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"Don't forget who you are!"

Such a loud roar made Cons Dante tremble.

But he was still sinking in the darkness, but he could still feel the outside world calling to him, but his consciousness seemed to be getting more and more distracted.

"Constance Dante......" someone shouted softly in the darkness.

It's annoying! I'm already tired! Consité Dante seems to have forgotten everything, and now he just wants to leave everything behind and sleep.

When I die, even if the flood is terrible......

"Constance Dante." The voice shouted again.

I don't want to worry about that anymore......

"Have you forgotten the promises you made in the past?" I only heard a low sigh in the distance, and it didn't stop for a long time.

But it made Constance Dante feel very irritable.

"Have you forgotten who you really are?"

"Go away, you're not bothered." Constance Dante replied weakly and opened his eyes.

And in front of his eyes, the bright blazing light pierced him and he couldn't open his eyes.

And in that dazzling light, a young man whose face could not be seen clearly sighed softly.

"Constance, have you forgotten yourself? If you don't want to, it's too late! ”

Subconsciously, Constance Dante raised his head, his eyes flashing with panic, panic that even he himself did not understand. "What?"

"Finally ......," the young man whispered, leaning down, and the two men almost met each other, but Constance Dante still couldn't see what he really looked like. This is not the first time I have seen him, since the fall of Constantinople and the war, he has endured these nightmares for more than a decade.

"What if you can't stop it?" Constance Dante asked suddenly, obviously ignorant of the end of the other party's mouth, but he couldn't help it.

"Maybe it's going to end all this, right? But, Konstantin, both you and the people you cherish will disappear into this world. This is your fate! ”

Constance Dante subconsciously shuddered when he heard the sigh of the young man in front of him, but he was embraced into the warm embrace of the other party, and the blazing light was different from the Holy Cross, which made people feel extremely reassured.

"Don't be afraid," he said earnestly. "You've never been a knight king, you're just yourself. When you wake up, the world won't be able to fall asleep. ”

"Am I going to die?"

"You are destined to be like Achilles, and perhaps if you escape, you can have children and be remembered by your children after death. But when they die, you're forgotten. But if you face it bravely, even if you die, you will become a hero of the world. The young man who hugged him into his arms said, "Didn't you decide to do this when you first watched the Iliad?" ”

"But death is really sad, maybe it's really beautiful to really escape to the end of the world......"

"But that's not what you think in your heart, do you? From the very beginning, you already want to be a hero of the world, and it never matters whether you are a king or not. When you put up the battle flag and conquer the world, you can prove that you are still alive! Considine Dante saw a pair of clear eyes that seemed to allow fish to swim.

Constance Dante's face also showed an incredible expression.

"Use fire and sword to King's Landing!" The boy nodded slightly, and continued to whisper in Cons's ear.

"Who the hell are you?" Constance Dante's voice trembled a little. When he saw those lake-blue eyes, he already felt a little incredulous, but he still couldn't believe it, and he couldn't believe it.

"Can you remember who you are?"

"I am Justine......" said Constance Dante by the strange and familiar name, and although he had always been called so, he was already familiar with the name Constance Dante.

"No," the boy suddenly let go of his arms, and instead of embracing Constance Dante, he took two steps back. "You are yourself, Constance Dante, and Justin is only a former knight king. And your name is Constance, Dante......"

Finally, Constance Dante saw the face of the young man in front of him clearly, and what he saw was a face similar to himself, only a few years younger, and it was clearly his own youthful posture.

It turns out that in the illusion, has it always been yourself?

But why, in his memory, the other party has always been unable to see the face, and more importantly, who does he seem to be talking to every time, but who is it? And I saw it from that person's point of view.

What the hell is going on!

He was suddenly a little scared, he thought that he was really dizzy, everything seemed to happen in chaos, and he couldn't touch the ins and outs at all.

"Looks like you really forgot." The young man sighed slightly, and said with regret: "It's a pity that time is not allowed. You're leaving, Constance, Dante. Behind him, Constance Dante saw a large door, but it was entwined with thorny thorns.

"Who the hell are you?" Constance Dante asked in a trembling voice.

The boy did not reply, but stepped forward slowly, only to see him push the door open, and the blazing light enveloped him, and the thorns retreated into the dark corners wherever the blazing light passed. I only heard him say lightly: "I am your past, and you are my future." ”

I saw that behind the door opened by the young man, Constance Dante saw a cruel scene-

In the middle of the city, there was a high pole, and an old man was hung on the top of the high pole, his eyes closed, and the flames of the whole city were burning him.

It's like a grand sacrifice. But it was like a bloody execution—

At that moment, Constance Dante's heart seemed to be cut open by a sharp blade, and the sharp pain of piercing the heart and cutting the bones was more than that of nerve connections.

He suddenly remembered who it was, and his tattered purple robe fluttering in the flames had allowed Consdor Dante to recognize him as Scipio, the emperor of the new Roman Empire.

Constance ...... Tantin. The old man who was hanging on a high pole noticed him and raised his head, but Cons Dante saw a pair of hollow eyes, no eyeballs, not even blood flowing.

He took two steps of thick earth, only to see that Constance Dante, who was short of breath, was covered in cold sweat at this moment, he didn't expect such a scene behind the door.

Suddenly, the pleasant voice of the boy came from behind Dante, "Is this your fear, is this your guilt?" He only heard the other party whispering behind him at some point, which made Constance Dante creepy.

"It's time to go to the end, Constance Dante. It's your fear. And as a hero who is greater than the king and lonely, you must face it for yourself. Defeat it and plunge into the most terrible darkness and enter the brightest temple in it! ”

The boy gave him a nudge from behind Dante, with little strength at all, but Dante was pushed through the door involuntarily.

A desperate and noisy wind suffocated Constance Dante –

Constance Dante saw it, he couldn't help it, he had to escape, if he stayed here, he would be caught and eaten by those evil spirits sooner or later, he wanted to run in all directions but found that he had no way to go up to heaven and no way to go down to earth.

And the Emperor of Scipio, who hung on a high pole, was still staring at him with his empty eyes.

At his feet, the surface of the ground collapsed one by one, and the evil spirits underground heard his footsteps, but it was only then that Cons Dante realized that this was not a bull ghost or snake god at all, but a deformed mecha.

They were covered in swords and spears, and those blades were stained with sticky blood, and more importantly, they had corpses hanging from them. It was the remains of knights, and for a moment, Constance Dante could see the knights jumping around him, but the next moment, in front of him was a sea of corpses.

Constance Dante felt that he was about to die, he was exhausted, and he was at this moment like a frightened child, or more helpless and repentant as if he had done something wrong.

Those knights were his companions!

He was already desperate, but behind him, in that door, the young man with the blazing light beside him hugged Constance Dante tightly from behind.

"Don't forget, never despair. That's what Sister Anna told us. ”

I saw that the white light engulfed Constance Dante together, and the coldness was dispelled, which made Constance Dante's heart gradually calm down.

"We are the only ones who can help us, and the only ones who can be afraid of us are fears. Cons Dante, we still have a long way to go......"

The light suddenly burst into flames and enveloped the darkness, dispelling it to be precise.

In Constance Dante's ears, he could only hear the faint murmur of the other party.

"That's all I can do to help you, but only when you know who you really are that day can you put an end to this never-ending nightmare."

……

"Ready!" Under the command of Marquis Polka, the sophisticated divine cannon finally aimed at the ancient mecha. This time they were imperative, and Cons-Dante was also doomed.

"Is it still too late?" Berchis muttered to himself, and now it is clear that everything is irreversible. He was furious and puzzled by the mangled mech. He didn't expect it to be like this, and he spent so much effort to be like this.

He's not reconciled!

"From now on, the legend of the king is over-" The Marquis of Polka bowed deeply to the mechanical dragon in front of him, although the other party was defeated, but Constance Dante was worthy of the title of Knight King, although the defeat was not disgraceful.

At this moment, the only feeling is just the sigh of being born at the wrong time.

But suddenly, Marquis Polka saw a purple streamer in the dragon's eyes, and he was subconsciously terrified, as if the dragon was watching him.

It is no wonder that the sages said that you should not look at the abyss for a long time, when you are peeping into the abyss, the abyss is also peeping at you, and at this moment [Nidhogg] eyes are like an abyss.

Just as the Marquis of Polka was about to wave his hand and give the order to open fire, an unexpected scene occurred.

"That's ......" trembling voice, and people saw the wings slowly open, they were the wings of the demon of hell.

"Fire!" Holding back his fear, Polka shouted and ordered, he never expected that at this time, the [True Cross] would actually fail!

How is this possible!?

But it was too late, and everyone was stunned when they saw the dragon spread its wings, completely unaware that they had given up their last chance to kill Constance Dante. And this also pushes them to the abyss of death -

The pitch-black dragon leaped up like a long whale, and the two pairs of dragon wings cut into the muzzle of the black hole with a fluttering arc and irresistible violence! This scene was simply earth-shattering, and the frightened Poles never expected that the other side would make such an astonishing move, and the stunned soldiers did not have the courage to open fire and fled in all directions.

I saw that the dragon opened its mouth this time, but instead of a silent roar, it erupted into a piercing scream, and the whole Warsaw could hear the strange sound of thorns, and the magic sound almost shattered the brain. The nobles were also alarmed, and the chief of the intelligence department hurriedly pushed open the door of the conference room and reported everything to everyone in a timely manner.

Is this a joke?

That's what almost every nobleman thinks.

That's a real cross! How could such a situation be created, they have obviously won. But the dragon hadn't broken its wings yet. They roared in search of the papal envoy.

"How so? Within the scope of the True Cross, aren't all mechs immobile? The nobles roared and asked, but no one could answer them.

"Rescue! Rescue! Marquis of Polka calls for help! This time the target cannot be cleared! Can't be cleared! The Holy Cannon has been destroyed! The panicked voice came, and you could see the despair in his heart, and another intelligence officer arrived.

And at this time, fear also rose in the hearts of the nobles who looked at each other-

The pitch-black figure swept in front of the Marquis of Polka's eyes, and the steam emitted from behind the mecha raised an eerie mist behind the dragon.

"This ...... It's absolutely impossible! The Marquis of Polka roared hoarsely, and the sacred cannon was directly overturned by the dragon, and the sharp greatsword slashed it apart. The only weapon they relied on to kill Constance Dante was destroyed.

Everyone is terrified, they can't even be killed like this, whether it's [Nidhogg] or Consitine himself, they are really complete monsters!

And in the cockpit, the blood-covered Constance Dante was silently looking down, his heart did not fluctuate, he slowly walked towards the [True Cross] only to see a sword like a shocking sword fall, and the cross, which symbolized the authority of the Holy See, fell down with a bang.

At this moment, Cons-Dante is like a true king, standing on the top of the mountains overlooking all beings, and nothing is worth his attention.

But he had no sorrow or joy, just muttering, "Is this my power?" It really makes me feel more and more distant from people! (To be continued.) )