Black Scepter Chapter 57: The red eyes that flickered (five k)

[The pigeons were moved by the moving company, and it was delayed for four hours before the things were just moved... The update is a little late, everyone forgive me! 】

"How to communicate?"

"Communication in the soul is more direct and accurate than language, isn't it?"

Ashkandi's words make Morpheus a little stunned-can the green-eyed Ashkandi directly talk to another personality?

"Which one?"

He looked around. At the time of dinner, the three people in a well-known restaurant in Constantinople did not attract anyone’s attention, but Morpheus had no reason to worry about what would happen after the appearance of those two personalities. Various situations.... The Queen of Red Eyes may be okay, as long as the guy who is not the Inquisition should come here to find things, it will not flatten the place, and the Black Eyes...Morpheus can't help but have some headaches.

"You are distressed? It seems that they are not easy to deal with?" Ashcandi leaned forward and stared carefully at Morpheus's eyes. "But of course I wouldn't want a sudden situation to break the existing I’m safe, to be honest, I really like this now."

"You can see you at any time, you can see the blue sky and white clouds, you can chat carefreely, meet your friends..." Ashcandi said with a smile, "Of course, you have not Introduce more friends to meet me, I look forward to that day."

Morpheus was a little silent, and apparently still worried about the communication between Ashkandi and the other two personalities.

"Can you suppress their existence?" Morpheus suddenly asked: "I mean...you used to change unconsciously in the past when you changed personality, which usually means that your emotions have changed a lot. And now..."

"I understand what you mean."

Ashkandi nodded and said nothing, but closed her eyes slightly. With a few seconds of silence, when she opened her eyes again, her eyes were blood red...

"You--"

Morpheus was so shocked that he stood up directly. Can Ashcandi take the initiative to change his personality?

But before waiting for him to say anything, the blood-red eyes instantly turned back to green, and the smiling face still looked at himself, and said softly: "She agreed to my request, so..."

Morpheus’s heart is still sloshing — he hasn’t been so excited for a long time, the three personalities of Ashcandy... In the end, the red eyes queen is the most recognized in his heart, but just now At that short moment, Morpheus didn't have time to see any emotion in the Queen's eyes, which made his chaotic mind blank.

In the countless days and nights, in the situation that I kept recollecting in my dreams, only the queen of red eyes is what he most desires to save.

"Morpheus?"

Ashkandi, who had spoken a few words, saw Morpheus a little fascinated and asked him aloud. The latter made a clever from his memory and stared at Ashkandi for two seconds. Then he exhaled and said, "Sorry, some are distracted."

"Did you miss her a bit?"

Ashkandi whispered suddenly, there was no extra look on his face, but the green eyes seemed to see through the inner thoughts of Morpheus, but the latter was silent for a long time, and finally laughed helplessly: "How to say. .. she is you, you are also her, no matter what personality you are, I love Ashkandi, don’t you?"

This is the first time Morpheus has spoken the word "love" in public-Ashcandi, who wanted to continue to say something, was choked on by the words of Morpheus, and his cheeks climbed up with a blush, no longer speaking.

"What do you mean..."love" means?"

Andaril suddenly interjected and asked, with a young face, she was puzzled.

Morpheus turned his head and gently pulled Ashcandy’s cold palm onto his palm without any kindness, saying: “It is the only thing in the world that we need to take seriously, and love makes us exist Has a real meaning."

"I don't understand."

Andariel pouted.

"Life without doubt is undoubtedly a failure, so I, like you, have been seeking answers."

Morpheus smiled, "It's not too early, let's go back."

He got up and gently pushed Ashcandy out of the hotel. The three of them got on the carriage of the Duke’s Palace of Windsor, silently crossed the street and returned to Stuart Street.

"She was surprised."

Ashkandi in the car suddenly made such a sentence, making Morpheus's eyes slightly lifted-obviously he understood who Ashkendi was in her mouth.

"I have experienced many battles with her."

Morpheus didn’t explain too much to the green eye Ashcandi in front of her. If you elaborate, I’m afraid I can’t finish it for days and nights, but this sentence is very important for her. Morpheus does not want to be inexplicable because of women Psychology and cause unnecessary trouble-Morpheus does not say a lie, but it is enough for the other party to understand what this means.

"That means... a lot of stories?"

"Not many, but very bizarre."

Morpheus said, frowning suddenly, letting the driver stop the carriage, then turned his head to Ashcandi and Andaril and said: "Something happened, let me take a look."

The carriage that has walked into Stewart Street stopped at the intersection. At the moment, there was a team of horses in the middle of the wide street, obviously waiting for the Morpheus carriage for a long time.

A team of silver armor swordsmen wears armor that is very different from Byzantine style, and guards three middle-aged men in robes. When Morpheus walked off the carriage, one of them looked like he was about 50 years old. The mage stepped out of the team and directly pointed at Morpheus: "The Musoros family has been waiting for you for a long time."

Musoros, the existence of the ranks after the Versailles family among the ten largest families in the mainland, is known for producing great magicians. There have been more than seven members of the Musoros family in the history of the Golden Compass Council, which is enough to make It has the reputation of "Ivy" among the ten largest families on the mainland.

The speaker has gray and black hair, a simple robe and a staff in his hand, and he is capable. He walked to Morpheus and said bluntly: "The Musoros family watched all your games and thought it necessary to You make a friendly suggestion."

"Say."

Morpheus doesn't like the other party's style very much--what can't you wait to return to the Duke's Palace to discuss? Must I stop here halfway?

"The swordsmanship competition, your skill is extraordinary, and even Fermer of Versailles is not an opponent. I think there should be no suspense in the next game, but I heard that you did not participate in the magic match, Musoros The family sincerely hopes... to have a simple discussion with you in the field of magical attainments."

Morpheus understands what they want to do. Obviously, the other party disagrees with the fact that Morpheus challenged the top ten families with their personal abilities. Although Morpheus is not as good as these huge existences in terms of background, overall strength and influence. The sudden stunned head of the blue wind has overshadowed them all. Naturally, the big wind will attract these so-called "learning".

In other words, fame is risky, and you need to be cautious about making your identity public-the helpless Morpheus knows that he has agreed to Edward III and he will bear these consequences. He sighed and looked around, then said: "Now? Who are you?"

This time it’s the opposite of the stunned god, Morpheus seems to be prepared for battle without any unnecessary nonsense, and it doesn’t care whether the occasion here is suitable or inappropriate, which is obviously right for the mage of the Musoros family. My own contempt-the mage with the law enforcement staff took a step forward and said bluntly: "Obviously the street is not suitable for spell learning, and please forgive the recklessness we blocked here, because we do not want to alarm the respected Duke of Acar and the royal family of Byzantine , This time, it’s just a private friendly match, how about it?"

"Should the high-level mages want to control their magical influence range, shouldn't it be difficult?"

Morpheus raised his hand and began to draw a circle directly in the air. The complex and esoteric lines were completely formed under his fingers in less than five seconds. Then Morpheus waved this floating circle in the air and waved it. As if smashing it, the magic circle formed by the light was turned into mist and surrounded by a radius of twenty meters.

"Domain Boundaries?!"

This hand directly made the mage on the other side exclaim, and he watched as the light and fog centered on the body of Morpheus formed a dome-shaped enchantment!

This is not a skill that ordinary high-level mages can use-even the Holy Dome Master such as Freud can’t use the "domain" enchantment, because this skill belongs only to the dragon family, and humans Only a small number of the existence of the Golden Compass Council can release a similar "domain" in the form of a magic circle after exploring the ultimate secrets of the arcane domain.

Obviously, Morpheus is one of the very few people in the world.

He used this "opening speech" to directly put the other party under huge psychological pressure, but then Morpheus said like no one else: "It is just an impact absorption field, I am not interested in using other hands and feet to build an advantage."

He clenched his fingers slightly, "because that's not necessary at all."

The mage of the Musoros family swallowed, and he didn’t know how to refute the extremely confident words of Morpheus—obviously he knew how strong he was compared to the guy in this skilled release field, but The orders from the family must not be disobeyed, he finally raised his staff to salute, and then stepped into the "realm" released by Morpheus.

The street view of Stuart Street disappeared from his eyes with his pace. When entering the field of Morpheus, all the surrounding scenes completely disappeared, leaving only the infinite white.

"I have a question before I start."

Morpheus suddenly took the initiative and said, "You came to me just for a challenge that is doomed to failure?"

"Obviously, it's not that simple."

The mage raised his wand, "But as for more, it takes me to tell your lord after the defeat--"

Speaking of the last two words, he saw that the Morpheus in front of him had already raised his palm and condensed a suffocating giant blue fireball...

This strength can ask the mage who entered the Golden Compass Council without too much hesitation, he released more than three shields in his hand, and released "light body" and "element buffer" for himself, and then in Morpheus The moment the fireball was thrown, a shock was released towards the side, and with the help of the recoil force, he quickly avoided the attack coming straight to himself!

"Boom!"

The soul fireball exploded, and the impact caused the mage to float far away in the air. Holding his staff with a high concentration of spirit, he shook his hand to be a "very cold ice spear" with a level of more than thirty, but the staff Just lifted up, Morpheus's figure disappeared from sight.

The next moment, the sound of the broken elemental shield sounded from behind, and the mage had no time to turn around and found his back cold!

"Enough?"

The palm of Morpheus stayed behind the mage’s heart, and the annihilated elements all around made a unique "sizzle" sound. The three-sided shields above level 30 did not play any role and disappeared. In the air, the Morpheus's palm shone with a faint blue light, condensed on the surface of the robe behind the opponent's heart.

As long as Morpheus is willing, the mage will become the blood mist exploding in the air in the next second.

The other party instantly sweated all over his body. He tried to move his body, but he found that a force that was so strong that he could not breathe was completely suppressed. He couldn’t move it... The Morpheus in the field has already achieved this without effort. A "competition" victory-his overwhelming advantage did not even allow the opponent to release even an attack spell.

"Now, I want to hear the key points. What do the Musoros family need to talk to me about?"

The field disappeared, and Morpheus stood in the middle of the street on Stuart Avenue, looking at the muffled mage in front of him, expressionless.

It took less than thirty seconds for this mage to enter the "realm" and disappear from the "realm"-but apparently, the expression and status of both men and women showed that the outcome was fixed. The guard of the Musoros family and The other three members collectively expressed dementia, and then saw that the powerful mage who could have been elected to the next Golden Compass Council shuddered, took out a letter in his arms, and handed it to Morpheus: "A mutual help Opportunities for mutual assistance."

.......

When the carriage that Joan took with a group of magicians was parked in front of the Hagia Sophia in Constantinople, for the first time in a long time, she could not help but feel excited, looking at the familiar buildings around her , She took a deep breath and immediately followed the bishop’s team silently.

The direction of the group is the religious core of the Byzantine-the Patriarch's Holy Court.

Junde, whose level has quickly crossed to the "I" level, has a status that can not be ignored by the Patriarch’s Holy Court. The magician is not another professional. The strong in this purely "genius" profession, often It is an inexorable existence. Every magician who can jump to a powerful rank within three years is a valuable asset of the Patriarch’s Holy Court. Therefore, when Jeanne arrived in Constantinople today, she has been counted as a few. One of the theologians appointed by the Patriarch who can go to this divine core building.

Looking up, the tall, white marble marble sanctuary church is solemn and solemn. The traces of "icon icon worship" and "anti-icon icon worship" are still here, and only the angels with damaged heads remain The beautifully carved body, Jeanne silently chanted the prayer that has been repeated countless times, stepped into the core of power that countless people could not reach, and looked around, but saw all the people around him standing in a black robe war.

"What are we going to do?"

Jeand didn’t understand the specific reason why he came here--it was to follow the call of the priest, but it was better to listen to the orders of the bishop.

"Listen to revelation."

The bishop did not explain too much.

Jeand didn’t say a word in silence, and even when he saw all the magicians not far in front of him suddenly turned their heads together-the door in the center of the main hall opened at this moment, and the first step was the twelve The bishop in red finally appeared to be the "spiritual leader" holding the patriarch's scepter.

The Patriarch of the Constantinople parishion, Connegger.

"Today, we are here together for a simple purpose."

As a priest, with his silver hair, he wore a luxurious platinum-gold costume, holding a scepter and his voice was deep and mellow. To execute the Lord’s command..."

The Patriarch’s words echoed in the hall of the Holy Court. At first, Jeanne bowed down and listened silently like other magicians. After a few minutes, she frowned slightly. She was very sensitive to the magic. Face up, looking towards the dome curtain above his head.

Not only countless angel sculptures are left in the "Idol Worship", but also those exquisite murals. At the moment right above Joan of Arc, the angel painted on the solid wall still has the image elaborated by the painter at that time. But at this moment, Joan of Arc raised an uncontrollable aversion in his heart...

Looking up, the main image of the mural above him is suddenly in front of him-it is a golden angel... golden armor, golden wings, a gorgeous and obscured helmet, holding a handle in his hand Sharp spear.

Who is he?

Jeand’s brows grew deeper and deeper.

.............

Successfully resolved the Morpheus of the Musoros family mage. After returning to the Duke’s Palace, he has been sitting in a daze in his study-not because of the influence of the mage and the family behind him, but because of the constant in his mind Ashcandy flashed his red eyes that made his heart beat faster.

The seven-year period can change a lot. Which Morpheus of Ashcandy with different personality is the favorite? Naturally, who is the decisive red eye queen. However, after seven years of hard work in the dragon race, Morpheus no longer cares about which personality occupies Ashcandi's body-as long as she is still alive, as long as she is happy, Morpheus is willing to give everything.

However, this does not mean that Morpheus will calm down at this moment. After a few deep breaths, Morpheus came to Ashkandi's bedroom, gently knocked on the door to enter, and then sat in front of Ashkandi. .

"Want to meet her?"

The green eyes blinked slightly~IndoMTL.com~ Ashcandi didn’t seem to be surprised that Morpheus appeared in front of herself at this moment. She sat down on the bed and put down the book she was just reading, leaning forward. , Looking at Morpheus and saying, "I know you will come."

"Why?"

"She told me."

Ashkandi's lips were raised, "I didn't expect to communicate with another'self' in my body for so long...and she also told me a lot about you."

This makes Morpheus do not know how to answer. I have to sit in front of Ashcandy and sigh, "After all, you were locked in heaven because of some things between me and her, some things." , I want to meet her in person..."

"I understand." Ashcandi seemed to understand Morpheus's mood at the moment. She suddenly lowered her head for a few seconds and then whispered: "She hopes to have half an hour."

Morpheus was taken aback for a moment, and just wanted to open his mouth to ask what it meant, but found that Ashcandi had closed his eyes gently.