Be dragged into the room by the succubus

The shocking development in front of him is not over yet, and even greater uneasiness reverberates in Ning Feng's heart.

Who will be the next carrier?

Reinhardt didn't cooperate with him. Although he controlled Karl, he didn't destroy Karl's last soul together with the sword spirit of the gods.

The king finally relented.

Reinhardt pardoned his knight.

Even though the knight turned his sword on him, the king forgave him and let the knight disappear after apologizing.

This is not in line with the originally agreed plan. Ning Feng feels a little regretful about this, but he doesn't actually have much resentment in his heart.

This is their world after all.

It is the fateful entanglement between them and the gods.

After all, Ning Feng is just an outsider.

Even if he got mixed into this river of fate now, what could he do?

What right do you have to give pointers?

No.

He can be the booster of these poor people's fate, but now he is not suitable to be the creator of their fate.

At least for now, a self-proclaimed hero status is not enough.

not qualified.

Those who are truly qualified have already made their own decisions.

Perhaps because the impact of the last words was too great, the King of Skeletons kept the gesture of embracing his friend just now, standing silently in place.

Looking at Reinhardt who remained motionless after Carl disappeared, Ning Feng didn't know what to say.

Reinhardt II is the king of these people.

If there is a concept of the so-called son of the world in this country at this moment, then he undoubtedly belongs to this destiny.

On his shoulders is the painful fate of the millennium.

When he was alive, he was the hero king in the hearts of the people.

After death, he is the gravekeeper who guards these broken worlds.

A person waits alone for death to swallow him up, looking forward to burying the last piece of soil for this world.

Every time he looks at the sun and the moon in the sky, he is looking at the gods.

Facing that person hanging high above the sky, silently accumulated anger in his heart.

Ning Feng's words were not the real reason for Reinhardt to choose revenge, those words were just an opportunity.

It was just an opportunity to erupt an anger that he thought he had forgotten.

In terms of disgust and anger towards this false god, no one in this world can match Reinhardt.

And at this moment, even he can bear it, is there anyone else who can give pointers?

No.

Ning Feng turned his eyes away from the sad king who had lost his friend, and began to search for traces of false gods around him.

Neither Reinhardt nor Carl needed pity and comfort.

At the funeral of a knight, flowers are never needed, and the best compliments are always broken armor and swords.

For Karl, his behavior itself is the best proof.

And looking at the lonely back that was pierced to the ground by the spear of god at this moment, like a monument.

What can I say?

Any language is false at this time.

He lost his best friend, and Ning Feng couldn't do anything to relieve his pain.

Continue to provoke his anger?

I'm afraid it's going too far, so it's better not to add fuel to the fire.

Let him digest it all by himself.

As for how the world will be...

let it go.

Even if it is completely destroyed, then be destroyed.

not my business.

[Hehe, what about the man who never admits defeat~ Are you arrogant? 】

The expression on his face was stiff because of Ariana's ridicule, and Ning Feng clenched his fists.

Fist hard!

[Isn't it good to admit that I am envious of such emotions?I envy their unconditional mutual trust and belief in sacrifice for each other. 】

[Or are you afraid that your heart will be discovered by others? 】

【I said~ It’s good to hide your heart all the time, but you also have to be careful not to really forget your true heart. 】

[When no one in the world can see through your heart, it will be very lonely. 】

Although there seemed to be some deep meaning in Ariana's words, Ning Feng's answer to this was still the same as before.

"……To shut up."

I am not a patient, and you are not a psychiatrist. No one needs you to help me interpret my heart at this time!

[Oh ho, people care so much about me, yet you still kill me!Then I'm going to cry, okay? 】

Threat.

This is an undisguised threat!

【Are you sure you don't want to apologize? 】

"...Please shut up, thank you!"

The vicious answer made Ariana shake her head in joy and laugh silently.

Well, it can be regarded as the use of modest words.

Without hearing the head-scratching cry, Ariana disappeared without a sound, and Ning Feng secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

I'm afraid there is something wrong with this woman...

Every time I have to scold you to be obedient, are you normal?

Instead of thinking about how to fight wits and courage with Ariana in the future, Ning Feng concentrated on another matter.

"Where did he go?"

What about false gods?

He didn't think that the other party, who had already sobered up a lot, could bear it, and he would definitely come back with revenge.

That is, I don't know how it will be done.

Who will it be through?

call……

A slight sound caused Ning Feng's tense nerves to explode instantly. He raised his sword and looked to the side suddenly.

Seeing the illusory and transparent figure wearing the queen's crown, he was looking at Reinhardt with a sad face.

!!!

Is this the queen?

A ridiculous idea flooded Ning Feng's mind.

Before he could speak, Ning Feng saw the queen's illusory eyes.

Calm, but sad.

But in the deepest part, there seemed to be a flash of scarlet.

"........."

Ning Feng narrowed his eyes and clenched his fists again, he felt absurd from the bottom of his heart.

Destiny really likes to play tricks on Reinhardt...

Just forced his best friend to death with his own hands, but now he wants to attack his queen?

Gee!

"What the hell kind of black comedy is this!"

……

……

While Ning Feng was constantly searching for the other party, Fulan, who had fallen into a coma on the tall tower in the distance, opened his eyes silently.

Eyeballs moved slightly, "she" looked at the back of Xilin who was watching the changes in the sky beside her, her eyes lit up with indifferent scarlet!

It is exactly the same as the blood moon in the sky.

Her upper body was raised at an anti-human angle, and she sat up directly from the ground without making any sound during the whole process.

Fran's eyes seemed a little confused, but she quickly regained her composure, raising her right hand and pointing like a knife.

Looking at the slender and weak fingers shining with metallic light, the nails became surprisingly sharp.

Standing up silently, without moving a single breath of air, she stabbed Shirene's back with all her strength without hesitation! ! !

Clang! ! !

But before the gleaming nails pierced Shirene's body, they hit an invisible barrier half a meter away from her back.

The blood burst, and Fran's fingers were twisted and deformed under the huge impact, but her expression did not change at all, and she continued to attack!

boom.

The figure that had just taken a step was directly blasted away, and Fran was slammed heavily on the wall behind her.

boom!

"cough!"

The breath of fresh blood gushed out of his mouth, and this already weak body almost fell into a coma.

"I say……"

With her back turned to the back, Shirin, who seemed to be ignorant of Fran's actions, turned her head slowly.

"Is this how you vampires repay your savior?"

I helped you anyway, the first thing you did when you woke up was to backstab me?

Are you polite?

"If you hadn't set restrictions on you in advance, you would have almost succeeded."

Shirin looked at Fran curiously, but she didn't expect that the other party would attack her savior.

Looking at Fran who stared at her silently indifferently, Shirene raised her brows.

Ok?

Something feels wrong?

Fran didn't look like she was in chaos, she was very clear-headed.

But the more this happened, the more awkward Shirin felt.

What's the situation?

This look of not knowing myself...

If it was Fran from before, she would definitely not have this attitude after waking up.

When she found out that she was not dead, and was even rescued by the maid she had coerced before, she would definitely not be so calm.

Even if Fran doubted the world on the spot, Shireen would not be surprised.

And now, Fran is so calm?

Keenly observing the details of the opponent's body, Shirene was sure that the opponent had not been dropped, and was still the assassin she had rescued.

"You, don't you remember what happened before?"

There was still no answer, and Shirene felt that the current situation was even more special.

Amnesia?

It's not like, the other party doesn't have the emptiness and fear of losing memory, it's too calm.

Now, there is a second possibility, and it has a high probability of being the truth.

"Do you have a dual personality?"

That's right, this is the most reliable conclusion Shirin can think of at the first time.

Xilin is not Ning Feng, she has very limited channels for obtaining information, and she has not obtained any information related to the gods. In addition, she knows better than Ning Feng that the gods have disappeared for a long time, and she will not go there to think about it.

Naturally, she regarded Fran's current situation as some kind of self-protection mechanism after exercise.

For example, when some organizations cultivate killers or some "props" for exclusive occasions, they will set up some triggerable mechanisms in their souls.

For a high-level awakened person who can manipulate the spiritual lineage of the soul, this is not difficult.

And Fran didn't say a word, she lowered her body and attacked Shirene again.

boom!

Once again bombarded by the magic imprisoned on the wall, Shirene really felt strange now.

"Your defensive personality is not very good. Can you still not tell the difference between the enemy and us?"

Even if you are in your prime, sister, I can handle you easily, not to mention your miserable appearance now.

Do not die?

Being trained as a dead soldier?

Staggering, the bones connected by Shirene broke again, and Fran limped towards the enemy again.

Gee.

"It's getting annoying."

He waved at the almost powerless girl assassin, and the spell that he had been silently preparing since turning around took effect instantly.

【Confinement】

Unexpectedly, the spell that was supposed to take effect instantly stagnated for a moment, and it barely succeeded until it triggered several different restrictions set in advance.

click.

Frowning, Shirene didn't expect such a near-miss situation to happen.

"The organization that cultivated you buried special props in your body?"

If it hadn't been for not letting down her vigilance according to her previous habits, something would have gone wrong here for Shirene.

Fortunately, it seems that I have a better skill.

Do you think it's too much to guard against an assassin who is almost incapable of fighting?

Have it?

Isn't it just setting three trigger-type restrictions on her body, letting her swallow a special drug, and finally setting a little hint on her soul that she can't attack others?

It's already very simple!

Isn't this a common practice?

There is one thing that needs to be emphasized again, although Xilin looks more and more like an idiot little girl in front of Ning Feng.

but!

That was just the true self revealed by Ning Feng's side. In front of other people, she was still the mature and mysterious legendary alchemist.

She's not evil, but she's definitely not good either.

With more than 200 years of experience, she has seen all kinds of strange people in her adventures.

It is not uncommon to repay kindness with revenge, and she has seen even more outrageous things.

She has never let go of her defensiveness.

Taking a step closer, Shirene looked at Fran who was maintaining a strange posture in front of her, trying to find some information from her.

An organization that can bury props in the body of a fourth-order awakened person will definitely not be a small organization.

The four eyes met, and the scarlet eyes that had been indifferent suddenly changed, and Fran rolled her eyes upwards as if she was in a coma.

Uh?

Without knowing what happened, Shirene suddenly heard a muffled sound.

thump.

From the depths of the tower under their feet, there was a sound like a heartbeat.

"What's underground in this tower?"

dong dong.

"Is that the legendary Pope?"

Who is it?

Why is the uneasiness in my heart getting worse now?

The sound of heartbeat became louder and louder.

Boom boom boom!

And in the deepest part of the church tower, there was a change.

There is no second legend that Shirin is worried about, and there is no "legendary pope" that she can take seriously.

In this lightless, purely dark space, there is only a sarcophagus roughly carved out of rock.

And that heartbeat sound came from inside the sarcophagus!

A group of clergymen in red robes were distributed in the room in a kneeling posture, with everyone's heads pointing at the sarcophagus in the center of the room.

They've lost their lives, real or fake alike, utterly lost.

And in the center of their worship, the pope, wearing a pure white robe, put the scepter in his hand representing the god-given scepter on the sarcophagus, pressing out thin cracks.

With every beating of the heart, the crack on the sarcophagus will expand a bit.

And with the last violent beating like an explosion, the first ray of light appeared in the dark room.

From that gap, a red light shines out!

But at the moment when the sarcophagus was about to shatter, a figure appeared beside the sarcophagus without a sound.

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