This is completely unacceptable to Anissa.

But no matter how she shouted, she leaned forward to chase him, waving her arms to reach for Helfas.

The figure of the black-haired man was gradually moving away from her, irreversibly.

The last thing I saw.

It was just Helfas who turned around and looked at her with those extremely complicated black eyes.

And when Herfas finally left this universe, her body completely collapsed and dissipated, large pieces of time fragments fell off her body, and endless memories turned into illusory mist and poured out.

But at this moment, what suddenly appeared in her mind was another figure who was not sure whether it could be regarded as a friend, a story that the Moon Witch Aya once told her.

Suddenly, Anissa seemed to understand something.

She took back her incompletely broken hand, hugged everything in her arms, and showed an unspeakable smile. She seemed to find something funny, but she could no longer laugh.

"turn out to be."

"We are just a group of bubbles that can't leave the glass tank."

The long river of time surged past and slapped her body.

After the wave.

Everything disappeared without a trace.

She was left at the bottom of the river of time.

——

long, long ago.

In the Temple of the Earth.

Anissa is making her favorite lizards, while Aya is cultivating various plants.

Aya looked at her lizard and suddenly said to her: "Did you know that when the glass tank was opened for the first time, it was based on the lizard that the initial template of the dragon was deduced."

Anissa was very curious: "What happened?"

Aya smiled and said: "At that time, the dragons in those tanks were not satisfied with staying in the glass tank, and actually wanted to create a mythical floating ship to fly out of the glass tank, and they really succeeded in making it. You

Isn’t it interesting?”

Anissa quickly asked: "Have they flown out?"

Aya: "How is it possible? They are just mimicking individuals in a glass jar. They immediately disintegrate into bubbles when they leave the glass jar."

Anissa stared: "The people in the glass tank also want to fly out. Aren't they mimics?"

Aya also heard this from others. She was not even born when the glass jar was opened for the first time.

She just repeated what others said: "Yes, it is said that they were roaring and crying in despair under the glass cover at that time, crying in despair because they could not fly out of the glass jar. They were obviously played by the bacteria of nothingness.

.”

that time.

Anissa, who was still as childlike as she had just stepped out of the Tower of Babel, huddled together with the gentle Aya, and they both laughed together.
Chapter completed!