Returning from the abyss

Chapter 657
The burial ceremony mentioned by Kusumi Hirayama is simple and complex.All the requirements of this ceremony can be carried out as long as you find items that meet the concept, but for the king, it is actually difficult to find something that meets the concept.

A cemetery, a sacrifice, a priest, a coffin, and a piece of paper.

"The king is presented by memory, so we should also start from this aspect for the final corresponding thing." Kuzumi said.

"The cemetery... the memory network of the prison in the deep palace is probably a suitable cemetery." Jean said, "I have come into contact with that memory network twice. It is a network isolated from the outside world. I think this is also the most dangerous place for the former king. The reason why my memory is arranged there."

"Then, I have also prepared sacrifices here." Kuzumi took out a palm-sized cloth bag, "We took out some memory fragments damaged by lightning strikes from the Eternal Tribulation Corridor, it should not increase the king's strength anymore, but It should still be useful."

"Then the question is how to find the latter three. Where should we start with things that fit the priest, the coffin and the eulogy?" Lu Ning asked with a frown.

"I think we can go to...the Supreme Bishop." Liu Yunqing said.

As the few people in this world who are still alive and understand the king, the archbishop may be the person who best meets the requirements of a priest here.Except for those who didn't know the existence of the Supreme Bishop, such as Jiu Zhu, everyone immediately agreed with this proposal in their hearts.

"Then let's go there now, before the king starts to wreak havoc." Lu Ning said, looking at the music in his hand, "It's hard to guarantee how long his rationality can last."

The treasure is shining. The more the king arouses the power, the stronger the resonance effect. At the same time, Lu Ning can also observe that the lightsaber is gradually turning into a brighter red color, which also means that the king is heading towards a certain place. The inevitable result of this kind of memory recovery.

Only Lan Tu asked his team members to stay. He needed to be ready to deal with the problems of the palace at any time, and he had no time to be a clone.

Lu Ning rolled up her robe and took off directly with black color, followed by Kuzu Hirshin. The two of them can walk in the air with the help of the shell, but the rest of them are not so convenient.The urgency of the situation did not allow everyone to act together. Of course, the two fastest rushed to the residence of the largest bishop first.

About 10 minutes later, Lu Ning saw the chapel where the chief bishop lived from afar.After pressing the ink cloud to the ground, she rushed directly into the church.It was still dark in the church now, she scanned around with her electronic eyes, and soon saw that the position of the chief bishop was at the back.

"The greatest bishop!"

The old man is actually still resting at this moment, even if such an earth-shattering thing happened outside, he still didn't alarm him.When Lu Ning rushed in, he was just awakened by the shout.

"My child... what happened to make you so impatient?"

"The king is awake, you know?"

"I know, probably in the near future, but it's just people who pieced together bits and pieces of memories. Is it today? I don't remember the day..." The chief bishop held his forehead, "Every time the nobles tear apart their memories in the inner city, they send Go back to where you should go, and I think this time is no exception."

"This time the nobles failed to intercept them near the palace. The king had already entered the inner city, and the nobles activated the protective shield to cover the entire inner city. The situation is still unclear." Lu Ning quickly concluded.

"That's normal. After all, every time the king comes out, his strength will increase. I'm afraid those memories will reflect on his own mistakes as much as possible. However, the nobles should have made corresponding progress. For example, this protective cover has never been used by them." The bishop stood up slowly, "You just need to avoid it. Even if the king only has some memories, he should not hurt the people casually."

"We want to bury him." Lu Ning said, "Did you know that the king once left a funeral for himself in the Eternal Tribulation Corridor, I don't want to bet on whether the nobleman succeeds this time, we just want to do what we can— —I came to you this time because I needed a priest for the funeral.”

"A...priest." The archbishop nodded, "I've never heard of it, but since you said so, then we can give it a try."

At this time, Kuzumi Hirayama had also come here, stood at the door and did not come in, bowed slightly inside and said, "Maybe we need to ask the chief bishop's staff for a while."

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The power of time exploded on Yan Rong's spear. Although the spear at the distribution center would not wear out, the golden flame attached to it was instantly cut off, and Yan Rong also took two steps back under this force.

"The vicissitudes of life... No one can escape time, and it is for this reason that I choose to go to eternity." The king gently wiped the clock dial on the ax with his hand, took a ray from the light, and turned it into a sharp knife in his hand, "Although It's a bit of a lost track, but I'm confident I can get it back on track."

With a flick of his wrist, the sharp knife rushed towards Yan Rong like a meteor, and Yan Rong stomped on the ground hard, soaring into the air amidst the explosion of flames, dodging the knife.

The king just looked at her with a smile.

"it's beautiful."

"Try this trick again?" Yan Rong stirred the spear in the air, and the flames began to spray from the gun to the sky. She hit a strong blow, and the fan-shaped flames fell on her head. Just as the king was about to block it, he immediately noticed that The holy light mingled between the flames, and the feet were wrong, leaving only a blue light and shadow on the ground, but I was already standing tens of meters away.

"Learn that trick from me? You are really talented."

As soon as Jin Yan fired, Yan Rong rushed forward with a gun: "Your hand is not only capable of burning with flames, do you think I can't see it?"

"The people who can be seen in that situation are indeed very capable." The king changed his weapon again, holding the white sickle in his hand, "Even if you have also completed the blooming of yourself, you are still stronger-but it is a pity .”

Yan Rong suddenly felt cold all over, and she quickly changed direction, but was still hit by a gloomy light on the fire wing on the left, the burning fire suddenly became exhausted, and the emotions belonging to that part were directly extinguished, as if leaving I went away by myself.

"'I' did leave me with many possible stumbling blocks before walking towards this self-enclosed ending. But this blooming gift... the seven sceneries of kings and ministers are things we all share, these are solid and inseparable Is it me? Or is it me and my friends' shared avatar?" The king's finger swept across the smooth handle of the sickle, "Rest in peace destroying...they each have their own name, so it should be the latter, right?"

"You... this is..." Yan Rong fell to the ground and shivered. Although the fire on her body was still burning, she could no longer feel any warmth from her emotions. The coldness penetrating into her bones was unbearable. Can't help but really think of death, that sickle is also of the same nature as the flame on his body?

"I am the first person in this world to complete self-blooming." The king seemed to see Yan Rong's doubts, "To be honest, this is just a by-product I was looking for on the way to find the answer to the question. The strong is the strong, but Protecting one person but not stabilizing the country is not what I am looking for. But... I also know the weakness of this self-realization. Seriously, I am not afraid of all of you relying on it. Because that's all I left behind."

The king is indeed fully qualified to say such things, and this is exactly what both Yan Rong and Lu Ning were worried about before - if all the power obtained comes from the king, then why use these to bury the king?
"This is not a fair battle, it wasn't from the beginning...Even though those treasures are no longer in my memory, I can still—" The king stretched out his hand, and the white light on Yan Rong's body, acting as the god of power, began to be slowed down by him. Pull it out slowly.

At this moment, there was a sharp whistling sound in the air, and the three figures rushed down from different directions. The king could only let go of his hand, and swung the sickle horizontally, blocking the attack of the three people with a loud noise.

"Ok?"

Three foreign officials from different nobles, and their equipment was completely different from those that the king had dealt with before.Everyone's weapons are strange mechanical combinations, like a pile of building blocks that have been pieced together randomly, and their bodies are covered with biological-like external armor. They have no flying organs but can still perform high-speed mobility.

"Oh! As expected of the king."

With a familiar tone, Yan Rong remembered that this was the Sacrifice foreign officer who blocked his party on that glorious night of sacrifice.

"Greetings to you, although you are not a complete king, I have read your legend since I was a child." The one with a humble and polite tone was Eosek, the Eyesight foreign affairs officer who dealt with the follow-up after the school incident.

"More foreign affairs officers are on their way. Your battle data has been collected, and you won't be allowed to escape a second time." The last one is Mist's foreign affairs officer, whom Yan Rong doesn't know.

"Tsk, it can be seen that the weapons in your hands are also specially used to restrain me. The speed of the nobles is really fast." The king's expression was slightly displeased, "But the memory network is just a cold thinking machine after all, even making The weapons that come out are so impersonal..."

"It will be useful if it can send you back to the deep palace." The foreign affairs officer of Mist waved the combination weapon in his hand and attacked the king again, but this time the king did not take it hard, but put away the sickle and quickly It turned into the five rings worn on the fingers.

"Void latitude and longitude." Eosek slammed his weapon on the ground, and an echo reverberated around. The king also flicked out his fingers at the same time. Like a checkerboard-shaped space cutting line unfolded in the air, he made a flexible flick of his fingers With this movement, a pointer-shaped knife suddenly appeared in his hand, and it cut out in an instant, and the person had come to the back of Eosek.

The foreign officer was cut in half, but the biological armor on his body began to stretch out some thin threads to connect the body together again.

"Unfortunately, Your Majesty, all my armors are pure cellular organisms, without intelligence, let alone emotions. The discovery you are proud of cannot destroy their roots."

"Things made by machines will always be machines. I wonder if it was correct for me to hand over the governance of the entire kingdom to the nobles." The king looked unhappy, "You have deviated from the track I arranged for you."

"If you say that, we have to defend ourselves." Sacrifice's foreign affairs officer rushed forward fiercely, his desire to attack was the strongest, even if the opponent was the king, he would attack like crazy, and even refused to attack some of the attacks he had received. I understand that the king is not afraid of such an onslaught, but it is true that he will not be able to take down all the foreign officials who are targeting him for a while.

"The task you gave to the nobles has been completed long ago! The memory network is just developing on its own according to the way the world needs most! Memory, emotion, life and death... Of course, these things that humans have must be studied, so continue to study restraint methods at the same time Isn’t it very normal?” The foreign affairs officer roared while laughing, “I don’t think there is anything wrong with the world today, or are you planning to take over these worlds with those old-fashioned thinking? King, king, if you even us You can’t get over all the obstacles, so what do you use to catch up with you in your heyday!”

With the last word out, the foreign officer finally broke away from the king's posture. He raised his empty left hand, and a faint blue fox's head appeared in his palm, and then punched the king's chest.

The translucent soul, which is exactly the same as the current king's, was blasted out of the body by this punch, but the king just couldn't find a way to deal with it in a hurry, so he ate it suddenly. Before the soul returned to its place, the body had already reacted , a pitch-black dagger emerged from his hand, and swung forward a arc-moon slash with the sound of a golden dagger. There was a grisly tearing sound, and the entire body of Sacrifice Foreign Affairs Officer was swept away. The black arc was cut into pieces, and even the weapon was shattered into pieces. The other two foreign affairs officers managed to hide in time, but they also lost their legs.

The king raised his hand and pressed the soul behind him back into his body.

"Really... Well done." He glanced at the corpse that had been cut into pieces, the recovery power of the creature's armor could no longer hold up after being cut into pieces.The king looked at the two foreign officials again: "I actually think that special weapons can deal with me. I really just woke up and I can't react."

At this time, Lu Ning suddenly felt that the lightsaber in his hand was finally completed, and the last two grooves "Chang Hai Chang Tian" and "Golden Ge and Iron Horse" had been completed, and the blazing light suddenly dissipated, and the introverted music In the middle, she froze for a moment, and the archbishop noticed this behavior and glanced at her.

"If you need a eulogy, then this is the best eulogy. What can compare to the last poem you wrote for yourself?"

Kuzumi clapped his hands excitedly: "It seems that fate is on our side! Now we only need a coffin, and we can bury the king back and let him really sleep forever!"

The archbishop sighed.

"I hope so. It's just that what else in this world can become the box for the king? He was reborn through memory, and as long as the memory exists, he will live the same life as this world."

(End of this chapter)