winter era

Chapter 76 May God Bless You

"Come, attack me, little Salarte."

When Alexander's familiar two-meter-tall body appeared in front of him, Kaos almost subconsciously shook his wrist, and directly conjured up the subspace blade to give that strong old man a hard blow.

In fact he did.But when he realized that he was in ghost form, and what he was facing was just a memory, Kaos' face was a little uncomfortable.This can only show that Kaos still has lingering fears about the character of Alexander, even looking at his image, he will subconsciously ignore the authenticity and instead launch an attack.

'But then again, is this Salarte actually that Alexander's apprentice? '

Kaos looked at the Lightning Knight with great interest, and stretched out his hand to gradually strip out the memories in his mind.For Salar, who was immersed in pain and sorrow, he would never notice what was above his head.

And for this kind of lovelorn person, a little pain in the head is simply a normal reaction.This crush and then seeing the goddess thrown into someone else's arms is even more so.So Kaos boldly stripped out the deepest memories related to Alexander in the soul of this unlucky Lightning Knight, and checked them bit by bit.

He still didn't forget that Alexander got some clues to come here somehow.This time, I happened to meet a silly kid who had something to do with Alexander. If I didn't take the opportunity to retrieve his memory, I would be so stupid, wouldn't I?Kaos didn't think he was an idiot, so he pulled out his memory without any sense of morality.

"But how much does this guy worship Alexander? The whole mentality is silver..."

Looking at the silver thoughts in his hands, Kaos had a slight headache.

To be precise, our memories are made up of some points and some thoughts.Generally speaking, experiencing a person's memory is not like watching a movie as ordinary people imagine.That is actually equivalent to the re-excavation and copying of the whole spirit.But it is basically impossible for ordinary people to remember all the memories, which is completely impossible.

For example, some non-signature dialogues and some common-sense actions will not be stored in memory, and even brain cells do not have those structures.It is only possible for a person to perceive when those iconic things or surface memories start to gradually peel off.And what is perceived is the memory.And even if it is a memory, it is impossible to recall every scene at that time, just relying on some points and symbols to construct and restore in the brain, that's all.

Thought is not able to support unlimited memory, except for some gifted people, their uninterrupted memory is the research goal of every mage and scholar.But unfortunately, that Lightning Knight is obviously not a genius.His memory is also constructed separately from points and emotions.If you want to obtain such memories, you can only slowly strip and go back.

In fact, such memory also has certain benefits.At least for mages who emphasize spiritual purity, the spiritual experience associated with the recalled data is simply a poison.Indirectly protects thinking from being violated by others.

"It's a pity, the spirit lock is good as long as it doesn't face people who have no power to fight back."

Kaos in ghost form spit out a code word to his phantom head.As if the gears started to turn, one's own thinking gradually submerged below the water surface, an absolutely calm inorganic feeling gradually replaced the impetuous thinking, and locked all those floating things in the deepest part of the inner consciousness. Only when you realize that you are safe will you be liberated.

As a great wizard, Kaos naturally couldn't put a unilateral shackle on himself.The so-called mental lock of mood swings is nothing more than dismantling the mechanical consciousness into two parts.Just use a code word to redirect the spirit.

"The reason I don't like mechanical consciousness is that I often don't know what parts are useful to me."

The great wizard closed his eyes to feel the stability of his own spirit and will, and stretched out his hand to take the ball of silver thread.

Emotional passages from other people quickly find a reference position in the mind to replace.The countless base points and common sense quickly interacted in his mind, confirming the surrounding terrain and structure.Just like a sculptor's gradual work, those silver lines and spots gradually interacted, forming a hazy but gradually clear picture in the mind of the great wizard.

That should be the hometown of this Lightning Knight.The ground was covered with indistinct green grass, surrounded by several knight targets that looked like hazy light spots.And the sky is also a chaotic and dirty color, which contrasts with the mosaic-like buildings in the distance.There seems to be nothing particularly clear in the entire spiritual world, and even the number of ornamental trees around is increasing and decreasing, and it is impossible to see how many there are.You can realize how fuzzy this person's spiritual will is.

But relatively, blur in other places must mean clarity in many places.Kaos raised his hand and looked at himself, the all-metal armor on his body whined in the wind.The clear shape can even clearly see a few dents and grinding marks on it.The iris badge on the wrist armor is even more vivid, no different from reality.The gap on the knight training blunt sword held in his hand is also clearly visible, and the rough traces of bumps can be felt by touching it.Knocking on the armor on the chest, the sound of the 'bump' was also vivid, making the lion medal on the chest more powerful.The Iron Cross, which signifies the pinnacle of the great knight, shone as if calling for something against the sunlight of the mosaic sun.

A knight poisoning enthusiast.Kaos pouted, and quickly came to this conclusion in his heart.

He had never seen any great knight wearing this outfit in training, and the memory beautification was too severe.But he didn't pay attention to this, he cared more about what abnormal behavior the priest had in this closest memory.If not, Kaos can only use spells such as soul searching to search the poor man.

Kaos didn't want to waste time.So facing this static space, the great wizard opened up the composition of memory, making this static scene match the memory of the Lightning Knight, allowing his silvery mental thinking to continue to read.

"...Little Salarte, come here a little bit."

Kaos, who was waiting, soon heard the familiar voice.

He stood up from the ground and quietly looked at the old man who seemed to come out of the sun.

Unlike the crazy bishop in the memory of the great wizard, Alexander in front of him was just a very ordinary old man.

The clarity of this teacher is even countless times clearer than Salart himself.The dark gray divine robe made a rattling sound in the wind, revealing the manuscript classics hanging on his waist.Guo Fangzheng, who was full of scars, had a kind smile on his face, and the emerald green eyes under the glasses were full of anticipation and joy.

"Alexander. Andreessen!" Kaos was taken aback and almost didn't raise his hand to perform dozens of dissociation spells. However, he realized that he was still in memory when he had done half of the hand gestures. The impulse to make a move was waiting for his next words.

The beard on the old man's chin was neatly trimmed, and it matched with the dark brown haircut on his head like a photo frame to fix his face.The two-meter-high body didn't make any threatening moves, bent over like a real old man, and stretched out his hand with a smile to touch Salalte, that is, the head of Kaos.

"Salarte, your father cares about you very much. You must remember God's instruction, and you must not quarrel with your father. I have seen many children like you quarrel with their father, and finally become heavenly The scene of eternity. I believe that the little knight of God, Salalte, would never do this, right? You have always maintained a golden heart, and grew up happily under the blessing of God. It is not your original intention to fight against your father .I also said on your father's side, don't worry, I'm on your side."

If you want to say how Kaos feels now, you can only say that it is creepy.Seeing that Alexander, who was like a mad dog in his memory, showed such a peaceful gesture, the great wizard only felt that his world view seemed to have collapsed a bit.

"Hey...you have grown up now, and you will be invited to the battlefield of hell in a short time. My old bones can only pray for your safety in the worship room." Facing Kaos Fear, Alexander in his memory still had that kind and kind expression, slowly stroking Salart's hair in his memory, with a warm smile on his face.

"Be careful. Although the demons in hell are not as hateful as heretics, those monsters are also very cruel. They will use every opportunity to put you to death. Remember, you can't fight with those demons. If you can run, run as soon as possible, no one will blame you. Because in that place, being alive means everything. So children, be careful. Don't let those demons catch you. Otherwise, if you fall, I don’t know what to do. If my old bones want to welcome your bones back, it would be too sad.”

"However, I may have to leave you first, and I can't see the time for you to join the army. Recently, my old friend joined an organization called Paradise, and I can't just look at him, at least if I can help Let's go. Hahaha, I have old bones and hope to change the world like young people. So, I can't come to see you recently. You must pay attention to diet and physical problems. Only when you are in good health can you be better. Serving. Don’t forget to pray to God before meals, and never forget God’s teachings, and don’t swear at people easily, otherwise the Lord will not forgive such people..."

The old man's rambling voice gradually became weaker, and the originally clear figure gradually became blurred.It seems that this memory is coming to an end, that's why the space of the memory is collapsing.Kaos sighed, stretched out his palm to the sky, and prepared to dismiss this memory that made him feel a little uncomfortable.

"Wait a minute, my child..." The suddenly clear voice made Kaos' palm that dispelled the magic stiffen.

The face could no longer be seen clearly, and the priest, who was left with only a bunch of color blocks, stopped him and waved at Kaos.The dark brown color block moved slowly on the black-gray robe, and finally stretched out his hand tremblingly and tapped the forehead of the great wizard slightly.

"Before you go, don't forget to say your prayers to people. Good luck, my boy."

"... I wish you the same good luck on your journey, Father Alexander."

"May God bless you."

The turbid color block seemed to smile, and collapsed into a cloud of dust in front of the wizard.

　The second update!I'll try my best to see if it's three o'clock

　　
　
(End of this chapter)