Chapter Ninety-Three: The Two-Headed Monster

Oscar chewed on Sombra, but before he could swallow the fragments in his mouth, they had vanished without a trace, as if they had evaporated from his tongue. He even wondered if the whole process just now was an illusion caused by a trance.

But before he could confirm whether the "disappeared" little black crystal was back in his chest, he suddenly felt that the whole world was spinning, was it a dream or was it all an illusion? But at this moment, he did feel like he was a living human again.

Tiredness, loneliness, and sadness along the way...... He suddenly wanted to cry, like a normal person. As long as it's a normal person, it's going to cry right now. I had never thought it was wonderful to feel these "emotions" again, but suddenly I was horrified to find myself like a living corpse, walking through the moors and the snow and the mountains, the mountains and the forests...... Then I met an unreasonable madman, he wanted to kill himself, but fortunately he won by luck, and I was really scared to think about it......

Maybe it's a corpse, but Oscar doesn't want to be a corpse. He was glad that he was frightened and afraid, if he died, he would not be afraid of anything, only the living have fear, right?

It feels good now, and those colorful things pop up in his mind, as if the past days have been black and white and dark, and he has been overwhelmed.

But now it was much better, and the scene before him had become a flowing fantasy light, and the figures from far and near seemed to call to him. It seemed like he knew someone, and he was so happy waving to people! It's like feeling happy for the first time in my life.

Men, women, old people, and children were all around him, but he couldn't name them. And the blonde woman seemed to be leaving, and somehow an emotion called "sadness" took over his heart, as if her departure would tear the whole world apart......

He stretched out his hands to reach and keep, whether it was her or them, they were gone.

In the end, only a young blonde boy beckoned to him, and he followed the boy all the way, passing through the familiar, the strange, the attachment, mixed with too much laughter and pain...... Suddenly, he realized that the boy seemed to have grown up and become a young man...... When the young people look back, they look at each other, and they are each other.

This is memory, it is a trace of a person's existence. The black crystals can temporarily allow the dead to recover what they have lost, giving them a taste of this tracing from the origin of the soul. It can even bring out the power hidden in the depths of the soul, the power of the source, and the origin of all kinds of wisdom is "human nature".

Human nature is black, like darkness under the light of a flame.

Humanity will slowly dissipate, and even the most powerful individuals will not be able to stop it.

Oscar collapsed to the ground, his whole body soaked with sweat and tears in the corners of his eyes as his whole body struggled uncontrollably and convulsed.

This indescribable feeling seemed to torture his whole life and intoxicate him, and everything was fleeting. He remembered something, and even felt his strength go through a boom.

He even thinks that his current self is strong enough to kill ten madmen with a single punch, a madman like Ted. Wait, why use "madmen" as units? Well...... Maybe it's because I can't find anything else in my mind that can replace the description.

She's blonde and she's silver-haired? It seems that everything is hidden in a thick fog, and he still doesn't know what he is called, so he will continue to call it "Oscar".

Do you need to follow the last memory you have to find her? Although I don't know why I found her, I don't even know what to say when I find her. With only one more thing to recall, Oscar felt he needed more of Sombra.

Looking at his hands, they are no longer as dry as the old bark, but now they are smooth and elastic. Then he pulled the placket of his chest, and the lines that were like tree roots spreading and intertwined still did not disappear in the heart area, but faded a lot.

However, there is a hunch that this strange power has been helping him maintain his current form, and if he is too seriously injured or even dead, I am afraid that he will have to change back to that ugly appearance.

Oscar put on his knight's armor and lifted his knight's sword, the only thing missing was a knight's helmet, and he walked aimlessly in the jungle, if only he ran into a mad knight wearing a helmet.

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Roar! - Roar!

Oh my God, how did you fall into this hellish place! Oscar looked up at the big guy with two heads open, with only a giant eye and a horn on the head, and the way they roared showed that they were angry right now, and they wanted to tear Oscar alive.

Why say "they", isn't this a monster? Is it because they have two heads that communicate with each other? Just when Oscar was stunned, this monster like a hill picked up the big mallet beside him! Could it be that this is made by uprooting the whole tree and flattening the branches?

Bang! There was a muffled sound, and the two-headed monster was a little surprised, under normal circumstances, don't these dwarfs always smash a "poof" or "snap" sound, and then they can use two fingers to twist this "small meatloaf" into their mouths.

The two heads looked at each other suspiciously, apparently this was the first time they had encountered such a situation. When he lifted his stick, he saw that the dwarf was holding his hands high to block the attack, and even his legs were sunk into the ground.

Not dead? The two-headed monster screamed and continued to wave the stick, bang, bang! The whole cave was filled with smoke and dust, flying rocks crashed, and a huge noise echoed for a long time.

Does Oscar think that he is really unlucky enough to fall into some kind of pit or cave at every turn, or is he just a person who has been stoned and beaten by monsters?

But fortunately, thanks to his quick legs, Oscar jumped under the two-headed monster's ass, but the poor guy didn't know yet, maybe the two heads divided their IQ equally?

Oscar's eyes lit up, and Oscar found something good, the two-headed monster's cave was a pile of bones, both animal and human. Next to the bones were a lot of rusty metal armor, mostly in tattered iron, but Oscar only needed a decent helmet and a longsword that glowed with cold light.

Who told him to lose the sword with "Oscar" engraved on it when he fell, and he swore that he would kill the monster and that he would get his companion back.

The head of the two-headed monster on its right shoulder turned, and then yelled at the head on its left shoulder, presumably reminding it that the dwarf had run behind them!