Steel Steam and Flame

　　 Inside the train carriage, only the girl with a dull-eyed knelt sitting on the spot. It took 14 seconds after Cassia fell, and then he remembered the extremely important thing, and his body still struggled to stand up. She wanted to sit down on her knees forever, just covering her eyes with her hands and crying loudly. But knowing that such a thing will never happen, and everything in the future will have to be handled by her herself.

　　 picked up the rough red cloth, it seemed that only the girl in the train was not affected by the weirdness. Is it because of natural system factors or other reasons? Maybe even the girl herself is not clear. The skull was carefully wrapped in cloth again, and the bagpipe-like sound gradually weakened as the red cloth was wrapped until it completely disappeared from the carriage.

　　 The girl put the wrapped skull and the thrown out clothes into a black box and put them on the side of the aisle. She walked to Cassia who fell on the ground, and also knelt down in front of Cassia's head, reaching out to turn Cassia's body over. However, the weight of the surgeon was too much for the girl, and after several attempts, no substantial effect was seen. In the end, the girl had to give up the tedious process and put her two small hands on Cassia's temples, rubbing them with her hands, and silently saying something in her mouth.

　　 But Cassia can't feel anything yet.

　　 When the scene appeared in his eyes, it was already pitch black. The sky was cold rain, and it hit his bare upper body and made him tremble. Not hitting the body, as if hitting in the heart of a person, this rain water also has a strange feeling and effect like the atmosphere in the train.

　　 Cassia looked around, but there was no light. After stepping on the foot, the ground is as hard as the rock, no longer the silt that makes people sink into. There is the sound of wind and the sound of rain pattering on the ground. The temperature should be a few degrees below zero, and the sky is also pitch black. In addition to the rain hitting him, Cassia can feel the obvious touch, as well as the heavy sensation of the ground under his feet, sight, smell, and even hearing. It seems that they have lost their original role.

　　 "Is this in the mud?" Cassia suddenly thought of this, and the darkness around him also gave him a familiar feeling at this time.

　　 A ball of flames "tightly" rose up in front of him, and the flame was like a cover made of light, struggling to support a small space in this dark world. Cassia stood there and looked at it for a while. It was a small fire, as long as there was a pit and a few burnable woods that could be built.

　　 During the observation period, there was no change in the fire, and no abnormal situation occurred. Cassia then moved and walked over. Entering the dim yellow light range of the flame, the temperature is also transmitted to him along with the light. The warmth around the fire was not the kind of fire he knew, it was much warmer than he thought. In other words, the things in this world are all things beyond his cognition, just like the sudden appearance of a fire.

The fire was in a simple shallow pit dug out rough, and a few pieces of wood burned very vigorously. The sparks followed the flames all the way to the darkness in the sky. Only then did they lose their bright red color and turn into gray-white embers. I don't know which corner of the surrounding darkness it fell on. The flames swaying from the wood and swaying in the wind are also strange things. The drizzle had no effect on it, and it was almost a minute before Cassia came to the side of the fire. However, the flames on the fire in front of them, and the red-burning wood under the flames, still maintained their original state, not a little reduced, and there was no way to increase them a little.

　　 Mars flew into the sky as usual, and there was still nothing else around. The rain that fell on Cassia also slowly reduced under the temperature passed by the flame, and then it was completely dried. The coldness on his body was completely removed, and in his astonishment, the power that had flowed out quickly recovered little by little.

　　 It should have reached a physical critical point, or the influence of external factors. At a certain moment when Cassia was staring at the fire, he did not know when another person appeared on the other side. I didn't feel the slightest abruptness, and didn't say that it appeared suddenly. Everything is natural, it should be such a process. Cassia couldn’t say anything surprised, on the contrary, she felt

It seems that it is inappropriate to appear here.

　　I am something that doesn't belong here, Cassia thought, the sludge swallowing myself is also the instinctive reaction of the world to the invasion of foreign objects. Just like the body catches a cold, there is something in the body to kill the pathogenic factors.

　　 "Hello, Mr. Gilly Dashinte, the thirteenth holy emperor?" Cassia moved his gaze from the flame to the person in front of him who had always been there.

　　 is not the imaginary look of gray hair, wrinkles on the face, and cloudy eyes. In sharp contrast, the person in front of him looks very young, and his body is still braving endless energy like heat. Wearing black combat clothing, and in some key positions on the body ~www.ltnovel.com~ like the heart, neck, elbows and knees, there are armor coated with strange symbols. I can't see the material of those armors. Although they have the texture and color of metal, in Cassia's eyes, they have something completely different from steel. That is the temperature, just like the temperature radiating from the fire in front of you, completely different from the unchanging cold feeling of steel itself.

The person opposite 　　 sits on a long rock that is arranged horizontally and serves as a seat. Two sturdy, muscular arms spreading from the belly of the fingers to the shoulders are placed on the knees of the feet, and the body is leaning toward the fire in a standard posture for warming. The flames reflected his face, which was still young like Cassia. The drizzle stopped, the flames grew a bit, and more sparks fluttered in Cassia's eyes.

　　 Hearing what Cassia said, the person on the other side just snorted coldly, like a golden iron cracking.

"Holy Emperor?" He said, "A puppet-like position is sometimes even worse than a puppet. For the puppeteer, they will also take time to repair the puppets they manipulate and give a lot of attention. But for The holy emperor is not as good as the domestic animals in captivity. In order to be competent for this position, you need to be extremely talented. And very talented people have matching ambitions. But the title of'Holy Emperor' is the best A binding cage. As a representative of the gods being enshrined, many things require attention, such as wine and color."

　　 "Give it to me for nothing, I'm not right." The man in front of him said, looking at Cassia at this time, "So you have recognized the wrong person, the little guy who hasn't broken out of the shell." (To be continued.)