The rest of the development was exactly the same as Grandin remembered.

He threw the fruit of doom into the 'Akaxia Catalogue' and said it aloud:

"The next time I use the badge, I'm bound to fail!"

As the books snapped together, the battle in the warehouse was like a play after a thousand rehearsals, everyone doing their own thing tacitly: when to punch, when to close their legs, and when to say their lines.

Including at what time -

Die.

At that most crucial moment, he guided the badge out of control, and the crazy and disorderly murmur began to sound, and the good and bad it produced were subtle and subtle.

The babble begins at the right time and ends at the right time, as if someone is performing with Grandin on the other side of the badge.

Flowers of blood bloom in the warehouse. The drama of truth and revenge has finally come to an end, and Grandin is the only one who can stand on the stage.

The picture freezes in Grandin's relaxed, sad and relieved expression. He lost control of his body and froze on the stage.

"Alas, fate...... There are thousands of people in the world, and they don't know why they are born and they don't know why they die. ”

There was compassion in the voice.

"The gods judge all beings, and who can judge the gods?"

A detached and indifferent voice rang out.

"We."

The cold voice of the machine said flatly.

"Transaction...... Reached....... Redemption ...... It's time. ”

Through a frantic voice, he unrelentingly inserted into the conversation.

In a long, desperate nightmare, Grandin finally amassed enough strength.

This time, he was finally able to rely on his own will, break through the body that had become his cage, which could not move at all, and speak freely for the first time:

"Who are you! What is a transaction? ”

All the sounds in the dream disappeared for a moment. The next moment, everything around the stage vanished, leaving only pure darkness, and he floated in the darkness.

Clusters of bright light surrounded him in a ring that looked at him from end to end.

Those flickering and flickering clusters of light seemed to be thinking, as if they were shocked.

"Fate, it always comes so suddenly." It's still the human voice that speaks.

Grandin's shoulders sank, and he felt a warm hand on his shoulder. The palm of the hand thrust hard, and he fell down again.

"Don't you understand? You're here too early. ”

"There are countless roads ahead for you, so make every choice. Please always, just be yourself. ”

In the rapid fall, he saw gilded eyes, and saw robes woven of flames.

Countless clusters of light opened at the same time, and the sound shattered the entire space:

"We, that's you."

......

In the room on the second floor of the tavern, Grandin Huo Ran opened his eyes, and golden spiritual fire slipped from the corners of his eyes like teardrops. It dripped silently on the pillow, but did not ignite anything.

Grandin sat up jerkily, trying to grab all the dream fragments, but they were like quicksand, the tighter you clenched, the faster they drained. The last bit of the picture was thrown into a shredder, and it was quickly shattered.

In the end, only sporadic phrases remained as he recited them over and over again:

"Always, just be myself."

"Always, just be myself. What does this mean......"

He threw his legs off the bed ,-->> in confusion

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When you want to stand up, you find that your body weighs more than 1,000 pounds, and it is even more difficult to move.

"What the hell did I do yesterday, how did it feel like I went to run a marathon...... Last time, in order to catch the 'serial killer', I was not so tired from the steam train station to the dock. ”

He struggled to move his body to the bedroom window, but his soul seemed to be still on the bed. He kneaded his brow in annoyance, and after the command was given, his hand made him wait two seconds before finally raising it......

"Did I really fall asleep yesterday? Hiss-"

As soon as recalling begins, the brain begins to dull and aching endlessly.

Under the double blow of physical and mental blows, Grandin finally realizes how bad his current state really is.

"Don't worry, I have to slow down first."

He went to the bedroom desk and sat down against the huge 'network delay'.

Yesterday, in order to insulate himself and sleep better, he deliberately did not disperse the spiritual wall. But now this blockade has long since dissipated on its own due to the lack of subsequent spiritual replenishment.

He could faintly hear the commotion coming from the tavern downstairs. The wall clock in the room showed that it was only 4:36 a.m.

"These drunkards got up so early? No, I didn't sleep at all...... Don't they have to go to work...... I forgot, it's Saturday. ”

"The first steam train was at 7 o'clock, and given the time it takes to go back and forth, I'd better take the first train."

Grandin sat in his chair and thought ramblingly.

Distractions can be a very effective solution to the dull pain in his head.

This can be regarded as a good doctor for his long-term illness, after all, every once in a while, he has to do it again.

Usually it was because he died on his own initiative, but this time he didn't even figure out why he was like this.

Grandin sat in his chair for more than an hour, and the various symptoms were reduced to a level that no longer affected his normal activities.

"What the hell did I do yesterday?"

Grandin's instincts told him that this was very important. In the constant dull pain in his brain, he remembered something in a trance.

But these recollections made him both frightened and dazed:

"'Little Wishing Technique', 'Doom Addition', 'Shadow Grip', 'Flesh Disintegration'?"

When he remembered the names, the corresponding knowledge immediately appeared in his mind, as if it had been carved with a carving knife.

"The Little Wishing Spell is a variant of the Destiny Charm...... Consumes less and is more controllable. Make a wish to turn things where you want them to be. ”

"'Doom Additive' is an enchantment that can be applied to any weapon or your own fist, and whenever it hits an enemy, it will leave a mark of doom that will automatically explode when it accumulates to a certain extent."

"This is thinking day and night? I'm not going to do a divination on myself in my sleep, am I? But what about the shadows and flesh magic? ”

Grandin leaned back inexplicably and leaned back in his chair. The silk pajamas glided smoothly against his skin, making him feel the foreign object in his chest.

He subconsciously pulled into his pocket, but was stunned and took out a sealed lead box from inside. new

The lead box is naturally the 'Flesh and Blood Badge'. It didn't know when, but it automatically ran into Grandin's pocket.

This discovery made his heart sink suddenly:

"Is it because of it? After magical items have the characteristics of being alive, it becomes more and more difficult to seal them...... This time I just saw some occult knowledge, and I won't necessarily see anything next time. ”

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