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The meteorites from the sky burned through the clouds, leaving a path of bright marks on the golden red sky, and countless people fled on the endless plains.

Sporadic battles are still taking place above the borders of the elements, occasionally with a flash of explosions, dotted around the ‘babel’ fortress.

She saw a Colossal Dragon covering half of the sky. The open wings stretched from the south of the Great Plains to the north, traversing the sky, and the curved neck seemed to be the tower of the clouds.

There are endless pressures on the body.

The clouds are banging, and the shining High Tower is falling apart.

She saw another picture.

The bloody dying sun passes through the twelve obsidian colonnades and is reflected in the hall. The lattice network on the smooth ground glitters.

The people wearing the robe are slowly entering the hall.

One of them raises head and looks around. There are thirteen people around him. The robe standard is the same, but the colors are different.

“I propose to open the Truth Council.”

A voice said.

“agree.”

“Truth agrees.”

“The ring of the ashes agrees.”

“agree.”

The person she saw was wearing a black red-black robe with a dark gold-colored stand collar at the neckline and a Ouroboros entangled on the robe called ouro wave ros.

Another voice started talking:

“The eyes of Silver are responsible for recording the meeting and not voting.”

The speaker is wearing a grey robe, a silver collar, and the emblemm is a giant door. A narrow eye grows in the door, as if leaning on the heavens and the earth, and looking at everything.

The Silver Queen produced a voice in the heart, the Eye of Quinine, the Silver Council.

The people on both sides of the person are the same costume, but the patterns in the giant door are different. One person is a long-lasting gun, and the other is a silver balance.

“The manager of the Arbitration Gate is absent,” one of them said.

“The judges do not express their opinions.” Another person should be.

The person in charge of the “eye of the arbitral tribunal exiting the meeting” silver immediately said.

“Agree.” The chairperson started talking.

“Earth Legion appoints Odin’s plenipotentiary.” The two men on the right are started talking, the black robe, the golden collar, and the emblem are all seven stars in the ring, but the stars are different.

There are two voices in her mind, the dragon of fury, Alvos; the dragon of wisdom, crystal.

“So”

The next moment, The Silver Queen saw everyone seeing it to himself.

“Same, agree.” She subconsciously replied.

“by.”

The host raised his hand.

“Next vote in absentia”

“The opponents move forward.”

There is a dead silence in the hall.

“All votes.”

“Plan name.”

“Surface.”

“Numbering.”

“ae973034.”

“Code.”

“Vaunde plan.”

The voice gradually became awkward. She seemed to be in the middle of the city. She was involved and cold-eyed. Some words became clear in her ears, and some words became low and then intermittent.

The Silver Queen stood in the crowd, as if he finally remembered it, and he had personally experienced it.

That may have been before countless years, or perhaps decades ago.

She suddenly got a little scared and shook her head slightly.

“Mother Marsha…”

“Don’t…”

“I beg you.”

But I still lost my brilliance in front of me, and everything has become dark.

In the darkness, the voice of the girl whispering was heard.

……

As if it reappeared yesterday, the deepest nightmare in the dream, that is, she would rather drop dead! The abyss that is not willing to come again. ∽J,

And this moment, but in front of her.

The pain was criss-crossed in the heart of the young Princess, and even after decades of calming, it is difficult to bridge in the hearts of the old Queen.

The endless gray field, only a monotonous color, the air is cold and pungent, the sky is swaying with gray snow, but when it falls to the hand, it is found that those are thin dust.

There is no margin, gray dust, falling from the sky, falling on the ground, covering everything, thick gray soil, straight into the knee.

There are some tree shrews in the distance, the same is grey, but it has already turned into fly ash. The monotonous unique color outlines the outline of this World, and there is no sound or vitality.

The Silver Queen walked forward with a deep, shallow foot, like a puppet, trekking along the endless plains. There was only a hole in her eyes. She had already understood what she would see, but she could not stop herself.

Occasionally, there is a rumbling sound above the thick and heavy black clouds. A blood-red electric light passes through the clouds and sways along the clouds toward the distant place, thus illuminating the distant and undulating mountain range.

This is the only evidence of the passing of this World Time.

She didn’t know how long she had gone, World was always empty, until she saw some tall hill shadows, some giant beast bodies, some like giants, some like dragons, covered with thick dust, one at every turn.

Some may still maintain a lifelike posture, like experiencing a tragic disaster, condensing the last moment of its life at the end of Time, but it has long been silent.

A mountain range appeared in front of her.

It lay there quietly…

Like a Colossal Dragon, the body is made of cold metal. But the surface of the metal is transparent, and it is covered with a grid of crystal.

She snorted a little.

But still can’t stop gently touching your hand.

The cold touch, the surface does not have any organic matter, but the huge body responded to the suffocating death and suffocating sorrow, tears could not help but roll down, she sent out like a wounded wild beast.

The head of the Colossal Dragon lies flat on the ground. Quietly, the eyes were closed, and the three pairs of horns broke two, and the wings fell down, covering the area of ​​a hundred miles.

There is no sound and vocabulary to describe the scene at this moment, but The Silver Queen understands from the first moment that it is dead.

Like a god who walks into Twilight, he sleeps forever.

She was so sad that she couldn’t help herself. It seemed that she had inserted a sharp knife in her heart. Can’t help but cry and cry.

Sixty years ago, she cried here like a helpless child.

Because all hopes are lost.

The name of this Colossal Dragon is called Bahamut.

It is the king of the dragons, the Dragon God of Platinum, the symbol of human courage and hope, it sheltered Vaunde for tens of thousands of years.

But it is dead

Silent.

With tears and scars, The Silver Queen finally stopped her tears, and she coldly bit her lower lip. Bypassing the corpse, it circumvented the huge head of the Colossal Dragon.

She walked silently along the icy chin of Bahamut. Then a scene of desperate and desperate Judgment Day was presented to her without any warning:

She groaned and forced to look at this scene.

The deepest fear in her heart rose, and she gasped and couldn’t help but be on the body of Bahamut.

That is a battlefield

Hundreds of millions of corpses are scattered throughout, the massive Crystalline, the dying Colossal Dragon. Heroic human Knight, Griffin’s skeleton, giant insect, elf, dwarf. Each maintains the last stance of life and stands on top of this battlefield.

Quiet, cold as ever.

Then she saw the Dragon of War Tiamat, saw crystal and Alvos, saw the blue, and saw a lot of gods o.

They are all dead.

These great existences have gone away with the whole of World.

In the dark and inanimate air, the elements are frantically floating like a bunch of currents that are struggling to survive in the wilderness, and the Laws that bind them are long gone.

The foundation on which civilization and order depended is dead.