Chapter 32 Chapter Thirty-One

D hugged me so hard he nearly crushed me.But I don't care.Every skin, bone, and muscle in my body was in excruciating pain right now, yet the pain made it clear that I was alive.I moved my fingers and toes carefully in turn, and to my delight, they were all there, too. I want to let out a ridiculous cheer, this is absolutely unbelievable.I won Satan's bet and crossed the threshold of death.I am back. I have only been away from the world in front of me for a moment—or shorter, an imperceptible moment of breathing when the eyelids open and close—and in a completely different space, I have experienced a whole century. The vicissitudes of life.

A century is but a flick of a finger. Fortunately, I have a much longer lifespan than "100 years".But the premise is that I can continue to miraculously survive here-and I am not optimistic about this. Over D's shoulder, I saw the two most terrifying enemies in my life——Heath and Vera, standing on both sides of the disappeared "gate to hell", and in the middle of them were It was the devil Lotbar. My memory is messed up.The purpose of collecting four tokens is to revive Lotbar, and the price for resurrecting Lotbar is my death.The ins and outs of this incident are non-causality. It was like a house built in a normal three-dimensional world. It has been "fixed" and there is no possibility of "folding".But the problem comes back, we are not in the original world at this moment, are we?

Obviously, I am not dead (yet), and the person standing in front of me is indeed Lotbar. But he was by no means the Lotbar I knew.Because in my memory, the guy in a black leather trench coat always had a joking and friendly smile on his lips, while the person in front of me was gloomy and indifferent, with the fury from the abyss of hell burning between his furrowed brows, sharp The corners of his lips held an incomparable contempt. "Devil Lotbar", and the Heath who was standing next to him and had taken off his mask at the moment, are like the front and back of a mirror, with no slight difference from head to toe.

The twin brothers will eventually rule the worlds of humans, demons, and heaven. The witch Vera, who made this famous prophecy, is standing beside the twin brothers at this moment. Odette and Odile, twins of the Devil Lotterbal family. I am done.We are all done.In fact, even if I die or not, whether I come back or not, things cannot be changed.I have collected all four tokens of the elemental elves, and using myself as a guide, I finally fulfilled Vera's prophecy.I bet my only hope on "Lotbar" and I lost nothing.Because he is not me, and I will never be him. He's Hiss' twin brother, and he's a demon.Together, the two of them will destroy all harmony and order in the world, and bring terror and disaster into human society and the elf realm, even the gods can't stop it, just like Vera's prophecy.

really?Is all this really irreparable? "Hold on to me." A voice as thin as a gossamer suddenly rushed into my ears.I froze. In fact, I don't really need to do it, because the other party's arm is already tight enough-but obviously, he is still worried. My eyes blurred, and then I realized I had moved.It's just that the other party's movements are too fast, too fast to surpass the process of my nerve reflex.I mean, I'm well aware of D's ability to move quickly, and I'm familiar with his speed, but this time, his movements are several times faster than usual!If he had been able to use such speed in the mermaid arena back then, he might have won without a fight.

By the time I finally realized I had moved, we were once again shrouded in a snow-white fog.The fog that had accompanied Heath and Vera engulfed us completely. In the magic space, the fog is the bridge.One end leads to hell and the other leads to heaven.A bridge of destiny that can take us out of danger. Even better, at the moment me and D are both wearing masks.I thought of the fact that Morpheus had just shown me that the mask could allow the wearer to travel between different spaces without leaving a trace. "So... are we... safe now?" I looked around at the suddenly changing scenery and said anxiously.We were originally standing on the plain of the Field of Joy, with a wide view and a clear view of everything around us; but now we are surrounded by a dark forest, and our feet are caught by tangled vines. I looked up, and countless broad-leaved plants covered the sky. .

Crossing the Bridge of Fog, we return to the Land of Evergreens. "For now." D shook his head, "They know we're wearing masks." Masks can cover all signs and smells of the wearer, but they are not omnipotent. I nodded thoughtfully: "So, it's different from your previous time." "Which time did I do it before?" "You were..." I suddenly stopped.Because I noticed the alertness on the other person's face.I swallowed, swallowed the words on my lips, and silently prayed to Satan, don't let D hear my thoughts.His mind reading skills always fail in the magic space, and hopefully this time it will be the same.

"By what?" He asked immediately. "It's nothing." I stammered, "I may have misremembered." "Odell." He suddenly grabbed my arm tightly and stared at my face, "Where did your mask... come from?" Panic hits my brain, what do I say?Confess everything to him?Said that I forced Murphys to let me see your private life six hundred years ago?Saw you and Vera's wedding at Bran Castle?See your promise to her? ……No! "You have given Emily the mask." D didn't read my thoughts, he said in surprise, "It was over there just now, when I realized it was already too late. You don't have a mask. "He took the mask off my face with one hand and his own with the other. "Where did this come from?" he asked.

I stared at the two masks side by side in his hand.Anyone can easily see the difference. Although the two masks are similar in pattern, D's is brightly colored and brand new, and could be hung in the window of any Venetian mask shop for sale; mine is peeling, dull in color, and frayed around the edges. It looks like there is still a piece missing (that's where my face was just scratched), as if it was an unearthed cultural relic from centuries ago. My throat tightened, and I swallowed hard again.I lowered my head and bit my lip. "Where did you go?" he asked. I'm distracted.Because the scene is ridiculous.Somewhere in the back of my mind, I even think that if I wasn't the person involved, I might not be able to hold back the laughter.We don't have much time left, do we?The ghastly Devil Brothers are teaming up to destroy the world (aha, thanks to me) and my darling husband is sternly asking me where the hell I picked up a battered mask from.It seems that this matter itself is more important than ruling the Three Realms.

"Of course it matters, honey." D sighed, lucky or not, this time he heard my thoughts after all.He gently raised my face, and I saw the other person's dejected face full of sadness, as if he had turned back to the bewildered young man who had just entered the Demon Realm six hundred years ago, the young dragon knight, with his clear and helpless gray eyes Looking at mine: "You think I don't know, Audrey? I just lost you again."