The Enemy Always Wants to Pull Me into a Coffin

All the memories have come back, he clearly remembered everything that happened ten thousand years ago, and... everything that he experienced with Aresio ten thousand years later.For him, ten thousand years later is like an extremely fantastic dream. He can live with Aresio and talk to each other every day, and no one can stop them.

No one can stop them anymore.

He likes it.

Now, facing the Hitomi of Qi Zhi in front of him with a particularly relaxed attitude, he guessed that Qi Zhi must have panicked a bit, but he did not expect his memory to recover so quickly.But Qi Zhi quickly regained his composure. He moved his pupils, still staring at the void.

[I hope you still call me "Hitomi" before I take off. 】

The saint smiled.

"You like this identity?"

【……like. 】

He doesn't reject his responsibilities, but it doesn't prevent him from enjoying his current days as a "pupil".He has cute emoticons, many people can talk to him, he can make movies with scenes and characters he has seen, and he can see Arecio every day.Qizhi is happy for such a life, so before the real recovery takes off, he is willing to exist as "hitomi".

"Then, I will remember this request and count it as a small gift from my transaction with you." The saint said indifferently, "Now, let's talk about our previous transaction."

"The first plan was destroyed. We failed to prevent the destruction of the three pillars and the rain of fire. But so far, the second plan has been implemented smoothly."

"There is a slight deviation in the emperor of the Eastern Branch, but it is a good thing. I no longer have to face a completely unfamiliar emperor, but a resuscitator like me. I am happy for this. Other than that Besides, everything is exactly as we expected.”

[Yes, everything went well, you saved the "fire". 】

"That's not 'fire', it's Arresi." The saint immediately corrected, "This is not included in the deal between you and me, but my personal will. I remember that Arresi must survive, and I traded with you The prerequisite is to confirm that he is the fire seed, but it will be a matter of later."

[It's rare for you to be so selfless, I'm naturally happy. 】

"In this way, we have reached a consensus on the premise. Next is your side. How many times are left, can the goddess make a move?"

【twice. 】Hitomi affirmed, 【There are still two chances to violate the rules, and God can intervene. 】

"And then the battle of the gods?"

【No, you think highly of him. If it weren't for the rules, His Majesty Galotti would kill him like a bug. 】

The saint nodded.

"I will try my best to induce him to violate the rules. Theo is a good way. On the side of the emperor, I will also speed up his awakening and let you take off as soon as possible."

[I have nothing to worry about about your ability. ] Hitomi said, and then added, 【However, please be sure to follow the pace of Arresi. He is the "fire seed". The direction he unintentionally decides is the most correct direction. 】

The sage agreed and then decided to end the exchange.This time, it was just to say hello to Hitomi after he regained his memory. If there is anything to do in the future, Hitomi cannot move anyway, so he can come over at any time.

Before leaving, he did not forget to remind.

"Don't forget my terms."

[Naturally, Leviathan told Uyfa Lucy the way to go to the dragon's tomb, and I will give you eternal life.In this regard, God is much more honest than man. 】

Then the saint left without stopping, his white cloak fluttering, he was about to leave the central area, Hitomi only heard him whisper.

"In any case, although your original intention may be to let me continue to function ten thousand years later, I am still very grateful to you for resurrecting me...after I confided the prophecy of the destruction of the world to Aresi."

He left, but there was a dazed look in his floating pupils.

[But I... didn't resurrect you. 】

*****

The heavy rain was pouring down, and Luzius listened to the rainstorm alarm issued by the optical brain, called a car on the software, and prepared to go home as quickly as possible.It was difficult to describe his mood at this moment in words. After recovering his memory, everything that was covered in a layer of fog became clearer.He knew the joint plan with the gods, he knew the soul regression of their side or the enemy's side, and he knew everything about Arecio that he hadn't recalled before.

The opening of the memory valve seems to be caused by the "Star Circle" that Arresi mentioned on the phone. With the connection of that old object, he remembered everything on the Day of Resurrection, which is closely related to the soul.The ring reminded him of the water demon who had taken care of him in the past, that pure and innocent water demon, who always waved a star ring and smiled at him, this was his first impression of dark creatures.

However, with his outstanding aptitude, he was quickly taken away by the temple, and the circle of stars was left in a corner of his memory. He almost thought he had forgotten it.

But no, yes, it was the carnival before the fire and rain. On that day, his life changed drastically.

Sitting on the unmanned suspension vehicle, it took only 10 minutes to arrive near his and Arresi's home.The suspension car is forbidden to enter here, and he can only walk in. He refused the umbrella device provided by the suspension car and walked directly into the rain. The rain curtain pressed his eyelashes, but his thoughts were unprecedentedly clear.

Yes, that carnival, the carnival he had not yet broken with Arresi, waiting as usual for the carnival he would spend with Arresi.In the early morning of that day, after all, he couldn't resist the intrusion of doubts, and chose to re-enter the area where he was reprimanded just for stepping before.

He took out all the skills he had cultivated so far, and he thought that he would only return in vain, because the temple he was loyal to was so noble, and there would definitely be no haze.

However he was wrong.

What he saw was just the tip of the iceberg, and the bones of dark creatures had already piled up like a mountain.He flipped through the dusty files. The owner of the files had obviously been dead for a long time. He moved forward according to the year, and his trembling heart was still denying. He couldn't believe it. He sat on the altar with indifferent eyes. What the vampire said is true.

[The temple is no different from Theo. ] said the Blood Race whose wing had been torn off, 【Do you know why I clashed with Theo?He wanted to use people as an experiment to see if he could cultivate a new army loyal to the darkness.Before this happened, I didn't know Theo was crazy to this extent. 】

[You can go and look it up, just the area you mentioned a while ago.I haven't done anything wrong, why should I be on guard against you? 】

The hand that flipped through the files stopped, and the saint's trembling fingertips landed on the name of a small village.

[Catch water demons, three females and four males. 】

No more, no more rings of stars, no more gold-plated fishtails from childhood.What Alessi said was true. He saw the truth of the power over their heads earlier than he did.

The difference is that Arlesi chose to resist on the spot, which was a brave Arlesi-like approach, but at this moment he just wanted to back down, deny, and...

Go see Alessi.

Fortunately, today is the carnival, and they agreed to meet each other once a year.Thinking of this, he couldn't wait. The once glorious and holy temple now suffocated him, and he wanted to escape.After clearing away all the traces of his past, he walked through the huge main building complex as usual, and the fortune tellers were doing their daily divination again, and the evening bell rang again and again, wondering whether those written prophecies included the filth of the temple ?

A flock of pigeons flew by in the setting sun, and his footsteps stopped. Standing in front of him was the only blind fortune-teller he had ever met in the temple.

He had a sad premonition, and this premonition soon became a reality. In the rich color like dripping blood, the fortune-teller showed him an expression that seemed to be crying but not smiling.

【Luzius, do you...do you have time now? 】

While speaking, the fortune-teller's tears rolled down without disappointment.

【I have a...too heavy prophecy...】

【I finally made a prophecy...】

【I……】

The blind fortune-teller finally couldn't hide it any longer. He covered his face with his hands and wept silently.

[Why is it me?Why is it me? !I have already figured out how to leave the temple and live with her, why me? ! 】

Routine, divination.

Routine, doomsday divination.

The prophecy that none of the powerful fortune tellers made is now in the hands of the useless blind fortune teller Noah.

[I can't bear the weight of this prophecy, I simply... can't be the savior. 】

【I can only think of you, I will give this prophecy to you, okay? 】

What else can he say?Both he and Noah knew very well what the consequences of revealing such a heavy prophecy would be.When the sunset completely sank to the ground, he learned about the fire rain, the exact time, and the trajectory of the destruction from the fortune teller.

[Please, let this world be okay...] The fortune-teller choked up several times, [At least, she can still sing and dance in this world.You can definitely stop it, except for you, I don’t know who else can stop it…]

The fortune teller is well aware of his own weakness, so he can hide this prophecy and not tell anyone.That way he can live, but what's the point of the stolen time?He can also choose to tell the prophecy to the archbishops of the temple, but Noah, the last fortune teller who has been at the bottom of the temple all year round, obviously has a clearer understanding of this behemoth.

【Why...is it me? 】

The fortune-teller finally asked, and Lucius took his hand, and the fortune-teller's fingertips trembled violently.This prophecy is too heavy, if it is so heavy that it will kill the leaker.Starting from the fingertips, he gradually turned into an existence like dust or smoke, and what remained on his face was the expression of an ordinary person who had suffered death——

Tears, fear, regret, unwillingness.

He is still talking.

【Go and see her for me, but don't tell her...】

Luzius complied, and finally, he had nothing left in his hand.He maintained this position of holding someone's hand for a long time, and then slowly withdrew it. His fingers seemed to convulse, and he closed his eyes in the twisting pain.

Areci.The first thing he thought of was Alessi's name. He felt that he was in the abyss at the moment, and there was no redemption below, but this name could keep him suspended.

He wants to see Arresi, maybe they can visit Noah's loved one together tonight, the prophecy cannot be revealed, but if he insists on doing something, Arresi will definitely help him even if he doesn't know why.

He hurried through the carnival crowd, and the joy had nothing to do with him.He searched among the crowd. At this time in the past, the blood race had already jumped out from a certain corner, trying to scare him, but not today.

The float swaggered past him, the crowd changed from crowded to sparse, the carnival was over, he released a shadow bat, the bat flapped its wings and flew around, and then returned to his hand with innocent red eyes.

Perceiving something, he hid the shadow bat and turned his head away.

He is the herald of the Temple.

【Why are you here? 】The communications officer was out of breath, but with a smile on his face,【There is a piece of great news, I want to tell you! 】

[Just now, the spies we placed in Blood Moon Castle sent back news——]

[Third-generation prince Aresio, confirmed dead. 】

Seeing him standing still, the communications officer waited for a while and made a suspicious sound.

【……Your Mightiness? 】

The saint did not speak, and in the lights of the carnival at the end of the curtain, he stood still, expressionless.

He felt everything rushing towards him. 【Note】