alliance of misthophoros

Chapter 59 2.54 The Tenth Waiter: Flame of War
"Let's go back first, it's not an option to stay here forever." Wilson suggested.

The fluttering daze is like spider silk covering the sky and covering the sky, wrapping around them, and the weird and weird feeling can't be dispelled from their hearts, like wet tentacles seeping into every pore, making them shudder.

Safire also seemed to be unable to find any more clues, so he nodded and looked at Wilson for a moment, and agreed.

Zipan was overjoyed when he heard this, he could finally go back!After staying in the deep sea for a long time, I really feel a nameless sense of depression and suffocation. I feel comfortable staying on land.

However, not long after the few people left the weird palace, Zipan felt a very oppressive evil spirit, and an evil creature that could move around appeared in this area in a flash. In the sea area.

Just as Zipan wanted to convey this message to other people around him, he could only feel the sea water trembling, rumbling, oppressive and heavy, shaking the whole sea water as if it was about to boil, and the dust was billowing.

no!Can't stay here any longer.

Zipan immediately judged that it would be too risky to stay here now, or go back the same way.

If you go back the same way, you will probably meet Kearney people. A few of them will be caught straight away. The most important thing is that such an oppressive unknown evil spirit, which is as dark as thousands of ghosts, makes Zipan very sad. not sure.

It's really too dangerous.

Immediately, Zipan took out the cloud board from his belt, stretched out his hand to Safir and the others, and asked them to sit on it. At this time, he mouthed three words:
Sit tight!
Immediately, Wilson and Safire grasped Zipan's shoulder knowingly, and Safire held Mandela's hand tightly with his other hand.

Several people sat on the cloud board and rushed towards the distant light above, like a golden comet falling to the sea level, but this fall is in the opposite direction, from the bottom of the sea to the sea surface, breaking the huge water pressure, the farther away from Wan Lai The quieter the deep sea, the warmer the water temperature becomes.

Mandela's hand was tightly held by Safier, as if fate bound them firmly, it was firm and powerful, which gave him an illusion for a moment, feeling that this rebirth, beside him, seemed to be different. Alone again.If, to live again, still choose to live like the last life, that life, that way?
He felt that his brain must be broken.Otherwise, why, such a thought would suddenly cross my mind.Such a thought was ridiculous to the former self.

How can there be so many so-called friendship, so-called family affection, and so-called great love between people.He has seen merciful people feel ashamed to death because they have seen the suffering of the common people but are powerless. He has seen too much greed and ugliness in the world.

What Safir said at the time condemned arrogance, jealousy, rage, laziness, greed, gluttony, and lust.He found it ridiculous.

If so, then all are guilty.Because all people are a combination of these sins, not to mention the elderly, children, poor and rich, without exception.

From the perspective of Satan in the previous life, these ignorant, weak, and dirty people are not worthy of his eyes at all.

but why.

At this moment, he actually had these thoughts... Maybe it's because he has been with a fool for a long time, and his brain has become like a fool.

Safire is like that beam of gentle but not dazzling light, which makes people feel unreachable.

Forget it, anyway, all of this is a lie after all.

Time changes everything.

Satan has never been an optimist, he is naturally pessimistic.

Mandela thought that everything that looks so beautiful now, even if time would not destroy it, he would betray Safir later and destroy these beautiful things with his own hands.Because this weak shimmer is too dazzling, it will become even more eye-catching than the sun, he can't bear it.

The cloud board jumped out of the sea like a fish, splashed a piece of water, and left the sea. The scenery on the sea level was gorgeous, and the waves beat rhythmically on the shore.

Although it was raining lightly, the large amount of fresh air still opened up the tense pores.

"Ah~ I finally left that gloomy place." Zipan couldn't help but sigh with emotion as the sea breeze gently blew around his body.

Wilson's mood, which had been tense like a piano string, eased up little by little.

Safir let go of Mandela's hand, with a smile at the corner of his mouth, and a comfortable stretch.

In fact, Mandela wanted to find an opportunity to ask how Safir viewed him. To Safir, was he a monster friend who was full of mystery, could lose control at any time, was schizophrenic, and needed comfort.

Kumosaka fell to the ground.

Zipan hurriedly put his feet on the solid land, stretched his body, ah, this earth, ah, this beautiful forest and sky.Even if the cold rain wets his clothes, it can't stop Zipan from praising and loving this world.

Wilson began to look around for unwet firewood.This kind of weather is undoubtedly not beneficial to his ability. It is raining lightly. If they get too much rain, they have to use fire to warm their wet clothes and warm their bodies quickly, otherwise they will easily catch cold.Fortunately, the place where they landed was already some distance away from the town of Kearney, and they were not afraid of being discovered by the people of Kearney town.

Wilson suddenly had a flash of inspiration. Maybe they can dive into the bottom of the sea later, and then log in to the small town of Kearney from the shore, so they don't have to hide in that cave all the time?
Forget it, don't think so much, first find a good wood to warm up the fire.

"You also come to help, find something that can make a fire." Wilson grabbed Zipan who was running around and grabbed it to work.

"Then let's find a place where we can hide from the rain."

Seeing this, Safir spoke actively.

Mandela followed Safire, stepped on the wet withered grass, and asked what was in his heart without any hesitation, "What kind of friend is Safire to you?"

Mandela opened his scarlet eyes, staring at his blue eyes like pupils from hell.The blood-colored eyes, like signal lights, symbolize the prohibition of passage, as well as endless dangers and warnings, but there is still a trace of inquiry in these scarlet eyes.

Safir has looked into these eyes for countless times, and he said solemnly, with the figure of Mandela and the gray clouds floating in the sky reflected in his eyes, "You have saved me many times."

Mandela thought that Safier would say something innocent and innocent, but Safier's answer was far beyond his expectations, which made him a little interested to listen.

"You taught me a lot of truths. You were the one who supported my dream at the beginning and the one who made me firm in my heart. You gave me a lot of encouragement." Safire recalled the first time the two When they met, and on the night they talked on the eaves, he could more or less sense Mandela’s alienation from him, so he said seriously and sincerely, “I really want to be with you.” Be friends and go out and solve the problems you face."

When Mandela heard it, recalling the experience of these days, he couldn't help but mock in his heart. He actually did so many things that Safire felt reliable inadvertently, but all this was a scam, kid, maybe this is the difference From the perspective of Safire, Mandela is completely a reliable friend.

Once again, Mandela wanted to lament that he was a living and talented fraudster who could create such a perfect lie, so he couldn't help feeling a little joking.

"Then have you ever thought that one day, I will betray you." Mandela's expression still showed a little sadness, and his tone was slightly low, "It may even hurt you."

Take out your heart with your own hands.

Treat you like I did in my previous life.

Safir was stunned, as if he couldn't answer this question for the first time, but he was just stunned for a moment, and then chuckled, "Let's hurry up and find a place, the rain is almost drenching people."

I really want to see Safir's expression of despair and helplessness after being betrayed.

thought Mandela.

A carrier pigeon flew in the drizzle, and the butterfly on Gaia's shoulder disappeared immediately, and Gaia realized that there was new news.

The carrier pigeon flew to Gaia's bamboo hat and started pecking non-stop, but the initial message was not Anguisola's annoying urging, the carrier pigeon just pecked Gaia a few times, It stopped directly on Gaia's bamboo hat. The message was simple, but the content was extremely painful.

Anguisola said.

So far, Wangcheng has captured more than 150 city-states, causing countless casualties.

All three embroidered clothes died, and none survived, but their identities were not revealed.

There is only a slight peripheral light between the sea and the sky, and a sense of sadness pervades Gaia's chest.

The embroidered waiter was trained by Gaia herself, and those who specialize in spy work were brought up by Gaia.

The rain falling in the sky makes people feel cold from the bottom of their hearts.

In the face of the powerful Wangcheng, Gaia can't be said to be inactive, but she definitely can't show it on the bright side.In fact, Gaia also secretly sent some spies to observe secretly.But in the current situation, it is also difficult for Gaia to do anything.

"I'll see them again when I go back." Gaia said sadly to Anguisola.

The homing pigeon stepped on Gaia's bamboo hat with its paws, as if to comfort her, and then pecked again: the body had been destroyed long ago, and there were no bones left.

"Damn it." Gaia gritted her teeth with hatred, and looked at the boundless sea, but still said every word, "Remember to remind Christine at this time, congratulations on conquering a large number of city-states, we feel sorry for that! Congratulations, I wish him an early realization of his ambition and hegemony."

"But don't forget, the agreement between us at that time."

"If he dares to move Paradise City a little bit more, I will let him feel the joy of all the hard-earned land being destroyed overnight."

But beyond that, she no longer seemed able to do much.

Standing here, it seems that you can hear the horns and mourning of the war from afar.

More than 150 city-states... It seems that war is about to start.

In the distance, Safir saw the mysterious operator still standing in the rain, his figure seemed to be standing a little unsteadily, and he felt like he was tottering in the misty wind and rain, even though it was not raining very much now.

are you sick?
Safir stepped forward to greet the operator with a gentle and friendly tone, "It's a bit cold outside, we found a place to hide from the rain, come here."

Through the white gauze, Gaia looked at the little guy in front of her, that bean-like person, thinking of what this person said before, what did she say about the alliance?Peace League?Peace... Gaia's mouth was filled with bitterness when the word "peace" was mentioned.

But Gaia didn't open her mouth to ridicule, because she was so naive when she was still such a small child.

Gaia asked with an extremely neutral female voice, "Little friend, what kind of alliance is yours..."

"The AFWP Federation," Safire added.

"Okay, AFWP Alliance. Why did you join this group, or why do you want to form it?" Gaia didn't ask how such a small bean would achieve it, she just wanted to know the original intention of this person.She looked into those clear eyes, as if there were stars hidden in the dark night.

The last trace of the sun's strength poured out on Safir's face.

"Because I know the coldness of heavy snow, I understand the meaning of warmth."

(End of this chapter)