A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

...Garlan.

A familiar voice suddenly rang in his ears, and the young man who was sitting on his knees resting by the wall suddenly raised his head and looked in a certain direction.

On his right is a long corridor, empty, except for the corpses of the two cultists he just killed, there is nothing.

Strange, obviously heard someone calling his name.

It sounded like Heymos.

He thought Heymos was here, but when he looked up, he realized that it was his own illusion...

Feeling a little lost, Garlan lowered his head again, adjusted his messy breathing, and put his body in the best state of rest so that he could recover his strength as soon as possible.

He held the sword in one hand, and the tip of the sword stuck in the crack of the stone slab. The blood slowly slipped from the silver-white blade and seeped into the crack of the stone slab.

His appearance was a bit dirtier than not long ago. It was just black and dusty, but when he killed those cultists, blood was inevitably splashed on his face.

The blood soaked the dust on his face, and it couldn't be wiped clean, but it became more and more dirty, and finally dried up, condensing into black and red blood stains on his face.

Garlan just sat on the ground with his sword in his hand, breathing quickly and heavily.

Because his physical exertion is too great.

During this period of time, he has been taking Novi to find a way out. It was okay at first, perhaps because in order to meet the Aaron Landis cavalry on the ground, many cultists were sent up. Empty, almost deserted.

But it didn't take long for the cultists to appear one after another, from one or two at the beginning to a group behind them, as if they were besieging him fiercely.

Garlan wondered suspiciously, was it because his identity was exposed that these cultists relentlessly chased and intercepted him, and judging by the posture, it was obvious that they would not stop until they caught him.

Garlan's physical strength was greatly exhausted by the constant battles with the believers of the Myriad Things Cult.

Especially in the next few times, one or two believers swallowed the medicine and turned into that kind of monster with infinite power without feeling pain.

Fortunately, this medicine man's movements are relatively slow, so that he can cut off their heads with his own speed.

My throat is very thirsty, my breathing is still very short, and my hands and feet are also very sore.

Garlan didn't know how long he could last.

He just adjusted his breathing as much as possible, allowing himself to recover more energy in a short time.

The boy holding the dagger tightly in his arms sat silently by the side, his dark blue eyes stared at Garlan who was panting violently, and there seemed to be something flickering in his eyes.

Although he didn't know who Garlan was, he knew very well that those cultists were all targeting him.

In order to get what is in his hands, the All Things Sect will definitely take him back at all costs.

The reason why they walked so hard was because of his existence.

Of course, he will never tell this matter, otherwise, the person next to him will definitely get rid of his trouble.

……

However, now it seems that this person has reached his limit.

Novi lowered his eyes, hiding the cloudy look in his eyes.

I don't know how long this person can last.

He thought darkly.

If this person can't afford to wait, he will take advantage of the opportunity to sneak away while this person is fighting with the cultists, and use this person as bait...

After making such a decision in his heart, Novi felt the people around him stand up.

As soon as he raised his head, he saw the young man looking down at him, and the hand stretched out to him.

"gone."

This person smiled at him, still using these two words, an understatement.

But Novi knew very well in his heart how much danger and trouble these two words had brought to this person.

It was because of him that their actions became so difficult.

It was obviously a messy face full of blood and dust, but when he smiled at him, it was inexplicably brighter than his clean face.

...it made him even darker...

Novi bit his lower lip, lowered his eyes, and avoided staring at this man.

Grabbing this person's warm hand, he felt the coldness of his fingers more and more.

…………

Holding the child's hand, Garlan continued walking along the corridor he chose.

So thirsty.

He thought, licking his chapped lips.

The stone palace was even bigger than he had imagined. After walking for so long, he didn't come to the end, and he didn't even find any water.

So thirsty.

The face is also sticky, and the smell of blood from those guys still remains, which is really uncomfortable.

I really want to find a place with water, have a hearty drink, and wash my face clean.

……

Don't know where Heymos is now.

He should be very anxious now, and he should be desperately looking for himself.

Usually it's just a little thing, he always overprotects himself, not to mention the current situation, I don't know what he is...

No.

Can't be cranky.

He was unscathed, and Heymos was so much stronger than him, so he must be fine.

Garlan raised his head and looked around the huge stone palace.

He thought, Heymos should be somewhere in the Stone Palace at this moment, just like himself, worried about him so much...

The hand of the child he was holding suddenly clenched him tightly, followed by the child's low cry.

"Front--"

As soon as Garlan looked up, he saw three cultists in black and blue short robes walking towards them.

His heart tightened.

The three men were walking towards them, not running or rushing.

Obviously, these three people are all believers who have swallowed that kind of medicine and have terrible fighting power.

Garlan's eyes flashed.

If there is another way, he will choose to take advantage of the opponent's shortcoming of slow movement and escape.

But there is only one way here, and there is no avoiding it.

It is also impossible to turn back. The believer who was dumped by them not long ago is in the rear. If he turns back, he will be attacked on both sides.

This kind of believers who swallowed medicine, he can barely handle two, but three are really dangerous, if there are four, it will be...

Garlan leaned slightly, and whispered in a voice that only the children around him could hear: "Listen, when I stepped forward to fight them, you seize the opportunity to rush over."

He paused and continued.

"Run forward, just run away by yourself, don't look back."

Nuo Wei was stunned for a moment, he never thought that Garlan would say such a thing.

"what?"

He stared blankly at Garlan, thinking he had heard wrong.

What does this person mean... to let him leave him and run away by himself?

Although he did have such a plan, but the words came out of the other party's mouth, which made him feel very uncomfortable for some reason.

"I said, seize the opportunity and rush over, run forward as hard as you can, and don't look back."

After finishing speaking, Garlan straightened up and looked at the cultist ahead, his gaze suddenly became sharp.

"Remember, run forward!"

He said, and then clenched the sword in his hand to meet him.

Nuo Wei watched Garlan rushing up to fight with the three cultists, feeling all kinds of emotions in his heart.

Gritting his teeth, he aimed for a gap and rushed past the few people who were fighting together.

After rushing over, he didn't turn his head back, didn't even look behind him, and ran forward desperately.

He knew that the man's physical strength could not hold on.

This time, that person will definitely lose and die here.

He had to run away quickly, and while that person was entangled with the cultists, he could use that person as a bait so that he could escape farther.

He had to do it, he should do it.

Anyway, he didn't trust that person from the beginning.

Anyway, that person said it just now, let him escape by himself.

He doesn't need to take care of him.

and so……

so----

The boy stopped suddenly.

It shouldn't be like this.

he thought, gritting his teeth.

However, what should not be, he himself did not understand.

He just stopped subconsciously, then turned around and ran in the direction just now.

You still have time.

He gritted his teeth and thought.

There must be time—he could use that thing to threaten those people to stop and save that person's life.

With a bang, the boy who was running forward with his head muffled bumped into someone.

As soon as he looked up, he was dumbfounded.

The one who bumped into him was actually the young man he thought should be in danger at this moment.

He raised his head and looked at the boy with wide eyes, and the boy looked down at him in surprise.

"Why are you running back? Didn't I tell you not to look back?"

Knowing that it would be difficult for him to contend against the three cultists, Garlan just entangled with them for a while. Seeing that the little boy ran away, he made a feint, quickly jumped away, and left the battle ring.

Then, run away decisively.

Knowing that his strength is not enough, how could he continue to fight these powerful cultists foolishly?

Since the other party moves slowly, just throw them away and run away.

Pulling the child and running forward quickly, Garlan said while running.

"Novi, listen, I know you're worried about me."

He says,

"But even if you come back, you can't help me. It's useless for you to come back, so..."

"I am useful."

Novi said suddenly.

"Ok?"

After hesitating for a long time, Novi finally answered.

"...I have something in me that is important to them and they want it."

Only when this person is alive can he be protected and taken away from here.

he told himself so.

He didn't believe in this person, nor did he want to rely on this person.

He just couldn't let this person die so easily for himself and for someone to protect him.

He said: "So, when there is danger, I can threaten them with this thing."

There was a silence between the two of them, and they stopped talking.

After running for a while, they realized that the people behind them hadn't caught up, so they changed from running to walking, in order to save energy.

Garlan glanced behind him.

Looking back, his eyes fell on Novi, his expression was thoughtful.

"In other words, you are the person these cultists want to arrest?"

It's not because of his identity being exposed.

The reason why these cultists chased them was to catch Novi?

It is impossible for the All Things Sect to attach so much importance to an ordinary sacrifice.

What is hiding in this child?

Garlan's words made Novy's chest tighten.

In fact, he immediately regretted it after saying those two sentences just now.

But Garlan's question made him regret even more.

was guessed.

The fact that these cultists were coming for him was guessed by this person.

In this case, this person may be——

Just as he was feeling annoyed, Nuo Wei suddenly heard Garlan shout.

"run!"

He woke up suddenly, and turned his head to see that the cultists behind him had already caught up.And not just three, but a group of people.

No more time to think about it, he followed Garlan and ran forward desperately.

Ahead is the end of this corridor, where the fork is.

As soon as they ran to the fork, they didn't even catch their breath when they saw another group of pursuers rushing towards them from one of the passages at the fork.

With no choice, they had no choice but to run into the rather dim passage on the right.

It was an arched passage. There were no lights hanging on the curved walls, and the light was extremely dim.

After they rushed out of the passage, their eyes suddenly opened up.

Passing through the narrow passage, a huge and empty underground garden appeared in front of their eyes.

This is obviously the courtyard of the underground palace. Unlike ordinary courtyards, this underground garden is three-dimensional and divided into several upper and lower floors.

In a huge semi-circular underground space, stone steps crisscross, some lead to the upper floor, some lead to the lower floor.

In the middle, there are staggered earth wall roads or suspended stone bridges connecting isolated sky gardens.

Down below, the sound of running water could be vaguely heard.

It's a pity that this suspended underground attic garden is obviously dilapidated and no longer beautiful as before.

However, even if it has been dilapidated, this underground garden is still extremely spectacular.

It's just that Garlan has no time to appreciate its magnificence.

There is no way ahead.

The road that was supposed to lead to a hanging garden ahead broke down halfway.

At this moment, the two of Garlan were standing on the edge of the broken road.Ahead is a cliff-like crack, more than ten meters high.

The footsteps of the pursuers have been heard from afar.

Soon, those cultists will catch up here.

Subconsciously, Novi turned his gaze to the teenager beside him.

Even if he doesn't even know the name, but at this moment, he can only rely on this person.

I don't know when, when he was grabbed by this person, he believed this person a little bit.

He saw the young man frowning and looking down for a while, then suddenly turned his head to look at him, without saying anything, he reached out and took the short sword in his hand.

Novi opened his eyes wide, watching the boy suddenly leap forward in astonishment——

Staring at the ten-meter-high earth wall in front of him, Garlan jumped out.

He jumped and fell from a great height.

The wind whistled in his ears.

He clenched his teeth, held his breath, and opened his eyes tightly.

Just when he fell halfway, he stabbed the dagger in his hand fiercely towards the dirt wall in front of him.

The sharp short sword pierced in, and cut a long hole in the earth wall from top to bottom. The blade kept colliding with the gravel in the earth wall, sparking off sparks and making a piercing crashing sound.

The short sword pierced into the soil wall effectively slowed down the speed of Garlan's downward fall.

Finally, after just a few seconds, the dagger stopped moving down.

Garlan, holding the short sword in both hands, was suspended in mid-air. At this moment, his feet were no more than half a meter above the ground.

He let go of his hands, jumped lightly, and fell to the ground.

…………

Novi knelt on the edge of the fracture, staring fiercely at the boy who had successfully landed on the ground.

He stared fixedly at the short sword pierced in the dirt wall, and there seemed to be a dark mist surging in his eyes.

really……

You shouldn't believe it.

He shouldn't trust anyone!

He thought this person would be different.

But this guy also left him, took away his dagger, and just ran away by himself, abandoning him!

The boy clenched his hands, nails digging deep into his palms.

He looked at the young man below with a dark gaze, and the gloomy breath was smoldering in his eyes, stirring up.

why?

he thinks.

He was already struggling desperately.

But his life is like a toy in the hands of God, every time when he just got hope, he is ruthlessly snatched away.

He experienced this despair again and again.

The child's lower lip was already bleeding from his bite.

Gods... are they really worth believing in?

Whether it is him or his relatives, they have always believed in the gods devoutly.

But in the end it ended up so tragic.

why?

Why did the gods fool him like this, torture him, and take everything from him?

The bottomless abyss slowly emerged from the child's eyes, devouring the last faint luster deep in the dark blue eyes.

enough.

Enough is enough.

If gods are not worth believing in and can't help him, then he might as well use the power of evil gods!

Whether it's an evil god or a demon, as long as you give him the power to make people fear, let him take revenge——

"Novi!"

A voice came up from below the earth cliff, waking the child awake.

He was shocked to see that the boy he thought had left him and fled was still standing at the bottom of the cliff.

"Jump down, Novi!"

The boy raised his head, his bright eyes stared at him even in the dark, and he stretched out his hands to him.

"I'll catch you."

There seemed to be an indescribably tenacious and powerful force in the voice calling his name.

"Trust me, jump off!"