Chapter Ninety-Two: The Forsaken

This is a distorted era of luck and sorrow, the strong with power are often bound by the rum in the hands of the aristocracy, and the poor who can't eat are more and more miserable, but ** gives everyone the possibility of glory.

Standing in the middle of the chaotic city, the black castle resembles a vampire with sharp fangs. made this nobleman hiding in the dark show a gloomy smile, Li Laifu even thought that he had to be stupid enough to send his delicious and immature neck up for it to taste, but now, everything has ushered in a turnaround, the sea of wisdom and ignorance has made him humiliated and remorseful, and the iceberg of power hidden in the long river of time in the eternal continent has also been washed out by the black wisdom sea, although Li Laifu has become more aware of his insignificance and powerlessness, but it has also given this child the last ray of hope, but this hope may also be just a wave deliberately arranged by the goddess of fate, just to make the death of a prodigal son who tried to lift her underwear a little more thrilling

Li Laifu's plan is very simple, but simplicity does not mean naΓ―ve, because the more complex the rules, the more loopholes can often be found, and the things that can make the ominous legends in the chaotic city feel jealous, Li Laifu racked his brains and couldn't think of anyone more shocking than the ethereal creature of 'gods', especially his encounter in this place full of mysterious rumors over the years, which made this child have an inexplicable self-confidence.

The Liuling holy coffin was safely inlaid above the altar, Li Laifu couldn't see the appearance of the altar, he only knew that he was in a very high place, the clouds were misty, and a bright moon could be seen not far away, just like the right pupil of the goddess of wisdom that represented 'purity and immaculate power'.

Around the holy coffin, there are countless quaint sacrificial pillars, the holy relics in the minds of these believers do not know what calamity has suffered, the dry blood stained their rusty bodies, broken, almost a pile of low-level knight armor under the corrosion of the years, the sacrificial flame symbolizes the sincere and fanatical worship of the gods, but Li Laifu did not find that any of the sacrificial pillars ignited this kind of blazing flame, dead silence and desolation filled the air, Li Laifu indifferently looked at the mysterious skull in front of him。

A burst of affectionate chant suddenly came out of the black Liuling coffin, like a coquettish pant and ** that resounded in the middle of the night in the Tustin Kingdom, for the erosive nobles, this exaggerated tone is not only issued when they meet the superiors, as long as they can obtain benefits, even if it is a wild dog, they can bend down their noble waist and gently throw a bone stained with meat crumbs forward.

"Honorable Strongman, your origin is by no means something I can admire, even if your strength is only a wave, it is enough to set off a terrifying wave in any sea, I believe that the so-called 'Paladin' is just a complete villain, but in the era of my existence, there is a sentence that is quite interesting, and it seems to be more interesting to you. ”

Li Laifu bent down slightly, looking humble, like a cabinet minister who visited the monarch, although he held the fate and joys and sorrows of countless people, he would still show his lowliness in front of another person, there was no supreme power, only supreme power, this is the bloody truth.

He hoped that the guy in front of him would subconsciously follow his footsteps and thoughts, but the truth was not satisfactory, but this seemed normal, after all, a king who has lost his wealth will never be deceived by the ignorant poor.

"Remember, don't put on a treacherous face in front of people who have outlived you. ”

There was a hint of hesitation in the muffled murmur, the skull sleeping in the coffin was not a humble person who could only pray, if you used words to describe it, he was like a wolf king who had lost his race, without the protection of his race, but still had the sharpest teeth and claws, as well as the natural magic that made even high-ranking swordsmen dignified.

Li Laifu had never seen a group of snow wolves roaming the depths of the snow-capped mountains and glaciers, nor had he tried their bloody minions and powerful magic, but this child often dealt with creatures that were a hundred times more terrifying than this arrogant beast, and that creature wore a rich robe, and the beautiful gems dotted on the robes were warm with soft blood, this cannibalistic species was called human aristocracy.

Without hiding his embarrassment, Li Laifu scratched his hair, and laughter sounded along with pompous words: "I received the chanting and chanting of believers during my lifetime, and after my death, I was shaped into an immortal legend by history, and I turned into a ghost but still maintained a wise brain, as your descendant, I feel that the light of your wisdom envelops my whole body, which is really a supreme honor." ”

The inky pupils quietly bloomed, and the child suddenly straightened up, and his voice was as unyielding as the spear in the knight's hand: "Since you are so generous, then I have reason to believe that you will not hesitate to agree to my poor plea in the future, right?"

Li Laifu blinked, and his face looked solemn and serious, even when the most devout pilgrims went to the land of faith to worship, at most.

Being a man is a science, the previous life of Li Laifu made this knowledge into a miasma, almost due to the rescue is not timely led to go further and further on the road of life, fortunately, it turns out that some things, every mistake in the past will become your own private wealth, nothing to do with shiny gold coins, not like a graceful and luxurious dinner dress, because these hypocritical wealth may easily change hands in blood at any time, but some things will always belong to you.

The golden flames in the skull's eye sockets dimmed a little, he didn't speak, as if in deep thought, and the black coffin fell silent.

Li Laifu really restrained his smile this time, without the slightest pretentiousness, and he was wise in his plans, but whether he could get his wish still needed to wait for the whim of the goddess of fate.

Turning around freely, the child looked into the distance with deep eyes, he was not admiring the tragedy and blood of the group of believers in the desert, from his eyes, there was a faint trace of uneasiness and concern.

On the other side of the long river of time, no, it may be farther away than the other side, there is a world, a world that does not belong to himself, but it is only now that Li Laifu has discovered that that the world has already become his second hometown, and his worries and tears have bloomed on the yellow skin for the land that surrounds the smell of rum and the chanting of bards.

"I will come back, with a force that transcends the Sanctuary. ”

Li Laifu muttered, his deep eyes reflected the look called 'firm', he suddenly felt a blazing flame burning behind him, turned around, Li Laifu saw a skull engraved with mystical patterns, like a huge heroic epic legend, which was perfectly condensed in this head that transcended all dogma and theorems, and this head was still burning with raging fire.

"Any worm with ** will desperately rush towards the flames that bloom, and I have no reason to refuse. ”

The golden soul fire in the skull's eye socket was completely extinguished, but his vitality not only did not dissipate, but instead became more and more rampant like the waves of the sea at high tide, like the time when the storm reached its peak, and the whole world became dark and gloomy.

"These patterns are not magic circles built by the wise, no, this is magic circles, but not the magic style of the Age of Light. ”

Li Laifu stared at the skeleton brother for a long time, and suddenly yelled, he felt that the knowledge stored in his head was a little insufficient, and the child seemed to see the word 'ignorance' written all over his head.

"Is it true that every history of civilization implies a completely different system of wisdom? so why is it that these systems that should have been immortalized are no longer reproduced in the present era, or are these ancient wisdoms quietly destroyed by some force? ”

One question after another emerged from the deep mind, the overwhelming smoke and dust filled the entire sky, and suddenly Li Laifu vaguely caught a clue, but it was terrifying, as if he wiped away the fog covered in the painted oil painting window when the snow fell, and then what he saw was not a beautiful scenery covered in silver, but a pair of bloody eyes, it stared at you, you were scared stupid, staring at it.

The space ring in Li Laifu's left hand bloomed with an extremely faint light, which was black

"What do I need to do?"

Li Laifu asked with a smile, as if the shock of the previous moment had quietly dissipated, like snow, which could turn into a damp ground at any time after the sun fell.

"Wait, the killing and the death are about to bring the bones to the highest mountain, and when all are crying and weeping, we will come down from the altar and lead them to see hope and a future, and the power of faith will never be broken. ”

The skull's voice trembled slightly, as if it was afraid, but there was a faint hint of anticipation.

"You must be a great nobleman among the gods, and such a means of bribing believers will surely make you suffer ten thousand years of infamy in the epic sung by the bard. ”

Li Laifu touched his chin thoughtfully.

"It's a pity you've forgotten your once glorious name, well, honorable undead, I'll call you the 'Forgotten Corpse' for the time being, no, that's too long and pompous, or else, call you the Forsaken?"