The girl on the street corner, wearing a gray cloak, stopped and raised her head as she listened to the faint sound of bells in the distance.
Revealing a pale face under a dark gray hood.
It's pineapple.
Passers-by seem to be familiar with the sound of the bell.
Pineapple was leaning against the metal mailbox on the street, looking at the people wearing gorgeous medieval clothes coming and going.
A very ordinary, lively noon.
Newspaper sellers wore cowhide peaked caps and walked through the streets. From time to time, people rode old-fashioned bicycles along the gray stone streets and among the complicated buildings.
Pineapple remembered what Enuel said when he handed her the cloak.
"Little Pineapple, death can't do anything. People who die can also fight for their own destiny."
Thinking of this, Pineapple gently pushed himself away from the mailbox, trembling slightly and breathing heavily without support.
He can no longer consume his little remaining strength.
To find them, find the maple sugar.
Pineapple stared deeply at the black tower in the distance.
Soon after, his eyes slowly moved up and looked towards the sun.
all of these……
It's time to end.
***
Maple Sugar held the two brothers tightly in her arms.
Maple Sugar, who rejected physical contact, actually accepted it at this time, which even he found incredible.
But in this case, it seems to be the most natural thing to do.
February and March's eyes were dull, and they sat on the ground blankly, looking at the dirty toes of their shoes.
Everything happened too fast.
"Eat something..." Maple Sugar said silently.
February finally had some reaction, her fragile eyes wandered from side to side and fixed on Maple Sugar.
"Ah? It doesn't matter... don't worry about me... don't worry about us... we might... have to..."
"Didn't the first month say... that he would come back? I think since he said it, we should just wait."
Maple Sugar, who had always been cared for and comforted, now felt comforted.
Just now, the three of them got back into the woods again, with February running desperately in front, as if they were escaping.
It seems that as long as you run fast enough, sad things will disappear.
"Is that...the person you are looking for?"
February rolled his eyes and said, "It's our younger brother, April."
"Well..." Maple Sugar nodded and didn't ask any more questions.
"Why did the fourth child...the fourth child become like that?" Yue Yue couldn't help but tremble.
"What kind of person was he before?"
"Yiyue is our little brother. As you can see, he is much younger than us." Yueyue raised her head and seemed to be recalling, "Our father passed away early and our mother was in poor health. It was our eldest brother who always took care of us.
, the fourth child is very smart and listens to the elder brother's words, but...after my mother left, he also ran away. We have been looking for him, and finally he is here..."
Maple Sugar had a guess in her mind, "He wants to become a god and resurrect your mother?"
"He is just a fool." March's eyes were distracted, but her tone was unusually harsh.
In this way, April, like Gu Weidong, came to make a wish to the king.
The difference is that Gu Weidong didn't want to become a god, so he could still live in his hometown, while April, who wanted to become a god, was left in the royal city and became what he is today.
Maple Sugar analyzed the current situation bit by bit.
What are the rules of King God?
The strange people emerging from the untouchable camps are more like animals than humans.
Why did it become like that?
"When we were in the present world, we met a man who made a wish to the King God. He prayed to the King God for good luck, but in the end his family was ruined and he himself did not end well." Maple Sugar considered the words, "The King God's
Giving comes at a price. Could it be that the price of April is..."
"But our mother has not been resurrected."
Maple Sugar pinched her chin again.
If the wish does not come true, the price will come first.
There are differences again.
"Where did you find the royal city?"
"The Royal City is in a remote town very close to our hometown," said February, "that's why we were able to climb over the wall and get in."
Maple Sugar always thought that the royal city was in another dimension different from the real world, but she never expected that it actually existed in reality.
"I'm wondering...whether the King God is eating away at their spiritual energy." Maple Sugar thought for a while before speaking.
"We don't have psychic powers, and neither does the fourth child."
"No, everyone has psychic powers, it's just that most people haven't awakened the power to use psychic powers yet," Maple Sugar, who also hasn't awakened, explained, "April's crazy look is very similar to those who have lost their spiritual energy.
people."
February and March were sad for a moment, and looked at each other, not seeming to understand Maple Syrup's words.
Maple Sugar didn't explain, and stood up directly, "I think that if you want to find the answer, you need to find the King God first."
"Find Wang Shen?" Er Er was slightly shocked, "I heard that Wang Shen has never appeared in front of everyone, and no one has seen Wang Shen's true appearance."
Maple Sugar pointed to the black tower in the distance, "Isn't the King God right there?"
The two brothers looked towards the black tower.
From a distance, the top of the tower shrouded in clouds looks like a poisonous needle. Several similarly pitch-black birds circle around the tower, looking cold and solemn and difficult to approach.
But the King God is there.
There are secrets there, and there are answers.
The sun was not so strong anymore, and the dark clouds gradually gathered, and the dark clouds seemed to be centered on the top of the tower and spread out in all directions.
The two of them stared at the black tower, unable to take their eyes away.
The familiar bell sounded slowly.
***
Other tower.
gray.
The colors everywhere are gorgeous and gray.
The murals on the dome engraved with the legend of breaking the Tao are also black and gray.
A few blackbirds were circling in the empty chapel.
The hall is surrounded by tall black and white flower windows.
In front of the flower window is a dark gray metal pipe organ extending from the ground to the dome.
In front of the organ stands a small, golden throne.
Except for the throne, everything in the chapel seems to have been faded by time.
The man on the throne, who was strictly covered by a black robe, moved slightly when he heard the footsteps in the hall.
"Wang, Meng Fuling failed and failed to capture Liao Yilan."
The speaker was wearing the uniform of a guard. The difference was that the gold belt around his waist was inlaid with five red gems.
This man was holding a slender cane that was completely black. After speaking, he moved forward a few steps and tapped the cane on the ground.
"Dong dong dong."
It seems to be some kind of special etiquette.
"It's okay, it's okay," the voice under the black robe was not solemn, but rather gentle, "She's not that easy to catch, I know, she is... after all, we can wait a little longer."
"Meng Fuling is currently asleep. He said that he will cherish the next opportunity. Wang, will you..."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, what's wrong with him? He's falling asleep faster and faster."
"Meng Fuling has been in the world of untouchables for too long, and... and the real body, Meng Zecheng, seems to be influenced by Liao Yilan..."
"Oh, there's nothing you can do about it. Don't blame yourself too much," the black-robed voice said with a smile, "The same goes for Meng Fuling."
The guard nodded heavily and his cane struck the ground at the same time.
"Thank you, King. Our King is always so... generous and considerate."
"Having said that, Xiao Xie," Hei Pao smiled, but suddenly changed the topic, "The spirit I put in Meng Fuling's place has indeed not grown..."
The guard, known as Xiao Xie, stood stiff and silent.
"Don't be nervous. What I mean is, how about just letting Meng Fuling go there to exercise?"