The Magician of Clow

Chapter 699 - [Data deletion] -
Dawn drives out the dark countryside, and the smoke of war seems to be faintly audible in the distance.

The noisy figure of the dark youth subverted the battlefield and turned into black light. At the moment when the red ribbon was connected, it traveled through the space and returned to the side of the carriage girl.
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'Fang Ran!Fang Ran, what happened to you! ? '--
'Fang Ran!Don't you scare me!Fang Ran!You wake up! '--
'Ling'--
'Fang Ran.? '--
'The money and the deeds of the property in Milan are in the box, and there is a lot of food. In the carriage I put a lot of things you might need, and the weapons I gave you'--
'So I believe that Ling, who is so smart, must be able to take care of herself and protect herself from being bullied, right? '--
'Your parents must still be alive somewhere in the world and you'll find them one day, so,'-
The young man who seemed to have been burnt out was lying on the girl's shoulders, his eyes lost their luster, but the corners of his mouth still had a gentle smile and murmured the last sentence.
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'You must not be sad. You must be happy. Then grow up'-
Not only the hands and feet, but also the body turned into shimmering debris was blown away by the breeze before dawn into the world of that era,

The last picture is that the girl beside the carriage stretched out her hand to hug the air, but she could only keep grabbing the air, and in the end she could only hold her slender shoulders tightly, crying on an unknown field road.
Then the screen freezes at this second.

The world stopped.

"It's a pointless approach, he clearly knows that the world is all fake,"

In the world of darkness and eternity, miracles of more than [-] meters rise from the ground, the 'huge' pitch-black stone monument that cannot be described in human language, and tens of millions of square meters are engraved with dark prayers composed of various languages.
"Whether it's what he left behind, or the girl in front of him."

The woman in the black mist sits on the top edge, like watching a movie again, sitting in the sky looking down at the 'world' frozen below.

"Man, you are as stupid as ever."

She clearly said negative words, but she couldn't hide the happiness in her words, as if she saw a good picture.

"Time is over, is that enough?"

Interval four is also interval one, just like the woman in the black mist, on another dark stone tablet that is [-] meters above the ground,
There is no distinction between men and women, no race can be heard, perhaps it is simply the manifestation of the voice, and the words of calm, like no personality, but always a kind of vicissitudes of life, resounded throughout the world.

Not to 'she', but to the existence next to him.

"Ah."

Short syllables, contrary to the huge vicissitudes, the figure that should be a male human figure, he is also shrouded in a black mist similar to her, looking at the frozen picture below and nodding.

Seemingly dissatisfied with the loud voice, she casually raised her hand in the dark mist,
Something pierced through something, something shattered on the magnificent black monument separated from her, and the prayers of tens of millions of square meters above it were also dimmed.

Although it was a meaningless move, she seemed to be used to it.

"It doesn't make sense."

Still staring at the frozen picture below, this scene even left him without any reaction.

"I know, I just hate it, who makes it my sworn enemy?"

Unlike his voice, which has no sorrow, no joy, and nothing, her voice is always full of various tones and smiles.

With her legs raised and her smiling cheek resting on her palm, she looked at the following mouth with interest:
"But he really didn't have any reason to do this to women out of lust and liking. Obviously this time is different from the last time, and his feelings should be unlimited."

"I said, it's not what you think."

And in the dark fog on the edge of the dark stone tablet, she seemed to be humming a song while feeling some interesting confusion and said with a chuckle:
"You're still so strict this time."

"I'm just giving the possibility, what kind of experience will there be, what kind of ending will there be,"

Maybe even his eyes didn't waver, he answered as always, then raised his hands, the frozen world below disappeared, and something appeared in front of him.
"It's him who makes the choice."

At the moment when his fateless words fell.

Originally, everything in the false 'world' was withdrawn from below and returned to some kind of existence that belonged to the origin of his concept,

Then start growing.

It was originally just a dream experience, a memory that did not exist before, an emotion that should have dissipated,

All the figures related to the youth in the picture, everything from this node takes root and sprouts like seeds, and continues to grow without real occurrence.

Filled the 100 years of empty time.

Then all the dark inscriptions under him light up, and the growing 'something' flew out of his hand,
Scattered out of unknown number of branches inserted into the world.

And watching him disappear silently after doing so, only the woman herself is still here in the black mist. She leaned back and looked up with a smiling face. The picture of the real world appeared in front of her eyes. It is the polar night on the ice sea, and the beautiful aurora lights up on the night sky.

In the picture, the technologist's steel finally landed on the ice sheet, but only a petite white shadow appeared from the huge mecha.

Wearing only a white dress, she quickly floated towards the ice surface, and when she landed on the ice surface, she threw off all kinds of machinery on her body. Stop running towards the front, light golden waist-length hair swaying under the aurora.

Her pupils trembled as she looked at the front. When her slender figure staggered unsteadily with her bare feet, she was reluctant to stop even supporting the ice surface with her hands. The anxious worry about melting and overflowing turned into a murmur of unconsciously speaking for fear of losing.

"Fang Ran. Fang Ran"

Ignoring the men and women who were shocked and surprised why she appeared here, the young and petite girl came directly to the unconscious black-haired youth, watching him all of a sudden panicked and didn't even know where to put his hands.
The frightening liquid flickering in the corners of her eyes, the memories that woke up out of thin air in her mind, those clearly did not exist but were extremely real, seemed to have happened in another completely different time of 100 years, making her voice become as weak as when she was a child, and she was about to cry, saying utter the same words.

"Fang Ran! Don't scare me! Fang Ran! Wake up!"

In the dark and eternal world, the [-]-meter dark and unreasonable stone monument, she looked at the picture above like she was watching a movie, although it was a little different from what she expected,
But this seems better.

"There are so many women who have good feelings around, but they simply don't think about it,"

The scene in front of her turned, a delicate girl with light blond hair, an unknown smile wearing a black cape, a stunning beauty with a reddish sword edge, an innocent and beautiful existence, a smart and speechless tall and slender, and someone who was not good at expressing, gentle and intellectual. , Mysterious and distant. One after another female figures flashed in front of her eyes, all kinds of figures holding all kinds of feelings towards him.

"Oh, to promote such a love that has not yet sprouted"

She made a new decision.

“seems good too”

　To be honest, I don’t want to stay up all night anymore. Internet cafes are too difficult, and there are always those vulgar loud voices shouting wildly. Oh my god, I recently chased the chapters saved by the Lord of Mysteries. Not only did they write well for the Great God, Even more, while admiring and admiring the five bodies, I feel a deep sense of guilt for the current situation of salted fish that I change every day. I am determined to make an effort to update it. Hey, people are always influenced by the outside world. , Those who are close to the vermillion are red and those who are close to the ink are black. I am such a salty fish that I complained that I was chasing books that were updated every day or even for several days (such as a certain Mars), and I must not be able to keep up with them!

　　
　
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