The Enemy Always Wants to Pull Me into a Coffin

"This is just the first step." I said. He has been operating the pupil account for many years and is almost an external image ambassador for the headquarter of the childcare center. He is well versed in the operation process.

"Presumably, some negative deeds of dark creatures will be exposed one after another. In the end, there should be one thing that can shake the current dark creature protection system." At this point of analysis, I raised my head and looked at Arecio, "But Sisi , The other side seems confident, but I can’t think of what it is that can shake this protection system that has existed since the beginning of the new era.”

The biggest negative news that the opposite can come up with is nothing more than dark creatures hurting people or even killing people. It's not that life is disrespectful, but in my opinion, such news can't shake the protected status of dark creatures in the face of the flood of light in the entire world.

Alessio nodded slightly, agreeing with my analysis. If it hadn't been for a series of things on the northern front, Arecio would probably not be able to figure out what the hidden cards of the temple were, but he knew it now.

"I, I ask you, why are dark creatures protected?"

"Because... to maintain the balance of light and darkness in the world." I replied. Suddenly, he realized something and asked in disbelief, "Is there any other way in the temple to balance light and darkness? But this is not us. Are they doing something? They...The Three Pillars of Darkness..."

Seeing that I was almost in chaos, Arecio did not sell anymore. It's no wonder that it is really unexpected. It should be said that anyone with a little empathy would never expect that the temple would adopt such a cruel approach.

That is, stepping on the bones and freedom of dark creatures, in exchange for all the remaining people to receive transformation.

After listening to Alessio's explanation, I can't speak for a long time. This is really ridiculous, but it is actually a little bit feasible.

As long as the dark creatures are sacrificed, the temple's plan is as long as the dark creatures are sacrificed. After the success of this plan, there will no longer be a privileged class like the current dark creatures. Everyone can survive in the bright and overflowing world, and may be able to live very well.

I can't refute this plan, but he feels sorry for the dark creatures in this plan.

"Sixi, I... this plan is feasible, I have to admit it."

"Yes, but it's only limited to'feasible'." Arecio smiled almost mockingly, "I, keep your position, it is not shameful for the dark creatures to want to live freely, and you feel sick about this plan. Shameless, who stipulates that a few people should sacrifice for the great majority?"

"Ten thousand years ago, the temple was best at finding the so-called last resort, but now it is obvious that there is an optimal solution for the recovery of the three pillars. Why should we choose such an extreme and troublesome way?" He sneered at his lips. The smile widened, "I just want power. For power, we must walk the most rugged road, must sacrifice all enemies, and finally become the only noble savior..."

"The careful thinking of the temple, I'm tired of seeing it."

When he said this, I felt the dark cloud in my heart dissipated in an instant, and he wrinkled his nose, expressing disgust.

"shameless."

"..." Yes, sharp evaluation.

"Sisi, can you turn me around? On the top of my head." I was next to Arecio, as if he looked at Lucy that day, he felt that Arecio was always full of courage. He didn't know what could defeat Areci, even if he was in hell, Areci would surely be able to walk calmly, right?

His dreams are getting more and more frequent. It's not that he hasn't seen Noah's. Noah just said that his brain waves did become more active during sleep, but he took soothing drugs and tried related therapies, and there was no improvement. , I did not let my nurturer and Noah speak out about this matter.

Arecio looked at him, saw no one in the world, tried a few times without being proficient, and turned his hands a few times.

In the end, he shook his hand on top of my head like throwing water.

"Speaking of which, I have always been curious about one thing."

"What?" I said immediately, "Is it about me?"

"Yes. I haven't been to Beizhu City in the East ten thousand years ago, and I don't know much about that one, so I'm a little curious, why, as a zombie, you can become an emperor. Is it inheritance?"

"Ah, this." I laughed, "Actually, I haven't actually seen that scene, but the emperor's change is usually indicated by the mysterious bird, which is the one on my back."

"It is said that after the death of the previous emperor, it will turn into a mysterious bird, fly to the next emperor, and attach to the new emperor. In my case, the race is more special. Zombies are inherited by the blood of zombies. , I can be regarded as a new generation of zombies born from the residual blood of the previous era after the fire and rain. Originally, they were protected in the sarcophagus, but one day, the mysterious bird fell on my sarcophagus."

Arecio thought about the scene for a while, and found it very romantic.

"Xuanniao chose you."

"Yes, but it can't get in, it screams in a hurry."

"..."

Even if it was formed by the emperor of the previous generation, the sarcophagus is too difficult for others!

I spread my hand out, "So I became the emperor, but I was still protected and nursed in the sarcophagus. I didn’t come out of the sarcophagus until the last ten years. There was a Dai emperor outside in the previous years, waiting for me. It’s already democratic when I came out. I, 嘤嘤, have not enjoyed the treatment of the emperor for a day, and I have become a mascot.

That's really a pity.

It was the off-duty time set by the childcare center, and I accompanied Arecio to the cafeteria to pack some snacks, and then waved goodbye to Arecio.

"I will keep staring here, Xixi, don't worry."

He has always been reliable, and Arecio is not too worried. Watching me disappear around the corner, Alessio narrowed his eyes and sent a message to his caregiver, Ai.

[Arecio: Ai Li, can you contact my educator? Ask me what happened over there recently, I feel that his mental state is not good. 】

[Aili: Received! 】

Before Arecio got home, Eri quickly sent the result of the inquiry. Because it was Arecio who asked, my educator didn't conceal too much, but also conveyed his concerns to Arecio.

Turning off the light brain, Arecio pondered for a while. He recalled the more complicated look in the eyes of a neuropathy several times, what the neuropathy should know.

After all, ten thousand years ago, neurosis went to Beizhu City.

***

My caregiver glanced at the curtain. The little drum bag seemed to be sleeping peacefully, but the instrument showed that the other party's dreams were very active. She sighed, knowing that those dreams might not be good dreams, otherwise I would wake up early in the morning and would not sit in silence for a while to put on a smile. She feels sorry for this child and can only hope that Arecio can find a way.

I, sinking in my dream, almost thought that I had gone through another person's life.

In the dream, a mysterious bird fell on the baby in the swaddle, so the green single-character name was immediately abandoned. The parents sent away their child in panic while crying, and the baby was taken into the fortified palace.

Then, at the age of five to open the domain, ten years old to listen to politics, and fifteen years old, the emperor has become the backbone of this country.

The emperor’s domain was too strong, so powerful that once opened, even if the outside world flooded the sky, Beizhu City could be too safe and happy. The city has become a completely worry-free peach blossom source. There is no need to worry about anything. The emperor will protect everything. People think so, and it is natural to be grateful.

However, even the emperor chosen by Xuanniao would still die.

A kind of shadow looms over the city, and the stronger the domain, the more reluctant people are to the emperor. The emperor was also gentle with people. He assured people that he would live as long as possible, would not do dangerous things, and would always stay in the heavily guarded palace. He promised this, but his heart could not stop looking at the sky outside. Sometimes a wisp of wind moved the curtain in the palace, and he wondered where the wind came from, how many prosperous lands he had passed through, and how many interesting people he had seen. .

But he can't go, he is the emperor, and he has to respond to the expectations of the people.

The people racked their brains, and finally, they invented a way to trade a short sacrifice for a long time——

Elixir of death.

The people who were sacrificed were full of joy; the people who made the pills mumbled words; the attendant who delivered the medicine, with tears in his eyes, bowed down and sent the pills to the emperor——

[Please, take the medicine. 】

Take medicine for the people, take medicine for Beizhu City, and take medicine for the lasting prosperity of the Eastern branch!

The crimson pill, one by one, in exchange for the thousand-year prosperous age of Beizhu City. The emperor was sitting on a high throne, with a pair of black bird ornaments holding beads behind him, he was in a trance, and there was disgusting blood in his throat.

He is not taking pills, he is clearly eating human lives!

But the person who is sacrificed doesn't care, the whole people don't care, how can he, the beneficiary of longevity, be qualified to care.

[I wish you all the best. 】

Wow, the courtiers bowed to him.

[Long live you. 】

Wow, the people prayed to him.

What can the emperor say? The wind in the distance can't send any new news. The emperor sits in the exquisite courtyard, with brocade clothes and silk threads, his eyes half closed.

He could only hear things outside of Beizhu from his subordinates who were reading the news from the outside world.

In the dream I had today, the emperor was behind the curtain, and the minister chanting the news stood in the courtyard.

[So, the kinsmen began to enter the city in large numbers. Of course, in order to match the game of the second-generation blood clan Theo, they hid their identities, and the entire royal city seemed to have never happened, but in fact it had already been eaten away. 】

The emperor listened, listening to this tragic story, he had anticipated a more tragic ending.

【however……】

The minister used a twist here.

[The young king was successfully transformed into a blood clan. After the second-generation blood clan ended the game and left, he began to massacre the invading army in the city. 】

The emperor's pupils suddenly widened, and he slowly raised his head, looking straight at the courtier who was reading the news.

and then? What happened to the young king?

The courtier showed a very disapproving expression. What the king did obviously violated the normal values ​​of their subjects in Beizhu City.

[After releasing all the ordinary subjects out of the city, the young king burned the city to ruins. 】

The heart was trembling, and the emperor heard the wind from far away again. He never knew that there are people who have such great determination and courage, willing to shatter everything and move towards a new life.

He envied this gorgeous courage.

【His Majesty? 】

The courtier thought his silence was anger, and immediately became cautious.

[Such evil things, will you stop reading them in the future? 】

The clouds are steaming, the woods are verdant, and the emperor looks down.

【Do not. 】

[Please tell me more. 】