Twilight War

14

Countless black crows flew in the sky of Asgard.

One of them landed on his shoulder.

—They're all coming.

——You can't take him away.

——This rainy night will never end.

Those ravens are like ghosts in the night.

"This way..." He pulled his boy and ran in the rainy night.

Countless soul lamps rise from the temples of Asgard and rise into the highest sky.

Like a grand religious ceremony.

The gods chanted in the temple.

The boy stopped and looked at the soul lamps in a daze.

"Bli is dead," he said to the boy.

There was no expression on his face, and his blue eyes were like the frozen lake of Niflheim that never melted.

"Go." He clenched the boy's hand and ran away from the temple.

Behind them is the silent temple under countless soul lamps.

The gods held the golden branch and closed their eyes and lamented.

The first god-king of Asgard is dead.

His father Bauer will be the new God King.

"It's beautiful, isn't it?" Guerweger walked towards here in the rain, holding the rotating light ball in her hand, and she looked up at the soul lamps: "He sacrificed himself and asked the world tree for the dragon of creation and new life. Blood."

"Aren't you going to take a look?" He looked at Gulweger and asked, judging by the lifespan of the protoss, he was only a teenager, but his eyes were cold and wary.Like an ice wolf on a snowy field.

"He is your Arthur's god-king, not our Vana."

"But you also have a part in this feast, don't you?" He said as if he thought it was ridiculous.

Odin looked at Gulweger's eyes as cold and hard as an ice field, and the boy behind him hid back in fear, so he passed the hand holding the boy's wrist down through the boy's fingers, and comforted him awkwardly. Looking at the boy behind him.

"Eden is the sharer of this feast, isn't he?" Gullweger's eyes seemed to be misty, "We share the soul of Bully with the World Tree. The World Tree takes away the dirtiest, most chaotic, The desperate part. And we enjoy the rest that is holy and clean."

"This is how we can live forever." Gullweger sighed softly, "It's really a world of difference from those ancient beasts that only bite the remains of their own kind."

"Enough," he said.

The black crows flew out of the temple and landed on Odin's body. When the black crows touched Odin's body, they annihilated into smoke and dust.

"Are they your souls? It's really interesting." Gullweger looked at the black crows with interest, "I know, your black crows symbolize memory and thinking, they will take what they see Everything back to you. You still have two wolves, don't you? Wolf spirits that symbolize gluttony and greed."

Odin looked sideways at the annihilated black crows and scattered black feathers, and did not answer Gulweger.

"What are they talking about?" Gullweger asked.

"They said, I will never leave this rainy night." Odin closed his eyes, rain falling from his silver eyelashes.

"Remember, they are your servants." Gullweger's tone suddenly became a little serious, "You shouldn't let them become your jesters."

"Maybe you are too weak now, or maybe you are too confused to be swayed by them." Gulweger looked at the black crows passing by in the sky, "When you are strong and determined enough, They will be your invincible armies."

"You will become the god-king of Asgard and the order of this world."

"Is he that ancient beast with the blood of the phoenix?" Gulweger bowed and looked at the boy hiding behind Odin: "You are really thin. Someone told you that your eyes are very similar to Asgard's." The stars of Germany?"

"What's his name?" Guerveger raised his head and asked Odin.

"He is an ancient beast without a name."

"Hello, I'm Gullweger, the witch of Vana. I like your eyes very much. Maybe one day when you are about to die, because of your eyes, I might save you. She looked at the boy and said, "Although you seem useless."

"But that will be a long time later." Gullweger got up and left from the rain, "I'm going to share my share of the wreckage. Frigg is still waiting for me."

"Oh, yes. I still like Frigga very much. Although she will be your wife one day, it is quite annoying."

"Let's go, she's a lunatic." Odin grabbed the boy's hand.

The boy still stood there, looking at the soul lamps.

"Is Bully dead?" the boy asked.

"Yes."

"Is he your grandfather?"

"Yes." Odin replied, his eyes were like frozen lakes in winter.

Countless soul lamps are reflected in the young man's eyes, stars and night, soul and dust.

The boy looked at him.

"Don't be too sad..."

15

"Why... Do you think I'm weird?" Huang Xuanjin held his bleeding right arm and raised his head to look at Dut. He was holding the blood-stained steel pipe with his injured right hand.The hand had already begun to disobey him, and the end of the steel pipe scratched back and forth on the ground.

"Isn't it strange? Desperate for something that is not worth mentioning at all, and risk everything for something that is not worth mentioning." Dut frowned and looked at him, "You are strange now, and you can leave immediately , but insist on coming back. You will lose your life. Are you stupid?"

"Hey, are you saying that my brain is sick?" Huang Xuanjin yelled, his body was shaking a little, and he was holding on to the steel pipe to prevent himself from falling down.

"Isn't it? What you are fighting for are things that are not worth mentioning at all." Dutt said: "Or, for you, those things are worth it? Are they precious? But you don't You've only seen that Montespoon woman a few times, and you haven't even seen a sharktail before, have you?"

"Actually, their lives are worthless to me." Huang Xuanjin said with a chuckle, "There are living things everywhere in this world. Being alive...is nothing precious."

"Then why are you desperately trying to save them?"

"It's just that my life is even more insignificant." He chuckled and looked up at Dutt.

Everyone thinks that he acts recklessly and despises the affairs of the world, but he always despises himself the most.

He takes himself too lightly, so lightly that he sinks into the dust.

He doesn't seem to care about anything, but what he cares about the most is himself.

So he bets everything, so he does everything.

He thought that everything he had was originally nothing.

"Is that why you don't care about your life?" Du Te looked at Huangxuan Jin as if he thought it was amused.

"Yeah, because for me, being alive...is painful." He licked the salty blood at the corner of his mouth and said, "All this time, I just managed to maintain a look of being alive."

Gritting his teeth, he rushed towards Dutt suddenly, enduring all the pain and slashing the steel pipe in his hand at Dutt, the windbreaker on his body fluttered.

"But it seems too worthless to die for nothing. It's like throwing away something for nothing." Huang Xuanjin clenched the steel pipe in his hand and slashed at Dutt again, but Dutt swept him to the knee first. He fought back the pain and hit Dutt's shoulder with his left elbow.

"So you have to trade this life for something to earn...even if it's the lives of those people who are worthless at all. I have to trade my life for something..."

Dut clutched his shoulders and slashed at his knees, Huang Xuanjin gritted his teeth and knelt down on one knee.

Dutt grabbed his blood-stained collar and forced him to sit up halfway.

"Then I will end your life now. Would you be very grateful to me?" He said with a grim smile, "After all, for you, living is a never-ending pain, isn't it?"

"There is no need to try to stay alive like this, and end such a painful life directly."

The fingers had already started to convulse, and blood flowed down the steel pipe.Huangxuanjin looked at Dutt in a daze, listening to the sound of fighting from the other end of the tunnel.

He smiled, those guys are still playing.

Those people are real fools.

Did you run back like this?

Abandoning the light and going back to this underground darkness?

"Did you know? Among those fighting over there, there is a very stupid idiot." Huang Xuanjin said suddenly: "When I divided the spoils, I took all the gold coins away and only gave him a copper coin. But he I am still very happy and think the pattern on it is very beautiful.”

"Then the copper coin fell on the road and was crushed by a truck, but he couldn't remember which one it was in a blink of an eye, so he lifted one car after another. In order to get the copper coin back, he He got himself scarred and was beaten all over by those people, but he still wanted to find that copper coin regardless."

He is so stupid, so stupid that he thinks a copper coin is very important.

He would be foolish enough to think that his boss is very important.

Sometimes he is too sober to understand the emptiness and absurdity of life too early.

So he was free and unrestrained, not limited to the world.

Because he has seen through the so-called precious things in the world that are not worth mentioning at all.

But there are still many fools in this world, they toss and bruise themselves all over for a copper coin.

They actually thought his life was very important.

They will come back for him.

Just like when the mountains and forests are roaring with fire, all beasts return with the lone wolf king.

Huang Xuanjin laughed wildly as if he thought it was ridiculous, and then opened Dutt's hand with a bloody hand, "Let's have a serious fight with me again."

"Play a game of life and death, use the world as the bone cup, and use your life as the dice."

He looked at Dutt, his eyes seemed to be bleeding.

What he doesn't care about, someone cares about.

So... he had to pretend to be a blogger anyway.

Dutt let go of his hand and dodged backwards.

Huang Xuanjin clenched the steel pipe in his hand and looked at Dutt.

He exhaled slowly, thinking about the man he met on the pier that day.

The man who held a pipa and held an iron rod like a knight in the rivers and lakes.

Thinking of a man asking him, you have the bird and the bird catcher in your heart, but do you have Wanhe Forest in your heart.

He suddenly turned sideways and swung his stick at Dutt like lightning.

——The first form is to beat the bamboo forest bird out of the mountain with a stick.

Fast and fast, startled and birds come out.

The forest is deep and the valley is full of pines.

Dutt was a little surprised by the speed of the young man, and was suddenly chopped down on the side of the waist.When he came back to his senses, the boy had landed on another huge rock like a swallow.

Holding the steel pipe in his hand, the boy closed his eyes and thought about the former Liaochen Temple.

In fact, before he used the sword, he used the stick for a long time.

When his master gave him the stick for the first time, he said he was the asura of the Buddha.

Recite Buddha's name with Shura body, and serve Wanguo Bodhi.

That day he sat in the meditation room all night.

The mountain was blocked by heavy snow outside the temple, and hundreds of people faced each other.

The boy opened his eyes, which were like ancient wells.

Dut held his waist and abdomen, swung his stick to block another blow from the boy, but Huangxuan Jin quickly turned his stick in another direction.

Sweeping sticks into prison, flying birds without getting out.

Dutt slashed at the boy's steel pipe, but the boy retracted the stick straight away, and then hit Dutt's chest straight again.

The moment it hit Du Te's chest, Huangxuan Jin suddenly withdrew his strength.

Dutt's gun was pointed at his forehead.

He blinked slowly.

Then drop the stick and close the stick.

Like a meditating monk.

Thousands of valleys are silent with pines and smoke, and birds return to the forest.

"You lost." Huang Xuanjin looked at Du Te and said, and then jumped off the rock.

Dut put down his gun and looked at the departing boy, who slid down the wall of the mine tunnel to the ground.

"Aren't you afraid that I'll kill you?" Dutt asked.

"Whether you kill or not, it will be fulfilled for me." He looked back at Dutt, touched his body, found the last cigarette, and threw it to Dutt, "I wanted to keep it for myself, but I don't think so."

He stepped on the silver of the abyss on the ground and walked towards the end of the tunnel.

He remembered a story he had heard very early on.

A Buddhist son once traveled eastward to the coast of the South China Sea, and saw an old man with a Buddha's light on his body, asked why, and recited Buddhist scriptures day and night, saying that there is no Amitabha Buddha in the east.

So the Buddha followed the recitation of Dongwu Amitabha.

He knows that the world is barren and chaotic, he knows that there are thousands of living things in this world, and everyone's life is not worth mentioning at all.

But he also knows that there are people in this world who care about what he doesn't care about.

In the end, some dust and dirt are regarded as pearls by others.

So he had no choice but to recite Dongwu Amitabha...

Dutt was half paralyzed, pinching the cigarette, and said as if he felt amused: "You, in the end, you are still doing everything you can to guard the things that others care about..."