When Amelia woke up, she thought she was blind.
It was pitch black in front of my eyes, so dark that it made people panic, and I really couldn't see my fingers. She had never experienced such darkness before. After a brief moment of confusion, she felt flustered, groped around, and shouted in a low voice, "Is there anyone? Alfonso? Alfonso?"
There seemed to be some screams not far away, but there was no familiar voice.
Amelia panicked and shouted several times, but no one responded.
She simply gave up shouting, and stood up by herself groping around. She kicked something under her feet, and a ball rolled out, emitting a faint light.
With this little light, Amelia finally saw the surrounding environment clearly.
She was still in the carriage, with a few dead leaves scattered on the ground, messy footprints, no one was there, the door was ajar, and it was terrifyingly dark outside.
What happened
What about the Alfonso
Amelia was full of question marks. She just fell asleep and woke up to find that the world seemed to have changed, as if she had slept for hundreds of years.
She squatted down, picked up the glowing egg, and weighed it in her hand.
It's quite heavy, and it's warm to the touch, and it doesn't know where it came from.
Now Amelia didn't have time to think about the origin of this thing, she held the egg high in front of her like a goddess of victory holding a torch, and got out of the carriage with this light.
It was so dark outside that there was nowhere to put her foot down, so Amelia stretched her foot tremblingly. After a few trials, the soles of her shoes touched the soft grass before she could be sure that the ground was not an abyss.
This darkness is so abnormal.
Contacting Alfonso who disappeared inexplicably, Amelia suddenly had a bad guess. Her eyes were heavy, she fumbled a few steps outside, and shouted in a low voice: "Debra? Rita? Everyone Are you there?"
After a short silence, there was a rustling sound.
The light emitted by the egg did not penetrate very well, and the face was only exposed to the soft light after walking within two or three meters: "...Amelia, where have you been?"
It was Lita, she cried sobbing, with abnormal fear and trembling on her face, shouting: "It's the sun! The sun is gone, and our magic is gone."
Amelia's pupils shrank.
"No... what do you mean?" Her voice was hoarse.
Rita pulled her hair with a painful expression: "It's just gone!!"
The conversation between the two seemed to trigger some kind of switch, and there were cries of pain from all around. Amelia's palms trembled, and she tried to use the lowest cleaning magic.
A weak force surged out, wrapped around the hem of the top, and wiped away a small piece of stain.
Her magic is still there. Although it was so weakened that even a piece of clothing could not be washed, it was still there.
But when Amelia looked at Rita's expression, the pain, fear, and bewilderment were not fake, nor were the crying around her. Their magic is indeed gone.
She stood there with cold hands and feet, and suddenly remembered something, and reached out to touch her chest. This posture was a bit vulgar, but she didn't care too much, and went straight to the innermost place to dig out. After digging for a long time, she didn't find anything.
Godhead... Godhead is gone.
Alfonso Godhead Sun Falls=
This line of equations quickly appeared in Amelia's mind. She took a tight breath, hurried back to the carriage, and found the black book used to make up the bed from under the layers of mattresses.
"Where's Alfonso? You must know, tell me." She asked urgently and quickly.
—He has returned to the throne of God.
Although she had already guessed, when she heard this answer, she was still stunned and her mind went blank for a moment.
… oh, go back.
It's that simple, go back.
Amelia seemed to be stepping on the clouds, with an unreal feeling, her voice was light and floating: "... are you coming back?"
——In the God Realm, the time cannot be counted, maybe a hundred years, maybe ten thousand years, He will come back to the world again, and set his sights on this continent.
—Oh, poor saint.
—In His vast and boundless life, do you think He will still remember your little rain
Amelia's lips turned pale.
—The answer is obviously no.
—The humble ants cannot shake the cold heart of the gods after all.
— Forget all this, saint.
— Didn't take your life, maybe the great dark god showed you the last bit of mercy.
The cold handwriting kept appearing on the pages of the book, but Amelia didn't want to read it anymore. She closed the book with a bang, stuffed it under the table expressionlessly, and pressed it hard against the heavy wooden table.
Pad the corner of the table.
This is the only way back for this cheap book.
The leather cover of the black book was immediately imprinted deeply, and the cover of the book was frantically trying to crawl out, like a struggling moth, being pressed down again and again by Amelia, and finally even sat directly on the wooden table, Intent to crush it.
She was furious. He was angry at that bastard who didn't even say a word when he left, and at the same time angry at the cheap book for daring to satirize her, and at the same time he felt wronged.
All kinds of emotions came one after another, she pursed her lips and almost cried.
He was still so close before going to bed, but when he got back his memory, he turned his face and denied anyone, white-eyed wolf, saved in vain.
Amelia resisted the soreness in her throat, her eyes were also sore, she sniffed and tried to comfort herself.
In fact, it is quite good, better than she originally imagined, at least she is still alive, she has no missing arms or legs, and she has not received any terrible revenge, and her soul is even better. threat.
She is relaxed now, she has no gods, and she is very happy.
Besides, there are so many handsome guys in this world, bye bye this one, the next one will definitely be better and better, hundreds of times better than that damn dark god.
Swallowing that breath temporarily, Amelia looked out the window and kicked Heishu angrily, "What's going on outside, where's the sun?"
Black Book pretends to be dead.
Amelia squinted her eyes, crushed the soles of her feet hard, and the book cover twitched, and wrote reluctantly:
—The sun is the incarnation of the god of light.
- When the godhead dies, the sun falls naturally.
Godhead can still contact the sun
Amelia regretted it. If she knew this, she should have hidden her godhood better.
She was still too educated in her previous life, and she subconsciously thought that the sun and the moon were planets, and she didn't connect them with gods at all, and she didn't expect that the fall of gods would bring such consequences.
This is an unscientific world.
Now that the matter had come to an end, she sighed deeply, changed into clean clothes, and threw the skirt stained with god's blood on the ground casually.
When she saw those bloodstains, Amelia remembered how Alfonso did not hesitate to shed divine blood for her several times.
Red with golden blood poured out, he was so good-looking at that time, her heart was pounding just looking at it.
Alas, forget it, the first person who is willing to bleed for her. Even if it ends like this, it's not a loss.
Amelia stuffed the glowing egg into her pocket without looking at the skirt that fell on the ground, and fumbled out to walk in front of everyone.
They were crying and praying in vain to the God of Light, begging for a little answer.
"Let's go, go back to the church first." In the darkness, no one could see the girl's expression, but everyone could hear her voice, calm and collected, as if nothing had happened.
"The army is stationed in the Holy Church. Now that the magic is gone, we must go back as soon as possible. If we continue to stay in the wild, we may encounter trouble. This place is not far from the Holy Church. It shouldn't be long before we can walk there."
Not only the beasts, Amelia is more worried about the crazy people.
The mountain that was pressing down on them day after day suddenly collapsed and collapsed. When these ordinary people who suffered so much saw the helpless believers, what would they do
Just thinking about the possible scenarios gave Amelia chills.
Some smart people also thought of this, their faces turned pale, they quickly packed some light and soft belts, and the group set off lightly.
It was too dark to see the road clearly, so he didn't dare to ride in a carriage, so he found a bundle of thick and hard ropes, and stretched them forward one by one in a line.
Sometimes they can walk smoothly for a while, and sometimes when a person falls, a group of people will fall along with them. The saints who were originally glamorous and high above all fell with black noses and swollen faces, and lost their former majesty.
Amelia also fell several times, and her lips were broken. She licked her lips. There was no trace of tears on her delicate face. She gritted her teeth and moved her sore legs, insisting on walking into the darkness beyond sight .
Really tired, she had never been so tired.
There is no sun, no time, no one knows how long they have walked and how long they will go, they just follow the footsteps of the previous person and stumble forward.
Even if I was hungry or thirsty, I didn't dare to stop to eat and rest, for fear of losing contact with my companions who were no longer visible in front of me.
In less than a day, everyone fell from heaven to hell. They still had the strength to cry at first, but now they don't even have the strength to cry. The thick darkness seems to be devouring everyone's spirit, making them gradually lost.
Amelia coughed, her throat was burning and sore, she pulled herself together and shouted behind her hoarsely: "We're almost there, everyone, hold on to the rope, and don't get separated."
There were a few replies from behind.
Everyone is in a bad state of mind.
Amelia couldn't help it either, why didn't she just want to sit on the ground? The body pampered by the temple has never experienced such a storm, and the feet are blistered.
But she persisted, her bright blue eyes sparkling even more with tears and sweat.
Is this the human being I saw before
Where Amelia couldn't see, a pair of icy eyes were looking at her.
There are no human emotions in those eyes, only indifference, ruthlessness, and aloofness, and occasionally a little fluctuation is also negative, which makes people feel cold.
Sitting on the dark throne, the God of Darkness cast his eyes from top to bottom, piercing through layers of clouds, and precisely shrouded the blond girl.
Ordinary, extremely ordinary.
Weak and incompetent, even among human beings, they are the lowest category.
Just such a little ant, what kind of precious treasure would He treat it like before, and even snatch it with the Guangming dog thief
The Dark God snorted in disbelief, propped his chin, and observed the girl's actions with great interest.
The life of a god is boring and long, and he has long been used to having some fun for himself to pass the time.
The lips that had been kissed intimately were dry and bleeding, and the beautiful face that was touched was full of scars. In the eyes of the gods, it was just a means of adding interest.
The game always needs to add some twists and turns to make it more interesting.