Chapter 992 Golden Skyline

Elsa looked out the window at the dim sky. Thick, lead-colored clouds continued to spread towards the end of the horizon, until they completely covered up the blue in her memory, leaving only a golden outline on its edge.

Its daybreak.

The last time I saw dawn was more than ten years ago.

Aisha comforted the baby in her arms and murmured to herself, "I think a person's life should be lived for something, an idea."

"I can understand that this is the pursuit of the value of life, but you have to understand, Aisha, the reason why human beings stubbornly pursue certain things is precisely because their life span is short, and they must do something before facing death, good

Satisfy their empty hearts, and when death comes, they will be able to feel relieved and say with peace of mind that they have lived a wonderful life."

Sere sat next to Aisha and stroked Aisha's back, "But we are different. We are undead. There is no need to pursue anything deliberately to satisfy our hearts. After all, we have almost unlimited resources.

time."

Elsa fell silent. She looked straight at the golden skyline, as if recalling the days when she had been bathed in the sun. A layer of mist covered Elsa's eyes, and her expression was full of sadness.

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"Do you hate me? Aisha," Sere whispered, "I thought you were different."

Looking at those almost broken eyes, Sere thought of the women he had experienced one after another in his life, and those curse-like words rang in his ears, which he had said to others.

"A long time is enough to change many things. No matter how passionate love is, it will eventually turn into lingering hatred."

Aisha shook her head, with a kind smile on her face, "No, I don't hate you, Sere, I'm just... just a little troubled."

As she spoke, she reached out and stroked Serei's hair, and little bits of blood solidified in the hair, sticking them together.

Sere asked, "What are you worried about?"

"I'm worried that you are like a child."

Aisha's eyes seemed to penetrate Sere's soul, "Do you think I am the same as them? No, the problem is not that I am the same as them, but that my ideas conflict with yours.

Even after living for so long, you are still a naive person. What you desire is not some kind of love, but a kind of... pet that is under your control and will never change your heart?"

As if the dark side of his heart was uncovered, Sere suddenly panicked. After a brief moment of confusion, he laughed at himself in a low voice. He was actually afraid of Aisha. He was the Lord of the Night Clan and a powerful Glorious One. As long as he wanted to,

Aisha would turn into ashes in an instant...but he was actually afraid, afraid of what she would say next.

"The long time makes you feel almost desperate and lonely. You long for someone to fill your heart. For this reason, you look for one woman after another. It's like a game. When you completely understand a person, they are like a woman.

A novel that has been read to the end makes you lose interest in it, like a consumable product that brings you intermittent satisfaction."

When saying these words, Aisha still maintained that calm smile. Sere spent decades getting to know this woman. He thought he knew Aisha well enough, but suddenly he discovered that he still didn't seem to have stepped into this world.

A woman's heart.

Maybe he stepped in and just turned a blind eye to some things.

Sere tried hard to control his emotions, "What exactly do you want to say?"

"I want to say... Since I have no pursuit and am just wasting my time, what's the difference between living and dying?"

Elsa said sadly, "The long time is enough to dilute many beautiful things into paleness and barrenness."

After saying this, Aisha remained silent and said nothing more. The oppressive atmosphere made Sere unable to help but escape. He felt that he was losing Aisha bit by bit, but there was nothing he could do.

Sere slowly backed away. He looked at Aisha and then at the child in her arms. It was his own heir, his daughter. But when he saw the curled up figure, Sere did not feel anything in his heart.

Emotions looked at her like a piece of meat.

"No...no no, Aisha, you are not a pet."

Suddenly, Sere stopped retreating, stepped forward to hug Aisha again, and murmured to himself, "I'm already working hard to make changes."

"You are growing up too slowly."

"No way, who calls me the undead?" Sere shook his head helplessly, "We are always so slow."

Because of the short life, human beings will be eager to do certain things, just like busy worker ants, eager to shine with more colors in a limited time, but the immortal will not have such troubles, there is nothing in infinite time

Chasing them, everything went so slowly.

Sere remembered that he had wanted to climb the ridge of the mountains, and this idea had happened decades ago.

Aisha gently kissed Sere's cheek. Sere thought that he had comforted Aisha, but he never thought that this was just the beginning of the countdown.

Since then, life has returned to normal. Elsa has raised Olivia, who is growing up. The war has also continued to expand and intensify as Olivia grows.

Sere was running on the front line. Under his sword, more and more territory and population were included in the Eternal Night Empire, and the dark iron curtain also spread. In the lightless world, patches of forests died, and flowers and plants died.

The vegetation has become dry and barren as far as the eye can see.

Aisha did not abandon Sere and followed him all the time. However, as time went by, Aisha became more and more haggard. She was obviously an undead, but her body was filled with a strange sense of death.

"I remember this, Sere."

Aisha sat on the wide terrace and looked at the wilderness not far away, "We have been here before, probably a few decades ago."

Sere walked out of the house and gently put his hand on Aisha's shoulder, "Oh? Really? I have no impression."

"It's normal that you have no impression." Aisha pointed to the desolate wilderness, "There used to be a sea of ​​flowers there, which was very gorgeous. We lingered here for a long time and even asked someone to paint an oil painting."

Elsa remembers all this. This was the land she had personally measured. "Unfortunately, with the dark iron curtain covering the land, all life on the land has been cut off. Even the sea of ​​flowers in her memory has withered into this look."

It looks like only the cracked earth is left."

Sere said nothing.

A burst of laughter came from inside the house, and a small figure staggered over and threw herself into Aisha's arms.

"OK OK."

Elsa picked up Olivia and rubbed her head vigorously, making her giggle non-stop.

Sere quietly looked at this short-lived beauty until Olivia was tired and fell asleep in Elsa's arms.

"Do you know? I had planned before that when Olivia grows up, I will take her to walk the same path I took and take her to see the world I saw."

Aisha looked at the desolate wilderness, "I'm afraid that before she grows up, the world I've seen will disappear under the dark iron curtain, right?"

"Aisha..."

Sere wanted to say something, but was directly interrupted by Aisha.

"Serei, are you doing what you promised me?"

"Um."

"Then have you found it?" Elsa asked, "In the past few years, have you found something that you can live for?"

Sere said uncertainly, "I'm still looking."

"oh."

Aisha didn't question Sere too much, she just moved her eyes away from the wilderness and looked further away, where there was a familiar golden skyline. In the blurry scene, densely packed figures like ant colonies could be seen rushing forward one after another.

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It was a battlefield. A large number of bloodthirsty people were rushing out from under the dark sky to fight with the soldiers standing in the sun. Their swords were broken, their flesh and blood was chopped into pieces, and endless blood spilled all over the ground, soaking the earth.

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At first, Aisha resisted such a scene, but as Sere advanced the battle line, she gradually became numb to all this, following Sere.

After rounds of bloodthirsty attacks, the elites of the Night Clan will attack under the shadow of the dark iron curtain. They ride on horses that have been transformed by alchemy, interspersing through the cruel battlefield like a torrent.

Elsa asked, "Are you leaving?"

"Hurry," Sere whispered, "we will dispatch after the cavalry have replenished their blood."

Before she finished speaking, heart-rending screams came from below the terrace. Aisha looked at all this with a blank expression. She knew what would happen next. Such things had happened countless times in the past few years.

times.

The night tribesmen wearing armor dragged a group of ordinary people to the open space in the atrium. Rows of gallows were arranged neatly. The wood was repeatedly soaked in blood, giving it a strange bright red color, as if it were alive flesh and blood.

, and like guards standing in line.

The ground was covered with accumulated blood stains. Even if the Night Clan kept pouring water and washing it repeatedly, the color could not be washed away. It seemed that they had penetrated into the earth.

Not far away, the Night Clan dragged the cold corpses one after another and threw them into the cage. The bloodthirsty people who had been hungry for a long time swarmed in and ate up the corpses without leaving any flesh or blood.

Pass.

As the blood and flesh fell into their bellies, the bloodthirsty people were awakened with a strong desire for flesh and blood. Their own hunger drove them to obtain more flesh and blood. They were restless, roaring like wild beasts, and making weird whistling sounds.

, endlessly, echoing under the dark sky.

In the expansion of the Eternal Night Empire, the screams of the bloodthirsty people were regarded as the horn of charge. With a deep hatred and desire for flesh and blood, they roared and broke through the enemy's line, followed by the armored cavalry.

Finally, eliminate all living creatures.

Everything went as Aisha expected. After a short meal, the draft horses pulled the prison cart and transported the groups of bloodthirsty people to the front line.

The sound of horse hooves sounded, and the cavalry lined up neatly, walking two by two, passing between the gallows. With their arrival, the Night Clan hung people upside down on the gallows. Under their heads, there was a

Another pitch black vat.

The sobs and desperate screams were cut off by the dagger and stopped abruptly.

Blood gurgled from their throats and spilled into the vat. At first, people could still struggle for a while, and then their bodies slowly calmed down. After squeezing out the only blood, the night tribe put down the corpses and threw them to the addicts.

The Blood Ones ate, then escorted a new group of humans, cut their throats, and squeezed their blood.

The vat was gradually filled up. When the cavalry passed by, they bent down, scooped up blood from the vat, and poured it into their mouths. The blood dripped down their throats. The Night Tribes were also inspired with terrifying murderous intent and galloped their horses.

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Like a cruel cycle, people are slaughtered, broken down and used, and dragged around like livestock.

Aisha couldn't help but wonder, if she hadn't met Sere, if she was lucky enough to survive until now, would she have become one of them... It's unlikely. By then, she should be an old lady. According to Ye

Depending on the rating of blood within the clan, you will probably be fed directly to the bloodthirsty, or put into a machine and crushed into dregs, becoming part of the blood tax.
To be continued...