Chapter Seventy-Six: Dead or Not Dead!
Hearing Roa's explanation, Nero Kaos's eyes returned to cold and inorganic.
"—So the 'beasts' sent out were all killed, and it was a terrible eye. However, can the 'Eye of Death' you are talking about hurt me from such a distance to the 'Primordial World'?"
"This ......" Luo A hesitated for a few seconds and shook his head, "I don't know, at least I can't—what do you think, what do you think? ”
Before he could finish speaking, another man in black walked out from behind Nero Kaos. If Roa and Nero Kaos are like twins, plus the new Ariya is a triplet - the way to distinguish is still the look, Nero Kaos is inorganic, Roa is happy, and Ariya is depressed, even the voice is so depressing.
"I don't know. As far as I know, the Eye of Death doesn't have such abilities, but the opponent is that woman, and I wouldn't be surprised that whatever happened to her. ”
Luo Ah smiled, not surprised: "After all, it is a container connected to the 'root', which is even more unreasonable than the 'Demon Eye of Direct Death'. ”
"So, from the very beginning, I objected to your casual attack on the two rituals, which are not easy opponents to deal with. Launching a rash attack will only alert her. ”
Araya, who had been killed once, knew better than anyone how terrible the two rituals were, and he was more cautious than anyone else.
"Don't say that, Nero is also kind-hearted, hoping to do a little bit for our allies and make our cooperation more enjoyable. ”
Araya snorted sullenly, unappreciative of Roa's explanation.
"Don't say this kind of meaningless words, you and I know very well that it is not Nero Kaos who really wants to test the two rituals, but yourself. You don't fully trust me, and you want to know if the two ceremonies are as terrible as I say. ”
Luo A was not surprised, and said with a smile: "It's not that I don't trust you, it's just that I'm just a little curious." In a sense, your eternity is more complete than mine. I wonder what kind of existence you can call a terrible woman. Well, there is also a reminder of Nero, and you heard what you just said. Because of the concept of chaos, his way of thinking is becoming more and more confusing, and verbal reminders do not work well for him. Only by making him feel the pain will he, or the beasts within him, settle down—there is no better object than the two rituals. ”
"Your bad taste hasn't changed at all, Roa. ”
Nero Kaos, who was so evaluated, said lightly, without any sense of anger, which made Roa feel disappointed.
"You're more bored than you used to be, Nero. It's a shame that you were such an interesting person 200 years ago. ”
"People change. This is Nero Kaos's answer.
Araya has a different view: "Becoming external, the essence of man will never change, and the cause has been determined from the birth of life." ”
Different points of view represent differences in the paths taken, so one becomes a heretical vampire, and the other imprisons himself in eternal "stillness".
The inorganic gaze met the depressed eyes, and the collision of ideas made the air between the two a little more unstable.
"No matter what, whether it is changed or unchanged, at least you must first get immortality before you have the qualifications to discuss. ”
Roa walked between the two and parted their staggered gazes. While it must be fun for these two guys who have gone to the extreme in their respective fields to fight, now is not the time to go to war.
"By the way, are you back? It's a rare opportunity, let him tell me what he thinks?"
“Assassin。 ”
"In. ”
As if to verify the wise saying "people gather by like, things by groups", it is a voice with a high degree of similarity that responds to the call of the absurd. But this time, the person who spoke did not show up, and still disappeared in an invisible place, worthy of the servant who took the assassin as his position.
"Tell me what you think. ”
"Yes. There is no real eternity in the world, and the so-called eternity is only the destiny that has not yet arrived. When destiny comes, all things will usher in an equal death. ”
The Assassin's attitude, while respectful, uttered a point that fundamentally denies the existence of the Dead Apostles.
The pleasant smile on Luo A's lips finally faded, and was replaced by a displeased snort: "For the guardians of human reason, it is really a standard answer. Leaving aside the question of whether this answer is correct or not, I would like to ask a question first - as an assassin, those who were assassinated by you were also killed because of the destiny of heaven?"
"Exactly. The Assassin's tone was unusually calm, like a pool of stagnant water that had not changed for a thousand years.
"Is your death too?"
"Yes. ”
"Everything is destiny, so what is the meaning of human existence?"
"Because there is death, there will be a meaning of existence, and the so-called eternal existence is meaningless. ”
Undoubtedly, this is another clash of ideas.
Nero Kaos asked, "When will my destiny come?"
"When it's time to come, it will come. ”
Hearing this answer, a clear sarcasm appeared on Roa's face.
"Nero, needless to say, those who have died will not understand our choice. You still concentrate on fulfilling your obligations as a servant, and in the end you will naturally have the opportunity to fulfill your wishes - tell me, where is the goal now?"
"Master-" The Assassin's attitude was obvious, I only listened to the Master's orders.
"Say it. ”
"We've reached the bottom of the mountain, and contact is expected in five minutes. ”
"What should I do, keep running up the hill?" asked Araya.
"No need, just meet it here, and if you run any longer, Nero's beast will want to eat again. And here, you don't have to worry about being seen, so you can use your power to your heart's content. ”
Roa said as she leaned down and pressed her hands to the ground.
"I can already feel the shaking of the earth, no matter how many times I look at it, I feel shocked, worthy of the legendary army led by the king of Persia who blocked Alexander the Great several times. ”
"So what? After all, they are vassals attached to magicians, and the so-called Noble Phantasm 'Athánatoi Ten Thousand' is not truly immortal. ”
Nero Kaos said, his coat swelling like a sail against the wind.
Immediately after, the black sail turned into an ocean, and beasts of different shapes rushed out of his body and spread out along the hillside—under the black coat was no longer a human body, but a "sea of chaos" formed by the aggregation of six hundred and sixty-six lifeforms.
"Let me tell him what the real undead are!!"