novelraw Chapter 71 – The power of love is not infinite
Chapter 71 – The power of love is not infinite
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[You have completed a full simulation.]
[Your life was like a brilliant meteor streaking across the sky. Though brief, it left a bright enough mark.]
[You are a Saint Domain Archmage skilled in multiple elements, with unparalleled mastery in the field. You are a true master of elements.]
[You are proficient in communicating with dragons, one of the few whom the dragons revere.]
[You possess deep insights and exquisite skills in multiple domains, making you the most knowledgeable mortal in the world.]
[You successfully raised a witch, teaching her to become independent. You passed away peacefully under her watchful eyes, with no regrets in your heart.]
[Simulation ended, calculating highlights.]
[Simulation evaluation in progress...]
[Generating simulation rewards...]
"Am I back?"
With a blink of his eyes.
The scene before him silently shifted from the architectural style of the Magic World to the real world, with Xu Xi sitting on the sofa in the living room.
His head buzzed slightly, but quickly returned to normal, the vitality of his young body once again filling him.
"No wonder so many emperors in history longed to regain their youth."
"The taste of aging..."
"Is truly unpleasant."
He clenched his fist slightly, feeling the surge of power within him, and exhaled a breath of stale air.
In the Magic World, he could clearly feel his bodily functions deteriorating day by day, reaching a point where even walking was exhausting.
That feeling.
Xu Xi truly did not want to experience it a second time.
"I wonder how Krisa is doing after the simulation ended," Xu Xi leaned back, his body sinking into the sofa.
Waiting for the simulator to finish calculating.
Xu Xi felt a bit worried.
After his death, would the weak, pitiful, and helpless witch be discovered by the deities above, forcing her back into a life of helpless escape?
In the quiet house, Xu Xi's thoughts were somewhat chaotic, eventually turning into a soft sigh.
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Silence.
An unbelievable silence.
In the courtyard, inside the house, beside the bedroom bed.
Everything and everyone fell into absolute stillness.
No, there was still a sound, the sound of tears falling, the embodiment of despair, filled with deep sorrow, striking the ground.
It hurts...
The heart hurts...
The witch sat dazed and lifeless by the bed, holding the cold, aged hand, trying to warm it with her own body heat.
But it was useless, completely useless.
The once warm sun had lost its warmth.
The light that once brought salvation would never appear again.
His voice, his appearance, everything about him had dimmed, dragging the witch into an endless abyss.
"Master, you lied to me..."
"The power of love is not infinite..."
Krisa whispered softly.
Tears continued to fall, wetting her cheeks, finally dripping onto the cold, aged hand.
She loved.
Loved deeply.
Loved Xu Xi eternally.
But that overwhelming love did not grant the witch the power to save everything. She could only watch helplessly as Xu Xi silently faded away before her.
In the end, only the immortal monster remained, sitting intact in place.
Her hands trembled.
Continuously regretting her own powerlessness.
Unable to grasp the withering flower.
Pain, it truly hurts, hurting so much that her entire being cried out in agony, hating her own weakness and insignificance.
"Master..."
"I will wait for you, until we meet again."
Krisa could no longer bear the sorrow in her heart.
"Ah, ah... ah ah..." she cried hoarsely, her fingers tightly covering her despairing face, as if wanting to cry out loud, but her throat was already too dry to continue.
In the end, only crystalline tears continued to fall.
Forming spots of light on the floor.
Gradually, accompanied by the witch's hoarse cries, the center of her black and gold eyes began to change and distort.
A strange red emerged.
It was the color of blood.
It was the color of the heart.
It was the color of love.
The witch's eyes completed their transformation, presenting a magical tri-color of black, red, and gold, with an invisible and mysterious power surging within her, unlocking her shackles, silently and effortlessly elevating her from a Saint Domain Archmage to a Demigod.
The elements drew near to her, the world embraced her, all things bowed in goodwill.
In stark contrast to the witch was Xu Xi's already deceased, aged body.
The gentle wind moaned.
The body turned into fine, invisible dust, gradually disintegrating before the witch's eyes, taking away the last thoughts, taking away the last support.
The overly frail mortal body, after enduring years of Saint Domain-level mental pressure, had long decayed beyond recognition.
Now.
It finally met its natural end.
"Master..." the witch watched quietly, sitting quietly, as if isolated from the entire world.
Her heart was nearly dead.
But she decided to wait, as an immortal monster, to wait and search endlessly, until she met Xu Xi again.
And before that...
"The master's instructions," Krisa murmured.
She remembered that Xu Xi had given her many instructions before, all arrangements for her.
They might be useful, they might not be, but the witch didn't care about that; she just wanted to collect all those traces and keep them by her side.
The Magic Array in the Meditation Chamber...
The Dragon Blood Grass in the courtyard...
The collection in the bedroom cabinet...
The materials in the study...
The witch moved like a puppet, without self-will, mechanically completing Xu Xi's instructions one by one.
Upon entering the study, her movements paused, her gaze drawn to a large stack of manuscripts on the desk.
Most of them were magic created by Xu Xi, along with some research on how to become a deity.
Krisa gathered and organized them, intending to leave when she suddenly sensed a small piece of paper protruding from the inside of the study wall, deeply buried among numerous books.
"What is that..."
The witch was puzzled about what material Xu Xi would need to hide so deeply.
She gently raised her hand, and an invisible mental force instantly extracted the protrusion, pulling out a few thin sheets of paper, which floated before the witch's eyes.
The handwriting was very familiar.
It was undoubtedly her master, Xu Xi's own handwriting.
[Failed again, as expected, breaking through the deities' blockade is difficult.]
[Sigh, if only I could have the ability to ignore the blockade like Krisa.]
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[Tried again this year, failed as expected.]
[My body is getting older, even if I could break through the blockade, I wouldn't be able to ignite the Divine Flame smoothly, so I have to give up.]
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[Deities, truly a distant concept.]
[It's impossible for me now, my body has become more lethargic recently, my time is running out, I must pave the future path for Krisa.]
[This is the last thing I can do...]
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