Twilight War
Chapter 28 The Forsaken
02
"Then why don't we stay in this kind of place all the time, killing those unclean slaves over and over again?" Delko said.
"Find the anchor point." Xiwen said: "All reincarnation must have a anchor point, otherwise, where does this reincarnation begin? And as long as this anchor point is broken, reincarnation can be ended."
"How?" Delco asked.
"I am not sure."
"That's not the same as saying nothing." Delco snorted lightly.
"Since I don't know, let me look for it first." Roland said.
"Since you don't know how to get out, why don't you go to die first?" Delco said.
Roland ignored Delco, "I thought there was a problem over there when I came here, and I want to go over there to have a look." He pointed to the direction he came from just now.
"I think there is something wrong there." Delco said in the opposite direction to Roland.
"Then Xiwen, you and Delco go there, I'll take this guy." Roland pointed to the guy he was talking about with his chin.
Zichen followed Roland, and guard slaves rushed up from the dark and unknown place all the time. There was a death-like aura about them, like ghosts struggling out of hell, ferocious and stern.
The initial fear is followed by exhaustion, like exhaustion that will never end, endless fighting.
"I advise you to give up joining the Knights Templar." Roland said to Zichen behind him, "You will die a miserable death like this."
"But I... at least want to try." Zichen gasped.
"Why did you join the Knights Templar?"
Zichen was stunned for a moment, his right hand was already trembling due to the constant fighting.
Why join the Knights Templar?
In fact, even he himself felt that he was delusional.
But how can people who have been walking for so long in the cold night turn a blind eye to the warmth, even if they know that it is to quench their thirst, they still want to try their best to get close to that warmth.
He still remembers that night when Vichypel held him in his arms...
"Your Highness Wisper," Zichen said suddenly, as if mustering up all his courage, "I just want to be by His Highness Wisper's side."
Roland looked back at Zichen: "Did you know that nine out of ten who joined the Knights Templar said so?"
"Ah... yes, is it?"
The two walked one after the other on the green island, where the sky was blocked by tall old trees.
"What about you?" Zichen asked, "Why do you want to join the Knights Templar?"
"Because of my father."
"...Do you want your father to be proud of you?"
"No, he was tricked into a heretical religious organization when I was 14 years old, and then became a ring slave who was neither human nor ghost. Before he lost consciousness, he came to me on a rainy night and said to me— —he didn't want to kill."
"So when he turned to leave, I killed him and shot him in the head." Roland said, "I think it was better for him that way. His body was taken away by the military, so the man ended up with a tombstone." None, of course, even if there is, no one will go to worship except me."
"That guy was an asshole back then." Roland smiled as if mocking himself.
Zichen didn't know what to say. In fact, he has always been stupid and never knew how to comfort others. He didn't dare to say anything. He understood Roland.
Everyone's grief is different.
Saying empathy for something you haven't experienced is insulting to someone who has.
"It doesn't matter." Roland exhaled, and the surrounding was very quiet, as if all the ring slaves had disappeared. He took out a box of cigars from his arms and handed them to Zichen, "Want some? At least you can refresh yourself." some."
Zi Chen shook his head.
Roland lit the cigar and put it in his mouth, "You should try the cigar, it's really good, I have at least one every day."
"That's not good for your health."
"Who knows if death is a relief." Roland said indifferently: "Maybe the moment you die, you will think why you didn't die sooner."
"It's not that you die, it's that your health becomes poor." Zichen said, "Actually, most things won't kill you all at once, they just destroy you bit by bit, making your life very painful, but You are still alive, not dead."
"If there is such a day, I will die by myself." Roland said: "It is better to die than to live in such pain. What about you? Are you planning to live in such pain?"
"I don't know." Zichen said, "I don't know if that day will come."
"If it were me, I would die. Anyway, a person like me would probably be like that bastard father of mine, who would not even have a tombstone after death. Of course, no one would come to worship." Roland said: "Think about it this way , I seem to be worse than my father."
"Do you think it's a bit too quiet now?" Zichen said.
"Indeed, those annoying guys suddenly disappeared, and there is always a faint sense of unease." Roland looked around.
Suddenly, the entire ground began to shake violently.
The tall ancient trees began to fall, all the vines winding on the ground were torn off, the entire ground was split in the middle, and the world fell apart.
The sea water began to surge backwards, as if the giant serpent in the atrium in the myth began to wake up, destroying the entire world.
"Run!" Roland yelled.
However, before Zichen could react, he suddenly lost consciousness.
03
Zichen slowly woke up from his coma, surrounded by broken ancient trees, huge and broken rocks.The whole world seemed to be destroyed by the disaster just now.
"Wake up." A voice as cold as jade.
Zichen looked towards the source of the sound.
The man stood on a huge rock by the sea, with his arms folded around his chest, looking into the distance, with the endless sky and ocean behind him.
It is like an extremely concise and magnificent picture scroll, without any redundant colors, all the tones are cold, and all the colors are exactly at the zero point of temperature.
Wischpel walked down from the rock. His legs were very long, and it seemed very easy to step directly down from the huge stone.
"What's going on?" Zichen asked Wichpel.
"Weir and I thought it was just a simple outbreak of slave abstinence, so we directly arranged it as a selection test for the Templars. However, when Weir found out that this island might be related to Yemengard, I rushed over .”
"The entire island is an illusion created by Yemengard, but Yemengarde is probably no longer here, so this illusion is not stable. The earthquake just now should be caused by the collapse of the illusion."
After finishing speaking, Wichpel looked at Zichen, "Also, it doesn't matter to you."
Zichen quickly shook his head, "No."
Wisper looked up and down at Zichen to make sure that Zichen was not injured, then put his hand on the back of Zichen's neck, and patted him as if to comfort him.
"Get up." Wihipel pulled Zichen up from the ground.
"What's next?"
"It is impossible for all illusions to exist out of thin air. They must be supported by mind power. The stronger the mind power, the stronger the illusion that can be constructed." Vehipel said.
"But now it seems that this illusion is not very stable, which means that the power of thought that built this illusion is not strong."
"So what we have to do now is to find the person who supports the entire illusion with the power of thought."
"How to find it?" Zichen asked.
"If you can create such an illusion full of killing, then the power of the mind is either the desire to kill or the desire to resent." Wihipel said: "And these two powers of mind are the easiest to expose."
He slowly closed his eyes, and the dark aura gradually enveloped him like an abyss, and those black auras turned into black crows, flying into the ancient trees that covered the sky and the sun.
Those black crows shuttled back and forth non-stop. Wisipel covered his left eye with his hand, and then slowly opened his right eye. Those eyes gradually turned from the blue of the winter lake to the color of blood.
Everything disappeared and turned into a cloudy gray, and those crows and birds that were as black as the dark night shuttled in this gray background.
——I see, in the depths of the island.
——It’s there, struggling.
The crows spoke to him in the old Ruen tongue, like a priest's incantation.
"Okay, let's go there." Vehipel put down his hand covering his left eye and said to Zichen.
"When I was walking here just now, I found that no matter what, I would go back and forth in circles, and even those ring slaves appeared over and over again." Zichen said.
"Yes, because Yemengard wanted to use this illusion to trap intruders." Wihipel said: "But since he constructed this illusion, it means that there must be something hidden in this illusion, and it is for him. Say something important."
"So this illusion must have an entrance, and this entrance is the gap in the illusion. As long as you walk along the gap in the illusion, you will not be involved in reincarnation."
Wihipel looked at Zichen, "The crow will guide us."
Black-winged ravens flew through, and they spoke in a language of grace that only Vehipel could hear:
—Is that the kid next to you?It looks really weak.
—You can't protect him.
—he will kill you.
Those crows shuttled around the two people, as if they were going to weave a net around the two people.
Wihipel just held Zichen's wrist tightly and walked forward, "Follow me closely."
And those crows are still speaking in Vichypel's ear with the hideous and stern voice of an ancient priest:
— never again.
Those crows flew into a dark cave.
Wisipel climbed in first, then handed Zichen his hand, leading him into the bottomless cave.
In the depths of the cave, there are some fireflies like blue light flying in the air, illuminating the exposed rocks on both sides.
At the end is a huge bronze door. The entire bronze door is about five meters high. The bronze surface has ancient and formidable patterns. The metal structure of the bronze door has been corroded by a long time.
And when they stood in front of the door, the huge door slowly opened.
Hundreds of huge snake eggs hang on the tree, like a mysterious ancient and terrifying picture scroll.All eggs are entwined with green vines.
They are like the mythical dragon-slaying hero Sigurd who strayed into the mysterious kingdom.
Dozens of ancient trees towering into the sky grow around the circular wall. The curved branches are like tangled pythons. The thick black and green leaves cover the sky and block out the sun. Only a few rays of light shine through the central part, shining on the the center of the entire space.
This is a sacrifice that belongs to God.Any interruption is an offense to God.
"This should be Jormungandr's lair, the center of the entire island," Wihipel said.
Suddenly, Zichen heard a broken sound.
The vicious giant claw barely brushed behind him, leaving a long scratch on his arm.
Maybe it can no longer be called a human being, the metallic scales cover the entire body of the ring slave, its body can only be said to have a slightly human outline, but many places have been severely deformed.Their eyes are the fire of hell, and their foreheads are the brand of the Ring of the Nibelungen.
The snake eggs hanging on the tree were broken one after another.
"Then why don't we stay in this kind of place all the time, killing those unclean slaves over and over again?" Delko said.
"Find the anchor point." Xiwen said: "All reincarnation must have a anchor point, otherwise, where does this reincarnation begin? And as long as this anchor point is broken, reincarnation can be ended."
"How?" Delco asked.
"I am not sure."
"That's not the same as saying nothing." Delco snorted lightly.
"Since I don't know, let me look for it first." Roland said.
"Since you don't know how to get out, why don't you go to die first?" Delco said.
Roland ignored Delco, "I thought there was a problem over there when I came here, and I want to go over there to have a look." He pointed to the direction he came from just now.
"I think there is something wrong there." Delco said in the opposite direction to Roland.
"Then Xiwen, you and Delco go there, I'll take this guy." Roland pointed to the guy he was talking about with his chin.
Zichen followed Roland, and guard slaves rushed up from the dark and unknown place all the time. There was a death-like aura about them, like ghosts struggling out of hell, ferocious and stern.
The initial fear is followed by exhaustion, like exhaustion that will never end, endless fighting.
"I advise you to give up joining the Knights Templar." Roland said to Zichen behind him, "You will die a miserable death like this."
"But I... at least want to try." Zichen gasped.
"Why did you join the Knights Templar?"
Zichen was stunned for a moment, his right hand was already trembling due to the constant fighting.
Why join the Knights Templar?
In fact, even he himself felt that he was delusional.
But how can people who have been walking for so long in the cold night turn a blind eye to the warmth, even if they know that it is to quench their thirst, they still want to try their best to get close to that warmth.
He still remembers that night when Vichypel held him in his arms...
"Your Highness Wisper," Zichen said suddenly, as if mustering up all his courage, "I just want to be by His Highness Wisper's side."
Roland looked back at Zichen: "Did you know that nine out of ten who joined the Knights Templar said so?"
"Ah... yes, is it?"
The two walked one after the other on the green island, where the sky was blocked by tall old trees.
"What about you?" Zichen asked, "Why do you want to join the Knights Templar?"
"Because of my father."
"...Do you want your father to be proud of you?"
"No, he was tricked into a heretical religious organization when I was 14 years old, and then became a ring slave who was neither human nor ghost. Before he lost consciousness, he came to me on a rainy night and said to me— —he didn't want to kill."
"So when he turned to leave, I killed him and shot him in the head." Roland said, "I think it was better for him that way. His body was taken away by the military, so the man ended up with a tombstone." None, of course, even if there is, no one will go to worship except me."
"That guy was an asshole back then." Roland smiled as if mocking himself.
Zichen didn't know what to say. In fact, he has always been stupid and never knew how to comfort others. He didn't dare to say anything. He understood Roland.
Everyone's grief is different.
Saying empathy for something you haven't experienced is insulting to someone who has.
"It doesn't matter." Roland exhaled, and the surrounding was very quiet, as if all the ring slaves had disappeared. He took out a box of cigars from his arms and handed them to Zichen, "Want some? At least you can refresh yourself." some."
Zi Chen shook his head.
Roland lit the cigar and put it in his mouth, "You should try the cigar, it's really good, I have at least one every day."
"That's not good for your health."
"Who knows if death is a relief." Roland said indifferently: "Maybe the moment you die, you will think why you didn't die sooner."
"It's not that you die, it's that your health becomes poor." Zichen said, "Actually, most things won't kill you all at once, they just destroy you bit by bit, making your life very painful, but You are still alive, not dead."
"If there is such a day, I will die by myself." Roland said: "It is better to die than to live in such pain. What about you? Are you planning to live in such pain?"
"I don't know." Zichen said, "I don't know if that day will come."
"If it were me, I would die. Anyway, a person like me would probably be like that bastard father of mine, who would not even have a tombstone after death. Of course, no one would come to worship." Roland said: "Think about it this way , I seem to be worse than my father."
"Do you think it's a bit too quiet now?" Zichen said.
"Indeed, those annoying guys suddenly disappeared, and there is always a faint sense of unease." Roland looked around.
Suddenly, the entire ground began to shake violently.
The tall ancient trees began to fall, all the vines winding on the ground were torn off, the entire ground was split in the middle, and the world fell apart.
The sea water began to surge backwards, as if the giant serpent in the atrium in the myth began to wake up, destroying the entire world.
"Run!" Roland yelled.
However, before Zichen could react, he suddenly lost consciousness.
03
Zichen slowly woke up from his coma, surrounded by broken ancient trees, huge and broken rocks.The whole world seemed to be destroyed by the disaster just now.
"Wake up." A voice as cold as jade.
Zichen looked towards the source of the sound.
The man stood on a huge rock by the sea, with his arms folded around his chest, looking into the distance, with the endless sky and ocean behind him.
It is like an extremely concise and magnificent picture scroll, without any redundant colors, all the tones are cold, and all the colors are exactly at the zero point of temperature.
Wischpel walked down from the rock. His legs were very long, and it seemed very easy to step directly down from the huge stone.
"What's going on?" Zichen asked Wichpel.
"Weir and I thought it was just a simple outbreak of slave abstinence, so we directly arranged it as a selection test for the Templars. However, when Weir found out that this island might be related to Yemengard, I rushed over .”
"The entire island is an illusion created by Yemengard, but Yemengarde is probably no longer here, so this illusion is not stable. The earthquake just now should be caused by the collapse of the illusion."
After finishing speaking, Wichpel looked at Zichen, "Also, it doesn't matter to you."
Zichen quickly shook his head, "No."
Wisper looked up and down at Zichen to make sure that Zichen was not injured, then put his hand on the back of Zichen's neck, and patted him as if to comfort him.
"Get up." Wihipel pulled Zichen up from the ground.
"What's next?"
"It is impossible for all illusions to exist out of thin air. They must be supported by mind power. The stronger the mind power, the stronger the illusion that can be constructed." Vehipel said.
"But now it seems that this illusion is not very stable, which means that the power of thought that built this illusion is not strong."
"So what we have to do now is to find the person who supports the entire illusion with the power of thought."
"How to find it?" Zichen asked.
"If you can create such an illusion full of killing, then the power of the mind is either the desire to kill or the desire to resent." Wihipel said: "And these two powers of mind are the easiest to expose."
He slowly closed his eyes, and the dark aura gradually enveloped him like an abyss, and those black auras turned into black crows, flying into the ancient trees that covered the sky and the sun.
Those black crows shuttled back and forth non-stop. Wisipel covered his left eye with his hand, and then slowly opened his right eye. Those eyes gradually turned from the blue of the winter lake to the color of blood.
Everything disappeared and turned into a cloudy gray, and those crows and birds that were as black as the dark night shuttled in this gray background.
——I see, in the depths of the island.
——It’s there, struggling.
The crows spoke to him in the old Ruen tongue, like a priest's incantation.
"Okay, let's go there." Vehipel put down his hand covering his left eye and said to Zichen.
"When I was walking here just now, I found that no matter what, I would go back and forth in circles, and even those ring slaves appeared over and over again." Zichen said.
"Yes, because Yemengard wanted to use this illusion to trap intruders." Wihipel said: "But since he constructed this illusion, it means that there must be something hidden in this illusion, and it is for him. Say something important."
"So this illusion must have an entrance, and this entrance is the gap in the illusion. As long as you walk along the gap in the illusion, you will not be involved in reincarnation."
Wihipel looked at Zichen, "The crow will guide us."
Black-winged ravens flew through, and they spoke in a language of grace that only Vehipel could hear:
—Is that the kid next to you?It looks really weak.
—You can't protect him.
—he will kill you.
Those crows shuttled around the two people, as if they were going to weave a net around the two people.
Wihipel just held Zichen's wrist tightly and walked forward, "Follow me closely."
And those crows are still speaking in Vichypel's ear with the hideous and stern voice of an ancient priest:
— never again.
Those crows flew into a dark cave.
Wisipel climbed in first, then handed Zichen his hand, leading him into the bottomless cave.
In the depths of the cave, there are some fireflies like blue light flying in the air, illuminating the exposed rocks on both sides.
At the end is a huge bronze door. The entire bronze door is about five meters high. The bronze surface has ancient and formidable patterns. The metal structure of the bronze door has been corroded by a long time.
And when they stood in front of the door, the huge door slowly opened.
Hundreds of huge snake eggs hang on the tree, like a mysterious ancient and terrifying picture scroll.All eggs are entwined with green vines.
They are like the mythical dragon-slaying hero Sigurd who strayed into the mysterious kingdom.
Dozens of ancient trees towering into the sky grow around the circular wall. The curved branches are like tangled pythons. The thick black and green leaves cover the sky and block out the sun. Only a few rays of light shine through the central part, shining on the the center of the entire space.
This is a sacrifice that belongs to God.Any interruption is an offense to God.
"This should be Jormungandr's lair, the center of the entire island," Wihipel said.
Suddenly, Zichen heard a broken sound.
The vicious giant claw barely brushed behind him, leaving a long scratch on his arm.
Maybe it can no longer be called a human being, the metallic scales cover the entire body of the ring slave, its body can only be said to have a slightly human outline, but many places have been severely deformed.Their eyes are the fire of hell, and their foreheads are the brand of the Ring of the Nibelungen.
The snake eggs hanging on the tree were broken one after another.
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