She jumped high into the air, and before she could catch her breath, a huge black shadow fell from the sky. "King?" This time, the giant sword was no longer summoned by Yulandel, nor was it aimed at Yulandel's enemies. "Oh!" The long sword split the earth for the second time. At the same time, Yulandel appeared on the chest of the giant mecha. "The connection was cut off? Or, was it plundered? This is the erosion key? Anyway, you should rest first, King!" Yulandel clenched her fist, and a strong golden light was released from her fist. "what!!" With just one punch, countless spider-web-like cracks appeared on the body of the Mecha God, and the destruction energy injected by Yulandel shone through the cracks with dazzling golden light.
The out-of-control Mecha God collapsed with a loud bang. Looking at its pitiful appearance with numerous holes all over it, it would probably not be able to move again in the short term. Then Yulandel turned around, but saw countless human figures and outlines of broken beasts looming in the black mist below, moving in the mist. "Is this...looking at me?" Yulandel was fixed by countless scarlet gazes. Even though she was a Valkyrie who had experienced hundreds of battles, she couldn't help but feel a chill in her heart at this bizarre scene. "This sword can devour everything it kills, and release it again when necessary for my use. Karen's hometown is right before my eyes. I don't want to get entangled any more. Valkyrie, please rest here for a while." Yaezakura's gentle and sad voice came from the mist. Immediately, countless people and destroyed beasts wrapped in black flames, like a group of demons flying out of hell, submerged Yulandel's golden figure in the blink of an eye. Yaezakura appeared about a hundred meters away, turned around, and wanted to take this opportunity to head to the Klostern Ruins ahead. "call out!" A flash of white light flashed by. Yaesakura dodged almost in sync, but still left a blood mark on her face. She turned around. I saw a golden light burst out from the place that was engulfed by the ghost and went straight towards Yaezakura. "Bang!!!" Yaezakura only had time to block with her sword before being blown back a hundred meters, leaving a long mark on the ground. Yulandel did not pursue, but looked at her fist. There was a knife mark on the back of her hand, and the black aura kept drilling into it, bringing an unknown and dangerous terrifying feeling. "What a weird power!" Yulandel is a person who believes in intuition. When she realized something was wrong, she immediately grabbed her wrist with her other hand and injected energy into it. "Snapped!"
The palm of her hand that was injured by Jizo's soul instantly splattered with blood. She used the most brutal method to expel the energy that had invaded her body, which also destroyed her hand. The flesh and blood were blurred, and the joints were exposed to the air. It was a horrible sight. But the next second, the white flower from the distant black abyss flew back into his hand, the force of life surged, and the destroyed palm grew flesh and blood again at a speed visible to the naked eye. After this brief delay, Yaezakura had already arrived in front of Yulandel. "I'm sorry, are you okay? This knife is dangerous. Can I check it just in case? I'm really not your enemy. I don't want to hurt you." Yaezakura said this anxiously, her sword already sheathed, with a gloomy look on her face. Yulandel was silent for a while. Then, she put down her rifle, stretched out her newly grown white hand, and motioned for Yaesakura to examine it. Yaezakura breathed a sigh of relief, walked over quickly, held Yulandel's hand and looked through it carefully. After a while, she finally breathed a sigh of relief and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you." “…No, it’s not your fault.” Youlan Dai'er said with a wooden face, trying to suppress her embarrassment. If you're just testing the waters, that's about it. His physical strength is far superior to Rita's. Although not as strong as his own, he is also the emperor of humanoids. His swordsmanship is very superb, at least worthy of his physical strength, and can exert effective killing power. And that knife did have strange powers. It could seize control of the Mecha God and control the undead that had been killed in the past. If the power on the wound had not been effectively expelled just now, surely she, Yulandel, would have become one of the undead contained in the knife, just like those resentful souls just now, right? In general, it is worthy of being called the Erosion Key. It is indeed powerful and difficult to resist. The last question about personality stability - well, he is indeed a gentle and kind person! Seeing Yaezakura's relieved expression and the look in her eyes that dared to ask for her favor, Yulandel, who was very clear about the distinction between public and private, also felt a little apologetic. "You were too reckless. Your whole palm exploded. Doesn't it hurt? And what if there are sequelae? Is it really healed? Otherwise, I'll go look for some herbs nearby that can be used..." "It's all right now. Kurofumi Hakuhana has the strongest healing power. Anyway, I misunderstood you. Sorry to bother you. I have something else to do, so I'll leave first." Yulandel felt even more reluctant and apologetic about Yaesakura's gentle nagging, but her mission was already completed, so she simply flew into the air and left first. "Why is this child so impatient... Just like you back then, Karen. I hope she is really okay." Yaesakura murmured, sighed softly, and then looked in the direction of Klosten, with a heartbreakingly sad smile gradually appearing on her face. "Karen, I'm here, do you still remember me?" She said this and turned towards her destination. …… This is a typical deserted ancient town. There are dilapidated and collapsed houses everywhere, stubborn weeds growing everywhere, insects and small animals can be seen from time to time, but no human voice can be heard. However, when she arrived at her destination, Yaesakura was confused again.
Although I heard that this is Karen's hometown, which abandoned house is Karen's home? "But, Karen, if it was you, there would be traces of you everywhere here, right?" Yaesakura hugged her sword, wiped her tears with a smile, and walked aimlessly on the deserted street. "Karen, I'm here to see you." "You said you would come back to see me, but I kept waiting in that dark world, but you never came back." "I'm worried that something has happened to you, but I promised you that I would wait for you there and not let the seal be broken." "When I saw this world again, I realized that five hundred years had passed... I heard that you died trying to save the people." "That's really your style. Once you find something you want to do, you forget about everything else. You even forget about your own life and our agreement!" Yaesakura walked through street after street, past ruins after ruin, pouring out the words she had wanted to say to Karin for the past five hundred years. Sometimes she sounded resentful, sometimes she smiled, sometimes she felt wronged, and sometimes she didn't know whether to laugh or cry. It was as if Karen was walking beside her at this moment, listening with a smile. After a long time, she seemed tired, or her mind and emotions could no longer bear it, so she sat down on a dilapidated stone staircase. She held the knife, closed her eyes, lowered her head deeply, and did not move at all. Time passes. The sun sets, and the starry sky is full of stars. Under the moonlight, Otto, who had been following for a long time, finally came in front of Yaesakura. "You've been following me for a long time. Your steps and breathing cannot be hidden from me. What do you want to talk to me about?" Yaesakura didn't raise her head, but asked in a weak and vague voice, sounding empty and lifeless. Otto stood with his hands behind his back, looking up at the moonlit sky. He hadn't been here for a long time. In the early years, he would occasionally come here alone to talk to Karen, but gradually he stopped coming here - not because he didn't want to see Karen, but because he knew that Karen would definitely not accept what he did. So, Otto learned to keep everything to himself and never share it with anyone or anything. Now, Yaezakura, who is wandering around the old town mumbling to herself, reminds Otto of his past self. So, he no longer used a smile to hide his feelings, and asked in a low voice with a hint of sadness: "Do you hate her? I mean, Carolyn." Yaesakura stiffened for a moment, as if this question touched something. She raised her head and looked at Otto blankly with her red eyes. After a long moment, she shook her head. "I don't hate her, I love her." Yaesakura spoke slowly with a happy smile, as if something sweet and wonderful had been taken out from the bottom of her heart. Otto took a deep breath, and the conflicting emotions in his eyes were gradually replaced by softness. He nodded - did you hear this answer, Karin?
Chapter 141 Mr. Otto, Please Give Me Your Advice "Come with me." After a long stare, Otto looked at Yaezakura calmly and finally made a decision. Yaesakura frowned blankly. "But who are you..." "I'll take you to Karen's grave." "what!?" Yaezakura stood up almost instantly. Otto didn't pay attention to her reaction. He turned around, put one hand behind his back, and placed the other hand leisurely and elegantly in front of him, and walked towards a path by himself. Yaesakura had no choice but to follow closely. "For a long time, I didn't admit that it was Karen's grave because I always felt that everything was not over yet and I would definitely find a way - but in the end, I still understood that it was her resting place." Under the moonlight, Otto left Yaezakura with a lonely back, talking as if no one was around. It was more like talking to himself than narrating. "My life has been shattered into a dream. And you, who have never been expected by anyone, suddenly appeared in front of me - are you resurrected from the dead?" "Not really. I didn't die back then. I just couldn't get rid of the crazy Hidamaru, so Karen had to seal me away. In fact, I never died." "Oh! As expected, it turned out to be another dream gone wrong. I've had enough of God's tricks." Otto was calm and expressionless. He did not ask what Hidamaru was, nor did he ask about Yaezakura's specific experiences over the past five hundred years. Because none of that matters anymore. Since it's not a resurrection, there's no value in exploring it for him now. Therefore, Yaesakura had no choice but to swallow the story she had prepared, which was 90% true and 10% personal. This saved her a lot of trouble. The two walked all the way to a place that looked like a cemetery. The dilapidated tombstones were covered with weeds, and the moonlit wind brought a chilly air. If this were in the world of a supernatural movie, it would be a perfect stage for a story. Otto stopped in front of the only old tombstone, which was very clean both in body and surroundings. He stroked the stone tablet and said softly: "You don't understand the words here, do you need me to read them to you?" "No... I know. Karen wrote it to me. This is her name." Yaesakura walked slowly to the tombstone, squatted down, stretched out her hand, touched the name, and then suddenly withdrew her hand as if she had been electrocuted. After a while, she reached out her hand again, gently touched the line of text, and a gentle smile appeared on her face. "it's wired……"
"I thought I was going to cry really loudly..." “But now, I feel so happy all of a sudden.” Yaesakura murmured, staring at the tombstone in fascination, the smile on her lips becoming brighter and brighter. Otto watched without saying a word. He did not guess Yaesakura's reaction, because he knew that emotions were something that could not be calculated precisely, so any reaction was possible. However, in Otto's eyes, this smile at this moment was really natural. "Tick!"