In the dark underground hall, Charles slowly opened his eyes as he leaned on a wicker chair, and in the dim light, the top of the dark cave and the dead-eyed crow came into view. Vertex Says X 23 U OM

Severe pain in the brain hit like waves of the sea, and all kinds of chaotic images kept coming to my mind, sometimes a scepter, sometimes a maiden, sometimes a missionary, and sometimes a prince......

All kinds of memories are entangled, chaotic and disorderly, and it is simply maddening. There was a sticky, moist sensation in the nasal passages, and when you raised your hand, the warm liquid stained your fingers bright red.

"I ......"

Looking at the bloodstained fingers in front of him, Charles frowned for a long time, and then suddenly reached out and touched his lower body through his trousers, feeling the presence of something and breathing a sigh of relief.

"How does it feel?" The old voice came to his ears, and he looked up to see the three-eyed crow quietly watching him with his only dark red eyes.

Thinking of the vast and chaotic images in his mind, Charles opened his mouth, as if he had a myriad of words to say.

But in the end, he just spat out a short sentence.

"It's good, it's bad."

This sentence is contradictory, but the other party does not seem to be surprised by it.

"The process of recognizing yourself will clearly reveal all the shortcomings and mistakes of your whole person, but this is equivalent to experiencing a real life again in a short period of time, so it is normal for the human body to not be able to bear it."

"A ......," Charles muttered, thoughts turning through his mind before he got up and patted his ass and said to the other man, "I apologize for the threatening words I once uttered." ”

His words were so abrupt that the Three-Eyed Crow was a little startled, but he didn't think deeply about it, but replied softly: "It's better to be vigilant than careless, your behavior is normal, and no one can easily give trust to others." ”

He said, sighing in a low voice: "Under the threat of the alien gods, we can only unite, but we also need to choose our allies carefully, otherwise it will be difficult to survive the long night." ”

"That's right, unity." Charles nodded, "But maybe you don't need to hold on." ”

As he spoke, he ignored the strange gaze of the three-eyed crow, smiled at the other party, and then turned and walked towards the outside of the cave.

At this time, at the entrance of the cave, the captain of the guard Iron Leg was leaning on the edge and holding his arms, looking at the gray sky of the slowly falling snow in a daze.

When he heard the noise, he hurriedly turned his head, saw the person who was coming, and was overjoyed.

"Your Excellency. You're finally out. ”

Charles nodded at him, then looked out at the sky, "How many days?" ”

"Three days." Iron Leg replied, his face a little speechless and stopped.

Seeing this, Charles raised his eyebrows, "What's the special thing?" ”

"Our people...... There were quite a few dead and wounded. Iron Leg said, "We asked the group of short men in the cave to let us in, but they ignored it, and only provided some special wood, which worked well, but ....... ”

"Just now, the three brothers fell asleep and never woke up, and now they are preparing to be cremated at dawn."

Hearing this, a thought inexplicably flashed through Charles's mind.

"Don't cremate, use waste, keep it as a material."

The thought was seductive and cruel, and resisting the urge to say it, he finally said slowly, "Bury it well." ”

Then he unconsciously raised his hand and pinched his forehead, his face was a little cloudy.

The memories that came to him increased his knowledge, but they also gave him a deep image in some ways.

Having experienced a multiple life that was far longer than his own, he was a little unsure of who he really was.

The original intention of the three-eyed crow was to make him recognize himself, but now, it made him very messy.

"It's like forcibly feeding." The distorted memories are disturbing, but fortunately the peculiar sense of dislocation is fading over time, and there is no need to worry too much about getting lost in it.

Wiping the blood from his nose, Charles asked, "Is there anything else?" ”

"And ......," said Iron Leg, glancing at Charles, "our men snuck out of Lady Melisandre's tent last night......

He said, his face embarrassed. As soon as Leng Buding heard this, Charles was a little stunned, but then frowned.

"Sperm-brained idiots, how are they doing?"

"It's closed, waiting for you to come out." Iron Legs replied: "The women in the red robe are blocking us from asking for people, but we haven't given them to them, and we think it's better to wait for you to come back and judge them." ”

"What are you doing with this kind of person? Wait until dawn and hand it over directly to Lady Melisandre. ”

As he spoke, he stepped away from the entrance to the cave and walked under the snow toward the large camp on the slope of the mountainside.

It seemed to be dawn, and the camp was quite quiet, except for the shivering patrolmen.

Their faces were originally stiff and pale, but when they saw Charles, they were flushed with excitement, but when they spoke, their tone always seemed weak.

"Is it getting worse and worse?"

Charles frowned, patrolling the camp as he combed through the chaotic memories in his mind.

The situation is a headache now, but the Shire are less worried now than they were three days ago.

It's not that we've found a solution to the hellish weather around us, it's the root cause.

As long as the root cause is solved, then the current situation can be solved.

"But what should I do?" He fell into deep thought.

My brain hurts, but I gain a lot.

At this moment, he only had to think about it for a moment, and several solutions could come to mind.

Using a special evoking technique to awaken a new, controlled soul in the empty shell-like body of an ancient alien god, and then eat dog to dog with the alien god, this method is a good choice. It's a pity that the spiritual-summoning spell is far from something that Charles can currently wield.

It's also worth trying to isolate that sealing place with a spatial isolation magic array, and there is no strict strength limit on this, but the tedious portrayal process is a headache for Charles to think about, in fact, this magic array bandage has not been fully mastered, let alone him.

It is also a way to use a large number of deaths to call for the Demon Monarch to come across space, but if this method is used, then it is not so easy to do that mass death if the storm is not exposed and whether it can really come.

All of these methods seem to be effective, but there are many troubles and limitations, and it is impossible to do it in a short period of time.

But as he looked back, Charles gradually had a choice.

A risky, but one that can be tried right away, a long-sought solution that will give him a new lease of life.

"The blood of ten different people, ten skulls and phalanges."

"And a heart that is out of its shell, but still beating."

Muttering this, he turned his head to look at Iron Leg following him.

"I've changed my mind, and I'm going to lock up the five people who have bad intentions against Lady Melisandre for the time being, and I'm going to use them myself."

"With?" Iron Leg couldn't help but shudder when he heard this.