This puppeteer is not normal

Chapter 425 An Unremarkable Tragedy

The diary ends abruptly here.

The few pages that remain after that are relentlessly blank.

So far, this diary is the last diary of the diary owner in this diary.

Everyone standing in front of the desk fell silent.

Although he had expected it when he saw it halfway, Ri Lingmeng still felt his heart tremble when the white-horned lich appeared in the diary.

Xing Liuli, she was acquainted with the White Horned Lich in the past.

There should be some secret hidden behind this, but everyone originally thought that the secret might be immersed in the fog of history after the demise of the white-horned lich.

However, they saw that description again in the diary in their hands, that sinful and cold figure.

What this diary records is Xing Liuli's past, the past when Xing Liuli's predecessor was buried.

After losing her heart, what will Xing Liuli, who has gained the power of death, do to the Mert Kingdom that persecutes her and Flossen in every possible way?

The answer is self-evident.

When Xing Liuli and the white-horned lich met in Fredaza back then, the white-horned lich once said that Xing Liuli was the same as it.The white-horned lich had done the similar deeds in the Fredazar tragedy a long time ago, and Xing Liuli had also done it in the past.

What happened after he couldn't see the diary made Hireimo feel a little annoyed.

"Well, so-so."

Suddenly, Aaron appeared from the narration, looked at the diary in Ri Lingmeng's hand, touched his chin and said.

"Aaron! This is..." Ri Lingmeng immediately wanted to explain the diary to Aaron.

But Aaron said, "Well, I've just seen all of them."

"When?" Ri Lingmeng was puzzled, and Aaron disappeared until just before his appearance.

"That's why I said 'just now'." Aaron patted her on the head.

"What does the master mean?" Ri Lingmeng covered his head and said.

"So-so, it's a very common tragedy in the world." Aaron turned around and said.

"Is this kind of tragedy common?" Ri Lingmeng asked.

"What do you think of yourself speaking out?" Aaron looked back at her.

Ri Lingmeng was slightly stunned.

"There are too many tragedies, and tragedies are not so rare when everyone is a tragedy. She is incapable of saving her country, or even herself. Her friends are right, she is not suitable for that chaotic world." The times will take that seat." Aaron's tone can be said to be harsh.

Ri Lingmeng didn't speak anymore. At this time, Estella seemed to have nothing to do with her, but Batgaso seemed to be touched by the memory and kept silent.

"Okay, it's useless to think about it any more. This is a thing of the past, don't be so persistent. Let's continue to look elsewhere." Aaron said with a relaxed tone.

Although Ri Lingmeng's interest is not high, there is really no need to be so sad because of a past history.After thinking about it, she still took the diary in her hand and followed Aaron.

……

The fire burned from that mountain to this mountain.

The snow mountain has become a "volcano".

The people who live in the Afterglow Plateau near the Yuhui Snow Mountain have never imagined that they will see the white-capped mountain change color and turn into fiery red in their lifetime.

Afterglow Snow Mountain, Flossen Ruins.

No matter how raging the flames are, the dilapidated ruins still stand firm in the flames, and the flames are threatening to claw, but they have been unable to really grasp these buildings.

All this changed the moment that red figure appeared.

The fire suddenly increased, and began to burn further around. This time, even these remains of Flossen began to be unable to maintain themselves.

"Ow!"

A huge white cat-shaped creature with silver-gray patterns on its body suddenly burst out from the nearby forest, with sharp claws protruding from its soft-looking feet, and launched a surprise attack against the cold wind.

But the figure in the red robe quickly raised the ax in his hand, and easily blocked the opponent's claws without even turning his head. One hand suddenly pulled out a saber out of thin air and slashed at the neck of the big white cat.

"Ow!"

The big white cat let out a scream. It was obviously much bigger than the opponent in size, but it was easily kicked out by the opponent's counterattack. The difference in size between the two formed a sharp contrast at this time.

The blood on the saber was evaporated in an instant, the hair on the neck of the big white cat was scorched black, the wound was already a paste, and it was so dying that it could not stand still and finally fell down.

"It's... not dead?" the red-robed figure said in a hoarse and dull voice.

"Ow..."

"So that's why... the trash here asked you to come out?" Human Shadow continued, "I can only pin all my hopes on these... beasts. Florson... no matter how much time has passed... he is still so incompetent .”

As soon as this remark came out, there was a sudden gust of wind in the ruins, and the originally strong fire was briefly suppressed.

But soon, the flames ignored the strong wind and rekindled.

"We... are all undead... You are waiting for her, and we are also waiting for her." The red-robed figure still said in a slow tone:

"In order to... return the shame of the past... I, we, are Mert's will!"

As soon as these words came out, sparks overflowed from the red-robed figure in front of him increased, and along with the howling cold wind, they floated far away, and new flames were quickly born in the contaminated places, and then directly became part of the big fire.

The undead in the Fuluosen ruins were heavily suppressed by the opponent's momentum and strength, the wind changed, and the invisible force began to transmit to the seriously injured big white cat.

The big white cat's blurred vision returned to normal, and it wobbled to its feet, its fur growing furiously, and it uttered a sharp cry at the red demon in front of it.

Regarding this, the red-robed figure stopped talking, but silently directed the ax and the blade of the saber towards the opponent in front of him.

There was no reflection of it on the weapon covered in burn marks.

……

Xing Liuli sat on the bed with her hands on her chest, staring blankly at the plain ceiling.

The spirit of the dead who led the way stood quietly beside the bed, with an elegant and dignified demeanor.

"Teacher Wei Luoer..." Her mouth sounded like a raving.

The ghost who led the way nodded slightly in response.

"What did I do?" Xing Liuli stretched out her hand to cover her smooth forehead.

When she opened the door and saw the bedroom she had lived in for countless years, what happened in this room appeared before her eyes unconsciously.

The heart-piercing pain, and the twisted and corrupted heart, and the palm stretched out to the dark death.

Taking this as a node, she remembered a lot.

However, she didn't remember anything after that.

Perhaps it was because she gave her "heart" to the white-horned lich as a bargaining chip.The following memories were still immersed in a sea of ​​vague memories, and she couldn't recall the specific details.

However, from those few blurred pictures, it can be felt.

After losing her heart and becoming ruthless, she probably did many things that are beyond the tolerance of heaven.

Wei Luoer still didn't speak, just stretched out her hand to her, pointed in a direction, and then moved her fingers.

Xing Liuli looked at the line of sight, there was the sound of mechanism operation, and then, a door opened.

"This is?"

There was no such door in her memory.

But since it exists in his bedroom, is it an arrangement after he lost his mind?

(End of this chapter)