Quenched long order

Chapter 254 A different beginning of the story

Perhaps, everything, the changes in the world, the birth of disaster, and even... the reason why he came to this world, all originated from the original wish.

This person is the starting point of everything, the center of the world, and the world revolves around this person.

More importantly, this person is not a pure and kind child like Anne. Anne hopes that her mother can have a happy life, a simple and beautiful wish. If Daniel hadn't been selfish and wanted to take advantage of both parties, Tazhen continues to improve his tempering ability. This wish has been realized long ago, and he will not wait until now.

But the original wish may come from a scheming adult like Daniel the Mystic.

"He's hiding deep and has discovered us."

The message relayed by Pangmaang appeared in Sauer's mind.

While he was deep in thought, he looked up to the top of his head, as if he wanted to look for clues in the starry sky, but the brilliant stars he saw in his eyes were endless and endless.

He looked away and shook his head slightly.

In a daze, he seemed to catch a glimpse of a pair of deep and ancient eyes hidden behind the starry sky, peering into everything in the world.

He looked up suddenly, trying to find the unintentional glance just now, but found nothing.

"I see……"

An idea flashed through his mind, and Shaoer finally understood why his status in the starry sky was far higher than normal when he was clearly at the advanced level of Xuan.

"...to avoid his prying eyes."

"It seems that this man's wish is very similar to Daniel's idea. Anyone who prevents him from realizing his wish will not be let go...or is it that the current world is exactly the other side he wants to reach?"

As he was thinking, a conversation started happening on the side.

Sauer retracted his thoughts, he could think about these things later.

"Is it that simple?" Crow's voice was very soft, and his eyes fell on Shaoer's face in memory. This sentence was more like a reminder than a rebuttal.

In the memory, Sauer raised his eyebrows, with doubts in his eyes, as if he was asking with an expression.

Crow shook his head and continued:

"Do you think the violence we think of and the violence the sages think of are the same thing?"

"The tone and atmosphere at that time were completely different. It was...how should I describe it? It was a feeling of fear and despair. Compared with it, death was even considered a luxury."

"Perhaps, in order to climb a higher ladder, you need to crush everything and crush it under your feet before you can continue to climb up."

After hearing Crow's words, Shaoer's eyes became even more excited in his memory.

"Sounds good." Sauer grinned in memory.

The same face, but Sauer felt evil in his own face, which made people uncomfortable.

"Let me think about it." Sauer raised his right hand in the memory, tapped his cheek with his index finger, and said in a relaxed tone: "Crush everything... For example, let the emperor work as a male prostitute in the slums? Or the queen... No, it doesn't sound like much. What’s the big deal, what if you eat your father and your mother?”

There was thinking in his eyes.

He seems to be thinking carefully about the meaning of "crushing everything".

Crow tilted his head and refused to pay attention anymore. He just reminded, "I hope you won't say these words in front of the royal family. Not everyone can tolerate your offense. There is no need for us to create trouble."

"I said... Crow..." Sauer in the memory retracted his thoughts and looked at his companions.

The crow turned his head back, and the black raven watching from the side also seemed to feel something, and they all turned their heads to look at Sauer in memory.

"Is there anything you will never do? I mean...even if it makes your life worse than death, you won't do it, and you won't even think about it."

In the memory, Sauer had a smile in his eyes.

"What about you?" Crow threw the question back.

"Me?" Sauer seemed to remember something in his memory, "It happened before, but I did it, so I don't know if it counts." "On that island?" Crow's Eye became interested, " Stewart Island...what happened?"

Sauer grinned in memory, seeming to be lost in memories.

White mist came from all directions, wrapping up Shaoer and the two people in his memory.

"Is it over?" Sauer took a deep breath and planned to leave the memory. What he gained this time was not much, but it was not bad. Although he still couldn't imitate his close combat in this memory, he already understood how to use it. At a large level, it shouldn't be a problem to use it proficiently, not to mention being able to fully master it.

Another point is about the long stage of quenching.

After establishing the tower level, there are still higher levels, and the future is still very broad.

The white fog gradually dissipated.

The starry sky returned to its original appearance.

Wait...starry sky?
Sauer reacted, and at the same time, the salty and humid sea flavor entered his nose, which was very familiar.

The memory continues.

He looked around and found that he was back on Stewart Island.

"Is it...his memory?"

Just now, the self in my memory was lost in thought.

With curiosity, Sauer walked in the direction of the faint firelight. The strange smell of meat invaded his nose. As he got closer, he heard the crackling sound of the campfire.

Faintly, he heard a whimper, but within two seconds, the cry turned into a weird, shrill laugh, which was very harsh. However, the laughter did not last long and turned back into a whimper.

Finally, the figure beside the campfire appeared in front of him.

Sauer stopped and looked at everything in front of him with wide eyes.

He didn't know how to describe it... purgatory... was the only word he could think of.

The person sitting by the campfire is none other than Sauer, the Sauer in his memory, but his body is covered with scars, stab wounds, bruises, abscesses... There is not even a single intact place on his body, his hair is sparse, and his right eye is... It is crooked, protruding out of the eye socket, and swaying slightly with the swing of the head. It seems that if you apply more force, it will fall off.

In his hand, he held a wooden stick, and on the other end of the stick was a burned human head.

Behind the bonfire, several wooden sticks were stuck on the ground. On the wooden sticks, there were clearly human limbs. Judging from the size, they seemed to be that of a teenager.

Behind the sticks, there was almost a mountain of corpses.

"Ha, hee hee hee."

In the memory, Sauer had an ugly smile on his face, tears dripping down his face, and the weird sound just now came from his mouth.

Sauer took two steps forward. He could tell the torture that had happened to the other person without looking closely.

Injuries of this level must have been caused by constant torture from day to night, or even torture for the sake of torture. Compared with the interrogation he received in the cage prison, it was nothing worth mentioning.

"Because the pain on your body is too intense, so... your abilities are strengthened in terms of recovery... Is this why you can quickly recover from your injuries?"

Sauer slowly stretched out his right hand, preparing to gently comfort "himself". Not surprisingly, his right hand passed through the other person. He sighed and took his hand back.

At this time, Sauer in his memory just took back the stick from the bonfire, and the smell of burnt meat filled the island, which was nauseating.

"How could it be!" Sauer stared at the recovered head.

Although the human face on the wooden stick has been partially burned, it is still possible to identify the owner of the face - Garland.

In the memory, Sauer opened his mouth, tilted his head, and drool dripped from the corner of his mouth. Then, he bit down on his face with a strange expression, and the juice splashed all over the floor.

　I don’t know if it’s stable or not. Anyway, I’ll do it when I have time.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)