Divine Flame Crystal

Chapter 595: The Watchful Eyes of God

The battlefield has become a scorched earth, the blazing flames are licking the broken armor on the ground, and the air is filled with a bloody and burnt smell that burns the nose.

Amidst the flying sparks, Xingluo stood quietly, his cloak was burned to pieces by the flames, his long silver-white hair was stained with blood, he looked disheveled but still stood tall.

He didn't move, as if his whole body was frozen.

Until I heard a slight sound of footsteps.

"You're still standing, which means you're tougher than I thought."

A slightly hoarse voice sounded, and a graceful and slender figure slowly walked towards them in the flames.

That was Pandora. After the war, Xingluo had the chance to observe her carefully. When he lowered his gaze, he saw that she had grown up.

She was reborn from the fire, her body surrounded by the fire of the abyss. The flaming wings behind her were gathered into long flowing satin, swaying gently in the breeze, highlighting her cool and elegant god-like silhouette.

There was still a flicker of deep purple flames in her eyes, but they were softer than before on the battlefield.

Xingluo slowly turned around, looked at her, and smiled slightly: "We are all alive, aren't we?"

"I am alive because of you," Pandora whispered.

The two did not move immediately, but just stood three steps apart, looking at each other quietly.

The flames flickered slightly above the scorched earth all around them, and the firelight shone on their faces, giving the cold night a hint of ambiguous warmth.

Xingluo looked into the distance, and beyond the broken sky, a golden eye quietly opened.

This is a golden pupil covering thousands of miles, looking down coldly at the entire continent.

"Pandora...The Pope is not the god of this continent."

"The real god has come."

"Starfall, we are together"

"it is good!"

Xingluo's eyes suddenly lit up, the divine flame burned to the extreme in his body, and his bones made a crisp sound like they were broken.

——The divine flame of time and space returns to unity and explodes!

Fire, time, and space converged at one point, turning into a rotating star of annihilation, which slammed into the huge eye. Suddenly, the eye dissipated, and the entire main material plane shook.

“So… is this what you’re obsessed with?” The Pope’s soul stood in the storm of light and darkness, his voice low.

"Gods also feel lonely, but mortals don't understand." He closed his eyes and turned into countless points of light and drifted away.

"Xingluo, Pandora... I hope you can survive the true divine punishment."

The holy light dissipated, and Xingluo staggered to his feet on the charred earth.

Pandora reached out and supported him.

Pandora stared at him, her wings slowly folded up: "This is just the beginning. The real gods... are already watching us."

Pandora approached slowly, stepping over the broken sword blade and fragments of the holy emblem.

"You're crazy." Her voice was low and trembling. "Just now... if you had withdrawn your strength a moment later, your lifeline would have been severed."

"But I won the bet, didn't I?" Xingluo raised his eyebrows slightly, his voice revealing his usual nonchalance.

"I won the bet this time, what about next time?"

Pandora raised her head slightly, her gaze falling directly into his abyss-like eyes. Under the reflection of the flames, the red in his eyes looked even more enchanting.

“This moment seemed to go back to the past, when he was so afraid of death, but he tried his best to save her again and again.

"You are always like this, taking all the risks. Do you know that this scares me?"

Xingluo was stunned for a moment, and a bitter smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Pandora, you've never been afraid of anything before."

"Now I am not afraid of God, the abyss, or death." Pandora's eyes trembled slightly, "But I am afraid that the next time I reach out, I will never be able to hold your hand again."

After she said this, the world seemed to be quiet.

Xingluo slowly stretched out his hand and brushed his fingertips across the strands of hair on Pandora's temples that were burnt by the flames.

"Pandora, I never meant to make you worry."

"But you did it again and again, more cruelly than I thought." Pandora lowered her eyes slightly, her voice so low that it almost melted into the flames.

"If you mess around again..."

She raised her eyes, her gaze was as hot as flames, and locked onto Xingluo's pupils tightly, "Even if it was you, I would personally nail you to death at home, so that you would never go out to die again."

"A threat?" Xingluo couldn't help but chuckle.

"This is an order." Pandora's voice was hoarse, with rare fragility, "Or, do you want me to beg you?"

Xingluo was stunned for a moment, his gaze lingering on the momentary wetness in her eyes.

"Okay, I promise you." He whispered, his voice full of unconcealable doting.

The next moment, Pandora suddenly reached out and hugged him.

"Don't talk, just like that." Her voice was buried in his shoulder, trembling slightly.

In the light of the flames, the shadows of the two people intertwined on the scorched earth, as if even their souls were slowly entwined.

However, on the farther hillside, a figure was standing quietly.

It was Tiffany who rushed over. Because she was too anxious, her fair feet were pierced by the broken sword and she didn't have time to get treatment.

Her white holy robe was covered in dust. She stood in the shadows, her eyes flashing with complex emotions.

She looked at the two people in the flames, her fingertips tightly grasping her sleeves, her nails piercing deeply into her palms, and blood flowed down her legs into her toes.

"…So, that's how you look at her."

When they were in the Holy See of Light, Xingluo had looked at her with gentle eyes before - but never with such deep eyes that made her jealous.

Tiffany bit her lips lightly and sighed in her heart:

"It was obviously me who had always been with him... Why is it that today, she is standing by you?"

"if……"

At that moment, a hint of sadness flashed in her eyes.

"If I hadn't chosen to betray you, would I be the one standing next to you now?"

Pandora slowly loosened her hand, but the two of them still maintained a very close distance.

The flames rolled around the two of them, and the air seemed to become hot.

"...Where are you going when this war is over?" Pandora asked in a low voice.

"I haven't thought about it yet." Xingluo smiled faintly, his eyes swept across the scorched earth and fell on her face.

"If you're here, anywhere is fine."

Pandora was stunned. The light of the flame reflected in her eyes, making her pupils look like a burning deep sea.

"Don't say such things casually." She whispered.

"Why? Are you scared?" Xingluo leaned over slightly, and his breath brushed past her ear.

Pandora blinked, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "I'm afraid... I can't control myself."

The aura between the two was so hot that the fire seemed to burn brighter.

In the distance, Tiffany watched this scene and slowly took a half step back. The flames reflected in her eyes looked like burning jealousy.

"Pandora..."

She murmured in a low voice: "Do you think that if you win his heart, you can win in the end?"

A sneer slowly appeared at the corner of her lips.

"Then I will tear you away from him with my own hands, flesh and blood."

The wind blew across the scorched earth, stirring up sparks all over the sky.

Pandora finally took a step back with a complicated expression.

"Xingluo... don't let me see you die alone again, otherwise..."

"otherwise?"

"I'm going to hate you," she whispered.

Xingluo was startled for a moment, then chuckled: "No."

Pandora also smiled, and that smile revealed helplessness, indulgence, and a certain fiery danger.

The flames are still warm and the killing has not stopped.

After the war, both Xingluo and Pandora were overdrawn.

Pandora's flame suddenly ignited, and then went out. Xingluo asked: "What's wrong with you?"

Pandora sighed and said, "It is too difficult to integrate the ancient beast. I only used her energy reluctantly. If I hadn't smelled blood in the wind and realized that your life was in danger, I wouldn't have rushed over. Now I must return to my tribe immediately."

At this time, Mo passed the news to Xingluo: "The Pope's clone launched an attack, and the battle was very tragic."

Xingluo looked at the news sent by Mo and glanced into the distance with some worry. Pandora seemed to have noticed Xingluo's worry and chuckled: "You can go back soon. I'm fine. We killed a demigod. What are you worried about?"

As if to dispel Xingluo's doubts, Pandora's wings spread out again. The terrifying energy made Xingluo feel threatened. Pandora slowly rose into the air and said, "I'm leaving. I can come out after I'm completely integrated. It won't be too long." Without waiting for Xingluo to speak, Pandora flapped her wings and flew away.

Xingluo glanced at Pandora who had disappeared and did not chase after her. Now that the Holy See of Light had launched a general offensive, he had to return to preside over the battle. Pandora's terrifying energy fluctuations should be fine.