Don't confiscate my identity as a human race-Chapter 1182 - 793: Lankros’s Final Outcome_7
Talia asked in surprise.
It wasn't her imagination after all!
So, according to the third simulation...
After Lankros became Undead, he would see a mysterious little grey cat?
"Yes."
Lanci affirmed.
"Even though the effects of the Immortal Eternal Penalty in this simulation were the same as in the second, why didn't we see the little grey cat the second time, but this time it's different?"
Talia didn't have time to analyze where the little grey cat came from, she just felt puzzled and confused.
"The end of the second simulation may have been the obliteration of civilization, where most living beings in the world probably couldn't survive, while the end of the third simulation might be the rebirth of the world, where most beings in the north survived, so there appeared someone from Destiny capable of saving Lankros..."
Lanci shared his speculation.
Before they could finish discussing.
The world became illusory, flickering.
The void seemed unable to sustain itself.
A strand of silver light pierced through layers of darkness.
In an instant, the endless dark was shattered by the dazzling light.
The shackles and Curse on Lanci's body were also dissolved one by one.
He regained control of his body and was able to move again.
"..."
Lanci walked out from the Mirror of Tiberius, returning to the deepest underground of Purgatory Corridor Academy, a place he hadn't been to in a long time.
This was a transparent room wrapped by the Eternal Night Sky, with sparse starlight around, providing just enough brightness for his vision to clearly see the scene in front of him.
Inside the Central Chamber, he saw a world vastly different from the school.
The hypnotic walls swallowed most of the light and echoes, leaving only the sound of a hot pulse to be heard.
Feeling the beating of his heart, he also believed that he had once again come back to life.
The trial of the Inverted Lord, is to repeatedly traverse between life and death, and only those who cross over life and death can obtain the future from him.
"Welcome back."
Tamisha, holding an energy line in one hand, said to him.
To her, it seemed that only a little time had passed.
But the Phantom Demon had this expression again.
"It's you..."
Perhaps it was the light from the Central Energy Room that was a bit dazzling, or maybe it was just because he had just stood up, his vision darkening, Lanci fell into a daze.
He stood foolishly in front of the Mirror of Tiberius, looking at Tamisha's figure, which seemed like that of a grey cat.
Tamisha's youthful face slowly started to overlap with the blurry image of the grey-haired Demonic Girl in Lanci's dreams.
"Tamisha... I've come back."
Lanci gradually smiled, smiled with relief.
It was a smile as if a burden had been lifted.
And like he could finally leave this era with peace of mind, a smile of farewell.
"Why are you looking at me and smiling."
Tamisha asked the Phantom Demon.
Her speech was always toneless, so her questions sounded like declarative sentences.
Tamisha found that every time the Phantom Demon walked out from the Mirror of Tiberius, his mental state would become tired and fluctuating, which worried her greatly.
She raised both hands, signaling to the Phantom Demon that she could hug him.
"Tamisha... Maybe a long time in the future, I'll have to rely on you to save me once more..."
Lanci walked up to Tamisha, hugged the petite figure, and pleaded.
"What do you mean."
Tamisha moved her head, asking Lanci.
This Phantom Demon was so strong that he could protect her from the hands of Melogas, so why was he seeking her protection?
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"You'll understand later."
That should be a hundred years later, when Tamisha grew into a Demonic Girl, old enough to attend Purgatory Corridor Academy.
By then she no longer recognized who this black mist Undead was, and the shattered black mist Undead had also lost his memory.
However, the halves of a soul bestowed by Calila will eventually link their Destinies together.
This was something only Lankros, thousand years later, in his present dreams knew about.
Histories' Lankros at this timeline would still not know who might save him in the future.
But Lanci understood.
He understood everything.
"Could it be that Lankros will have a third Fated True Maiden...?"
Talia muttered to herself in a daze.
She also somewhat understood what kind of stories might unfold after Blood Moon Bad World ended.
But those were stories for another time.
"How long will that be?"
Tamisha innocently asked.
She had no great concept of time or numbers.
"Maybe a hundred years."
Lanci released her, smiled, and answered her.
"Then no problem, I will protect you."
Tamisha breathed a sigh of relief and counted out the largest number she knew,
"My promise is valid for a hundred thousand years, Goddess of Destiny as my witness."
She extended her little finger, hooked it around the Phantom Demon's finger, and made a promise.
