Mystery: Undead don't die from passing fire

"Where's my father?"

The lady's blue and deep eyes revealed deep confusion and confusion. Although she didn't say anything, what she was thinking in her heart was clear to anyone.

This is her father's mausoleum, suppressed by the power of the 'Black Emperor'. All of this shows that Russell is in this mausoleum.

But there is nothing here, no Black Emperor, and no Russell...

But if he wasn't here, what was the point of all she had done?

No!This is his tomb, he must be here, but she hasn't discovered it yet!
Bernadette's eyes scanned every inch of the mausoleum, and finally settled on the location of the mausoleum gate——

In front of the two heavy stone doors that were opened, there was a black shadow wrapped in flames.The black figure huddled up in a ball, letting out painful and shrill screams from time to time.The voice seemed to be male, and occasionally female, making it difficult to tell its gender.

And since this is Russell's tomb, then who is this black shadow?
Bernadette's eyes darkened, and she suddenly sensed something. She opened her mouth slightly, and read out a Chinese word in a straight and round accent:
"home……"

This is a protective spell left to her by her father for her to remember forever.If He were really Him, He would definitely react to this amulet!
The black figure that was twitching crazily under the flames suddenly stopped. It struggled to raise its upper body and looked at Bernadette.

A dry, hoarse voice immediately echoed in the hidden space:
"home……"

There was a little hesitation, a little confusion, and a feeling of seeking confirmation in this voice, as if it came from another world.

Bernadette pursed her lips. His reaction confirmed her suspicion, but her heart became increasingly sad.

She subconsciously looked at the embers, with a hint of hope and prayer in her eyes.

I don't know whether he hopes that the ember will take back the flame and ease his pain, or that he hopes that the ember will save him and help him escape from the sea of ​​suffering.

No matter what she thought, the embers did not take back the flames wrapped around the shadow.

He just shook his finger at the black shadow, and the next moment, the black shadow disappeared immediately.

Bernadette turned around subconsciously, and a dark shadow appeared on the high platform in the center, sitting on the huge iron-black high-backed chair.

Its face immediately cracked two slits, as if it had grown two unsymmetrical eyes.

However, the 'eyes' had no pupils, and the flames surrounding them were reflected in the blood.

Immediately afterwards, another gap opened under the two 'eyes', filled with the same pure blood-red light.This allowed the black figure to finally open its mouth.

It raised its head, its eyes glowed with scarlet light, looked at Bernadette dozens of meters away, and laughed in a dry and hoarse voice:
"You have really become a big shot in the mysterious world, and you can come here by yourself.

Come here and let me see what my little princess looks like now. "

Bernadette's eyes suddenly turned red, but she didn't take a step.

Suddenly, Emperor Russell's body twitched. The pain made him lower his head and said very forcefully:
"Stop!"

"No, come closer!"

"I'm tainted..."

There was unspeakable pain in his voice.

Bernadette stood there, staring blankly at the central high platform, looking at the black figure, with indescribable sadness in her eyes.

She could sense it, and she was certain that the black figure was her father, the man who called himself 'Caesar', Russell Gustave.

Emperor Russell tightly grasped the armrest next to him with one hand, suppressed his voice, and said in great pain:

"Get out of here! Don't come back!"

As he spoke, the scarlet light once again took over.

More gaps were opened on the black figure, and blood-red flowers bloomed on different parts of the body from the head all the way down.This made Russell feel like there was only a layer of shadow left, which was wrapped in a blood-red thing that exuded pure brilliance.

At this time, Roselle seemed to be turning into a figure, trying to cover the crimson moon, but was torn open one after another, allowing more and more moonlight to shine into reality.

When these openings are connected together, the black shadow will be completely split apart, and a brand new red moon will be born.

But soon, the flames covering Russell's body became more and more raging.The flames penetrated into the black shadow's body along the torn hole, and quickly swept away towards the red moon!

Bernadette looked at the embers aside and prayed in a low voice:

"Your Excellency, please, please save him."

Ember glanced at Bernadette, waved his hand to outline a 'door' emitting blue light in front of her, and replied calmly:

"You wait outside first."

Bernadette glanced at the black figure on the high platform and seemed to want to say something more.But in the end, he couldn't make a sound and passed through the 'door' silently.

The next second, she found herself back on the edge of the original island.

The seawater had covered the surface of the island, but she could still see the black mausoleum standing in the center of the island.

She didn't leave or come near again.

Just looking at the mausoleum from a distance, his eyes were full of sadness and worry.
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Ember waved his hand to dissipate the 'door', looked at the black figure on the high platform, and said with a smile:

"Now, we can have a good talk."

Russell pressed one hand on the armrest, leaned slightly forward and looked at him, and asked with burning eyes:
"Are you an immortal? Or an ember?"

Ember's voice replied calmly:

"All."

"That's it."

Russell chuckled, "Then I won't ask about your real name. It doesn't make any sense. Ember is your real name. As for my name, you should already know it, right?"

"really."

Ember nodded slightly and said:
"After all, you wrote it directly in the diary, Luo Ritian."

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Russell coughed violently a few times, his eyes averted and he said:

"Those are all mistakes made when we were young. If a man is not romantic, his youth will be wasted, and if a good man is not brave, his youth will be wasted."

Although he thinks he is quite thick-skinned, especially since he has been a consul and 'Caesar' for so many years, he can be said to be very deep in the city.But now that he was caught off guard and his past dark history was revealed, it really made him a little embarrassed.

He wanted to change the subject, but Yi Yan just looked at him with a smile.

This made Emperor Russell very helpless. He could only adhere to the truth of 'as long as I am not embarrassed, others will be embarrassed', while looking at the embers with a smile.But in comparison, his smile lacked any confidence, because he really didn't have any dark history.

Just when Russell, who hadn't communicated with anyone in more than 100 years, didn't know how to resolve the embarrassment, a translucent vortex composed of illusory and mysterious symbols suddenly appeared next to Ember.

A paper figure passed through the whirlpool and turned into a human being in front of the central platform.

This human with black hair and brown eyes is somewhat similar to Gehrman Sparrow, but the outline is not rigid enough, the lines are not deep enough, the temperament is not cold enough, and there are certain differences in the facial features, and there is a little more social growth on the chin and belly. The small amount of fat is exactly Klein's original image of Zhou Mingrui.

Russell's eyes suddenly lit up and he said with a serious expression:
"You're here." "I'm here." Klein nodded invisibly.

"You shouldn't have come." Roselle sighed.

"I'm already here." Klein naturally caught the stalk.

Russell returned his sitting posture to normal, chuckled and said:

"I originally planned to ask where you were from, to see if there was any need for regional discrimination, but after thinking about it, there is no need for it. You are all poor people who do not belong to this era and have no hometown."

Klein waited quietly for him to finish, then pointed at the red moon in his body and asked:
"Are you going to talk to us in this state?"

Russell chuckled, and the shadows around him suddenly dispersed. The originally repelled flames rushed towards the red moon like a wolf out of the cage, eating it up in the blink of an eye.

It was only then that Russell's figure finally returned to normal.

The black shadow regrouped into Russell's figure, and it was the real Russell——

He has long, slightly curly chestnut hair, blue eyes, a high bridge of nose, thin lips, two beautifully groomed moustache, and wears a dark red coat with rusty gold threads. It is he who once served as 'Caesar' dress up.

"This version is still stronger than the initial fire."

Russell raised his arms, looked around his body, sighed and said:

"I have sought help from more than one god. Although they have the ability to kill me, they are powerless to deal with the pollution I suffered. Even the one with the king's soul is the same. After all, it is just the power of the first fire... …”

Klein clicked his tongue:
"You really know a lot."

Russell chuckled and said:

"My years have not been in vain."

"really."

Klein nodded in agreement:
"After all, I have never seen many witches in my life, and you have already played with them."

Russell's face turned red and he coughed dryly:
"Can we not mention this?"

Klein shrugged and stopped talking about this, intending to save some face for Russell, but Ember suddenly smiled and asked:

"Then let's talk about Mrs. Alice, um, and her daughter and granddaughter. Tell us about the story of how they were defeated when you killed three of them one on one."

Russell's vision suddenly went dark, and he simply pretended to be dead, pretending that Quan didn't hear anything.

As long as he is not embarrassed, the one who is embarrassed is someone else!

Klein smiled unkindly, but still helped him out and asked:

"Can you become a god now?"

"can."

After hearing this, Russell's expression finally softened a little, and he sighed and said:
"In fact, in the past 100 years, I can be resurrected at any time. But even if I am resurrected, I can't get rid of the pollution. Even if I become the 'Black Emperor' again, I will only become a puppet of the outer gods. That's why I chose to seal myself and give up. resurrection."

"Now that the pollution problem has been solved, the only people who restrict me from ascending to the throne of God are believers."

The resurrection of the 'Black Emperor' is not without precedent.

For example, the 'Black Emperor' Solomon in the Fourth Age fell due to the betrayal of Tudor and Trunsoest, and even his extraordinary characteristics were divided up, but he was still resurrected and returned soon after.

At that time, Tudor and Trunsoest, who had already integrated and digested the extraordinary characteristics of Sequence 1, fell back to Sequence 2 and had to take risks and turn to other ways.

But there must be two prerequisites for the resurrection of 'Black Emperor' Solomon -

The first is that at least one of His nine tombs needs to remain, or a certain amount of the order He established must remain.

Secondly, He needs to have enough believers to support Him as the Black Emperor again against divinity.

'Black Emperor' Solomon satisfies both conditions.

First of all, He had just fallen, and there were still many young and old in the Solomon Empire, and they all believed in the 'Black Emperor' Solomon.Even the Tudor and Trunsoest dynasties still retained the asymmetrical aesthetics of the Black Emperor's era, which meant that the order established by Solomon was retained to the greatest extent.

Under this premise, even if His tomb is completely destroyed, He can still be resurrected smoothly.

And as soon as he is resurrected, he can immediately accept the faith of the old and young in the Solomon Empire.

When Russell is not Solomon, he can't do it.

He is satisfied with the former. Although the Intis Empire has collapsed, his tomb is still there and he can ascend to the throne of god again at any time.

But in the latter case, the believers’ problems are beyond his ability to solve.

More than 100 years have passed, and the Intis Republic's belief in 'Roselle' has long ceased to exist.

Although the golden words left by Emperor Russell have spread widely and are regarded as classics by many people, these people cannot be regarded as followers of Russell.

And under the premise that there is no believer, if he rashly becomes a god, the only consequence will be loss of control - divinity will completely control him and turn him into a perfect god-descended body, which will initially be fully revived in his body.

Hearing this, Yi Yan immediately spoke:

"This is not a problem. I will help you suppress the extraordinary characteristics and uniqueness of Sequence 1, so that you can only be resurrected as Sequence 3."

Sequence 3 is the watershed of whether extraordinary people need faith to fight against divinity.

Of course, the embers can also be replaced by the First Fire, just like Grossel, allowing Russell to ascend to the throne of God without faith.

But this is not in line with his interests - Russell is destined to become a god, and he must ascend to the throne with the support of faith.

Because the essence of the "replacement" of the First Fire is to burn out the divinity in the extraordinary characteristics, turning the "Divinity of the Creator" into the "Divinity of the First Fire".Since the First Fire does not need to be revived, the owner naturally does not have to worry about divinity overpowering humanity.

But if you want to further refine the 'source essence' and become the old days, you can't do this.

Because the 'divine nature of the Creator' among the extraordinary characteristics is the key, and only by possessing this key can one be successfully accepted by the source of matter.And if the 'Divinity of the Creator' is replaced by the 'Divinity of the First Fire', then the owner will be rejected by the 'Essence'.

So so far, any existence that has the opportunity to ascend to the throne of God will not use this method. They all need the support of faith.

The same goes for Russell.

Klein thought for a moment and said:
"Then I have to get you another copy of the extraordinary characteristics of Sequence 3 'Crazy Mage'."

"Need not."

Emperor Russell raised the corners of his mouth slightly:
"I can be resurrected directly at the level of Sequence 1. You just need to help me suppress 'uniqueness'."

Klein frowned:
"What about the believers?"

Without believers, it is simply not enough to support Russell to become a Sequence 1.

And it is unrealistic to take the path of first fire, because Russell is a key part of the plan.The Black Emperor path, and even the Judge path, there is no one more suitable than him to ascend to the throne of God, and he cannot take this path.