485

The moonlight was shining, and the dark mausoleum seemed to be bleeding slowly.

Edward sat on the piano bench, unscrewed the thermos, took a sip of hot water, and muttered to himself into the air.

"No, I like the feeling of quietly listening to the footsteps of an era slowly dying down, pleasant and beautiful."

"I'm not a destination, I'm just a process."

The piano in front of her had several black and white keys that were automatically recessed, and the sound dragged on for an extremely long, harsh, dissonant, and unprovoked irritation.

"It's not time yet." Edward said, "I could feel a strong hatred, accompanied by a very clear malicious purpose. ”

The demon took another sip of hot water and tapped his fingers on the white keys.

"Russell's hatred tells me that she wants to take out every bone of mine and break it up, that she wants me to be burned alive or to be alive after all the pain, and that she uses the ancient punishment of her homeland on me, the torn apart, or Ling Chi - it is a punishment of cutting off three thousand pieces of flesh with a knife, or that I can also experience the pain of a child being killed, haha, it feels like a child is more painful than me."

"Sad retribution, her love for the world has now all turned into hatred for me, crazy is crazy, but not out of control."

"But, well, I don't hate it."

"If there is no malice, I will be disappointed, and it is always pointless to provoke good-tempered people, after all, the darkness in people's hearts is the soil on which demons live."

With a flip of her palm, she pulled out a long curly maroon hair from her cuff, wrapping it around her fingers, then closing her eyes and searching spiritually for the stronghold and treasure trove of "Dawn of Elements" related to Bernadette.

A faint blue flame burned in her hair, and she saw in her spiritual vision the rough sea, a palace hidden in the mist.

"Emerald City?"

"Sea of Mist...... Well. ”

The island of the Emerald City, Laxia, is a small island that does not exist on the map, and is inhabited by the people of Intis who fled the war with Bernadette.

The island is entirely hidden by the magic of the "peep man", the fairytale magic "Argonaut Heroic Ship" is required to find a safe passage, and the door to Lascha is opened by the famous spell in "Arabian Nights": "Open Sesame Seeds".

"It's a fantasy...... Ali Baba and the Forty Thieves. Edward looked at all the paths and opening methods, and burned the hair to the ground, and the little dust fell to the ground, "It's good to be a generalist, Russell has a rich reserve of fairy tales and myths, but unfortunately Edward in the old days was not a person interested in these, but the well-known fairy tale magic is enough." ”

The soldiers are fast, their actions are faster than the ship, there is no need to recall the "Death", just let them continue to drift on the sea, and see what Clion plans to do after that.

A white key suddenly collapsed, emitting an eerie high sound.

"What?"

Edward immediately turned his head to look at the strange forest, only to hear a creepy roar suddenly cut through the night of the island, and the thin black that enveloped the place spread, enveloping the entire clearing, and pulling it into the hands of the "Emperor".

Bang!

From the direction of the mausoleum, there was a loud sound that almost shattered people's eardrums, as if the two tall and heavy stone doors had burst open.

In the distance, the huge trees of dark green and black waved their branches, plucked their roots one after another, and then, like humans, approached where Edward was.

The whole primeval forest has come to life!

The huge red dragon with flames on its skin quickly flew into the air, and the eight-legged demon wolf began to run wildly between the trees...... All the transcendent and mutated creatures of this island became restless and came in the direction of the mausoleum.

Edward's fingers flickered for a moment, then fell silent, as he watched the dense rush of trees that almost obscured the sky, and the extraordinary creatures that rushed madly from the depths of darkness.

Huo Ran's face became unfamiliar, as if the inside of a piece of clothing had suddenly been turned out, the outline did not change, but the temperament of the whole person changed suddenly, and an ancient and cold aura emanated from her, as if facing the silence itself.

The Corrupt King Eight Winds stared impassively at everything in front of him, and then blew softly.

It's as easy as blowing out the faint candlelight.

Whew-

The wind swept in all directions.

Everything in front of her was like a lamp, and in an instant it was annihilated in the wind. In just a breath, the people of the trees turned into dead and rotten wood, and fell one after another, and the extraordinary creatures that ran and roared fell to the ground one after another, and the dragons in the sky began to decay from their heads, and when their wings also turned into skeletons, they fell from the sky and smashed into the earth.

The skeletons fell to their knees at the feet of the decrepit, their scattered skeletons still riddled with nerves, instinctively twitching and struggling under the control of their brains, which were not completely dead.

Then she looked at the two open doors in the depths of the darkness, and met the shadowed man.

Her hand was pressed on the piano, and everything else was rapidly twisting, the ground, the trees, the black stones, the space around her, and the ground seemed to be a flat sheet of paper crudely crumpled by a man.

The king of decay was silent. She doesn't really like to talk.

Strictly speaking, at this time, she prefers to be a god by herself, rather than holding a microphone to interview other gods about their feelings about dying. But when old friends met, and it was most likely the last time they met, as a god with her own rules and a sense of ritual, she still decided to say something.

"Death will bring you back together," she said. ”

In the current situation, no amount of words can bring a completely insane god back to reason.

And the "Black Emperor" is the most special deity, the polluted life will be cut off as long as it dies, but she is forever in the cycle of life and death, pollution cannot disappear, pain never stops, loneliness never ends.

The moment she becomes emperor, the authority makes her immortal, the emperor is eternal, and only the new emperor can kill her.

Her gaze passed through the heavy gates of the mausoleum, and in anger she broke through the blockade and reached the outside world.

Brilliant providence fell, bones were silent, and all mortals had to kneel.

The Decaying King watched silently as the Emperor's fury surged as the black worlds parted two meters in front of her and converged behind her like waves parted by a reef.

"Bury me on a high mountain—"

"Look at my hometown."

The piano keys in front of the outer god automatically recessed, as if an invisible hand was playing.

The heavy and sad song was sung by the visitors in the most formal Chinese, and the invisible melody was woven into a large net, and the sound spread to the surroundings along with spirituality, gently and irresistibly enveloping the mausoleum in the dark center.

"My hometown is invisible—"

"Never forget!"

The shadow of the rage and madness was like a lightning strike, and the blood-colored "eyes" all around her were twisted and fluctuating one by one, and unspeakable sorrow and pain gradually rose on her body, and this strong feeling called "homesickness" gradually intensified, and fought against the anger.

It was as if the weight of a whole dead world had weighed down, and the shadows fell silent, and the darkness began to retract into the depths of the mausoleum.

Finally, the door slammed shut, and the moonlight covered it like a red veil.

When the dust settled, the "lining" turned back again, revealing the surface of the clothes.

"It's scary." With a fake look of start, Edward tucked the piano and stool back into the cupboard, looked around, and waved casually at the sky.

Her figure gradually dissolved, leaving the island from the spirit realm.

This unobtrusive polluted place is at peace, and only the moonlight shines on everything living and dead.

486

"Gelman, do you think that if I capture the 'Immortal King' and cross it with my apple, will it be able to solve the short-term defect of my apple's vitality?"

Frank Lee stroked the red apple in his hand and said with a melancholy expression.

May death always look upon your apples. Crane said calmly, "You have to be able to do it." ”

"He's not going to agree, and he's going to plant me in the soil." Frank sighed, "My transformation technology is not perfect, a chicken can live for at least a year, but after turning into an apple, the vitality is only about two months, almost one-tenth of the original." ”

"Ninety percent of it is lost in the process, how to overcome this technical defect?"

I think it's good to be like this now...... I really believe in your evil and think that you started out as a hybrid agricultural product...... Crane replied solemnly, "I hope you can improve the technology as soon as possible." ”

Frank was encouraged: "...... You are really a good person with wisdom and vision, and I am so lucky that after leaving the church, I finally met a few people with whom I could confide. ”

He kept his expression unchanged and didn't give any explanation, looking away from the enthusiastic Frank, but he happened to meet Anderson, who was setting a trap to grab a few roast chicken apples and steal them.

Anderson smiled without embarrassment. It seems that the deliciousness of roasted chicken apples is enough to offset that part of the dreaded living characteristic.

Crane clenched his fists to resist the urge to distort his expression.

That's when Frank Lee began to enthusiastically market his other products:

"Mr. Sparrow, would you like a baked potato in the evening?"

"It tastes like beef, it tastes like beef, but it's a potato."

Will you get sick if you eat this...... Beef stew with potatoes...... Potato stew with potatoes...... Crane replied coldly:

"I don't eat late-night snacks."

"So how about choosing my grilled fish for dinner? The keel fish pan-fried in red wine was really good, and I sold them to land. ”

Someone on land eating this thing? Crane maintained the coldness of the mad adventurer: "White bread and roast meat are enough. ”

Frank was a little disappointed: "It's okay, our chef is outstanding. ”

Since coming to the Future, Crane felt that his complaining skills had become more and more powerful, and he looked at the busy crowd on the deck and asked, "What are they going to do?" ”

At this time, the "star general" Gardelia, who had been busy in her room for the past few days, walked out, and the lady had a pair of heavy glasses on the bridge of her nose, covering her dark purple eyes with a mysterious charm.

Future's incredibly fast flight was clearly not of Gardelia's own, and she was vaguely aware of what was happening, and chose to hide it.

She glanced at Crane and said succinctly:

"Get ready, we're about to enter that ocean."

How far did we really fly? Crane was stunned, this is less than half a day!

His original plan was to get close to this dangerous sea area, and through the paper crane, consult the "snake of fate" Will. Onsetin, who learned the corresponding environmental situation from her, unexpectedly met the "Immortal King" Agaritu, and the "Future" arrived at its destination without giving him any buffer time.

……

After bypassing the huge corpses that could breathe and seeing the golden carriage speeding out of the floating island, the "Future" finally advanced on a safe course for several hours.

Crane can occasionally see fires floating on the surface of the ocean, but he finds no signs of sea life, including mermaid colonies.

As the minutes passed, Crane was about to leave the deck and head to the dining room, when Huo Ran noticed that the surroundings were darkened!

The sky, which had been in the middle of the day, had lost its rays of light and was completely enveloped in a thick darkness.

The change was so fast, so abrupt, that Crane's first instinct was to turn off the lights!

Silently, the "Future" was covered with a layer of brilliant stars, illuminating the road to various places.

The slightly magnetic voice of the "hermit" Gadelia was amplified again, echoing in everyone's ears: "Go back to your room, or find a random corner and let yourself sleep." ”

"Then wait for nature to wake up."

Frank's voice roared like a giant bear in the darkness, "What if you don't sleep?" ”

"Then when someone else wakes up, they will find that you are gone, and you will never be found again." Gadelia responded calmly.

So scary? Crane chose to believe the information of the "Star Admiral", immediately returned to his cabin, took off his coat and lay on the ship, under the influence of spirituality and self-hypnosis, he quickly fell asleep.

After some time, the foggy dream world suddenly became clear, and Crane suddenly woke up and realized that he was dreaming.

"The world of dreams? Is this what makes this sea special? ”

Crane rolled over and sat up, finding himself sitting on top of a boulder, not far away, where Gardelia sat with her knees crossed.

Crane looked around and noticed a huge abyssal rift ahead, and behind the rift was a magnificent complex of buildings, countless palaces, countless towers, and walls covering the peaks, frozen in the twilight afterglow, frozen in the history of this dream world.

This magnificent picture made Crane stunned for a moment, and he felt physically and mentally shocked.

"It's ......"

"It's a dream shared by all of us......" said a dreamy voice as she sat in a seat.

Capable of waking up in dreams, Crane naturally planned to explore elsewhere, but when Cordelia refused his invitation, he rolled over and jumped off the boulder and walked off the distance alone.

But looking around, he saw that the buildings around him were all strange black monasteries, and wherever he wanted to go, he had to go through them unless he jumped off a cliff.

Since there was no other choice, Crane went straight to the dark door of the monastery.

The gate was nearly ten meters tall and didn't look like it was intended for humans, and Crane looked at it for a few seconds, took a breath, stretched out his hands, and with some effort, even "used" "wriggling hunger" in an imaginary way, before he pushed the gate open.

Crane walked through the doorway and into the plaza, unexpectedly seeing Frank Lee, Nina, Ottorov, Anderson, and others all here.

Is this their dream? It's not like that...... Or is it that everyone's dreams are confined to themselves and then appear randomly somewhere in the world? Crane guessed with some certainty.

Frank Lee was closest to him, shoveling gravel with a shovel, and beside him were white bread, toast, pan-fried fish, and other food that had fallen to the ground.

Is he going to use them as fodder and grow something? Even dreaming of planting...... Crane approached, and after a few words of conversation, he sped away at a faster pace.

After passing through a square with a lot of traces of battle, the light shone in, and Crane saw that the walls and ceilings around him were painted with large murals, looking sacred and magnificent.

There was another small door ahead. Crane hesitated, walked over, and pushed him away.

His vision suddenly turned into darkness, and even the glorious Sanctuary behind him was plunged into darkness!

…… I'm not going to be blind, am I...... Crane reflexively had such a thought, and then, reaching into his coat pocket with his right palm, he pulled out an imaginary box of matches.

Skillfully taking out a match and lighting it, a faint flame immediately appeared in front of Crane's eyes.

The flames struggled to widen a bit, illuminating the surrounding scene.

This is a cell, a cell with an iron barred gate!

How did I end up here? Neither next to the "Admiral of the Stars", nor in the mural hall where the others were...... I got to another place through this door? Or came to the neighborhood of someone who could influence their dreams to some extent? As his thoughts turned, Crane shook his hand and extinguished the match that had nearly burned his fingers.

His left palm was quickly dyed with a layer of pure and brilliant sunlight, and there seemed to be two more miniature rounds of "sun" in his eyes.

With the help of the soul of the "Priest of Light", he gained night vision attached to the "Divine Light".

After looking around, Crane saw that the cell he was in was not too cramped, but the floor was dirty and messy, and there were many footprints, and he didn't know what had happened.

"Most of them are human footprints, a few are exaggerated, maybe they belong to giant ......?" Crane came to the hidden iron fence gate and looked out cautiously.

Suddenly, his eyes shrank.

He saw a black knight in armor and a giant sword in his hand, with two gloomy red lights flashing behind his mask, in the cell next to him, no more than five meters away from him!

Crane was about to retreat, but suddenly realized that the black knight seemed to be ...... Sitting in the corner?

The black knight's original height was almost the same as that of a giant, and even when he sat there, he was almost half a person's height, and he couldn't see clearly in the shadows, so that Crane was startled by him.

There was a hint of fear and nervousness in his movements, and Crane feared that he would find himself, and the Black Knight seemed to be more worried about what Crane's movements would lead to.

"The Legend of the Fairy Tree"

Crane cautiously moved away, and just then, the black knight suddenly ran out of the corner of the next cell, took the greatsword in his arms, and ran out in a brisk and agile posture that did not match his body at all, without even making a sound.

Crane stared blankly at the black knight who had fled, and was a little confused for a moment.

After a few seconds, a slow footstep approached, and a man in a simple cloth robe with a silver candlestick in his hand appeared in the corridor outside, and when he saw Crane, he was slightly startled, and greeted him casually and politely.

"Hello."

“…… Hello. Crane replied.

"I am an ascetic, here to pursue a fierce and evil being." The ascetic said gently, the cloth robe on his arm slid down, revealing his muscular arms, as if a single punch could kill a tiger, "He is a monster in black armor, and the other evil beings call him the 'Black Sage'. ”

"To spread the glory of the Lord, I will slay him here."

"Strange traveler, do you see him?"

TBC

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Leomast punched the Black Sage, and the offensive .jpg in one turn

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*The lyrics appearing in the text are from the classic song "Wangxiang Ci".