mythical visionary

Chapter 96 "It said, you will die."

Xia Mingwei was stunned for a long time, then slowly turned his head, observed the white-haired girl from the corner of his eye, and uttered two words hoarsely from between his lips and teeth:

"Rainbow God?"

He recalled another incident. On the train to Oribel Academy, Dong Ling sat opposite him and drew him a picture about the "past".

On the first night after entering the academy, Xia Mingwei disposed of that painting, but he was still deeply impressed by the content of that painting.

The boy was crushed under the ruins, and stretched out his arms towards the sky from the gap with all his strength, trying to hold a black stick suspended in front of him.In the background of the picture, the scarlet demon god stands in the far corner of the sky holding a flame sword, staring at him deeply with deep eyes.

Anlens told me at the time that she might have drawn the painting through the profiling ability of the "Painter Sequence", and I think she didn't seem to take the content of the painting seriously at that time, so she sent the painting to Give it to me, so I didn't think much about it... At that time, I suspected that she might have something to do with Surtur. After all, the year when the daughter of the fourth princess of Denmark disappeared happened to be the year when the Snow Deer Town incident happened. Year.

Judging from the current situation, it is possible that the painting was not drawn by her with the ability of the "Painter Sequence", but based on her own memory... If it is as I guessed, then she really has a relationship with "Su "Surtur" is related, and it has a lot to do with it—she is the Rainbow God. When Surtur came to attack the village, Xia Minglan, who was dying, created her, and it was she who repelled Surtur.

heck...

Then in reverse, Rainbow God happened to meet the missing Danish princess in the year after he left Xuelu Town?Or was she the one who caused the disappearance of the Danish princess... If so, since she took away the identity of the Danish princess, the previous Danish princess is probably dead.

Thinking back to this, Xia Mingwei couldn't help gasping, and creepy thoughts spread in his mind.

He kept overlapping the angelic body of Rainbow God and Dong Ling's silhouette. There was indeed a slight similarity in their expressions, but it was not very obvious.

On the other side of the auditorium, Dongling was still shaking her head slightly, rejecting other boys' invitations to make friends. She seemed not good at dealing with this kind of social situation. After all, Uriel was her only friend in class A and even the entire academy, so she And only talk to Uriel.

Ji Lang supported his chin: "Hey, hey, the dance is over, so don't stare at her, okay? You need to know who you are in the school. If you look at her too much, you will be rumored. Wait until the evening in the forum It's just photos of you two, it will trouble her." His voice interrupted Xia Mingwei's thoughts.

Xia Mingwei withdrew his gaze and stopped looking at Dong Ling.

"It doesn't matter," Li Xiaolong said with a smile while playing with a deck of cards, "Student Dong Ling is not short of this kind of discussion. Ever since people rumored that she is the princess of the Danish royal family, everyone has paid more attention to her, even The world's only big daydreamer inferior to ours~"

"Can you stop calling me 'the world's only big dreamer', I can't stand it..." Xia Mingwei said, drinking saliva, pretending to be calm.

"The prom is almost over. I think Dong Ling seems to be interested in you. This kind of introverted girl will not take the initiative to show favor to others. Why don't you take the opportunity to get her contact information?" Li Xiaolong blinked at him. , "I caught it, don't forget to thank brother."

"They're all in the same class. I can't see you when you look up. What contact information do you need?" Xia Mingwei sighed softly. "Besides, she might just use me as a shield. After all, I'm the first freshman. Asking me to dance is like asking those Students say, 'Don't bother me if he's not good'."

Li Xiaolong put down the cards and leaned back on the chair, "That makes sense, otherwise it's hard to explain, our Miss Dong Ling looks so frigid that she would take the initiative to invite others to dance."

"That's right." Xia Mingwei cut open a piece of pork chop.

Li Xiaolong put his arms behind his head, looked around, and said gloatingly: "I think you have indeed attracted a lot of hatred tonight. You have attracted a lot of attention in the first place, and with the dance just now, those boys are all high and low." I’m so envious of you, the iceberg princess of the Danish royal family only favors you~”

"Damn it," Ji Lang bit a piece of chicken leg, cursing, "Can you stallion guys take it easy? Our classmate Xia Mingwei is an iron fighter of pure love. He mentioned it to me before going to bed one day. , He has a Japanese pen pal, and that pen pal is very fond of Japanese monogae literature, so he has also begun to understand related literary works, I think this is iron secret love, our Comrade Xia Mingwei's heart is not here at all, okay?"

"Oh, it turns out that our big dreamer has someone else in his heart. I said how can someone refuse the royal princess." Li Xiaolong's eyebrows beamed brightly.

Xia Mingwei bit a piece of pork chop, and said lightly, "Is it possible? If you listen to him carefully, you've already lost. Not only him, but all the weirdos in the backyard seem to be out of their minds."

"So, I originally wanted to join the backyard of weirdos," Li Xiaolong smiled, "It's a pity that the people in the student union invited me in advance. I heard that if you join the student union, you won't have to worry about finding a girlfriend. With consumption discounts, I changed my mind."

"I joined the Qingkongtuan." Amamiya Kiyoshi raised his mouth, he didn't say much from the beginning to the end, he just quietly tasted the French sausage.

"Then you escaped a catastrophe." Xia Mingwei teased, and glanced at the table not far away from the corner of his eye. Dong Ling had already left the stage early and was about to leave the auditorium.

"I have something to do, you play." After leaving these words, he got up from his seat, walked slowly towards the exit of the auditorium, and followed Dong Ling's back.

"Hehe, that Japanese pen pal of his must be ugly." Li Xiaolong teased.

"His pen friend is like a monkey robot," Ji Lang said in a low voice while cutting the steak, "Uh, it seems to be called 'Gatsby', he told me."

"Dating an artificial intelligence?"

"Yeah, it's still exotic, a robot made in Japan."

"The taste is strong enough." Li Xiaolong was taken aback for a moment.

The night moon hangs high, flickering between the clouds, and you can hear the light and agile calls of birds, which are artificially cultivated animals in the academy.

Olibear Academy is located in the folding space created by the former headmaster. The time of the folding space is synchronized with London time, and London is already 11 o'clock in the evening, and the same is true in the academy, but the medieval castle is brightly lit and exudes colorful colors. The halo of the moon illuminates every corner of the academy with the mercury-like moonlight.

The girl with white hair and blue eyes walked out of the auditorium, lifted her skirt, and was about to walk down the stairs when a figure walked out of the bright exit behind her, and the light elongated his shadow.

"Student Dong Ling." The man spoke extremely fast and without emotion, "Excuse me, I have something to ask you, if you are free."

Dong Ling stopped in her tracks, let go of her skirt, and the skirt fell down, almost covering the heels of her shoes. She slowly turned her cheek and met his gaze, "What's the matter?"

"On the train when I entered school, you drew a picture and gave it to me. I was very concerned about the content of that picture, so I wanted to ask you if you knew anything?" Xia Mingwei said calmly.

"I just used 'Profiling', one of the abilities of the painter sequence."

"That's all?"

"Yes," Dong Ling hugged the drawing board, her cheeks looked indifferent under the moonlight, "If there's nothing else, I'll go back and rest."

"I have another question."

Dong Ling didn't speak, just watched him quietly, the depths of his pupils seemed to be undulating water waves, like ice blue ripples reflected by the moonlight.

Xia Mingwei was silent for a moment. The sudden night wind blew his hair, and the noisy voices continued to come from the auditorium behind him. The closed black and golden gate seemed to isolate all the hustle and bustle.

After taking a deep breath, he finally spoke:
"Are you the Rainbow God?"

On December 12, Japan, during lunch break in the church, that big bed.

"I have an idea." Xia Mingwei sat on the edge of the bed, playing with a pocket watch with downcast eyes. It was a souvenir given to him by Kiyotake Rin, and he bought it at a gift shop in Hokkaido.

Qing Zhulin flipped through the book, and asked in a low voice after a while: "What do you think?"

She has already finished reading "Snow Country", and now she is reading "Les Miserables" by Hugo. It stands to reason that this is a relatively common masterpiece and one of Hugo's masterpieces, but Kiyotake Rin's reading is all based on interest, and there is no fixed reading order, so although she has read a lot of books, it does not necessarily include those well-known works.

The afternoon sun shines on the pages of the book, and the text seems to be bright and dark, a little trance.

"You should know that not only can I use the avatar method, but I can also use 72 transformations." Xia Mingwei said.

"Well, I just found out." Qing Zhulin didn't look back, and said blankly, "After all, someone told me that they kept it from me for so long."

"I also just learned the 'separation method', and I haven't used that mythical rough stone before."

"No need to explain," Qing Zhulin paused, "I believe in you, who made me believe in you so much... Do you think so, Robert?"

"Well, I was wrong." Xia Mingwei shrugged.

"Is it?"

"Yes, yes, I will never hide anything from you in the future." Xia Mingwei said, "I promise you."

"Okay, so what do you want to say?" Qing Zhulin slightly raised the corners of his mouth, and his tone eased a bit.

Xia Mingwei thought for two seconds: "Although I can only create one clone at the moment, I can create more clones after my Black Wukong sequence reaches the third level."

Qing Zhulin nodded silently, her clear eyes were still looking at the words on the book.

Xia Mingwei went on to say: "At that time, as long as I can create two clones, I can let one of them use '72 transformation' to change into your appearance, and the other one will act as myself, and then we will use these two clones to confuse The Hierarch, Sea God and God of Beauty took the opportunity to leave the church and run to a city where no one knows us."

"This is a good method." Qing Zhulin said in a low voice, "It sounds feasible, but what if the God of Beauty finds out... We don't know what abilities she has yet."

"Whether we will be discovered or not, we have to try, right?"

"Yes." Qing Zhulin said softly, "But this is something you can only do after reaching the third level. Before that, I have already reached the third level." She paused, "I don't know, God of Beauty Will you stare at me at this time, and then eat me..."

The crow flew past the window, leaving a hoarse and long cry.

Xia Mingwei put down the pocket watch on the bed. In fact, he had already thought of what Qing Zhulin said. The God of Beauty and the God of Sea were waiting for them to reach the third level before doing anything.

And Qing Zhulin rose to the third level faster than him.

Because her mythological sequence has already reached the second level for a long time, even if Yamata no Orochi's growth rate is slower than that of Goku Black, it should reach the third level after such a long time.

Therefore, it is very likely that Beauty God will attack her in advance, and then they will continue to restrain Xia Mingwei, and eat him together after Xia Mingwei's third level.

Xia Mingwei was silent for a long time: "If they really strike early, then we will run, don't care about anything, just keep running, wherever we can go."

Qing Zhulin lowered her eyes, she opened her mouth slightly, and changed the subject after a while: "Speaking of which, I just used that Susanoo's 'Myth Stone', so now I can call out the 'Three Snakes', it is The third head of Yamata no Orochi has the ability to 'divinate'."

"...The ability of divination?" Xia Mingwei was a little surprised.

"Yes," Qing Zhulin flipped the pages of the book, making a rustling sound, "Shall we do a divination?"

"Yes, maybe we can get useful information."

"The three snakes are still very weak now, and it may take a long time to divination, so the content of divination must be thought out in advance, and you cannot go back on your word."

"Then let's do a divination..." Xia Mingwei was silent for a moment, and then said, "Whether we can survive, from the mouths of those two dragons."

Qing Zhulin was silent for a while, then nodded slightly: "Okay."

As she said, she closed the book, and suddenly a small snake with a dark green orb on its head appeared on the back of her hand. This snake stared at Xia Mingwei, spitting out blood-red snake letters from time to time.

"Three Snakes, divination for us." After a pause, she said softly, "Whether we can survive... from the mouth of Sea God and Beauty God."

As the words fell, the green orb on the top of the three snakes' heads gradually shone brightly, exuding a deep radiance, as dazzling as Reykjavik, the capital of Iceland.

Xia Mingwei stared at the orb. The three snakes closed their dark pupils, as if they were perceiving the information from the orb. After a while, they opened their eyes again and spit out the snake letter.

The three snakes made a hoarse sound, Qing Zhulin lowered her head and listened carefully, then her face gradually paled in silence, even her shoulders trembled slightly.

In the end, the drooping hair covered her eyes, she held the book lightly, the pencil slipped out from the cracks in the pages, and fell on the ground tick-tock.

"It, what did it say?"

"It said..." Qing Zhulin paused for a while, "You will die." Even the afternoon sun could hardly conceal her pale skin like a specimen.

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