Chapter 804
The boundless darkness, there is no light, but it doesn’t feel dim at all;
The sleeping consciousness slowly wakes up again, opened his eyes and looked towards the dome .
It was a round of burning, black sun; even if you look directly, it doesn't feel dazzling at all.
The consciousness between the trances began to turn, and subconsciously began to mobilize my thoughts and senses.
Chacal can even feel his pupils shrinking slightly, pressing his chest with his open palms, and feeling the powerful beating.
This beating that should have stopped a long time ago.
Not only that, he found that his body was actually intact, and even completely restored to the state before it was corrupted by the Holy Blood Potion, without even a trace of scars.
Where am I... on earth?
The empty and flat ground, the boundless darkness, the broken walls, the invisible abyss...and the dark sun above.
Darkness, coldness, and silence.
It's so dark, but it's not scary at all.
"...My dream world."
A familiar voice made Chakal retract his gaze, looking straight ahead within both eyes, reflecting a familiar silhouette with his back Looking at yourself with both hands.
"Loren...Torino?"
The trance consciousness does not seem to be very confident in his own judgment.
"Exactly." The black hair wizard slightly smiled.
Chakar frowned slightly, looking at everything around him; although he didn’t know much about why he appeared here, but...
"Can I think, I'm already dead in your hands?"
The black hair wizard hesitated, but still shook his head:
"It depends on how you define the concept of'death' Now."
Chakal was confused, expressing hope to hear the details.
"After drinking the Holy Blood Potion, your body and consciousness were corroded by the Holy Blood Potion at the same time, and at the same time, you became part of the Evil God's body... It’s a crazy practice that also makes you become It’s hard to be killed." Loren opened the mouth and said faintly:
"I have tried it once in the previous battle; the result is that unless you directly obliterate all the Void Power on your body, no matter how you kill it. How many times you die, you can still be resurrected."
"After starting the blood sacrifice, the Void Power in your body has grown to a certain realm; under such preconditions, I want to kill you. …It is almost impossible to accomplish."
so that's how it is.
Chakar's eyes did not show the slightest violence, but a trace of interest appeared: "So...how did you do it?"
The black hair wizard shook the again head.
"I didn't do it, and it's impossible to do it." sighed then said, Loren's expression was a little emotional: "It's the master of Harimvan Assama."
"He used a method I didn't understand to gradually transform you from being in the void into a life more in line with the material world. This gave me a chance, a chance to be a critical strike."
Chakar face doesn't change, quietly listening to how his opponent defeated him, and even nodded.
In any case, at this moment, I have been completely defeated; here is the opponent's "dream world", no matter how you resist, it is impossible to have any effect.
Since it is impossible to resist, why not just give up completely and enjoy the last moments of leisure before death?
"...My original plan was to behead you and then drag you in here, but it failed;" Shrugged, Loren chuckled lightly:
"Although Lu Stern appeared suddenly, but to some extent... he might have saved my life."
"Then, the giant dragon appeared." Chakal spoke softly, with a calm voice. There was even a little smile in it: "I guess, that should be a surprise for you too?"
"Yes." The black hair wizard was slightly nodded.
Yes, if you don’t count the same "turn up without being invited", His Royal Highness who intends to grab merit.
"With the help of giant dragon Mirasis, you can finally weaken your Void Power as much as possible, and at the same time attract most of your attention, so that you have no time to take care of an unremarkable existence." Loren opened the mouth and said: "At the same time, get enough time to prepare for a dream of...sane dreams that can cover your whole body."
"The effect of this spell is to block out all the void in the range in an instant. Power...Of course, it is time-limited."
"Only in this way can you gain a momentary opportunity to seize the little bit of consciousness you have hidden in the Evil God's body, and then drag Enter my dream world."
"An instant?"
Chacal's voice revealed surprise, and he couldn't help raising his voice: "Just to fight for this moment. Opportunity, you can bet all your chips and make such a huge sacrifice?"
"No."
Loren interrupted him: "You are the opposite."
Huh?
"It should be a bet on all the chips, a huge sacrifice, and only a momentary opportunity." In a low voice, Loren raised his eyes and looked towards the other party:
"Seyor, Void monster, Evil God body...you guys, it is too terrifying."
"Even if you prepare well, it may be useless when things happen; so every A battle is the last battle, and every bet must be placed on all bets and be prepared for sacrifices."
"Only in this way can we exchange that moment of insignificance. To the hope that needs to be held tightly!"
"...so that's how it is."
With a long sigh, Chakal's expression became somewhat different from before. It’s the same: "Serel... the black cross in your mouth has repeatedly mentioned your name. Even if you are as arrogant as him, from start to finish treats you as the most difficult enemy, and even believes that only He can beat you to the extent."
"The reason, I seem to understand a little bit."
The black hair wizard didn't say anything.
"By the way, it is because of him that I have the obsession to treat you as my'mortal enemy'." Chakar shook his head and laughed very self-deprecatingly:
p>"This kind of obsession, the past me...or the real me will not have; the Holy Blood Potion is really terrifying to the extreme, not only can it bring unmatched power, but also completely distorted A person’s thinking; no matter how sensible he is, he will eventually fall into madness. The acknowledge allegiance is due to his own desire to kill."
"I replaced it with myself, and I would probably retreat if the situation is unfavorable. I won't be entangled with you at all; maybe, it won't lead to the tribe of Four-hoofed people, completely ruined in my hands."
"Of course, it's just'maybe'."
p>"The first time we followed Seyol’s advice, on the day when our Great Khan and the banner owners drank the potion of holy blood... The fate of the Four Hoofed Man was destined to become A chess piece in the hands of Serel."
Serel...
"How did he do it... I mean, "Black Cross" Serel, How does he control your entire tribe?"
This is the one thing Loren is most curious about and wants to know the most.
As long as you understand how Seyol did it, you may be able to think of some way to avoid similar situations; if not, it’s good to get more information about the capabilities of the "Black Cross" of.
At least Loren didn't think that a fluke victory had already defeated Serel.
Chakar didn't speak immediately.
After a while, Chakal slowly said: "You...better not know this."
What?
Loren looked inexplicable.
Why does everyone who has been in contact with Seyol say that to themselves? !
"Your Excellency Loren Torino, as your enemy, I sincerely hope to see you crushing Seror's body to pieces, really; but..." Chacal sighed. Very lonely:
"That is impossible; we and him... are not on the same level."
"With your strength, you may be able to beat him once, twice or more. , But... you are impossible to stop his plan; even the fact that you stop him is also in his plan!"
"You can't imagine what it is like; like this Every change in the world, the angle of the sun, the size of the wind, any illness that may appear... and at what moment will you raise the sword in your hand, the position of the sword, the strength of the sword, the strength of the sword..."
"He...Serel...perfectly clear."
Loren frowned slightly. He had heard Asriel mention similar things.
Seyol’s power seems to be related to time...
"Your Excellency Loren Torino, you are already a strong enemy in his eyes; even if you don’t want to, he will sooner or later Appear in front of you." Chakar said in a tranquil voice:
"I can’t think of any blessings, I can leave it to you... I just hope that you will not one day witness the destruction of yourself and your own ethnic group. To the end like me!"
"Believe me, there is nothing better than looking at your own ethnic group, blood relatives and the robes around you become puppets manipulated by others, and they can be manipulated at will. Chess pieces, it’s even more sad and desperate."
"Even if you kill them yourself, it is a hundred times stronger than this, a thousand times and ten thousand times!"
Quietly The voice reveals indescribable despair... Hope is in front of my eyes, despair that is pinched alive.
A moment of silence.
Loren's mood is extremely complicated, and I don't know how to describe it.
"That's it, I can't say more." A smile appeared on Chakal's face: "Now, if you don't mind, I'm ready to meet my last moment. ."
When the voice fell, he took the initiative to close his eyes.
The black hair wizard took a deep breath, raised his left hand and lightly pressed it on Chakal's body.
As if falling asleep again, he could clearly feel that his consciousness was gradually blurring, and his original sober thinking and senses began to struggle gradually, as if these were no longer his own.
The body also became transparent in little by little...
The palm of the left hand was slightly hardened, and Chakal in the dream world disappeared in a blink of an eye.
…………………………………………
The whistling wind swept across the cheek, just as the black hair wizard fell, The giant dragon Mirasis spread his wings and caught him steadily in the air.
"Thank you."
Loren sat on the dragon’s back tiredly, listening to the cold wind whistling coming from his ears, and curled up his mouth: "I thought you really Like I said before, let me fall straight down."
Speaking of which seems to be a joke, but he and Milassis agreed on this before...If the plan fails, just let it go. The dream was forced to break free by Chakar, and the most direct result was that Loren himself became a "sacrifice" of the blood sacrifice.
In that case, he would rather die.
[It’s okay, even if I help, you must have a way to keep yourself safe and sound]
A very gentle and kind female voice rang in his mind, and Loren couldn’t help but feel warm.
Didn't expect Ah, giant dragon is also so empathetic and empathetic.
[But...Since you have spoken, then you owe me a favor]
Huh?
The stunned Loren did not react, but still nodded: "Of course, I must..."
[When negotiating with Brandon again, let him, I Just assume that you have repaid me; otherwise...]
No, otherwise?
After swallowing his throat, the black hair wizard lowered his head and saw the amber dragon eyes staring at him.
No more words.
Feeling the silent "threat", Loren couldn't help laughing out bitterly.
Gentle and amiable, understanding, empathetic giant dragon?
I really think too much.
He exhaled deeply, and turned his gaze to his side.
On the empty battlefield, the lonely body of Evil God is shrinking and corrupting little by little.
It's like a withered plant, or an animal that has been dead for a long time.
Soon, the huge and fat body slowly shattered and disintegrated.
Tentacles, heads, torso... The entire Evil God's body is like a burnt towering tree, which is constantly scattered; the scattered ashes are flying all over the sky, looking very elegant in the golden sunset.
In just a quarter of an hour, all the tentacles, pus, carrion...all disappeared thoroughly, there was nothing left; except for the pits and pits, the blood-colored battlefield full of corpses, nothing can prove Evidence just passed.
In the place where Evil God's body was once occupied, only the "Dawn" sword is still standing.
"This, this..."
Looking at the ashes floating in the sky, the silhouette slowly falling from the dragon's back to the ground, and the silver helmet mountain that arrived late The army of dwarves was dumbfounded, and many dwarves kept opening their eyes, unable to believe what they were seeing.
A common question came to everyone's mind.
But in fact, they know the answer.
Because just now, just a few quarters of an hour ago, they had witnessed the whole battle from a distance... What really puzzled them, happened to be what they saw, Absurd and unbelievable fact.
The silhouette that fell from the sky, with only one blow...
Have you wiped out the monster that even the giant dragon can't do? !
"How is this possible, what is going on?!" The dwarf Mihailo's voice was trembling, and he shook his head desperately: "That person...he is really the one we've seen before... Loren ·Torino?!"
"Yes..."
The tired anger castle count Eckert slowly nodded, and sighed softly: "Loren ·Torino."
"Our... Lord Duke!"