Chapter Eighty-Eight: Coughing Up a Knife
Yingluo pouted: "God?well, another crazy one!"
Jian Tong Yan glared at him viciously: "Ahem, isn't it? Who in this world can achieve immortality? You, the Knight King, or the Knights of the Round Table? Oh yes, I forgot that you are just poor creatures who died a long time ago! Haha...... Ahem!" He had just laughed a few times before he coughed violently again. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
Although it is not a contradiction, everyone has no way to refute it. Human beings are inherently fascinated by eternal life, even among some of the most famous figures in history. In a sense, the success of the inkstone may really bring mankind to a new level.
"Hey, I don't want such an eternal life!" Ying Luo showed a disgusted look.
Jian Tong shook his head for a moment, but said with a confident look: "Ahem, don't deceive yourself." No one in the world can escape the fear of death, don't you heroic spirits want to die and be resurrected?"
The King of Conquest was the first to die, and the Knights of the Round Table were shaken.
"Haha, cough, haha!" "Yes, surrender to me, bow down to me, maybe when I am happy, I will give you eternal life?"
"Don't don't, don't ......" Yingluo shook her head again and again, accidentally touching the wound, and she bared her teeth in pain.
Jian Tong's dirty Yan twitched: "It's really hard-mouthed, at this time, you still can't confess your inner desires?"
Yingluo cried and laughed and said, "Yes, I admit that I am afraid of death." ”
Jian Tong Yan hurriedly said: "Then why don't you want to surrender to me, I can give you eternal life!"
Yingluo said fearfully: "We don't have any friendship, so let's forget it." ”
Jian Tong dirty inkstone went crazy: "Why, you don't want eternal life, there must be a reason!"
The King of Conquest also whispered, "Yes, what are you more serious, although I only want to be resurrected, wouldn't it be better if I could live forever?"
Ying Luo glanced at him angrily: "Traitor!"
The King of Conquest smiled, "The king will not hide his desires. ”
Yes, although this product is quite bold, but in a way, he is also a tyrant who burns, kills, and plunders all kinds of evil.
"Ahem. Jian Tong continued to cough, and said arrogantly to Yingluo: "I can give you another chance to choose again." ”
Don't you feel good about yourself?
Yingluo is also unhappy, she is now injured and unable to move, so she consciously positions herself as a "watching the play and playing soy sauce" role, but this old guy is still unrelenting, why is he just staring at himself? I have eaten a mouthful of rice from your house? Hey, it seems that I have really eaten it, and I have eaten a lot...... In short, I will find my own way to live forever, and if I don't want anyone, don't want to impose it on me!
"Then I'll be blunt!"
"Ahem, you say it!"
"It's so ugly!" said Eiraku.
"What?"
Not only was Tong dirty and stupid, but even the others were dumbfounded.
"I say, it's too ugly!" Yingluo said mercilessly, "Even if the soul is materialized, it's too ugly for you to look like this." I don't want to be an old guy like you. Although I'm afraid of death, I'm even more afraid of ugliness!" "It's not cool to be a woman, but I've gotten used to it for so many years." There's no need to put slippery skin and become a shriveled old orange, right?
The corners of Jian Tong's dirty inkstone twitched, and he patiently explained: "You misunderstood, the old decay became like this, just because the old decay was like this when the body was materialized. ”
Ying Luo paused for a moment and asked, "That means that the soul will take on the appearance of a physical body?"
Jian Tong Dirty Yan nodded: "Yes, for example, if you release the third method now, you will maintain your current appearance." ”
Yingluo asked strangely: "Don't you say that the soul is constant, how can it change according to the body?"
yes, why?
A group of people turned their heads one after another and looked at the dirty inkstone.
The dirty inkstone was also asked, yes, the soul is constant and unchanging, which is absolutely true. You must know that he was one of the three people who founded the Holy Grail system together hundreds of years ago, and the reason why he was able to live so long was because he would transfer his soul in different bodies. The underlying theory for achieving this result is the constancy of the soul.
Can...... If this is the case, why did the self who has realized the Third Dharma appear in such an old image? According to reason, it should be the original form of the soul, that is, the youngest and strongest image!
Don't......
A cold sweat broke out on the forehead of the dirty inkstone.
"Oh, I see!" said Yingluo suddenly realized.
Everyone turned their heads again, looking at her and waiting for the following.
Yingluo smiled: "The third method may really be able to materialize the soul, but your third method is either not completed or incomplete, I'm right!"
"Fart!" "The dirty inkstone of the mason became dirty, and he scolded angrily. But the more this happened, the more everyone felt that what Yingluo said probably didn't run.
"Decay...... Ahem...... Decaying ...... Ahem!" Jian Tong Dirty Yan looked like he was about to cough out his lungs, his face was purple, and he shouted in a hoarse voice: "Let me show you, the true power of old decay!"
As the words fell, surging magic erupted violently from him, disturbing the air and sending a powerful hurricane. Everyone stood unsteadily for a while, and they couldn't even open their eyes, and the knights hurriedly inserted their weapons into the ground, and finally fixed their bodies.
It's just a simple explosion, and it makes everyone disgraced, how can this be beaten.
The King of Conquest lowered his body and said to Yingluo, "Didn't you say before that the Knights of the Round Table would definitely be able to handle it?"
Yingluo rolled his eyes: "It's not because of your crow's mouth!"
King of Conquest: "......"
When is this coming, you two still have kung fu bickering!
The knights glared at the two of them angrily, and finally Gawain said: "My king, give the order, I am willing to be the vanguard!"
Although I know that I can't fight, I still have to fight, even if I die, this is the tactic of the knights!
Saber nodded, victory or defeat is not based on momentum, you have to fight to know. The holy sword in her hand glowed faintly, and Avalon was at the forefront: "Knights, charge with me!"
"Yes!"
"Come on, ahem, come on!" "The dirty inkstone of the square is also ready to attack, shouting, "Let me send you all to hell!"
More magic erupted, and the knights felt like a small sampan, rising and falling in the midst of the raging waves.
In this battle, the outcome is unpredictable!
"Ahem...... cough cough cough ...... cough cough ......" Jian Tong Yan coughed violently, as if he really wanted to cough out his lungs, his eyes bulged out, his face was swollen red, and his chest seemed to be burning with a fire. He coughed hard, hard, and if he could, he really wanted to cough out his lungs!
"Ahem!" Blood splattered out as he spoke, both the magic and the hurricane caused by the magic, including the continuous coughing sound, which came to an abrupt end at the same time.
A blood-stained blade stabbed out of the mouth of the inkstone, and the cold tip of the blade was high at the bright moon in the sky.
", this old man didn't cough out his lungs, he coughed up a knife!"
If he can move, Yingluo will definitely give applause without hesitation.