The bright sunlight shines on the giant rock, and the surface of the giant rock reflects a transparent white light, making the words engraved on it more clear.
The first prince who was obsessed with martial arts was sitting in front of the boulder as before.
In front of him lay a scimitar, its shining golden blade shrouding the surroundings in a golden light.
There was no one around the giant rock. When the first prince was practicing martial arts, it had almost become a rule in the city in the clouds not to let anyone disturb him.
However, the attendants guarding the outside did not prevent Enleco from entering, because everyone here knew that the new weapon-making master was the only exception.
He is not only the closest friend of the First Prince, but also the mentor who enabled the Prince to achieve significant breakthroughs in martial arts.
In fact, the First Prince's martial arts had stagnated for a long time before this, which troubled him quite a bit and greatly increased the possibility of him running away from home.
For everyone in the City in the Clouds, Queen Cecelia and her family have extremely bad records. People with this extremely outstanding but somewhat unruly bloodline will be ruined if they don't pay attention.
It is possible to slip out of the city in the clouds.
Because of this, the First Prince was able to practice martial arts with peace of mind, which made his attendants feel more happy and at ease than anything else.
It is also for this reason that the new Mr. Le Creuse has become the most popular character.
Entering through a small door, Enleco saw Prince Dak from a distance. His legs were crossed together, one hand was holding his cheek, and the other hand was holding the scimitar tightly. This prince was standing there.
Thinking hard there.
Enleco could completely guess what he was thinking. From the first day when he saw Prince Dark's martial arts in the palace, Enleco already knew what he lacked.
The footprints on the ground are undoubtedly a clue to His Highness the Prince, but they are far from being a pointer.
Relying on this clue alone, it is impossible to get a full picture of Tomur's martial arts. What's more, Prince Dark took the wrong path as soon as he came up, and his martial arts were completely opposite to Tomur's.
"Do you have any clues?" Enleco asked.
The sudden voice startled the prince.
When he saw clearly that the good friend he had just met arrived, a smile as bright as the sun suddenly appeared on his face.
"Hello, my closest friend, my sister has not made excessive demands on you. If she offends you, just tell me. As the eldest son, I still have a little power to restrain all my father's children, including
My unique sister." Prince Dark said with a smile.
"No, in my opinion, Princess Angeli is an angel. Her heart is full of kindness and sincerity. Her character is as pure as a transparent crystal, but she has a toughness stronger than steel.
"Enleco said, he slowly sat down and sat in front of Duck.
"Oh - you don't need to compliment her like that. I know very well what kind of person she is. When she was a child, she caused trouble for everyone. Plus, there is that annoying little thing beside her."
At this point, the prince suddenly leaned forward and asked: "By the way, that little thing didn't play tricks on you! Her bad temper is really rare. If it were me, I would hide as far away as possible, but you
You might not be so lucky."
With that said, Dak sighed and patted Enleco on the shoulder.
Enleco shook his head and smiled bitterly. Regarding the little thing, it was obvious that he was no different from the good friend in front of him. The little thing was obviously not a miracle worthy of praise by the gods.
"By the way, your sister asked me to do something."
"If you think the request is too much, I can help you refuse. That little girl at least listens to me." Prince Dark interrupted Enleco's words and interjected.
Enleco smiled and said, "She wants me to give you some pointers on martial arts."
Prince Dark looked at his new good friend in surprise, but he definitely did not think that his friend was joking, nor did he think that his sister was joking.
"Le Cres, my good friend, are you a warrior?" Prince Dark squeezed Enleco's shoulder. Although it was very elastic, it was obviously not strong enough. Because of this, His Highness the Prince obviously
It's a little hard to believe what he said.
"Facts speak louder than words. Let's compete first and determine our respective strengths before talking." Enleco said with a smile.
When he said these words, Enleco suddenly felt a feeling of being full of confidence and eager to teach his skills to others.
The figures of the two people flashed through his mind.
One of them is the great magician MacCallum who gave him guidance when he first embarked on this journey. It was this respectable elder who truly led him to a path of exploring the true meaning of magic.
road.
The other one is the magician Mados, the descendant of Hades, who has opened up a wider world for himself, which has gone far beyond the world of magic.
The first prince obviously didn't know what was going on in Enleco's mind, but he could feel the confidence exuding from his good friend.
This self-confidence obviously added to Enleco's sense of mystery in the mind of the prince.
"Okay, I'm eager to experience the martial arts of the Kingdom of Laiding! Laiding has always been the holy place I've longed for." The prince used his legs and jumped up suddenly.
This seemingly ordinary move at first glance just shows how solid his Kung Fu foundation is. Without excellent waist and leg strength, he would not be able to do this at all. Similarly, if the flexibility is not good, the movements will appear stiff.
And it is very likely to injure your muscles and bones.
Enleco knew that he did not have this ability, so he stood up slowly.
"That may disappoint you. My martial arts skills do not come from the Kingdom of Leiding." Enleco said with a smile, and he slowly untied the whip tied around his waist.
The whip shot out at once, stretching forward like a fishing rod for fishing. The nearly one meter long part was very straight, with only a slight curvature, and the second half became slender with the tip of the whip.
And slowly falling down...
To Enleco's expectation, the prince shook his head repeatedly and said: "No, no, I won't fight you. This is a thing to whip my wife."
With that, he glanced at Enleco and said: "I believe you didn't mean to humiliate me. This thing was given to you by the little girl in your room. You don't know that in Montita, every woman
After falling in love with someone, they will make such a whip. This whip symbolizes husband's power and also expresses that woman's willingness to absolutely submit to the man's control.
If the beloved man accepts the whip, according to you Ledin people, he has entered into a marriage covenant. However, for the Montita people, there is a slight difference. The consciousness of accepting the whip is closer to marriage, but only
But the wedding must wait until after the coming-of-age ceremony."
Hearing these words, Enleco opened his mouth blankly. He had nothing to say. Now he could only pray that the Montita Kingdom also had a great elder who could dominate everything.
Enleco felt more and more headache. This thing was terrible for him, definitely no less than the time he touched Xiannu's ear in the song.
Enleco secretly made up his mind that from now on, whenever he goes to a place he has never been to, the first important thing is to ask about any local methods of marriage proposal that are unknown to him.
Getting this wrong is probably the worst thing that can happen.
The prince looked at his good friend's dazed look and felt very amused. He smiled and said: "I must warn you, in Montita, regretting a marriage is absolutely not allowed. The girl's tribe will take this as a huge blow."
He will even tell you how serious a crime it is to regret your marriage, and he will definitely explain the words in the code to you in detail, word for word."
Enleco pressed his temples and shook his head repeatedly. This incident really made him feel miserable. He felt as if he had stretched his neck into the gallows.
What made him even more horrified was that at the other end of the gallows stood three women: Chrissy, Xiling and Fianna. Enleco even seemed to see them tightening the rope, with a sneer appearing at the corner of his mouth, ready to
Prepare to hoist yourself high.
"Are you still in the mood to compete with me now?" the prince said with a smile.
Enleco patted his cheek and drove away all those random thoughts.
Now that trouble has occurred, the only thing to do is to solve the trouble. Whether it is running away again, trying to break off the engagement, or asking Chris to accept the little girl who has caused trouble, there is always a way to solve the trouble.
.
But what needs to be done now is to give His Highness the Prince some guidance on martial arts.
For some reason, Enleco felt that he could not refuse Princess Angeli's request.
So far, An Qili's request has been somewhat difficult and even painful for him.
The first request made him have to suffer the acupuncture-like pain of holy magic all the time, and all of this was for An Qili's kind heart.
Enleco never thought that he was so noble, otherwise the evil monster would not choose him and lurk deep in his soul.
Moreover, when he was in Chengdaville, it had been proved that if Bertina hadn't been by his side, he would have only stayed there for a short time. At most, he would have only asked the county governor to take care of Xiaoyun and her family.
It is undeniable that after experiencing the series of events in Chengdaville, especially the shock to his soul caused by his father's death, Enleco knew more or less about benevolence and dedication.
As Bertina said, this is the most precious wealth that Dakto has left in the world.
However, Enleco knew very clearly that he was far from noble enough to stand in the midst of sacred magic in pain for the suffering of others.
What made him do this was not only Chris's order, but also more because of An Qili.
Many parts of her body reminded Enleco of Father Dakto unconsciously.
Completely different from Bertina's illusory dream, which was based on illusory benevolence, Dakto also had his own dream - an extremely beautiful world.
However, Dakto's father has personally experienced the darkness and cruelty of this world, so his dream is not illusory and far-fetched.
In fact, during the period before his death, he was following his dreams all the time, building hospitals, theaters, and creating and maintaining Freemasonry step by step. It can be said that Chengdaville is now quite close to It’s the ideal world in Dad’s mind.
The same is obviously true for Angeli. She is very aware of the suffering of the Montita people, and she also has an ideal world in her heart.
The only regret is that she has not found anyone who can help her realize her ideal.
Enleco felt quite ashamed about this incident, because he was right next to An Qili, but he was hiding his true identity like a turtle.
Perhaps because of these reasons, Enleco tried his best to fulfill all of An Qili's requests.
In fact, these are the only two requests Angeli has made so far.
How could Enleco disappoint An Qili?
He waved his hand and said: "I think this is not enough to make me completely lose my fighting spirit. The only regret is that if I don't use this weapon, you may not be able to see my true strength. Maybe you will find it incredible that this weapon is indeed It is the most suitable weapon for me."
Enleco's words surprised the prince. He glanced at the whip. The whip looked a bit strange indeed. The whip was so straight that it must have required special skills to operate it.
Facing such a weapon, perhaps any soldier in Montita would feel his dignity insulted, but this definitely did not include this prince.
Just because he is a martial artist who is addicted to martial arts, and also because he has immense trust in this new friend he has made.
He believed that Le Creuse could not insult him.
Likewise, he is also eager to experience unique martial arts.
"Okay, since that's the case, I'm going to learn some lessons." The prince once again opened his stance.
He stood with his feet slightly apart in front of one another, and the muscles in his body were slightly relaxed. He held the scimitar in his right hand and stretched it flatly to the left. This was a full-strength attack stance.
Enleco knew Prince Dak's martial arts very well, and he had even predicted the direction in which Dak would attack next.
Having received training under Joe, Enleco knew very well the special significance of the first influence on the trainees.
Back then, Joe used a set of tricks to make all the mercenaries obey him, and each one of them was eager to learn the same outstanding spear skills as Joe showed.
By now, Enleco knew very clearly that it was nothing at all, but the influence Joe had on him at that time was extremely profound.
What's more, he also clearly remembered why he and Kate obeyed Chrissy's words. The earth-shattering showdown between her and the old wolf obviously played a decisive role.
It was precisely because of this unimaginable duel that they worshiped and feared Chris so much that they did not dare to disobey or doubt her orders at all.
Thinking of this, Enleco made up his mind that he must establish an extremely powerful and almost invincible impression in Dak's mind.
Silently reciting the incantation of electric magic in his heart, Enleco felt that everything around him seemed to slow down.
When Chris treats others as experimental subjects, she also does not forget the existence of him as the best test subject. Improving other people's magic is undoubtedly what Chris is best at.
Enleco swung the whip back, the tip of the whip hanging softly on the ground.
At the same time, he used his will to firmly calm Dark's spirit. Although he lost the "Ring of Sanctions," since Most found his own power, he was still able to obtain other people's brains to a limited extent.
The thoughts inside.
But after experiencing the lessons of the two goblins and the Controller Organization, Enleco became more and more disgusted with "peeping" into other people's thoughts.
The only exception is that in battle, knowing what is going on in the opponent's mind is undoubtedly the most powerful weapon. This weapon can not only be used for offense, but can also make the defense impregnable.
But Enleco also knows very well that these powers are of no use to the real top masters. For paladins like Haguero, their actions and changes come more from instinctive reactions rather than relying on their brains.
thinking.
In addition, there is no "Ring of Sanctions", and the Eye of the Soul is only effective within a ten-meter range. Enleco, who has seen the sword energy and the "stars" in the sky, is very clear about the limitations of this kind of martial arts.
If facing a real master, he would still be willing to fly into the air and use magic to deal with him. This is obviously much safer. Enleco never thinks that he has the dignity of a warrior, which is meaningless to him.
Enleco prepared everything, all of which were preparations for Dak, and all of which were aimed at his martial arts.
Because of this, the moment His Highness the Prince launched his attack, his opponent was already out of the attack range.
What surprised him even more was that when his scimitar drew a beautiful arc and stretched to the end, the long whip struck the back of the sword like lightning.
The golden scimitar spun and flew out, turning into a wonderful golden ring under the sunlight.
There was a crisp and sweet sound, and the scimitar fell far away.
Prince Dark opened his eyes wide and looked at this friend from afar in front of him in disbelief.
This time Enleco shocked him far more than the first time.
"If you are willing, we can compete several times until you are satisfied." Enleco said with a smile, full of confidence.
Prince Dark ran towards the scimitar without saying a word.
The sun gradually tilted towards the west, and there were only two people sitting there quietly in the empty square.
The prince was breathing heavily. He held the whip in both hands and looked at it carefully.
"This is just an ordinary whip." After a long time, the prince sighed heavily and returned the whip to Enleco's hand.
The prince looked at Enleco blankly, and after a while he said: "I have never heard of a warrior like you."
After frowning and thinking for a while, he said: "With your strength, even among the top masters with the strength of the Paladin, you can rank among the best, but I have never heard of anyone like you.
Young warrior.
As far as I know, among the younger generation of warriors, the most famous are the ice swordsman Karien of Leiding and the magic knight Kate of Sophie. However, no matter the age of Karien or Kate, they are
I should be older than you. You are the same age as my sister, which means you are not yet fully grown up. Who are you? How true is your life experience? "
Enleco was not surprised or dissatisfied with Prince Dark's suspicion.
In fact, he was quite able to understand His Highness the Prince's mood. If someone deceived him, he would also feel that there was a barrier and an insurmountable distance between him and that person.
It is precisely for this reason that until now, he still feels a sense of alienation and a slight sense of fear and vigilance towards Xiling.
"I am indeed the descendant of a traveling businessman." Enleco said frankly. This is indeed the truth, but now even he does not believe that he will go back to inherit the grocery store.
"And I did not lie. The scimitar next to you can definitely prove my weapon-making skills." Enleco played a trick. He did not clearly point out where he did not lie.
"Everything in my life changed completely after I got a magic scimitar." Enleco said with a heavy sigh.
This is also true. His power comes from the demon hidden deep in his soul. His chance encounter with Most happened during that trip to the demon world, and the vampire scimitar was given by Chris.
Give him weapons to defend himself with.
"The name of that scimitar is Dark Red Teardrop." Enleco stared at Dak and said slowly.
What surprised him was that His Highness the Prince was obviously indifferent to the name and did not show any surprise as he had originally expected.
Enleco couldn't help but asked in confusion: "Have you never heard of this name?"
"Why do I need to know this name?" His Royal Highness was even more puzzled.
"It seems that you really know nothing about this." Enleco nodded, turned around and pointed at the stone wall: "The person who left those words was the previous owner of the scimitar.
"
This time the effect immediately became extremely obvious. His Royal Highness the Prince opened his mouth wide and could not close it at all. He glanced at the boulder blankly, and then looked at Enleco blankly.
"You... you mean... you inherited Lord Tomur's magical scimitar?" Suddenly a spiritual light flashed in front of his eyes, and the prince was shocked as if he had been shocked by electricity.
Then he pointed at Enleco and said, "Could it be that... what you just showed is the martial arts inherited by Tomur?"
Enleco nodded slowly: "The martial arts I practice are indeed derived from Tomur, but during my practice, I have added my own understanding and innovation."
The prince nodded blankly and said as if muttering to himself: "It can be imagined that because you have the ability to say this, you have your own unique insights into everything, no matter it is
Weapon making, or martial arts."
Dak's words made Enleco feel ashamed. Such compliments obviously exceeded his imagination.
However, Enleco still had to bite the bullet and pretend to be a top expert. He even hoped to show Tomur's loneliness and loneliness when he looked across the world and could not find his opponent.
Enleco is not an excellent actor, but the monster is the complete opposite.
Back then, it could pretend to be a god and lead humans to evil. When it came to pretense and impersonation, no one could surpass this guy.
It happily left the town and penetrated into the depths of Enleco's consciousness.
Suddenly, a feeling of extreme emptiness emerged from the bottom of Enleco's heart.
"Among the weapons I have seen in my life, that dark red teardrop is not the most powerful weapon." Enleco said slowly, his eyes full of loneliness and desolation.
"But because of one thing, that scimitar has become the undisputed strongest weapon. That scimitar has the memories of countless users. It is the essence of the lifelong martial arts of a top warrior."
"Can I see that scimitar with my own eyes? Can I feel the skills of those warriors?" Prince Dark asked impatiently. He had accepted everything Enleco said without any doubt, because
The feeling of loneliness and loneliness emanating from Enleco made him feel so familiar.
Likewise, because of the desolate momentum that seemed to be able to overwhelm and destroy everything, His Highness the Prince was convinced that the person sitting in front of him was the warrior who had inherited all of Tomur's martial arts.
Unknowingly, His Royal Highness the Prince sat up straight, his expression as serious as if he was facing his father and mentor.
Enleco guessed that the prince would make such a request, and he did not want to cause trouble for himself. Enleco shook his head and said slowly: "You don't have any understanding of that scimitar. Just like in the legend, it is
The evil sword full of magical power is definitely the most powerful weapon, because the evil sword can make the person who possesses it become the most powerful warrior.
Because of this, even if the scimitar itself is not the most powerful, if it is held in the hands of the strongest warrior, it will undoubtedly be the most powerful weapon.
I have seen countless magical weapons in my life, some of which are even weapons left by the gods, but none of them are as magical as that dark red teardrop.
The power of the Dark Red Teardrop lies in the memories it seals, but to obtain these memories, one must be able to control this scimitar. I have never seen any weapon that is more evil than the Dark Red Teardrop.
As the legend says, Tomur rarely uses the dark red teardrop. I am afraid that even a warrior as high as him is afraid of being controlled by this evil spirit."
Having said this, Enleco glanced at his friend. Although he didn't want his friend to be hit, in order to avoid trouble, he still had to say this: "For those warriors who cannot control it, death will be their end. This curved weapon
The knife seems to be an evil monster that needs to absorb life.
I have made countless mistakes and showed this evil sword to many people, but the only one who was not controlled by the evil sword was Gorslow, the leader of thieves who roamed the desert. Because of this, I have put that evil sword in front of many people.
The evil sword sealed it and let it wait quietly for the arrival of the next owner."
Speaking of this, Enleco glanced at the disappointed look on Dak's face, he smiled and said: "But before that, I have deeply imprinted all the memories in the dark red tears into my mind.
and created my own martial arts."
Enleco raised the whip in his hand and said with a smile: "Look, I don't even use a machete anymore, because I can use this weapon to better demonstrate my strength."
"The strongest weapon is yourself." Prince Dark murmured to himself.
Enleco did not expect that His Highness the Prince would eventually come to such a conclusion, but he did not intend to tell the truth.
"My friend, I sincerely ask you to teach me martial arts." The prince said sincerely, his face full of determination.
"Of course, I'm here for this, but I have a condition. You have to keep it a secret for me. I don't want more people to know that I am the descendant of Tomur." Enleco said with a smile.
"I really can't understand your thoughts, but I will never reveal a word to others." The prince solemnly raised his scimitar and pointed at the sky.
Enleco nodded happily. He stood up from the ground. He took the whip back and rolled it into a ball in his hand.
"Should I also use the whip as a weapon?" The prince looked at the scimitar in his hand and asked in confusion.
"I will teach you the martial arts in Dark Red Tears, but one day you should seek your own weapons. The strongest martial arts are the martial arts that are most suitable for you. The strongest weapons are also the weapons that are most suitable for you." Enleco said.
These words, which were like tongue twisters, did not make the prince feel ridiculous. Instead, he nodded solemnly.
For those who are dedicated to doing something, time flies quickly.
Enleco is definitely very satisfied with Prince Dak. His Royal Highness has a very solid foundation, and he has excellent talent for martial arts.
In Enleco's view, the only thing he lacked was good guidance.
Once someone points out the correct direction of martial arts training for His Highness, he will be able to understand a more advanced level on his own.
An afternoon of sparring made His Royal Highness feel relaxed and happy.
He seemed like a traveler who had been walking in the desert for a long time and suddenly encountered an oasis and fell into the lake.
It's like a huge sponge, constantly absorbing water.
His desire for profound guidance made him completely forget about time. Even when the sun went down, he still felt that he still had more to learn.
Prince Dark even wanted to light a torch and continue practicing at night, but Enleco persuaded him hard.
Seeing that he was obviously duplicitous, Enleco believed that the first prince would probably stay up all night practicing martial arts after he returned.
This reminded him of himself in Chrissy's laboratory, learning about magic circles. At that time, he was equally full of excitement and passion.
After persuading His Royal Highness to return to his palace, Enleco walked back sweating profusely.
Even though he was just giving guidance, he felt weak all over. His foundation was indeed not comparable to that of the prince. Dak's hard work accumulated bit by bit since he was a child really made it difficult for him to compare.
Just as Enleco was walking towards the temple, that nasty little thing flew into the air again.
Enleco pretended not to see it and walked straight back home.
"You have hidden a lot of things. You are a magician. Why don't you tell others, even hide it from An Qili?" the little thing said softly.
That slender voice was like a thunderbolt from the clear sky to Enleco.
"I...how could I be a magician?" Enleco forced a smile and said.
Unexpectedly, the little thing didn't answer the question at all. Instead, it accelerated and flew forward. While flying, he said coldly: "Maybe I saw it wrong. I just need to ask a few magicians to ask."
Yes, that’s right, Cecelia is the best candidate, there’s nothing wrong with me asking her.”
Hearing what she said, Enleco became even more panicked, and he grabbed the little thing in his hand.
Just as Enleco wanted to explain a few words, he suddenly saw this little thing puffing up her cheeks and stretching her neck slightly.
Enleco was too familiar with this hand. It was a precursor to a screaming attack. Without even thinking about it, Enleco quickly blocked the little thing's mouth with his fingers.
However, he immediately realized what a stupid thing he had done.
Although the little thing didn't scream, Enleco himself couldn't help but scream loudly. He made up his mind to never put anything into the mouth of a metal life form again in his life.
Enleco now finally understands the pain that a hard walnut feels in a nutcracker, and he also finally understands why it is so easy to pull out a nail with iron pliers.
The mouth of a little thing is undoubtedly the most terrifying weapon. Whether it is screaming or just biting with teeth, it can cause the other party extreme pain.
Facing such a powerful and terrifying opponent, Enleco had no choice but to beg for mercy. His request did not move the little thing at all, but his promise made the little thing finally stop hurting him.
When Enleco promised to tell the little thing ten years of stories and tell her all his secrets, the little thing finally relaxed his mouth.
A piece of the glove has been bitten off, the gap is bloody and bloody, and the fingers have been swollen. Enleco guessed that the phalanges may have been cracked. The pain made him grin. Fortunately, he was used to all kinds of pain, so he could endure it.
Now.
Enleco was eager to go back for treatment. The only advantage during the divine beating was that he didn't have to worry about the lack of medicine. The number of senior clergy was not enough, and sometimes there were benefits.
Of course, Enleco knew a simpler way, which was to trigger the divine light, but he was afraid of the terrible pain that "God's Punishment" would bring to him.
It's a pity that the annoying little thing is not willing to let go. He must get the answer immediately, and the answer must be detailed enough and satisfy her.
Enleco used his magic power to sense the surroundings, and after confirming that there was no one around, he endured the pain and said: "Okay, I admit that I am indeed a magician. I am here for you and the Holy Grail. My teacher is a magician."
A great magician, she is extremely crazy about the magic world. She found herself in a very accidental situation.
I learned about your existence. You are the last creature created by the God of Wisdom. The God of Wisdom stored most of the knowledge in your brain. Because of this, you are a priceless treasure to my teacher.
, she is eager to get all the knowledge from you, are you satisfied with this answer? "
Enleco said impatiently, he felt his fingers gradually becoming numb, which was not a good sign.
"I still have a lot of questions to ask you. You'd better tell the truth. I can definitely tell if you are lying. Don't think of me as that idiot** who spends all day holding knives."
The little thing flew in front of Enleco, his sapphire eyes widened, he wiped his waist with his hands, and he was high-spirited. This look once again reminded Enleco of those elves, the same reasoners and the same nonsense.
Looking at the fingers that were gradually turning purple and gray, Enleco couldn't help but said: "No matter what you want to know, please wait until I heal my fingers. You must know that I am different from you. You are made of metal."
Living body, you will be injured, let alone die, and I am a living person. If any part of the body is injured if not treated in time, the limb will die, and we ourselves will die one day. Stay with An Qili.
, you should have seen death.
As long as you are a human being, you will have to face death one day. I will die one day, and the same is true for An Qili. I am not afraid of death, but I will not deliberately bring death closer or farther away, just like now, I
I have to treat my finger." Enleco said, he turned around and strode towards the temple.
To his surprise, the annoying little thing did not stop him, but followed him quietly.
After a while, when they were about to reach the temple, suddenly a little thing flew over and bit Enleco's ear.
Enleco had his ears bitten by many people in the past, but it was definitely not for this reason.
"Answer my question, or I will bite it," the little thing said. Her voice was so pleasant, but the content was really not flattering to Enleco.
"Okay, but please hurry up." Enleco said sadly.
"Will An Qili die too?" the little thing asked timidly.
"Yes, as long as you are a human being, you must follow a few basic principles. One of them is that you will inevitably face death. Therefore, Angeli will die one day unless she breaks away from the cycle of fate and has the power of immortality.
Life is just like those magic emperors in the magic empire five hundred years ago."
When Enleco said the last sentence, his heart was pounding, because suddenly he found that he was extremely close to his goal.
This is truly a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
However, no matter how good the opportunity is, it is not as important as the injured finger. For Enleco, the illusory eternal life is far less important than curing the finger.
What's more, since he knew so much about eternal life, he didn't think that gaining eternal life was something to be thankful for.
Whether it was the King of Power sealed in the ring or his teacher Victor, these people who had gained eternal life seemed to be quite tired of it in the end.
In Enleco's view, the only one who has eternal life and lives a meaningful life is the monster Most.
However, using Most as a comparison object is obviously very inappropriate.
Holding her fingers in her hands, she hurried into the temple. To Enleco's surprise, Angeli was standing in the center of the temple. She tried her best to maintain the dimming sacred light, but for her who did not understand the spiritual vibration,
This job is obviously somewhat inadequate.
Due to mental exhaustion, An Qili's face was a little pale, and sweat was flowing down her cheeks.
"What's wrong with you? Are you injured? Did your brother accidentally cause it?" An Qili saw Enleco's injured finger at a glance, and she asked softly.
Qingyue's greeting made Enleco feel a warmth flowing through his body.
"No, it's not your brother's fault." Enleco pointed behind him. He absolutely didn't care about suing the nasty little thing: "This guy bit him with his mouth."
An Qili looked at the little thing reproachfully and shook her head.
The little thing obviously didn't expect that a human being who is annoying, cunning, despicable, shameless, good at lying, and even has a bad record of stealing would dare to bite back and complain and say bad things about himself in front of his best and only friend.
Normally, the little thing would have argued hard and even tried to find ways to retaliate against the accuser, but today, she was so worried that she didn't even have the strength to argue.
The little thing flew back to her nest dejectedly, the shining golden Holy Grail. She lay inside the Holy Grail, staring blankly at the ceiling of the temple,
Enleco's words reminded her of something. In this world, almost all living things are bound to face death.
This means that An Qili will die one day, and at that time, she will live alone in this world.
For some reason, the little thing felt an emotion she had never felt before. She even felt that something should flow out of her eyes, but in fact there was nothing.
The little thing suddenly realized that he did not belong to this world, and suddenly felt lonely and lonely.
Slowly sitting up, the little thing lay on the edge of the cup as before, looking at An Qili in the distance with his sapphire eyes, and that annoying, despicable, shameless, and cunning lying thief.
An Qili was putting that annoying guy's finger between her lips and sucking it, while the thief lowered his head and tightened his face, with a strange expression on his face. It didn't look like he was excited or excited.
It's joy.
In fact, Enleco is now in so much pain that he just wants to jump up and roar. Although he has experienced the extremely terrible punishment and the pain of mental shock that made him reborn, he has understood that pure pain can definitely be regarded as all kinds of things.
The most bearable of all pains, but it was still too painful.
Under the illumination of the sacred light, the bones were growing and healing rapidly. The damaged muscles and congestion were sucked away by An Qili's lips, and the sacred magic caused his injured parts to heal quickly.
However, the healing is only for Enleco's body. For Enleco's will and soul, it is undoubtedly a punishment from heaven.
As the bones re-heal and the flesh and blood grow again, the painful feeling becomes more and more clear.
If it weren't for the comfort An Qili gave him, he might have been unable to bear it and fled from this temple.
Even Enleco himself was surprised that in the severe pain, he could still clearly feel Angeli's soft lips and the gentle sucking feeling. It was as clear as the severe pain.
The same, this comfortable feeling is also so clear and clear.
Enleco even hoped that this moment could last forever, because this feeling not only made him feel comfortable, but also made him feel the peace and tranquility he had been looking for and pursuing.
"Are you feeling better?" Angelique asked. She glanced at Enleco's fingers. The swelling had subsided, the deformed and broken wounds had healed, and the skin was bright pink, just like the skin of a newborn baby.
"It still... hurts so much, and... and I still... feel more and more painful, and... it's better than when you helped me suck it with your mouth just now." Enleco lowered his head and said, he felt
His face was burning with fever, this time he was indeed lying.
An Qili smiled, put Enleco's injured finger back into her lips, and sucked it gently.
The little thing in the distance saw everything in her eyes, and she knew exactly what it meant.
Although she had never felt such a feeling, the God of Wisdom left something related to it in her memory.
Suddenly, an idea jumped out of the little thing's mind.
In the memory left to her by the God of Wisdom, there was originally a way to obtain eternal life.
Back then, that bad-tempered dragon had tried every possible means to obtain the secret of immortality from himself.
After asking it to tell the story for ten thousand years and play with him for another ten thousand years, he told the bad-tempered, untrustworthy, shameless and defaulting dragon in exchange for the secret of eternal life.
Although I don't have any power, I can't give Yin Anqili eternal life, but that annoying, despicable, shameless, and cunning lying thief must have this ability. That guy has admitted that he is a magician, and based on his own observation, this annoying guy's
Strength may not be simple.
Looking at the expression of that nasty, despicable, shameless, and cunning lying thief, he should have a love for An Qili, and maybe he can rely on this to make that guy obey his orders.
The only thing that bothered the little thing was that she could tell from what he just said that the guy obviously didn't care much about eternal life.
In my memory, there are indeed such guys among human beings.
Also in memory, the little thing also knows another thing.
Eternal life is not entirely a good thing for human beings. Unless the emotional part is removed, eternal life will eventually turn into a kind of pain for human beings.
However, if two people who love each other are immortal at the same time, this pain will become insignificant.
The little thing was calculating in her mind. She had made up her mind to let her only friend gain immortality. However, this obviously also meant that a guy she hated would benefit from it.
What the little thing cares about is not that the annoying guy will get eternal life, but that she has to face her only friend, who ignored her relationship because she found love.
She will no longer be the most important part of An Qili's life. The reproachful look in her eyes just now explained everything.
Anqili will devote most of her love and time to her husband, and she will often be forgotten.
Then, an even more annoying competitor will appear, a child, or maybe more, and they will completely seize An Qili's attention.
And some of them will most likely treat themselves as pets, just like those puppies and kittens. And I absolutely cannot treat them like that nasty, despicable, shameless, cunning lying thief, otherwise
An Qili will definitely be quite angry.
The little thing was lying listlessly in the Holy Grail, and she was extremely confused. She didn't want to lose her only friend, but she was also afraid that Angeli would no longer be the Angeli she is now.
The little thing missed his previous life more and more, missing the little girl who staggered into the temple and took him away; missed An Qili who was babbling and playing games with him all day long.
The little thing felt very lost. She looked up at the ceiling, hoping that her supreme father could give her the correct answer.
What she needs to rely on most now is her father's incomparable wisdom, not the huge memory his father gave her.
The little thing put her fingers into her mouth and sucked gently. She felt that it was indeed quite comfortable, but it might feel better if An Qili helped her suck gently.
The little thing got up quietly again, and she opened her eyes wide with envy.
It was quiet in the temple, except for the gentle sucking sound.