Chapter 462 Duolan
Dark red trench coat.
Jet black mask.
Face blurred.
There is no doubt that this is what Ash Heath looks like. However, more than sixty years of life experience kept giving Banji warnings. Even his magic spirits were trembling with fear in their souls. Important magic spirits such as 'Bing Xin', 'Bearing Bone', and 'Typhoid Fever' were beating others like crazy. Magic spirit.
At this critical moment, Banji suddenly understood why Heleifes and Rogge died so easily. They had no power to resist at all!
The magic spirits are rioting!
The only magic spirits that Panji can still activate are the original magic spirits that he summoned independently, while the other magic spirits obtained from the virtual realm and purchased from reality are all out of control. Those magic spirits who just shivered and refused to go to work were fine. The problem was that some magic spirits who had not been in charge for long enough actually rebelled directly. The original magic spirits who beat up Banji must know that Banji is a man in his sixties. The magic spirit system There have been few updates, and he has been using those rebellious spirits for at least three years!
For young people like Helephis and Rogge who are still on the rise, their magical spirits are updated in small amounts almost every year and major updates in three years. The ratio of native magical spirits to foreign magical spirits may be as high as 1:10 or even higher. . Once the magic spirits riot, their native magic spirits may even be beaten to death by foreign magic spirits!
The native magic spirits were killed, and all the foreign magic spirits rioted. They had no magic spirits to use. Unless they were weak magicians, they were no different from ordinary people!
Unless the magician only uses raw magic spirits to avoid magic spirit riots, the problem is that this is impossible. During the period when the silver magician is laying the foundation, the proportion of raw magic spirits may be higher, but when it comes to the golden magician stage, in order to build a combat system Or the production system, the magician must build the system mainly with one or two original magic spirits. The two are like a small family workshop and a factory. Although the latter has more management risks, the productivity gains are enough to outweigh the risks.
Moreover, after fifty years of being a magician, this was the first time that Banji encountered a magic spirit riot. He had never even heard of it before. But thinking about it, any magician who encounters a riot by magic spirits has no chance of surviving.
Is it a magic spirit, a miracle, or...?
Am I going to die?
Banji found that he was surprisingly calm, but when he raised his head, he saw neither 'Axiu' nor the mirror.
He saw the rainy night.
A heavy, outdated truck was parked outside the Nostalgic Cafe, and the air was filled with the smell of tar as the tires violently rubbed against the asphalt. A woman wearing a purple windbreaker was lying on the ground, her lower body being caught in the tire.
Banji's mind went blank for a moment. The screams of the headlights, the roars of passers-by, the miserable howls of raindrops hitting the road and crushing his body to pieces were all blocked by his eardrums. The world was so silent that there was no echo. He squatted next to the woman and held up a blue umbrella, but the raindrops still fell on the woman's face.
"It's useless to hold an umbrella when the rain is too heavy." The woman could still laugh at this time: "Don't cry, little classmate, even though you look good when you cry, you are worthy of being...ahem...number one."
"The medical doctor will be here soon," Banji's voice choked, his vision blurred, and the pain spread from his limbs to his heart. The mature and calm housekeeper suddenly disappeared, leaving only a weak young man: "And you are not a magician Really!? Miracle, use a miracle quickly! You said that we will be a family after the knitting festival is over, you lied to me, you lied to me! You obviously bet on the name of Duolan!"
"The so-called gambling on Duolan's name means that I will keep my promise and lie to you." The woman smiled and said: "Ban Ji, you are already my family, so I want to ask you something..."
"No! Don't do it! Don't!"
"Lex is only three years old, and I don't have any other relatives, so I can only ask you to take care of him. That kid likes to cling to you, and I'm afraid he doesn't regard you as his future wife..."
"Why should I help you take care of the child? You take care of it yourself! When you die, I will feed him to the dogs immediately!"
"That doesn't matter. Duolan should have been extinct a long time ago, and I don't know why it continues to this day." The woman's voice became softer and softer: "I'm sorry, Panji, I actually... really want to give you a home... …”
"At least...I don't want you to...get in the rain alone..."
The air is dead, Ye Yu is dead, and the boy's pandan is also dead.
When the sound of rain stopped, Panji raised his head and found that he was on the outskirts of Azula. At this time, Azura had not yet built a second-tier city, and the suburbs were deserted and in urgent need of development. The young man in front of him put on a purple helmet and rode a motorcycle and said, "Just send it here."
"What are you going to do?" Banji asked, "Why can't you tell me?"
"The rebellious stage, old guy, you don't understand."
"Isn't it too late for you to be rebellious in your twenties?" Ban Ji sighed: "Now that your wings are strong, you can call me old guy. You were so cute when you were a child. You followed me every day. I’ll definitely see you when I look back, if you call me then”
"That was more than ten years ago!" The young man said anxiously: "Can you look forward to the future like young people do, and don't always hold on to the past!"
Rumbling, thunder came from the distance, and the sky was overcast with clouds. Panji said: "It's going to rain, why not"
"Then I have to get on my way quickly." The young man said, "By the way, I have something to ask you."
"Um?"
"Don't take care of An Nan. She will have a good life in Fanmula. I added money to your account, and I also found a way to transfer part of the gospel points to you. Old guy, you are not young anymore. Find a place to start a family by yourself. Well, maybe you can publish your novels. Although they have no literary value, they should be surprisingly popular..."
"Wait." Banji held his shoulders and pointed the gun directly at his waist: "What are you going to do? Go back, or I will freeze you and take you back."
"I bet you don't have any bullets in your gun."
Banqi was startled, and immediately felt that the weight of the gun was wrong. At this time, the rain was pouring down, and the young man's voice came from the sound of raindrops: "You shouldn't have lent me your gun to play with since you were a child. It's too easy to remove your gun."
"Lex, even if you don't care about yourself, you still have to care about An Nan."
"I went there just for An Nan. If I don't do this, An Nan will go down this road sooner or later. I will end the fate of our family by betting on Duolan's name."
"What about me? Lex, what about me!?" Banji grabbed his shoulders tightly, his voice full of pleading: "How many times do you want to hurt me!? I have already lost Wen Na... "
"So I can write to everyone else, but you, I have to tell you in person." The young man said, "I'm sorry, Mom."
"Don't look back anymore, I'm gone."
Many days later, on a bright afternoon, he finally found out about Lex's death. The place was Nabistin and the cause of death was a traffic accident.
The sun is dead, the tears are dead, the middle-aged pandan is dead
When Benji was about to drown in the dream of the Six-Heraldry Family, a little girl came to him nervously: "Uncle Benji, I have found a way to escape from Fan Mula!"
"Miss, Sennheiser is a safe place. There is no need for you to leave."
"No, I am a descendant of the Duolan clan, and I must restore the glory of my ancestor Denzel!"
"Miss, your last name is Sennheiser."
"That's why I want to leave. Fan Mula will only train useless people. I want to leave here and see the outside world!" The little girl said seriously: "And Qin Na always bullies me and bets on Duolan's name. I will definitely take revenge in the future. !”
Banji couldn't help laughing, but when he looked at An Nan, he seemed to be back to his youth and middle age again.
How could he refuse Duolan's invitation?
"Although I don't know why, our family has been cursed by the gospel." An Nan said: "Maybe it is because of this connection that I can log in to the accounts of my ancestors and read the future of the gospel with the Queen's authority. I also have multiple login accounts. I just saw that I would end at the age of 28...I don’t know what kind of future the gospel has prepared for me.”
"So that's it..." Banji murmured.
"So I have to get the wish of the God Lord to completely cut off the chain of blood. Just like grandma helps you win the first place in the weaving ceremony, I also have to find other people from other lands to deceive the weaving ceremony, preferably before the weaving ceremony. It will take a few days to find them so that their resumes are clean enough..."
"Huh? Behind this client is actually the Four Pillars of God. They are also looking for people from a foreign land? A few days ago, Chloris asked me if I had any information about the Four Pillars of God... The Four Pillars of God, Red Hat, people from a foreign land... …I suddenly had a brilliant idea.”
"Banji, are you ready to make a big fuss with me?"
"Of course." Ban Ji looked at the drizzle of rain outside the window: "Until I melt into the rain."
Banji opened his eyes and found himself in a strange palace. In front of him, An Nan fell in a pool of blood, and the purple moth was dyed bright red.
He raised his head and saw the Queen behind the curtain in the distance. The air, night rain, sunshine, and tears in his memory seemed to have all returned.
He totally got it.
"I am a piece of ice with my love for Dolan frozen inside."
"How could I be willing to let her finish the last journey alone?"
"I am indeed number two on the "Assassination List."" Banji took out his twin blunderbuss and said, "This is my future."
Just as he rushed forward, a man wearing a dark red windbreaker also rushed out from behind the curtain. He held a long sword and deflected all the bullets, and then the long sword condensed an ice pick and stabbed straight. The panji immediately recalled the scene of his own death.
Those who assassinate the Queen will be penetrated by the coldest ice pick!
"dad!"
When Liz's crisp voice sounded outside, 'Axiu' took a deep look at the squadron, and then all the future disappeared.
Ash walked into the room with Liz holding takeout bags in both hands, "Eat, eat!"
The faucet was still running, and there was no man in a dark red trench coat in the mirror. Only Ash and Liz walked through the door. Liz followed Ash like a little follower. It seemed like it was just an illusion.