Infinite Female Martial God's Plan To Be Nurtured

The Deep Sea

Warrior followed, jumping into the deep sea and successfully catching up with the witch's figure. He watched as the witch looked up at him, smiling, and though he couldn't hear her, he could hear her words clearly, as if filtered by water, but clearly discerning.

[Warrior, I said that because I am a witch of great evil, I will not pay it back.] Even if you live, you won't pay it back. Although the witch's words dissipated like foam in the sea, they could still reach the ears of the warriors clearly.

The warrior tried to respond to her words, but all his words turned into foam, unable to reach the other party, dissipating into the sea.

He chased the witch with all his might, sinking into the dark abyss. His hand reached farther and finally reached the witch's hand.

[Stupid warrior...] The witch whispered: [You finally escaped alive from the island, but you want to throw yourself into the sea]

The warrior chased desperately, trying to cling to the witch. He didn't want to let go, he didn't want to lose her.

[I won't let go of your hand.] The voice of the warrior came, still full of foam.

The witch felt a shock in her heart, and she understood what the warman meant. He didn't want to leave her, he didn't want to lose her.

[Your mood is pleased.] However, the witch continued: [However, the concubine body is a resident of fantasy, and you are a human being. It's time for us to go back to a different world.

Their surroundings gradually became dark, they had difficulty breathing, and their heads and ears began to ache. The warrior was barely holding the witch's hand, but gradually let go of his strength.

Eventually, their fingers parted and could no longer be clasped together.

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The warrior felt an irresistible force tear them apart, and he could no longer maintain contact with the witch. Their time is also coming to an accelerated end, belonging to their respective worlds. The witch's figure gradually disappeared, turning into a dark afterimage in the deep sea, leaving only memories in the hearts of the warriors. He watched in silence and feebly as the witch's vague figure faded away, sinking farther and farther away, and grief welled up in his heart.

In that dark deep sea, the warriors floated alone, looking into the distance.

At that moment, the warriors headed upwards and headed for the world of light.

The witch descended, leading to the dark world, and the two were torn apart by an irresistible force.

The witch watched as the warriors gradually floated to the brilliant sea, and her heart gradually calmed down.

Farewell, warrior. She silently said goodbye in her heart, and at the same time said thank you gratefully.

The warrior's body gradually disappeared into a dot and merged into the bright world, and the witch let go of the worries in her heart.

And the witch slowly closed her eyes, and her body gradually sank into the dark world of eternal loneliness, the hell that belonged to her.

At the junction of light and darkness, they finally separated.

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But at that moment, she felt it. Nothing like this could have happened.

Because the warriors have been reduced to a single point and disappeared into the distant side.

However, that is the warrior. A warrior who chases the witch here.

How can I let you escape, you belong to her, mine, the witch of gold.

Stupid fighters, stupid warriors.

If what you want is hell, I will fall with you.

If it's a world of nothingness, I'll disappear with you.

However, until the last moment before you disappear, you still belong to me.

The two hugged each other tightly, and fate could no longer tear the two of them apart.

The two became one and sank towards hell.

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In the dark deep-sea world where nothing could be seen, there was a soft sound, and a light shone brightly.

It is a warm, golden-colored glow.

Like a golden rose, it fluttered lightly and arrived at a world made of pure white and flawless sand.

There, there was a small box, half buried in the white sand.

It was Beatoriche's cat box, sleeping quietly at the bottom of the sea.

The golden rose landed gently on the box.

This is a story that takes place in the depths of the sea, the golden rose that shimmers faintly in the darkness of the infinite darkness, it tells a small but profound story.

With a loud roar, Liuxuan Island was blown into a mess. The massive blast wave lifted the peninsula off the ground, tearing the land into deep cracks. Flames rose into the air, staining the sky red, and the wind swept up the rubble and dust on the island, creating a terrifying storm.

From a bird's-eye view, the sight of Rokuxuan Island is chilling. The buildings on the island have been destroyed beyond recognition, rubble is scattered, flames are raging, and smoke is filled. Large swathes of land were blasted open, creating huge potholes and fissures, and the edges of the islands seemed to be torn apart, presenting a scene of chaos and fragmentation.

The ruins were littered with fragments of broken buildings and extinguished flames, a bleak sight. The vegetation on the island was almost completely destroyed, leaving only a blackened and shattered patch of trees. The sea water was kicked off by the shock wave, forming a huge tsunami that stirred up monstrous waves that spread to the surrounding sea.

The entire island of Liuxuan was reduced to a ruin, as if it had experienced a catastrophe. In this chaotic scene, smoke filled the air, flames burned, corpses scattered, and only the breath of silence and death came.

All the sins were blown up and sunk ~ destroyed ~ everything turned into dust and turned into insignificant nothingness as Sayin wished.

At this moment, a European-style lady dress, with blond hair and a ponytail, holding a golden cigarette stick and surrounded by golden butterflies, Beadoriche appeared from the void.

The crow hunted was quite curious, although the other party's expression was sad, but it was not as sad as Beatoriche who had just sunk to the bottom of the sea, it seemed that there was a difference between this Beatoliche and the Beatoriche at the bottom of the sea, and asked with a slight ponder and a rough guess: [Are you Sayin? or Beatoriche? or Jiayin?]

Beatoliche pursed her lips and said dishappily: [ Cooperate together to fight the 369 fragmented worlds of the alien evil god, which personality is the concubine, you can't tell at a glance? It's really sad for the concubine. Hearing

this, the crow smiled: [I heard it, you are the Beadolice of the Golden Witch personality.] We are about to leave this world, and before I leave, I want to give you the surprise that a wish I promised you came true. I just don't know if you want me to give this surprise to you directly? or to Sayin? Jiayin forget it, I don't think he likes Zhu Zhixiang much, I guess. Hearing

this, Beatliche asked with some surprise and uncertainty: [Your kindness,

the concubine has received it.] But the concubine really can't see what kind of power you have to release such big words. Obviously, when I fought with the alien evil god, we witches needed to help.

Hearing this, the crow hunted a little embarrassed and said: [That's because you don't know enough about us, and besides, we are not suppressed by the rules of your world.] What's more, when you kill the clone of the evil gods in another time and space, you can't come and witness our heroic appearance. Actually, we are very strong and handsome, okay.

Hearing this, Beatlicher raised her chin slightly and snorted haughtily, and sat down to watch what was going on.