Chapter Sixty-Four: The Real Illusion
Reinhardt's armor was stained with blood, and no one knew how many rebels the knight-king had killed overnight. On the square www.biquge.info the pen "Fun" Pavilion, rivers of blood flowed, and the fairytale-like kingdom was full of ruins, and most of the destroyed Shakdam King City was caused by his own hands.
The firelight that swirled around Lin Qiu's body gradually dimmed, and after colliding again and again, even the sound of the deep sea became intermittent.
For him, the Knight King possessed almost overwhelming power, and in just a few minutes since this encounter, even in a state where the seal had been loosened, he could not hurt Reinhardt in the slightest. At that time, when he was in the Kingdom of Talen, the deep sense of powerlessness once again swept through Lin Qiu's remaining consciousness.
The harsh reality told him that after this series of tribulations, the Templars were still the existence he could only look up to.
The attic that was touched by Reinhardt kept collapsing, but he seemed to be unaware of it, desperately killing Lin Qiu. The former Knight King's eyes were blood-red and his face was full of hideousness, and with each of his slashes, the momentum on his body climbed again. If the Killing Face fights in a manner similar to that of the Grim Reaper, who reigns over life and death, then this man is like a beast that cannot rest without devouring his enemies.
"Deep Sea, are you alright......"
The light on the blade had all dissipated, and Lin Qiu stood in the air with the only remaining notching force, his right hand holding the sword had been burned by the black flames, and his body was also covered with large and small sword wounds.
What frightened him the most was that the moment the light dissipated, his scoring power declined sharply like a receding tide.
"Drink!"
However, Reinhardt didn't give him a chance to breathe at all, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared above Lin Qiu, and the knight's sword in his hand slashed towards Lin Qiu.
This time, the deep sea did not respond to him again.
He barely raised his head to block the oncoming sword, and the unrivaled force instantly bent his arm, and his body fell to the ground. A bloodthirsty smile finally appeared on Reinhardt's face, and instead of chasing, he pointed his index finger at Lin Qiu's landing point.
The usual ground turned into a desert in an instant, and at that moment, Lin Qiu seemed to see Shakdam's original appearance - there was no royal city, no duke's palace and no attic where Princess Rose lived, and the thick wind and sand buried half of the city underneath, and a few weathered white bones could be vaguely seen next to the ruined buildings.
This is the true face of Shakdam, which was destroyed by the sudden sandstorm zone.
And where he fell, a huge whirlpool of quicksand appeared, and at the end of the whirlpool, there was bottomless darkness.
The power to manipulate sand is the ability of quicksand.
Everything in front of him told Lin Qiu that the Knight King Reinhardt had defeated the quicksand in that battle and used its abilities for himself.
Then, his vision blurred.
......
"Hah-"
Like a drowning man, Lin Qiu sat up from the bed suddenly. After he fell into the vortex, the darkness seemed to last only a moment, and he appeared here. The burning pain was gone, and he stretched out his right hand sluggishly, his skin intact without the slightest sign of burns.
The layout of the room was familiar to him - the mansion of the Slark family.
Seeing him wake up, Anna threw herself into his arms. The slight pain in his chest and the soft touch of the girl in his arms told him that everything in front of him was real. The window was open, and a familiar, candy-scented breeze blew into his room.
Are you dreaming?
If it's a dream, it's too real. At that time, the pain in his body and the powerlessness in his heart came to life, and it was difficult for him to classify everything at night as a dream.
Anna's words quickly dispelled his speculation: "I thought you were dead, Brother Tyr!"
"Haha, how could I die?"
Lin Qiu rubbed her short blue hair and laughed.
"But...... I saw you being beaten into the vortex by that bad king!"
Lin Qiu's smile froze: "What happened later?"
Anna raised her head and shook her head ignorantly: "Then it was here." ”
There's definitely something wrong with that!
Lin Qiu leaned over to the bed, Shakdam was intact, and on the other side of the avenue, the attic where Princess Rose lived was still standing there, he hurriedly picked up Shenhai from the table, and couldn't wait to ask, "Shenhai, what's going on?"
He still remembered that at the end of the battle, even the consciousness of the deep sea was gone.
"Master, if you want to ask about that battle, it did. As for why we are back here, I can't answer you either. ”
Lin Qiu took a long breath of relief, fortunately, the deep sea also recovered.
"Hey, it's the knight, you're awake?"
Vera held the basin and smiled softly at her. Lin Qiu was stunned for a moment, he didn't understand why, after all that happened at night, the maid who had a crush on Reinhardt could still show a smile that made her feel like a spring breeze. Vera brought the basin to the small table next to the bed: "Since you are awake, come and wash your face, you can't do it without washing your face." ”
Lin Qiu asked tentatively, "Vera?"
His instincts told him that there was only one reason Vera was smiling at him.
Sure enough, as he expected, Vera showed a surprised expression: "Eh, Lord Knight knows my name?"
He finally understood why Reinhardt had turned a blind eye to the collapsed attic, because he knew that when Princess Rose "woke up", she would not be able to remember what had happened. For Shakdam's people, Reinhardt had a trick enough to turn back time.
That's why the clowns on the street tease the children who pass by him as usual. In the distance in the square, candy artists gather around to prepare a grand dinner for Princess Rose. For them, the rebellion never happened.
It was apparently a day before Princess Rose's birthday.
Lin Qiu waved his hand: "Ah, because you look like someone I know, so I confessed my mistake for a while." ”
"That's a coincidence, Lord Knight, wash your face first, and I'll make you a cup of black tea. ”
Lin Qiu suddenly remembered something and asked, "Oh, by the way, how long have I been in a coma?"
"It's been two days. ”
Waking up two days earlier than the last, that is, less than a week before the birth of the princess. It wasn't until Vera left that Anna whispered, "Brother Tyr, what's wrong with you?"
"I seem to get some of it. ”
Lin Qiu sat thoughtfully on the edge of the bed, and reached for the white towel in the basin.
Alyssa fell asleep on the opposite side of Princess Rose's room for some reason, and Reinhardt mastered the abilities of quicksand, and was a Templar affiliated with the Chaos Cult. He also had some clues about Reinhardt's tricks to manipulate everything.
- Mirage, a word associated with the desert.
What he needs to do now is to find out the identity of that gold-rank royal knight.
Lin Qiu secretly made up his mind. The moment his hand touched the warm water, Anna suddenly rushed in front of him violently, grabbed the towel in the basin: "Brother Tyr is so seriously injured, this time it's Anna's turn to take care of Brother Tyr!"
For the Shakdam, this is nothing more than the most ordinary day in their peaceful lives. The young men here are still at home, staring at the calendars on the walls, fantasizing that in five days they will be the lucky ones chosen by Princess Rose, the guards still patrol the squares, smiling kindly at those who come to make wishes, and the maids are still busy with their masters' mansions.
And Lin Qiu was still shouting in the room: "Anna, didn't I tell you, you only need to wash your face once!"
"That'...... I'll read a story to Brother Tyr!"
"Refuse!"
Vera put the brewed black tea on the table, she squinted, bent down, and whispered, "Welcome to Shakdam, Lord Knight." ”