A dark green armored personnel carrier that doesn't belong to this era at all, racing wildly.
During the bumps, Mayumi was already aware of the excellent performance of this car, and she was fascinated by the roar of the powerful engine.
"snort……"
With a somewhat contented hum, a voice sounded in the carriage: "General's daughter, you seem to have realized the superior performance of this car. I am satisfied with this."
Mayumi didn't intend to give it a good look: "How does your car compare with the mechanical life of the Sky City?"
That's still not as good as that.
Apart from anything else, the 'Hammer Destroyer' patrolling the Grand Plaza of the Mystery is awesome...
But the war demons are unwilling to admit the disparity.
Its "transformation technique" has limitations. It must understand the structure of the object before it can change it.
It has not seen the detailed design drawings of the Hammer Destroyer, nor has it been disassembled and assembled by itself, so it cannot be changed for the time being.
While galloping, Feng Gu remained silent.
To be precise, after seeing the "memory" sent by the war demon, she fell into thinking.
She finally couldn't hold back and said, "Mayumi...and Mr. War Demon, there is something I don't know whether to mention."
Mayumi looked at her: "What's wrong?"
The war demon chuckled: "Corporal Fenggu, you can say it boldly. I don't know if the general's daughter is willing to listen. But for me, it is very important to listen to the reports of front-line combatants during the war. It will help Commanders master the real battlefield to secure victory.”
"Then I said..."
Feng Gu thought for a moment and decided to start from the beginning.
"You know, my 'Rebirth Style' is an inherited skill. I got it from my mother, and I also got all the corpse puppets collected by all the elders. Among them, there is a corpse puppet and the 'vomiting' Wyn Mullen' very similar..."
Twain Mullen?
Is he the grandson of the transformation demon?
The war demon and Mayumi were both silent, and Feng Gu had already started her performance.
She cast a spell directly in the carriage and summoned a corpse puppet from her Soul Society——
The corpse puppet of the Twelve Realms!
The Necromancer is a special profession. The combat ability of the corpse puppet basically determines the strength of the Necromancer.
Fenggu is only in the seventh realm. Logically speaking, her mana is not enough to summon a corpse puppet in the twelfth realm.
However, after Zuo Chang's development, her upper limit of mana has been significantly improved.
Now, she can summon the corpse puppets of the Twelve Realms, but she can't let them fight——
Corpse puppets themselves have no magic power, and they need wind bones to "inject energy" into them.
If there is a difference in cultivation level, there will be a difference in the quality of mana.
Injecting the thin mana of the wind bone into the corpse puppet of the Twelve Realms is like adding unrefined crude oil to the fuel tank of a car, which will shut down as soon as it is ignited.
"Um?"
The corpse puppet of the Twelve Realm just appeared and immediately made a confused sound.
He raised his face and looked at Feng Gu with dull eyes: "Incredible... Fenghun seems to have an amazing descendant. You, a mere seventh-level person, actually summoned me?"
Wind soul.
I don’t know how many generations of ancestors Feng Gu has.
The corpse puppet continued to raise his palm, sensing the thin mana that maintained his existence: "But this level of mana cannot allow me to assist in the battle. What is your name?"
Feng Gu lowered his head to her corpse: "I am Feng Gu, hello, senior..."
"I'm just an undead golem, your summon. You don't have to be so polite to me." The corpse puppet looked at the cramped carriage, "What are you calling me out for?"
Mayumi looked at the corpse in front of him.
Not too much.
The corpse puppets in front of me looked to be in their thirties or less than forty.
He exuded a cold and desolate aura. He didn't know whether it was like this before he was alive or after death.
There was a scar on his face, obviously caused by a sharp instrument. It spread from under his left eye to his chin, and even separated his lips. It looked unusually ferocious.
The grandson of old Mullen whom I saw in "Memory" before was only twenty-five years old at best.
Moreover, the grandson of old Mullen is high-spirited, exuding youthful vitality, and his face is even more flawless.
but……
Really similar, probably the same person.
Mayumi asked: "Sir, are you - Twain Mullen?"
The corpse puppet turned and looked: "Do you know my name?"
Wait, could it be that...
The corpse puppet walked to the car window and looked at the scenery outside.
After seeing the mountains wrapped in blood-red mist in the distance, his eyes widened and he said in a voiceless voice: "Blood Mist Ridge?! Is this... could this be..."
The old golden empire era? !
"senior……"
A cry of pain sounded from behind.
Feng Gu frowned and said, "Senior...please control your emotions...my mana is not enough to sustain your anger. I can hardly breathe now."
The strong breath spreads.
The war demon remained silent and took the initiative to provide mana to Feng Gu, easing her pain.
Twain Mullen just couldn't calm down.
After half a minute, his trembling eyes calmed down.
He let out a long breath, looked at Mayumi and said: "I am Twain Mullen, the last 'human hero' of the old golden empire. Madam, please tell me the current situation. I don't understand what we are going through. Why am I looking at it again?" Arrived at Blood Mist Ridge? Could it be that... after so many years, the 'Blood Mist Mutation' has come again?"
…
…
"I see...God made my era into a competition..."
In the carriage, Twain Mullen nodded and murmured to himself.
He smiled slightly and said: "Although I have died a long time ago, I also learned about the aftermath of the old Golden Empire through the mouths of past masters. It was destroyed, right?"
Mayumi nodded: "Yes. Everything will disappear. There is nothing to regret."
"Haha... That's true. But I always wonder if the ending would have been different if a 'Last Hero' had really appeared."
Maren's eyes were calm, as if he was expecting something or regretting something.
It seems to be just an ordinary narrative.
He continued: "At least, the resistance of my companions and I would not be so hopeless. We were fighting against the devil, and we were also fighting against our own despair - it will pass, and it will get better. We comforted each other like this, and another One after another died, but I was lucky enough to meet Miss Wind Soul before I died, and she continues to this day in the form of an undead golem."
"??"
Mayumi and Feng Gu looked at each other, and she asked: "Is there no last hero?"
Twain Mullen nodded: "No. I don't know why, when later generations talk about the final chapter of the old golden empire, they will invent a brave man... In the story where the devil may appear, there must be a brave man, otherwise It’s not exciting enough! Even though the so-called last hero didn’t bring victory in the story.”
this--
The oral accounts of the parties should be more reliable than the so-called "historical data".
Or did The Last Brave appear after Twain Mullen died?
Mayumi asked again: "What about the 'Sword of the Brave'? Whose hand is it in?"
At this time, Maren frowned in confusion.
He asked: "The Sword of the Brave? What is the Sword of the Brave?"
(End of chapter)
