Zeus's grace is higher than the sky

A dangerous yet charming aura emanated from the girl.

The intuition of the black swan whispered a warning, but curiosity, the deep-rooted thirst for knowledge that belongs to the memory peeper, easily overwhelmed the warning brought by the intuition.

With a smile that showed she was in control of the situation, she took a step forward. The sound of her high heels hitting the smooth floor was drowned out by the music as she walked towards the purple-haired woman.

"Memory is like the deep sea. Never gaze upon it on a starless night..."

The voice was as light as a sigh, more like a reminder to himself.

However, the pace did not stop.

She walked straight to the purple-haired woman, and her figure blocked the light, leaving a shadow in front of the purple-haired woman.

"Waiting for someone?"

The purple-haired woman shook her head slightly.

"Then...would you like to dance with me?"

The Black Swan extended its right hand to invite her.

The purple-haired woman, Huang Quan, slowly raised her head. In those purple eyes, there was no wariness, no surprise, only a misty confusion, as pure as a newborn cub, completely unaware of what was about to come. She gently extended her left hand to accept the invitation from the Black Swan.

It is this pure blank that makes the Black Swan even more curious and thirsty for knowledge.

The prey is in the net.

The two of them moved lightly to the center of the dance floor.

The black swan sets the pace of the dance.

"I've been eyeing her for a long time, and tonight is the first time I've invited her."

The moment their skin touched, the Black Swan felt a slight stiffness in the other's body, and then it relaxed again, like a delicate puppet.

She led Huang Quan onto the dance floor. In the first few steps, she was like an elegant mentor, guiding a lost soul.

However, the rhythm of the high heels hitting the ground soon became sharp, like a crescendo of drum beats.

The black swan's aggressiveness is fully revealed in its rotation, with its dark skirt fluttering like a huge black wing gathering its prey.

In the background music, the violin melody was stretched out extremely long and sharp, like a piece of silk tapestry of memory being torn apart alive. The fingertips of Black Swan's left hand, clasped behind Huang Quan's waist, were invisible to the naked eye. Strands of transparent silk, composed of pure memory, silently pierced the skin at the back of the girl's neck—a memory prying in from the Rememberer.

"A [Sea Ranger], just as the rumors say, somewhat noble, yet a bit dull."

"But in the night hunt, [the patrol] is not the only hunter."

Every time they got close, every time they rubbed their ears against each other during each rotation, the black swan's whispers were like a venomous snake spitting out its tongue, accurately drilling into Huang Quan's ears:

"You're more charming than you look at this distance."

At the same time, the entire space silently twisted. The dim light quietly took on an ominous deep purple, and the once brilliant star pattern on the ceiling began to warp and deform like melted wax.

"She also came for the watchmaker's legacy. There's no doubt that in this game, everyone lies, but memory doesn't."

"It's getting better, isn't it?"

"Everyone has a past. The past shapes the present. Some people can grasp memories, while others are haunted by them and cannot escape."

With the soothing sound of the violin, Huang Quan spun in front of the black swan, and then the two separated.

“So I took action.”

The black swan lowered its arms and gently raised its forehead.

The thread of memory has completely penetrated Huang Quan's body.

"I want to know, which one is she?"

"This banquet attracted many people, including the company, Yiting, the Fool, the Nameless Guest, and the Annihilation Gang of [Destruction]. They were all supposed to attend."

"But Duke Hellfire is dead."

"He and his descendants will never again attend the feast."

"Beautiful [Ranger], what have you done?"

The black swan enters the sea of ​​memory of Huangquan.

At first, the fragmented images flooded into Black Swan's perception like a tide:

The huge body of the Grand Duke of Hellfire shattered and disintegrated in the sharp sword light, and the huge wreckage of the starship exploded silently in the void like the bones of a dying beast, turning into a cold and cruel firework... These scenes confirmed her guess and deepened the curve of her mouth.

However, this pride only lasted for a moment.

All the images pouring in suddenly collapsed!

It’s not darkness, nor chaos, but something more thorough than that—“nothingness”!

An indescribable feeling of icy silence, like the absolute nothingness before the birth of the universe, instantly flowed back along that invisible thread! The smile on Black Swan's face instantly froze and shattered!

The scene before me spun around! The floor beneath my feet suddenly cracked, revealing a bottomless abyss of darkness as thick as a substance!

The darkness, like a living thing, instantly wrapped around her ankles and climbed upwards with a biting chill! The originally sharp violin sound turned into a crazy, disordered, deafening drumbeat, and every beat was like a heavy hammer hitting her soul!

What’s even more terrifying is that the prey she “controls” suddenly retaliates!

"Excuse me, are you asking me?"

Huang Quan's hand, which had been slightly cool and soft and held in her palm, suddenly clasped back! Her five fingers, like icy steel chains, clamped tightly around Black Swan's wrist! The force was so great that it almost crushed her bones! Black Swan was caught off guard and was pulled by an irresistible force, forcing her head back!

She met a pair of eyes.

No longer blank, no longer empty. Huang Quan's purple pupils shrank into cold needle-points, clearly reflecting Black Swan's own face, filled with fear and disbelief!

Deep in those eyes, Black Swan saw something even more terrifying—countless frantic black and white silhouettes symbolizing hunting and devouring, flashing back rapidly:

Giant snakes coiled around the swan's neck, jackals tore at the antelope's tendons, and sharks broke through the school of fish in the scarlet sea of ​​blood...With every pounce, the swan's feathers were plucked and scattered all over the ground.

Every time the scene of a pounce flashed by, the force Huang Quan applied to her wrists and waist increased, dragging her deeper into the sticky, all-devouring abyss of nothingness beneath her feet!

The Black Swan struggled desperately, trying to cut the damn thread of memory, trying to break free from the iron-like hand!

But her strength was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot in front of the other party's icy power from the abyss. Just when she felt that she was about to be completely swallowed by the darkness and her consciousness was about to sink, she caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of her eye -

Behind Huang Quan, in the swirling, viscous darkness that symbolized her spiritual realm, an immense, indifferent eye slowly opened, hovering silently. It was... the gaze of "nothingness"!

"Zheng——!"

It was as if all the strings broke at the same moment!

The sticky darkness, the scarlet whirlpool, the frantic drum beats, the cold giant eyes...all the horrible illusions disappeared in an instant like the receding tide.

The lights in the banquet hall returned to dim, the distorted star pattern became bright again, and the melodious music continued to flow. It was as if the thrilling events just now had never happened.

Only the Black Swan knows that it is no illusion.

She staggered, her back leaning against Huang Quan's arm with a muffled sound. A few strands of hair fell from her carefully tied bun, sticking wetly to her sweaty neck and pale cheeks.

She clutched the fabric of her chest tightly with one hand, as if trying to hold down the heart that was beating wildly in her chest and almost jumping out. Her rapid breathing was suppressed in her throat, like a drowning person dying.

And the right hand that he was so proud of, which controlled his memory, was now shaking violently and uncontrollably. The remaining light of memory at his fingertips had long been extinguished, leaving only cold numbness.

Huang Quan stood quietly in front of her, as if she had never moved. She tilted her head, and her purple eyes were once again filled with that harmless, almost dull confusion, as if she had just woken from an insignificant dream.

She looked at the frightened Black Swan and asked in a light, sleepy, confused tone:

"Who are the Extinction Gang?"

Chapter 149 So I took action again

"I've been eyeing her for a long time, and tonight is the last invitation."

"I made a fatal mistake."

“Everyone has a past, but for some people, their past is a silent ocean filled with the corpses of the drowned.”

Huang Quan walked alone on the street, thinking about the "annihilation gang" mentioned by Black Swan.

"The Extinction Gang... The Extinction Gang... Oh, it's them."

......

at this time.

The Harmonious Music Ceremony will not begin until the evening, and this period of time is the last free time before the ceremony begins.

Although Zeus is usually surrounded by women, there are rare times when he wants to be alone for a while (definitely not without company?).

[Top of the sky, overlooking the panoramic view, invite you to experience it! ]

"It's decided, let's go for this one!"

Liuying, Lilith, Lila, Kisskiller... everyone said they were going to the mall to shop and specifically asked Zeus not to come with them, saying they wanted to give him a big surprise.

Zeus was bored and could only flip through the advertisement pushed to him by Pinocchio again. Finally, he chose the "Top of the Sky". His beauty radar told him that he would have a wonderful encounter here.

Pinocchio's dream, "Golden Hour" [Top of the Sky]: A quiet suspended corridor. Zeus, his appearance transformed, leaned against the shimmering railing, gazing at the illusory streetscape below, his eyes fixed on the streets in the distance.

"It's finally here, what I prepared for them..."

At this time, the only person on the street was Huang Quan, who was wandering aimlessly.

The black swan appeared silently a few steps away from Zeus.

Meeting Huang Quan of [Nothingness] was just an accident. She needed another sweet memory to soothe the fear in her heart, and the boy in front of her was her new prey.

She had a faint smile on her face that seemed to see through everything.

"It's a unique view, isn't it?"

She spoke, her voice calm, her eyes fixed on the profile of Zeus.

The encounter indicated by the beauty's radar is right in front of him, but Zeus, contrary to his usual behavior, remains inactive.

The black swan in front of him was very aggressive, so Zeus only needed to wait for the flowers to bloom. Being too proactive would only make Miss Swan, who had just been frightened and insecure, become a frightened bird.

"But to you, it may not mean anything."

She took a step forward, her fingers casually resting on the cold railing, a barely perceptible flash of light flashing across her fingertips.

"I've seen many people remember things as easily as turning the pages of a book."

Her gaze seemed to penetrate Zeus.

"But you're different. Your memory... just from the waves on the shore, you can tell it's incredibly chaotic, like a tangled mess of threads with no end in sight. That's rare."

She tilted her head slightly.

"Such a special soul, what on earth created such a soul."

"So I took action. What makes a soul so...special?"

His tone was relaxed, as if he had everything under control.

At the moment when the black swan's fingertips flickered——

Zeus tilted his head very slightly and his eyes fell on the black swan's face.

The black swan reached out and gently stroked Zeus's face.

The thread of memory slowly stretched out from her hand and reached towards Zeus.

As Zeus's memory came along the silk thread.

The controlling smile on Black Swan's face froze in an instant.

Her pupils, like deep pools, suddenly shrank!

The fingers on the railing suddenly tightened and clasped.

In contrast to the dead silence of the underworld that swallows everything, there is the heat that reshapes everything.

"Ugh!" An extremely short, suppressed gasp escaped from between her lips. Her body swayed uncontrollably backward half a step before she managed to stabilize herself.

The power of that prying was instantly severed by her own actions. The invisible threads that entangled Zeus's consciousness shattered and dissipated, but the remaining blush on her face spoke of the passion that had just returned from Zeus's memory.

"Did you finish reading? My beautiful Miss Swan."

Black Swan stared at Zeus, her eyes filled with unprecedented shock and a hint of panic. Her breathing became noticeably rapid, and her body couldn't help but feel a little hot. Although she immediately suppressed it, her trembling legs and rosy cheeks could not deceive anyone.

The corridor was deathly silent. Black Swan could clearly hear his own heart beating fiercely in his chest.

She abruptly turned her gaze away, looking at the street scene below, her chest rising and falling. The surging waves feasted Zeus' eyes.

After several seconds, she slowly turned back to look at Zeus. Her face finally regained its composure, but deep in her eyes was an irrepressible tenderness and contentment.