Reborn Douluo Continent

Chapter 17 The Turbulent Situation

"I think you should stick to your original plan," Neo said.

Why?Carlo asked puzzled.

"I don't think the danger ahead can stop your courage. However, if you want a more in-depth analysis, you should go to Priest Rocky. I don't know the reason why you came to the land of the dead, so I can't know your How your enemies will come after you. Priest Loki must know all about these things. I suppose you'll go to him before you leave the Land of the Dead?"

"I hope to find him. But there is another thing that makes me restless. I have been waiting for the priest of Lodge for many days. He should have arrived in the underworld two days ago at the slowest, but he did not show up at all. I will start now Worried about what happened to him. Should I continue to wait for him?"

Neo was silent for a moment. "The news worries me," he finally said. "It's not a good sign that Priest Rocky's delay in showing up is not a good sign. However, as the saying goes: Don't meddle in the affairs of wizards, they are scheming and easily angered. It depends on you whether to wait or leave."

"I remember another sentence in the proverb." Carlo replied: "Don't ask the spirits, because they will not comment."

"Really?" Neo laughed.

"White souls rarely give straightforward advice. Advice is a dangerous gift. Even advice given by a wise man to a wise man will be derailed by a trick of fate. But you are the same? You didn't tell me what's behind it Truth, how can I make a more correct decision than you? If you really insist on my advice, I will give you a little hint for the sake of friendship. I think you should leave immediately. If you leave Priest Rocky still hasn't shown up, and I must also advise you not to act alone. Take a trusted, willing friend on your way. You should be grateful to me, because I don't willingly intervene in your affairs. Souls have their own Goals and burdens, we rarely care about the fate of Luodian people, or other creatures in the world. Whether it is coincidence or deliberate, our fate and other people's fate rarely intersect. Our meeting may not be just a coincidence, but I still Don't quite understand the meaning behind it; I'm afraid I've said too much."

"I appreciate you very much," Carlo said.

"But I hope you can tell me the identities of these black souls directly. If I accept your suggestion and I won't be able to see Priest Loki for a long time, at least I should know the origin of these soul beasts."

"Isn't it enough to know that they are the devil's minions?" Neo replied. "Get out of them! Don't talk to them. They are deadly enemies. Ask no more! Carlo, I hope you will know no more about these fallen than I do before it's all over!"

"How do I get up the courage?" Carlo said. "This is what I need most."

"Courage is often hidden in places you don't notice." Neo said.

"Have hope! Sleep! In the morning we will be gone; but we will spread the word. Wanderers will know where you are, and those who are on the side of justice will watch over you. I give you white The title of Friend of Souls; may the stars shine on your journey! Rarely do we find so much joy in strangers, and we are even more fortunate to hear the ancient language from other travelers."

As soon as Neo finished speaking, Carlo felt drowsiness creeping in.

"I'm going to bed now," he said.

The spirits led him to the shade beside Maggie, and he lay down; at once he fell into a peaceful dream.

The moon has set in the west, the stars are still shining brightly, and the dawn has not yet crossed the dark hills behind and shone on the earth.

When Carlo stood in front of the city gate, the long-lost impulse surged in his heart for a long time, and his heart could no longer restrain the surging tears.Because he finally came to the underworld.

In an instant, all the past and the past flooded his thoughts like a tsunami.

The grand, tall city gate towers into the sky.Black walls, towers filled with mist and rain, boundless snow, pure white snow, rushing by, falling for ten years.

The blue soul pterosaur, which passed away as quickly as an arrow, came through the air with a sharp and painful cry.Still so bleak and melancholy, still the same as when I left, but how many wars have been experienced on the solid and thick wall?How much frost is solidified?
Although the world in the ice and snow was quite different from that in the spring breeze, when he passed this road, he still couldn't help but feel a tingling pain in his heart.

Wealth, power, reputation and status are all relatively easy to give up, but those memories, those memories that are more bitter than sweet, are like heavy shackles that can never be thrown away and cannot be shaken off.

Recalling all the past, it is just a wisp of smoke.

Carlo walked slowly into the city, at the same moment, Rocky, who had disappeared for a long time, reappeared.He disappeared for half a year after the end of the holy war, and then he visited Carlo briefly; after taking a good look at his old friend, he traveled again.In the next early stage, he still appeared frequently, usually visiting unexpectedly after dark, and disappearing silently before dawn.He is tight-lipped about his work and travels, and seems to care about little things about Carlo.

Without warning, he suddenly disappeared.Carlo hadn't heard anything about him for half a year, and he began to think that the priest had lost interest in the imperial capital and would never appear again.

However, just as Carlo was walking in the twilight, there was a familiar tapping sound from Carlo's window.

Carlo was a little surprised, but very happy to welcome Rocky to visit again.They looked at each other for a long time.

"Is everything okay?" Rocky said. "Carol, you don't look like you've changed at all!"

"It's the same for you." Carlo said politely; but in his heart, he actually felt that the wizard was getting older and seemed to be more weather-beaten than before.He couldn't wait to ask the priest to tell the news from the outside world, and the two soon chatted like no one else, until late at night.

At noon the next day, the two who got up late sat down by the bright window of the study after having breakfast.There was a raging fire in the fireplace, the sun was also very warm, and there was a gentle wind blowing outside.Everything looks so perfect, spring brings a thriving greenery, dotted with flowers and trees.

Rocky was recalling a spring nearly ten years ago, when the king walked out of the imperial capital with him and forgot to bring a handkerchief.His hair may have been grayer than then, his beard and eyebrows may have been longer, and his face has many more wrinkles accumulated by worry and wisdom.But his eyes are still bright, his sword skills are still admirable, and his face also has an expression of joy.

At this moment, he was silently looking into the distance, watching Carlo meditating motionlessly.Even under the bright morning light, he was still overwhelmed by the many bad news brought by Rocky.At last he finally broke the silence.

"You just told me about the uniqueness of this Horcrux last night, Rocky," Carlo said. "Then you seemed to hold back, because you said it's best to save this topic for the day. Why don't you finish it now? You said last night that the journey to find Horcruxes is dangerous, more dangerous than I guessed . Where is it dangerous?"

"It is extremely dangerous in many ways," replied the priest.

"I never thought that a Horcrux would have such power. It's powerful enough to resurrect anyone after death."

"A long time ago, the spirits created many undead souls in the soul world. They are what you call Horcruxes. There are many different types of them: some are powerful, and some are less powerful. The secondary Horcruxes They were all created when this technology was immature, and they were just insignificant boxes for soul craftsmen. However, in my opinion, they are still extremely dangerous for mortals. But there are more advanced unified Horcruxes are also known as weapons of power, weapons of strength, and weapons of wisdom. Their dangers are hard to describe in words."

"Carol, a mortal with a Horcrux can live forever, but he doesn't live longer or grow; he just lives on physically until every moment is a torment for him, but he can't get out of it. This fate, eventually the soul energy will disappear and finally will become a walking dead. If he often uses this horcrux to hide his soul, he will gradually fade; finally he will disappear forever, forced to rule the horcrux of evil Under the strength, he walks forever in the Netherworld. Yes, sooner or later, he will fall to this end. If his intentions are good and his will is strong, this time will be delayed for a long time; but neither goodness nor strength can save him. Sooner or later the power of darkness will swallow him up."

"It's horrible!" said Carlo.The two were silent for a long time.Only the sound of Jack walking on the grass continued to be heard outside the window.

"How long have you known about this?" Carlo finally asked. "How much does Lord Mark Soul know?"

(End of this chapter)