The farce caused by the desire to be obsessed is just a small episode on the journey. The Morning Star is expected to arrive at its next stop destination, the Blade Rain State in the eastern United States, in two and a half days.
With the experience of the previous state, Gongsun Ce basically believed that this strategy of "asking friends to roll dice to choose the route" was feasible. There will probably be no shortage of fighting opportunities in the next state, so apart from occasionally joking and joking with his girlfriends, he spends most of his time on business: collecting information, repairing weapons, and developing moves.
It was now the dead of night. Gongsun Ce pushed aside the stacked design drawings and reference documents on his desk, and he had a vague idea in his mind. In the past few days, he has been looking for the direction of the next move. Duxiang Seal is a move used to restrain others, but only a hidden weapon is not enough on the battlefield.
Gongsun Ce reviewed his fighting style and found that the Momentum Spiral, which was usually used as a special move, could no longer keep up with the current battle, and the Twin Stars were too powerful to be used frequently. Now he was in urgent need of a mid- to long-range weapon. Effective means of output. You don't want to kill with one hit, but you want to be stable and efficient so as to threaten the enemy. Using this starting point to infer the meme's intentions, he quickly determined the basic material for this move.
"Stable and efficient needs to be a long-standing emotion, and high output means it needs to be explosively aggressive. Let's study it based on my personal experience..." Gongsun Ce wrote the starting point on the draft paper, "Pain will It’s a good choice.”
The so-called pain is the scars left by the past, which are the poison and pus that make people mourn and roar. The pain you once felt will not disappear, and the feelings will be diluted by time, but when the wound is touched, it is still as uncomfortable as before. Long suffering is suitable to be expressed in a "violent" way, such as thunder or artillery fire.
"Combined with Lingdao's experience, the concept of karma is very suitable as an auxiliary. Returning the damage to the villains who inflicted pain is not a kind of self-restraint... Cannons are very suitable for the carrier..."
Gongsun Ce turned the pencil in his hand and grabbed a design drawing of a prosthetic body that looked like a cannon. He wrote various scrawls on the paper that were almost graffiti, his eyes shining brightly. After his thoughts became clear, his inspiration flowed endlessly. This time, he drew up his thoughts in reality, only waiting to step into his inner world to enrich them and complete the construction.
"Done!" Gongsun Ce whistled, "Everything is ready, all we need is the east wind!"
Gongsun Ce put his cell phone in the drawer furtively, then stuck his head out the door and looked around to make sure that the girls had fallen asleep and were not nearby. The emotional breakdown after Du Xiangyin was still vivid in his mind. In fact, it was an emotion that could be relieved by self-regulation. He didn't want to expose his weak side in front of the girls again. After doing all this, he climbed into bed and fell asleep peacefully.
·
Gongsun Ce once again stepped into his own spiritual world, that simple "model house". This time he noticed some subtle changes in the house. Tiny and detailed carvings appeared on the stone walls, and there were patterns of stone tiles on the floor. The Duxiang Seal was transformed into a shuriken and hung on the wall on the right. The gray flame in the fireplace was still swaying quietly, and the flames seemed to be more agile.
The world-creating envoys told him that the process of spiritual cultivation is like building a "temple" for oneself in the mind to enshrine the deified spiritual light. The more detailed and vivid the structure of the temple, the stronger the expressive power of the spiritual light. Now these changes are undoubtedly a manifestation of his improvement in cultivation, so Gongsun Ce is in a happy mood. He sat cross-legged in front of the Nirvana, subconsciously reached out to the Filthy Holy Grail, and then took his hand back.
——"Don't use the power of emptiness method next time you practice."
The warning given by the King of Silence before leaving should not be taken lightly. Who knows what the Eternal King will do if he is stimulated. Gongsun Ce instead reached into the Nirvana, looking back on his past in an inefficient but safe way. His spirit sank in the cold flames, and he once again came to the practice place he built for himself. It was like a bottomless cliff with piles of murals. Each mural was his past, a past that he did not want to look directly at.
Gongsun Ce's eyes swept through each scene. Among them were his embarrassment when his bad joke was scolded, his shame when his poor performance was exposed, and even longer ago, when he was a child and endured the chaos in the city. The experience of starvation. These are undoubtedly "pains", slight and superficial pains. He plans to use this as a starting point to gradually deepen at a steady pace...
"!"
However, the situation suddenly changed at this moment, and the mural formed by memories suddenly boiled like water, raising uneasy bubbles. When the bubble burst, a black-red flame ignited, burning away the memories Gongsun Ce had prepared for himself. The woman with black hair and black eyes walked out of the fire. Her behavior was the same as before, but it made Gongsun Ce feel subconsciously uneasy.
"What are you doing?" Gongsun Ce frowned.
The Silent King looked at him with slow eyes as if he had not yet reacted. She stood still for a few seconds before slowly speaking: "You are practicing."
Gongsun Ce felt hairy all over his body: "Ah, yes, I am practicing. If you are interested, just watch quietly. If not, can you please give me some privacy?"
The King of Silence took a piece of ashes, as if to see the past burned by the flames. She looked at it for a few seconds, as if she saw something.
"I'll help you," she said.
There was certainly no malice in her words, and her presence could be called a sign of goodwill. However, a terrible coldness penetrated Gongsun Ce's spirit at this moment, making him tremble. Gongsun Ce suddenly thought of himself who was on the verge of collapse due to communicating with the one-eyed man, and of those dragon worshipers. All those worries condensed into the mysterious smile on Mr. Lan's face.
I just chatted with them and Mr. Lan said that they went crazy after they went out.
"No, stop!" Gongsun Ce roared, "I don't need your help!"
There was a familiar confusion in King Silence's eyes. "You are my kin. I will help you," she repeated.
The verbal communication had lost its meaning. Gongsun Ce immediately flew upwards, trying to leave the spiritual space of practice as quickly as possible and return to the stable reality. But kings are always the masters of the spiritual world, and all their actions are just noise that is not even a struggle in the eyes of the other party. The King of Silence stretched out her hand again and touched his forehead with her fingertips. The black and red vicious information came like a sea tide and penetrated into Gongsun Ce's heart according to her will!
The corruption of many vicious magicians is not due to subjective wishes, but simply because they have no possibility of communication or understanding in the face of too large an existence. Those souls that are unfortunate enough to encounter great beings will be assimilated and distorted in an instant, and become miserable lives that are inadvertently dominated by constant principles. At this moment, Gongsun Ce realized what happened to the unfortunate people. He roared, roared, and screamed, sinking in the crazy world. Everything he perceived was occupied by the annihilating flames. The crazy and cold fire carried His kindness, but in the eyes of mortals, it was undoubtedly a natural disaster. He was burned and incinerated, like a skeleton in the fire turning into pieces of ashes with thoughts. The burning sensation penetrated deep into the bone marrow, bringing unprecedented pain. He screamed, but couldn't make a sound. Expression at this moment became even more torture than Ling Chi. Every piece of ashes is suffering in the boundless hell, and every piece of ashes feels His will.
Feel the pain.
Achievement is powerful.
"——"
Ashes stirred in the fire. The flame manifests pain. All the pain he had experienced came to Gongsun Ce in detail, and was burned into the weak ashes by the calamity flames. Being beaten, burned, corroded by chemicals, pierced, limbs cut off, the body mutilated, beaten to pieces... Pain came in with memories, and the conscious Ashes got the same feeling, every time the pain All the experiences are repeated thousands of times in my mind, like endless torment in hell.
Suddenly the physical pain disappeared, and they thought hell had come to an end, but the picture that appeared immediately became clearer and more vivid.
He saw himself being laughed at and looked down upon. Running alone in the city. He was feared and despised because of his status as a superpower. The mental pain hit him endlessly, and he saw himself standing frozen under the sky city, with Rei Shigure's right hand piercing his chest and taking out his heart.
“————”
For the first time, the dusts emitted a recognizable scream. Countless ashes re-condensed into the form of Gongsun Ce. He was in the sky city, deep in the hell created by the angry sky. Qin Qianbai was about to be killed by Master Chi's monsters. At the last moment, she turned around and told him to leave quickly.
"no no!"
The painful memories continue, and continue. He came three years ago, when the Netherworld Disaster struck. He and his eldest brother fought side by side with everyone, but what happened was the second disaster. He once again saw familiar people turned into crystals, and saw their desperate faces before death. "No." Seeing the hellish Superbia. "No..." Seeing the man in white clothes and high hat standing alone in the beautiful hell, he let out a sneaky, shrill laugh.
Gongsun Ce had a premonition of what he was about to see. He cried and begged, tearing himself apart, trying to escape from everything he had ever experienced. But Situ Yi, who turned into flames, smiled at him, and he finally returned to the battlefield of the Valkyries, galloping like light with the silver-haired and silver-armored knights. Together they defeated their manipulated companions, encouraged each other, and supported each other to overcome despair, but all the good things were eventually ended by malice, and a black dagger pierced her chest.
She fell in a pool of blood, like a lone star falling.
"--don't want!!"
This is the real pain, not the physical scars nor the mental humiliation, but the fact that you watch the tragedy happen and watch her die, but you can only cry helplessly on the sidelines.
The hell of Tribulation Flame is over, but the pain will never go away. Gongsun Ce tore his own flesh and blood in the fire. He could see both the soul and the real world. The two worlds overlapped in his eyes and he could not distinguish each other. His body completely turned into flames, and Nirvana also ignited in the world on the other side. He walked forward, crying like crazy. He was going to burn out completely and become ashes that burned everything.
"calm."
There are stars twinkling in the endless hell, and her voice reaches the depths of the flames. "Maintain yourself." Starlight approached him and stepped through the flames turned into pain. Her body was burned but she showed no intention of retreating. She embraces gray fire in two worlds at once.
“Follow the lead and get the job done.”
The hellish scene was gradually dispersed by the soft starlight, and a trace of reason miraculously returned to the fire. The flame stuffed all the feelings into the carrier he had chosen in advance, not caring about carving it again. It rose upwards with the starlight, rising upwards.
He turned back into a human, he saw the true form of Starlight, and saw the face of the silver-haired woman. "Don't die." Gongsun Ce prayed, holding on to the tiny hope, "Alandia, don't die."
"I'm here, Ce."
Gongsun Ce's stars smiled at him.
He loses consciousness and falls in the darkness.
·
A bright star has been shining in the darkness, guiding the direction of departure. Gongsun Ce's consciousness followed the light and returned to his body from darkness.
The process of regaining consciousness was slow and painful, and it took him a long time to recognize his own body. When his senses recovered slightly, he felt as if he had turned into a zombie in the snow. Every bit of consciousness he regained reminded him of the stiffness and coldness of his torso. He had a faint sense, but he couldn't feel anything now. Gongsun Ce's consciousness was as silent as a high fever. He vaguely guessed that he was being moved, heard the faint sound of water, and the world outside was spinning. He didn't know whether he was lying down or lying down.
He felt a warm embrace.
Then, the sensation emerged from the fingertips bit by bit, and the real sense of survival came back with the severe pain. "...cold." Gongsun Ce made a sound. "Loss of temperature...heat...recovery..." The sound of the water became louder. There was another kind of heat coming from the surroundings and seeping into his body.
Gongsun Ce finally woke up.
"Alandia!" he cried in horror. The woman caressed his back, water drops rolling down her hands. "I'm by your side, Ce." The voice of the Dawn Knight came, and he felt relieved. Then those suppressed emotions broke out, and Gongsun Ce trembled with pain.
"I thought I had adapted, I thought I had accepted it long ago." He sobbed, "But I can't do it, Airandia. Every time I think of those past events, I feel sad. I have been dreaming every day since I left the kingdom. , dreaming about dragon disasters and those battles. I always think of the leader, Yulia and Sara, and so many people... They are all dead...
I don't want you to die, Arlandia. "
"I know how you feel." The woman's voice was soft, "I am also in pain."
Gongsun Ce lay on the woman's shoulder, his sobs turning into howls. She always offered words of comfort and never blamed him. Gongsun Ce's pain slowly flowed out during this process, and he suppressed it in his heart again. As the pain left, the remaining feelings gradually returned. He subconsciously felt ashamed and wanted to return to his usual state.
"I……"
"Continue to rest." Dawn Knight said firmly, her appearance blurred in the water vapor, "You are still extremely weak."
So Gongsun Ce relaxed and breathed slowly.
His perception and thoughts came back with the rise and fall of his chest, and now he had regained basic spatial awareness. He realized the source of the warmth and moisture. He was lying in the hot water. He also realized why he was able to lean on the woman's shoulders. Alandia lay under him and was hugged tightly by him.
"——?!"
Gongsun Ce looked into those gray eyes for a few seconds, trembling as if struck by lightning. Now that he was fully aware of his current situation, he was lying on Alandia's body in the bathtub filled with hot water. The feelings coming from every part of his body let him know that each other was as sincere as a newborn baby. The distance between them was so close that he could see the blush on the woman's face without wearing glasses.
"Ah! Ah!"
Gongsun Ce screamed in panic. He immediately wanted to let go and stand up, but he forgot that he was now powerless. This stupid behavior only made him slide down a little further. His head came near the white ravine, and his hands fell from her back to her waist.
"Please don't move, Ce." Alandia's voice was softer than usual.
"I--"
"Don't use super powers." Dawn Knight said seriously.
Gongsun Ce immediately stopped his thoughts. It is too dangerous to mobilize telekinesis now. If you are not careful, you will go berserk again. It took him a while to regain his composure, and the touch in his hand changed from the tight hardness to the previous softness, letting him know that the Dawn Knight was also nervous before.
"Why?" Gongsun Ce said incoherently, "We, how could I..."
"You have completely turned into flames, and part of you has even transformed into calamity flames." Airandia explained calmly, "I took emergency measures to return you to human form, but the mental impact brought about physical changes. You You are starting to lose your temperature, and I am worried that the influence of external forces will stimulate it, so I will first use physical means to provide first aid to you."
Gongsun Ce remembered the old stories he heard from the old people when he was young. It is said that when the weather is the coldest in the north, people occasionally die by the river or lake, and some lucky ones among the unfortunate will be rescued by the locals. It is useless to let them warm themselves over a fire or lie under a quilt at this time. Pouring them with boiling water will only add fuel to the fire. The locals would let them lie in hot but not boiling water so that their fragile bodies could absorb the heat and preserve their lives.
But there was no reason for the Dawn Knight to accompany him into the water, unless...
"Did my fire burn my clothes?" Gongsun Ce said desperately, "Are you not hurt?!"
"You didn't hurt me," Airandia said, "but you held on to me and I had no other choice."
Gongsun Ce wanted to lower his head and cry out, but found that under the current situation, this action was nothing short of indecent. He whispered, "Thank you for not telling them."
"In my personal opinion, you should not want other crew members to see this... embarrassing situation." Alandia said softly, "These are secondary, rest first."
Gongsun Ce also wanted to rest first, but the moment he realized the situation, he inevitably reacted. The reaction was extremely weak, but it was still there and couldn't be ignored.
"I'm sorry." Gongsun Ce closed his eyes, "I'm very sorry."
"Don't worry." Alandia responded in a low voice. She guided Gongsun Ce to loosen his stiff fingers little by little, and after five minutes, his zombie-like palm finally left the woman's body. At this time, they were finally able to change positions. Alandia sat leaning on the edge of the bathtub and helped his stiff body turn over so that Gongsun Ce would not sink to the bottom.
Now he was leaning on Alandia's chest, the despair in his chest almost numb. Gongsun Ce tried his best to make his skin lose feeling, but his newly recovered back was obviously not as obedient as his thoughts.
"Alandia, if you want to propose a duel to restore innocence, I promise that I will never fight back." Gongsun Ce said dryly, "Just kill me."
“The more you think before you speak, the less foolish you will say.”
"I don't deserve you..."
"you're worth it."
There was an awkward situation in the bathroom, neither of them knew how to speak, and water was dripping on the faucet. After a long time Alandia stroked his wet gray hair.
"You were not this tall four years ago," she said softly. "You had just reached my shoulders then."
"I don't want to prove my growth in such a miserable way." Gongsun Ce said stiffly, "At that time, I had to raise my head to communicate with you, because when I looked straight at you, I could only look at your chest and talk."
"I know you didn't mean it then."
"...Most of the time."
"I'm surprised."
Gongsun Ce began to give up on himself: "What's so surprising! I know I was so stupid at the time, but you are so beautiful, how could I not have any ideas!"
"oh."
Then the atmosphere became tense again. Gongsun Ce vigorously ordered his arms to move to get them out of this predicament, but his arms were hanging on both sides, as if he was determined to fight to the end. He took a deep breath and prepared to speak, but Alandia behind him spoke first.
"So when you were on the bridge last night, you were serious..."
"I'm not!" Gongsun Ce screamed, "I wanted to touch...but I didn't want to...I used to be...ahhhh! Please don't talk about this, just kill me!"
"It seems you are still far from being a gentleman."
Gongsun Ce couldn't see the other party's expression, but he inferred from these words that Alandia had recovered some strength due to his tragic situation. He said lowly: "I will never be the type you admire..."
"Actually, I don't like the behavior of upper-class people."
So what kind of man do you like? Gongsun Ce swallowed these words and told himself that he could no longer think wildly. He turned to say: "You have always been in control of my situation, right?"
Her response was predictably familiar: "Reasonable speculation. What's the evidence?"
"When the plane crashed on the day we set off, you reacted earlier than Ling." Gongsun Ce sighed, "I had some vague guesses at that time, but this time you came to save me and I was convinced. You are right There is no control over the surrounding environment. What you can perceive is my state, and of course the medium is..."
"My aura."
Gongsun Ce took a deep breath and said with blind faith that a miracle would definitely happen: "Please, Alandia, tell me it's not you I saw in my dream."
Alandia said calmly: "That is the power I left behind..."
Gongsun Ce was relieved and breathed a sigh of relief. But he suddenly felt very bad. The Dawn Knight prolonged her tone, which meant that she still had the rest of the sentence to say.
"But the power contains my will." Alandia said leisurely.
Gongsun Ce said tremblingly: "Why?"
Alandia's hands wrapped around his body and pressed on his chest.
"To put it simply and concisely, we have a spiritual connection."
"Kill me." Gongsun Ce repeated this countless times, "Kill me."
(End of chapter)
