Chapter 284: The Farewell of the Era. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Leave, leave in the truest sense of the word.

The Apocalypse was placed in the pyramid by Lan Ze, and Lan Ze injected enough power into the pyramid. According to the power of the apocalypse, it will take at least a few hundred years to leave.

Before leaving, Lan Ze told Apocalypse that it was his reward for him.

If he wants to get out of here, he should understand the golden iron, and if one day the apocalypse understands the meaning of the golden iron, he can leave.

A trace of doubt flashed in Apocalypse's eyes, and some didn't quite understand what Lan Ze meant.

But it doesn't matter, a sentence of death and then life, this is the last sentence that Lan Ze left for the apocalypse.

Forgive Lan Ze for deceiving Apocalypse once again.

If there is really a next life, Lan Ze will compensate for the apocalypse, but now, Lan Ze can only say sorry.

Alice, Lan Ze didn't take one last look at the other party before leaving, it's not that Lan Ze is ruthless, but Lan Ze doesn't know how he should face Alice.

Parting is often more sad than rejection.

Lan Ze didn't know what kind of state he should be in to meet Alice, so Lan Ze chose to escape, to be honest, Lan Ze found that he was really not a man at this moment, but Lan Ze really didn't know how he should face Alice.

Similarly, Lan Ze didn't say goodbye to Charles, Gretchen, Little Tony, the half-giant Hagrid father and son, the Earl's family, Uncle Wolf, Little Raven, Fan Xinhai, his own little cute pet, these people Lan Ze didn't see any of them.

Howard was the last acquaintance he had seen before leaving.

Lan Ze really didn't know how to say goodbye to everyone, so he could only choose to be silent, and he could only choose to hide himself.

Gently I came, just as I walked gently, waving my sleeves without taking away a cloud.

This is Xu Zhimo's farewell Kangqiao, there is such a sentence in it, it is very beautiful, very meaningful, and it is very consistent with Lan Ze's current mood.

There was some sorrow, and the sadness of parting filled Lan Ze's heart.

It's an indescribable feeling.

The world is so big, and there are its own nostalgia everywhere, but I have to leave, which is a kind of helplessness.

Lan Ze didn't know where he should go, obviously any place in the world appeared clearly in front of his eyes, and he only needed to take one step to go anywhere in the world.

But this step just can't be taken.

Lan Ze didn't know what was wrong with him, and a sigh contained too much emotion.

On the streets of London, England, there is a pub here.

His name is Wanderer, and it's a bar with some history.

Many years have passed, many things have changed, but some things have not changed. Lan Ze remembered that the first time he came here, the boss here was a middle-aged uncle, and he had forgotten what it was called.

Later, after a long time, Lan Ze came here again, the owner of the bar retired and became a young man, and the cups here are no longer just oak cups or beakers made of pure iron, but there are more shiny and modern glasses.

A glass of rum, without ice, neat.

In this bar, which is still in its old style, Lan Ze sits quietly in a secluded corner.

Drinking wine, looking at the strangers in front of him chatting in twos and threes.

A trace of complexity crossed Lan Ze's eyes, and Lan Ze knew that the time for him to leave was coming.

With a faint glow, Lan Ze disappeared.

On the bar table, under a glass, pressed a fifty pound with a very early release.

The vision gradually began to dim, and everything around him gradually began to become illusory, pulling Lan Ze into a world of nothingness.

There is no light, no air, not even matter, everything is nothingness here.

There is no light, there is no darkness, everything does not exist here.

Lan Ze's consciousness gradually began to be lost, but Lan Ze was not worried, because Lan Ze knew that this was a normal reaction, and the last time he left from the Age of Discovery, Lan Ze also had this feeling.

This is not a very serious matter, and it has no effect on Lan Ze.

But Lan Ze didn't notice that as his consciousness gradually began to be lost, the demon tattoo on Lan Ze's chest gradually began to become vivid, as if it was about to jump out of Lan Ze's chest. The hideous face was releasing a vast aura of terror.

This aura was terrifying, as if it had the power to crush the entire universe.

But the next moment, a bright light pierced through the void in front of him.

Through the world through which the light pierces, a blue planet can be faintly seen.

On Lan Ze's chest, the hideous demon tattoo let out an angry roar, but in the end there was no sound, and on the chest, the demon that seemed to be alive gradually lost its agility, and once again turned into a finely carved demon tattoo.

A strange feeling appeared in Lan Ze's heart, and Lan Ze suddenly woke up.

What made Lan Ze feel strange was that Lan Ze's surroundings were not the world he was familiar with, but a void space.

In front of Lan Ze, there was a person Lan Ze didn't know.

Lan Ze didn't know if he should call the other party a human, because the other party's body was all composed of lines, and it looked like the illustrations in a martial arts cheats book that could be bought for five yuan.

There are no muscles, no bones, it is a humanoid creature composed of lines, and what makes Lan Ze remember most is the other party's hands, which are a pair of very unique palms, composed of a large number of lines, exuding a strong will to tear and crush everything.

"Who are you?" A hint of confusion flashed in Lan Ze's eyes, but he didn't panic.

Although the other party looked a little strange, Lan Ze did not feel malicious in the other party's body.

In fact, if the other party had malicious intentions towards him, relying on the aura escaping from those terrifying palms was enough to crush Lan Ze's body.

The other party did not answer Lan Ze's question, but looked at Lan Ze quietly like this, and in the end, a large number of lines twisted together to form a line of words.

"You'll understand, I'm sorry, I can only help you once, don't hate me."

The lines kept tumbling, and finally turned into a drop of pitch-black ink, which drilled directly into Lan Ze's chest.

On Lan Ze's chest, a drop of ink melted into the tattoo.

Faintly, Lan Ze seemed to hear a mournful roar.

The roar is filled with anger, hatred, sorrow, and furious murderous intent.

Vaguely, Lan Ze had a feeling in his heart that all this in front of him was very important to him.

But as the line man disappeared, Lan Ze's consciousness became more and more dissipated, and finally he completely fainted......