The wind was howling, the rain was endless, and thunder snakes poked out of the dark clouds like a dark night, briefly illuminating the vicinity, allowing Chu Zihang to see the surroundings clearly.

It was pitch black on both sides of the road, and only when the thunder streaked through it could you barely see the open space that looked like an ocean outside, and beyond, all around it, like a white mist that could swallow up anything. At the bottom of the road, there was a faint sound of grinding teeth, like a lurking hunter waiting for the prey to come to the door.

Chu Zihang looked up, looked at the No. 10 sign on the road sign and fell silent. He naturally knew this place, this was Viaduct No. 10, the viaduct he would never forget, and he saw countless times before waking up in his dreams.

The flames on his body dimmed, and the golden light on the compound eyes on his visor also dimmed. Big drops of rain hit his body, flowing down Fang Tian's halberd and red armor. Without any movement, he felt as if he had died, and turned into a general's figurine that had just been dug out of the dirt.

The thunder is still roaring, and the wind is still howling, as if the rain that is about to submerge the world is still beating down. Except for the addition of a movable general sculpture on one side of the viaduct, there is no change in the whole world.

This situation did not last long, when a glimmer of light suddenly flashed at the dark end of the road, and it seemed that a pitch-black Maybach was breaking away from the crowded convoy and driving onto the empty viaduct.

Maybe the driver will smugly scold other people for being stupid, there is such a big road here that cannot be seen. There's probably a cool-looking boy in the back seat of the Maybach who can't stand the driver's rambling look out and then stumble upon a street sign with a tree obscuring the number......

Daddy, dear Daddy, you have made a huge mistake with your daughter

You married me to an immature boy, I'm twenty-four, he's ten......

Obviously, the whole highway was filled with rain and thunder, but from the Maybach with the windows closed, there was a soft duet between men and women in English.

This song Chu Zihang remembers that it was a father who wanted to marry his daughter to a rich kid younger than her. The daughter felt that her father's decision was a mistake and that he should not marry herself to a child who had not yet grown up.

Daughter, dear daughter, there is nothing wrong with the arrangement I have given you

I will marry you to the son of a wealthy family

Once I'm old, he'll be the man you rely on

He's still young, but he's growing day by day......

This is the father's answer, he sent his daughter to a wealthy family, and after he grew old, let the boy who would eventually grow up become her dependence. It's just that the story at the end of the song is not good, the boy dies, and the daughter is used to sew the last clothes, and the whole song ends with her mourning.

It's just that the father and daughter are in the song, but the people who listen to the song in Maybach are the father and the son. And the same thing as in the song, someone left. The person who is not the same, the one who leaves is the father.

The lights approached quickly, and the Maybach was extremely fast, clearly exceeding the safe speed of driving in the rain. It can be seen that the driver is very confident in his skills and vehicles. It's just that...... No matter how steady his hand was on the steering wheel, no matter how luxurious the vehicle he sat in, they still couldn't escape the pursuit of death.

The grinding of teeth under the viaduct grew louder and louder, and the hunters hiding in the rainy night seemed to have spotted the intrusion of their prey. Chu Zihang still didn't have any sound or movement, and his dull compound eyes silently looked at the rapidly approaching Maybach.

The next second, he raised his head and looked at the Maybach who had already appeared inside. Now he only needed to gently wave the Fang Tian Painting Halberd, and he could easily kill the Deadpool who would scare the boys in the car; It only takes a slight step forward to stop the running Maybach and prevent him from walking onto the viaduct of no return.

But......

……

Caesar was brought to his senses by the noise of a banquet, and the precious crystal lamps hung from the dome with elaborate frescoes, emitting a brilliant and mesmerizing light. The large hall is lined with two long rows of tables covered with red cloth, filled with a variety of exquisite and precious snacks and dishes prepared by top chefs.

The well-dressed waiters carry the precious red wine that is not easy to see in the outside world on the tray, and shuttle among the people in gorgeous and expensive clothes to provide them with the best service.

Among the guests present, the men were dressed in close-fitting black dresses. The ladies wore a variety of off-the-shoulder evening dresses that showed off their proud figures, revealing their slender necks and delicate collarbones, which became a beautiful scenery for this banquet.

Caesar, who stood in the corner of the hall, recognized that every New Year's party or some major festival, the family would decorate the hall with the most expensive and ornate decorations to show off the family's wealth and the tastes of the members. Caesar has spent more than a dozen birthdays here in the past, and even the pattern on the windowsill should be known to those who are familiar with it, but ......

This hall, along with the castle of the Gattuso family, and the members of the Gattuso family gathered here at this moment, must have fallen into the Nuotong and become the deplis of the bottom of the Tyrrhenian Sea.

While Caesar was still staring at the white ceiling of the hospital room, the ghost conductor of CC1000, who had traveled with him in the Pantheon, came to the door. He said that as a survivor of the Gattuso family, he was entitled to know this, and then gave him a report and left.

It was the report left by the commissioners who entered the exploration before the silence of the castle, and on it there were urgent photographs taken by the inspectors of the tragic death of the members of the Gattuso family in the castle.

After that, Caesar had been sleepless for a week, and he was not frightened by the miserable corpses in the photos, after all, there was a class at the Kassel Academy to visit all kinds of strange corpses, so that the students would not be frightened when faced with more curious dragon blood creatures.

Caesar wasn't quite comfortable with the gore, but he wasn't too scared to sleep by some of the photographs of twisted corpses. What makes him insomnia is the confusion caused by the death of the person he gets along with, no matter how much he hates it. They were indeed wicked people, and there were many people who applauded their deaths, but only Caesar couldn't, and he didn't have that qualification......

And now, these family members, who looked rather hideous at the time of death, were clinking glasses to each other in well-dressed clothes, as if they were celebrating what they were for.

"Guys, come and see." At this time, the organizers of the banquet stand on the steps and clap their hands, drawing everyone's attention to it.

He looks like a middle-aged man in the prime of life, but his hair and eyebrows are all white, and the wrinkles on his face that can't be concealed look like an old man in the twilight. Frost Gattuso, who was also buried in the Nuoathon, formed this party, which presumably belonged only to the dead.

He looked down with a smile and said with the exact opposite enthusiasm of his life, "I am grateful that you have been able to answer my call and gather here in the midst of your busy schedules. ”

"And calling you here today is actually a very important matter that needs to be announced." He looked around and smiled softly at the well-dressed people below, "That is, our hope...... Caesar's Return! ”

As his voice fell, the whole hall suddenly darkened, and an extremely harsh light hit Caesar's body. The eyes of everyone in the hall looked at the inconspicuous little corner where he was.

Then, as if he was really welcome, the audience burst into applause. The members of the Gattuso family, who should have died, looked at him with smiles, making way for him to walk up the stairs.

Caesar's white armor shone brightly in the dazzling light, and he stood silently with his crimson greatsword, neither replying to the applause that rang out around him, nor the steps on the way Frost was on the way out of the way.

Frost at the top raised his hand, and the hall fell silent. He reached out to Caesar on the steps and said, "Our hope, our future, our leader, our Caesar......"

He looked at Caesar and said with a kind of affection that did not appear on his face: "Come to me, accept what the family has given you, and lead us." ”

But Caesar remained unmoved, and he looked up, the haughty swan in his visor looking at Frost and the members of the Gattuso family who were surrounding him.

didn't come, he suddenly felt a little like laughing: "Uncle, you make me want to laugh so much now." I still like you with a dead face more than you do now. ”

"I hate my old self too, but that's all in the past." Frost still smiled and said, "Come, come to me, accept the family, accept the love we give you." ”

"Love?" Caesar looked around, and the elders of his family, both men and women, had unconcealed love in their eyes.

"Yes." Freightt nodded, with a strange love in his eyes, "Whether it is past, present, or future, our love for you will never change. ”

With his shoulders shrugged, Caesar couldn't help laughing any longer. It wasn't until he stopped laughing for a moment that he looked up at Frost and said faintly, "Uncle, that's not love at all...... It's domination. ”

His words were like a switch turned on, and the entire hall was suddenly covered with a white mist. In the mist, the beautifully dressed members of the Gattuso family became numb, and then, their bodies twitched inexplicably.

Their limbs and skulls were bent in exaggerated amplitude as if they were fractured, like toys that had been crudely folded by children and stuffed into boxes. Their expensive evening dresses were stained with black and brown blood, or their handsome or beautiful faces were also covered with blood, and then they showed extremely painful expressions.

The magnificent hall was in tatters as if it had revealed its true face, and the expensive crystal lamps fell to the ground and became dilapidated. There was a large hole in the wall of the hall, and the rain could not stop pouring in through the hole, and the occasional flash of thunder in the sky illuminated the tattered hall, as well as the twisted and withered hands that came out from under the long tables covered with red cloth.

As for Frost on the top of the steps, he now occupies almost half of the hall, turning into an unusually bloated monster that looks more like a monster than any other member of the Gattuso family who can barely see human features.

Faced with a terrifying nightmare-like scene, Caesar nodded, this was the last scene he saw in the family.

……

"I mean, if you want to chat, you can't do it without beer." Fingal sat on a beach chair on the deck and said to the five people gathered in front of him.

The warship, which seemed to exist only in Fingal's memory, floated in a white sea, where both the sky and the sea were hollow, like a white that could devour any living thing.

"We're not here to talk to you." Of the five, said the indifferent boy in sunglasses.

"We're just here to remind you of one thing." Said the girl with short red hair.

The girl with the long curly hair tilted her head, looked at Fingal, and behind him, the somewhat transparent Eva, and said, "You...... Or have you forgotten something? ”

The black-clothed boy with a solemn expression looked sideways at the white ocean outside the ship and said, "That is, we died from Leviathan......"

In the middle of the sea, there is a huge white whale surging around. He hummed a song and looked at Fingal aboard the warship with golden eyes as if mocking.

Then all of them looked at Fingal and Eva and said in unison, "Aren't you who survived supposed to bear our hatred?" And Leviathan is there now, go and kill him. For us, for the youth that has passed away together for you......"

"I said, are you making a mistake?" Fingal, who looked a little laid-back, interrupted them.

He sat up from the beach chair, stretched and said to the five people in front of him, "Do you think that I should hold my head and cry and say, 'I am guilty, I have forgotten your hatred, and I am going to die with the fellows now?'" ’”

Without answering him, these nightmares looked at him quietly, as if it was a little strange why he was still so awake.

"You're enough, aren't you? A nightmare from an unknown period of time ago should not come out at this time. Fingal's eyes lit up with gold, and the golden lines on the silver armor on his body radiated the same golden light.

"I'm busy!"

Then, a golden glow illuminated the white mist around it.

……

"Caesar! Why are you still living so leisurely? Frost asked, the monster he had turned into, with a roar.

His screams drowned out the thunder beyond the broken walls, and the corpses of countless members of the Gattuso family roared at him in hoarse voices.

"Why, why are you still able to get along so well with the people who killed us? The people of the academy are also one of the culprits responsible for our deaths! ”

"Have you forgotten the blood of the Gattuso family that you have in your veins? Why, so easily, did you leave our death behind? ”

"Why don't you come with us? There should have been a place for you here......"

"That's pretty much the......," Caesar let out a long sigh, "I wanted to see what kind of new tricks could be made here, but it seems that I overestimated you." ”

"Behemoth, who really killed you, has died under my sword." He looked up, looked at the group of strangely shaped creatures in front of him, and said, "I don't have to blame myself for your death!" ”

Red rose petals drifted along the wind through the cracked halls.