Chapter Fifty-Seven: The Black Shaman: A Visit
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"Ahh
With a scream, he sat up, his eyes were wide as if he were in a different world, his vision gradually became clear from pitch black, but the man who was filled with chaos and confusion in his mind found that he seemed to have fallen asleep on the cold and damp land before. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
"Strange...... Hiss-"
His lips twitched and he spat out an indescribable sound, his upper body sat up straight, as if he couldn't hear himself, he cast a suspicious gaze because of the dampness he felt at his hands, but it quickly brought a very impactful scene.
Wet and sticky stuff, it's blood, and it's his blood!
"Ahhh......h What is this? What is this? What happened to me?"
The incomprehensible facts made him try to think, but the chaos in his mind suddenly turned pale, and when he looked around, he found that there were still large flames burning not far behind him, and there were messy corpses all around him and in front of him.
"Strange. This outfit looks familiar?"
The blood and corpses did not cause him to feel too frightened and flustered, thinking was something that could not be done for the time being, only instinct was still driving the action.
"Dah. β
The arm moved back a little distance invisibly, and the slight sound made the man turn his neck in a rather twisted way without realizing it.
What appeared in the field of vision was a pitch-black dagger, which at first glance seemed unremarkable, but immediately, the man felt some strange power attracting him, the inconspicuous metal object seemed to have magical power!
"Ha, I see, that's how the story should work. β
"Uhhhh
Driven by unspeakable magic, the arm tried to grasp the dagger that radiated a deep black glow, but it didn't succeed. The stunned man was surprised to see the dagger disappear, and turned his head in surprise, but a clumsy figure suddenly appeared in his field of vision.
"I see, things are going more chaotic than the old man expected, it's good, ahh......" It was not a shadow of light, the voice of the man in the dark hooded robe was old and hoarse, and the crooked back could tell that he was at least sixty years old. The pitch-black figure muttered, and the dagger that seemed to have strange magical power swirled in his hand at this moment.
"Who are you?!"
"Ah, I'm sorry, it looks like I've forgotten something. β
The man who was still sitting on the ground and was unable to stand up shouted that the black shadow with his back to him turned around slowly, and his mouth also read low, playful words.
The words immediately became depressed and solemn.
β...... O wretched deed of the dead, awakened by me, may the Mother of Darkness watch over your return, remember, remember the last moment of thy life, forget, forget all the troubles and joys of the mortal world, and turn them to dust. β
- What is he talking about?
Although he could not hear his own words, the person sitting on the ground seemed to be able to hear the old voice of the dark shadow. As if the words of prayer were in his ears, although he could not understand his intentions, but soon, such a scene appeared in front of the man's eyes:
The enemy he struck down was on the ground, his chest red with blood, and he only needed to take his life with one more attempt.
And then what?
Then, the next moment, the man saw an explosion of blood in his field of visionβnot from the enemy's body, and the black dagger drawn by the chain flickered from the blood light, and he himself ...... Myself?
"That's right, I'm dead......"
This self-talk was finally heard by him. The brilliance in his eyes dimmed in an instant, and the man who had only regained consciousness for a few minutes collapsed again, and a deep scar was visible on his throat.
This is the same "herald" who had been quickly dealt with by Moore in a one-on-one battle, how could he regain consciousness for a short time when he was already dead?
δΌε»...... The figure?
"The old man really likes it, cough, it's too much. It was only a moment, and when I looked at it again, the dark figure suddenly became tall and straight. The huge changes that occurred in an instant were not only these, in addition to his size, even his voice sounded much younger, but it was still hoarse, "Sad, the dead, the Mother of Darkness, messy. β
"It's just that the more chaos there is, the more we want, isn't it? β
With a chuckle, some unknown force gently removed the hood that covered his head, revealing pale skin, purple lips, and thin, dry hair. Unexpectedly, the figure of the man hiding in the pitch-black robe was so slender and thin, and it was even more difficult to imagine why a person with a withered description had such a pair of bright and penetrating eyes.
"The wind, no, the 'wind of the ages'?"
His shriveled palms blocked out the sunlight, and he struggled to lift his neck, which looked like it would break with a slight touch, and a half-smug look flashed in his deep pupils, and his words seemed to be a little more high-spirited that was contrary to his appearance.
"Did you, too?"
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The long battle comes to an end, but it doesn't end like that. The knight who ended his brother's "sinful" life, the captain of the garrison of the Flower Moon City, one of the five generals of the peninsula, and the "Silent Follower" Kyle Nubora sat on the ground, his last two words before Alphonse were still echoing in his mind.
What did he want to convey in the end?
"What are you thinking?"
Opposite him, Vina, the fire elemental, sat quietly with her knees crossed. The woman, who had thought a lot about the battle and had grown a lot, put her hesitant gaze on Kyle, who was also sitting in an inelegant position, and cast words of concern for him.
"Ah, nothing. β
"It's nothing, it's all written on your face, it turns out that you are such a person who can't hide your feelings?" Vina, whose words were a little sharp, almost put the words "the same as me" out of her mouth, and the corners of her mouth that could always set off the reverie in the man's mind appeared a little subtle arc, "Who is the man who fights with us, and what is the relationship between that person and you...... Sorry, is it appropriate to ask now?"
"It's okay, huh...... It's just a little inconsequential past. β
Shaking his head slightly, Kyle, who was barely squeezing out a smile, still looked solemn. As for his words, he knew that they were lies, and combined with the unintentional mention of "Kyle is his brother" in the man's mouth, a sad love-hate relationship had already appeared in Vina's mind.
"Ahh β
However, she had seen too many such things, and now she would never have the same excessive curiosity about it as an ignorant girl. Sensing the sound of footsteps in the distance, and knowing that Kyle didn't want to reveal her for the time being, Vina cheered up - she was drowsy at the moment after being exhausted by her magic power in the previous battles - and turned her gaze to the side, ready to hear the "important content" that Christopher was about to announce to her.
Vina knew that this should be the point of her doubts, why the cold girl was hiding in the armor.
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