Chapter 1352 \"The Poet Of The Sky\"
fog.
Above the rough sea waves, a rainbow light flashed across the sky.
A petite figure emerged from the rainbow light, her messy long hair swaying in the wind, she looked back to the direction where the rainbow light disappeared, tears flowed out of her eyes uncontrollably.
"Sister..." Shikoti's voice was choked with sobs.
As the goddess of the "future" among the three goddesses of destiny, Shikoti can clearly perceive that the breath of "past" and "present" has disappeared... This also means that Uld and Valdandy have died in the into the hands of Odin.
Shikoti rubbed the corners of her red eyes, looked around, selected a direction, and galloped out there!
That is the direction of Daxia.
Since the two elder sisters risked their lives to let her leave Asgard, she must never look back, and she wanted to find Lin Qiye.
Suddenly, a crisp sound of the piano echoed in her mind.
clang--!
Shikoti froze for a moment, then stopped.
She looked around in astonishment, but she couldn't find the source of the piano sound... In this hazy mist, where did the piano sound come from?
"Scotti...?" At this moment, another voice echoed in her ears.
Skoti recognized the voice.
"Blaki big brother?" she asked in surprise, "Where are you?"
"...Fortunately, you are not polluted by them..." Braki did not answer her question, his voice paused for a moment, and then sounded again, "Scotty, next, I will cut off your connection with the source of Asgard , don’t look back no matter what you hear for a while, understand?”
Puzzled in Shikoti's eyes, she was about to say something more, when another zither sounded!
clang--! !
Deep in Shikoti's body, there was a sudden breaking sound, and she suddenly looked down at her palm.
"Asgard..." she murmured.
She could clearly feel that the connection between her godhead and the source of Asgard was suddenly broken, and the power of faith that she had continuously drawn from the source also came to an abrupt end.
She...was expelled from Norse mythology?
Shikodi stood there for a long time, gritted his teeth, and still picked up his speed and galloped in the direction of Daxia.
Although she didn't know what happened to Braki, and she didn't know why he cut off her connection with Asgard, but she believed that Braki would never harm herself.
Before Shikoti flew far, the faint sound of the piano came from the nothingness in the sky...
It was the sound of Braki's harp.
This looming sound of the piano fluttered in Shikoti's ears. Although he couldn't hear the complete melody, for some reason, unprecedented sadness suddenly appeared in Shikoti's heart...
Shikoti stretched out his hand and touched his cheek, and at some point, tears were streaming down his face.
"Braki big brother..." Shikoti muttered to himself,
"you,
Are you sad? "
...
On the wreckage of the broken mountain,
Braki plucked the strings of the harp lightly with his fingertips, and two lines of tears fell from the corners of his closed eyes.
Even though a few strings have been broken, when Braki's fingertips swipe the void, there will still be a clear sound of the piano... It seems that the sound of the piano does not come from the piano in the palm of his hand, but from his heart.
Dirty robes fluttered in the rain of blood, and the sad and mournful melody echoed on the dead land,
clang--!
With the sound of a piano, blurred phantom light escaped from Braki's heart. Accompanied by the sound of the piano, these phantom lights swirled in mid-air, gradually converging into white light clusters.
The halos emitted by these light clusters swayed, revealing one of the snow-white papers, which fell from the sky like snowflakes.
Lin Qiye stood among the paper snowflakes, raised his palm suspiciously, caught a piece of white paper, and looked down:
【April 16】
[To my everlasting love, Eden:]
[I have received your reply letter, and I am relieved to hear that everything is fine in your place. There is one thing I want to share with you. A new patient came to the hospital today. He is wearing a gray robe and looks fierce. His name seems to be Gilgamesh...]
Lin Qiye's eyes swept down along the handwriting, slightly moved.
"Is it a letter?" Lin Qiye raised his head, looked at the white snow flying around Braki, and asked in a daze, "These... are all letters?"
Lin Qiye roughly estimated that there were more than 2,000 letters condensed from the phantom light, which was basically the same as the number of Bragi's letter papers stored in the hospital warehouse.
These...all are letters from Brakey and Eden during this period of time.
With the appearance of these letters, a faint voice sounded in the sad and mournful sound of the piano, as if reciting something softly,
Lin Qiye listened carefully, and found that what the voice recited was exactly the content on these letters.
"This is..." Lin Qiye seemed to have thought of something, his eyes shrank slightly.
There were more and more letter papers flying in the air, and more and more voices of chanting. When the two thousand-odd letter papers were all floated up, the dense chanting voices piled up again and again, rushing like a wave under the sky!
"[To my eternal love: Eden...]"
"[The weather in the hospital today is very good, how is it in your place? Will it be cold...]"
"[I really want to cure my illness quickly, I really want to see you soon...]"
“[I had a dream last night, I dreamed that we were back in that garden again…]”
“[When will we meet again…]”
“[…]”
These chanting sounds overlapped to form Braki's own voice gradually. Every syllable he uttered contained more than two thousand chanting sounds. Accompanied by the melancholy melody of the piano, it seemed to contain some kind of magical power. Spread to every corner of the Nordic kingdom of God.
On the southern edge of Asgard,
Several Norse gods wrapped in sarcoma suddenly raised their heads, closed their eyes and looked in the direction of the holy mountain, and the painful wailing stopped abruptly.
Scarlet worms wriggled on the surface of their skin, those tightly closed eyes trembled slightly,
Two lines of blood and tears ran across their pale cheeks...
These Norse gods who have lost their self-awareness seem to have re-perceived the sadness, looking in the direction of the holy mountain, and weeping silently.
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