Adrian was the first to regain his senses, he stepped back, and ended the **** kiss—or bite.

"Mr. Ramon." He bent down and held out a hand frankly, his normally pale lips still a little bloody.

Oliver spat out a few more mouthfuls of sand, and his eyes were still a little confused, as if he had just woken up from a long sleep. Although he cleared his throat vigorously, it still sounded like it had been sanded. "Looks like I'm still alive."

He didn't hold that hand, but turned his back on the sand and looked up at the sky.

Then slowly smiled.

"Is this in your plan?" Jesse snorted.

"How could it be, I thought I was doomed." Oliver muttered, "I just, uh... tried my best, and just succeeded."

But he does have other endings in his plans.

Oliver continued to stare at the sky, holding a handful of sand in his hand. The fine grains of sand passed between his fingers, leaving only a tiny bit in the end.

He then brought the clenched fist to his lips and kissed gently.

The great desert near the city of Hiram, Oliver was very impressed with this place - this was the first time he was near death in his memory.

It's also where he falls in love with Nemo, or rather, the Pillars of the World itself.

The legendary devil, a terrifying beast curled up in the ground. The life that propped up the surface had kissed his forehead here, pulling him back from the brink of death.

For the Pillars of the World, it may be just a whim. But from that moment on, the world he saw could never go back to the past—the object of his heart was not only Nemo Wright who was a "human" from the very beginning. He loves his lover with the huge unknown behind him.

He never doubted it.

Like Oliver willing to blindly believe, at least here, that he is immortal. As much as he was willing to stick with his instincts, the Nemo Wright he knew was still waiting for him in the depths of the abyss.

Not a prayer, just a little persistence for this stupid love.

If he is unlucky, he is not qualified to become the enemy of the pillar of the world, and he will die here. Then this is also the most suitable place... the cemetery he planned for himself.

The weather was fine, and although the nearby desert was messed up by them, it was still quiet and peaceful at the moment.

The world goes on, and for the vast majority of people, this is just an extremely ordinary day in life.

Good.

Oliver took a long breath. His throat was still sore, and the construction of the circuit had exhausted the last of his strength. Although he can barely act, he doesn't want to go anywhere now.

The newborn **** was found paralyzed on the spot, pretending to be a dried jellyfish. Jesse shook his head and stepped forward, no longer hiding his complicated expression.

"Drain power within safe limits and create a new energy circuit under the eyes of the pillar of the world. The most important thing is that you actually pretended to be a human with common sense in front of me."

He squeezed word by word from between his teeth, the fake smile on his face almost unstoppable.

"Dara Layne is ten thousand times more disciplined than you—how are you feeling now, eh?"

"Not much has changed, I just feel like I'm going to die here in the next second." Oliver replied drowsily. "I made it, didn't I?"

"Yes, by human standards, you are perfectly qualified to be called a 'God'."

Oliver did not respond.

The moment he heard "Yes", he fell asleep neatly, and there was still a trace of a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Jessie took a breath and flexed her wrist.

Lord Cheney never likes surprises, let alone frights - Jesse seems to want to grab this ignorant guy and wake it up, it's better to directly reveal the other party's follow-up plans .

Unfortunately, his two malicious claws were just stretched out for a while, but Adrian decisively pushed them away.

"Mr. Ramon hasn't slept for nearly a week, let him sleep. Since he can sleep peacefully, he must be very confident about the next plan."

Adrian wrapped Oliver's arm around his neck and carefully pulled him out of the sand. He glanced at him and retracted his hand. He was dissatisfied with Jesse, who pouted, and shook his head helplessly.

"...Now we have to leave here quickly. The disturbance from the two is not small. Compared with the pillar of the world, Garland's defenders will arrive sooner."

Jesse let out a loud "tsk".

He stretched out his hand, patted Adrian's face ambiguous, and tied the cape wrapped around him back to the opponent's armor. Then the pretty blond youth stepped back and turned into a huge white beast again.

The blood has long since disappeared, and Jesse lowered her body slightly, shaking her hair uncomfortably, and tossing the last bit of dust off.

He glared at Oliver who was sleeping, and fell down reluctantly.

"Try not to be conspicuous, right? In Ramon's situation, we have to deal with teleportation checks. Come on up, I'll take you straight back to Alban." Jesse impatiently "Hurry up, I don't want to bother taking care of the two of you as we move forward."

Adrian placed Oliver lightly on the behemoth's back and cast a fixed spell - the sleeping leader of the tumbleweed was almost submerged in the soft long hair.

Then he hesitated for a few seconds, and also jumped up. It's just that the former knight commander didn't cast any spells on himself, but hugged the opponent's neck firmly.

The powerful magic wave exploded under the claws of the giant beast, and a soft white light shot straight into the sky.

When the defenders who reacted finally arrived nearby, only gravel and sand were left in the empty desert, as well as the remnants of palpitating spells. People get nothing.

Jesse's progress is much smoother than the teleportation array, and the speed is not inferior.

Although he said he didn't want to bother, Adrian noticed the invisible shield around the behemoth - it was to protect against the strong winds that were too cold in the sky, and he didn't think Jesse Dylan himself would care about that.

Adrian Cross has never looked down at the surface from this height.

The dark green forest is like moss on the stones, and the river is too fine to see. The sparse village is no bigger than a button, and the tiny houses are like brown sugar sprinkled on a clean tablecloth.

This is the world he swore to protect.

Adrian subconsciously clenched the overly soft long hair in his hand. Even in the cold air at high altitude, the faint warm fragrance still exists amazingly. Wrapped in the aroma and warm body temperature, he looked up at the clear sky.

The cruel **** he believed in slept here, writhing, floating, and slowly stretching in a world he couldn't see.

Adrian was not completely unstunned. The moment he realized that the darkness was swallowing the sky, out of the instinct of a warrior, he immediately took a defensive posture. Amazingly, when those twisted thin limbs wrapped around the **** beast not far away, he couldn't feel any fear.

On the contrary, he had never felt so at ease.

Like the falling snow finally reaching the ground and night finally falling, the tired traveler closed his eyes and his breathing became long and even. This world is as cruel as he imagined, and there is indeed a trace of tenderness.

I should be afraid, Adrien thought. But his fear seemed to have been used up in his recent death.

For me as a human being, it is indeed a "monster", a monster without a doubt.

…but that’s about it.

That cold, capricious but occasionally soft-hearted miracle finally faded away the last hazy mist, revealing her true face. There are no more ethereal mirages in my own world, only strong walls and fortresses full of order.

And a relieving peace.

"Jesse, in your opinion, what is our destiny?" Adrian took the initiative to speak. "Mr. Ramon was a human before, but you can't seem to predict his actions accurately."

"While Wright's presence makes this difficult to infer, in the beginning, when I first observed that Flint Lopez's son, our Mr. Ramon was doomed Not long to live—Lopez, deprived of power, is badly wounded by a demon, and Ramon will follow his orders to kill him, and will be condemned as a murderer."

"In my original calculation, Oliver Ramon should have fled alone, and soon died of his own innocence. Unfortunately, Bagelmore, who has the power of the devil, and Nemo Wright himself, is not at all within my predictions."

"Ann Savage will live her life in hiding and die alone. Her brother, Prince Eldric, was supposed to inherit the Alban throne."

The beast exhaled from its nose.

"And you, you are long overdue."

"I know."

They're a team that shouldn't exist.

"As for now... the peace of the world pillar is a major premise. And until the idea of ​​the world pillar is confirmed, I can't calculate anything." Speaking of this, the behemoth's ears drooped a little .

Adrian rubbed the warm fur under his palm: "I can understand."

"...Don't worry." After a pause, he added another sentence.

I don't know if it was because of the wind or something else, Jessie shook her ears slightly. The speed of the giant beast slowed down, and then slowly stopped in mid-air.

Suddenly, a tingling heat surged through my heart. That power flowed to his eyes, his willpower was as strong as a knight commander, and he endured the urge to reach out and rub his eyes for a long time—

Adrian blinked hard, and it took him a long time to regain his vision.

In his sight, the advancing beast swept countless thin limbs. The indescribable creature was entrenched in the sky and was extremely clear. It's a hair-raising spectacle, an eerie and eerie beauty.

Manipulating the power somewhat jerky, Adrian pulled the heat back. In the field of vision, the appearance of the monster disappeared immediately, and the clear blue sky returned again.

However, Jess showed this to himself, probably not to pick this time to teach him the use of power. Adrian thought for a moment and decided to keep his power in his eyes for now. He looked away from the monster covering the sky and looked at the beast.

"Hey Ed."

It was a familiar frivolous tone, but the furry head of the owner of the voice was straight forward without looking back: "Do you like me a little today?"

Familiar question, but the questioner is no longer that beautiful and somewhat illusory human youth. After a long time, Jesse Dylan asked again - the strange and magnificent life above his head was seeking answers from him through the mouth of a beast.

"Perhaps." Adrian replied, facing the sense of voyeurism from the package.

His **** was silent for a long time.

"Hmm." Finally, Jesse turned her head slightly. "Well, I'm probably going to fail again. At this point, I can't think of anything else to shake you."

Ice blue beast pupils flicker slightly, like the only sky between heaven and earth. Beneath the huge monster, this somewhat out of place thought crossed Adrian's mind.

"Shake?" he repeated.

"Yes," Jesse announced, "so I need to tell you my decision."

"Hmm."

"I don't think this is the end. If the world doesn't end - I'd take a moment to watch you and act with you. I'm bored anyway."

Adrian didn't answer, just listened patiently.

“…after all, I gave you my heart.”

The spindle-shaped pupils shrank, the beast emphasized so much. Thin translucent limbs brushed against Adrian's friar's uniform, dancing like dead branches of a weeping willow.

"Unfortunately, Adrian Cross. You cannot age or die until I die. We have a long time...if you end up being boring, I will kill you, take Get my power back. If you don't want to continue, I can help you end your life."

Jesse Dillon's tone became familiar, as relaxed as if he were discussing the recipe for dinner.

"You are human after all. Sooner or later you will see it all over time, and eventually you will be disappointed or tired. Until then, I will stay with you - I want to witness that moment. "

"Hmm."

"…and promise me not to die lightly. I don't want to say it a third time."

"Good."

"What are you laughing at? I'm not going to hide you now. I have no human love for you, I hope you don't misunderstand-"

"Maybe."

So answered the annoying believer.

Jessie turned her head angrily, and rushed towards Alban's royal city again. Behind him, the half asleep Oliver smacked his lips, covered his ears with white hair, and decided to continue sleeping for a while.

It's a pity that Oliver didn't sleep well. The tremor of the giant beast had just passed, and before he could regain his senses, a pair of sharp claws stepped on his face.

"Ramon's dead! I can't feel his breath! My God, Ramon's dead-" the grey parrot howled in horror, stomping on his face sadly step on.

"What!"

It sat down on Oliver's face.

"...Hey, still breathing." After a few seconds, the demon moved his **** away in disbelief. Bagelmore lowered his head and saw a pair of green eyes full of helplessness. "Why, what's going on? I can't perceive you!"

Oliver sighed, grabbed the grey parrot on his face, and jumped off Jesse's back.

Then he raised his head and looked at the magnificent royal city in front of him.

"Jesse. If your date with Mr. Cross is over, I think we can officially begin—"

Wipe the remaining blood stains on the sword of rest, Oliver's tone is not light, but there is no more confusion.

"Next, let's visit the Pillars of the World."

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Nemo: Come, please come.

The vice cp leads by another goal, Oliver cheers to keep up—

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Jesse: There's something wrong with this human.

Jessie: Let me see.

Jessie: Let me see…

Jessie:…

Jessie: I can't believe it! He will be shaken!

Jessie: …Forget it, I’d better shake it (?