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The moonlight fell, and the dark mausoleum seemed to be bleeding slowly.
Edward sat on the piano bench, unscrewed the thermos, took a sip of hot water, and talked to himself in the air.
"No, I like this feeling very much. It's pleasant and beautiful to quietly listen to the footsteps of an era slowly dying."
"I am not a destination, I am just a process."
Several black and white keys on the piano in front of her were automatically depressed, and the sound was extremely long, harsh, and disharmonious, making people irritated for no reason.
"It's not time yet," Edward said. "I can feel strong hatred, and it is accompanied by a very clear malicious purpose."
The demon took another sip of hot water and tapped the white keys with his fingers.
"Roselle's hatred told me that she wanted to pull out every bone in my body and smash it into pieces, and that she wanted me to be burned alive or still alive after suffering all kinds of pain. She also used the ancient magic of her homeland on me. Punishment, car splitting, or Ling Chi - that is a punishment of cutting off three thousand pieces of flesh with one knife, or letting me experience the pain of a child being killed, haha, it feels like the child is in more pain than me."
"Sad news, her love for the world has now turned into hatred for me. She is crazy, but she has not lost control yet."
"But, well, I don't hate it."
"I would be disappointed if there was no malice. There is always no point in provoking good-tempered people. After all, the darkness in people's hearts is the soil where demons thrive."
She turned her palm over and took out a long chestnut wavy hair from her cuff. She wrapped the long hair around her fingers, then closed her eyes and searched for the "elements" related to Bernadette in her spirituality. "Dawn" stronghold and treasure house.
Blue flames ignited in her hair, and she saw the rough sea in her spiritual vision, a palace hidden in the mist.
"Emerald City?"
"Sea of Mist...yeah."
The island where the Emerald City is located, Rasha, is a small island that does not exist on the map. The residents living on it are all descendants of the people who fled the war-torn Intis with Bernadette.
The island is completely hidden by the magic of the "Secretist". Finding a safe passage requires the fairy tale magic "Argonauts", and opening the door to Rasha is the famous spell in "Arabian Nights": "Open Sesame".
"What a fantasy... Ali Baba and the Forty Thieves." Edward read all the paths and ways to open them, then burned the hair, leaving little dust falling on the ground. "The knowledgeable person is so good, Luo Serge has a rich reserve of fairy tales and myths. Unfortunately, Edward in the old days was not a person who was interested in these, but the more widely known fairy tale magic is enough."
The soldiers are very fast, and they can move faster than the ship. There is no need to recall the "Suicide". Let them continue to float on the sea and see what Cleon plans to do next.
A white key suddenly collapsed, emitting a strange high-pitched sound.
"What?"
Edward immediately turned his head to look at the strange forest, only to hear a blood-curdling roar suddenly cut through the night of the island. The thin black covering the place spread, covering the entire open space and pulling it in. In the hands of the "Emperor".
Boom!
From the direction of the mausoleum came a loud sound that could almost burst one's eardrums, as if the two tall and heavy stone doors suddenly opened.
The huge dark green and nearly black trees in the distance waved their branches, pulled out their roots one after another, and then, like humans, approached where Edward was.
The entire primeval forest is "alive"!
The huge red dragon with flames flowing from its skin quickly flew into the sky, and the eight-legged magic wolf began to run wildly between the trees... All the extraordinary and mutated creatures on the island became restless and headed towards the mausoleum.
Seeing the densely packed trees that almost covered the sky coming in like a tide, and the extraordinary creatures rushing madly from the depths of darkness, Edward moved his fingers, and then fell into silence.
Suddenly, her face became unfamiliar, as if the lining of a piece of clothing was suddenly turned outside. Her outline remained unchanged, but her whole temperament suddenly changed, and an ancient and cold breath emanated from her body. , like facing silence itself.
The Declined King watched everything in front of him calmly, and then blew a gentle breath.
As easy as blowing out a weak candle.
call--
Strong winds blew in all directions.
Everything in front of her was like lights, and their bodies were annihilated in the wind in an instant. In just one breath, the incoming trees turned into dead wood and fell one after another. The running and roaring extraordinary creatures fell to the ground one after another, and the giant dragon in the sky began to rot from its head. , when the wings turned into skeletons, they fell from the sky and hit the ground.
The skeletons knelt at the feet of death. The scattered skeletons were still covered with nerves, twitching and struggling instinctively under the control of the brain that was not completely dead.
Then, she looked at the two open doors deep in the darkness, and her eyes met with the shadowy figures.
She pressed her hand on the piano, and everything else was rapidly distorting. The ground, trees, black stones, the surrounding space and the ground seemed like pieces of flat paper that had been roughly crumpled into balls by someone. .
The Declined King remained silent. She doesn't like to talk very much.
Strictly speaking, she prefers to be alone with her gods at times like this, rather than holding a microphone to interview other gods about their dying feelings. But when old friends met, and it was most likely the last time they met, as a god with her own rules and a sense of ritual, she decided to say something.
"Death will reunite you," she said.
Under the current situation, no words can bring the completely crazy god back to reason.
The "Black Emperor" is the most special god. A polluted life will be cut off from pollution as long as it dies. However, she is always in the cycle of life and death. The pollution cannot disappear, the pain never stops, and the loneliness never ends.
The moment she became the emperor, the power made her immortal, and the emperor was eternal. Only the new emperor could kill her.
Her sight passed through the heavy door of the mausoleum, breaking through the blockade out of anger and reaching the outside world.
The glorious providence falls, the bones fall silent, and all mortals have to kneel down.
The declining king quietly watched the emperor's surging anger. The black world separated two meters in front of her and merged behind her, like waves separated by rocks.
"Bury me on a high mountain——"
"Looking at my hometown."
The piano keys in front of the Outer God automatically dented, as if a pair of invisible hands were playing.
The heavy and sad songs were sung by the outsiders in the most accurate Chinese. The invisible melody was woven into a large net, and the sound spread to the surroundings along with the spirituality, covering the mausoleum in the center of darkness softly and undeniably.
"My hometown is invisible——"
"Never forget!"
The furious and crazy shadow was like being struck by lightning, and the bloody "eyes" all over her body twisted and fluctuated one by one. Unspeakable sorrow and pain gradually rose up in her body. This strong feeling called "nostalgia" gradually became stronger, and with that Anger divided the court.
It was as if the weight of an entire dead world was pressing down, the shadows gradually became silent, and the darkness began to shrink back into the depths of the mausoleum.
Finally, the door closed with a bang, and the moonlight covered it like a red veil.
When the dust settled, the "lining" turned back again, revealing the surface of the clothes.
"It's really scary." Edward pretended to be frightened. She stuffed the piano and stool back into the storage cabinet, looked around, and then waved her hand casually toward the sky.
Her figure gradually faded away, and she left the island from the spiritual world.
This unobtrusive, polluted place returned to calm, with only the moonlight illuminating everything living and dead.
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"Gehrman, do you think that if I capture the 'Immortal King' and crossbreed it with my apples, will it be able to solve the short-lived defect of my apples?"
Frank Lee stroked the red apple in his hand and said sadly.
May death always take care of your apples. Klein said calmly: "You have to be able to do it."
"He will definitely not agree and will plant me in the soil." Frank sighed, "My transformation technology is not perfect. A chicken can live for at least one year, but after turning into an apple, it has only two vitality About a month ago, it was almost only one-tenth of the original value.”
"Ninety percent of it is lost in the process. How can we overcome this technical defect?"
I think it's good as it is now... I really believed your lies and thought you were making hybrid agricultural products at the beginning... Klein replied seriously: "I hope you can improve the technology as soon as possible."
Frank was encouraged and said: "...You are indeed a truly wise and far-sighted good man. I am really lucky. After leaving the church, I finally met a few people with whom I can be close to each other."
He kept his expression unchanged and did not explain anything. He looked away from the enthusiastic Frank, but just happened to meet the eyes of Anderson who was setting a trap and planned to catch a few roasted chickens and apples to eat.
Anderson smiled without embarrassment. It seems that the deliciousness of roasted chicken and apples is enough to offset that part of the scary aliveness.
Klein clenched his fists to resist the urge to distort his expression.
Just then, Frank Lee began enthusiastically promoting his other products:
"Mr. Sparrow, would you like a baked potato tonight?"
"It tastes like beef, it tastes like beef, but it's really potatoes."
Will you get sick if you eat this... Beef Stew with Potatoes... Stew Potatoes with Potatoes... Klein replied coldly:
"I don't eat midnight snacks."
"How about my grilled fish for dinner? The red wine pan-seared tuna is really good and I sell them to land."
Does anyone eat this stuff on land? Crane maintained the coolness of a mad adventurer: "White bread and roasted meat are enough."
Frank was a little disappointed: "That's okay, our chef is very good."
Since arriving on the "Future", Klein felt that his ability to complain has improved rapidly. He looked at the busy people on the deck and asked: "What are they preparing to do?"
At this time, "Star Admiral" Cattleya, who had been busy in her room for the past few days, walked out. This lady wore a pair of thick glasses on the bridge of her nose, covering her dark purple eyes with mysterious charm. .
The previously unimaginable flying speed of the "Future" obviously did not belong to Cattleya herself. She was vaguely aware of what was happening and chose to hide it.
She glanced at Klein and said succinctly:
"Be prepared, we are about to enter that sea."
How far have we flown? Klein was stunned, it was less than half a day!
His original plan was to approach this dangerous sea area, consult the "Snake of Destiny" Will Asceptin through the paper crane, and learn the corresponding environmental conditions from her, but unexpectedly, an accident occurred and he encountered the "Immortal" "King" Agaritu, the "Future" arrived at the destination without giving him any buffer time.
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In the crisis-ridden sea area of the Gods, danger is hidden at almost every step. After bypassing the huge breathing corpse and seeing the golden carriage speeding out of the floating island, the "Future" was finally on a safe channel. Advance for several hours.
Klein could occasionally see fires floating on the surface of the sea, but he could not find any traces of marine life, including the mermaid tribe.
Time passed by, and Klein was about to leave the deck and go to the restaurant, when he suddenly noticed that the surroundings suddenly darkened!
The sky, which was always at noon, had no sunlight and was completely shrouded in dense darkness.
This change was so fast and so sudden that Klein's first reaction was to turn off the lights!
Silently, the "Future" was covered with a layer of bright stars, illuminating the road to everywhere.
"Hermit" Cattleya's slightly magnetic voice was amplified again, echoing in everyone's ears: "Go back to the room, or find a corner and let yourself fall asleep."
"Then wait for it to wake up naturally."
Frank's voice sounded like a giant bear roaring in the darkness: "What will happen if you don't sleep?"
"Then when others wake up, they will find that you have disappeared and will never be found again." Cattleya responded calmly.
So scary? Klein chose to believe the intelligence of the "Star Admiral" and immediately returned to his cabin, took off his coat and lay on the boat. Under the influence of spirituality and self-hypnosis, he quickly fell asleep.
After an unknown amount of time, the foggy dream world suddenly became clear. Klein suddenly woke up and realized that he was dreaming.
"The world of dreams? Is this what's special about this sea area?"
Klein turned over and sat up, and found that he was sitting on the top of a boulder. Not far away, Cattleya was sitting there holding her knees.
Klein looked around and noticed that there was a huge abyss rift in front of him. Behind the rift was a magnificent group of buildings. Countless palaces, countless towers and city walls covered the mountain peaks, frozen in the dusk-like afterglow. In the history of this dream world.
This magnificent picture made Klein stunned for a moment, and he felt like he was shocked both physically and mentally.
"This is……"
"This is a common dream for all of us..." Cattleya, who was sitting, made a sleepy sound.
With the ability to wake up in dreams, Klein naturally planned to go elsewhere to explore. Cattleya in the dream refused his invitation, so he jumped off the boulder and walked away alone.
But looking around, he saw that the surrounding buildings were all strange black monasteries. No matter where he wanted to go, unless he jumped off a cliff, he had to pass through the monastery.
Since there was no other choice, Klein came directly to the dark door of the monastery.
The gate was nearly ten meters high and did not look like it was prepared for humans. Klein looked at it for a few seconds, took a breath, stretched out his hands, spent a lot of effort, and even "used" the "Creep Hunger" through imagination. "After that, he opened the door.
Klein walked through the door and entered the square. Unexpectedly and reasonably, he saw Frank Lee, Nina, Ottolov, Anderson and others here.
Is this their dream? It's not like that... Or should we say that everyone's dreams are limited to themselves, and then appear randomly somewhere in the world? Klein guessed uncertainly.
Frank Lee was closest to him, holding a shovel and shoveling gravel. Next to him were white bread, toast, pan-fried fish and other foods that had fallen to the ground.
Was he planning to use them as food for growing something? Even in dreams... Klein approached, chatted with him for a few words, and then flew away at a faster speed.
After passing through a square with a lot of traces of battle left, light shone in, and Klein saw that the surrounding walls and ceilings were painted with large murals, which looked sacred and gorgeous.
There is another small door ahead. Klein hesitated for a moment, then walked over and pushed him away.
His vision suddenly turned into darkness, and even the glorious temple behind him fell into darkness!
...I won't be blind... This thought came to Klein's mind reflexively, and then he put his right palm into his pocket and took out a box of imaginary matches.
Familiarly, he took out a match and lit it. A weak flame immediately appeared in front of Klein's eyes.
The flames struggled to expand, illuminating the surrounding scenes.
This is a cell, a cell with an iron gate ajar!
Why am I here? Neither next to the "Star Admiral" nor in the mural hall where the others are... I reached another place through this door? Or have you come near someone who can influence your dreams to a certain extent? While his thoughts were spinning, Klein flicked his hand and extinguished the match that almost burned his finger.
His left palm was quickly dyed with a layer of pure and brilliant sunshine, and his eyes seemed to have two more miniature "suns".
With the help of the soul of the "Priest of Light", he gained the night vision ability of the "Holy Light".
Looking around, Klein saw that the cell he was in was not too narrow, but the ground was dirty and messy, with many footprints. He didn't know what had happened.
"Most of them are human footprints. A few are exaggerated. Maybe they belong to giants...?" Klein came to the ajar gate and looked out cautiously.
Suddenly, his eyes narrowed.
He saw a black knight wearing armor and holding a giant sword. Two eerie red lights flashed behind his faceplate. He was in the cell next to him, only five meters away from him!
Just as Klein was about to retreat, he suddenly discovered that this black knight seemed to be... sitting in the corner?
This black knight was almost as tall as a giant. Even sitting there, he was almost half the height of a human being. He couldn't see clearly in the shadows, so much so that Klein was startled by him.
His body movements showed a kind of fear and nervousness. Klein was worried that he would find him. As a result, the black knight seemed to be more worried that Klein's movements would attract something.
"The Romance of Fairy Wood"
Klein cautiously moved away. At this moment, the black knight suddenly ran out from the corner of the next cell, holding the giant sword in his arms, and moved with a brisk and agile movement that was completely inconsistent with his body shape. The pose ran away without even making a sound.
Klein looked at the fleeing black knight with dull eyes, feeling a little confused for a moment.
A few seconds later, slow footsteps approached, and a man wearing a simple cloth robe, holding a silver candlestick in his hand, appeared in the corridor outside. When he saw Klein, he was slightly startled, but he was very casual and polite. Say hello.
"Hello."
"...Hello." Klein replied.
"I am an ascetic monk, chasing a ferocious and evil existence here." The ascetic monk said gently, the cloth robe on his arm slid down, revealing his muscular arms, as if he could kill a tiger with one punch, "He is A monster wearing black armor, other evil beings call him the 'Black Saint'."
"In order to spread the glory of the Lord, I will kill him here."
"Strange traveler, have you seen him?"
TBC
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Double update on the 4th!
*The lyrics appearing in this article are from the classic song "Wang Xiang Ci".
