Black Scepter Chapter 67: Confessions, the forgotten statement
> "It seems that it has been a long time since I experienced hunger."
The Morpheus staying in the prison of Yongyan sighed, "I really missed myself when I was hungry in the forest. I had eaten carrion and poisonous mushrooms for the sake of the stomach-if not because of one I ate a few bugs that only secrete scent and spit them out together. I guess I would have died there long ago."
Listening to where Morpheus recalled his past recipes, Ashcandy sat quietly on the ground, looking at him without blinking.
"Blood tribes will not experience so much food taste. Except for blood, eating anything else will not bring energy supplement to the body."
She extended her finger to her abdomen, revealing a helpless expression, "Blood is a food that makes blood people addicted, but not all blood can be arbitrarily consumed, such as your blood, I want any one Baron-level vampires drink your blood, and the consequence is that the power in the blood breaks him alive."
"I still have this ability, which is really unexpected."
Morpheus replied with a smile, without any sense of crisis.
Two days and two nights, Morpheus and Ashcandi thought about the way to get out of the cage in this cold and crisis-filled world, and even a big pit was blown out on the ground-but the result is obvious. Shikandi is still Morpheus, and he can't shake the terrible imprisonment spell of this level.
Under desperation, Morpheus did not feel a bit anxious. On the contrary, he began to think about something he had never thought about-for example...when he found that he was about to die, did he really have what he wanted? Meaning?
Some people are so busy because they will never think about what they need to do if they say goodbye to the world in a minute-but Morpheus found that when everything is about to die When he came to think about the problem, the world in his eyes began to become more different.
"Now I want to come. Many of the things I have done before are meaningless and smart."
"Oh, this feeling is normal, I feel deeper than you experience, but I need to bury this depression deeply in my heart, because sometimes it will make my mood very bad."
Ashkandi pointed out of the cage, "For example, with the Ballena family, the truth is that his inexplicable self-esteem is too sensitive. Who can think of a prince because of a few words? Killed by discord?"
This story is a little scary.
Morpheus wanted to say something. At this moment, when Ashcandi said this, he shut up quickly, fearing that he would end the same if he accidentally said something wrong.
As the chat ends, Ashkandi seems unwilling to say anything. The two fell silent again. In the past two days, Morpheus said a total of less than thirty sentences, each of which ended inexplicably. It is no longer embarrassing.
He turned his head to look around the darkness. Morpheus clearly felt that there were countless unknown creatures staring at him, and it seemed that he would just divide himself and eat it when he walked out of the cage. Their emotions are cautious and revealing a trace of fear—because countless powerful beings try to break the cage and end in failure. The awe of the energy itself gives these primitive beasts an instinctive awe.
Fear?
Morpheus suddenly got up, frowned, and walked to the prison cage—The Hebrew “New Testament” was not a blueprint for the doctrine used by the Byzantine Patriarch’s Court. In Tarens School, the old man Aquinas gave himself There are some Hebrew scriptures in the manuscript, all of which are taken from the Old Testament, not only for translation, but also for thinking and extension.
Hebrew in "Theology" is enough for Morpheus to understand a small part of his meaning in front of him. He carefully examined these writings and slowly read out the meaning of the words he knew.
"Hope for new students"
"The beginning and end of my place"
"Afraid to spurn"
The obscure "New Testament", when read so intermittently, is even more inexplicable-but the brows of Morpheus are deeper and deeper.
He suddenly felt that the vocabulary in front of him had a feeling of deja vu.
A sentence forced to recite countless times suddenly appeared in front of his eyes Morpheus suddenly opened his eyes suddenly-blurted out and said: ""Confessions"!?"
His eyes quickly glanced at those Hebrew words he didn’t see. The memories in his mind were gradually picked up, and the words were concatenated into words, clear in the process of continuously overlapping with the long-term memories. stand up.
St. Augustine's book "Confessions", the only book that Morpheus was forced to recite by Tang Jidi in his early years-for this he suffered a lot, and he would have to go hungry in the forest several times for a wrong sentence, so that he would later remember Excellent are all thanks to this book.
However, its content Morpheus has always been partially understood. The obscure sentence "Confessions" is obviously not a child who is in the literacy stage can study and understand. The sentence is branded in his mind and has become a mechanical memory instead of Understanding familiarity.
But because of this, Morpheus can only recall the entire content literally at this moment, and put only words and their counterparts into the seat.
"All fears are due to our enthusiasm for life. If there is no hope, there is no new life."
Morpheus recalled the contents of the book, but then immediately looked at the scepter in his own hand. Confessions quoted the original text of the "New Testament" once said: "The third person, holding the key to open the world, can Let the door open, but the world fell due to greed."
Now, it seems that this sentence is very suitable for the seat-obviously, the "third person" is Cain, and the "key" is the Severus scepter in his hand.
Before Morpheus tried to use the power of the scepter to bomb the prison of Eternal Word, but to no avail-but this time, he slightly twisted the tip of the rod and put it on a Hebrew word.
The description of "Key" in "Confessions" has another sentence: "Death brings new life, which I believe is the door to life."
"Death."
When the Hebrew word was touched by the scepter in the hand of Morpheus, it seemed to be slowly radiating a more dazzling brilliance.
Pale gold gradually changed to incandescent colors, and the word "death" was lighted up like no other!
Ashkandi, who has been silent, slowly stood up.
Morpheus fumbled, looked up at these scriptures, and then turned around, pointing to a word not far behind him-"new life".
No response.
Morpheus was not discouraged, and immediately began to try other vocabularies one by one. The scepter tip almost touched all the words in the field of vision. When the vocabulary reached three, the entire Yongyan prison actually started to shake slightly.
Every scene proves that this scepter seems to possess certain unknown abilities. Morpheus strives to calm down his inner excitement and begins to use the elements to remove the ground under his feet-the entire hemispherical cage is half on the ground and half on the ground. Underground, he turned the land like a mole and worked hard inch by inch.
Survival is the most basic human instinct.
Ashkandi always stood there silently, wondering what he was thinking about, but his eyes never left Morpheus for a moment. After Morpheus’s scepter touched the Hebrew word representing "hope," the entire Yongyan The vibration of the prison suddenly stopped!
Morpheus looked around with doubt, and the Hebrew Scriptures with flashes of writing were still floating in the air, but he was aware of the real structure of this prison-the power from "heaven" built this cage, The reason why the power of any strong man can't break these floating handwriting is because their existence does not belong to this plane!
The power of trans-planes cannot be achieved by ordinary people.
Every time the scepter lights up a handwriting, it lights up a spell node that builds the entire prison cage, a total of 18 nodes, and now it has lit up 17-even if Morpheus does not know that all the nodes of this magic circle are clicked There will be any consequences after the light, and he also roughly guessed what will happen to the scene through the element vibration from the tip of the scepter.
It is unclear whether the cage was disintegrated or whether he broke down with Ashcandi.
"I thought you would not stop."
Ashkandi suddenly said, looking at Morpheus with a strange look-this is the emotion she never showed in front of Morpheus, "If I were you, I would point at the first rune When it is lit, it stops, and a junction supported by the energy of the heteroplane will collapse and explode at any time under unstable conditions."
Morpheus squeezed sweat, but asked: "Why don’t you stop me?"
"The cruelty of the world is that no one will remind you what to do at the truly critical moment. The only thing I can do is to be alert to all possible situations and watch you grow up alone."
There is an inexplicable touch in Morpheus's heart.
The so-called "concern" is not necessarily a moment of care and fear that you will fall even if there is a heel, but it is an expectation. I hope that you can truly stand on the world in a down-to-earth way~IndoMTL.com~ 'Thank you', but I don't think you will accept it," Morpheus sighed. The tip of the staff dropped gently, looking at the cage in front of him. "The grievance between us is really unclear. I even remember the original time." Your hostility towards me. "
"I used to be the enemy of the world." Ashcandy replied softly, "But now, I see a friend who is willing to stand beside me."
"Fate, it's amazing." Morpheus turned around, "So... as a friend, can you face the danger side by side with me, Miss Ashcandy?"
"Call me Ashkandi."
An answer from the dark queen’s corner of the mouth slightly, walked to the side of Morpheus-this is also the true expression of her inner emotions and positions. When the footsteps stood still, Morpheus lifted the scepter and pointed to the last left of the cage In a vocabulary, Ashcandi raised his hand and gently placed it on the shoulder of Morpheus.
None of them found at this moment that the shroud of the servant of the arm suddenly shimmered under the cover of the robe.
(I also hope you throw a red ticket, monthly ticket, thanks!)