Updated: 2012-11-05

"And angels and devils are nothing but elle compared to our own light and darkness."

This is the sigh that the great sage of the undead Alanthir, witnessing the ruined scene of Tarengarde, the capital of the Griffon Empire, after the end of the Sixth Eclipse War.

And what this sentence refers to is something that this sage who specializes in the soul will never see through - the human heart.

Nicolle was impulsive because of pride, Isabel was blind because of love, Elarik fell down because of his family affection... After countless tragedies and comedies, nothing more than fragile and changeable human hearts, but there is a feeling that makes people do things that they would never think of in the past - love.

How terrible is a woman’s obsession caused by love?

Artoria was thinking about this question from the beginning of the battle, but until she fought from the front to the back, from the morning to the afternoon, from the middle of the sun to the sunset, the answer was never reached...

In other words, this is simply an unsolvable answer, because it may be even more unreasonable just like her changing to the opponent's force field.

The almost crazy battle can be seen from the irregular pits at the foot of the holy mountain that the soft grass witnessed this tragic battle. Perhaps the orcs would never have thought that in the holy land they respect most, four women would have turned upside down because of love...

"Barrier of will!"

With a sword, a golden shield suddenly appeared on Artoria, and an imperceptible ripple suddenly passed through the air.

Bang ~

In the muffled sound, the shield used to resist spiritual spells broke out in response to the sound, but Artoria did not have the heart to think about whether the sneak attacker was Feng Lingyin or Ouyang Riko, because Feng Jingyin's overwhelming ice rain once again fell on her head.

"ha!"

In a sprint, Artoria dragged the shadows into the area where she was originally located, and then she didn't even stabilize her body and ran directly towards Feng Jingyin, who had just released the spell. This is also the reason why she was able to persist until now. The three ladies did not seem to have considered the issue of combat configuration at first...

As a game, although their skills are not bad, they are not yet far from being able to transcend profession restrictions and are still affected by health, defense, speed, etc.

Although Feng Jingyin has certain melee ability, she is essentially a mage. Not to mention Feng Lingyin, an absolute mage is better, but she can only be regarded as a half assassin and half mage. In short, all three of them have two characteristics - less blood and low defense.

Artoria, a serious knight, has a very domineering attack ability, and also has extraordinary speed, recovery, health, and defense. She is not a little stronger than those three in close combat.

Then everyone will say that if a mage hits a knight, isn’t that a mother hitting her daughter?

At first, the three of them thought so, but when they really fought, they found that the other party was incredibly fast, completely beyond the expected range, and even faster than the vast logarithmic assassins. It became an impossible task to get rid of the other party's closeness...

So, the originally expected blitzkrieg did not appear, but instead turned into a war of attrition. However, for the three ladies, they did not have any gains. At least after almost an hour of fighting, they found that they were wrong.

They chose the wrong place. Artoria's spiritual sense can strengthen itself according to the surrounding element density. As the shelter of the sky dragon Eras, the density of the wind element has almost reached a saturation state. Even a small wind blade can have the power to divide gold and break iron, so they have to face a knight whose speed has been strengthened dozens of times.

"What a tenacious iron cockroach!"

Artoria's attack came almost instantly. After cursing inwardly, Feng Jingyin had to quickly support a few ice shields.

"break!"

Several afterimages were seen passing outside the ice shield. When Feng Jingyin's next spell was not ready, her ice shield had collapsed, and the long sword wrapped in dazzling arcs pierced directly from the side.

"Water Incarnation."

In an instant, the long sword carrying terrifying electricity slashed through the dispersed water mist, causing a harsh crackling sound, and Feng Jingyin, who was dodging the blow, soon appeared not far away again.

"Secret of the Moon!"

As soon as Artoria's attack failed, a crisp whisper came from behind her, and a black crescent moon descending from the sky followed one after another.

"Hmph! Fengwu Random Blade!"

He turned his head slightly, and when Artoria turned around and came out of his sword, a fierce storm burst out, like countless sharp blades strangling towards the black moon in the sky.

Bang!

Soon, with a fierce metal collision, the originally aggressive "crescent moon" in the sky turned back and swirled towards the ground like a big bird with a folded wing, and was caught by Ouyang Riko.

"It's indeed a mistake, and it's not enough to calculate it."

With a gentle sigh, Ouyang Riko seemed to be tired of such entanglement. The most important thing was that she guessed that Yue Yulou should have gone down the mountain, and that this battle could not be dragged on anyway...

"Feng Lingyin, that thing... doesn't need to hide it anymore, right? If it is not solved yet, even if we don't disturb Yulou, we will fail."

After Ouyang Riko said a few words to the void, she saw a rippling sound in the air, and Feng Lingyin, who was wearing a gauze, walked out gracefully with her harp.

"Sister, do you think it should be used?"

Turning his head to Feng Jingyin on the side, there was no expression on Feng Lingyin's face.

"Use! We have been hiding for so long, isn't it just for today?"

"So……"

With a cold smile at Artoria who was on guard, Feng Lingyin suddenly reached into the void.

"... Listen carefully, that song that can shake the soul."

When her hand slowly took out, a silver staff slowly appeared in Artoria's vision.

Why is it called a long staff instead of a magic stick? Because this staff is really long, almost two meters long, the body of the staff is silver-white, engraved with countless runes, and the top of the staff is a silver sun pattern the size of a basketball, but the strange thing is that a dull face is actually engraved in the center of the sun pattern.

"Hmm..."

Suddenly, just as Feng Lingyin raised her long staff and gently knocked her to the ground, Artoria seemed to hear the song vaguely, but it made people feel the urge to cry.

"Is that your last trump card?"

Although he was a little uneasy, Artoria was unwilling to lose to the other party in terms of momentum.

"Hmph, you'll know."

Seeing that she was still in a rebellious manner, Feng Lingyin just sneered a few times, then nodded to Feng Jingyin aside, clasped her long staff tightly with both hands, and raised it up suddenly.

"Ah~~The trumpet sounded, where are the knights in the distance, where are the flying flags, and where are the spears of justice..."

Just as Feng Lingyin raised her long staff, Feng Jingyin suddenly closed her hands and closed her eyes slightly, and sang a poem with an ancient tone like a girl in a choir.

“Hmm…!?”

At first, Artoria was just strange, but when she found her heart began to be beating uncontrollably, and many sad past events began to appear in her mind, she knew that things were not good.

"Despicable...well!"

I knew that the other party could not continue singing, but when she just raised the sword in her hand and was about to rush forward, the strange silver staff began to ripple with ripples visible to the naked eye. She suddenly felt an invisible pressure, which directly suppressed her to the ground...

"in the end……"

Half kneeled on the ground, watching the ground around him start to collapse, Artoria was shocked by the power of the singing, but tears began to burst out. She began to unable to control her feelings...

"Hmph, it's still not possible..."

"Enough!"

With a loud shout, the land stopped collapsing, the ripples in the air disappeared, the faces of the three ladies froze directly, and Artoria showed joy.

"Brother Yulou..."

"Rain Tower!"

"Sus!"

The four of them looked in the direction of the sound at the same time. The first thing that caught their eyes was a pair of black eyes that seemed to be able to swallow everything...

But soon, the darkness changed back to two colors, one blue and one red, which immediately made the four ladies think that their senses had an illusion.

"you……"

Standing on the big rock at the entrance of the mountain road, looking at the cold expression on Yue Yulou's face, you know that he is in a bad mood.

"Song of Sorrow, Sefir's soul condolence song, dares to use it here, do you know what the consequences will be!"

Yue Yulou's scolding made the three ladies bow their heads for a moment. Of course, they knew the consequences...

Song of Sorrow, this magical secret staff is related to a legendary ancient archangel. The archangel has a very pleasant name [Angel of Song], and his name is Sefir.

In ancient times, angels and the faceless people broke out in cruel religious conflicts and evolved into an endless war of elders, which swept most of the races of Asan.

Among them, an angel named Sefir is famous for participating in countless battles, but he does not fight with his sword, but uses his outstanding singing. His songs can not only inspire the fighting spirit of the warriors and soothe the dead souls, but also resurrect some of the dead angels!

But like many angels involved in the battle, Sefir gradually became immersed in the pleasure of killing and destruction. Over time, his singing used for healing and assistance began to change, becoming more and more low, full of the resonance of destruction...

During the battles, the enemy's city walls, armor, and even ** were shattered in his singing, but as the killing became more and more serious, Sefir foresaw a terrible fact and began to unable to control his singing.

Finally, after realizing, Saifel sang the last funeral song for himself on the battlefield where corpses were everywhere, shattering his heart with the sound, and heading towards death with regret.

But he obviously underestimated his singing, and after his death the sad elegy did not dissipate, but carried his broken soul to wander in the place of the battle.

In the centuries that followed, this pleasant soul attracted the attention of some of the Silent Nuns who came here, and only they could understand and soothe this sad soul, and eventually connected it with a cane from heaven, becoming a powerful artifact called the Song of Sorrow.

But to activate this artifact, power alone is not enough. The nuns of the Silent Nuns used songs as code to bind this magical staff. Only by singing the soul mourning song passed down from generation to generation can the staff be untied.

Once the bond is untied, the silent soul in the song of sadness will begin to sing silently, singing the song that is enough to shake the earth and the sky. If Yue Yulou is late for a while, not only will Artoria be shaken to death, but even the earth within a radius of several miles will collapse!

"Huh! Those who don't know are not afraid."

With a heavy breath, as if releasing the anger in his heart, Yue Yulou quickly jumped off the rock, then walked between the four of them, first glanced at the three anxious women, then looked at the somewhat embarrassed Artoria, and suddenly sighed to the sky and waved her hand weakly.

"You guys, no matter what you have, just go offline first... I want to be alone and quiet."
Chapter completed!