Chapter 1824

Latest URL:. Although the 50-minute adventure had only passed 14 minutes, the light of the torch no longer allowed him to waste time. So Xia De followed the fireball in the black fog and walked quickly to the tower, only to see the black shadow guarding the entrance blocking his and the fireball's way.

The black shadow spread his right hand flat toward Xia De, and his left hand held up two fingers.

"Two coins to get in?" The black shadow nodded. Xia De took a deep breath:

"It really is, the coins earned in the White Fog Camp have to be spent here. You won't even let me take one out, right?"

Although he said so, he still handed over the last two coins he had left. The black shadow gave way to the entrance and took the initiative to open the door for Xia De. The fireball flew in first, and Xia De followed behind.

The tower was also filled with black fog. The interior area of this dilapidated high tower was not large, not the kind of tower where Mr. Edmund of Coldwater Port lived, where people could live inside. Theoretically, the area should be the first floor of the largest high tower, but the stairs took up a quarter of the floor area.

The stairs were also made of stone, but stepping on them still felt quite dangerous. The spiral staircase led to the higher floors of the tower, and as Xia De stepped on the first step, the torch in his hand finally went out.

The coldness of the moment even made Xia De stop his movements completely. The black fog originally repelled by the light instantly swallowed him, and then retreated a little because of the silver light on his body surface. "You..."

He was already unable to stand up at this time to look at the picture in the oil painting. But he knew that this was the voice of the witch of the Seventh Era, Witch Emperor Miss Violet, and her niece, Miss Schultz Theresa, the principal of the Sexes Higher Medical College at the end of the era:

"Method to negate the power of emotions?"

Xia De reached out to support the wall so as not to fall. The numbness of the soul made his body become stiffer. The air exhaled from his mouth actually condensed into ice crystals in the air, and the negative emotions and thoughts that appeared because of those two games just now became more obvious at this moment.

"Ugh~"

In his heart, he seemed to see himself when he first came to this world, saw himself leaning against the door panel of St. Derand Square when he went out for the first time, panicked and even afraid because of the reality of all this.

Even the thoughts in his heart were interrupted because of fatigue. Unable to stand up, he crawled forward. His originally strong body was rubbed with bloodstains in just a moment. Pain could not make his consciousness clearer, but the same sound continued to come from the darkness.

In a trance, the appearance of Hela, who was wearing a white mask and waiting for him in the Osenfurt manor on the night of the Battle of Randall Valley, appeared in front of him again. Probably, what was hidden under the calm expression of the woman who possessed the real "Stone Heart" at that time was also this kind of feeling.

"I, just... want everything! No matter who I provoke, I will take all the responsibility. I, must, go to the end!"

Miss Olanod and Miss Feilianna watched Xia De in the oil painting, who was staggering and supporting the wall, unable to even straighten his waist:

The sound in his ears disappeared, but the voices in his heart appeared one after another.

It was as if someone had stabbed a sharp knife directly into his heart, and it was as if countless hands had grabbed Xia De's body, tearing his flesh off piece by piece. There was no scolding in those voices, just questions one after another, constantly wearing down Xia De's soul.

"Do you really have feelings for us?"

Xia De's eyes were already blurry, leaving only the faint light and shadow of the fireball. He did not continue to walk forward, but leaned against the wall with difficulty and reached out, wanting to touch the lady in the picture.

The white blood vomited out merged with the dust on the stone steps, and the body that was still relying on instinct to move upward finally stopped completely.

"If it's just this kind of trouble, at most it will only slow down my progress. It's okay, it's okay."

"However, it was just a first meeting in the Bai Yin Mountains. I met you and missed my whole life. Do you know that you were waiting for me, it was just a few weeks or months of time, I was looking for you, I was waiting for you, but I used up my whole life?"

"Although I have guilt in my heart, I will absolutely not let them down. I... will not

be, will not owe, I..."

The power erupted from his soul miraculously allowed Xia De to support his body with his arms again, and then he stood up little by little against the wall.

A familiar voice came, and the dizzy Xia De saw a familiar figure appear in the picture frame on the wall beside his hand.

The fireball led the way in front, but the darkness was still deep. The staggering Xia De continued to climb upward while clutching his chest. His breathing was completely chaotic, which represented the loss of control over his body.

"You and us are just a fleeting encounter. What makes you think that witches will fall in love with you at first sight, and what makes you think that we will remember you forever?"

"You in the Thousand Tree Forest, in order to defeat the master of the Blood Feast, had to ask us for help and call us your teacher. But when you saw us at that time, what did you treat us as in that dark corner of your heart?"

He leaned against the wall and tried to continue forward. His two legs seemed to have the weight of a thousand pounds. After falling suddenly, he wanted to climb up again, but his body had already lost the strength to do so.

Every part of his body was asking him to stop and rest, and the severe pain in his heart also made him want to turn around and leave, no longer suffering from these tortures. But in the end, he was still lying on the steps, reaching out to a higher place, struggling to continue crawling forward:

Xia De saw the past and also understood clearly what he had done since then until now.

From stepping on the first step to now, time had only passed a few minutes, but the outsider felt that he could no longer walk. ap.

"What is your opinion of us on the other side of time and space?"

A few short sentences made Xia De, who was already in a mess, truly feel angina. Clearly, after having the 【Stone Heart】, his heart would no longer have any problems. But hearing Chloe's inquiry, hearing her inquiry that didn't have too many questions but just stated the facts, he still felt the pain in his heart piercing his soul.

He tried hard to breathe, tried hard to adjust his thoughts, and tried hard to say the words he wanted to say most in his heart at this dying moment. Of course, he knew clearly what he had done and of course understood what he had chosen.

The sound from above was as if the two ladies were standing on Xia De's side, looking at him with disgusted eyes, and he could touch their high heels if he reached out:

He was already unable to say a word. The deterioration of his physical condition was more serious than he imagined. The emotions in his magnified soul made his body, which was already difficult to maintain, completely out of control.

"When you meet these brand-new girls, when you have your first communication with us, do you really not feel heartache?"

"I..."

Although guilty, he would never regret it. Although he knew what he did was wrong, he swore that he would not let anyone be sad because of him.

He gasped, adjusted his state, and then continued to climb upward with difficulty while supporting the wall:

The oil painting screen was yellowed, and there were even traces of wormholes, but that did not affect the sound clearly entering Xia De's ears:

Chloe, with long silver hair, stood in front of the snow-capped mountain and asked Xia De under the picture frame. The unbound silver hair swayed in the wind, and on the calm face, her eyes seemed to look directly through Xia De's soul.

"Calling yourself a teacher, but you have only been using our help all along. When you stood at St. Derand a thousand years later, can you still remember what you once said? Xia De Hamilton, what exactly did you treat us as?"

The third sound disappeared like the previous two. Xia De knew that he was almost done for. Every time he moved his body, it felt like he was powerless after fighting with all his strength and facing a strong enemy again. Lying on the steps at this moment, even inflating his lungs to breathe was difficult to continue.

The staggering footsteps made a heavy sound every time he stepped on the ground. Even though the silver moon light on his body surface was stable, Xia De gradually felt his vision become blurry.

"I... will definitely go to see you, to find you, even if it takes a hundred years, a thousand years."

In the flower room planted with various flowers, the witches sat on the left and right sides of the table. The witch on the right had light yellow hair coiled up,

wearing a green dress, and yellow and silver crescent pendants hanging from her pointed ears. The witch on the left had long golden hair tied up and hanging down from her right shoulder, wearing a gorgeous purple dress, as beautiful as a violet.

He missed the purple-eyed girl, missed the writer and the princess, missed Galina, and missed the cat.

The violent trembling of the soul triggered changes in the Fate Ring. The four-colored spiritual lights of gold, silver, brass, and white iron gradually lit up the dark high tower stairs. The spiritual rune symbolizing 【Great Sin】 was brighter than the light of all other spiritual runes.

There were no decorations on both sides of the stairs. Although there were no windows, blank picture frames would appear on the wall every distance. While the swaying Xia De was leaning against the curved wall and climbing upward with difficulty, portrait figures also appeared in those empty picture frames.

Some people were questioning how much Xia De's heart could be divided; some people were in pain, wondering which of Xia De's words were sincere and which were false; some people were shedding tears, saying nothing, but as if they had said everything; some people were angry, they didn't understand what courage and guts Xia De had to dare to circle among so many girls without any self-blame and guilt.

And waiting for him in the next painting was someone he could never forget.

Xia De's lips trembled, and he said that sentence:

He moved forward step by step, pursuing the fireball in front and continuing to climb in a situation where his eyes were almost completely blind and he was holding the last breath in his chest.

"What exactly are we to you?" "Oh, it's so cold~"