Chapter 1485

"Clorinde" threw down the sharp blade in her hand, opened her arms, and stood calmly in front of Navia.

Navia looked blankly at the "Clorinde" in front of her.

She inexplicably felt that something was wrong, but couldn't explain it clearly.

"Don't dare to do it, or are you hoping to kill me in a duel?"

"Just like I killed your father in a duel?"

"Clorinde" smiled and suddenly picked up the sharp sword in her hand and stabbed at Navia.

Navia quickly helped "Callas" and took a big step back.

However, soon, "Clorinde's" sword had already reached her front.

Helplessly, Navia could only raise the weapon in her hand to block and counterattack.

After a battle, "Clorinde's" offensive gradually weakened.

Navia seized an opportunity to knock the sharp blade in her hand down.

"You won, now you can kill me."

"Clorinde" closed her eyes, looking like she was ready to die.

This made Navia's frown tighten even more.

Ask yourself, does she really have the qualification and necessity to kill Clorinde?

Dueling with Clorinde, and even being killed by Clorinde, was clearly Callas's own choice.

Navia knew very clearly that if Callas hadn't forced Clorinde to kill him, Clorinde wouldn't have taken action.

Just when Navia felt confused, she suddenly noticed that her ankle was grabbed by someone.

"Father?"

Navia looked back and found that her father Callas, who had died earlier, had actually opened his eyes again.

He stretched out his right hand, shedding blood and tears, and grabbed Navia's ankle.

"Do it, Navia!"

"Kill that woman, take revenge for me!"

"Callas" said to Navia with a voice full of resentment.

"But, but..."

Navia pouted, a bit flustered.

"What are you still hesitating about? You clearly have already defeated her."

"Could it be that you actually don't care about my life or death?"

"Callas" questioned.

"It's not like that, I have always cared about you."

Facing her "father's" denial, Navia shook her head quickly.

"Then why haven't you done it yet?"

"Callas" continued to be aggressive, even standing up miraculously.

He held Navia's hand that was holding the weapon and extended it toward "Clorinde's" neck.

The sharp edge crossed "Clorinde's" skin, leaving a scarlet bloodstain.

The edge only needed to move forward one more step to leave a hole in "Clorinde's" neck.

"Come on, do it."

"Just one more step forward."

"Callas's" voice circled around Navia's ear, constantly pushing Navia.

"That's right, kill me. You should really want to do this."

"Clorinde" said.

"No, no."

Seeing the skin on "Clorinde's" neck becoming more and more scarlet, a trace of clarity flashed in Navia's dizzy head.

She always felt that if she really took action against the "Clorinde" in front of her.

She would lose something very important.

"What's wrong, you really want to kill me, right."

"Clorinde" said with a smile.

"No! I didn't." Navia shook her head.

"You clearly hate me, don't you?" "Clorinde" seduced.

"Or, you actually don't love me?" "Callas's" voice had a trace of anger.

This was an emotion Navia had never felt from her father, making Navia feel quite strange.

Both "Callas" and "Clorinde" seemed to be urging Navia to take action.

No!

There must be something wrong!

Navia gritted her teeth and flashed to the side, slightly away from "Clorinde" and "Callas."

"Why dodge, don't you hate me?"

"Clorinde" frowned.

Hatred?

Navia's mind flashed through her childhood with Clorinde, flashed through Clorinde's hesitation when dueling with father Callas.

Clorinde actually didn't want to kill father Callas, so do I really need to hate Clorinde?

"Why escape, don't you want to take revenge for me?"

"Callas" scolded.

Revenge?

But father Callas clearly almost begged Clorinde to kill him.

Since that's the case, why would father still need others to take revenge for him?

Everything is... an illusion in my heart?

That's right! Everything in front of me is just an illusion!

Navia's eyes fixed, and she looked firmly at "Callas" and "Clorinde" in front of her.

"Good eyes, are you finally going to take action against me?"

"Clorinde" mocked with a smile.

"Finally have the courage to take revenge for me?"

"Callas's" tone was still cold.

"I will take revenge for you, father."

"But I will only take revenge on your true enemy."

Navia said solemnly.

Without waiting for "Callas" to respond, Navia looked at "Clorinde" again.

"And you, you are not my enemy, Clorinde."

"Sorry for distancing myself from you for so long."

"I just couldn't accept the fact that father died at your hands."

"But I have actually known it deep in my heart."

"Father died at your hands because of his own choice; that was not your choice."

After Navia finished speaking, she stepped forward and hugged "Clorinde" in her arms.

"Sorry for everything, Clorinde."

When Navia's voice fell, the stone that had been hanging in her heart also fell.

At the same time, a faint, warm light enveloped Navia.

Making Navia close her eyes involuntarily.

When she opened her eyes again, the original duel field was gone,

Replacing it was a starry sky that felt inexplicably familiar—a universe where one could pay respects to the Aeons!

Unlike the confusion in Navia's eyes, somewhere behind Navia, Luo Feng had a smile on his face.

"It finally succeeded; finally someone can see an Aeon."