The Fire-Chasing Herrscher Who Destroyed the World

Chapter 212 Xier

Dizzy, dark, cold...

This is the first thing the girl feels after returning to consciousness.

"Well……"

She fell down on the rough ground and suddenly began to breathe rapidly, and her body began to twitch.

"Uh-uh--"

She held up her upper body with one hand, and covered her abdomen with the other hand, retching continuously, as if she could spit out all the seawater she had swallowed in her abdomen.

She didn't stop retching until her hearing returned and she heard the familiar noise of humans.

She finally realized that she was back in the "world" again.

And the suffocating sea water is just a product of human imagination when facing the unknown dimension.

Xi'er's limbs were still a little weak, so she turned her body over and leaned against the wall, her teeth and body trembling from the cold. She looked at the night sky that was turned crimson, and the few neon lights on the horizon that were constantly swaying and intertwining in the sky.

I have seen such lights, and the girl is trying to find them in her memory.

She quickly remembered the "Victory Dance" held on the big spaceship. It was said to be a dance, but Sister Velvet's magic had conquered almost everyone's attention. That is, the colorful lights were intertwined like this, and in the end everything Gathered to the focus of the stage - her.

And when thinking about this, it's hard not to think of Kosmo's brutal sonic attack.

Xier smiled slightly and covered her ears.

But then she realized - what's the use?

Those are all...things that exist in memory...

Xier slowly lowered her hand, and her smile gradually faded.

The noise came from far away, and the place she was in was just a narrow and dark alley. After a slight sniff, the air was filled with a disgusting stench.

Coincidentally, this stench was familiar to Xi'er - it was a combination of human and animal excrement, rotten garbage and food residues.

It was also... the smell she could often smell in the alleys of Twilight Street.

Wait a moment!

Thinking of Dusk Street, Xier suddenly became excited.

"No, is it such a coincidence?"

She rubbed the wall behind her. Obviously, this method could not be used to judge whether this was Twilight Street.

But Xi'er seemed to have decided this, and she staggered out of the alley in the moonlight and began to run aimlessly in the darkness.

Gradually, she felt that the buildings on both sides of the road were becoming more and more familiar, but the more so, the more uneasy she felt - was this really Twilight Street? Is this really Twilight Street?

In the end, her steps gradually slowed down and she stayed in place.

"Good Luck Bridge..."

What appeared in front of Xi'er was the overpass that she would never forget.

Three years ago, in despair, she made a sharp turn from this bridge, and then drove her out-of-control sports car into the outer wall of the Golden Courtyard.

Then, her whole life changed.

So how could she forget this place?

Inexplicably, a storm of sadness arose in her heart, and she hugged the pillar of the overpass, even though her hands could not be closed, even though the surface of the pillar was rough and cold, and even though no one could give her love in the dead night. Respond to…

But she just hugged the pillar and cried uncontrollably.

In fact, even she herself couldn't tell clearly why the tears were pouring out.

So this sadness comes and goes quickly.

Then Xi'er quickly regained her composure, wiped away her tears, rubbed her eyes, and patted the dust on her skirt - she was still wearing the plain white skirt that Mikael bought for her.

Finally, she held the pendant given to her by Aponya tightly and walked towards the darkness in front of her - she was too familiar with the streets and alleys here. She crossed the Good Luck Bridge and continued deeper along the alley in front of her. It didn't take much If you take a few steps, you can see the brilliant lights of the Golden Courtyard that last all night.

That was also the only light that could give Xi'er warmth in the dark night on Dusk Street.

With this hope, she moved forward step by step, like a moth flying towards the candlelight...

But she was destined to be disappointed.

Here...the Golden Courtyard is the same as everything around it, and the entire Twilight Street.

Dark, cold, dead.

In fact, she should have thought of it earlier. If the Golden Courtyard was as brilliant as it once was, she should have seen the lights at the Good Luck Bridge!

Is this place abandoned?

Under the cold moonlight, the originally white wall had already been covered with all kinds of graffiti. There were also all kinds of obscene words written next to the graffiti. If they were still here, it shouldn't be like this.

But Xier still didn't believe it.

"What if, what if Brother Mikael is too lazy to take care of this? What if they turn off the lights to save electricity?"

Xier cannot and does not want to accept this fact.

She believed that Brother Mikael was fine. After all, they had met in the World Bubble two days ago, and some of the graffiti on the wall were obviously dated.

That means he abandoned her... No, he didn't abandon her, but it was better than abandoning her.

He left her in the world bubble for no reason, and he didn't even tell her about moving to the Golden Courtyard...

Xi'er's face gradually turned painful and ferocious.

She choked and squatted down holding her head.

At the same time as the emotional breakdown, the physical structure of the brain also sent uncontrollable pain - it was like being split in half with an axe, and then the whole person and consciousness were split apart.

A slideshow of memories appeared in front of my eyes. Likewise, this memory was divided into two halves, as if one eye was looking at each half.

At the beginning, those memories were completely consistent "re-enactments", but as I grew older, there were more and more contradictions between the two memories.

"Sister...doesn't exist? How is that possible!"

"This kind of experiment...ahhh!"

The sudden sound brought Xi'er's thoughts back to reality.

She was still holding her head, and the two completely different and conflicting memories in her mind were still intersecting. But she raised her head and turned to the source of the sound, and saw three gangsters coming out of the golden courtyard. He was also carrying a few sacks in his hands, all of which were filled with "trophies" plundered from the abandoned courtyard.

It was hard for them not to notice Xi'er squatting in the middle of the street with her head in her arms. The three of them looked at each other and walked towards her side by side with a tacit understanding.

"Hey! You... wait, boss, she's not that..."

"Holy shit it's her!"

"Boss...why don't you leave her alone..."

What a coincidence. Those three people were three of the gangsters who had chased her back then. However, the boss of the other two people seemed to have been changed. This was normal in Twilight Street.

But the gangster who was called the boss suddenly stopped retreating, took off the old peaked cap on his head, and slapped the two younger brothers twice.

"Idiot! Idiot! It's been more than a year since these people moved away! This girl must have been abandoned. I didn't see that she was alone!"

He laughed, seemingly without any scruples, but in fact he was so panicked that he walked forward in batches, only to hear Xi'er speak:

"abandon?"

The girl's body trembled.

"Eh?"

"abandon……"

"abandon!"

That heavy memory kept lingering in the girl's mind. The thought of being abandoned, the thought of the past in the laboratory... Her eyes suddenly glowed red, and she suddenly jumped up from her crouching position and pulled out the paper in front of her. The dagger hanging on the man's waist stabbed into his heart accurately.

One knife, two knives, three knives...

The snow-white dress was soaked in blood. She pushed away the liquid that was gradually losing its temperature without expression, and cut off the throats of the other two gangsters before they screamed.

"Ho...ho ho...ho..."

The temperature of the blood covered up the coldness of the night, and the smell of blood covered up the rest of the stench.

She raised her head and finally smoothed out all the memories in her mind.

So that’s it… So that’s it…

She started running again, she ran to the nursing home on Dusk Street, she wanted to confirm one more thing.

She soon got her answer and the nursing home was vacated.

They took all the children away except her.

"..."

So she turned her gaze to the crimson night sky of Brindi.

If there is a base of Fire Chaser in the world bubble, then it must also exist in the real world, right?

Brother Mikael, where can you go? It should be the Fire Chasing Moth, right?

good good good good……