Afra's fingers trembled slightly.

"Charles, don't be impulsive, Anne has been assigned to the ranks of field doctors. ”

Charles's eyes widened, and his thoughts turned sharply, bringing back the remnants of his memory: "I still have a ...... , the head is going to explode!"

"Where's Buck?"

"Buck hasn't been in touch with us for two days!"

"I divined, and he died!"

The pupils widened, and the brain was instantly occupied by fear, and the fingers trembled a little.

"How is it possible?

Do you remember the last time you saw him, when the leader gave him the key?

"Nope. ”

Really?

Bursts of dizziness and pain echoed in his mind, and sweat droplets were left on his strange body.

How is it possible? Calm down! Calm down! Who gave him the key?

Why?

Who else is hiding in the shadows?

The life experience is like a mess, and all of this seems to be a huge whirlpool.

Peel back the fog, still layer after layer.

............ Dividing line.

Some of them lost their minds and returned to the police station, and in such a strange world, he needed to protect himself.

In the basement, the corresponding spiritual order blocks are arranged, "The weaver of the fate of all beings, the key to the fate of all beings, and the river of fate of the past life...... ”

The body once again came to the cascading bands of light, staring at the swirling black vortex, and then at the funnel mark that towered high in the sky, and his heart became more and more urgent.

The Grey-robed Pastor at 122 Redbeard Street has spoken of road reconstruction.

"The road is reconstructed, and the low-level transcendent is nothing more than infection. ”

"There are enough mysterious sources to complete the road change. ”

Charles knew he couldn't hesitate, at least on the same path, there was no doubt about the mastery of the upper and lower positions.

Although he does not have the ability to jump off the chessboard, he has the opportunity to change his fate.

Now the stranger hidden in the vertebrae is forced out by the golden figure, and the vertebrae is temporarily in the hands of Charles.

He still has some scruples about having the permission to link to the light belt space, if the stranger returns, he will lose control again, in this case, even if he falls into the spirit world, he will have to change his path.

There were ripples in his heart, and he couldn't calm down for a long time, he had experienced the assimilation of the Scepter of the Underworld.

I clearly remember the kind of power that washes memories into a blank sheet of paper, leaving only instinct!

Now that the only way to welcome a new life is to break the link with the stranger, and the charr calmly leaps into the long river of mottled light.

The long river was turbulent at the beginning and calm again.

The stinging pain came, and the body was brushed off in an instant, turning into ashes like a mud bodhisattva crossing a river.

Countless phantoms flashed in front of him, as if the dreamlike vision was gradually infected with red light.

The real touch is mixed with the endless soreness and tearing.

......

The strange memories make Charles feel like crazy.

......

In the phantom, the land was taken away for no reason, and an old body was kicked over in the moment of resistance.

In the remaining years, the old man has no value...... , bumpy and displaced, in the city, under the bridge, in the abandoned room doing the last roundabout.

The hidden danger of food caused him to suffer from illness, and he got up early every day to get older and more exhausted.

......

Now he is approaching him again, because the clause provides for compensation for those who have been injured by the enclosure.

He was found by the people of the day, and he was only exempted from the compensation of 300 pounds, and he broke his leg here, and he was here to meet the end of his life.

The two thugs traded their lives for two legs of lamb from their employers.

His scrawny and scarred legs had long since been broken, his gray eyes were scattered, he didn't have long to live, and in the last moments of his life, he realized.

"In an age when everyone is too busy to take care of themselves, I wish my life to cleanse the world of evil, and I am willing to sacrifice only for the world to be full of justice. ”

A golden tear dropped, and he closed his hollow, divergent pupils.

The soul was transformed into the transcendent, and he was liberated.

"Who will bear the suffering of the world?"

"The Most High has counted your years, and this is the end. ”

"Thou art weighed in the scales, showing thy indebtedness. ”

"Your personality will be divided to those whom you have hurt. ”

The golden teardrops melted into Charles's body, blooming with endless golden light.

The immeasurable scales pronounced judgment, and the spirit body faintly lit up the shadow of the scales, He represents the judgment, the name of the Judge of Destiny!

......

The scene flashed suddenly, the old man walked with old steps, dressed in shabby clothes, holding the bread in his slightly thin hands, and shedding tears of joy and muddy, "I haven't eaten for a long time. ”

Swallowing bread, his chest was extremely dull, "my heart hurts", it was a rapid convulsion, covering my heart to relieve the throbbing.

"I really want to close my eyes and rest, just take a moment", his mind became more and more blurred, and he saw many phantoms, as if he had foreseen death, (I fell into the river, and there are indeed phantoms in the near death).

His eyes were closed, his heart went into cardiac arrest, his body collapsed weakly, and the half-eaten bread rolled to the side, sticking to a little ash.

......

The little boy ran barefoot in the snow and came to the dilapidated wooden house. "Mom, I got the relief bread", "Mom, wake up", the corpse did not move.

The little boy stood still, as if something had gone in his heart, and tears rained down.

......

The cold sky and biting snow seemed to consume life, and she struck a match.

In the firelight, it is like seeing the candlelight on the Christmas tree, and the candlelight rises higher and higher, becoming a twinkling star in the sky.

She sat in the corner and smiled quietly.

In the early morning, when the sun shone on the corpse, she still sat quietly, holding a burnt match in her hand and smiling at the corner of her mouth.

The three golden tears converge into a black scythe, representing the imprint of death on the spirit body, extradite the deceased, codenamed the Ferryman of Fate!

......

The light belt is surging, the scene is reproduced, it is an antelope, in order to jump over the canyon, two sheep jump together, one is the bottom, one steps on the other back, two jumps, support the last hope of the sheep, although the bottom sheep fall off the cliff, but become a light (from the Tibetan antelope).

The sheep that have crossed over shed golden tears.

The next scene unfolded, and in front of the narrow valley mouth, the old knight's face was a little heavy, and there was a trace of sorrow.

This may be the last bonfire, the wild age of the jungle, and it is unknown whether it will survive until tomorrow.

"Is there any hope for us?" came a deep voice. The knight crossed the campfire, as if to see the strange layers outside.

The young knight's eyes were filled with tears, "All dead." ”

The old knight's old hand patted the young man, "Tonight, you hide in the ground, dig down, the deeper the better!

In the night, the night grew deeper, and everyone went underground, and the old knight sat alone by the campfire, and the light of the fire became dimmer and dimmer.

He watched the campfire silently and lowered his head.

Stroking the long sword, "Are you afraid?" The firelight swayed on the surface of the sword, dragging up spots of light.

The sword seems to have life, constantly humming, blooming with sharper light!

"But I am afraid, but I still have to face it, because fear does not remove difficulties, and fear does not bring hope. ”

The moment the flames were about to be extinguished, he took a firm step and raised his sword!

"I am the light, when I cross the sky, illuminate the dead silence!"

That night, the sword shattered, and blood splattered in the air.

He died, but he kept the fire of the human race!

At the same moment, deep underground, the knight left golden teardrops.

"Brave, in the world shrouded in darkness, in the battlefield where countless Terrans have died in battle, you are the light, please give me the power to change the world!"

The ribbon of light is surging, and the golden sword phantom is imprinted on the spirit body, representing bravery, codenamed the light of fate!

......

In the fourth act, he carries a lamp to illuminate the confused in the darkness.

The young man said, "Fate has no glory and light, only gloom, is it destined to be so?"

He was still confused, "Do you think there is really a fate?"

Charles suddenly said, "Yes." ”

"But where is my fate? Is my fate gloomy?" The young man asked.

Charles reached out and slowly shook it, holding it tightly.

"Look at my hands, where do you say destiny?"

The young man had a slight realization, "In the hand!"

Take a step forward. "And where is the way forward?" he said, his eyes widened, "the road is underfoot!"

The young man suddenly realized and shed golden tears.

"I will take fate by the throat and never let it bring me to my knees!"

A chain unfolds, representing fate and wisdom, imprinted to the spirit, codenamed Destiny Traveler!