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Chapter 390 Have you figured out how to stop me? (33, w word update)
【Yes, Father】

On the other side, the pretty child with blond hair also opened his eyes, and a light blue halo of spiritual energy flashed in Mo Qiu's eyes.

He seemed a little nervous, but he still said seriously: [As long as the information...as long as the flesh and blood information is accurate enough, and the suitable raw materials are suitable enough, I can create a real body for 'brother']

【I, I can too】

Linda also said softly, the little girl has a crystal skull on top of her head, and the purple light is flowing in her beautiful eyes: [I can help Brother Yila anchor——I can activate the power of the crystal skull , fuse our soul and memory, turn it into an 'echo', and become one with my brother】

【Merge into one! 】【Merge into one! 】

The children all cheered, their eyes were bright, as if they were extremely happy and happy for such an ending.

In contrast, Baron Ryan's paler face.

The torrential rain mixed with lightning pierced the top of the Baisen Mountains, and the lavender lightning fell on the peak of the Solitary Flame Peak, and another ball of lightning that looked like a flame continued to burn on the top of the mountain.

This man wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say, and the moment he tried his best to make himself speak, he felt extremely regretful.

and easy.

"children."

He said, "If you don't want to."

"Now is the last chance to give up."

After saying this, Baron Ryan wanted to give himself a punch. It was like giving up his years of hard work, but at this moment he felt extremely happy.

This incomparably contradictory mood made him want to kill himself, but also felt that his hypocrisy was pathetic and hateful.

Therefore, he could laugh instead, and said to the children in front of him with a smile: "As long as you want to give up this plan, I will surrender myself."

"Then, you can still live."

All the children raised their heads and looked at their 'Dad' and 'Father'.

Three pairs of shining eyes stared at the man.

The confluence of powerful psychic energy fluctuations almost instantly caused Baron Ryan, the second energy level, to bleed nosebleed and shake violently.

This is certainly because he did not do anything to resist, but it is also enough to prove how powerful the three children's spiritual power is.

【Yes, I'm sorry, Dad, I don't want to hurt you...】

Realizing this, the children panicked. Yila stretched out her hand and pressed it against the crystal wall of the cultivation chamber, as if she wanted to help Baron Ryan wipe away the blood from his nose.

He said anxiously: [But Dad, why do you want us to give up... Isn't it agreed? 】

[We will die together today...] He said, showing a joyful smile: [We will become the memory of the elder brother, the body of the elder brother and the soul of the elder brother...]

[Then, become daddy your real child together! 】

The boy's voice carried a cheerful tune, almost like a song, and Mo Qiu and Linda also laughed and echoed: [Yes, yes, this is our wish! 】

A burst of powerful spiritual energy fluctuations flickered in the rain, making the surrounding rain curtains dyed with light.

It was an extremely unstable, fragile but also extremely powerful psionic energy that belonged exclusively to children.

And with the gathering of these psychic energies, in the central cultivation warehouse, the spirit body condensed by everyone's longing and yearning can't help but rejoice.

The brown-haired boy stated loudly: [I don't want to continue living as Ira]

The blond boy muttered to himself: [I don't want to live as Mo Qiu either]

The blue-haired girl recited softly: [I, I don't want to live as Linda]

The three said in unison: [Father, if we are not your children, why should we live? 】

Even the rainwater was distorted by the powerful psychic energy, spinning around the entire camp obliquely, releasing a strange light.

"I understand."

At this moment, Baron Ryan clenched his right fist.

His face regained its blood color again, revealing a somewhat sick, crazy, but resolute expression: "Then."

Looking around the four training cabins with blue eyes, he seriously invited: "Children."

"Today...become my real child!"

So the kids cheer.

[as we wish, father]

buzz-

In the center of the three cultivation chambers, the one with the most turbidity and the most culture medium, where the baron's hand and the ghostly blue spirit body were placed, suddenly shone brightly.

Under the blue psychic radiance from late autumn, the baron's arm suddenly began to proliferate and deform violently, and from a bottle tightly held in the severed arm's hand, well-preserved blood also overflowed from it, mixing with the spirit body and arm together.

—Bone of the father, blood of the mother.

——Brother's heart and soul, sister's longing.

——The souls of the dead that never die will return to the world!
Fuchsia and gold-orange light complement each other, and the bright sun shines through the surrounding canyons, even reaching the rain clouds in the sky.

Boom!A bolt of lightning pierced the night sky, and while it illuminated the surrounding area of ​​Guyan Peak, it also elongated the shadow of another brand-new visitor at the other end of the valley.

Baron Ryan immediately turned his head and looked at the uninvited guest on the other side.

The silver alchemist's armor stood there quietly, the knight stood under the illumination of the storm and thunder, his water-colored eyes met the baron's blue eyes from a distance.

The torrential rain was like a curtain, and thunder and lightning flashed above the valley, but not a single thunderbolt could fall on the valley sunken among the mountains.

Only the light flickered, illuminating the shallow water mist splashed by the rainwater hitting the ground, and the dark gray rain cloud slowly wriggling at the top of the sky.

The geology of the valley around Guyan Peak is quite solid. In other words, the weak part collapsed six years ago and became the foundation of a sliding mountain and a barrier lake. What is left now is naturally the strongest skeleton structure .

The low bushes were trampled down by the tough iron leather knight boots, and the boy came to this silent valley without a sound.

"Here you are, the Prophet...or in other words, the Prophet's successor? A psyker who cannot be spied on by Linda's Momentary Skull."

The one-armed nobleman turned around slowly, leaning his back against the glowing training cabin, and said slowly: "I knew you would come—as if you knew it too, I must have made sure you would come Ready to come."

"I'm not here to say all these lies that have nothing to do with you. Ian, the secret behind you may be bigger than mine. Since I know your secret, I am destined to have a battle."

"But I will say it anyway."

Baron Ryan's dark blue eyes flashed unknown emotions: "Are you really going to fight me, knight?"

"Not because of the Prophet, nor because I want to fight you." To this dull inquiry, the young knight's answer was to take a step forward.

Under the baron's icy gaze, his tone was calm: "Baron Ryan, I came here just to ask you a question."

"A question about a loathsome and pathetic man."

"Six years ago, a man lost his wife and child due to a big storm and landslide. He was so distraught that he wanted to give up his life, but he cheered up with the encouragement of the old housekeeper who grew up with him ...but the method is the evil deeds of mutilation."

"With the help of a mysterious helper, he gradually collected three psychic children who could help him revive his own children. These children have abnormal spirits and habits, and they can even be called cruel. The traces of torture remain in their souls In the midst of it, they gain strength, but they cannot be relieved because of the pain.”

"A man originally only regarded them as tools, but perhaps because there was no place to release his overflowing emotions, and because he sympathized with each other from the bottom of his heart, he finally treated these miserable children as his real children and poured out his heart. education and care.”

The knight continued to move forward, and he approached the silent Baron Ryan step by step: "And these poor children who have never been in touch with kindness and love, therefore regard this man as the father they never had."

"The true father in their hearts."

"They live like a family, and the old steward also takes care of his master and young lady with joy. Under the influence of love, the abnormal children may return to normal, as it should be."

"If it ends here, it may be a good ending."

The boy's gaze was as sharp as a sword, but the gaze of the man who was staring at him was as deep as an abyss.

Listening to this question, Baron Ryan's eyes became darker, or in other words, deeper and darker.

No grief, no regret, no indifference, no cruelty.

There was only silence.

The inquiry is not over yet.

Therefore, accompanied by the wind, thunder and torrential rain, the knight's voice resounded through the valley: "It's just that, perhaps because of the request of the mysterious helper, or because he is still unwilling to give up his wish to resurrect his parents and children, the man can no longer stop."

"In order to continue the experiment, in order to continue to maintain the abnormal but powerful psychic power of the children, he killed innocent ordinary people, and used their bones as raw materials for experiments and as consumables for his children's twisted thinking. Since a few years ago, Until now, the number of victims has been countless."

"And now."

The knight was less than 30 meters away from the baron, and his voice suddenly became low: "This man's plan is almost completed."

"Whether the process is sinful or not, now he wants to use the three children he loves the most, and the three children who love him the most, as raw materials to resurrect his own body that has already died, and he doesn't even know what his face should be like. 'Parent-child'."

At this point, Ian said softly: "There is a problem, Baron."

"Should this hateful and pitiful man continue, to continue this sinful and painful behavior that he himself can't bear?"

Silence began to spread.

Soundless silence filled the valley.

Until another bolt of lightning fell, causing the shadows of the two to be illuminated by a lavender glow.

In the interlacing of light and shadow, Baron Ryan has raised his hand and pressed it on the handle of the weapon at his waist.

[Of course he will continue. 】

At this moment, the man's voice became hollow and distant, and a childlike harmony appeared behind his low tone: [He knows that he is full of sins and cannot be forgiven, so he will go his own way and never look back]

The brilliance of spiritual energy appeared around the body of this one-armed nobleman. Rays of light converged and mixed the surrounding rainwater and mud to form a strong and dexterous spiritual arm, which was placed on his left arm.

Baron Ryan and Ian looked at each other, and his tone even brought sincerity from the heart: [So men will not argue, nor will they hide]

[The evil lord even begged the knights to come and bring him down]

【knight! 】He suddenly raised his voice, as if roaring: 【If you really want to defeat him, then I implore you to do it, and never show mercy! 】

[But if you can't do it - that man will continue to do it! 】

"Even if it is heinous?" Ian also clenched the hilt of his sword, and asked softly, "Even if you are destined to regret it?"

And Baron Ryan finally laughed from the bottom of his heart: 【Even though heinous】

【Even if I'm doomed to regret it】

"very good."

Get what you don't want to hear, but know it's the only possible answer.

Therefore, the knight put his hand on the hilt of his sword: "Then, now I want to correct a mistake of yours."

"I was never going to fight you and stop you from doing anything."

"It's that you want to stop me from achieving my goal."

The torrential rain around him suddenly stopped, as if time stood still.

The chaotic raindrops were frozen by an inexplicable cold, and then frozen in place by a force.

Lightning pierced the sky and the earth, and the bright light penetrated these rainline ice crystals stagnant in midair, making them shine like stars.

Surrounded by ice crystals and stars, Ian raised his sword, and the cold light sword reflected the endless brilliance of thunder in the darkness.

The source quality of the ice-cold water system of the second energy level is therefore displayed in the astonished and stunned eyes of the enemy.

The sword pointed at the man in front of him, and the stagnant stars began to rotate, outlining shining silver chains between the sky and the earth.

He whispered, "Baron."

"Have you figured out how to stop me?"

(End of this chapter)