Chapter 3794

"Miss Annette, I, I'm here!"

Stella, panting, ran into the plaza. Outside the plaza was the howling wind and snow, but inside the plaza, there was no wind, and there was no snow on the ground. This was the influence brought to the plaza when the God descended just now, but this was not important now.

Luweiya explained:

"Just now, not long after you withdrew from the battlefield, I calculated the time and left with Ai Li. Others cannot leave, otherwise they won't be able to persist until Xia De's return; Grandma Cassandra stayed on the ship to support the situation. There must be at least one Great Witch on the ship, the castle, and the high tower, so Grandma didn't come over either."

The purple-eyed diviner was not surprised at all that the 11th girl to arrive was her:

"Only girls who have a close enough connection with Xia De are qualified to play the music, so I didn't call the witch followers to make up the numbers. It's almost time."

"But the number of people is not enough. It's hard to say how the effect will be with eleven people."

Bella said worriedly. Just at this time, the twelfth figure appeared, and Danister also appeared in the plaza braving the wind and snow.

"It seems I came at the right time. One person is still missing."

Miss Librarian just took a rough look and knew the number of people:

"Where is Xiris? Isn't she also on the ship?"

"Something happened in the town twenty minutes ago, and she took away the last support team left on the ship."

Bella explained. She calculated the time point given by Luweiya and felt that her heartbeat was getting faster and faster. This was the diviner's inspiration frantically reminding her not to miss the time:

"Winnie, can't you transfer the people we need directly? Anyone will do!"

Miss Maid also had a serious face:

"No, the aftermath of the God's power, the doomsday environment, and the chaotic tide of elements work together. At most, I can only transfer Miss Larsen from nearby under the cliff to our vicinity like just now."

Sylvia then asked Luweiya:

"Do we still need to wait? It's going to be too late."

Not only her, but others also noticed that the wind and snow around them were getting smaller, and the blue starry sky above the plaza and the stars twinkling in it were returning. The moonlight was gathering its light on them in the 【Oracle Plaza】, as if the whole world was urging them to start playing as soon as possible.

Everyone understood that it would be too late if they didn't start.

"Wait another ten seconds."

Luweiya, who was suppressing her breathing frequency, closed her eyes. When she opened them ten seconds later, the wind and snow around the plaza had completely stopped, and the other eleven people had adjusted their positions and formed a circle with her in the center of the 【Oracle Plaza】.

The cat standing on Ai Li's head didn't intend to get involved in this matter, because Luweiya's shadow suddenly made a stepping action on the ground, so a string of golden runes lit up on the ground. The meaning of the runes was a name everyone was familiar with. Then, in the light of that string of runes, Demigod Adele lifted her skirt and stood up:

"Who is calling..."

She saw the shadow behind Luweiya at a glance, and changed her words:

"Fortunately, when I was summoned by him just now, I was worried that he would have an accident if he stayed here alone, so I left a summoning rune in advance."

After Adele of the Past World finished speaking, she didn't care what expressions the girls had, and explained to herself:

"What was left on the battlefield was a time clone. I don't need a Ring of Fate to adapt to doomsday, so the influence of the main body leaving the battlefield is not great."

For this Adele from the "future," Luweiya had nothing to say. She handed the music score in her sleeve to the witch with a tear mole, and the latter just took a look and nodded:

"Very simple, no problem."

After speaking, she looked at Luweiya again. Although her mood was particularly complicated, she knew she couldn't delay, so she reached out to Luweiya:

"Let the two of us be the core of the ceremony."

Luweiya held her hand and felt the other party shiver, but Luweiya was not in the mood to think too much at this time, and grabbed Ai Li's hand with the other hand:

"Add Ai Li, so the effect of the ceremony will be the best. Ai Li, no need for the triangle, is it okay to sing?"

"Okay!"

So Luweiya and Ai Li broke away from the circle formed by the twelve people. Then Adele waved her hand again. Except for Ai Li who was still in that white robe, the clothes on everyone including herself changed into the appearance of formal long dresses according to each person's background characteristics, and the boots and flat shoes originally worn to adapt to fighting also changed into high heels of various colors.

Luweiya was in a purple long dress, her shoulder-length hair tied up with a purple silk ribbon, while Adele herself was in a golden long dress. This was not illusion but object transformation. Living in the doomsday era, mastering this ability was very necessary.

The wind and snow completely subsided around them, and the moonlight, like a spotlight, projected obliquely from the night sky onto the thirteen girls in gorgeous dresses at this moment.

They adjusted their moods and expressions, each smiling and spinning in place to let their skirts spread out. Then the ten girls on the outer circle lifted their skirts to greet the three in the middle, and the three in the middle held hands back to back.

Luweiya's hoarse voice began to sing to the moon alone, then Adele and Ai Li's voices sounded one after another, and the ten musical instruments began to play only after the three people's singing sounded together. Tonight, the moon sets, tonight, the moon rises—

【Silver stars hidden under the pale veil,

You fall on the cliff of ice and snow that no one knows,

Listen, the shattered crown of the sage is whispering—

The moon will eventually hide in the bottomless abyss.】

Luweiya, Adele, and Ai Li let go of their hands, the three held their hands in front of their chests, closed their eyes and looked up at the moonlight, while the ten girls playing instruments took a step back in their high heels—

【Oh, my silver-white groom!

Let tears slide down from your left eye,

In the Moon-Setting Tower where the cat jumps,

After my thirteenth dance,

Your pulse will start again in the womb of the new moon.】

Luweiya, Adele, and Ai Li spun in place until the three faced each other, their six hands overlapped in the center, and then stretched upward together—

【The kiss of the past is still branded on the faded divination card,

Use a quill to dip the blood on my wrist to smear the Moon Mark,

Weave your and our marriage contract with laurel and night jasmine,

May the holy silver chain pierce the path of life and death.】

Except for the girls who had to play instruments, others sang together with the three in the middle at this moment—

【The nine-fold ring reverses in the sea of stars,

Every cluster of light is the lamp that guides you home,

Crossing the snowy mountain where the frost-colored fog disperses,

I call for the silver shuttle to return.】

The bright moonlight made the thirteen people seem to solidify into a painting. Under the moonlight and starry sea, they sang their common wish—

【Return, rebirth, please rise again,

Your and our souls blend,

We are stars, you are the moon,

You once promised us—

Stars and moon will snuggle together, blend together.】

Below the Saint's Cliff—

"Who is singing?"

The 【Lucky】 bullet shot toward the God, but eventually hit Xia De's brow.

At the same time the God put down his empty gun, the "dead" Xia De's body staggered and tilted. After swaying twice, he fell downward from the edge of the 【Saint's Cliff】.

The howling wind could not lift him, and the blowing snow just brushed past him. He heard someone singing, but he could no longer see the surroundings.

He could only feel himself falling, falling in the darkness, body and soul falling together, as if falling into a bottomless abyss.

The death bestowed by the God arrived, but the 【Lucky】 bullet, together with the singing, brought the final opportunity—after all, the condition for winning stated by the Evil God was not dying after firing, and He did not stop Xia De from using his own power to prevent death.

Thus, the Outsider seemed to remember something. He remembered that this was not the first time he had fallen like this.

His tightly closed eyes opened during the fall. The Outsider, falling like a puppet, tried to lift his head to look upward.

On that cliff, at the very top of the Moon Tower, he hoped that there would be golden and silver figures holding hands, watching him from a high place.

But this time, the high place was empty.

"Why?"

Darkness wrapped around him again as he fell. The body was as blind as last time, and the soul became foolish again as last time.

He would fall into a dream that would never wake up, he would fall into a dream that would never end.

But the singing calling for the moon to rise again became clearer at this moment. This time the Outsider heard it; it was the singing of his own girls, calling for him.

"I cannot... fall again."

The ignorant consciousness glowed with a ray of light. This time no one was watching Xia De from the high place, but this time, they were all singing for him from the low place.

Unwilling to leave, unwilling to sleep, unwilling to give up. The Outsider tried to reach out his hand upward during the fall, so the memories that were hidden deep in the soul, clearly existing but unable to be remembered, finally surged into his heart.

On a starry night in the spring of 1853, he had reached the Moon-Worshipping Tower.

Stepping over corpses, climbing the tower alone.

He seemed to have admired someone, he seemed to have protected someone, he seemed to have helped someone, he seemed to have followed someone's figure, he seemed to have touched someone's roots, he seemed to have been guided by someone.

Then he jumped, falling from the top of the tower, while the golden and silver figures holding hands at the high place just watched him.

Crack!

Silver-white thunder exploded in the starry sea. The starry sea, which had been covered by dim yellow light, lit up with countless starlight at this moment.

Someone was smiling gently—

【That year, whose roots were they?】

"Moon Sorcerer - Helena Carter!"

The memory was still blurry, but the answer blurted out.

【That moon, whose guidance was it?】

"Astrologer - Euclid!"

The falling Outsider said the answer he didn't know.

【That night, whose figure was it?】

"Werewolf Witch - Miss Sibel Beast!"

Stars filled the sky, three moons hung in the air, the starry sea shone, miracles reappeared—

【At that time, what had someone said to you?】

"Falling traveler, rewriting the poem of the world!"

In "her" laughter, the girls' singing reached the last stanza. Thus, Xia De, who had broken away from the blurry memories, saw his hand reaching upward during the fall, and touched the hand reaching out from the high place.

Last time no one stopped his fall, this time, the silver figure smiled and grabbed him from the high place.

Xia De then held the hand she reached out from the high place. Her hand was a bit cold, its hand was very gentle. He looked up at the moon in the starry sea, and the stars were congratulating him at this moment.

"You..."

Xia De opened his eyes lying in the snow. He was awake.

?? PS: Xia De—【Time and Space】 【Silver Moon】

? Low: Echo of time and space, vibrating the sleeping power;? Middle: Shadow of the silver moon, guiding the final direction;? High: Falling traveler, rewriting the poem of the world.