Arcane Age

Outside the port of the Violet Islands, merchant ships flying different flags were coming in and out. It was another busy and fulfilling day. Only a few people knew that the owner of Violet, Master Xiwei, had fallen into a coma.

When Natalia returned to the Violet Castle and opened the door of the master bedroom, she saw Xi Wei sleeping on the bed, and her sister Meryl accompanying her.

Meryl was not in good spirits either, and was traumatized by her father's death, even though she didn't have that much contact with her parents. Xi Wei's coma made her even more overwhelmed. She didn't sleep all night, until the sun rose and she couldn't bear the exhaustion and fell down on the bedside.

Natalia walked forward, holding Xi Wei's hand with one hand and hugging her sister with the other. If she was still on the verge of an emotional explosion when she left Yunlan Sect, now she is as calm as a mountain. Suppressed all the emotions in his heart.

Her whole body was full of strength and her face was resolute, which brought great comfort and support to Meryl. Meryl leaned on her sister as if she were boneless, with tears slowly falling from the corners of her eyes.

"No one knows how long it will take for Xi Wei to wake up?" Natalia looked at her sleeping lover quietly. It was not until this moment that she realized how heavy the responsibility had been on his shoulders.

"I'm sorry, but that's the fact. Xiwei has entered a separate time sequence. He must wake up and break the situation to get out of trouble. No one can help him now, he can only rely on himself." Leaning on the edge of the window sill Chromie said softly.

"Are you the Fourth Lord Falkromy? Nice to meet you. I once listened to Xi Wei telling me about his experience in the Dark Territory, and you gave him a lot of help." Natalia stood up , stretched out his right hand towards Chromie.

Chromie nodded slightly, and the two shook hands.

Natalia did not exchange pleasantries, but directly made her request: "Can I go to the battlefield at Nice Pass again? I want to see with my own eyes the place where my father died!"

"Okay!" Natalia stopped Meryl and Christine who wanted to follow, and disappeared into the teleportation white light together with Chromie.

The entire Nice Pass has completely changed its appearance. The green hills that were originally covered with green plants have been re-coated with a layer of bronze color, just like an old time that has been stagnated in the photo, completely condensed in that moment.

There are still many humans or demons on the battlefield who still maintain their appearance in life, like gilded sculptures, but lifelike, perfectly maintaining the scene of the last moment before death.

Chromie brought Natalia to the center of the battlefield, where Xiwei's supernova erupted and her Time Dragon Breath erupted. The place had turned into a huge pit, and all other traces had been annihilated.

Natalia stepped into it step by step. She sensed the tragic and desperate battle. The peak combat power of the four demon kings was enough to crush any powerful force in the world. Even Xi Wei could not do it at all. It was impossible to save her father.

Her spirit began to spread, and her soul naturally merged with the surrounding world. The blood in her body began to burn. The wind elf bloodline belonging to the Bonaparte family was sensing the existence of another wind elf bloodline. The golden lion bloodline belonging to the French royal family is operating in a way that no one can explain.

Chromie watched this scene quietly, but did not stop him. This girl who has two top bloodlines, but has embarked on the path of a monk under the guidance of the great master Liu Yunlan, is experiencing a new and exciting situation. The inexplicable changes should be the evolution of Tao that the monk pursues, the direction he pursues throughout his life.

Gradually, Natalia finally sensed her father's aura. She slowly knelt on the ground and covered her chest with one hand. The energy traction and soul perception she had learned in Yunlan Sect finally came to her at this moment. After breaking through the bottleneck, under the combined influence of two completely different bloodline powers, she seemed to be with her father and experienced his last moments before his death.

Chatting, game, attack, organization, resistance, despair, hope, despair again, and finally, a calm and indifferent welcome to death.

The loyalty and friendship he persisted in had dissipated at the last moment, and he only had attachment and blessings for his wife and daughter in his mind.

Chromie saw a magical scene. Around Natalia, the souls of those who died in the battle were gathering and appearing. In fact, after suffering such a violent impact, these souls had already been completely broken and collapsed, and there was no hope of resurrection at all. However, at this moment, they are constantly reorganizing one by one, and all the broken pieces are being reconnected in an indescribable way.

This is definitely not necromancy, because necromancy only uses souls as casting materials, but all the souls gathered in front of them are filled with extremely rich emotions, which are the hottest and most intense at the moment they die in battle, like fireworks. Such gorgeous emotions.

Finally, the first complete human form came together. Even though the entire spirit body was glittering in color, Chromie still recognized his identity. It was Natalia's father, Carlo Bonaparte. count.

Beside the count, warriors from the dead reappeared one after another. They were wearing heavy armor and riding horses. With the brave and fearless fighting spirit in life, they rode one horse, two horses, until three hundred knight.

There were only 300 knights out of the 80,000-strong Southern Route Army. On the one hand, Natalia's abilities were still immature, and on the other hand, only true warriors could respond to Natalia's call.

Chromie can easily tell that these people are by no means reborn, let alone real soul reshaping. I am afraid that only real gods can do it. This is just Natalia intercepting these in a special way. The spirit of the warrior among the dead in the most glorious and glorious moment.

Natalia finally opened her eyes and stood up. She smiled at the golden shadow of her father in front of her: "Father, from today on, we will fight side by side and never be separated!"

Three hundred golden knights lined up in a neat queue, headed by Carlo Bonaparte, and gave Natalia a solemn military salute, and then they all turned into golden smoke and sand and blended into Natalia. inside the body.

Chromie took a deep breath, and she finally realized what had just happened. Xi Wei's fiancée had actually acquired abilities similar to the most primitive demigods, and these warrior souls were undoubtedly the prototypes of her petitioners!

"Natalia, are they...?" Chromie asked hesitantly.

Natalia smiled facing the sun: "I have found my own way, and that is war! Perhaps this is something Master has never thought of, right? Xi Wei once told me many stories, and I like the most among them. One, let’s call them heroic spirits!”

At this moment, Chromie no longer regarded Natalia as an ordinary mortal. In her, Chromie saw the prototype of a god, the original starting point.

"Next, go back to Ajaccio. You can't hide it from your mother anymore!" Natalia made a decision.

The white light of the teleportation technique flashed, and the two of them arrived in the sky above Ajaccio. However, what they saw was a devastation. Countless magic fires were raging on the earth. Half of Ajaccio had sunk to the bottom of the sea, but the blue castle was It became a ruin. Apparently demons ravaged the place and then left, leaving nothing but scorched earth.

Natalia's eyes turned blood red, and she dived directly into the blue castle like a cannonball. She searched with a trace of luck, but soon found her mother's body in the master bedroom.

She still looked like she had before her death, wearing a lake blue dress and lying quietly on the recliner, as if she had just slept. Only a trace of black blood flowing out of the corner of her mouth proved that she died of poison.

Princess Olivia died of suicide. At the last moment when she knew that there was no chance of survival, she did not want to fall into the hands of the devil and become a tool for the enemy to intimidate her husband, brother or daughter.

Natalia cried bitterly and leaned on her mother's body. Her hands were already shaking violently due to excessive exertion. She was just twenty years old and received the bad news that both her parents died in one day. This was an unbearable weight. blow.

Chromie stood quietly in the distance. Even though she was used to seeing joys and sorrows, this scene still made her heartache. She only hoped that the little girl could hold on strong and not be depressed by fate.

After a long time, Natalia struggled to stand up and said in the gentlest voice: "Mom, I brought dad back. We are a family of three and we want to be together forever, okay?"

The power of her bloodline started to run crazily again, not caring about the huge damage such overloaded operation would cause to herself. She finally condensed her mother's heroic spirit, which was a gentle woman like a small flower, and other golden Unlike other heroic spirits, she is uniquely white.

"Now we are together forever, and no one will leave the other!" Natalia cried and laughed, blood-colored tears sliding down her cheeks.

"Natalia, you..." Chromie asked worriedly.

"I'm fine. I've never been as clear about the future as I am now." Natalia stood up: "From this moment on, I have only one pursuit in my life, which is to sweep away the endless abyss and rid the world of demons!"

At this time, Natalia was like a real Valkyrie. Her will was as strong as steel, and only the burning will to fight burned in her body, and she moved forward indomitably.

Chromie said softly: "Natalia, you and Xi Wei. Believe me, he will not disappoint and will come out of the river of time soon."

Natalia's face finally showed a touch of tenderness: "Yes, there is also Xi Wei and Meryl, I am not alone. Don't worry, Chromie, as the patriarch of the Bonaparte family, Before I achieve my lifelong dream, I will never fall down easily!"