Rebel Demon King

Chapter 303 To become a king must go through loneliness (1)

(Thank you for the rewards of the Great God of Rolling Earth, thank you for your encouragement and blessings; thank you for the rewards of the "Hammurabi Law of Summer")

The blue and cool lakeside of Lake Baikal is full of gorgeous red pine forests, endless gorgeous birch forests, and the blue sea and the waves of the sky.Among them, a wreck-like steel train gallops along the crescent-shaped lake, rushing towards an unknown end.

The sun was shining.

Paved and crowded carriages.

In Siberia in midsummer, no one feels warm.

The clown Sith standing at the junction of No.13 and No.14 carriages took off his top hat, fiddled with his hair, and then said to Cheng Mo who was standing opposite him with a sad tone: "I really didn't let me down. .In order to keep your little lover, you gave me three more coins, that is three lives! I really want to know how you felt when you forced them to jump out of the car."

Cheng Mo looked at the sporadic pieces on the black and white chessboard, and took the last move silently. The white pawns could advance without hindrance, and the black side could only admit defeat.

The clown Sith waved his hand and the chessboard floating in the air disappeared. He raised his right hand, squeezed his thumb and index finger together, and made a movement similar to counting money. He moved his face closer to Cheng Mo and looked at Cheng Mo like this. Looking into Mo Mo's eyes, he said softly: "Did you feel a little bit guilty at that time?"

Cheng Mo could feel the smile on his cheek through the mask, and he could also see the light blue eyes of the clown Sith through the round hole like the muzzle of a gun, eyes like checkers glass beads
The cruel voice of Clown Sith continued to ring in his ears.

"Certainly not, you must be thinking: You are going to die anyway, I gave you one more chance now, you should thank me! No, no, no! Good boy, I shouldn't be the one to take the blame, the game It's your choice, and so is the person. It's your choice to make them soldiers with a higher death rate. It's your choice to force them to jump off the train. It's all your choice, so their death is also your choice. , It has nothing to do with me. You should have seen that when they jumped down, the hate and despair in their eyes were aimed at you, and had nothing to do with me."

"Ha! Ha! Ha! Humans are such a funny and stupid creature. You see, I am better than them, so I can make the rules. None of them resists. Those who kill will only resent the person who forced them off the cliff in order to survive." The clown Sith put his top hat on again, he licked his lips, looked at Cheng Mo's expressionless face and said: "However, you It was really cold and overjoyed me. Now congratulations, you can leave with your remaining pieces."

Facing the clown Sith's heart-wrenching words, Cheng Mo didn't refute or speak, but lowered his head slightly with a gloomy expression.

The clown Sith turned to face his few remaining chess pieces, "Oh! I'm so sorry" he spread his hands, "My chess is really bad, I didn't help you win life. But I really You have worked hard, so...you can’t blame me! You can only blame that kid for being too cunning, and he won your chance to survive.”

Cheng Mo was not interested in performing with the clown Sith, let alone watching his merciless killings, he turned around and said to Xie Minyun who was standing in the corner of the corridor, "Let's go!"

But Xie Minyun, with his head down, didn't move. The carriage was still crowded, and weeping came and went, and some people raised their hands and shouted to play games with Sith the Clown.

Cheng Mo didn't take a second look, and called again: "Senior sister?" But Xie Minyun still didn't respond, so Cheng Mo stepped forward and raised her chin, her eyes lost their luster, as if unconscious , Cheng Mo took her hand, which was very cold.

At this time, Xie Minyun seemed to feel something, and raised his head slightly, as if looking at Cheng Mo, but his eyes were still blank.

Cheng Mo guessed that this was an epilepsy-like stress protection produced by the brain's strong stimulation. Cheng Mo would respond when he touched her, but the reaction was very slow.

Mr. Evans and Mrs. Evans, who was holding the little Lolita, hurried past Cheng Mo without saying hello, maybe because they were too scared, maybe because they knew that they were just pawns and could be picked up by others. Sacrificial pawns.

Cheng Mo took Xie Minyun's hand and led her to the No. 14 compartment. She didn't know how to resist, so she followed Cheng Mo slowly, walking towards the No. 14 compartment like a walking dead.

He went up to hold her hand, only to find that her hand had become cold, and her eyes had completely lost their luster, like a walking dead.

When Cheng Mo was about to enter the junction of No.13 and No.14 carriages, the clown Sith looked back at Cheng Mo and said, "Hey! Boy! I had a great time. If you want, you can tell me your name." ?”

Cheng Mo also turned his head back, he looked at the smiling mask of the clown Sith, was silent for a while and then said: "silent!"

The clown shook his head, "Then my name is lonely! We are a perfect match!"

"lonely? You should be called Madness!"

"Madness, it's not bad, at least it sounds more stylish than CrazyInsane." The clown Sith shrugged his shoulders indifferently, and then made an "OK" gesture to Chengmo, "OK, I remember You, silent! Looking forward to your next performance, I hope you don’t die too easily.”

Cheng Mo turned around and continued to lead Xie Minyun forward. Nicholas and Ivan passed him by, followed by the only remaining chess piece soldier.

The three of them whispered "thank you" to Cheng Mo, but that "thank you" didn't have the excitement of the rest of the life, and was full of frustration and fear. They didn't even look at Cheng Mo, and subconsciously avoided it. he.

But Cheng Mo could clearly see the complexity in their expressions.

Cheng Mo looked back at Xie Minyun. She had no expression, no expression at all. I don't know if she would remember what happened just now when she woke up, would she remember that he sacrificed three lives to protect her? Cheng Mo hoped It's best for her not to remember, it's best to delete this entire memory.

Nicholas and the others walked quickly, as if there were demons chasing them behind them. Cheng Mo took Xie Minyun's cold little hand and walked forward slowly. In a blink of an eye, the No. 14 compartment was empty.

Only from the broken windows was the whistling wind blowing into the corridor, and the white curtains were blown high, like the corners of a girl's skirt. It was approaching noon, and the sun began to shine brightly.

It's hard to imagine that there are two worlds separated by only one door.

The cold wind blew Cheng Mo a little cold, the sweat on his body was evaporating and took away the warmth, Cheng Mo felt his body trembling
He would actually be scared too!But who cares?
Cheng Mo thought of Medusa, that lonely snake girl, everyone wanted her head, who cared what happened to her?

If those mythical characters really existed, it would be so tear-jerking to do the story behind the first issue.But what about a tearjerker?People will still hate that deformed woman with dry folds, snakes on her head, who turns anyone to stone at a glance, and everyone fears.

People don't care that she used to be a beautiful priestess with all kinds of charms, and she was once a pure and flawless white lotus who decided not to marry for life and wholeheartedly serve Athena.

It is sad that such a pious and beautiful priestess was raped by Poseidon in front of the statue of Athena in the temple of Athena - the world-famous Parthenon.

Medusa, who is not perfect, can no longer serve her goddess, and having a relationship in the temple is a blasphemy against the temple and the god it worships, and Athena is a virgin goddess.

Therefore, Athena was angry.

But her anger was not directed at Poseidon. In her opinion, Medusa was the culprit, so she wanted to curse and punish Medusa.The poor victim has become the object of punishment,
In a rage, Athena transformed Medusa from a beautiful woman into a monster.She was exiled to a remote and desolate island and sentenced to a lonely eternal life imprisonment.

However, she has no peace on the isolated island.Because her eyes can turn people into petrification, even after she died, her head still has this ability, so a large number of Greeks traveled to the island where Medusa lived to take her head as their own. Yes, so they can be invincible on the battlefield.

Poor Medusa, living alone in her yard, saw one stone statue after another overwhelmed in her garden, until Perseus swung his sword and chopped off her head .

Isn't this a kind of relief?Years of loneliness and pain finally gave her a rest at this moment.

You see, how sad and lonely this story is. From beginning to end, Medusa has never done anything wrong.Is it her fault for being beautiful?Was it her fault that Poseidon ravaged her?Is it her fault that she turned into a terrifying appearance full of poisonous snakes?Is it her will that all living beings turn into stone at a glance?
neither.

But she can only bear this.

Cheng Mo thought that the reason why Medusa could not become a hero, could not be extolled, but was nailed to the pillar of shame, was simply because she was not strong enough. If she practiced her skills hard on an isolated island until she could turn Athena into stone, So what stands in front of the Parthenon today will be her statue.

She can say loudly to everyone: "There is no fate that cannot be overcome with contempt." Then she becomes the protagonist of inspirational stories, movie plots, and novels.

He doesn't want to be a tragic figure like Medusa, he wants to stand his statue on the edge of Lake Baikal, so that people remember the little hero who saved several people.

He sighed.

Do you think this is the real world?It's really not ordinary cruelty!I don't know how the TV will report after the incident?Worst terrorist attack in history?The death journey of the death train?
Probably as soon as the news is reported, a certain organization will immediately jump out and take the blame!This world is really interesting. There are still people who are so happy and brave to take responsibility for things like taking the blame, which saves the law enforcement officers a lot of public relations expenses.

But, to be honest, such a real game is not fun at all, and his original intention and dream are not like this.

Maybe I should have sold my Ouroboros watch to make a little money, changed my heart, built a library, and lived my life like this.In this way, life would be as he wished, much more peaceful and simple.

He will continue to be his school bully, he won't meet his senior, he won't make her go through such a painful experience; She wept sadly; she would never meet the gentle teacher Shen, and the little fool Tongtong
He thinks it doesn't matter if they meet him or not, anyway, he is such an insignificant person, a boring person, a person who can only pretend to be indifferent to everything with a cold face, he lives in his own island It's fine, I don't need anyone's company, I don't need anyone's warmth, I won't be afraid, I won't be happy, I have nothing to fear, I don't want anything extravagant, and whoever dares to go to the island will turn her into a stone statue with cold eyes.

but,

However, he couldn't turn back.

He can only go forward.

just,

How can this carriage be so long?
So lonely.

(End of this chapter)