Chapter 56: Reasons for Killing
The night scene in the forest is full of tranquility and peace, there is no one on the forest path, only the shadows of the trees, the breeze blows, the leaves are swaying, and the shadows on the ground also change with various postures, deep in it, and the silver moonlight can be vaguely seen, appearing and disappearing, like a lighthouse in the dense fog with a few traces of mystery. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
Under the moon the size of the millstone, a dark golden figure slowly flew in.
As the light approached, a slender birdman with wings and a wooden box strapped to his belly landed in the sparsely populated valley.
"Are you really going to leave like this?"
The blue light occupies the pupil of the left eye, and Zero asks suspiciously, "Doesn't that match your style?" β
"Style?" John smiled and placed the wooden box on the ground, "Tell me, what's my style?" β
"The wind has left traces, and the geese have plucked their feathers!"
John's expression froze, and his face was a little unsightly, "I am this image in your heart." β
"Almost, a little bit better than here." Zero said timidly,
John was speechless, looking up at the sky, this personal butler who crossed over with him was really getting more and more naughty, and even dared to say bad things about his master.
"You haven't answered my question yet? You really don't want the high-level magic and legendary magic of the Guadora tribe. β
John smiled and said, "How can you not leave now, just to get more in the future." β
"More?" Zero was puzzled, "Could it be that the ghost has other magic hidden in his hand?" β
"I don't really know, but one thing I'm sure of is that this Guadora tribe is not as simple as it seems." John's voice was faint, and his eyes were solemn,
"I don't know much about magic, but I do know some basic common sense, that a ghost is a rare necromantic creature that is never born by a curse or a grudge,
But there are so many ghosts in this place, those ghosts are of different sizes, there are old people, young people, and even children who are not up to their waists, and the old and young people are fine, but it is really incomprehensible that a weak soul like a child can become a ghost and survive. β
"What you mean is that the Guadora tribe is likely hiding wizards who are proficient in soul magic."
John shook his head, "Maybe there is, maybe not, but one thing is for sure, I won't provoke this tribe until I find its secrets." β
"Hmmm! That's right! Zero replied thoughtfully, "What about Lieutenant General Kane's three children?" You're ready to kill them. β
"It depends!" John casually answered, opened the wooden box, and carefully took the book out.
"What do you think?" Zero asked,
John flipped open the cover and said as he browsed through the text,
"If they're having a good time, I'll let them go, and if they're doing well, I'll kill them."
"What's the reasoning?"
"It doesn't make any sense, it's just a reason to kill." John closed the book, a little irritable, Zero's current state gave him a headache, like a child who has just learned to speak and has a sense of justice asking around all day long, for fear that others will do bad things,
John sighed and added,
"There is no white pie in the world, you have to pay something if you get it, a large part of the rich life they enjoy is in exchange for General Kane's massacre of innocent civilians, this wealth is stained with blood, and it must be repaid with blood."
"But you can't kill three strangers who have nothing to do with you just because of this, can you!"
John shrugged his shoulders and looked helpless,
"It's all said, it's just a deal,
And before you hold their grievances, it's best to think about the Guadora people who have been invaded from their homes and will not be at peace until they die, in the end, they are the only victims. β
Hearing this, Zero suddenly fell silent, not knowing whether he didn't want to speak anymore or didn't know how to speak.
The night was dark, and a dark cloud from nowhere quietly obscured the entire sky.
John sat on the hillside to the north, quietly flipped through the books in his hand, memorized them, and then found a hidden place to hide the books, papers, and wooden boxes.
His body is very special now, and he is not suitable for carrying things.
After everything was done, it was past the wee hours of the morning, John closed his eyes and pondered, his consciousness returned to his mind, and he had a face-to-face conversation with Zero.
"The most important question is, can I still return to human form?" John asked in a serious tone,
"In principle, it's possible." Transformed into a cloud of blue light, Zero said in a deep voice, "You may not feel it, but it did happen, and the energy consumed by your body has not been replenished. β
"In other words, the body will get weaker and weaker over time."
John frowned slightly, "Rootless wood, sourceless water." β
"Yes, that's true." Zero replied,
Hearing this, John was silent, and after thinking for a moment, he continued,
"If I run out of energy, you're pretty sure I can go back to my human state."
"This ......"
Zero choked and didn't give an answer for a long time.
"It seems that you don't know!"
John shook his head slightly, and his consciousness was removed from his mind and returned to his body.
"Let me ask you another question, if you follow the normal consumption, how long will it take to consume the accumulated energy in your body."
"This... Thisβ" Zero choked again, hesitated for a moment, and said cautiously,
"If you don't move, it's estimated that it will take at least six... No... Four hundred years. β
"Four hundred years!"
John was stunned, looked up at the sky, and looked sad and helpless, four hundred years is four centuries, damn it, is this the rhythm of making the birdman to the end?
"You don't have to be so frustrated, this time is built on motionlessness, and you can shorten the deadline in other ways." After a pause, Zero continued,
"For example, turning into a giant luminous body, finding a sparsely populated place to shoot energy waves at will, and fighting powerful creatures..."
"Wait a minute!" John interrupted Zero's words and said, "You just said fighting! β
"Yes! What's wrong. Zero said puzzled,
John frowned slightly, as if he had thought of something, his eyes became brighter and brighter, he slapped his forehead sharply, and scolded,
"Why am I so stupid? Isn't this the perfect time to collect soul energy? β
After speaking, he was like an explorer who discovered the New World, his whole body was burning, his eyes were sharp, with surging battle intent, his wings were spread, and his legs turned into two jets,
Light blue flames of light erupted, and the whole person rose into the sky, turning into a streamer of light, and flew straight towards the southwest.
Tonight's night is not destined to be calm.
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