readx;? The moment he jumped into the water, Ian felt like the whole world was clear. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info I don't know how many years I have been trapped in the stagnant water is active like a rushing wave at this moment, in fact, this water is really seawater, Ian can feel the salty taste in his mouth.

The water is like another world, with countless dry bones floating in the whirlpool. The pair of pupilless eyes looked straight at Ian, as if they were looking at a dead man. Ian also felt like he was going to die, he was so tired that he couldn't even say anything superfluous, just hoping that the three would follow.

This was their only chance to escape.

Thankfully, they followed, and Ian felt nothing but someone hugging him. He turned his head to see Tim glaring at him with his cheeks puffed out, clearly trying to say something, but unable to speak in the water. Tim pointed upward, and Ian understood what he meant and shook his head.

The undercurrent in the water produced a huge thrust, and the four of them had to hold hands to avoid being swept away by the undercurrent. The undercurrent swept them all up and carried them deeper into the water, but at the same time it was a darker place, with little light, like a black cloth bag to hold them all.

Ian took one last look back, and the water looked far away. Circles of ripples rippled across the water, and Ian knew it was the falling pearl of the night. Those priceless jewels have now turned into the most ordinary and ordinary stones.

They did not receive the king's accession to the throne, but they attended the king's funeral.

Nartimas. From now on, the name, like Naga, will forever be history. Ian clenched what he was holding, it was a black horn, it was the best proof of the passing of Nartimis.

The undercurrent swept the four of them underwater. There was a swarthy cave at the bottom of the water, and the cave had a huge suction force, which directly sucked the four people into it. Then their misery came, and in the narrow cavern, the four of them kept colliding with each other in the ferocious undercurrent, like kites with broken strings, and their noses and faces were swollen.

For a moment, Ian felt like he was going to die. His whole body seemed to fall apart, unconscious, as if he saw the Grim Reaper slowly walking towards him with a scythe. This is where his life ends, he thought to himself. His eyelids grew heavier and heavier, eventually becoming too heavy to support.

"You close your eyes. ”

"I have something to do, you hurry up. ”

In a daze, Ian recalled these two sentences in his mind.

"I've heard people say that it's only when you're dying that you understand what you want, who you're thinking. ”

"Hopefully we'll see each other again, I hope you'll come to me. ”

The back of the Messiah slowly disappeared behind the wooden door. Ian, on the other hand, was lying on the bed, just a few steps away from the wooden door, the sun was shining outside the window, the plum blossoms were blooming on the windowsill, and the arrival of spring was melting the winter snow. Ian had the urge to catch up with the Messiah, but he didn't do anything but sit on his bed and watch from noon to sunset.

"Messiah," Ian muttered vaguely, and in an instant water poured into his mouth and into his nose. The Grim Reaper had put the scythe on his neck. But at this moment, Ian opened his eyes suddenly, and his red eyes were as dazzling as flames. At the same time, Ian felt the long-lost throbbing behind him, and he knew that the World Tree was spreading on his back once more.

How could the Iliad accept death's arrangement, and how could the Dragon Emperor let a pervert with a scythe take him away?

He is going to live, he is going to live to meet the Messiah.

"Hey, hey, hey!"

When Ian opened his eyes again, there was a gentle sun and soft white clouds overhead. A face with a full beard was next to him, staring at him with wide eyes, and Ian was looking at him, he felt that this face was somewhat familiar, but for a moment he couldn't remember who it was.

"Well done, brother. The man patted Ian on the shoulder, "Well done, well done." ”

The man said three good things in a row. Ian then remembered that he seemed to be the second officer of the Sophia, but he couldn't remember what it was called for a while. After a long time, he realized that he seemed to have survived.

Memories flooded into his mind like a tidal wave, and he remembered what had happened before. Then he struggled to get up, only to find that his whole body was still sore.

"Don't move, don't move, you're still wounded. The second mate stopped Ian, "I know what you're trying to ask, Captain, and your two friends, both alive." ”

Ian was completely relieved. But it is precisely because of this that the feeling of exhaustion once again swells up in my heart. He muttered that he was going to rest for a moment, then lay down again, looked at the blue sky and white clouds, and gently closed his eyes.

"It's good to be alive. He whispered.

Ian still learned about the rest from the first mate's mouth. They were found by the seaside by the crew of the Sophia, and seemed to have floated all the way down a river on the island. At that time, the four of them were not in good condition, almost all of them were dying, but surprisingly, the hands of the four of them were still tightly clenched.

Later, they sent signal flares, and the second officer hurried over.

"Where did that passage lead you to?" Ian wondered about the question.

The second officer shrugged: "It's a labyrinth, and there's nothing in it." I walked for a long time before I came out, and when I came out, I was already outside the mountain, and I happened to see a signal flare. ”

Hearing the second mate say this, Ian couldn't help but sigh in his heart. The two teams chose different paths and had very different endings. But that's the best ending for the best.

Of the four, Vincent was the most seriously injured. The wound on his severed arm had soaked in the water for too long, and after suppurating, he lay on the boat with a high fever for three whole days before he was rescued.

Tim and Green, on the other hand, were fine, waking up before Ian and Vincent. According to the second mate, the first thing Tim did when he woke up was to kneel on the beach, kowtow a few times to the west, and then cry loudly, no one could persuade him, and he didn't know why.

But Ian could roughly guess. To the west is the direction of the interior, which is also the direction of Tim's house.

Green hasn't changed much, he's still the same. The hidden personality is no longer there, and Green, who has turned back into a fat boy, doesn't know what happened. Ian thought, maybe ignorance is also a kind of happiness.

In a sense, that Green exists to protect this Green.

Ian remembers that day after he killed Nartimas, the whole person was in a trance because of the serious injuries. It was then that he heard a weak male voice whispering in his ear: "The exit is underwater." ”

Then he resolutely jumped into the water. He knew whose voice it was, and that when Naltimis was dead, he was going to dissipate, and at the end of the dissipation, he showed Ian the way out.

In a sense, he was the one who killed Nartimis, because Nartimis was indeed fragile at that time. It's just that, except for Ian, maybe no one will ever know about his deeds again.

He took his responsibilities with him and left forever.

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