Dust of History Chapter 40:

As Shante continued to explain, the complexions of Talis and Asa became more and more ugly.

"Rod Hart..." Talis said with difficulty. Although there were signs of stitches everywhere on that face, she still recognized it. This was the friend of Asa they had discussed in the middle of the night two days ago, the leader of the Holy Knights who had betrayed them in the capital.

A man who was talking and laughing not long ago, young and handsome enough to make the queen of a country fall in love with him, is now such a monster, or he has been transformed into such a monster alive. The ups and downs of her relationship and life, she had experienced it from the perspective of a bystander the night before yesterday.

For Asa, this is the companion and friend who accompanied him through that extraordinary life experience. I have personally witnessed his ups and downs, seen his innocence and kindness, experienced his glorious scenery in the ring, and his friendly and beautiful smile...

All of these colorful lives have now been transformed into professional terms used by necromancers to describe internal organs and organs.

"What? Do you know these two people?" Shante only paid attention to the reactions of Talis and Asa at this time. "Oh, I probably can't be considered human anymore. According to the name given by Your Excellency Archibald, these two should be called fear knights, or death knights."

Asa didn't answer, didn't open his mouth, he was afraid that if he opened his mouth, he would spit it out. And Ai Yimei started to vomit while listening to Shante's explanation, and was startled when Talis told the monster's identity, and then vomited faintly. After a shocking buffer and explanation, Asa also took over the control of the two undead creatures from Shante. The control method is not difficult to learn, even much simpler than controlling zombies and skeletons, both of these two necromancers maintain good instincts. As long as the mind moves, they will execute it themselves.

He has no choice. The rest of the road will never be easy. According to Sander. Although these two necromancer knights are not completely completed, their combat effectiveness is much stronger than before, which is quite helpful for this underground journey. So even if it is disgusting again. He still had to accept these two 'gifts'.

That transformation is irreversible. Asa knew that this method was more subtle and hundreds of times more difficult than the transformation he did for the queen in the capital. And Shante not only transformed the body, but also controlled the consciousness of both brains with necromantic magic. Now these two people no longer have the ability to think, and only the fighting skills and instincts they need are left, which is not much different from being dead. Maybe that's not such a bad thing. Anyway, even if he is alive, there may not be any good results, whether it is for himself or for others. The person who is never satisfied is the most dangerous person for anyone.

The crocodile-sized lizard had already been eaten by half, and the two ghost knights consciously stopped eating, and then stood there motionless, like two sculptures. They digest food and convert it into necromantic power in their bodies. As long as it is meat, it is their food, but Shante said that rotten human flesh is the most suitable for the absorption and transformation of the modified stomach.

Glowing vegetation flourishes in the tidal air near the river. Asa closed his eyes and prepared to sleep. The destination is not far away, it is better to take a rest.

But as soon as he closed his eyes, Rod Hart's face, which had been stitched together due to repeated craniotomy and facial sutures, appeared in front of him, as well as those dull eyes. After completing this matter, should he continue to live like this, or simply let him die completely? Asa is hesitating. Death is indeed a relief sometimes, especially in the case of Lord Hart.

When you die, you will know nothing, no ambition, no passion. Of course, there are no worries, there are not so many unnecessary twists and turns, yes, let’s forget about death... It seems to be the sequelae left by holding the hilt of the black star, and I gradually fell asleep, thinking about this problem. In a trance, Sa returned to the consciousness of boundless death. All around is darkness and death. That feeling permeated from the deepest part of his body again, slowly drowning out all other feelings, he only felt that he was sinking...to die, to rot, not to wake up again. Lord Hart

The smile, the once heroic posture, the scenery. Talking and laughing happily, the sliver of self-blame after betraying him...all flashed before his eyes, and finally there was that stitched numb face, the muscles trained with necromantic magic, and the seal of the magic circle. Bones, a dissecting study-worthy liver and stomach...all of it slammed into the chest like a giant battering ram.

Suddenly woke up and sat up, his stomach twitched, he vomited, and vomited out all the food he barely ate just now, as if it wasn't enough, he was still vomiting, even vomited out bile. When he was awake, he could barely suppress it with reason and perseverance, but once he fell asleep, the feeling left by the dark star that threatened Rod Hart suddenly penetrated deep into his heart. The breath of those dark dead consciousnesses intertwined with sadness, fear, loss, and despair, amplifying each other to the point of being irresistible. After retching for a while, he slowly calmed down. Although the stomach is a little more relaxed, the dull and dark feeling in the heart is still undiminished, full of fear, sadness, and the consciousness of death.

There was a sound of footsteps coming, and Talis turned out from a passage, and she stared at Asa in a daze. "What, are you uncomfortable?"

Asa didn't answer, and walked towards the underground river. Talis followed. The river water is icy cold, and washing your face can really wake you up a lot. Asa knelt by the river and took a bath. The biting cold seemed to dispel some discomfort. He suddenly buried his head in the river. After a while, he lifted his upper body out of the river, panting heavily.

"I always seem to be indifferent to everything I encounter. I thought you didn't feel anything." Talis said beside her.

Asa didn't speak, just looked at her coldly with sideways eyes. He's in a bad mood right now. Although the cold river water washed away the dirt and boredom on the surface of the body, the chest felt more stuffy and heavier. He was so uncomfortable that he wanted to die, but he didn't want to die. He wants to live, wants to live.

"Ai Yimei has fallen asleep." Talixian said. Because of the angle, she couldn't see Asa's eyes. "Then why don't you go to sleep?" Asa said coldly, his voice muffled and cold.

Talis suddenly said: "I know you are very sad. Two days ago, you talked about his story in the middle of the night. Since leading these two guys, you have hardly spoken. Your face It's been very bad...I just want to say that there is no way for anyone to undo what happened. This guy is his own fault." Asa still didn't speak, just panting heavily. The feeling in my heart seems to be getting more and more depressed.

Talis looked at him, and suddenly said: "I'm sorry, I don't know how to comfort people." The surrounding fluorescent plants made her figure clear and hazy. The female knight seemed a little embarrassed, like a child who didn't know how to do things, but she was very calm. The leather armor outlines her slender figure, and her coiled hair exposes her slender neck. At first glance, he looks like a very handsome boy. Whether it's standing posture, voice, or breath, he is a boy with great vitality.

But Asa knew she was definitely not a boy, he knew it very well, and what he knew was so clear now that it jumped out of the memory, jumping for joy. This is the only bit of vitality in the vast darkness and gloom in his mind now, and he instinctively wants to grasp this vitality and vitality.

He still remembered that when he was immersed in the boundless darkness of the Black Star, it was her voice that opened a little gap to let him struggle out. Now he wants that gap where he can see light and life, but it's not just sound~IndoMTL.com~, but something more real, warmer and more clearly felt and understood.

"So you and I wanted to comfort me?" Asa looked at her and smiled strangely. Excessive depression and gloom oppressed him, and he looked at her and suddenly had a strange idea. Strictly speaking, this is not a dream, but an instinctive impulse. Talis nodded. "Although you are very annoying, everyone is more or less a companion, and occasionally you are not so.

Hate... what are you doing. "She watched Asa walking in front of her. She was surprised at first, and then suddenly a little scared.

As a knight, she would never feel afraid even in the face of zombies, skeletons, vampires and other terrifying monsters. But now when she sees him, she really feels afraid, afraid.

This is not the fear of knights, but the fear of women. Although she didn't seem to see or hear anything unusual, she felt it.

"Aren't you trying to comfort me?" Asa's voice was already trembling. For the first time, he realized that he could no longer control himself in this regard, and he suddenly reached out and hugged Talis. Wrapping her waist with one hand, stretched out the back of her neck with the other and kissed her mouth fiercely, as hungry and thirsty as a person who hasn't drunk a drop of water for hundreds of years yearns for a clear spring.