Chapter 229 Leo Master

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The moonlight fell, and the dark mausoleum seemed to be bleeding slowly.

Edward sat on the piano bench, unscrewed the thermos, took a sip of hot water, and talked to himself in the air.

"No, I like this feeling very much. It's pleasant and beautiful to quietly listen to the footsteps of an era slowly dying."

"I am not a destination, I am just a process."

Several black and white keys on the piano in front of Him were automatically depressed, and the sound was extremely long, harsh, and disharmonious, making people irritated for no reason.

"It's not time yet," Edward said. "I can feel strong hatred, and it is accompanied by a very clear malicious purpose."

The demon took another sip of hot water and tapped the white keys with his fingers.

"Russell's hatred told me that he wanted to pull out every bone of mine and break it into pieces. He wanted me to be burned alive or still alive after suffering all kinds of pain. He also used the ancient traditions of his homeland on me. Punishment, car splitting, or Ling Chi - that is a punishment of cutting off three thousand pieces of flesh with one knife, or letting me experience the pain of a child being killed, haha, it feels like the child is in more pain than me."

"Sad news, all his love for the world has turned into hatred for me. He is crazy, but he has not lost control yet."

"But, well, I don't hate it."

"I would be disappointed if there was no malice. There is always no point in provoking good-tempered people. After all, the darkness in people's hearts is the soil where demons thrive."

He flipped his palm and pulled out a long chestnut wavy hair from his sleeve. He wrapped the long hair around his fingers, then closed his eyes and searched for the "elements" related to Bernadette in his spirituality. "Dawn" stronghold and treasure house.

Blue flames ignited in his hair, and in his spiritual vision he saw the rough sea and a palace hidden in the mist.

"Emerald City?"

"Sea of ​​Mist...yeah."

The island where the Emerald City is located, Rasha, is a small island that does not exist on the map. The residents living on it are all descendants of the people who fled the war-torn Intis with Bernadette.

The island is completely hidden by the magic of the "Secretist". Finding a safe passage requires the fairy tale magic "Argonauts", and opening the door to Rasha is the famous spell in "Arabian Nights": "Open Sesame".

"What a fantasy... Ali Baba and the Forty Thieves." Edward read all the paths and ways to open them, then burned the hair, leaving little dust falling on the ground. "The knowledgeable person is so good, Luo Serge has a rich reserve of fairy tales and myths. Unfortunately, Edward in the old days was not a person who was interested in these, but the more widely known fairy tale magic is enough."

The soldiers are very fast, and they can move faster than the ship. There is no need to recall the "Suicide". Let them continue to float on the sea. Let's see what Klein plans to do next.

A white key suddenly collapsed, emitting a strange high-pitched sound.

"What?"

Edward immediately turned his head to look at the strange forest, only to hear a blood-curdling roar suddenly cut through the night of the island. The thin black covering the place spread, covering the entire open space and pulling it in. In the hands of the "Emperor".

Boom!

From the direction of the mausoleum came a loud sound that could almost burst one's eardrums, as if the two tall and heavy stone doors suddenly opened.

The huge dark green and nearly black trees in the distance waved their branches, pulled out their roots one after another, and then, like humans, approached where Edward was.

The entire primeval forest is "alive"!

The huge red dragon with flames flowing from its skin quickly flew into the sky, and the eight-legged magic wolf began to run wildly between the trees... All the extraordinary and mutated creatures on the island became restless and headed towards the mausoleum.

Seeing the densely packed trees that almost covered the sky coming in like a tide, and the extraordinary creatures rushing madly from the depths of darkness, Edward moved his fingers, and then fell into silence.

Suddenly, his face became blurry and unfamiliar, as if the lining of a piece of clothing was suddenly turned outside. His outline did not change, but his whole temperament suddenly changed. An ancient and cold breath emanated from him. It's like facing silence itself.

The Declined King watched everything in front of him calmly, and then blew a gentle breath.

As easy as blowing out a weak candle.

call--

Strong winds blew in all directions.

Everything in front of Him was like a lamp, and its form was annihilated in the wind in an instant. In just one breath, the incoming trees turned into dead wood and fell one after another. The running and roaring extraordinary creatures fell to the ground one after another, and the giant dragon in the sky began to rot from its head. , when the wings turned into skeletons, they fell from the sky and hit the ground.

The skeletons knelt at the feet of death. The scattered skeletons were still covered with nerves, twitching and struggling instinctively under the control of the brain that was not completely dead.

Then, he looked at the two open doors in the depths of darkness, and his eyes met the shadowy figure.

His hand was pressed on the piano, and everything else was rapidly distorting. The ground, trees, black stones, the surrounding space and the ground seemed like pieces of flat paper that had been roughly crumpled into balls by a person. .

The Declined King remained silent. He doesn't like to talk very much.

Strictly speaking, at times like this, He prefers to be alone with God, rather than holding a microphone to interview other Gods about their dying feelings. But old friends met, and it was most likely the last time they met. As a god with his own rules and a sense of ritual, he decided to say something.

He said, "Death will bring you back together."

Under the current situation, no words can bring the completely crazy god back to reason.

The "Black Emperor" is the most special god. As long as the polluted life dies, the pollution will be cut off. However, he is always in the cycle of life and death. The pollution cannot disappear, the pain never stops, and the loneliness never ends.

The moment He became the emperor, the authority made Him immortal and the emperor eternal. Only the new emperor could kill Him.

His sight passed through the heavy door of the mausoleum, broke through the blockade out of anger, and reached the outside world.

The glorious providence falls, the bones fall silent, and all mortals have to kneel down.

The declining king quietly watched the emperor's raging anger. The black world separated two meters in front of him and merged behind him, like waves separated by rocks.

"Bury me on a high mountain——"

"Looking at my hometown."

The piano keys in front of the Outer God automatically dented, as if a pair of invisible hands were playing.

The heavy and sad songs were sung by the aliens in the most accurate Chinese. The invisible melody was woven into a large net. The sound spread to the surroundings along with the spirituality, covering the mausoleum in the center of darkness softly and undeniably.

"My hometown is invisible——"

"Never forget!"

The furious and crazy shadow was like being struck by lightning, and the bloody "eyes" all over his body twisted and fluctuated one by one. Unspeakable sorrow and pain gradually rose up in his body. This strong feeling called "nostalgia" gradually became stronger, and with that Anger divided the court.

It was as if the weight of an entire dead world was pressing down, the shadows gradually became silent, and the darkness began to shrink back into the depths of the mausoleum.

Finally, the door closed with a bang, and the moonlight covered it like a red veil.

When the dust settled, the "lining" turned back again, revealing the surface of the clothes.

"It's really scary." Edward pretended to be frightened. He stuffed the piano and stool back into the storage cabinet, looked around, and then casually waved his hand towards the sky.

His figure gradually faded and left the island from the spiritual world.

This unobtrusive, polluted place returned to calm, with only the moonlight illuminating everything living and dead.

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"Gehrman, do you think that if I capture the 'Immortal King' and crossbreed it with my apples, will it be able to solve the short-lived defect of my apples?"

Frank Lee stroked the red apple in his hand and said sadly.

May death always favor your apples. Klein said calmly: "You have to be able to do it."

"He will definitely not agree and will plant me in the soil." Frank sighed, "My transformation technology is not perfect. A chicken can live for at least one year, but after turning into an apple, it has only two vitality About a month ago, it was almost only one-tenth of the original value.”

"Ninety percent of it is lost in the process. How can we overcome this technical defect?"

I think it’s good as it is now... I really believed you, thinking that you were making hybrid agricultural products at the beginning... Klein replied seriously: "I hope you can improve the technology as soon as possible."

Frank was encouraged and said: "...You are indeed a truly wise and far-sighted good man. I am really lucky. After leaving the church, I finally met a few people with whom I can be close to each other."

He kept his expression unchanged and did not explain anything. He looked away from the enthusiastic Frank, but happened to meet Anderson who was setting a trap and planned to catch a few roasted chickens and apples to eat.

Anderson smiled without embarrassment. It seems that the deliciousness of roasted chicken and apples is enough to offset that part of the scary aliveness.

Klein clenched his fists to resist the urge to distort his expression.

Just then, Frank Lee began enthusiastically promoting his other products:

"Mr. Sparrow, would you like a baked potato tonight?"

"It tastes like beef, it tastes like beef, but it's really potatoes."

Will you get sick if you eat this... Beef stew with potatoes... Stew potatoes with potatoes... Klein replied coldly:

"I don't eat midnight snacks."

"How about my grilled fish for dinner? The red wine pan-seared tuna is really good and I sell them to land."

Does anyone eat this stuff on land? Klein maintained the coolness of a crazy adventurer: "White bread and roasted meat are enough."

Frank was a little disappointed: "That's okay, our chef is very good."

Since arriving on the "Future", Klein felt that his ability to complain has been improving by leaps and bounds. He looked at the busy people on the deck and asked, "What are they preparing to do?"

At this time, "Admiral of the Stars" Cattleya, who had been busy in her room for the past few days, walked out. This lady wore a pair of thick glasses on the bridge of her nose, covering her dark purple eyes with mysterious charm. .

The previously unimaginable flying speed of the "Future" obviously did not belong to Cattleya herself. She was vaguely aware of what was happening and chose to hide it.

She glanced at Klein and said succinctly:

"Be prepared, we are about to enter that sea."

How far have we flown? Klein was stunned, it was less than half a day!

His original plan was to approach this dangerous sea area, consult the "Snake of Destiny" Will Asceptin through the paper crane, and learn the corresponding environmental conditions from him, but unexpectedly, an accident occurred and he encountered the "Immortal" "King" Agaritu, the "Future" arrived at the destination without giving him any buffer time.

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In the crisis-ridden sea area of ​​​​the Gods, danger is hidden at almost every step. After bypassing the huge breathing corpse and seeing the golden carriage speeding out of the floating island, the "Future" was finally on a safe channel. Advance for several hours.

Klein could occasionally see fires floating on the surface of the sea, but he could not find any traces of marine life, including the mermaid tribe.

Time passed by, and Klein was about to leave the deck and head to the restaurant when he suddenly noticed that the surroundings suddenly darkened!

The sky, which was always at noon, had no sunlight and was completely shrouded in dense darkness.

This change was so fast and so sudden that Klein's first reaction was to turn off the lights!

Silently, the "Future" was covered with a layer of bright stars, illuminating the road to everywhere.

"Hermit" Cattleya's slightly magnetic voice was amplified again, echoing in everyone's ears: "Go back to the room, or find a corner and let yourself fall asleep."

"Then wait for it to wake up naturally."

Frank's voice sounded like a giant bear roaring in the darkness: "What will happen if you don't sleep?"

"Then when others wake up, they will find that you have disappeared and will never be found again." Cattleya responded calmly.

So scary? Klein chose to believe the intelligence of the "Star Admiral" and immediately returned to his cabin, took off his coat and lay on the boat. Under the influence of spirituality and self-hypnosis, he quickly fell asleep.

After an unknown amount of time, the foggy dream world suddenly became clear. Klein suddenly woke up and realized that he was dreaming.

"The world of dreams? Is this what's special about this sea area?"

Klein turned over and sat up, and found that he was sitting on the top of a boulder. Not far away, Cattleya was sitting there holding her knees.

Klein looked around and noticed that there was a huge abyss rift in front of him. Behind the rift was a magnificent group of buildings. Countless palaces, countless towers and city walls covered the mountain peaks, frozen in the dusk-like afterglow. in the history of this dream world.

This magnificent picture made Klein stunned for a moment, feeling like he was shocked both physically and mentally.

"This is……"

"This is a common dream for all of us..." Cattleya, who was sitting, made a sleepy sound.

With the ability to wake up in dreams, Klein naturally planned to explore elsewhere. Cattleya in the dream rejected his invitation, so he jumped off the boulder and walked away alone.

But looking around, he saw that the surrounding buildings were all strange black monasteries. No matter where he wanted to go, unless he jumped off a cliff, he had to pass through the monastery.

Since there was no other choice, Klein came directly to the dark door of the monastery.

The gate was nearly ten meters high and did not look like it was prepared for humans. Klein looked at it for a few seconds, took a breath, stretched out his hands, spent a lot of effort, and even "used" the "Creep Hunger" through imagination. After that, he opened the door.

Klein walked through the doorway and entered the square. Unexpectedly and reasonably, he saw Frank Lee, Nina, Ottolov, Anderson and others here.

Is this their dream? It's not like that... Or should we say that everyone's dreams are limited to themselves, and then appear randomly somewhere in the world? Klein guessed uncertainly.

Frank Lee was closest to him, holding a shovel and shoveling gravel. Next to him were white bread, toast, pan-fried fish and other foods that had fallen to the ground.

Was he planning to use them as food for growing something? Even dreams are growing... Klein approached, chatted with the other party for a few words, and then flew away at an even faster speed.

After passing through a square with a lot of traces of battle left, light shone in, and Klein saw large murals painted on the surrounding walls and ceilings, which looked sacred and gorgeous.

There is another small door ahead. Klein hesitated, walked over, and pushed him away.

His vision suddenly turned into darkness, and even the glorious temple behind him fell into darkness!

...I won't be blind...Klein came up with this thought reflexively, and then he put his right palm into his pocket and took out a box of imaginary matches.

Familiarly, he took out a match and lit it, and a weak flame immediately appeared in front of Klein's eyes.

The flames struggled to expand, illuminating the surrounding scene in a blurry manner.

This is a cell, a cell with an iron gate ajar!

Why am I here? Neither next to the "Star Admiral" nor in the mural hall where the others are... I reached another place through this door? Or have you come near someone who can influence your dreams to a certain extent? As his thoughts swirled, Klein flicked his hand and extinguished the match that almost burned his finger.

His left palm was quickly dyed with a layer of pure and brilliant sunshine, and his eyes seemed to have two more miniature "suns".

With the help of the soul of the "Priest of Light", he gained the night vision ability of the "Holy Light".

Looking around, Klein saw that the cell he was in was not too narrow, but the ground was dirty and messy, with many footprints. He didn't know what had happened.

"Most of them are human footprints. A few are exaggerated. Maybe they belong to giants...?" Klein came to the ajar gate and looked out cautiously.

Suddenly, his pupils shrank.

He saw a black knight wearing armor and holding a giant sword. Two eerie red lights flashed behind his faceplate. He was in the cell next to him, only five meters away from him!

Klein was about to retreat when he suddenly noticed that this black knight seemed to be... sitting in the corner?

This black knight was almost as tall as a giant. Even sitting there, he was almost half the height of a human being. He couldn't see clearly in the shadows, so much so that Klein was startled by him.

His body movements showed a kind of fear and nervousness. Klein was worried that he would discover him. As a result, the Black Knight seemed more worried that Klein's movements would attract something.

Klein cautiously moved away. At this moment, the black knight suddenly ran out from the corner of the next cell, holding the giant sword in his arms with a brisk and agile posture that was completely inconsistent with his body shape. He ran out without even making a sound.

Klein looked at the fleeing black knight with dull eyes, feeling a little confused for a moment.

A few seconds later, slow footsteps approached, and a man wearing a simple cloth robe, holding a silver candlestick in his hand, appeared in the corridor outside. When he saw Klein, he was slightly startled, and then said very politely. Say hello.

"Hello."

"...Hello." Klein replied.

"I am an ascetic monk, chasing a ferocious and evil existence here." The ascetic monk said gently, the cloth robe on his arm slid down, revealing his muscular arms, as if he could kill a tiger with one punch, "He is A monster wearing black armor, other evil beings call him the 'Black Saint'."

"In order to spread the glory of the Lord, I will kill him here."

"Strange traveler, have you seen him?"

TBC

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Leo Master punched the Black Saint and turned his attack.jpg

Double update on the 4th!

*The lyrics appearing in this article are from the classic song "Wang Xiang Ci".