Throne of Shadows

"What the hell is this?"

"I don't know." Christina shook her head.

Dongchen glanced around, and under the illumination of the beam of light, he probably recognized that it was a hall.

On the mottled walls, the afterimages of the murals can be vaguely seen.It's just that because the age is too long, most of them have turned into dust and can no longer be recognized clearly.I can only roughly guess what story should be painted from the small fragments.

His eyes swept to the ceiling, it was so dark that he couldn't see clearly.Dong Chen lowered his head and turned his gaze to the beam of light again.

"I want to pick it up and try it, you wait here." Finding a corner, throwing the clothes on the ground, putting down Christina, Dongchen cautiously walked towards the beam of light.

"Be careful."

With a little smile on the corner of his mouth, Dong Chen collected himself, walked to stand in front of the beam of light, and grabbed the hilt of the sword with his right hand.

"What is a sword?"

Hong Zhong Da Lu's voice sounded from the depths of his mind, making Dong Chen dizzy for a while.When he finally regained his composure and had no time to think about it, the voice came up again...

"A sword is a life, and a life is a sword. In my life, I only draw the sword, return it to the sheath, and rely on the two moves. I am invincible in the world."

"Wuwei sword! Born because of war, and died for war. This old man is accompanied by sword all his life, wishing he could kill all the heroes in the world."

"The sword of the Son of Heaven. Borrowing the timing of the sky and relying on the power of the earth. When the sword strikes, millions will die."

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One after another, loud, deep, hoarse, or heroic voices sounded one after another.In a trance, a red light flashed in front of Dongchen's eyes...

Mountains of corpses and seas of blood, stumped limbs and broken arms.A series of cruel and bloody scenes flashed before the eyes, and different characters competed alternately.The endless scenes are unpredictable, but the only thing that remains the same is the sword.

"What is a sword?"

The question that rang out at the beginning reappeared. In the confusion, Dongchen felt angry: "A sword is a sword, and it was born to cut people. How can there be so many random talk."

The sound disappeared, and the beam of light dispersed.

The broken sword in Dongchen's hand started from the tip of the sword, and disappeared with the light bit by bit, and the room gradually dimmed.

"How are you, Antique? Speak, Antique, don't scare me."

Light blue fluorescence guides the direction, looking at the messy Christina, for some reason, a strange feeling arises in Dongchen's heart: "She is quite cute."

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The yellow sand soared into the sky, and the two people who rushed out from the depths of the ground fell on the sand pile and rolled away.

Christina stared at Dongchen: "How do you know that stone pillar can bring us up?"

"intuition."

"Can you tell me?"

Being pinched at the waist, Dong Chen suddenly froze: "Do all women like to pinch this place?"

"Do you have other women?" Christina's voice was mixed with a trace of panic that she didn't know.

"..." Dongchen didn't reply, but looked into the distance with a distant look, with a lonely expression.

"What's wrong with you?" Christina felt inexplicably worried.

"It's nothing."

Strangely looking at Dong Chen from head to toe, Christina didn't delve into it. She flicked her long hair and changed the subject: "Say, when can we go back? I don't want to starve to death in the desert."

Although he recovered due to the previous weird incident, Dongchen knew it.Wanting to walk back to the city on two legs is basically like dreaming.And there is no water source along the way, let alone food.In case of encountering any monsters, bugs.He, who is still a trash of the third level so far, can only confess in vain to the injured Christina.

But fortunately, there is no such thing as an unparalleled road, and they met someone.Although Dongchen regretted it countless times in the following years.But he had to admit that it was this bastard who saved himself in distress.

"Hey, buddy. Yellow sand in the desert, beautiful girl, you are such a genius!"

A creaking broken car was smoking black smoke and stopped in front of it, flying a stream of yellow sand.Dongchen looked at the guy who came out of this broken car that was likely to explode at any time no matter how he looked at it, and his teeth ached.

Probably blond curls, piled on top of his head like a manure.There was a stream of cigarettes sticking out like the Statue of Liberty.In the center, a metal lighter with a picture of a nude girl shining silvery, and white pointed long balloons adorned on both sides flutter in the wind.

Looking down, he has thick eyebrows, big eyes and a rosy nose, thick lips covering two rows of big yellow teeth that come in and out, and a beard that hangs down to his chest.A shirt of no color, with traces of various food residues and juice drinks all over it.Further down, there is a pair of big flowered pants that are stained with an unknown liquid, covered with thick hairy legs, two big feet are pedaling a pair of shoes of different colors and sizes, one winter and one summer, ten The bright red toenails glistened.

"This guy... is really... a...human...?" Christina collapsed instantly.

"Beautiful lady, your words are too hurtful!" The unknown monster burst into tears, and then pressed his chest: "I am a Scot with authentic European royal blood. The greatest scientist in human history, Begober Your Highness."

"European royal family, bloodline? Greatest, scientist?"

Dongchen and Christina, when you look at me and I look at you, you can't help feeling nauseated and disbelieving.

"Forget it, it's impossible for mere mortals like you to understand my existence." Begobold put his hands on his waist, staring at the sky with deep eyes, and two long pointed balloons on top of his head floated in the wind.

Dongchen looked at these two things with a weird expression, and the more he looked at them, the more he felt that something was wrong, and when he finally figured out what they were, Begobold, who was pretending enough, stretched out his hand and said, "Get in the car! For those men and women who ran wildly in the wilderness for great love, His Royal Highness Begoberd will send you back to a safe home.”

"Sit or not?" Dongchen asked Christina in a low voice, his eyes kept searching around, eager to find something more.But unfortunately, except for a piece of yellow sand, Mao didn't look at it.

"Sit." Gritting her teeth, uttering the word with great difficulty, Christina buried her head in Dongchen's arms, she didn't want to see the monster in front of her again for a moment.

Stepping into the smoky, strange and pungent smell, there are posters of naked women everywhere, and you can see yellow books and butterfly boxes everywhere.

Dongchen looked at the household garbage and tattered socks all over the place, but couldn't find a place to sit.

Begobird noticed his strangeness.But this thick-skinned guy didn't mean to be embarrassed at all.Instead, he casually picked up a moldy and long-haired coat, and swept it casually on the pile of tattered beds, revealing a place full of yellow water stains: "Please sit down, do you want some wine?"

"No... no." Looking at the large wine vat raised by the monster in front of him, Dongchen shook his head decisively, he was afraid of being poisoned.

"It's not a man."

The half-person-high wine barrel was lifted up, and the large wine tank was filled with two thumps. Begobold wobbled back to the cab, and turned on the audio switch with a flick of his finger.

The deafening heavy metal music reverberated in the small carriage, almost knocking Dong Chen's soul away.

"Sit down, the Despair is setting sail."

With a roar, the wrecked car rose up, staggered forward and rushed a long way before it stabilized.Speaking of stability, it means that compared with the previous violent tremors, now it has only changed from level [-] to level [-].

In order to protect Christina, Dongchen had to hold her tightly in his arms.

"Mr. Bagobird. Um, uh, can you turn down the volume a little bit?"

"What are you talking about? Louder, I can't hear you." With two feet kicking the manual dial, Begobird turned his head while shaking his fat body.The two shaking hands frantically stimulated Dongchen's nerves that were about to collapse.

"It's nothing, you continue." In order not to let himself die in a car accident, Dongchen quickly signaled that it was okay.

Singing all the way, chopping sand and chopping lang.The dilapidated maglev explosion train called Despair rushed into the city dragging black smoke, and stopped in a waste collection station that looked like a nightclub in a red-light district.

"You really don't want to stay for a drink?" Begobird looked at Christina with a sad expression, a stream of saliva from the corner of his mouth slipped down his beard, and wet a large area of ​​his strangely colored shirt.

"Thank you for your invitation. Christina and I have to go back to the station, so I won't bother you."

After repeatedly refusing the science monster's persuasion, Dongchen picked up the foaming Christina and ran away.

"Don't let me see him again, or I'll kill him, I swear."

Dongchen looked at Christina's pale pretty face, and nodded understandingly: "I support you, don't forget to call me when the time comes."

Thinking of that monster that was enough to shock the world and weep ghosts and gods, Dongchen glanced back with lingering fear, and quickly quickened his pace.

In the crowded street, pedestrians run frantically forward.In this day and age, generally speaking, civilians can only survive by working hard, and it is very difficult for such things to happen today.Dongchen curiously stopped a young man, and learned from him that the Pope of the Holy Cross Church has come, and is now in the city center.

Dongchen was not interested in such things at first.But if you want to go back to the headquarters, you have to go through the city center.Therefore, he had to go with the crowd.

On the broad high platform, countless women in white robes lined up in a huge fan shape, singing hymns with an open collection of poems.

Pure, solemn, and sweet female voices set off a sacred atmosphere.A lousy old man in a luxurious gold robe stood at the front, smiling sinisterly with his arms open.Well, this is Dong Chen's own opinion.In fact, even if the pope could smile, he would not smile in this kind of place, at this moment.

Dongchen looked at the pope, at the countless beauties behind him, at the golden armored knights guarding him, and at the crowd who were crazy about him.A feeling of boundless jealousy welled up in my heart.

"One day, I will also be guarded by younger brothers, cheered by the people, and countless beauties singing behind me. No, singing is too boring! I want them to dance together, erotic dance, and pole dance."