Silent Crown Chapter 398: Light of Hope
"Curse?"
He whispered softly: "How could it be a curse?"
On the front of the shirt, that hideous face changed slowly, and his lips opened and closed, as if singing softly, so a ghastly hoarse smile came from my ears. A novel＜＜＜﹤﹤＜≤≦≦＜＜≤≦≤≦≤
"Oh, Solomon, was born on Monday, was baptized on Tuesday... got married on Wednesday, got sick on Thursday... got very sick on Friday, died on Saturday... was buried in the soil on Sunday."
"Oh, Solomon, this is your miserable life..."
Colt was dizzy, his eyes were so dark that he almost fell from the wagon.
In a trance, he saw a rickety old woman standing in front of the cauldron, stirring the broth in the cauldron laboriously, putting in her heart and blood, singing with a weird smile, singing chants from the chanting faction Ballad.
So the curse came thousands of miles away.
Through the surface of the water, those green pupils seemed to perceive Colt's gaze, becoming mocking and cruel.
"He saw me? He saw me!"
The old woman touched the shriveled breast and room, and grinned weirdly: "My little pitiful, the little pitiful worth nine hundred thousand pounds, don't resist, let the mother-in-law take you away obediently. You The ugly face really makes the mother-in-law’s heart itch. Before you die, the mother-in-law will be kind and reward you with a sweet dream, giggle giggle!"
Colt gritted his teeth, pulled out the counterpoint, and pierced into his abdomen.
The alchemy matrix on the blade instantly connected the theory of music in the body, and the cursed tumor entangled in the deepest part of the body, and immediately afterwards, they died together to release a counterpoint shock.
Colt screamed, spit out dark blood, and the vague induction dissipated in an instant. The last thing he heard was the loud noise of the explosion of the copper kettle, and the roar and roar of the old woman.
"Damn! I won't let you run away! Little bastard! I won't..."
Colt drew his dagger, snarled his wound tightly, drove his car through gritted teeth, and ran.
The mad woman and herself were hit hard just now. She will definitely not let it go, and she will definitely expedite the curse at that time.
Be sure to speed up and get to the Knights!
Be sure to come!
As if aware of his arrival, soon, an iron whale airboat rose into the distant sky, followed by the second and third...
Amid the high-pitched whale singing, the swarm of iron whales slowly flew towards them, seemingly ill, and they were already on top of them in an instant.
"They are coming! Master! They are coming!"
Colt screamed in surprise, danced in ecstasy, jumped out of the carriage, waved frantically to the sky, yelled, and cried with joy: "I am here! I am here! I'm still alive!
Have you seen Ye Qingxuan? You can't kill me, hahahaha...you are dead! You are dead! "
The high-hanging iron whale approached slowly.
Something seems to be wrong.
Colt panicked and looked at them blankly:
Why is there no reduction?
The iron whale gallops, soaring in the sky, the whistle roars, and the whale song plays in the sky.
Just like this, calmly, swiftly, and gracefully... Flying slowly from above Colt and their heads, flying into the distance, only casting a shadow of despair
They, at all, didn't, see themselves!
Colt's smile stiffened, cold, completely swallowed by fear, almost suffocated.
He climbed into the grass cart like crazy, shook the dizzy Philip, and slapped him on the cheek: "Signal! Master signal!"
He screamed, his voice was as sharp as a wire:
"Tell them I am here!"
Philip coughed violently, seemingly awake at last, staring at Colt blankly, not knowing where he was. Colt hurriedly pointed at the dark shadow in the sky:
"Knights Templar, signal!"
For a long time, Philip raised a finger with difficulty and pressed it into the void. The fingertip slowly lit up with a ray of light, like a candle in the wind.
Colt almost cried with joy.
What a beautiful light of hope, it seems to gather all the good things in the world...
Then, in the next instant, the light was brutally pinched by the invisible force.
Disillusionment.
The fireplace, food, and warmth in the light dissipated like a fairy tale.
It wasn't until this time that Colt realized that the unheard noise had quietly covered the entire jungle, quietly raising the ether, like a thick fog of invisible fingers, blocking all messages from coming out.
This is the special skill of the school of secret guards·The Theatre of Silence.
At that moment, Colt was like falling into an ice cave.
It's over.
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The iron whales soared through the sky.
On the flank, on a reconnaissance ship, the observer saw the scene below through the observation mirror, and couldn't help but patted his colleagues next to him: "Hey, look, there are people in such a barren mountainous place below. ."
In the looking glass, is Colt dancing in ecstasy.
"He seems to be waving at us!"
The colleague took a look and saw the distorted face with excitement. He couldn't help but shook his head and smiled: "A farmer who has never seen the world before. Seeing the fleet is like seeing a miracle. It's normal. ."
The observer put the observation mirror aside and exclaimed: "When I first saw the fleet back then, I was like them."
"Yes."
My colleague smokes a cigarette, his eyes sinking into the long past with nostalgia:
"Who isn't it?"
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A few hours ago, early in the morning.
A messenger riding a gray horse rushed to the station of the Knights Templar, found the person in charge, and sent a dispatch order.
After reading, Benn looked up and asked: "We remember that your country has granted us two days to stay."
The messenger looked ashamed: "Sorry, sir, I know this request is unkind. We have set aside a camp for your rest, just two hundred kilometers away."
He paused for a while and cursed in a low voice: "The **** of the Water Authority are patronizing money corruption! The water plant that was just built here last year was shut down again, and the groundwater could not be pumped up. Water sources in nearby towns The supply has stopped, and even the water you need here cannot be guaranteed.
We need to dig a well in this camp temporarily to ensure emergency supplies... I'm really sorry, this is the letter I asked you to hand over. "
He took out a letter and handed it to Benn.
Bann finished reading it soon and nodded:
"Please report back to Minister Quinn. We were originally guests. After giving birth to this kind of thing, we naturally put your country’s affairs first. The other camps are no longer needed. The Iron Whale is almost ready. The same goes for the city.
We leave as early as possible and we should be able to reach the holy city at night. "
The messenger is overjoyed: "Thank you for your generosity."
Following Bann's orders, the quiet camp quickly became hustle and bustle. The Templars quickly packed their bags and tents, and orderly carried the supplies to the iron whale.
In just two hours, the camp has been completely organized.
The iron whales rose into the sky and sang the triumphant return to the holy city.
Go home.
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When Colt's light of hope was pinched out, a hoarse voice came from the distance controller.
"The'The Theatre of Silence' has been completed, Ye Qingxuan, this is the last time the School of Secret Keepers has helped you."
Master Heisenberg said: "I hope you can fulfill our agreement in the future."
"I have already arranged it, please don't worry, Master."
Behind the long table, Ye Qingxuan propped his chin and looked at the map in front of him. On the map, a series of tragic blood spots slowly extended northward, already approaching the holy city.
He stared at the rugged blood path, as if staring at some great artwork, he whispered softly:
"Absolutely, foolproof."
"Oh? I would like to hear the details."
Perceiving a certain meaning in the words, Master Heisenberg couldn't help being curious.
With the ability of the secret guard school, he naturally saw his arrangements for these days, but Heisenberg did not discover what kind of back-hand he still hides.
Although Master Philip is exhausted, a master who has accomplished the chapter of destiny with the theme of "God Punishment" is definitely not so easy to deal with even when he is still alive.
So he was very curious about what Ye Qingxuan had arranged.
In response, Ye Qingxuan smiled mysteriously.
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At this moment, in the desolate jungle, a small immature hand pulls up the weeds under his feet, without regard to the dirt and insects on it, stuffing it into his mouth, chewing extremely sweet, green grass juice from the corner of his mouth stay.
The fourteen-year-old boy looked like a wild child, even though he was as golden and majestic.
"Uncle, uncle."
He pulled at the corner of the man in front of him, pitifully: "I'm hungry."
"Then just eat something, here, eat this."
The man in front pointed at ~IndoMTL.com~ at a big tree. The boy opened his mouth, and the invisible dragon turned into a huge mouth, uprooting the big tree and swallowing it into an unknown place.
Only heard the chewing sound of the broken wooden block.
The grumble hungry voice still rang from the teenager's stomach.
The man walking in front sighed, bent over and squatted down, looking at the aggrieved nephew in front of him, stretched out his hand and rubbed his head: "My dear nephew, bear with him for a while, this is a rare uncle and my good friend. He came to me for help, not to mention that he gave me the money!" He said, he gestured his finger: "So much money, uncle, I will support you for a long time! I will buy you fried steak when I go back. Is it good to eat?"
The young man nodded aggrievedly: "I want five heads."
"Five heads are five heads! That's it."
'Uncle' clapped happily, got up, looked at the dying grass cart in the distance, and showed a weird smile:
"Although there was a hunch that he would contact me for a long time, I didn't expect that the first time he came to me, he would do a big ticket..." (To be continued.)