In the silence, someone was whispering an incomprehensible eulogy. The darkness gradually faded away, and the Dark Sage stopped and did not continue to walk over. Perhaps there was no need to walk over again.
Lu Ning slowly fell to the ground and coughed, his mouth filled with the smell of blood. She used her heart to pull at Zhu Qinyuan's soul, but Zhu Qinyuan cut herself off without hesitation, causing considerable damage to her shell at the same time.
But that's fine.
The king's memory is in Zhu Qinyuan's body, so use this body as the final coffin. This was also the reason why Yan Rong was so hesitant before, because she didn't know whether Zhu Qinyuan's current situation could be saved.
Lu Ning made this decision.
If the situation is still manageable or under one's control, it is okay to consider saving Zhu Qinyuan, but if he doesn't bury the king quickly now, God knows what the consequences will be if he gets impatient and destroys the entire inner city.
She took two steps back, and suddenly she felt a burst of burning heat coming from behind her. She hurriedly dodged, but the gleaming sword still struck her body. The ink surged, and Lu Ning's hand was hidden under the ink to hold it in place. The attack of the burning sword.
"Thoughts to kill the king should be put to death!"
"Can't this be solved? It's really troublesome..."
Lu Ning's and Liu Yunqing's skills were evenly matched, but her short sword had become the king's burial gift. The long sword was in fragments and was not suitable for close combat. If she didn't have a crowbar in her hand, it would be really difficult to deal with Liu Yunqing's continuous offensive.
It is a bit difficult to understand that Liu Yunqing was blocked by a crowbar after several attacks. The high heat of the Scorching Light Sword should have burned the crowbar and Lu Ning's hand long ago. Even if Lu Ning himself had some special defense methods, it would still be difficult to understand. I haven't seen her use it on a stick.
At the same time, several other controlled ministers also rushed towards the broken space where the king was from all directions. It seemed that they planned to fish the king out at all costs. Yuan Jie went straight towards the greatest bishop, holding two time swords in his hands with a fierce look on his face.
Lu Ning could no longer stop them. Fortunately, the king did not increase their mobility, which meant that their original speed had not changed... After such a long time, those who should be supported would eventually come over.
Continuous gunshots were fired, completely blocking the attack route of these courtiers. The nobles had obviously noticed that the speed of these people was not at the same level as that of the king, and the decision soon became to allocate a group of people to deal with this group of courtiers. More than a dozen foreign affairs officers separately entangled the remaining people, and Liu Yunqing was quickly blocked by three foreign affairs officers from Samurai. They all had cold-weather weapons in their hands, which were exactly the opposite of the Burning Light Sword. The two offset each other. , Liu Yunqing's lethality suddenly dropped sharply.
At the same time, Yan Rong, who was knocked unconscious by the king three times, was also dragged out by Xi Qian.
"Don't you people know how to fight and ask for help?" Xixi was a little angry, "Are we so useless in your eyes?"
"Haha..." Heizhen Kuzumi leaned against the remains of a statue and raised his hand with a pale face, "Then I need help now... If I don't get treatment, I might die..."
At this time, Lu Ning saw the Mist foreign affairs officer. She had repaired her body and put on her previous sacrificial robe. She was holding an instrument in her hand to scan the broken space.
"Report from the scene... The king has fallen into the cemetery, and the greatest bishop is reciting a eulogy for him. The result of this speculation may cause this part of the memory to never be revived, which is inconsistent with the future left by the king before. Please ask your superiors to make an inference as to whether to proceed Finish."
Lu Ning became nervous immediately after hearing these words.
"Azhi, forget it."
Following the footsteps, Lan Tu slowly walked over, walking along a deserted street, alone, holding a cigarette in his mouth.
"If the king's affairs have been dealt with so many times, then this is not a feasible plan from the beginning. How can he think of any good results behind closed doors? It would be better to directly report the damage caused to the nobles."
The foreign affairs officer was silent for a moment and then said: "I can only report truthfully. I don't have any decision-making power. I am only here as the eyes of the nobles."
Lan Tu took a deep breath from the cigarette and then threw it to the ground.
"I remember that if I complete this mission, I can put forward a condition that is not too excessive, right?"
"If you intend to use this to get the nobles to issue orders, this is an excessive condition and will not be accepted."
"No, my condition is to give me a chance to talk to the nobles." Lan Tu smiled tiredly, "Don't worry, I just want to tell them about life in the outer city, survival in the outer city, and The stories of the people in the city and the outer city...the nobles are responsible for maintaining peace, aren't they? I just want to tell them directly as a person from the outer city. Of course, like you, I will tell the truth."
The foreign affairs officer whispered something, and then nodded: "But you don't have long, we will make a decision on the final handling of this incident soon."
Lan Tu nodded, took the ball of light from the foreign affairs officer's hand, and walked towards a deserted ruins.
Lu Ning watched all this not far away, but at this time she did not want to ask what the past was between Lan Tu and the foreign affairs officer. People like him always have a past that is difficult to explain.
Liu Yunqing and the five others were quickly restrained by the foreign affairs officers. Although the method may be a little bloody, at least it did not hurt lives. Lu Ning didn't care. She just looked in the direction of the greatest bishop and prayed that nothing would happen again. Things have changed.
Unfortunately, many things in this world always conform to Murphy's Law.
The space was so shattered that it was impossible to see clearly, as if an old TV suddenly regained its signal, and the scene inside was suddenly reflected in a dizzying jitter.
The king had stood up again, and dark vines sprouted from the crown, connecting his severed limbs like threads. His fingers pulled at the space again, repairing it into a shape that could barely be seen clearly by the outside world.
"Prepare to attack." Mist's foreign affairs officer immediately ordered.
When the king heard this, he just flicked his finger, and with a clang of drawing a sword, the space line released from the ring accurately cut into the hands of every foreign affairs officer present, interrupting their attempts to touch the weapon.
"I really don't like you people who sacrifice their lives for no purpose just because of orders." The king looked around, and it could be seen that his movements were still very clumsy. Small movements such as turning his head and bending his fingers were okay, but It seems more troublesome if it involves actions that involve the entire body.
Zhu Qinyuan's final blow indeed caused irreversible damage to the king.
"I'm very aware of my current state. I have no problem knocking you down, but it's almost impossible to defeat the nobles with such a body. The little girl's last blow cut off all the vitality of this body. Even Yuanyun The vitality in the body is also locked in each piece of the body and cannot be condensed into a whole." The king smiled again, "Being able to make such a decision in a moment of clarity is a character worthy of my admiration. .”
"Your Majesty the King, if you admit defeat, we can separate you again, return the three storage locations, and restart the three witnesses in the hope that you will have a better understanding next time." Mist's foreign affairs officer said.
"We should have never discussed this matter. After all, you should have suppressed me with force before this." The king raised his head and looked at the sky, "No matter what... I am a king, right? I seem to I have a little idea of what the past me was thinking. His consciousness should not be sleeping somewhere, but sleeping on the entire earth, together with his memory. It's a pity that I can't know what he is. Got an idea.”
"It's not your fault you have no memory."
"I'm glad that you can still speak to me with respect even though you know that I am disabled. But after all, I have inherited that guy's character. Even if you don't recognize me, I still think that I should be the king here. I should do something for this country."
"His Majesty……"
"It's very good here - it's just that I don't accept the final sleep. Most Archbishop, why don't you come and meet me?"
The burly body of the greatest bishop emerged from the ruins.
"King... you didn't deserve this. You could have told us."
"There was no one left at that time." The king smiled bitterly, "I thought about it carefully, and when I realized that I should share everything with those trustworthy friends, they were all gone... You and the director, the four legions Commander, if I involve everyone here, it will be difficult for me to appoint the same people to replace you... Isn't it ridiculous? I have discovered thousands of talents, but the only people I can truly trust are you. several."
"In the long history, even for a generation of wise kings, there are only five truly loyal ministers and good ministers. I am very surprised that you can find Isabel and others." The greatest bishop said, "You don't need to blame yourself, just ask yourself whether I feel guilty."
"My awakening will require the sacrifice of at least one person. My existence cannot be called justifiable." The king looked at the noble foreign affairs officer, "Even if I return to the old place, it will just be the same process repeating itself."
The Foreign Service Officer nodded honestly.
"So I still choose to be here - if one day I can confidently say that I can reshape the glory of this world, then I will return with the seven scenes of Wang Chen, I will conquer you, make the nobles surrender to me, and truly Build my kingdom. And if I never figure out the way, if I don't fall into eternal sleep, you can always wait until the day when the true king leads you. I have left two paths for this country, this is My final decision as king."
The longitude and latitude of the void gathered into a long stick in the king's hand, and he gently poked it on the ground.
With a shattering sound, the space suddenly collapsed.
"I will overcome my weaknesses, and you... continue to rule this country for the time being. Although you have violated the rule of true human ethics, modifications in this area are also your own problem. This country will not welcome it for the time being. It’s time for the next king, and you can only rely on yourselves.”
[Then, Your Majesty the King. 】
Everyone raised their heads and found seven people appearing in the sky, forming a circle surrounding the broken space where the king was below.
[We do not recognize you, but we still respect your identity. This country will neither be glorious nor decline. It will always be waiting for your return until the end of the world. 】
"Ha, if you can do it, make it brilliant. That's why I hate you... emotionless thinking machines." The king chuckled and shook his head, slightly raised the long stick and poked again, but this time it was... There was a loud noise like the earth was shattering. Lu Ning felt his eyes blurred. The destructive power was almost as much as that of the previous palace bombardment. It burst out from that space. A whole row of spaces began to break and squeeze together, connecting to the space of the palace. In the cracks.
The greatest bishop shook his head slightly: "I disappoint you all. The king has completely destroyed the nearby space connection. Even if I continue to recite, the funeral ceremony may not be able to continue to be effective."
"Forget it... I'll just solve it this time anyway." Kuzumi Heizhen wasn't disappointed either. He lay on his back on the ground, thankful that the king didn't intend to die with everyone in the end... This is probably the benefit of having a rational final boss.
On a small bridge about a few hundred meters away, Yin Tianyou, who witnessed the final space shock, sneered, shook the long sword holding the hilt with his fingers, and said mockingly: "I still died in the end. My mind is incomplete? If this king persists a little longer, I can get some benefits...Forget it, I really suffered a big loss this time."
He glanced down and saw that the resonance on the sword seemed to have stopped for a while, which meant that some annoying guy had probably been dealt with. Yin Tianyou was actually not surprised. He knew the character of his people best, so it would not be surprising if they died.
"Well, goodbye, Feng Hu, it's been very unpleasant to be your teammate these past few days." Yin Tianyou threw the sword off the bridge, sneered, crossed his hands and left in the opposite direction to the center of the battle.
About an hour later, the protective shield in the sky slowly began to disappear, and the clouds once again covered the surrounding area. The foreign affairs officers in golden costumes flew towards the ruins of the palace with huge backpacks on their backs, and began to repair the space with some unknown substances. of cracks.
It is rare for so many people to be active in the inner city.
"Do you feel okay?" Xixi helped Lu Ning do a simple treatment.
"Thank you... Xixi, you have been very friendly to us from the beginning. Is this the purpose of Dacapo?"
"Did you know that Sir Vera's ideas have always been the first lesson in foreign officer training?"
Lu Ning smiled. She knew that if Vera cooperated with Tatyev in the memory network experiment, then Dacapo should be the one among the nobles who really inherited part of the original person's thoughts. And Nest, Mist, and Sacrifice were born in the memory of the king, so there must be certain deviations. This also determines the different acting styles of each affiliated foreign affairs officer.
Of course knowing this is better than nothing.
"Are you leaving?" Xixi suddenly asked.
Lu Ning was stunned for a moment.
"Mist's black engraving list under construction contains your too-perfect information. Although the nobles will not doubt it, Lan Zhi is a very suspicious person. After all, even the life experiences of the residents of the outer city have been purged from their memories. It is too perfect. Are there some problems?" Xixi said the longest sentence.
But it sounds like the foreign affairs officer did not report this suspicion. Lu Ning glanced at the foreign affairs officer in white, her eyes were a little complicated, and then she felt relieved.
