The Enemy Always Wants to Pull Me into a Coffin

I was very awake, so when I left the room and came to the corridor, he was already as usual, except for some redness around the eyes, it was not obvious that he had cried at all.He silently allowed the saint to send him back to his room, the door was closed, and he had a premonition that the other party was about to speak.

"At least now, you can still cry in front of Areci." The saint said, "In the past, you didn't even have the right to cry."

I opened my mouth, he had a lot of doubts to ask, about his memories of those extra birds wrapped in silk threads, the story that the main character he heard seemed to be Arecio, and the attitude of the saint towards him.The saint seems to know him, but he doesn't reveal anything more. I vaguely guess that I seem to be special because he has some memories from thousands of years ago.

But he didn't ask after all, he knew that the other party would not directly put the answer in front of him.

"Am I also a resuscitator?" He asked softly, and then continued without answering.

"I think, yes, I am different from Lucy and Helgodon. I am gradually remembering, it is a very specific kind of remembering, the pictures, smells, and sounds of the past, in every detail, I am Remember."

He smiled.

"It's right not to disclose it to Sisi, otherwise he will definitely help me. Sisi looks very indifferent, but in fact he takes care of us more than anyone else, and we have become his responsibility."

"I won't take too long." He finally said softly, "I remember my mission, I am the guardian of the perches, and I want to revive him."

He has a clear understanding, so he doesn't need to waste any more words.Luzius then turned and left, and was about to open the door when he suddenly heard Zhen behind him speak.

"However, if I feel wronged, I will definitely go to Xixi and cry."

Luzius exerted a little force on the sensor screen.

"When your emotions hit rock bottom, do you have to make others feel bad too?"

I proudly blew on the talisman paper covering my left eye.

"I'll go to Xixi tomorrow and cry!"

"..."

Very annoying!Whether it was ten thousand years ago or now, this longest-lived emperor's son has never been a fuel-efficient lamp!

Luzius returned to the room and found that Alessio had fallen asleep on the table, and Hitomi's avatar was still floating quietly on the light screen.He glanced at Hitomi, and simply turned off the screen, one or two, looking at Naoxin.

Hitomi: "???"

He poked Arecio, who was sleeping soundly. Even in his sleep, the other party unceremoniously slapped his hand away, turned around and continued to sleep, and the automatic anti-interference ability had obviously reached perfection.Luzius was not angry, he rolled the sleeping Alessio to the bed with a blanket, and carefully gathered the corners of the blanket to form a perfect roll.The blanket was rolled and rolled, and there was a "boom", as if his head hit the wall.

"..."

He carefully observed it, it was fine, he didn't wake up.

As for whether you will be beaten when you wake up in the morning, that is a matter of the morning.

The screen that was turned off stubbornly turned on again, and Hitomi's phantom hovered above it.

[How about my guardian? 】

"Everything is going well. He is a resuscitator after all, and he will be more awake and stronger than the guardians of the other two pillars." Luzius replied, and then he confirmed, "Once he recovers his memory, you will be able to stand up again." from, is it?"

Hitomi gave him a negative answer.

【No, I am the last pillar. Once erected, it will be a major event that will change the whole world. 】

Luzius frowned slightly, obviously not satisfied with the result.

"What other conditions are needed?"

[Admission, "Tinder"'s admission. 】

Luzius then looked at the dreamy quilt roll. Alessio obviously didn't know anything. Although many people said that he seemed to be re-igniting everything, Alessio himself obviously didn't think much about it.

"How to get recognized?"

[Only "Tinder" knows that strictly speaking, the three pillars plus "Tinder" are the power of the dark side. 】

[Also, I have something else I want to tell you. 】

【Your resurrection from the dead was not done by me. 】

These words made Luzius' pupils shrink slightly, he looked at Hitomi, and Hitomi greeted his gaze frankly, showing that he was not lying.

【I am Qizhi, the mother's eyes, on my behalf to patrol and convey everything that happened on the earth, I will not tell lies. 】

[Our contract does not include resurrecting you, and I have no ability to resurrect you who died because of leaking the prophecy of annihilation. 】

"...Because I have seen Styx?"

[Maybe in one direction. After all, there is no precedent for mortals to see the Styx, and anything can happen... I need to confirm, have you touched the water of the Styx? 】

The saint recalled it for quite a while this time, and finally shook his head.

"I can't remember that memory clearly except for the words of the goddess."

This is normal. After all, it is a mortal who enters the world of God. Except for the part where God deliberately helps him to deepen his impression, everything else, whether it is the scenery or the feeling at that time, will quickly become blurred.Just like people can't remember the dream they had last night in the early morning, they clearly remember some scenes, but the whole dream seems to be separated by a layer of clouds and mist.

【Then, it may also be because my eyes were on you. 】

Now I can only guess, many truths have been mottled by a long time, since the result of survival has been established, maybe there is no need to delve into it too much.Luzius could only temporarily suppress this doubt in his heart, and he turned off the light screen again without hesitation.

Hitomi: "..."

Throw it away when you're done using it, that's fine.

***

My enthusiasm for the Southeast Branch seems to have increased, or in other words, he himself forced himself to contact those people.

He observed the high-level staff of the branch and found that these high-level people have some personal feelings and thinking abilities. This feeling may be reserved to allow them to better deal with the outside world, and the more low-level staff, the more he observes, the more feel terrible.

Different from the laughter and laughter of the headquarters, the branch that has been completely reduced to a nest is usually quiet, and only when necessary, it will deliberately make some noise.Once the investigation team from the headquarters is gone, the staff who have been completely controlled will hardly have any voluntary actions.

Arecio huddled in the pocket of the psycho, and the psycho hid somewhere around the corner.On the other side of the corner, three or five staff members gathered together, with no expression on each other and no words, like stiff statues, once someone came over, they would start talking enthusiastically. Theo's methods have always been very cruel. .

The hairs on Arecio's ear tips were a little fried, although he wasn't so afraid of Theo after getting the Silver Cross, but this didn't prevent him from having his hair stand on end.

He slowly closed his eyes.

After all, he has experienced Theo's methods.

In his former kingdom.

The tip of the ear was pinched suddenly, and Aresio immediately raised his head and opened his mouth to bite, but the other party was obviously familiar with his movement trajectory, and he closed his hand very quickly, and Aresio bit nothing.

Arecio: "..."

He was so angry that he flew up and smeared the opponent's face.

"What were you thinking just now?" The saint let him blur his face, not angry at all. Alessio only felt the wet breath on the fluff of his belly while the other party was speaking, and he moved awkwardly. Finally, he Slid down and grabbed the other party's neckline instead.

"I didn't think of anything."

"...The temple checked some of your past affairs, but I didn't let them investigate." The saint said suddenly, and Arecio twitched his ear tips, a little confused.

"Why didn't they let them investigate?"

"Because I believe that one day, we will be able to sit together peacefully and talk about our childhood life and dreams." Under Alessio's gaze, he continued, "I will tell you about the bird that has been through my childhood." Water demon, you can tell me about the dreams of the past. Maybe the dreams of the past have been shattered, but we can still dream of the future together."

The holy man lowered his eyes halfway, and in the sky-colored pupils, there began to be an unprecedented look of brilliance.

"If we were born in the same era, if we had met in childhood, you held the holy sword to fight against those evils, and I used magic to protect your back... I have imagined this more than once."

"Of course, the current situation is fine."

Alessio thought about the neurosis when he was a child, and felt that he must be much cuter than now, so he also yearned for that assumption.The topic relieved his tension from Theo a little, and he scratched his pointed ear with his paw.

"Actually, Theo did the same trick in my royal city, and he liked it very much." Arecio said softly, "He likes to play with people in his palm, to listen to their mourning, to see them struggling and falling into despair .”

"...he did this to you?"

"No, it wasn't me. I was not qualified at the time." Arecio moved his ears. "I was appointed at the beginning and was cowardly. Theo's target was not me. I was just a pawn involved."

He stopped talking, and it was unpleasant to recall who he had been.

"But you broke everything with your own hands in the end, didn't you?" said the saint. "You had courage, and your courage affected someone."

"……Who?"

"I."

I have been silently watching the staff member hanging the pendant for quite a while. It is a young woman from the Eastern Branch with a smile on her face.Probably because there was no one around, the smile seemed very stylized.With the assistance of the robot, the woman wrapped the small pendant with silk thread little by little, and then hung it in a conspicuous place.

When I came out, I first reminded the other party standing on the ladder.

"Hello."

In an instant, an exquisite disguise appeared on the other party's face, and the little bit of surprise and smile suddenly became extremely real.Looking at this "real" expression, I felt chills in my heart.

"My sir? Do you need anything?"

"Can I help you hang it together?" Zhen raised his head and asked softly, "Although you are alone, even with the help of a robot, it still seems to be working hard."

"Ah this..."

I don't know how the worms in this woman's body are judged, but in the end, she gave me a smile.

"Then you have to be careful, I will help you hold the ladder."

I started to hang the dolls one by one. The little bat doll was furry and had red eyes. When it looked at him, it was as if Alessio was watching him.In the pair of red eyes, he felt that his thoughts were becoming more and more chaotic. The prisoner bird, courtiers, Beizhu City he had seen in his dream, and other thoughts came and went.

[Thus, the blood race began to enter the city in large numbers. 】

He hung up a doll, and the little bat was spinning round and round in the air.

[The young king was successfully transformed into a blood race. 】

He reached out to hold the doll steady, and the red pupils of the doll looked directly at his heart.

【The young king burned the city to ruins. 】

He looked away in some embarrassment, and wanted to get down from the ladder, but his hand moved and pulled the silk thread. It turned out that at some point, his hand was already entangled by the thread.I exerted a little force, and those silk threads bound him tightly.

【The young king burned the city to ruins. 】

【The young king burned the city to ruins. 】

[The young king is on fire——]

He lowered his head, but the bound hands began to increase their strength.Before the woman on the ground asked, he had already exhausted his strength. With a seemingly incomparably loud crashing sound, a long string of dolls that had been hung up and intertwined with each other fell down one after another, as if they were flying, among the falling dolls , He held it with the free hand, and took off the talisman paper on his forehead.

The memory of the emperor's son, which was longer than a thousand years, flooded in——

He remembered that he had made a decision that day without wind or rain.Under the gloomy sky, above the court hall that had been eaten away by the temple, countless "worms" from outside had their eyes twinkling and whispering.There are only a few loyal courtiers, and the Eastern branch, which has been self-enclosed for thousands of years, is simply unable to resist the engulfing of the outside world.

But he deserves something he can do, and he deserves something he must do.

"Insects" whispered to each other, and looked surprised at the heavy sarcophagus that appeared in the court hall and replaced the throne. They didn't know what the emperor had already controlled, and the emperor was late at this time.

He has swallowed the blood of the zombies brought to him by the saints, and in this war of salvation, he finally enters the arena with the potential to turn the tide.

The emperor looked at the gloomy sky outside, the wind stopped coming, but there were thunder, clouds, and his voice.

He sat on the heavy sarcophagus, smiling down, his arms outstretched, letting his wide sleeves hang down like a bird's wings.However, he was quite different from the past, with pale complexion, fangs around his lips, and a streak of red at the end of his eyes... This completely dark appearance made the people in the temple below slightly uneasy.

Their unease quickly became reality.

The emperor opened his arms and asked with a smile——

[I will live forever. 】

【you……】

【Not happy? 】