She understood the emotions mixed in the girl's indifferent eyes.
It was a love that was so deep that it burned fiercely. It was a unique emotion that was like fire and frost.
She also had someone who was worthy of her disregard everything and was willing to give up her life for.
In a trance, the Bride of the Mist felt that she had returned to that spring, to the manor where she first met him.
The spring breeze blew gently, and the sun was shining brightly. Inside the manor, birds were chirping and flowers were fragrant. Outside, there were golden ears of rice, and the rolling waves of wheat were like ripples that refreshed the heart and refreshed the mind.
She was sitting in the courtyard, resting on a deck chair, holding a thick book in her hand. There were exquisite pastries on the wooden table, and warm black tea. Everything was so comfortable and comfortable.
She loved this kind of life. It was peaceful without any ripples. If she could, she hoped that this moment would last forever.
That day, she saw a young man in a tight outfit coming to the manor, clumsily waving the sword in his hand, practicing swordsmanship meticulously under his father's guidance.
His movements were so stiff, and his body was straight and nervous, which made people laugh.
"My name is Murphy Alan Waltz, and you?"
"I … I'm Tess Ain Grenier."
She still remembered the conversation when they first met. Her expression was a little shy and nervous, but the young man was so carefree.
"From today onwards, I, Murphy, will be the swordsman who will protect you for life. I will protect you until death, Tess!"
That was what he said, and that was what he did.
Until the last moment, he still resolutely stood in front of her, not letting the enemy rush over. Even if he died in the hands of the Mother Goddess, he still did so, just like the promise he made at the beginning.
He loved her, and used all kinds of methods to express his love, but she never once responded. It was as if the word love was too hard to say.
"Murphy …" The Bride of the Mist stretched out her hand, as if she wanted to grab a flash of an illusion before her eyes.
The octopus fog monster under her was already disintegrating, and along with it, she also disintegrated into ashes.
This was a curse, an ultimate curse that she had no choice but to face after choosing to cooperate with the Abyssal Watchers. It was the price of this method of eternal life.
Tess had always believed that as long as she could live on, one day she would see Murphy again and tell him the words she had never had time to say.
"Murphy, I love you."
Bang!
The Misty Bride's body turned into dust and scattered into the sky.
Ming Xu put down his hand. The Lunar Shadow Hoar Frost flowed with a dazzling light. Watching her gradually disappear into the distance, Ming Xu also sighed deeply.
Just now, when she shattered the Bride of Mist, she read the past and memories from the Mother Goddess and Tess.
Murphy's death was undoubtedly a huge blow to Tess. It made her fall into eternal life, dance with the Abyss Watchers, and sacrifice the entire Mist Kingdom to preserve the Mist Era, all for this illusory meeting.
Unfortunately, this wish was destined to never come true.
Murphy had been devoured by the Mother of All Things, and his soul had been scattered all over the universe. This person would no longer exist.
Perhaps Yuge Sothoth could simulate a brand-new Murphy, but it would be useless. Just like Ming Xu's clone, it was not that person after all. It was just a self-deception.
"May you rest in peace." Ming Xu turned the Lunar Shadow Hoar Frost upside down and closed his eyes.
The mist of the Continent began to recede, and the Kingdom of Gods was gradually disappearing. Sunlight returned to the land, but it was difficult to restore the land eroded by the mist in a short period of time. It would take a long time to rebuild.
This was the price of war.
The once prosperous cities were destroyed in the war one by one.
However, this catastrophe that belonged to the Continent finally came to an end in a relatively perfect way. At this moment, all the players who were fighting in the Continent experienced the joy of the Subcontinent.
It was too long.
In the end, what the catastrophe consumed was not only their lives and time, but also their willpower and patience.
The endless bloody war was the most despairing.
Dong Ling King and Dong Ling Love floated in the air. They looked at Ming Xu and nodded. Then, they returned to the ground and began to reorganize the remaining troops of the Continent.
Just like the Subcontinent, the celebration was short-lived. The war on the other continents was still going on. As long as the players were alive, they would have to fight again.
If they were lucky enough to survive the war on their own continent, they might die on the other continents. That was the fate of most players.
Ever since the catastrophe, the number of casualties among the players had far exceeded that of the previous battles. Even the Holy War 300 years ago, when the fate of mankind was at stake, could not compare.
Looking at the devastated continent, Ming Xu heaved a sigh and slowly floated down.
Right then, a gray-black figure descended from the sky and quickly walked toward Ming Xu. As soon as the two met, the figure hugged Ming Xu tightly!
Li Xiang could not wait any longer.
After learning that Ming Xu had returned, he did not dare to interfere with her battle with the Bride of the Mist. Therefore, he had been waiting in the base of the Southern Continent. As soon as he received the news that Ming Xu had won, he hurried over to the Continent as soon as he finished his work.
The two of them hugged each other tightly like a normal couple. Then, they kissed passionately for a long time. They wanted to pour out all their longing for each other after not seeing each other for a long time.
The sunlight shone on the two of them. It was peaceful and beautiful.
The warship in the sky lit up with a spark. Someone had secretly taken a picture of this touching and rare scene.
The person who took the picture had no idea that years later, this picture would be remembered as an important milestone of the catastrophe.
"I miss you so much. I miss you so much. I miss you so much …" Ming Xu buried her head in Li Xiang's chest as she sobbed.
At this moment, she was no longer the Mother Goddess, nor was she a Level-10 Peak Supreme. She was just an ordinary girl, a wife who had not seen her husband for a long time.
"Me too. I promise you that from now on, we will never be separated again." Li Xiang hugged Ming Xu tightly. The person he had missed so much had finally returned. Being able to see Ming Xu again made him happier than anything else.
At this moment, the catastrophe and the Abyss Watchers were all thrown to the back of his mind. The only thing he could not give up was the girl in front of him.
"Mm!" Ming Xu nodded heavily.
Ming Xu, the clone in the distance, looked at the two of them hugging each other with a complicated expression.
She had finally seen her true body and witnessed her strength and uniqueness.
It was no wonder that an existence like Yug Sothoth was willing to make a clone of her. Such a girl was too perfect. She was so dazzling that it was difficult to look at her directly.
Only a girl like her was worthy of him.
"Maybe I should change my name. Like you said, I can't walk in this world with her clone's name forever." Ming Xu looked at the two of them. She quietly retreated into the Shadow Barrier.
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