The Enemy Always Wants to Pull Me into a Coffin

Towards noon, Crowvenson has already set up the venue with great action, and is making some adjustments in the details.

The area around Behemoth is a hundred miles away, and the military does not allow anyone to step into it, but such protection is actually useless, because Behemoth does not seem to be in the same world with them anymore. It is made of rocks and spars. The giant wolf will sleep for a long time, as long as the guardian's power is not weakened, he will not be exposed to danger.

Looking at the figure of the **** from a distance, I couldn't help but sigh slightly. He didn't know where his melancholy came from, and he couldn't share it with others, but he turned his head and saw the lich slowly coming with a simple staff.

"Lucy." I said hello. "Aren't you staying with Areci?"

The Lich shook his head slightly.

"I want to see the gods of the earth, I think he is very kind."

"It's a coincidence, I think so too."

The two children looked at the figure of the gods together for a while, and then I spoke first.

"Alessi is going to crown Dongdong. I just took a peek at the crown, which is exactly the same as in the movie!" He hesitated about what he thought, but he still asked, "Actually, I care a little bit. Did the werewolf king raised by Arecio really take revenge on Areci in the end? If it is true, then...too sad..."

The Lich listened quietly but attentively to what he said. After listening, he lowered his eyelashes lightly.

"I don't think, no, he must have understood everything in the end and cleared up his suspicion with Arecii."

I know this is just comfort, but he is still happy for this possible ending. He thanked Lucy, and then went back to the crowd. The Lich watched him leave and continued to turn back, looking at the gods of the earth.

What I said just now was really just comforting.

Because Alessio once talked to him about the future, while teaching her about death alone.

[It was killed in battle, the kid I saw older. 】

[I sent his crown back, and the werewolves thought it was me who killed him. 】

When Alessio said this, his expression was light, and there was not much sadness on his face. It may have been too long, so he won't be sad anymore.

[So, Lucy, starting from selfishness, I don't want to lose any of you again. 】

[These words, I will only tell you, because you are a lich, you are going to contact some death. 】

Lucy deeply remembers every word Arecio said. She has been diligent and hardworking, and perhaps luckily is a bit talented, and her learning progress is recognized by Arecio. She studies hard. If she has to give a reason, then it should be that she "does not want to die", plus a reason, it should be "I want to protect me and Helgodon from their death".

If he died, Alessi wouldn't say it, and she must be very, very sad in her heart.

So none of them can die.

"Lucy! The ceremony is about to begin! You need to be in the mirror!"

The cries came from far away, and the Lich Girl simply responded, and finally looked at the gods of the earth and turned away.

Hitomi is still in charge of the live broadcast of the coronation ceremony. He controlled the camera in the field with one hand, and he was also distracted to give a thumbs up to the live link forwarded by Areciou. Ruzius was one step ahead of him, refreshingly praised and forwarded, and then put away the light brain.

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Arecio didn't know the fighting inside, he was combing through the whole ceremony with Crawvenson. According to his idea, many links from the time when the Werewolf King was crowned ten thousand years ago were added to the ceremony. There are some unprecedented and urgent dress rehearsals. Fortunately, only the military media and military personnel are here. They are very good at following orders. It will look like it in a short time.

The camera walked through the field, dexterously shooting images that could be spread out at the moment, and one moved to Arecio's side. Arecio stopped talking, looked down at it, and the camera waved its metal wings at him.

[Ah ah ah ah ah for months! Finally saw Xixi Liao again! 】

[I live, I live, live for me! 】

[Wait for Xixi this bat wing! Bat wings ah ah ah! 】

[Damn the lens, bring me closer! Not enough to suck! 】

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[Front emoji pack! Has Mrs. Jingque produced a new one again? ! 】

The so-called Mrs. Jingsparrow in the barrage mouth, the full name of the Jingjing Sparrow, is known as a diehard loyal to the epic group, but there are also many other outputs. It has been popular since a few months ago, and now the emoji pack can occupy most of the federal light The legend of the brain. Almost everyone who is interested in dark creatures has bought this low-priced but very cute Sissy cat emoji pack. The emoji pack will continue to be updated, which is not too cost-effective.

I regained my brain and stared at the live broadcast interface, downloaded the new emoticon pack, and then poke Lucy next to him, Lucy also silently downloaded the new emoticon pack.

Arecio had no idea about this.

At noon, all personnel were in place, all arrangements were properly arranged, and the ceremony officially began. According to Arecio's plan, Helgodon needs to set out from here to the depths of the mountains like his ancestors. He had already walked early in person. Under the icy lake in the depths, there was a corolla woven by blue flowers unique to the snowy area. Helgodon had to overcome many difficulties to go there and bring the corolla back before he could be crowned. The qualifications of the werewolf king.

Alessio leaned over and touched Helgodon, who was regaining the appearance of a wolf pup. His cloak today was slanted on his right shoulder, covered with the dark patterns of roses, and the bat wings gathered behind his back, enough to show his solemnity.

"go."

The first one is light, the next one is heavy.

"go!"

With this sound of his landing, soldiers on all sides sounded cold weapons. The sound of the metal chirping, something is gradually rushing downwards on the distant mountains, the bright white lines are not light, but real ice and snow, the ice and snow rush downwards, the cold wind roars, and the snow shows its mighty power , As if waking up from a dream——

They sounded the cold winter.

Sen's cold air swept the venue, and some people had to raise their hands to resist. Even the audience across the screen seemed to feel the chill of the bone. Alessio's cloak was flying in the cold wind, but the wolf pup who had been lying beside him stood up and roared immaturely. His figure gradually began to swell, and finally appeared next to Areciou, a huge silver wolf, the silver wolf has clear frost wings, icy blue eyes reflecting the snowy cold wind.

His posture and movements gradually overlapped with the werewolf king in the movie, cautious and alert, fearless and deep. He ran forward without a companion, but everyone who was watching this scene felt that he did not seem to be alone at this moment. There were many invisible werewolf spirits running and calling with him, as if— —

The torrent of silver.

The Silver Wolf rushed between the mountains. He almost fell on the bottomless icy stream. He used all his strength to climb on the steep mountain wall. Before reaching the end, he was not allowed to use anything. Ability, this is a hard journey, but he runs more and more briskly.

He ran with the spirits of his ancestors, through the mountains, through the cliffs, through the layers of coniferous forest. Finally, a huge dark blue appeared on the white snowy ground, and the ice lake was near. A black sickle was inserted diagonally in the middle of the ice lake as a guide. When the silver wolf approached, the black sickle turned into a shadow and dissipated.

Helgodon gasped slightly, but he didn't rest, he let out a battle cry, then smashed the ice and sank into the depths. He didn't know how Arecio put the corolla here. The corolla sank in deep water, and the extreme cold had already embellished it with permanent crystals. Helgodong took the corolla and floated to the surface, and after throwing the corolla on his head, he ran back.

Alessio had been waiting for a long time. He stood in front of the crowned throne, holding the silver crown in his hands, watching the silver wolf panting slowly towards him. As the silver wolf walked, he gradually turned into a young man with wolf ears, and his clothes were dotted with silvery white fur. When he came to Arecio, his icy blue beast pupils still carried an undaunted youthful spirit.

Arecio thought of the child who had died in battle. He was holding the silver crown and without hesitation, he wanted to hand it to Helgodon. There are no werewolf elders here, and Helgodon should have a crown from him, and then crown himself.

He has never been greedy for power, and the regency is just a stopgap measure. Fortunately, Helgodon has not been grudged against him because of that period of history, which is enough.

The silver crown was about to be handed over to the wolf-eared boy, but the boy suddenly took the first step and removed the icy corolla from his head. Although he was a teenager, he was not much shorter than Arecio, so he just lifted his hand gently and sent the corolla smoothly on top of Arecio's head. Then he pulled up his fur cloak, half-kneeled on the ground, and lowered himself. Hold your head.

"As my teacher, like my father, like my friend..."

He still breaks sentences frequently when he speaks, but the scene gradually quieted down with his words.

"Glorious, my ally, please put on this corolla."

"Then, Alliance, please crown me."

"Acknowledge me as the Werewolf King."

"The Werewolf King, Helgodon!"

He lowered his head deeper, the wolf ears pressed to the sides, ready to accept the weight of the crown. Arecio was holding the crown, and he slowly opened his red eyes, remembering a little bit of the past that he chose to forget because of excessive sadness.

Ten thousand years ago, when he found the child raised by him on the battlefield, the opponent was taking his last breath. Obviously he was already the father of several wolf cubs, and those icy blue eyes were still full of bright youth.

The young werewolf king shook his ears slightly, which was a kind and friendly expression. He slowly took off the crown, and then handed it to Arecio.

[I never hated you one day. 】

[My alliance. 】

In his memory, he tremblingly took the crown, but in reality, he was putting the crown on the head of the new king. The wolf's ears moved, and after several struggles, he finally achieved some kind of coordination with the crown. Helgodon raised his head, the icy blue eyes of the beast were clear, and a little bit of fangs was happily exposed.

"Areci!" He yelled, then stood up, "Is it over?"

Arecio regained his senses, and suddenly Crawvenson's voice came out next to him.

"Wait, wait! Take a few more pictures! Move around, yes! That's great!"

"Is there anyone else to take a group photo? Come on, take it together, don't take it twice."

"Marshal Olsen, will you line up? I saw you jumped in."

Don't be too happy! He likes this kind of activity the most. No matter how high the stage is, he climbs up directly. Not only does he have to take a group photo, he also has to take a selfie by La Helgodon or Arecio alone, while shooting, while emphasizing the angle of the camera. .

"Wow, Dongdong, you are good at it. Putting your paw over there just covers your face."

"Lucy, you're on your side, you look thin like this, yes yes yes!"

He took a bunch of photos enthusiastically, then selected them carefully and posted them in the dynamic. He greeted everyone he knew around him, and others reposted them. After a few months, I finally airborne the hot search again.

I immediately added a new activity.

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Shu Tan, this emoji package he had planned for a long time, and finally sent it out!

Arecio finally got rid of this lively ocean, and he breathed a sigh of relief. He was really not used to too noisy occasions. However, he looked at me like a fish in water, and his heart moved slightly.

"...What are you thinking?"

There was a voice, and Arecio knew that it was a neurosis without raising his head, so he frankly said.

"After thinking about things to do, we must first go to the temple. I think I seem to be very familiar with public opinion. Maybe he can help with some problems."

"This time you advocate live broadcast of the ceremony, is that the first step?" Ruzius asked.

"Well, I do think so, but I don't have a clue as to how to go after that." Arecio is really struggling with this kind of thing, "Of course I can try to interact more, but more..."

Ruzius knew he was not good at this, so he nodded.

"Then leave it to me. It's okay to have you appear on the scene, but it's just a show..." He paused, and forcibly changed his words, "Show daily."

He swears with all his cat emoticons that he will show off very well.

Alessio didn’t know that he secretly made this vow. He was still thinking, and a spark of inspiration flashed in his mind. He tried hard to catch it, but it was always close to him. He almost wanted to scratch his head. .jpg, and suddenly heard the neuropathy say.

"In addition to daily life, you can also make some small scripts, don't have to deliberately act, I will..."

"Wait!" Arecio grabbed the little inspiration, "Script! You say script!"

"……Correct."

"Script! I mean script!" He was excited. "Freedom drama on the streets! Carnival!"

The grandest festival of their time was the carnival. After the death day was dedicated to the dead, the living would take their scripts to the streets the next day to perform. Maybe the costumes are ridiculous, maybe the plot is awkward, but everyone will play and show their stories as much as they want. On this day, all theater troupes will also be open for free, and they will perform a series of classic plays like flowing water. People laugh or cry along with the plot of the story, expressing the infinite joy of being a living, and will not disperse until the night parade. , This is the carnival.

There are many masterpieces in these plays that have been circulating for hundreds of years. What Arecio remembers most clearly is that the tragedy "Girl and Death" that he watched with the neurosis was performed by the largest Xinghui troupe at the time, and the performance was unprecedented.

The current neuropathy hasn't fully recovered his memory, and he doesn't remember that they watched the tragedy together, but Arecio didn't want to reveal too much, so he just asked.

"What do you think is the promotion of Revival Carnival as a theme?"

Brilliant idea.

After ten thousand years, the world's entertainment is extremely developed, and he is quite yearning for all kinds of ten thousand years ago. Ruzius can predict that once this proposal appears, it will definitely be strongly supported and implemented.

"Very good. I think I can discuss it with Andre. The success of Hitomi's previous movie has already explained the demands of people at the moment."

This idea was recognized, and Arecio finally breathed a sigh of relief. Just thinking of the play, his gaze crossed the crowd and paused slightly on the Lich.

The tragedy he thought of before had a prototype, and the prototype was his two friends.

"Girl and Grim Reaper".

The princess and the dragon.