Chapter 3133: Afterimage

"I...that's you."
The ethereal voice echoed in the dark space.
"You...that's me."
"Here, it is your consciousness, but also...my consciousness."
"But it will eventually...be yours."
"What... mean?"
There is no touch, no sight, no hearing, no smell, no taste, only...the fluctuation of consciousness, staying in the endless darkness.
In addition to this, it is the clear voice without knowing its source.
"I do not understand."
"In fact, you already understand it, but you, don't want to admit it, don't want to bear it, don't want to believe...Remember, do you ever promise me?"
"Promise... promise... I used to promise..."
While muttering to myself, scenes of memories appeared before my eyes like revolving lanterns.
That was the scene when I just landed on the Hefeng Continent.
Broken walls... the corpses are everywhere... the whole village is full of the breath of death and the pungent smell of blood.
An erratic but clear voice faintly sounded in the ear: Please...help me...find out...this arm...the real reason.
And the last thing that seemed like nothing: Thank you.
"I...remember, you are the original soul of this body, are you... here to take over this body again?"
"You are only half right, and I wake up again, just because you have completed the bond with me, and also solved the long-standing doubts that have puzzled me, allowing me to regain the consciousness that originally belonged to me, and also make me feel lost Freed from wandering, from this moment on, this body will completely belong to you, and I will also travel to other worlds to fulfill my destiny."
"Are you... here to say goodbye to me?"
For some reason, I suddenly felt a sense of loss that I couldn't express, as if the best friend who had been with me, since then, has been separated.
Dependence, always so inconspicuous, farewell, and always so unforgettable.
"Don't be sad, don't be sad...I am you, you are me, we are one, and there has never been a true separation."
"Can I...can meet you again?"
"Can't" the ethereal voice was flat and sad: "It's like light and darkness, which can never meet, like the sun and the moon, and the sky is forever separate, but...they have never really separated, have they?
"......Ok."
Thousands of words and hundreds of emotions turned into this vague but choked response.
"From then on, you are the real descendant of the ancient fairy, but I failed to unlock the layers of seals in my body. It was just a regret and a sadness..."
"It’s not to blame you. I also felt regretful and sad for this. These seals are one after another in my life, and one after another in my life. Only if I pass, I am qualified. Become a true ancient fairy."
"I have never regarded it as a burden. On the contrary, I am honored to have these tests and continue to break through myself."
"It's great for you to think like this..."
After that, there was a long, long silence.
"are you still there?"
"Am... still there?"
Two soft questions, sounded in my heart.
"time is limited."
The ethereal voice sounded again, this time with relief...and reluctance.
"I'm going to go to the next world to complete my mission."
"Really... are you leaving?" Sorrow and disappointment filled my heart again, and there was a moment of silence. I reluctantly allowed myself to answer in a relaxed voice, but the tone I spoke was full of trembling and sadness: " I wish you...all the way, good wind."
"Thank you..."
The sound became erratic, and between the indefinite and uncertain, the last lingering sound floated into my ears gently.
"Count it as a farewell gift. I will infuse your body with the strength that I have accumulated over the years. Although the seal cannot be solved, it can help you settle the problem at hand."
"...Beat him hard and let him know...We goblins...never...have never been easy to mess with."
Huha...huha...huha...
The moment I regained consciousness, I felt extremely stuffy in my chest, as if I was about to suffocate, so I couldn't help opening my mouth wide and breathing violently.
As the fresh and cool air was sucked into the chest, a feeling of rebirth ignited in my heart.
The eagle eyes opened, and two cold lights burst out.
I didn't sit up directly, but cast my eyes on my chest.
The wound that was as huge and hideous as the mouth of a crocodile was healing at an incredible speed.
The sludge, weeds, stones, and the filthy blood mixed in it are all excreted mercilessly at the moment the wound heals.
After a few long and deep breaths, I jumped up, like a flagpole, and stood in the wind.
A few meters away, the fourth apostle Casillas has not yet taken his sword into its sheath.
The moment I saw me stand up, a pair of wolf eyes burst out with a strong light.
"Not dead?" He split his mouth and showed a grinning smile. However, the next second, he stood there with a stunned expression: "Your injury..."
In his eyes, the huge wound that was supposed to be fatal was healing quickly, and at the same time, the killing intent that had disappeared was once again condensed, and this time, regardless of the scale and quality, it was more shocking than before.
"The duel is not over yet, is it?"
Lifting my lips, I murmured.
After that, he raised his arms, waved his knife, and opened the fighting posture.
With the opening of the fighting posture, a completely different aura from before emerged out of thin air, and in just a few breaths, a whirling wind was formed.
At the moment when the wind rose, one combat skill after another came into my mind like an empowerment.
After a few seconds, I took a deep breath and said slowly: "Come on, let me feel once...your sword and determination."
"As you wish."
After the grinning, Casillas disappeared again.
However, this time, I saw his every move clearly.
It was a ferocious aura like a wolf rushing, and a brave and fearless determination like a hog.
Raising my left hand, in front of the vertical knife, a voice rang in my mind, a strange and familiar voice, but not mine.
It was Casillas' knife that came almost at the same time as the sound.
Although it was a broken knife, it was still fatal.
But this time, it failed to hurt me.
Even I can clearly see the blade of the blade passing by, and clearly feel the coldness of the metal and the sharpness of the blade.
However, it still cannot hurt me.
It's not that my body is invincible, but that my state is invincible.
This state does not originate from the power of the ancient fairy, but it is closely related to it.
This is the effect of the combat skills that the God of Creation bestowed on me since the power of the goblin was poured into my body.
This is... the effect of ghosts.
The moment Casillas swung the knife, the strange and familiar voice rang in my mind.
He said: Kaija of Afterimage.
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