Beyonetta has witnessed the death of her mother more than once.

However, when faced with the temptation to change the past and change the established history, she seemed quite indifferent. Even though she knew that she would repeatedly regret her current decision in the future, she still faced the psychological torture that ordinary people could not bear with amazing will, from the deepest part of her heart, and the separation and death that would come to life and death. She looked at Rosa walking ahead with great attachment, but she did not dare to tell her what was about to happen next.

Rosa seemed to have noticed something, and never mentioned the future. She was the holder of the previous Eye of the World, so she naturally knew what this represented.

"I can't go with you." The Secret Mage walked side by side with her. His voice became hoarse due to lack of water and his eyes were full of fatigue. He twice faced the strongest man in the Sage clan's history. This kind of battle beyond ordinary people still brought fatigue after he closed the Holy Scar. "I was not sent to this time node by the Eye of the World, but the Silver Key. I have to return to our era in another way."

"I know." Beyonetta said, "Then can I ask you to do something?"

"Yes, I don't think this has disturbed history much, I can do it." Salomon looked at Rosa's back and nodded. Without Beyonita speaking, he knew what the witch wanted him to do. "No one would disturb her, I promise you. But I can't let all witches get such peace. Do you still remember what we saw in that mansion?"

Salomon refers to the energy supply devices found in the Isabel Building five hundred years later.

The devices were shaped like the torture instruments, and a long iron cone was inserted into his chest from behind. At that time, he found that the iron virgins were corpses, souls, flesh and blood, and other things became nutrients, constantly extracting magic blood from the corpses to provide the magic power used to revive Jubilus in five hundred years and the eternal passage to the upper plane. It can be imagined that those corpses were the witches who died in this war, even the witch team he met before. They would all die in this war. The only two survivors were Seresa, who was later called Beyonetta, and Joan of Arc, who was brainwashed and captured by the sage.

Regardless of whether Rosa's corpse is found in the Isabel Building on Sun Island, Salomon will be left to the end to witness the end of the Witch Clan and bury Rosa in a place where no one will ever disturb you. This is the shared responsibility of being a secret mage and a witch companion. Salomon has already figured out what to do.

"It's okay." Beyonetta shook his finger, "Please be sure to hide her in a place where no one knows."

Rosa looked at Salomon's back as he left, and couldn't help but feel curious. Salomon had a solemn tribute before leaving, which made Rosa feel very good about him. A polite person would not be hated anywhere, not to mention that this person is quite good-looking. She glanced at Beyonetta, "Don't your little lover come with you?"

"He has something to do." Beyonetta smiled, unable to see her sad face before. "After all, I am a housewife, and men have to take care of the outside."

"I don't think you will suddenly learn how to wash dishes, Seresa." Rosa saw through the truth at a glance, "He is such a sweetheart, isn't he? How did you find such a cute little guy, and then capture his heart, tie him to his side so that he can't live without you, and make him have to endure your temper?"

Beyonetta raised her tone with pride, her face almost identical to her mother.

"You know, the witches always do it."

The direction Salomon was going was completely opposite to the Witch Tower that Beyonetta and Rosa were going to.

He activated the jet engine and flew to the arena outside the witch's station, crossing a bottomless and foggy canyon in the middle. He encountered more than one attack from angels and sages on the way. The witch, who was unknown to the truth, also attacked him. In addition, there were mobs holding torches and farm tools. They launched a witch trial on the witch clan under the instigation of the angels. These guys who were so crazy that they lost their minds were not afraid of Salomon at all, and even dared to wave weapons to attack him. Except for some of the bad luck mobs who stood in his way and were crushed into pieces by him, the other Salomon ignored them at all, and they did not even have the interest to activate the bomb gun to kill the escaped guys.

He fell straight toward the ring-shaped arena outside the station.

Five hundred years later, Beyonita will face the Four-Yu De Angel [Stories], which represents the fire element, and then bombard the entire arena. Although it is now intact, it has been abandoned and has been left unrepaired. It is almost exactly the same as before the battle five hundred years later. He stood on the Romanesque wall of the circular arena, where he could intuitively see the burning buildings opposite the canyon and the harsh shouts of killing, and the black smoke soared into the sky almost flooded the moon.

There was no one here, the grease in the black iron brazier reflected the white moonlight coldly.

"Teacher, I'm here." As soon as he finished speaking, the portal light lit up in the gloomy woods.

"My future disciple, you must be my favorite one, otherwise how could I give you the holy sword." The supreme mage of this era looked at the holy sword inserted in the scabbard with interest, "What task did I give you in the future? Should I come to observe the decline of the world monitor? Or come here to clean up all the external dimension creatures that come to the real plane?"

"The former has been completed long ago, teacher. As for the latter, I believe it will be completed soon." Salomon said, "What I want to know is the story of the Chaos God only Asa, about where the eternal soul went after the Chaos God only split into two parts. And... how should I kill these souls completely?"

"You want to kill an immortal, do you?"

"Is this your goal? A boy?" Victoria Hand stood in front of the bed in the infirmary. She grinned and asked angrily, "I didn't expect you to intercept the intelligence communications and then get involved in the work of the search team. I thought your transformation was to allow you to participate in the battle better, Constantine!"

"Unless the monarch directly ordered me to join the battle, it would not be my duty." Constantine did not feel angry at Victoria Hand's sarcasm, but explained slowly, as if the long halberd he held was for reasoning.
Chapter completed!