Infinite Begins with Giants

Chapter 633 Songs, lie down for the New Year

Wilson Manor is located at the end of Daffodil Street in the south of the city.

The brown wall stands tall, and through the simple and atmospheric copper art gate, you can see the regular green hedges inside, the rockery is rugged, the pool is clear, and the water from the bud-shaped fountain sparkles under the moonlight.

King Dumao carried Ren in his arms and entered the manor.

All kinds of flowers were in full bloom, competing for beauty, and walking on the white marble floor, she was led by Lucy into a four-story classical style main building.

"Senior Lucy, what should we do?"

Standing in the brightly lit hall, Dumb Mao Wang asked.

"Girl, don't be too nervous, let him lie down for a while, anyway, he won't die in a while... Now, of course, let someone wash him for nothing first.

What does the blood look like, Kate, we can take a shower first too. "

Lucy blinked playfully, her words were slightly dark.

She ordered several male servants in the manor to wash the blood off Ren's body, and she greeted the somewhat dazed Dumao King to take a bath in the man-made hot spring in the back garden of the manor.

When the two women came back with wet hair, Ren had washed his hair white and was lying on a mahogany bed in a certain bedroom, sleeping peacefully... No wonder!
Even with his eyes closed, he clenched his teeth, clenched his fingers into fists, and his body trembled, as if he was enduring great pain.

"Ren..."

Artoria's eyes were full of worry, it was the first time for her to see him hurt so badly.

Lucy has already taken out the "Shuoyue Qin". The long bow-shaped body of the piano is made of warm and beautiful jade. She put a few green fingers on the translucent strings, playing and singing:
"For hundreds of years,
Though the dust of time destroys all things,

But after life is gone,

To the soul-cleansing song,
We have come to this new world where there is no death and no pain.

The years go by so fast,
Forget the blood of the hero, forget the glory of the king.

In this immortal movement,
We will spend thousands of years here, forever.

......"

The music is long, ethereal, not stained with a trace of dust, it seems to be directly sent from all things to people's mind and soul, but if you listen carefully, it is like the waves of the sea, rolling in continuously.

'Is this the singer of the fifth rank? '

Artoria couldn't help listening intently.

At this time, the song changes, and the ethereal music is far away, as if in the silent night, a light blue bird, with black and transparent long wings, seems to pass by, and countless pasts will disappear in the vast mist of time. Among them, and back and forth between the handover between life and death, went to another immortal world.

This is the passionate performance and singing of a fifth-level [Soul Singer].

Arturia was also intoxicated in the ballad, and following the music, her heart was still, as if feeling something.

The music changes again.

Life is like a dream, full of pure joy, carefree, and there are pure confessions, unreserved dependence, and faith without needs...

Another example is an aging person, at the last moment of his life, he has accumulated decades of life and formed a crystal that has insight into life and death...

The only way to keep those intense days and undying feelings forever is to lock them only into your own music.

As long as the music continues, the heart will never change...

'Such skill is really amazing. '

Looking at Lucy who was playing, King Dumao's eyes were filled with silence and admiration.

There was also a vision in the sky. Countless epiphyllums, large or small, seemed to float directly from time. They floated down with graceful postures and layers of petals, and they gently landed on the lying Ren.

The petals sprinkled one after another melted into his body, and the dense, ominous black threads entwined around the soul body were washed away by the petals exuding crystal brilliance, and immediately began to break one by one.

During the birth and death of the petals of the epiphyllum, the dark red nightmare snakes that devoured Ren's soul body gradually melted away, and the soul body immediately burst into pure and flawless sky blue light.

The string ballad gradually stopped, and at this moment, Ren's clenched fist was released, and the painful expression on his face eased.

"Okay, come a few more times in the future, and he will be able to wake up."

Lucy stopped plucking the strings and breathed a sigh of relief.

It is not easy for her to heal and clear the nightmare power left by a demon-born dark monarch in Ren's soul body and spirit.

The souls and bodies of non-saints are very fragile, and the power of the Dark Lord is too strong.

If it weren't for high-level singers who are also good at soul and spiritual skills, another knight, or saint of ranger or warrior may not be able to heal Ryan.

But even so, it takes several repetitions.

"Thank you, Senior Lucy."

Seeing that Ryan had fallen asleep peacefully, Artoria let go of her worries.

"You're welcome, anyway, when he wakes up, he can just pay for the treatment himself.

As an outstanding young man in the Kingdom, Master Ackerman is the behind-the-scenes boss of the Thorn Security Company. Recently, he has had a heated fight with the Westmarks in the Yunxia Mountains. He is not short of this money, right? "

Lucy smiled slightly, and put away the "Shuoyue Qin" in her hand.

The upper echelon of the kingdom has a consensus. Although Ren has just risen and has a relatively shallow foundation among young strong men, when it comes to doing things, many young strong men are not worthy of Renn's shoes.

He also has the ability to make money, and he is quite resourceful.

"Well, but I still need to thank you for your help."

Dumb Mao Wang nodded.

Taking people's money and eliminating disasters for others is the proper meaning.

Lucy extended a helping hand in time. They already owed favors. If the treatment was still free, the debt would be too great, and Ren would probably not be willing to do so.

At this time, the girl was in the mood to look at the decoration in the room.

The layout in this bedroom is very simple, with blue curtains, a big bed, a small mirror on the wall, and a few thick books on the black cabinet in front of the bed, the top one is "History of Philosophy in Saigon Mainland" ".

It was a man's room, which had been vacant before, but it was next door to Lucy's bedroom, and it was obviously not occupied by a manservant.

The two paintings on the wall caught the attention of King Dumao the most.

On the left is an oil painting of a group of people, with 14 people on it, lifelike, the background is the west gate of Melova City, and there is a red fire dragon flag fluttering in the wind.

She could recognize several people on it, including "Purgatory Butcher" Director Carl, "Gun Ghost" Carlos, Faroran Ax King Alex, the killer Kelvin with only one arm left, and the extremely handsome illusionist Roland...

The one in the middle of the portrait is a man with black hair and black eyes, a heroic man, with an unparalleled aura ready to emerge.

Coincidentally, the other painting is the scene of William the Conqueror, the founding emperor of Faroland, reviewing the army on a majestic red dragon.

The Conqueror himself is also black-haired and black-eyed, heroic and extraordinary.

Under the two portraits, there was a photo on the counter, of Lucy smiling like a flower, leaning on a man.

This man is Charlemagne who is enthroned by the butcher Karl, the gunman, and the axe in the portrait. He is a descendant of the conqueror and the king of Faroland a hundred years ago.

It's just that in the photo, Charlemagne's hair seems to be dyed silver-white, which matches the silver hair of Lucy in his arms, and looks like a couple.

"This is my man... No, it's my ex-boyfriend's room, he's dead."

Lucy noticed the girl's gaze, and she reached out and picked up the photo on the counter, rubbed it, and the girl's incomprehensible complex emotions were contained in Qiushui's bright eyes.

The "Queen of Nightmare" Lucy did not become a queen, she finally left Wisteria City, the capital of Faroran King, and she was not even a favorite concubine.

"This... Charlemagne, he doesn't seem to be dead."

Dumb Hairy King opened his mouth slightly.

If I remember correctly, a huge vortex sea of ​​light appeared over the city of Dilamo on the edge of the plain, stretching for more than ten miles.

That was the domain, and Renn told her some time ago that it was very similar to the prototype of his domain—"Sea of ​​Stars and Light", but the scope and power far surpassed his.

Undoubtedly, it was also constructed according to the Devil Slaying Art...

Ren judged that the person in the sea of ​​clouds above the city should be Charlemagne, who was confronting Christian, the prince of the goblin clan, and Milo, the dark prince of the demon clan.

"I said that scumbag died, so he died!"

Lucy put down the photo, the corners of her mouth raised, her beautiful fair face was still smiling brightly.

What a terrible smile, it seems a bit broken... King Dumao shivered for some reason, and she wisely kept silent.

In the next second, the smile on Lucy's face disappeared.

Pointing to the unconscious Ren, she looked at the King of Dumb Hair, and asked faintly:
"Girl, do you like this man very much?"

"Ah... this, I am..."

The sudden question made Du Maowang a little overwhelmed. She blushed slightly, as if she wanted to explain something, but she didn't know what to say.

like?do not like?

She herself didn't know what kind of feelings she had for Ren, and besides, she didn't know much about the relationship between a man and a woman.

Although married, she is a woman after all, and there is no real love with Queen Guinevere.

Lucy is keenly aware that girls lack understanding and awareness of the relationship between men and women.

However, she really didn't like a man like Ren. Looking at him lying dead on the bed, she sneered and said:
"This kind of guy who is restless in his bones can be seen as a scumbag at a glance. He is really rotten. I advise you to stay away as soon as possible."

Dumb Hairy King: "..."

How to stay away, she needs him... Ah bah, they will go to perform the dungeon mission soon!
This time she was actually doing a dungeon mission against Rennes, and she would not participate in his "Sword Breakthrough". Her mission was named "Self-Transcendence" by the system...

Since this mission was created, Arturia's eyelids have been twitching recently, and she has inexplicable heart palpitations. She has a hunch that this mission is very unfriendly to her.

…………

In the 313th year of the natural calendar, history has quietly turned a page.

Cold month, January 1th.

The treatment process was actually very smooth, but the trauma to the soul was very troublesome. It has been ten days since Renn woke up.

"O people of the world!

Please listen to this dreamy sound that spans time,
The glorious history of the past has now become dust.

Only wanderers of this forgotten country, dreaming back to the past,

There are precious tears.

......"

In the simply decorated bedroom, after Lucy sang the fifth psalm in "The Lament of the Goddess of the Moon", she put away the sacristy grade "Suoyue Qin".

In the extraordinary field of vision of her silver eyes, Ren's sky-blue soul body no longer has the dark dead line and the nightmare red snake, it is pure and flawless like a sapphire, shining brightly.

"Well, he will wake up in about half an hour."

Sensing Ryan's gradually active mental fluctuations, Lucy looked at the girl sitting on a chair beside her with a raging golden flame burning on her body, the brilliance of the force in her silver eyes dissipated, and her extraordinary vision disappeared.

"Is it finally all right? Thank you for your hard work, sister Lucy."

Arturia smiled and stood up, took out a handkerchief, and wiped off the sweat on her forehead.

During this period of time, because Ren was in a coma, the girl didn't go back to the Ackerman Villa on Crescent Street, and basically stayed at the Wilson Manor on Narcissus Street, and even spent the New Year here at Lucy's kind invitation , The relationship with Lucy is also very good.

Some servants in the manor even suspected that she was Lucy's illegitimate daughter...

King Dumao didn't know that Lucy had already noticed her strength. She was a temple at a young age, almost as good as the Valkyrie Kaisa and Princess Sophie.

For such an outstanding woman in the kingdom, Lucy, who is a female saint, still appreciates it very much, and is naturally very enthusiastic.

At this time, a force wave suddenly emanated.

Ren lay quietly on the bed, but brilliant starlight flowed from his body surface, which could be seen faintly. The 220 eight acupoints flickered in the flesh and blood in his body, outlining a complex pattern of galaxies. The vast, deep and mysterious aura spread. As the sky rises, the veins of the star chart continue to expand.

Quietly, another 28 acupoints lit up.

A total of 256 acupoints are arranged like stars, forming a six-fold cycle, and 109 dim and illusory acupoints are faintly visible, which have not been illuminated.

"Devil Killing Art, is it complete?"

Dumb Mao Wang opened his green eyes slightly, and let out a sound of surprise.

Because of Ren's cultivation, she certainly has some understanding of the supreme inheritance left by the conquerors.

Before the sanctuary, a maximum of 365 orifices can be condensed to form a nine-fold cycle.

256 orifices, six layers of circulation, has already been accomplished, in fact, very few people in history can achieve this level.

If you are minoring in "Devil Killing Art", 256 holes is the limit, such as Princess Sophie.

As for majoring, most of them have already exploded in place at this time, and their physical bodies have completely collapsed.

"It was a blessing in disguise. His body was almost crushed by the projection of the monarch. His muscles, internal organs, and bones... were almost broken. After recovering, the orifices in his body were sharpened...more refined."

Lucy said lightly, but her eyes were complicated, with a bit of hatred and appreciation at the same time.

For more than 200 years, apart from the scumbag who hurt her, there is finally a second successful case.

"Sister Lucy, strictly speaking, the Art of Killing Demons is a brand-new cultivation system, which is different from the mainstream path of extraordinary professionals, nor is it the path of totems from other races.

It is so powerful, why are there so few practitioners? "

Dumb Mao Wang asked puzzledly.

As far as she knew, as long as she joined the 7th game or played for the Farolan royal family, it would not be difficult to obtain this set of supreme inheritance.

"Because in the thousands of years of Fa Luolan, the number of people who have succeeded in majoring is in single digits, and those who have succeeded in minoring are less than one hundred... and the number of people who have tried is probably more than ten thousand."

"Those who failed, what happened?"

"Of course they are all dead, or reduced to useless people. In the future, even the career path and the totem path will not work."

Once it fails, will it end so badly?

King Dumao couldn't help shivering. She looked at Ren, whose life was fluctuating more and more intensely, with a little doubt in her eyes:
"Then why is he doing so well?"

"I don't know. Although the original force of the nature of star power is more suitable for cultivation, but... it's still a bit strange."

Lucy was also a little puzzled.

There must be a reason for such smooth progress. You must know that the descendants of the conquerors ─ ─ few people in the Farolan royal family can go so smoothly, and there are quite a few people who exploded to death.

Forget it, I don't want to.

After all, it was something William the Conqueror accidentally brought out from a certain secret territory back then. It was already weird and weird. Although it had been modified and adapted, in essence, it did not belong to the extraordinary system of this world after all.

"Strange guy."

Staring at Ren, whose body was exuding starlight, Arturia also muttered.

Is it the help of the system?

This is too nonsense, she knows, He will not care about this, even if Ren explodes to death, or they all hang up, He will only select the next round of patrons.

Caretakers are really not particularly unusual, they can be called high-risk occupations, who knows how many groups have been wiped out before.

Like Wren said, don't expect a mindless system to have a conscience.

After talking for a few words, Lucy went to rest.

Artoria continued to sit in the room and take care of Ren. This was the case all this time. Except for practicing and studying, she guarded Ren like a vegetable.

But this job was so boring, she lay her head on the back of the chair like a salted fish, and said listlessly:

"Hey, wake up, how long are you going to lie down?

Really, I haven't cooked the New Year's dinner, the big meal, and the prey I caught, hmph, it's almost moldy at home..."

The girl kept talking, and Lucy said that this would help awaken his consciousness, really like a vegetable...

Finally, ten minutes later, Ren, who had been lying dead for nearly ten days, slowly opened his eyes. After waking up in a daze, he saw a strange ceiling.

There was doubt and bewilderment in his eyes, and then, he turned his head, and the surprised little face of King Dumao came into view.

'Well, it's cute. '

His muscles were a little numb and he couldn't exert his strength, but the inhuman physical fitness of a high-level transcendent still made him sit up:

"Girl, where is this?"

"This is the home of Saint Lucy. After the projection of the Nightmare Lord left that night, she helped..."

King Dumao was in a happy mood and quickly explained the situation.

"It's been... ten days?"

Ren rubbed his eyes and glanced at the bright sunlight outside the window.

There are a hundred flowers blooming in the flower garden, and there are bronze sculptures, musical fountains, and rockery in the garden. The refreshing fragrance of flowers comes from the windows.

Big dog, really rich... He subconsciously complained in his heart.

"Well, it's noon on January 1th. Fortunately, you, a vegetable, have finally woken up. School will start in a few days."

Dumb Mao Wang put his hands on his hips, stared at him and said.

vegetable?
The corner of Ren's mouth twitched when he got an affirmative answer:
"It's already the 8th... So, I'm lying down for the new year?"

"Otherwise, a lot of big meals... Cough, I missed a lot of New Year's events."

The girl looked at him with a bit of resentment. Although the food at Lucy's place was good, it was not as good as the feast that Ryan specially prepared according to her appetite.

Ren lifted the quilt, got up from the bed, first walked to the mirror, and fiddled with his hair:
"Oh, I missed a lot. For example, I haven't been woken up by myself for a long time."

Dumb Hairy King: "..."

This is too narcissistic, forget it, I'm used to it.

"I, Hu Han... Cough, my Master Ackerman is back!"

Cautiously avoiding the standing hair, Ren suddenly patted Arturia on the head, and said with a smile:

"Without me doing things, the citizens should have had a good year...Let's go, Foodie King, let's meet Lucy, thank you in person, and then go home and have a banquet!"

"I'm not a foodie... Humph, I warned you not to pat my head!"

Looking at Renn who was walking away, Arturia was a little furious, and caught up with her with gritted teeth.

"Hmph, girl, this time I was beaten so badly to save you... What's wrong with patting you?"

"One size for one size, Ren, let's go home and compete!"

The girl who refused to admit defeat took the initiative to challenge. Except for the time in the Baisha military camp, almost every time she went home, she would learn swordsmanship with Ren.

Of course, at the beginning, her swordsmanship and realm level were a bit different from his, more defeats than victories.

Ren raised his eyebrows, turned his head and said with a smirk:
"Hey, you're full of energy. It's because your wings have hardened after becoming a temple. Girl, believe it or not, I'll cut off that stupid hair of yours! Then don't cry and faint in the toilet."

"Ah! You wait, ten days is not enough, I will let you lie down for another ten days!" A murderous look flashed in the girl's eyes.

"Hahahaha... If you want to win me, you have to pluck the stupid hair on the top of your head first."

"........."

So angry, King Dumao chased after Ren angrily.

The two were noisy, and quickly ran to the back garden of Wilson Manor.

(End of this chapter)