Sage's Queen's Cultivation Diary

Cavel's confrontation with the Saxon Observer ended in a disastrous defeat, so miserable that he didn't even let the opponent move a finger, and he himself had become a piece of meat on the snow.

When the observers left and this place where few people came began to return to silence, a strange scene happened-the pieces of meat crushed by the dagger began to move irregularly, and the frozen blood also changed from solid to solid. Returning warm blood, they squirmed more or less quickly, crawling towards the brain not far from them.

The blood obediently drilled into the fragmented blood vessels, and the minced meat found its place, and their movement trajectories were very regular. If someone saw that Cavell was tortured and killed just now, no, or it should be said that he was tortured and killed himself. I found that everything that happened in front of my eyes was very similar to the reverse shot when my body was broken just now, gradually moving from destruction to the beginning state.

Yes, he is resuscitating.

This is far more shocking than destruction, there is no so-called beauty when life is born, it is just a vulgar movie clip where useless proteins are restored to useful organs, but it is more realistic than movies, it will A sense of reality that makes people, both adults and children, feel uncomfortable.

"Ha! Ha..."

The recovery of internal organs, muscles, bones, and skin is slow and painful, especially after the recovery of the brain and heart. Cavel, who regained consciousness, passed out more than once during the recovery process of the skin, and then was awakened by pain , and then passed out, repeating this process over and over again, until the last inch of skin was completely recovered, his legs went limp, and he lay on the ground and gasped violently.

There was a bloody smell under his body, and it was obvious that all the blood had returned to his body, but Cavel could still smell the unusually pungent smell of blood.

"Ah! That guy..." groaning in pain, this is the only thing Cavel can do now, you can feel the pain like muscle tearing when you move your fingers, and your lungs feel as uncomfortable as if they are about to explode when you breathe , he couldn't even speak too fast or too hard. After a long time, when the lingering pain eased a little, he finally managed to stand up.

"Tsk, I was careless. I already knew that the Observer would not be a fuel-efficient lamp, but I didn't expect him to have such a strange power."

Until now, Cavill still hasn't figured out why he killed himself. He didn't feel anything unusual at the time, as if it was a matter of course, he naturally inserted the dagger into his heart until the pain spread to his brain, He didn't realize what he had done, but by then it was too late.

"Psychological hints or some kind of power like "chicken and duck die"? Or that his eyes really have incredible power?"

He doesn't know all of this, and if he really has these power systems, he won't be judged as a first-level.

"unless……"

Frowning, he reached into his bosom and groped for a while. The almost indestructible white robe on his body was riddled with holes. Now it is recovering on its own. It seems that this dress cannot defend against his own body. Attack, but this is not the point, after a while he took out two things from his pocket, a pocket watch that stopped rotating and a black box.

The black box is naturally the tape recorder that Cavel exchanged for before, as for the damaged pocket watch...

Sakuya's pocket watch (broken)
Quality: Epic

Special Effect - Time Reversal: A pocket watch with the ability to turn back time made by the legendary witch and the perfect and chic headmaid, records the current state of the user, and returns the user to the state one hour ago regardless of any rules after one hour. Number of uses: 1.

This pocket watch with incredible power was naturally a gift from Paqiuli when he was about to leave the Scarlet Devil Mansion, as a "commission money" for her willingness to let her play with her body in the future.

"Thanks, Patchouli, I owe you my life." Although the price was high, it is undeniable that it was this pocket watch that Caville pulled back from hell and put it away with emotion. on the tape recorder.

"...Although I knew that there would be an accident, I opened you early, but I didn't expect it to come in handy."

In order to get information after his own accident, he turned on the tape recorder when confronting the Saxon observers before, and now it really comes in handy. Caville doesn't know whether he should laugh or not.

"Oh... Forget it, there will always be a chance to settle the debt in the future, let's see what he said first."

To be honest, Cavill didn't have too much hope for the contents of the tape recorder. After all, no one except a pervert would confide in a corpse, so when he listened to everything in it, his expression became complicated stand up.

"...Sure enough, the only power that won't be counted into one's own strength by the system is the law." Just like Bella didn't like to use the power of the law, Kayo felt that it was just something given to him by others, the system When Jun calculated the power of the observer, he didn't add this power into it, and he didn't know whether it was intentional or simply unable to recognize this power, but in Cawell's view, the latter is more likely, After all, compared to observers, the system gave him a more mysterious and powerful feeling.

"And..." He pondered for a while, his face was a little heavy no matter how he looked.

"The law of language...is another troublesome thing."

Language, the symbol used to express one's own thoughts, is the most basic thing that promotes the progress of all intelligent creatures headed by humans. The language of each race and even each country may be different, but no matter whether it is simple or complex, it is the most basic thing that supports civilization. important tiles.

In addition to conveying knowledge and expressing emotions, language has many functions, such as deception, and invisible violence. Today, Cavell can be regarded as seeing another function of language-killing.

"Tsk, is this really good? As the guardian and observer of human beings, the power you possess is to manipulate human beings. Is your head caught by the door, Lord Alaya?"

Not only human beings, Saxon observers are god-like existences in front of almost all races with wisdom and their own language. Cawell doesn’t know if he can use the language of other races, but even if he can’t He must be constantly learning, which should be the reason why his strength is only at the first level.

"No matter how you look at that guy, his mind is not normal. If he is suddenly stimulated by something one day and wants to destroy the world, it will not be difficult at all. Are you really such a wise god? Lord Alaya ?”

No matter how much he complains, Cavel still has to accept the fact that this observer is so powerful that he can't even think of a way to deal with it. If this power is really what it says in the tape recorder, then history may be true. It will be rewritten, but not in the direction that Cavill wants it to be—Britain will definitely be defeated by the Saxons.

"And he is as cunning as a fox. Why are all the villains I have to face like this? I must have picked up the wrong script! What about the little brother who gave the experience? Isn't it too halal for the boss to do it himself at the beginning? ah!"

This is not the first time that Caville has made such an exclamation. Every time he explodes, he will say this to ease the anger in his heart, yes, anger.

"That damned guy, sooner or later I'll unload him into such a piece, I want to see if his life is as hard as mine." He said this, but the corner of his mouth was full of tears. Smiling, he bent down and dug in the snow below him for a while, and he dug out the apple core that was buried in the soil by the Saxon observer just now.

"What a stupid guy, how could he survive by planting so casually." As he spoke, he carefully buried the apple core again, took out a pot of water from his portable space, and poured it in until everything was wiped out. After finishing everything, he stood up contentedly.

"When it grows up, you are going to destroy this town, right... Who will be destroyed then?"

He doesn't know if this seed can grow, when it will grow, and whether the guy who stole his name will come after he grows up, but he is very angry, he wants to kill that guy, and he can't wait. Want to pierce his heart, crush his brains, poke his eyes out, and cut off his limbs.

"I'll wait for you." He took a deep breath and looked at the footprints on the snow that were almost smoothed out.

"Counterfeit."

……

There is a figure walking on the territory of Britain. He wears simple to expensive clothes and has golden pupils. He has no name, but from now on, he calls himself "Cavill".

"Cavill." It seemed that he was happy because he got the name, and the corner of his mouth curled up, "It's a very ordinary name, but ordinary is not bad, as long as I like it."

Suddenly, he stopped and turned around mechanically. A man appeared behind him, a young man with a little childishness. The man stepped forward, with the same golden eyes as his.

"Welcome back." The man said, his tone didn't sound like he was talking to an envoy of God.

"I'm back, master." The Saxon observer's answer was so shocking that he couldn't speak, "I have killed 'Cavill' as you said."

"Well, you did a good job." As if praising, the young man gently stroked the Saxon observer's neck, and when he left, a thin line of blood appeared on it.

"But you seem to have said a lot of unnecessary things? Don't lose yourself when giving you strength. I have told you this more than once."

Blood flowed out of the bloodline, and soon the entire Saxon observer's neck was stained with blood, and finally with a "plop", he fell faceless into the snow.

At the last moment when his pupils could still see the light clearly, he saw someone approaching him and slowly squatting down. He had golden pupils, and he didn't look like a human being at all.

"No, who is this guy? Why do you look at me so pitifully? I'm the son of General Saxon, how can I fall under someone else's body?"

As he thought this way, his consciousness completely dissipated, and finally, he heard a sigh.

"Oh~ what a pity, I don't need a disobedient servant."