Throne of Shadows

"Who are you? What do you want to do?"

Grabbing the ball fiercely, Dong Chen stood up, leaning on the sword and screaming desperately.

With the judgment of losing hearing, Dongchen didn't know how loud he used, he just shouted desperately until his lips became dry and his throat was congested.

Vent, vent fiercely.

Like a wolf howling alone at the moon in the wilderness.

early morning.

The red light shone on the ruins, and Dongchen climbed up from the ruins.Holding a ball in his hand, he looked around.

The town was in ruins, and the wind and sand outside the town hit one by one.It won't be long before this place will be buried.

"Where are you going to find them?"

Looking blankly at the ruins in front of him, Dongchen walked towards the energy center in his memory.The morning sun rose from behind him, the blood-stained sword, torn clothes, and hideous scars formed a heroic figure.

"I will definitely get you back, for sure."

"Annie, Christina, Begobird, wait for me!"

With firm steps, Dongchen dragged his scarred body into the slope full of rubble, and the closed gate had already changed its shape.

Dongchen walked in.

It's like entering another world.

"This is not an energy center!"

In the gray sky, a circular archway goes straight forward, and at the farthest point is a fountain.

Turning back suddenly, the back road disappeared again.

Dongchen slashed at the wall fiercely with his sword, and made a soft ding.

so hard!

With no retreat, Dongchen had no choice but to move forward.As the distance approaches, the appearance of the fountain comes into view.

"Christina!"

A statue of Christina, the snow-white statue smiled and danced, accompanied by the splashing water around it, like a dream.

Dongchen stared at it for a long time before passing it.In front of his eyes was a gloomy old castle.

The huge wooden suspension bridge is dark and bottomless at both ends, and I don't know what there is.

Dongchen stepped on it.There was a crunching sound, and Dongchen, who was so suspended that he didn't fall off, ran wildly under his feet, with pieces of crumbling bridge decks behind him.

All the way forward, Dong Chen slowly turned around until he stepped on the ground.The back view in the fountain in the distance is still beautiful.Dongchen's heart gradually turned cold, and he never looked at it again.

Turn around, step forward, kick sideways.

The old door slammed to the ground, and through the dust and smoke, a magnificent hall came into view.The most obvious one is a pair of murals that are facing the door and take up more than half of the wall.In the mural is a fat man, wearing a dark robe and sitting on the throne, holding a crystal skull in his hand, a fat face that makes people laugh, and a thief smiling, matching this old castle, Unspeakably eerie and weird.

Dongchen stepped into the lobby.The mirror-like square ground reflected his shadow, piece by piece, looking dizzy.

"You came."

The sudden sound was gloomy and hoarse.A gust of wind blew by, and a throne appeared under the mural, on which sat a fat man, who was exactly the same as the mural.

"Who are you?" Dong Chen asked.

The fat man stroked the crystal skull in his hand, hey hey he didn't answer.

Dong Chen slowly drew the sword, and the piercing cold light came out inch by inch: "Answer me."

"Should I say no?"

"Then..." Putting the sword at his waist, he pointed forward, "Go to die!"

The stabbing sharp sword stopped in front of Fatty, not because Dongchen couldn't do it, but because...

"Annie!"

The little angel floating in the air opened his arms in confusion, as if he didn't see Dong Chen.A gust of wind struck, Dong Chen's sharp sword stopped in the air, and his body flew upside down.

"Christina!"

Slowly retracting her slender jade legs, Christina stood there quietly in a white wedding dress.Beside her, Bego Bird, who was wearing a big cardinal's robe, was holding a Bible with a cross cover.

"Is my bride beautiful?" The fat man sitting on the throne looked at Christina fascinated.

Dongchen kicked the ball that fell aside.

Something weird happened.The ball passed through Fatty's body without hindrance, hit the back of the throne and bounced out.

"ghost?"

"No, no, no..." The fat man frowned slightly as he glanced at the ball rolling far away, "I'm not a ghost, how could I be a ghost!"

The killing air caressed the blade of the sword, blood flames ignited, Dong Chen walked forward slowly, and the three companions stopped in front.

Annie and Begoberd serve as shields, and Christina is the main attacker.One side has no reservations, and the other dare not fight back.Dongchen didn't dare to draw out his sword, and was beaten for a while without the strength to fight back.

The fat man slapped his hands proudly, his fat body writhed on the throne, disgusting like maggots.

"How about it, is this show fun? Haha..."

A smug laugh stuck in his throat, and Dongchen disappeared in Fatty's eyes.

A figure that disappeared in an instant appeared behind the throne, and the sharp sword in his hand stabbed suddenly.

The empty throne, a black robe pierced by a sword blade, the fat man who appeared from beside Christina smiled and applauded: "Very good surprise attack ability, almost let you succeed. It's a pity, your kind How many more times can I use the trick? Once, or twice?"

Exploding wounds, patches of blood drenched his clothes, forcibly used Dong Chen, who was unable to use secret techniques during the appearance stage, and turned around shaking: "You can try."

With firm and fearless eyes full of determination, Fatty's expression changed: "You are a lunatic."

"madman?"

Disappeared again, the blade cut across the air, and Dong Chen's body slowly collapsed, bringing out a cloud of blood, which stained Christina's white wedding sand red.

"Boy, I've had enough." Looking at Christina angrily, the fat man stretched out his hand and passed through in vain.

"Let them go, please?" The bouncing ball floated towards him, and the sunny-looking little boy stopped in front of the fat man.

"Let them go? What nonsense are you talking about!" The fat man looked at the little boy with a distorted fat face: "How many years have I waited for someone to finally come, and you asked me to let them go?"

Slowly floating in front of Dongchen, the fat man chuckled: "As long as I possess his body, I can marry a beautiful bride and enjoy the wonderful life of human beings again. Ah! What a wonderful thing that is, how can I May give up?"

"It's not good to do this." The little boy looked at Annie, slapping the ball in his hand repeatedly.

"Why not?" Fatty pointed at Dongchen angrily: "He provoked me first, have you forgotten? He ruined my body, it was him! You asked me to let him go? Dreaming!"

"You are a bad person." The little boy looked at the fat man, holding the ball in both hands: "Mom said, you are a bad person."

"What did that stupid woman teach you?" The fat man became furious when provoked by the little boy: "I'm a bad guy? I'm a bad guy! Yes, I'm a bad guy. Then what are you?"

"I am the son of a bad man." The little boy lowered his head: "The son of a bad man, no one plays with him, no one."

The fat man was annoyed: "No one to play with you? Humph! How could there be no one to play with you?"

The little angel floating in mid-air floated in front of the little boy, and the fat man embraced him with both hands: "Can't she play with you? As long as you want, she can always be with you."

Reaching out his hand expectantly, the little boy wanted to hear Annie's response, but the little angel just stared blankly ahead.

The fat man hooked his fingers, Annie stretched out her hand, and the little boy stepped back: "It's not good to do that."