The Throne Under the Starry Sky Chapter 126: The last sunset
Such hard memories, as cold as ice, as heavy as lead, fragments of the past are like stars embedded in the dark sky, shimmering in distant places, if every past is a shining star, then Everyone’s memory is the vast starry sky, and endless secrets flicker in the high sky, letting people spend their entire lives in pursuit,
"Koshava...Teacher."
Jonah once again saw the face of the seventh-level astrologer, the green corn field, the blue sky, the golden sunlight, and the red blood. The people had dispersed. Only one of them was lying prone The female corpse of the land, the eyes of the woman in the denim dress are no longer bright, her last action is to stretch out her right hand to the big tree behind, as if she wants to give the baby a last hug for the eternal farewell baby,
Koshava walked to the lush tree with his hands behind his back, raised his head, and found Jonah’s clear eyes among the green leaves, "Sure enough, I was the only one who found you, this group Idiot, I can’t do anything..." The astrologer mumbled and shook his head, standing on tiptoes and stretching out his hands: "Let me see... Are you the heir of heresy blood? What should I do with you? Let's do it, young man, let you change a few glasses of sparkling wine to drink."
Jonah, who was lying in Koshava’s big hand, seemed to feel itchy and giggled.
"Interesting, what else would you do." Koshava looked down at the little life with interest,
Little Jonah with a pacifier, his eyes drifting away with a bird,
The astrologer turned his head and looked around, grabbing the messy gray beard with his hands, "Want to see a good trick."
The star array that was simply carved on the ground with a branch glowed, and Jonah curiously watched the milk bottle in his hand gradually floated, separated from his little white hand, flew into the sky, and then, even he slowed down. Slowly rising in the air, the little boy waved his hands and laughed happily,
"What's your name,...oh, Jonah." Koshava found the boy's name on the swaddle, "Jonah, Jonah,... Jonah, oh, Jonah, it's easy and difficult What about the name you remember... Since you have no bleeding wounds, we might as well play a longer game, okay, young man."
The seventh-level astrologer's eyes hidden in the wrinkles are smiling, and the ignorant child will not find the fear of losing his mother until a long time later. Now, the anti-gravity star array gives him the best comfort,
"Teacher Koshava..."
Jonah groaned and called out the name of the most respected person in his seventeen years of life. It was clear in his mind that there was still a six-year-old when his parents shed tears and sent him away from the house, saying to him "What to sow, and to reap The picture of St. Boren’s proverbs? Are these memories all the hallucinations created in his mind by the seventh-level astrologer, what is real and what is illusion?
Suddenly a sharp pain came from the head, and the pain from reality pulled him from the abyss of memories so rapidly that when he opened his eyes, he felt weightless and dizzy.
The dark eyes of oriental women came into the line of sight,
"Long Ji..." The astrologer apprentice uttered two words with difficulty, and showed joy: "You are all right..."
"Don't move, your head is injured, and your arms are bleeding a lot. If you exercise vigorously, the wound you just bandaged will crack again." Long Ji's white face was stained with blood and scattered black hair. Sticking to the corner of his forehead, a pair of black pupils looked at him with concern, without blinking. In each of the clear and transparent pupils of the black crystal, there was a little Jona lying on the green grass with brilliant sunset and wild flowers. Smile with relief,
"I'm okay, it's okay." Jonathan settled, braced his body with difficulty, touched his head, a bruise appeared on the back of his head, and with a light touch, he took a sigh of relief. ,
The hooves sounded, the unicorn appeared beside him, bowed his head and arched the astrologer apprentice affectionately with his long face. Jonah stretched out his hand and stroked the white mane of the riding beast, which was still white after the war, and looked up at Elliott: "You Are you okay, Ellie, that's great."
"We are not in serious trouble, astrologer." The rose knight bends slightly to greet him, and the wound on the unicorn's side does not seem to bleed anymore,
Jonah stood up tremblingly under the help of Long Ji, his arm was wrapped in a thick bandage, it should be an oriental woman who helped him heal the wound left by the battle with the dragon elephant,
The setting sun is crumbling on the edge of the western mountains, and a fiery red sunset rises from the horizon, reflecting the tired faces of the pitchfork partners. Xibi stands alone, a little nervously holding a handful of wildflower petals, and seeing Jonah woke up and immediately yelled with a crying voice: "Brother rookie, you finally wake up, let's go to the uncle, he has not come out yet."
Jonah's last face suddenly appeared in Jonah's mind. With an apologetic, concerned, and decisive smile, he couldn't help but looked at the Rose Knight for help,
"We are now on the northwest side of the miracle grassland. It has been twenty-five minutes before the head of the room covered us to escape. We have just gathered together. Miss Long Ji arrived here under the **** of Her Excellency Hasalqin. Just after waking up, the Ling Ling warrior had already gone to investigate the situation. According to the last news he sent back, Zawi's army had passed through Shiva’s tears, entered the canyon area, and advanced at full speed in the direction of Cherry Cross. He sent back through the words Ling Ling. The message said that he would sneak attack on the commander of the First Central Army to slow the enemy’s advance,... I hope he can succeed.” The Rose Knight analyzed the situation in a calm tone, but when he mentioned the words of Mr. His tiny tremor shows his mood swings,
"Hurry up." Sibi pointed anxiously to the south, where the smoke was rising and the flames were still burning, her wheat-colored hair was covered with blood, scattered outside the silver ring, and her scarred fingers were still there. Drops of blood shed, but the little grasshopper seemed to feel nothing,
"Jeffta, didn't he escape?... Yekon, Yekon, why didn't I see him." Jonah suddenly found that there was no tall and thin silhouette of a southerner beside him.
The Rose Knight shook his head silently, "We don't know, Lord Astrologer."
Long Ji stretched out her hand to hold the astrologer apprentice's shoulder, "Let's go, the answer is just ahead."
"Hurry up." The little grasshopper turned her head, glanced at them with tearful green eyes, and ran forward first. Due to exhaustion and excitement, she tripped and fell on the grass without waiting for others. With an arm, immediately jumped up and limped to move on,
Stepping on the soft grass, there is a strange smell of earthy and **** smell in the nostrils,,, everything is not over yet, maybe it's just the beginning, the face that should be faced will eventually be faced, in Jona's heart Suddenly, we lost the feeling of tension strangely. Knowing that a huge disaster is waiting ahead, I still have to step towards destiny step by step. Is this feeling called growth?
I stepped into another world without going too far,
The earth has been scorched, and the ashes are floating on the ground like smoke. The charcoal corpse leaning around has long been unable to see its face. There are armors emitting dim flashes under the scorched dragon corpse, broken swords, shattered armor, and twisted rides. The gun clinked under the feet, the ground was still hot, the fire magic almost turned the center of the miracle grassland into a **** of lava flowing,
Long Ji coughed, and Jona covered her nose and mouth, slapping her back, realizing that the body of an oriental woman was actually so delicate, but Xibi seemed to be unable to see the cruel scene or smell the hot smoke. Stumbled and ran forward,
The corpses are getting denser, and there are scorched blue ribbons flying on the deformed black armor. The elites who have survived the previous wars can no longer continue their good luck. The glory of survival has become a flag flying on their graves. The ground began to look muddy, blood infiltrated the ground. Every time I pulled my foot, it was like pulling away from the undead fingers, and the soles of the boots were constantly running over the stumps of people.
Passing through the middle of the grassland, the front suddenly opened up,
On the horizon shrouded in sunset, a touch of verdant green appeared. Standing in the sunset, it was a lonely tree. The blood under the tree could not be absorbed by the soil and flowed into a dark red lake. Therefore, this tree became The only green on the desolate land that has not been burnt by the flames of war, the sound of flapping wings came from the air, and hundreds of black and red birds hovered on the top of the tree, making distant calls.
Jona remembered that Elliott once said that such black-headed and red-feathered creatures are called dead marrow. They feed on the eyes and brain marrow of the corpse, but they can bring the souls of the dead back to heaven.
The setting sun passes through the leaves and is full of shifts under the tree. There is a figure sitting peacefully against the tree, sitting in the shadow of the tree, in the sunset, with his head slightly tilted up, like finishing a day’s work in a beautiful evening. Take a leisurely nap against the tree,
The pitchfork buddies walked towards the tree slowly,
A dead marrow flapped its wings and glided down three times around the tree. The red feathers flashed and passed through the leaves. The trunk grew not only with leaves, but also with dense spears, each of which was deeply nailed into the tree. , Let the big tree be covered with steel branches,
The pitchfork friends slowly approached the tree,
The tree is still green, but the surrounding soil is turning and scorching, like a field that has just been plowed. The people under the tree are silent, with their hands hanging on their sides, one leg bent, one straight leg, maybe, already asleep Come on,
The pitchfork friends slowly walked up to him,
An unusually long silver riding lance, diagonally running through the trunk of the tree, firmly connects the resting person, the tree body, and the dungeon. Most of the ten-yard long spear plunges into the ground, and the barrel of the gun is engraved with gorgeous relief. With the sunset glow, the floating light, without a drop of blood,
"Uncle."
Sibby calls out softly, tenderly, afraid of awakening a sleeping person,
Uncle's warm smile is gone,
The right half of the body has been burned into charcoal, several shot guns are deeply embedded in the muscles, and the fatal blow, the ten-yard silver gun from Isaacios, his clenched fist is still longing for the last one. Hit it, but the ruthless metal locks him with the earth, restraining all the strength of the fighter, and there seems to be a specious smile on the face that has lost his eyes. The smile is cold, ridiculous, and seems to be mocking. Whoever, the left half of his body is covered with deep bone wounds, and the wounds that are rolled up are gray-white, his last drop of blood has been drained, and only this silent and majestic body remains,
Jonardo hoped that he would open his eyes as usual, touch the back of his head, and greet them shyly and happily, as if he stood up again after suffering countless injuries in countless battles, but today , He seems to be determined to rest,
...Toba is dead,
Half a day ago, Mrs. Murphy, who was smiling bluntly with his bright eyes, burned all the light and heat on the battlefield, leaving only pale ashes.
In a daze, everything around Jonah seemed unreal, blood spurted out, and his father, who was staring at the abdominal wound in astonishment, fell to the ground, and stretched out his right hand to his mother, and Jeff Tower with crazy flames in his eyes. , The gorgeous moon halo mandala, Teacher Koshava... Teacher Koshava no longer has a real voice,
"Uncle."
The little grasshopper makes a suspicious call,
The struggling unicorn stopped far, Long Ji turned around, leaving her lonely back to the setting sun, Jonah stood there dazedly, watching Xibi walk towards the cold body step by step. The closer she gets to the big tree full of steel thorns, the lighter she steps,
"Uncle, you are here, it's great..."
The little grasshopper walked under the tree with his hands on his hands, showing a playful smile, bent down, put his little face on the smile that lost his pupils, and put his arms on Toba’s neck, not knowing whose blood was stained. Full of her apple-like round face, Sibi was unconscious and coquettishly to her uncle: "Uncle, why are you sitting here and fell asleep? It's very cold. You're so cold. Be careful of catching a cold. I lent clothes. Are you dressed, just borrow it for a while, but you have to promise that you will never leave me alone again, okay."
In the sunset, Xibi smiled brilliantly, jumped up briskly, took off her little light green hunting suit, revealing tight black underwear and a girl's slim figure. She carefully wrapped her clothes around the broad shoulders of her uncle. Tie a knot on the back of your neck with your sleeves, step back and look at it, and smiled: "Uncle, see how suitable it is, it's much warmer now."
The uncle is still slightly tilting his head, the corners of his mouth are slightly tilted, as if he really feels this little warmth,
"Little grasshopper..." Jona clenched his teeth, stretched out his hand far away, and called his partner's name.
Sibi reached out and put his hand on Toba’s forehead to test the temperature: "Well, it’s much warmer, uncle, don’t forget that your main function is to keep me warm,...just like when you just took me from Like picking it back from the river..." She sat down next to the head of the room, lovingly pressed against the bruised and cold body, and stretched out her small hand to lift his sturdy left arm, covering herself, and leaning on In his broad arms, the little grasshopper closed his eyes contentedly, the messy sunset dreams between the veins were as quiet as the dream of the sunset, the blood-colored earth was quiet and speechless, disturbing the tightly dependent couple, only the gentle wind blowing from the distance,
Long Ji walked quietly, put her hand on Jona’s shoulder, the astrologer apprentice turned her head, her eyes blurred with tears, she couldn’t see the expression on the eastern woman’s face,
"Give them some time." Long Ji said softly, "Also give us some time."
"Yeah." Jonah nodded, tears flowing into the corners of his mouth, salty tears, which have the same taste as the meat porridge that Toba made specially for him,
The Pitchfork partners stood side by side in the sunset, watching the mountains engulf the setting sun a little bit, and the wind blowing the dialogue between Sibi and Toba intermittently,
"Uncle, the fight just now was so enjoyable, how long has it been since we had a fight like this."
"...hehehe, do you remember what Vh-level mission was performed that time, you didn’t let me go, I followed it secretly, but in order to cover you, one of the opponent’s team members was shot to death with one arrow, which caused us The whole team was chased and killed by others and failed to return to the house for three days. At that time, I was not familiar with the additional terms of Cherry Du, and I was annoyed when Eli said..."
"By the way, uncle, when will I cook three nematode dishes for me? Your craftsmanship is the best. You can't even compare Dad's beef risotto."
"It hurts or not, I'll rub it for you, be good."
"By the way, uncle, tell you a secret, you are not allowed to tell others, the new guy in our house, that rookie who doesn’t know anything, I think he looks a lot like my dad, no, no, not now That **** Mr. W is the father who was very good to my mother and me before, why, I don’t know why, this rookie is weak and timid, doesn’t look alike, and his temperament is far worse. What is it? Like, I can’t tell... If you don’t say it, you will know that you will laugh at me... In short, I am quite willing to be with him, although he is weak, but sitting next to him, I feel inexplicably Peace of mind."
"Uncle..."
Jonah bent down and grabbed a handful of soil. The soil was soaked in blood and moist and warm. So many corpses and a few people caused so much casualties to Zavi’s ace troops. In any case, this is a brilliant The result of the battle, how brilliant, can’t let the great **** let go of his finger and put back these fresh lives,
And my dear room manager,
Sibbe fell asleep in Toba’s arms, and the last ray of sunlight reflected the same warm color on their cuddling faces,
Long Ji hums an unknown minor tune, the tune is long and desolate,
Elliott looked into the distance, and said softly in a voice as if he was afraid of disturbing others: "After drinking such blood, next year, what kind of grassland will this be?"
Jona nodded, and saw the death marrow screaming, flying away towards the sunset,