But Fang Yu spoke:

"Wait a moment."

But his words did not work.

Because in the dazzling glow, the dragon queen had spread her wings and made a scream that was enough to crack the sky, and it went straight down from mid-air.

It seemed as if they were the closest to victory.

The dragon turned into a blue light, piercing straight towards Descartes' incarnation in the air. The laws of the world that stood in front of the girl were now shattering layer by layer, and the entire world's power balance seemed to be tilting bit by bit.

The next moment, Alessa's claws were about to tear the girl's weak body to pieces.

But Afeifa only raised one finger.

The expression on the girl's face did not even change. She only raised her right hand and pointed her white and slender fingertips towards them in the wind and snow.

That moment.

For the first time, Fang Ling felt a completely different feeling than before.

The laws of the world have been closed, and the entire sky and the earth seem to have turned into a plane. This world dominated by will and spirit has been completely contained in the other party's control.

The change of day and night, the stars rise and the moon set, and all things resurrection are taken over by the other party.

"This... Kingdom of God..." The Dragon Queen's voice changed for the first time.

That feeling seemed to be facing the power.

The square pulp is still.

The wind and snow are still.

Time has stopped.

The whole world also stopped.

Afeifa tilted his head slightly, and his eyes closed on his snow-white cheeks seemed to be able to clearly see everything in this world, one grass and one tree, even as thin as snowflakes.

She raised her hand and caught the still snowflakes.

The crystal hexagons, each subtle geometric fractal, were clearly reflected on the texture spreading in the center of her palm.

"So, everyone, have you heard the sound of this world?"

"Of course, you may have done well enough, but unfortunately they are still a little worse."

"Your Highness, your plan and Babartan have deceived almost everyone, even my worthless believers. However, you have only misled a fatal fact-"

The girl opened her mouth gently, as if she was explaining the truth of another world:

"Mortals are not worthy of facing God."

"Because there is no power, everything is empty and lost-"

She looked at Fang Zhu, "Even if you have half of the power of this world, so what?"

"...I guess, that little girl can't hold on for too long, right?"

There was silence.

She turned her 'eye' to the Dragon Queen, with a contemptuous expression, "Then, Alaisha, I will go back to your immortal cage forever, sleep in the dark underground-"

The frozen expression on the Dragon Queen's face seemed to be both shocked and angry.

But the girl did not give it a chance to speak, but only stretched out her index finger and gently pointed at the giant dragon that was still in front of her.

A beam of light penetrated the dragon's body - Alaisha let out a wail. The dragon's form solidified in the air, and then a few lights flew out, dissipating like smoke.

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It was just a voice that still echoed in Fang Yu's heart:

‘Get out of this place, young man.’

‘The Kingdom of God has arrived…’

‘It is coming sooner than you think…’

But Fang Zhu did not respond.

Because there was another voice echoing in his heart at this moment, the more gentle and rational voice.

Afifa was turning to him and whispering, "Then it's you, Mr. Ed."

She stretched out her slender fingers and pointed at him.

"Bye now."

But in that still world, Fang Yu suddenly raised his head slowly. His calm expression seemed to be reflected in the girl's somewhat astonished expression, and asked:

"So, Afifa, what is the voice of this world?"

"No, or should it be said... Descartes."

"Why can you move?" The stunned expression was frozen on the girl's face, but in a flash, it became extremely cold again. The girl's right hand stretched out, and her fingertips immediately shot out a black light.

It was like a bunch of sharp swords that pierced the body of Fang Zhu.

But it was as if passing through a phantom. Fang Zhu looked unscathed, and only looked at the other person with a quiet expression.

He had almost heard the voice in his heart, which was two overlapping sounds—

"child."

"Young man, that's now."

And one of them belongs to His Highness the Princess.

Shocking and astonishment almost distorted the girl's expression. She screamed in disbelief: "...The power of the world, no, how could you still have the same power as me? It is obvious that the little girl can't hold on..."

But it was at this moment that her voice suddenly jammed.

The figure of a woman appeared from behind Fang Yu and stood behind him.

The elegant and luxurious woman had her hands crossed, with a face that was almost exactly the same as the girl. However, her years left some marks on her face.

Behind her, a rift is creating a world controlled by Descartes...

The princess looked at the girl who was like her reflection, and then slowly spoke, "Descartes, do you think this Emerald Star really has only one master?"

"...You guess how does the incomplete soul shape a complete soul in the incomplete soul mark?"

Afeifa showed an incredible look on his face.

“That’s…”

"But you don't believe that there will be someone in this world who is willing to sacrifice himself to do these things that seem extremely stupid to you," another voice echoed in the space.

Fang Yu finally heard the owner of the voice clearly.

"After all, what you are pursuing is the illusory 'eternity', and what we are pursuing is just a flash of time-"

A bright green light seemed to appear from behind the wind and snow.

Babaltan, the king of sand holding the Emerald Star, appeared there wearing a snow-gray robe representing the identity of the Istani king. His old eyes looked at Fang Zhu and Afifa one by one.

Finally, he looked at his wife with great affection.

"Outsiders say..."

"I have grown older faster than ever in the past decade. People think it's because I miss my wife, but Descartes, guess what?"

"Soul..." The girl gritted her teeth.

"You are crazy, Babaltan, it's fine, your wife is fine, you actually brought yourself in. You can't kill a god, but you will fall into a state of doom for this -" She sneered and shook her head: "What you are pursuing is not a flash of moments... but eternal demise. Have you thought about it carefully?"

The King of Sand only reached out and held his wife's hand. In his memory, how long has it been since he done this?

ten years?

He chuckled softly.

"Yes, prophecy will eventually die, but Istani will survive. But for me, to the people I love deeply, is it not an eternal kind of, Descartes?"

The princess's eyes were filled with affection, and looked at her lover, and her mouth curled slightly.

It seems like a ten-year promise, here it is destined.

She turned around.

"child."

"This is the opportunity that Babartan and I promise you."

Fang Zhu looked gently at the girl in front of him.

At that moment, the Kingdom of God was splitting, and the whole world seemed to be divided into two, forming two clearly divided sides - one side was howling the wind, and the other side was flying snow gradually. The illusion in the air disappeared, the temple and the mountains disappeared, and the sea and the islands disappeared.

Not long after, there were only two worlds in front of everyone, one black and one white, one forever dark and the other for bright light.

His Highness's sword was falling not far away.

"Descartes," Fang Zhu said softly at this time, "Now we are on a starting line."
To be continued...