Black Scepter Chapter 34: Do you need a trial, old dregs?
>"What is death?"
Morpheus awakened suddenly, as if he had been submerged in the icy river under the Colens Falls at the previous moment. He took a deep breath, like a hypoxic fish.
Depressed, dull, and painful.
There is still Tang Jidi's words echoed in his mind, and there are countless scenes of him who had faced death directly in front of him. The flow of water from the falls of Colens Falls made him unforgettable for a lifetime. At that time, his body seemed to be torn apart. memorable.
When all the scenes in front of him disappeared, and the focus of the field of vision was in front of him, Morpheus suddenly realized that he was still in the "final dogma".
The cold stone wall was struck by himself twice without any trace of damage. The scepter of Sulfuras was still radiating light slowly in the card slot in front of him. The human like a sculpture-Cain, Still maintaining a pensive movement.
Morpheus, who was trying to sit up, was lying back on the ground because of a severe pain. He opened his eyes wide and looked at the top of his head, bewildered-he was not dead?
Still dead?
He shook his left hand, the smooth feeling stems from the blood that has not dried up, and the wound on the right rib pierced by Knights of the Round Table Waglan is extremely serious-in the moment before the coma, the one who had raised the magic steel dagger Did the knight not kill himself?
"We changed our minds."
In a still hoarse voice, Morpheus turned his head strenuously, and saw the people in black robes that suddenly appeared in front of him. Notting I, who had a pale cheek and a playful look, looked down at himself, contemptuous.
"Tell us the origin of the Holy Gun in your hand, and the object of the contract, young man, you can choose death or eternity."
Vagland holding the magic steel dagger stared at the pattern of the servant contract that Morpheus's arm was scratched, and his eyes were strange, like fear and fiery.
"The pattern of that contract seems familiar, but I’m not sure if it’s really the consequence of that scroll"
Ozra Hradim, holding his staff in a deep voice, pointed at Wagrand Road.
"That is not important. What is important is the connection between the magic pattern and the scepter behind him. I don’t want to be ignored by a loophole that leads to eternal slavery. No one knows whether this is another trap. "
Elven Prince Ludino? Moon Shadow’s tone is slightly weird. When he speaks, his lips hardly move, but his voice is very soft.
The souls trapped in the scepter did not rush to kill the Morpheus who had been seriously injured, but they were discussing several seemingly serious problems, which made the Morpheus who had been relieved from the memory feel inexplicable.
Looking down, the holy gun in his left hand was left aside, but no one dared to touch it, but what can he do in this situation?
The pattern of the contract of the servant on the left arm was cut out by Wagrain’s sword, and the opened flesh has stopped bleeding. The powerful knight of Morpheus itself restored his constitution so that he could not die from excessive blood loss, but This situation cannot talk about resistance at all, just like the meat on the cutting board is to be slaughtered.
"Hey, old guy, can I choose eternity?"
Morpheus finally stopped struggling, and suddenly asked Pope Nolan I, who stopped the debate with the elven prince, slowly turned his head, and everyone also turned their attention to Morpheus.
The atmosphere was instantly cold.
"Eternal? Oh, that's a tempting vocabulary." Nolan I took a step and bent down, his old face was no longer as kind and kind as he was as a pope, but only cruelty and coldness, "Compared to death, what a temptation is eternity? To stay in the world forever, like him--"
He reached for Cain, who had never spoken, and the latter still didn't have any extra movement.
Nolan I has no intention of showing any respect to Yin, and seems to have known that he would be the same.
"How is it? Are you really thinking about going to eternity?"
The elf prince beside wanted to say something, but was stopped by the assassin Altayil, and all of them suddenly took a step back at this moment.
"When you roll down from the pope's position, your trick is as tough as it is now."
An old voice that made Morpheus feel incredible. After these peerless strongmen stepped back, the figure that appeared on the spot made Morpheus wide-eyed!
Yizuer? Windsor.
The 23rd set of Tarot No. 0 cards "Fool", the most legendary homeowner in the history of the Windsor family, shouting a lunatic who dances with God, but was judged by the Inquisition as "heretic" but laughing The first military aristocrat before the empire stepped out of that building.
At this moment, appeared in front of Morpheus in a form of soul different from the strong ones in front of him.
Nolan I's original confusing expression in the face of Morpheus instantly changed color-a slightly trembling lips proved that he was out of anger at the moment.
"Put away your set, I’m in charge here!"
The palm with a ring that symbolizes the Pope’s authority swayed fiercely, and an inexplicable tear appeared in the space, straight toward the pawns-the latter did not shirk, and was shocked by this blow. Hit, disappeared without a burst of sound.
However, the next moment reappeared beside Morpheus.
"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
Yi Zuer, whose body shone with a pale blue light, did not do anything, but Nolan I did not have too much nonsense, and seemed to be extremely afraid of Yi Zuer. The former head of the Windsor turned indifferently, bent down, and extended his powerful palm towards Morpheus.
"Prove to me that the last heir to the purple iris is qualified to bear its glory?"
He ignored the horrible old guys behind him, ignoring Cain sitting on the holy tomb, similar in appearance to Morpheus. Although his face was slightly old, but no Nolan I was so sickly pale, Morpheus, unable to get up, tried to raise his arm, put it on the hand of the former owner, and clenched.
Get up slowly.
"The existence of the sacred gun is always to break the so-called indestructible things, but it can also make certain things immortal," Yizuer pointed to the gun of Longinus on the ground next to Morpheus. Fragment, said: "Just as it once killed God, but it makes the faith eternal."
Morpheus is still in shock. In the face of this legendary patriarch, he no longer knows what to say-there are too many questions stuck in his throat, but none of them can speak.
Bending his head and bending down, Morpheus resisted the pain and held the Holy Gun again. When he raised his head, Yizuer had already withdrawn a few steps back.
"You are trained and don't think you are afraid of death, but can fearless death bring you real power?" He smiled and spread his hands, "You are a human first, if humans are not afraid of death , Then it’s not human."
Morpheus gritted his teeth and couldn’t speak, stood up and made his whole body hurt like a tear, and arched his back, because the rib wound was pulled, and the stubble of his right arm was still exposed. In the air, the image is appalling.
But Yi Zur's words reminded him of what Tang Jidi had said to himself.
"Do you know what death is?"
This is the first sentence I heard when Morpheus was lying on the shore and spitting water spitting out after being slapped by Tang Jidi De Jipa.
The ten-year-old Morpheus broke his bones at that time and could not move at all. His white face was scary, but he nodded.
But Tang Jidi continued: "Overcoming the fear of death is your first step in survival in a dangerous environment."
"When you start to fear death again, you will understand that "death" is not terrible, terrible, just your "fear" itself."
"Treasure life, live, not just for yourself."
Yi Zuer, who was classified as a "legend" in Morpheus's mind, smiled, but suddenly disappeared among this group of people. His presence was so dazzling and outstanding that no one dared To interrupt his words about Morpheus-and his appearance makes Morpheus face a problem again.
Are all these people who appeared in front of you really die for the scepter?
"Oh, your last name is Windsor, then we may not give you more choices."
Nolan I did not have the bewildered expression just now, but it was extreme hatred and indifference. He went straight to Morpheus, looked at his left hand holding the Holy Gun, snorted, raised his hand-black energy Instantly gathered to become a black scepter, "Yi Zuer appeared once, it proves that he is further away from the death of the soul, I think next, I am afraid that no one can stop your death."
The scepter fell, bringing up the violent elements that were stirred!
Morpheus looked at the dark rod end in his hand—the black cross had the crucifix of the Lord, this scepter unique to the pope was originally filled with a sacred symbol of worship by the believers, but thinned in the hands of Nolan I With the craze of destruction.
This blow is by no means simply destroyed.
Morpheus instinctively raised the sacred gun to try to block it, but his movement was slow due to his sluggish body, which caused the pope Nolan I’s attack to hit his forearm fiercely-that is Directly above the servant contract design.
"Om!"
A weird buzz, the black scepter stopped moving downwards, and was stopped by the Morpheus's arm that could hold up!
At this moment, Morpheus was greeted by the kind of cold and breathy death breath-the soul was damaged by the black energy fragments, which caused threats far beyond the apparent crisis!
Welcome to death, Morpheus faced his fear for the first time-but at this time, he suddenly found that he no longer felt any pain, bowed his head, wounds in the ribs and blood slowly flowed down, But the magic pattern behind came suddenly the strange burning sensation.
Like a tsunami, the burning sensation immediately engulfed Morpheus's remaining sanity.
On this kind of knot, the magic pattern behind Morpheus reacted again after a long time of silence-the black magic pattern changed into a burning red and red, and the edge position immediately began to disintegrate!
Since the last time the magic pattern node disappeared, the next three layers of fine patterns on the edge of the magic pattern appeared at the same time. They were like hot magma, which slowly penetrated into the skin of Morpheus.
At the moment, Morpheus, who is holding the sacred gun, forcibly withstood this extreme pain, and the horror will power exercised by him and Ashcandi's simultaneous experience stood on the spot, Nolan I stared and raised his eyes. The scepter reached in front of Morpheus. After a string of obscure spells, more than six violent shock waves suddenly burst out, and the black waves swallowed Morpheus!
However, ten seconds later, the air inside the holy tomb was still intact, and the standing figure of Morpheus was sheltered by a layer of luminous spherical barrier without any damage.
The magic pattern behind him disappeared three layers at a time, and the effect it brought was far more than the drastic change brought about by the last node disappearance-the scars on the body began to heal at an unbelievable rate, but then A strange expansion of most of the body's muscles!
It's like making your body double or triple in an instant. The pectoralis major, biceps, latissimus dorsi, thighs, calves, and other areas with obvious muscle contours instantly look like balloons, and three or four seconds After Zhong Zhong, the whole body returned to its original volume, but the sweaty body was more explosive than before.
The Pope’s attack is invalid, and it is the collective attack of all the strongmen-the long and powerful arrows without the physical form, the Naples magic steel short sword, the 49th level single strongest penetration spell "Bruno's Light", a dagger with a strange light in the air.
The terror attack exploded in front of the unknown barrier in front of Morpheus!
The dust on the ground~IndoMTL.com~ The holy tomb is covered with deafening sounds, and even the whole "Final Dogma" is shaking!
But everything finally stagnate in front of an absolute barrier.
"The same sentence"
In the dust, Morpheus's figure slowly emerged, still intact.
"The arrogant will eventually pay the price."
The sweat beads slipped, Morpheus's arm holding the sacred gun suddenly relaxed, and then tossed it gently to the right hand, and his next action made the souls in the scepters stunned.
He reached out and took another holy lance from the scabbard.
The Morpheus, each holding a holy weapon in each hand, stood in front of this group of powerful men who once blew the continent, and raised their heads, their strange eyes flashing blood red light looked forward.
"Do you need a trial, old dregs?"