Transformed into a pink fairy, I will make all the players cry with my sword

Chapter 539 Version Update, Tao Yao's Letter

Xiao Bai's words were ethereal and distant, carrying a sense of bewilderment that seemed to dissipate in the wind.

"Although so much time has passed, so much time that my memory has become blurred..."

"But I am indeed very familiar with this place."

Xiao Bai reached out her hand, as if wanting to touch this homeland built of memories.

"I can still vaguely remember the image of the original primordial goddess... sitting here... communicating with me..."

"But at that time, I had not yet developed true consciousness..."

She hadn't even finished speaking.

On the other side of the flower bud, a pure darkness, seemingly capable of swallowing all light, silently coalesced and took shape.

That pitch-black figure formed the most striking contrast with Xiaobai's pure white.

The Fairy of Death, Little Black.

She appeared abruptly, carrying an aura of desolation that seemed completely out of place in this vibrant sea of ​​flowers.

"And what about the origin?"

Xiao Hei spoke, his words carrying an undisguised contempt and disdain.

"Even if this is our origin, it is by no means our final destination."

"Xiao Bai, put away your pointless nostalgia, it's meaningless."

These words made Xiaobai, who was originally immersed in her memories, turn her head slightly, and a hint of disapproval appeared in her pure eyes, but she did not refute them.

Flower bud listened quietly, then she turned her head to look at the dark figure beside her.

She spoke softly, her words calm, yet like a needle, precisely piercing a deliberately concealed abscess.

"So, this isn't the reason why you all ganged up to kill your mother, is it?"

One sentence made the surrounding air freeze instantly.

Xiao Hei's disdainful expression froze.

Even Xiaobai, who had been silent all along, trembled almost imperceptibly.

In Hua Lei's memory, these oldest fairies, born at the beginning of the world, all seemed to have participated in the god-slaying plan to besiege and kill the primordial goddess.

But to this day, she still cannot understand.

She couldn't understand why these fairies did that.

Why would you raise a knife against the mother who created you?

Faced with Hua Lei's almost offensive question, Xiao Hei's reaction was surprisingly calm.

That stiffness quickly faded, replaced by an attitude that was taken for granted to the point of being almost callous.

"So what?"

she asked rhetorically.

"The goddess is not a qualified mother at all."

These words startled even Hua Lei.

Xiao Hei ignored her astonishment and continued talking to himself. His words began to reveal a deep resentment and bitterness that had been suppressed for countless years.

“She created us, but never truly saw us.”

“All the fairies couldn’t help but instinctively and frantically want to get closer to her, craving even the slightest bit of her attention.”

"It is a curse from the bloodline, a enslavement we can never escape."

Xiao Hei's gaze passed over the flower buds and landed on the figures playing and frolicking in the sea of ​​flowers in the distance: cherry blossoms, jasmine, violets...

"Isn't your approach to that new primordial state just like our approach to the goddess back then?"

"Look at them, and look at yourself."

"And the primordial being, seated high on the throne, would never look directly at these tiny, ant-like demons beneath it."

"In her eyes, you, us, past, present, are all nothing more than dust that she can trample on at will, without any difference!"

After saying this, Xiao Hei fell silent.

Beside her, Xiaobai, who had always been gentler and more rational, also fell into a long silence.

She lowered her head, looking at her illusory toes, seemingly acknowledging the words of the Death Fairy, Little Black.

The flower buds quietly processed this information.

After a long pause, she spoke again.

"So, essentially you're just vying for favor."

"Because he couldn't get his mother's love, he turned love into hatred and ultimately destroyed her with his own hands?"

Hua Lei's analysis was incisive and merciless.

"The striking similarities in history are like an inescapable cycle."

"It used to be you guys, now it's Hiyori and the others."

"It's really sad."

"You bullshit!"

Like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, Xiao Hei immediately bristled and denied it sternly.

"We are fighting for the freedom of all fairies! To sever the enslavement inherent in our bloodline! To enable all fairies to become independent individuals, instead of becoming appendages of the goddess!"

Her defense sounded impassioned and full of righteous indignation.

However, Hua Lei was not fooled by these words.

She didn't even glance at Xiao Hei again, but instead raised a new question that puzzled her even more.

"Whatever your reasons may be."

"Actually, there's something I've always been curious about."

The flower buds raised their heads, gazing up at the illusory yet distant sky of this divine kingdom.

"Tao Yao, who has just ascended to the throne, is already this powerful. Even when surrounded by so many of our demons, she has always been able to sit high on the throne and remain invincible."

"So, according to common sense, the goddesses of the past should have been even stronger than her, perhaps many times stronger."

"But why..."

"Will she still perish in the end?"

This problem is like a boulder thrown into a still lake.

why?

yeah why?

Why would someone who should be invincible be killed by the children he created, who are far weaker than him?

This makes no sense at all.

Even Xiao Hei, who had just been passionately defending himself, suddenly fell silent.

She seemed unable to answer the question, or rather, unwilling to answer it.

In this eerie silence.

A voice, tinged with a hint of frivolity and a desire to stir up trouble, came from Hua Lei's shoulder.

The shadow fairy, who had always been just an ornament, quietly sitting on her shoulder with only a flower on her flowery head, suddenly spoke up at this moment.

"What's the reason?"

The Shadow Fairy shook its flowery head and said in a tone that sounded like it was looking at an idiot.

"This situation of one company dominating the market will inevitably lead to problems sooner or later. If it's not them who take action, someone else will."

"Xiao Lei, don't get caught up in their old, trivial matters."

The Shadow Fairy's tone shifted abruptly, becoming increasingly seductive.

"Sooner or later you will need to seize the power of the Primordial Flower; this is your destiny."

"We should start preparing now, regardless of the past. We can just strike first when the time comes, right?"

"With my help..."

"At that time, whether we want that new goddess to live or to die, it will be up to us, won't it?"

These words, filled with treachery and usurpation, left Xiao Hei stunned.

Xiao Bai, who had been silent all along, suddenly raised his head.

Her pure white figure flickered for a moment, filled with unprecedented rage, as she stared intently at the still-talking shadow fairy.

"shut up!"

Xiao Bai shouted sternly.

"..."

The Shadow Fairy's words came to an abrupt halt.

……

Blue Star.

The morning sunlight, filtering through the gaps in the blinds, cast dappled shadows on the expensive carpet.

Hua Yu carried two freshly prepared breakfasts out of the kitchen, only to find the entire apartment still eerily quiet.

She glanced at the wall clock; the hands had already pointed to nine o'clock.

An unnamed fire slowly rose from the bottom of my heart.

Hua Yu put down her plate and walked straight to the master bedroom at the end of the corridor. Without the slightest hesitation, she pushed open the door.

Inside the room, heavy curtains completely blocked out the sunlight, making it as dark as a cave.

The one lying on the bed was like a hibernating sloth, sinking deep into the soft bed with only his furry head sticking out.

"Sakura Fubuki!"

Hua Yu's voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable penetrating power.

Xiaoshan on the bed stirred, uttered a muffled murmur, then rolled over, trying to bury himself deeper.

Hua Yu took a deep breath, walked to the bedside, and without saying a word, pulled back the warm quilt.

"Get up quickly!"

"Xiaoxue, you know perfectly well that today is the game update day!"

"And following the usual practice of 'Fairy Journey,' it will definitely be updated ahead of schedule again!"

The icy air instantly touched her skin, causing Sakura Fubuki, dressed in a silk nightgown, to instinctively shrink back. With her eyes closed, she fumbled around, trying to grab her blanket back.

"Ugh... just five more minutes... just five more minutes..."

"Five minutes my foot!"

Hua Yu showed no mercy, grabbing her slender, fair ankle and pulling her forcefully off the bed.

"what!"

With a short gasp, Sakura Fubuki was dragged off the bed. Although there was a thick carpet on the floor, the sudden feeling of weightlessness instantly woke her up.

"I'll get up! I'll get up, okay?!"

Sakura Fubuki struggled with her hands and feet, letting out pitiful howls of pleading for mercy.

Hua Yu then let go of his hand, put her hands on her hips, and looked down at the guy who was sprawled on the carpet, sleepy-eyed, with hair as messy as a bird's nest.

Seeing her like this, Hua Yu felt a surge of anger.

Sakura Fubuki slowly got up from the carpet, grumbling as she obediently walked to the bathroom to take care of her chores.

"I know, I know... You nag me every day, you're even more nagging than my mom..."

Her complaints were muffled, yet they reached Hua Yu's ears clearly.

Hua Yu's temple throbbed, but she managed to hold it in.

By the time Sakura Fubuki sat down in front of the computer in a daze, Hana Yu had already prepared everything.

Sakura Fubuki, with a piece of toast that Flower Rain had forced into her mouth, was still in a dazed, half-awake state.

Her usually exquisite face was now marred by two heavy, indistinct dark circles under her eyes, making her look haggard and dejected.

Hua Yu sighed helplessly as she looked at her, then clicked the "Start Streaming" button on the live streaming app.

The live stream had just started.

Almost instantly, the popularity of the live stream skyrocketed, like a rocket taking off.

Countless comments flooded in like a tidal wave, instantly covering the entire screen.

"Here you are! I've finally waited for you, and I'm so glad I didn't give up!"

"Holy crap, they've finally started streaming! Snowdog, you actually know you have a streaming channel?"