The cold wind howled. On the entire White Royal Palace island, other than the ever-changing meteorite flow, there was only empty and silent desolation.
The dark golden void crystal had become a part of the scenery of the entire island.
"It seems that I have miscalculated this battle again." The White King's voice came from outside the crystal.
Garon looked through the crystal hazily and saw the White King appear outside in an instant. He sat down cross-legged on the ground without a care for his image.
He could no longer speak decades ago. Even the time he could go out was limited. The confinement essence seemed to have begun to affect his ability to travel through dreams. Most of the time, he was in the crystal, quietly trying to understand the deeper essence of the confinement. But this realization was getting slower and smaller. It was so small that he thought that he had not made any progress.
During this time, the White King would come and chat with him when he was bored. At first, he could still reply with a few words. But now, as the confinement grew stronger, he could not even speak.
But even if there was no voice, the White King would still come and chat. He talked to himself as if he just wanted someone to talk to. He did not care if the other party would answer.
"The Red King has finally awakened." The White King said lightly. "I heard that he has entered Level Eight. Soon. Although he has deviated from the general trend, this speed is still very fast …"
"And your sister. She is now Level Nine. She can even escape from the Holy Lord. She is really amazing … With such little resources and conditions, she can grow to this level in just a few hundred years. "The White King's voice seemed to have a hint of emptiness and blankness.
"Isn't this the script you set from the beginning?" Garon wanted to reply, but unfortunately, his voice could not pass through the crystal.
"I know. You want to say that this is not the script I set?" The White King looked indifferently at the rotating meteorite in the distant sky. "Yes … Didn't I pursue unification and peace from the beginning? The Red King can give this era a longer peace, quell all wars, and let the two races coexist peacefully and merge together … "
He was silent for a while. Then, he took out something to eat. He put a piece into his mouth and chewed gently.
"I can't treat everyone equally."
"So you're waiting for the King of Red to grow up, waiting for him to truly be qualified to take over everything?" Garon knew that his voice could not be heard, but he still asked.
Indeed, White King did not hear anything. He did not speak again. He only tore small pieces of food and put them into his mouth. His eyes were blank.
In fact, both of them had a tacit understanding that every time Garen traveled out, the Confinement Energy would seem to be stimulated and would strengthen the confinement in this aspect of the Dream Realm. This would also cause the difficulty of traveling out to become higher and harder each time he traveled out.
Perhaps if he went out a few more times, he would never be able to return …
"Is this considered reaping what you sow?" Garon was helpless. The strongest imprisonment was so strong that it exceeded his expectations. Not only did it block White King, but it might also block him completely. It was possible that he would be sealed inside forever.
He believed that the White King had expected this as well. That was why the White King treated him as a confidant. Hence, the White King often poured out his frustrations without hiding anything.
"Perhaps, I can go out two more times." Garon calculated carefully and came to this precise conclusion. If he went out two more times, the interval between the two times could not be more than a month. Otherwise, with the continuous strengthening of the restrictive force, he might not be able to return. At that time, his will and body would be separated. It would be no different from death … Oh, perhaps there was a difference. After death, his will could only remain in places and objects. He could not move on his own. He might still be able to move freely …
The death of a Regent Level was like this. Even after death, there was still a highly condensed will. He could live for a long time, just like the Ancient Endor. Even after death, there was still a Soul Seed.
It was the same for the God Queen and Red Moon. The only difference was that one was attached to the palace, while the other was attached to the core parts of his Mech.
"The last time I go out, I have to find the key to escape …" Garon did not want to be trapped in the Void Crystal forever. Living like this without time and space would drive him crazy sooner or later.
He had a premonition that perhaps the opportunity to leave this world was coming …
"From the looks of it, you reap what you sow," White King said as he looked at Garen who was in the well. "In order to stop me, you sealed yourself in the crystal and couldn't come out."
He took out a pot of wine and started drinking by himself. He drank directly from the mouth of the pot.
"What a joke … Who knew that the tenth Regent Level of the humans, the Crystal King, the King of Lies, was already a crystal statue that was about to die?"
Garen could see that he was very frustrated. Perhaps it was because now, he was already somewhat in conflict with the path that he had originally planned. Perhaps it was a conflict between his ideals and reality. It could be seen that White King did not want to die.
He was conflicted about the plan that he had made back then.
"Forget it. You're about to die. Why should I talk to you so much?" White King stood up, threw away the pot of wine, turned around and left slowly.
Garon looked at his back slowly disappearing on the stairs. He did not know what to feel.
"After going out one last time, I have to think about my escape route …" He made up his mind.
Celine and Chinande, these were two knots in his heart that he had to deal with.
Did Celine really lie to him? Or did someone kill her to disguise her? Or did Celine never exist in the first place? From the beginning, she was just a pawn in the White King's plan to ambush. Was it to grasp the movements of the Red Moon Royal Star?
Until now, all of this was still unclear. The last time Garon went out, he had found some clues. This time, he might be able to figure it out completely.
"It's time to end everything …" Garon slowly gathered his will in the crystal.
*****
Five days later …
A certain human galaxy – Central Black Bottom Star.
In a highland town at the edge of a snowy mountain, a tall man in a black cloak walked through the narrow street of the town. He wore a black mask on his face, revealing only a pair of deep blue eyes. His entire body, including both his arms, was hidden in the cloak.
A few children in the town were running around, looking curiously at this strange outsider from time to time.
This town was located in a remote area, and it was the most barren part of the Black Bottom Star. Usually, there would not be an outsider in half a month. Every time an outsider came in, these children would be the first witnesses.
In front of a house on both sides, an auntie carrying a metal basin out to pour water looked at the man, and was about to turn back into the house.
"Auntie, may I ask?" The man's voice came from under the cloak. "Is there a female pilot named Celine living here? She has short green hair, is a little tall, and is quite pretty. She moved here, should have been more than thirty years ago. "
The auntie stopped.
"Celine? More than thirty years … You mean Big Sister Celine?? "
"Big Sister?"
The cloaked man was slightly stunned.
"Yes, she's older than all of us. What should I call her if not Big Sister? "The auntie said matter-of-factly." But why are you looking for her? "
"I'm her friend. It's been many years, and I've been wanting to see her. I just happened to be on my way here to investigate." The man answered, but judging from his voice, this man should be very young.
The auntie was a little suspicious, but considering that many pilots had the ability to slow down aging, she still pointed out Celine's address with some hesitation.
"Her house is along this road, it's the third green building. But … "
"But what?"
The auntie looked at the street, and leaned closer to whisper.
"But, Big Sister Celine has been dead for almost ten years … You …"
The man obviously could not hear the rest of the words, he was stunned. He gently pulled down his mask, revealing a fierce and cold face.
"Dead?"
A V-shaped white dot between the man's eyebrows slowly lit up, showing that his emotions were fluctuating greatly. The white light also lit up and dimmed according to his mood, unpredictable.
Swoosh!
Amidst the auntie and the children's screams, the man instantly disappeared without a trace, as if he had never been there.
The distance of a few hundred meters was gone in a flash.
When Garon appeared again, he was already standing in front of a small green building in the small town.
The small building was a little dilapidated, the iron door at the entrance was wide open, and a green-haired girl with a backpack was closing the iron door with her back facing him.
The girl was wearing a black student's short skirt, black stockings, and small leather boots. Her figure was slender and graceful, almost exactly the same as Celine back then.
Click. The iron lock was locked. The girl turned around and saw the black-cloaked man behind her. She was obviously shocked, her body shrank back slightly, and her two hands made a familiar pose.
Garon looked at the girl in front of him who was almost exactly the same as Celine back then, and the Twelve Flying Dragon Fist pose she made. In an instant, it was as if he had returned to the time when he was teaching her in the Blackboard Region.
"Who are you?" The girl asked cautiously and cautiously. "What are you doing at my house?"
Garen smiled. His originally ferocious face looked even more ferocious with this fake smile. Back then, he was the kind of person who could scare children to tears when he smiled. Now that his strength had increased greatly, his aura had increased greatly, and he gave people a terrifying feeling. Instantly, the girl's whole body tensed up.
"Me? I'm here to look for Celine. Who are you to her? "
The girl took a step back slightly, maintaining the best distance to attack.
"I'm her daughter, my mother has passed away for ten years."
Garen didn't know what to say. Celine's matter was still unsettled until now. However, he was certain that she couldn't be Chinande's doppelganger. Instead, she was a real, living person. As for a daughter?
"Who's your father?" Garon stopped smiling.
"Father?" The girl frowned, "Why should I tell you? Who are you?! "
The atmosphere was a little tense.
Garon suddenly reached out his right hand, his palm covered in a layer of inexplicable transparent film, and gently grabbed the girl in front of him.
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