Everything seems normal, but in fact everything is abnormal.
When approaching the temple, the elf even had a feeling that everything around him had long ceased to exist, leaving only empty nothingness, and everything left in his sight was just a remnant of the past.
She hesitated for a moment, then risked reaching out and touching the building next to her.
What came from the fingertips was a real yet illusory touch. This unprecedented perception made the elf feel an indescribable fear from the bottom of his heart. This was the most instinctive fear of living beings for the existence of the unknown.
The elf looked at everything around him in fear. If all of these were this strange existence...
At this moment, the elf had an urge to turn around and run away immediately.
This damn place... is simply not a place that any living being can reach!
If it weren't for the protection of the demon's phantom, the elf knew very well that she would never be able to reach this position, and even if she got close she would be distorted into some completely unknown existence.
However, when the elf saw Luo Ling's back, the panic in his heart was gradually calmed down, and he inexplicably felt a little relieved.
But at the same time, the doubts that had surfaced in her heart arose again, and this time they became more and more intense.
"So... what kind of person is Miss Luo Ling?"
Finally, the magnificent temple came into view.
The dome, which almost reaches the sky, is covered with exquisite reliefs praising the gods. Even the huge pillars erected around it are covered with inscriptions praising the achievements of the gods one by one.
The entire temple has almost no walls. It is more like an exhibition hall displaying the greatness of the gods, with traces of the gods everywhere.
The elf had also been to temples in other cities, which were even many times more magnificent than the one before him. They depicted the greatness and holiness of the gods in magnificent splendor. The temple in Nibelung was at best just a temple in a small city, and even seemed lifeless because it was the "Land of the Dead".
However, the elves felt an unprecedented shock from this temple.
The distortion and falsehood that had been sensed before were most fully reflected in the temple, intertwined with the grandeur of the gods, yet with an inexplicable sense of irony.
Luo Ling did not stop, she walked forward step by step along the stairs of the temple.
The elves knew that this direction led to the temple where sacrifices were offered to the gods, which was the most important part of the entire temple.
The gods occasionally descended to the temple to enjoy the sacrifices, and it was in the place of sacrifice that the gods performed.
Throughout Valhalla, every temple's sacrificial site must always be prepared with sacrifices from all the gods. Even if the gods will not come for hundreds or thousands of years, there cannot be a moment's interruption.
If someone makes a mistake and encounters one of the more violent gods, the entire city will be razed to the ground.
Anyway, with the power of the gods, building another city is just a piece of cake, and it can be erected from the ground with just a wave of the hand.
As for the people in the city...
They are not even ants, and the gods never care about their life or death.
"Could it be that..."
The elf's eyes widened slightly. She already knew the location of the "Witch of Destruction" and her heart couldn't help but pound.
But this was not the same kind of excitement as before about Luo Ling's form of Su Ling, but a feeling of nervous anticipation mixed with fear.
The elves are indeed looking forward to the existence of the Witch of Destruction, so that she can accomplish her goal which should have been out of reach. Even if she cannot destroy the gods, she can at least make them pay a heavy price.
only...
The only thing left in the world about the Witch of Destruction now is her bad reputation.
Even though it is very clear, most of the news was fabricated and spread by the gods who were afraid of the existence of the Witch of Destruction.
But even so... after hearing so many rumors, coupled with the creepy environment in the "Land of the Dead" today, the elves can't help but feel a little timid and uneasy.
Only the black-haired girl beside her, who still had a calm expression, could give her a slight sense of security.
Luo Ling walked forward, the gentle yet biting coldness surging around her became increasingly intense. There was no expression on her face, she slightly raised her head and stared straight into the distance.
Finally, they reached the end of the stairs and arrived at the sacrificial place where the gods enjoyed the offerings.
There was nothing in the empty space except for a young girl floating in the air. Her eyes were slightly closed as if she was dozing off, but she exuded a terrifying intimidation that made people dare not approach easily.
The moment the elf saw the girl, his eyes widened.
She looked at Luo Ling, then at the girl, and said softly,
“No, this is different.”
The appearance of the Witch of Destruction is completely different from Luo Ling's current appearance.
Similar in feeling, yet not alike.
Moreover, the Witch of Destruction always gave her a look that she had just seen not long ago...
Countless images flashed through the elf's mind in an instant, and suddenly, in a flash of inspiration, she immediately realized when she had seen the Witch of Destruction.
That’s right, just now.
When Miss Luo Ling used her power to dispel the distortion of the "Land of the Dead" for her, the appearance of the demon's phantom!
Except for the blue-black scales all over the body and the wings around the waist, they are almost exactly the same.
Luo Ling looked at the floating Metamorphosis in silence. No, perhaps she could no longer be called Metamorphosis now.
She should be called "Doomsday".
"Metamorphosis" and "Doomsday" are actually the same entity. "Metamorphosis" is the personification of "Doomsday". Her appearance means the emergence of the only glimmer of hope in "Doomsday".
The gods, out of their short-sighted fear, extinguished this glimmer of hope, and after hope completely disappeared, "Doomsday" appeared again.
Just as the gods have feared, the true "end of the world" of Valhalla will soon be brought about by the "Witch of Destruction" before their eyes, presenting the most terrifying and irreversible "Ragnarok".
but...
This was not the result that Tusheng's mother wanted to see. She was now the person she hated and repulsed the most, and the disaster that was bound to come was the future she least wanted to see.
Luo Ling continued to take steps forward.
The elf subconsciously wanted to follow, but she could not resist her instinctive fear and could only stand where she was, staring blankly at Luo Ling approaching the legendary "Devil of Destruction".
Luo Ling stood in front of "Doomsday". She slowly stretched out her hand and gently touched the cheek that "Doomsday" was most familiar with with her fingertips.
In an instant, all the memories flooded into her mind.
She saw everything that happened in the past and witnessed the crimes of the gods, but she could not sense any anger, only endless disappointment and sadness.
Even the gods are nothing more than children in the eyes of Tusheng.
It's their choice.
Now that you have made your choice, you have to pay the price.
But... other children should not be implicated in the sins of the gods.
In the past, he had anticipated his final outcome from the very beginning. After leaving the world with as much hope of salvation as possible, he walked alone into the conspiracy of the gods.
Just as Luo Ling guessed, she went to die voluntarily.
Even being suppressed in the Nibelungen after death was part of her plan.
Because if it were not buried in the Nibelungen, and if there were no characteristics of the Nibelungen to contain it, the powerful force possessed by the afterimage of the transformation would be transformed into "doomsday" in an instant.
At that time, Valhalla will face the coming of "Doomsday" in an instant.
Metamorphosis tried its best to find other ways out for Valhalla other than abandoning the gods, and barely leave some seeds of hope.
Including the prototype of "Valhalla", it would have been impossible to realize it without this period of easing.
However... even with such a result, Tu Sheng still didn't want to see it.
The aftertaste of memory is endless sadness.
In Luo Ling's sight, the black-haired girl slowly opened her eyes, smiled softly, looked at her child, and said,
"My little Luo Ling, I'm sorry that I let you see... my other side.
“I’m so sorry…”
Luo Ling's eyes became slightly moist. She shook her head slightly and choked softly.
"No... "
She wanted to answer the god, but after a trance, she only saw the black-haired girl still sleeping.
The scene just presented is merely a partial remnant of these memories.
The gods exist in every trace of Him, completely transcending time and space. Even if the real transformation has completely dissipated, everything that was left behind can still be shared.
In other words, the metamorphosis that Luo Ling had just seen completely remembered every time he had met Luo Ling.
That's why the metamorphosis is all the more sad.
The child who inherited her will and tried her best to save the world saw her mother's terrifying other side.
Tuisheng felt guilty about this from the bottom of her heart, guilty for her child.
Excluding the derogatory meaning, the existence of Transformation itself is the ultimate Saint Mary. She is so pure that when the gods committed sins, she did not choose to kill them, but took the initiative to walk into the conspiracy and die.
Because if she kills the gods, she will no longer be "transcendence" but "doomsday".
At this moment, Tusheng reappeared in the world in a form that she never wanted to see. From the moment she completely revived, the moment of "Twilight of the Gods" came.
But... by then, not only the gods will face doom, but also the entire place of origin, Valhalla.
At this moment, Luo Ling's mind was in a state of turmoil and trance. She knew very well that she had reached her limit.
Everything around her became increasingly illusory in her perception, including the "doomsday" that was just around the corner.
The elf saw that Luo Ling's body softened again, and in her increasingly anxious mood, even fear could not restrain her steps.
Just before Luo Ling collapsed to the ground, the elf finally caught her.
"Ms. Luo Ling, what's wrong with you?"
The elf said anxiously, forcing his eyes not to look at the black-haired girl next to him.
She was afraid that if she looked a few more times, she would not be able to bear the pressure brought by the unknown fear, and would abandon Luo Ling and flee from here desperately.
Luo Ling reluctantly opened his eyes, looked at the elf's face, sighed softly, and said in a hollow tone,
"I'm fine, but... Miss Elf, I'm afraid you'll need to stay here for a while."
"this... "
The elf's expression froze for a moment. Before she understood what he said, she heard Luo Ling whisper again,
"I'm just taking a nap. I should be back soon. When I come back, I'll tell you everything."
Judging from the current situation of "Doomsday", it may not be long before she wakes up completely.
The heaviest disaster for Valhalla is about to come.
After he finished speaking, Luo Ling slowly closed his eyes and died completely.
The next moment, the girl in the elf's arms turned into an invisible shadow. After slowly dissipating, it seemed to be attached to the black-haired girl sleeping next to her.
... ... ... .
The elf couldn't help but feel a sense of horror from the bottom of his heart, but inexplicably, after Luo Ling's shadow merged into the girl, all the fear and pressure disappeared in an instant.
At the same time, she found that she had a mysterious connection with the black-haired girl.
The elf couldn’t describe what this connection felt like, but at least it prevented her from being influenced by the black-haired girl.
Only then did the elf muster the courage to look directly at the sleeping black-haired girl, but the moment her eyes met the black-haired girl, the black-haired girl actually opened her eyes, scaring the elf so much that she took several steps back.
But after she came to her senses, she found that the black-haired girl was still sleeping and showed no signs of waking up.
Just when the elf was still wondering if it was her illusion, she soon confirmed it.
This is not an illusion!
"Sutriluchilazegarunelpuzechiruleaaagranzelga Elga."
A soft and gentle voice sounded in her ears, calling her real name with a motherly warmth.
"I'm glad to have met you through Xiao Luo Ling. Unfortunately... I don't have much time left."
The black-haired girl stared straight at the elf, her pair of vertical pupils with a dark golden color were particularly eye-catching. It was hard to imagine that innocent romance and compassionate love could appear on the same person's face at the same time.
At this moment, in the eyes of the elf, the black-haired girl was superimposed with two postures.
Awakening falsely, sleeping truly.
But what is certain is that she did... communicate face to face with the extremely terrifying Witch of Destruction as rumored.
Using the demon shadow left behind by Luo Ling as a medium.