Chapter 97: Opposite to ‘Death’

Once Wang Yawei reaches the limit, the death energy will explode instantly after losing the absolute zero suppression, taking Camiller's life. So Wang Yawei is already reminding Camiller to retreat. However, seeing that the persuasion has just achieved some effect, how could Camiller give up, resulting in a failure?

So, even though the ice and snow around you had begun to melt, Camiller still had no intention of retreating.

Of course he knew what the consequences would be if he did not retreat when the ice and snow completely melted.

But sometimes people will have a kind of persistence, not to mention that if you give up now, how can you break through the current desperate scene?

So facing the gradually growing dead energy, Camiller slowly walked forward, and at the same time, several bone spears pierced into his body.

Because the two were already very close, Kamiller's blood splattered on Feilin's face.

Seeing this scene, Hongye, who was cleaning up the Undead Legion, shouted: "Come back quickly, don't leave, are you going to leave?"

Although Hongye didn't want to admit it, she overestimated Wang Yawei's limits and Kamiller's limits, and the combat plan failed.

However, Camiller did not seem to hear Hongye's words. He took a step forward, opened his arms, and hugged the girl with a wooden expression into his arms.

Perhaps because of excessive blood loss, Camiller's face was as pale as death and his voice gradually fell down.

"When I truly realized that there was only you in my eyes, it was on the next morning, when you shook hands with Amira, and when you realized that the ability to die was temporarily lost, facing the brilliant sunshine, a sincere smile appeared. At that time, I felt that my heartbeat was unprecedentedly violent..."

At first, Phileen was still struggling, but as Camiller told her, her movements gradually stopped, looking at him with a confused look on her face, then reached out to help Camiller dry the blood from the corner of her mouth.

After seeing the girl's actions, Camiller stopped talking, grabbed her hand, and stared at her in a daze. Feilin seemed a little shy and wanted to break free, but how could Camiller let go?

"Yes, you must have heard my voice, you must have heard it, right?"

While Kamiller said this, Wang Yawei fell from mid-air, the ice and snow melted, and the absolute zero-degree suppression disappeared. The dead energy surrounding Feilin became violent and was robbing Kamiller's life wildly.

Camiller naturally saw this, but now only the girl in his arms was left in his eyes, and he couldn't even hear Hongye's shouting.

"No one is born to be wrong and should be erased. You don't want to hurt anyone. You have a heart that is gentler and kinder than anyone else. If it were you, you can definitely control this power. You did that night, and now you can definitely do it!"

The vitality on Camiller's face slowly faded away, as if he had passed through decades in an instant, gradually turning from a teenager to an old man in twilight. However, even though he was only one step away from death, Camiller still had no intention of giving up, and tears gradually spread from the corners of his eyes as he listened to Camiller's talk.

"I should hate you, but when you expose your side as a monster and want to save me, I understand that I have stood on your side without hesitation. Wake up, Feilin, there is no mistake that cannot be made up. Maybe many people die because of you, but if you can control your power, you can save more people. There is no right or wrong power, only the good and evil of the user!"

Camiller shouted, "So, don't yell "I don't want anything." While crying, you do things that you don't expect from your heart. What's your expression, that look, that tears, what's that? If you only know how to cry, you can't change anything! The happiness you want is not given by anyone, but with your own hands to fight for it and hold it firmly..."

The moment Kamiller's words fell, all the ice smiled and the dead spirit spread, swallowing up the figures of Kamiller and Feilin. Seeing this scene, Hongye knelt down and punched the ground hard. Qianxia, ​​who was fighting with Dorotia, was also killed by Dorotia with one sword because of distraction. Faced with such a result, the only person who was happy at the scene was probably Dorotia.

She let out a rude laugh and landed on the thorny castle: "How could the psychological hints I have given are so easily broken? If you had fought with Feilin directly before, you might have a glimmer of hope, but now the game is over."

Dorotiya smiled, and countless dark swords appeared beside her. When she was about to end the other party, she found Hongye smiled. Dorotiya frowned: "What are you laughing at?"

Hongye replied: "I laugh, the night has finally passed and dawn has arrived."

While Hongye was speaking downstairs, Dorotiya found a dazzling light shining behind her. When she looked back, she saw that the strong and substantial dead aura was dissipating like the melting of ice and snow. On the thorny castle, it seemed that winter was coming and spring was coming, and countless flowers were in full bloom.

In the middle of the light, Feilin, who had changed into a pure white wedding dress, was walking out slowly, and at this moment, all the confusion and sadness on Feilin's face had disappeared. She looked at Dorotia with a shocked face and sighed: "...Sister, I will not give up on myself anymore, because there are people who love me so much."

Dorotiya snorted coldly, and a black sword fell from the sky and took the two of them away. However, before approaching Feilin, the black sword had been melted away by the barrier of light.

Seeing this, Dorotia's face became gloomy: "Silly! You are just deceived by human sweet words. As an angel that brings death, it is impossible for anyone to love you. Only I can hug you and understand you!"

"Sister, you have never understood me and loved me. For you, I am just a useful chess piece, right?"

"How is that possible? My sister has always loved you."

"If you really love me, how could you turn me into what you are now? The seeds watered with hatred can only bloom in the end the flowers of death."

Dorotia's face changed. She and Feilin were angels born at the same time. Their attributes were originally completely opposite. In other words, the real Dorotia was not an angel of destruction, but an angel of darkness and death. Feilin was exactly the opposite. The opposite of darkness was light, and the opposite of death was living. The appearance of this moment was the posture that the third angel should have.

Angel of light and life.

Now the angry Feilin finally recalled everything. As an angel representing hope, light and life, Feilin did not have any malice towards humans. However, when she came to the world, she saw that there were too many pains in this world. Because she couldn't bear to see such a world, she went to persuade her sister Dorotia. However, she was imprisoned by Dorotia in a trap and sealed her original appearance, and watered the flesh and blood of the mutant carrying the negative emotions of humans. She successfully dyed Feilin's wings black and cultivated the angels of death and plague.

Dorotiya bit her lip: "It seems you remembered it."

"I remember, sister, give up. My attributes completely restrain you. If you fight me head-on, you have no chance of winning. From paradise, from ancient times to the present, you have never beaten me even once."

While speaking, Feilin's figure appeared directly in front of Dorotiya. As Hongye said, the night has gone away. Now it is dawn. At this time, Feilin's power will become unprecedentedly powerful. Dorotiya is just the opposite. Without the protection of darkness, she will definitely not be Feilin's opponent.

Dorotiya snorted coldly: "But this is not a paradise. If you don't play, who knows?"

As he said that, Dorotiya took Feilin and the earth-shaking battle between the two officially began. Hongye originally wanted to help, but seeing the two fighting, it was a fight between gods. He then spread his hands and chose to watch the battle. At the same time, Wang Yawei went over and helped the injured Camiller up, but his condition was unexpectedly good. Almost all the wounds on his body healed. The reason why he was still unconscious was that he was too tired.

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