.

Then he finally climbed up from the huge skull.

The body he lives in now, which is not good-looking and even looks a little weird and funny, was given to him by Lin En. It was later damaged, but he put it together again with great effort.

"But you've already got his approval, haven't you?"

Eden looked at his back and said.

"I know about your experiences in the North Sea. You were indeed his enemy, but didn't you stand by his side later? You even fought to the death during that incident in the North Sea."