Chapter 548
Darkness, the darkness at the end cannot be seen, and consciousness seems to have ceased in this brief moment.
Am I dead?
This is Loren's a single thought and the only thing he can think of.
My last memory is that Edward's stabbing sword penetrated his chest and fell into the torrent of the sewer, and then... there was nothing left.
Everything is as perfect as what I planned, all in my own expectations;
If you want to make the night watchman and everyone believe that you are really dead, of course you need to be precise Planning and arrangement-Edward's sword technique is very superb, and only he can perfectly avoid all fatal injuries while hitting the heart, and Broken Sword can also guarantee that it will not cause penetrating wounds.
They will doubt Edward, but it is impossible to find evidence; then the most important point... What Eckhardt II wants to do is to use his own life to deter the forces in the Imperial Capital, and Not really killing oneself.
Speaking of which is very humiliating, but...this is indeed the only one key factor that can keep you alive and keep Edward alive.
Rout Infinite, Eckhardt II... They have no direct reason to kill themselves, and some things can’t be put on the table; officially because they got it right. , The next plan can be implemented.
Reckless and impulsive, never belong to a wizard; careful planning and enough courage are the key to turning the situation around.
I planted the fire and completed the 1st Step of overthrowing Rutte Infinite; it was a pity that he failed to kill him, but it was also part of the plan.
Of course, it is impossible not to pay the price... and now I am suffering the consequences of all this.
The body is getting colder and colder, and I can't feel the temperature more and more, and my consciousness is getting more and more blurred. I can only feel that everything in front of me is gradually blurred, dim, and dark.
Why... it seems that even the memory is starting to blur?
I...Isn’t going to be really going to die...
The blurry picture keeps flashing in front of my eyes, illogical and chaotic... Everything seems familiar, but Can't remember at all.
Falling, falling continuously, boundless darkness...no light, no sound, no temperature.
I...Is this falling into the dream world?
Suddenly, the fall stopped and everything calmed down...Although I can't see the familiar picture, it feels so comfortable and pleasant; I insist on describing it, just like the moment before a deep sleep .
There is nothing more comfortable and relaxing than this.
At the moment when everything was stable, Loren seemed to hear something vaguely...like something was moving, and it felt as if he had heard it somewhere.
Soon, the voice gradually became louder and clearer, and Loren finally remembered-this is the sound of the dam's flood discharge!
The darkness of boundless is receding like a flood, and the black hair wizard, who is still falling just now, feels that he is rising! Like the ground underfoot, the entire world is moving upwards with itself!
At the moment of rapid rise, the air pressure seems to be rising rapidly; the black hair wizard only feels that his whole person is about to be squashed, and he can't even breathe, even a finger is impossible to move even a little bit!
Wait, why... I know this?
Why... I... seem to be familiar with these?
Who am I...?
"Loren ·Torino."
In the dark, the voice is unusually clear.
Like waking up from a dream, Loren suddenly opened his eyes!
The familiar study room, the fireplace, the Wimpal Academy at midnight outside the window...sit in a comfortable chair in front of the fireplace, and Dalton Kander, who is sitting opposite, is watching with the eyes of the first encounter between the two With oneself.
"Guide, mentor..."
"Your expression is confused, this is good." Dalton Kander's voice is as harsh as always, like a blade: "This shows... You finally start to realize that you are in this world."
"Not early, not too late, just right."
Loren eyebrows raised, with a puzzled expression.
"Anyone who comes into contact with the void and becomes a wizard has had ambitions-longing for power, longing for change, longing to make himself no longer himself." Dalton's tone is as cold as ice:
"But in the end...these ambitions will dissipate, why?"
This is not the question, but the answer-Loren slightly nodded: "Because of the power of the void, because of the self that has been shattered again and again."
If you want to gain more power and have a better understanding of the void, you must construct your own theory again and again to form new ideas and destroy the previous...This process is no less than one time Life and Death Wheel back.
The more powerful the wizard is, the more this process will be repeated...Gradually, as the number of reincarnations increases and age increases, they will become more and more indifferent to the world.
Such indifferent emotions make them have lower and lower demand for reality, as long as they are alive-in the eyes of outsiders, this is weakness, and they can even compromise when possible.
"Yes, but not all of them." Dalton continued to open the mouth and said: "There are still people...in reincarnation, not changing their original intentions, clinging to their own ambitions, doing the most desperate at all costs Fight."
Loren's dark eyes flickered slightly, and he thought of several people.
Corona Master and Albert Tower Master Luo are both counted as one.
Peter, Dean of Wimpal Academy, barely counts as half.
"Your problem lies in yourself." Dalton stared at the black hair wizard, his eyes became painful and depressed: "Your physique allows you to blur the edges of void and matter; your will is Not only did the reincarnation not dissipate, but it became stronger and stronger!"
"You desperately suppress your impulse and sensibility, in exchange for the madness under reason-your strength is based on your ability Do what others dare to think but dare not do; even if it takes your life to complete it, you can be cautious to the point of foolproof."
"That means...Am I wrong?" Loren Muttered in a low voice.
"right and wrong, but also in relative terms." Dalton shook his head: "I am accustomed to following the rules, I am accustomed to being reasonable, afraid of injury and setbacks, I hope everything becomes orderly, fear of injury and pain..."
"It’s all right to think...but it doesn’t mean it’s wrong to break the rules and refuse order..." Dalton said blankly:
"Who told you , You can’t Sovereign your own destiny?"
"Who told you that you must be submissive and patient with the powerful?"
"Who told you that you can’t be the one who Sovereign the fate of others , So that they can no longer interfere with anything about you?"
Loren eyebrows raised: "Sounds...like a lunatic?"
"It is true...this is tantamount to death , It doesn’t seem like there is any probability of success...but, it’s okay!"
Loren's eyes widened suddenly and his body was shocked!
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
I'm still alive...
I'm not dead? !
Loren stared wide-eyed with anxiety, his mind is blank, only shock and disbelief are left. He can only feel his hands and feet cold, and it is impossible to move even a little bit.
Just when he was still shocked by this incident, he did not notice that there was a group of people around him who were more shocked than him.
"He is awake!"
"He, he is still alive?!"
"This kid is not dead? I saw him breathe out with my own eyes. My own eyes!"
"Holy Cross, fraud, fraud, fraud... corpse!"
Opening his eyes desperately, Loren saw a group of people around him , Yelling.
It's noisy... Loren, who is dizzy, can't help gritting his teeth.
The feeling of shaking, and the muddy air...self, is this on the boat?
That's right, I should have fallen into the Jewel River when I came out of the sewer. When I was unconscious, I surfaced on the river and was rescued by them by chance.
Well, it should be like this.
Without speaking, Loren had already figured it out. He lifts the head and looked towards the man in front of him with a blindfold, sloppy, and a wooden prosthetic leg.
Looking very vicious, didn't expect a good person...Loren thought.
"That, please..." The chapped and numb lips made it extremely difficult for the black hair wizard to speak: "Where is this?"
"Oh...that, We are the Black Sparrow!"
The one-eyed man with broken legs trembled and seemed to be afraid to step forward: "I am the captain of this ship, Ed, and they all call me black blind! "
While talking, he also "enthusiastically" took something out of his arms.
It’s just how...like a knife?
"Beat, beat, beat, beat... Robbery!"