Love Warriors Cong Liangji

"Well……"

Restricted by his own vows, Li Xiang was a little entangled between honesty and desire.

"Well... Brother, what do you think?"

"Not much."

Jiang Liu was very calm. After being surprised at the beginning, his mood had calmed down.

"Based on the current situation in Chaldea, these gold and gems are useless even if you take them away?"

"Indeed..." Lixiang's eyes wandered, "But maybe it's useful? Da Vinci might need these as materials."

After the occurrence of [Humanity Burning], everyone in Chaldea was trapped in the snow-capped mountains. Naturally, the supplies were extremely scarce, and they just barely survived on the resources collected from the singularity.

For those who possess technology but lack material resources, mana resources are far more valuable than gold and silver, because in the case of Chaldea, having mana is equivalent to having everything, and gold...is it edible?

Lixiang is just by nature, he prefers things that are shiny and shiny (I like them too, such as five-star followers), and he just wants to keep a souvenir.

"It's better not to indulge your desires, Fujimaru-dono."

At this time, the old priest who came in began to preach: "Have you heard the legend of 'Sigurd'?

Needless to say what happened to the evil dwarf tempted by gold, that is a warning to future generations.To be entrenched on a golden mountain like a dragon is not to own gold, but to be enslaved by gold. "

As he spoke, the priest casually picked up a golden wine glass, looked at it twice, and shook his head with emotion.

"These things just make people more sinful."

"Oh I see."

Li Xiang nodded heavily: "We must stay away from these temptations."

"Okay, as expected of Ms. Fujimaru." The priest nodded in relief.

"I'm relieved now, keep calm at all times in the future, and don't be fooled by money."

After finishing speaking, the priest put away the gold cup...

Chapter 497: The Vengeful Ghost Sneered in Desperation

【Welcome to the end of life, scumbags】

—that's what the man called the Warden says to every prisoner.

This is not false intimidation, nor is it a customary baptism, but a statement of the facts without any discount.

If ordinary prisons are only used to detain prisoners and deprive them of freedom for a certain period of time, and the prisoners still have the possibility of escaping, then this is the real "end point". The same reasons, but without exception are people who have lost hope.

Whether they have committed a crime or not, as long as they are sent to this prison, it means that they are "better not to appear again" ghosts to the outside world.

Maybe they are political prisoners, maybe their identities are sensitive, maybe they are involved in some incidents... In short, the only way to leave here is "death", and the only salvation that can be obtained is "despair".

——One day, a young man was thrown here.

If the mud is washed away, it can still be seen that this is a handsome man, and the calluses on the thick palms prove that he is a hardworking and good boy.

He was supposed to have a great future, full of hope like the rising sun, but at this prime time, he was forcibly thrown into this moldy prison from the rolling red dust.

At the beginning, his fighting spirit was not extinguished, and even in the dark, he radiated a warm light like a flame. However, this flame of humanity was quickly annihilated by the day-to-day tide and cold air.

The strong body that used to be able to fight the wind and waves on the sea has been eroded and thin, and his skin seems to have suffered from some disease. It is as pale as a ghost in the dark night. Cruel scars are all over the body, telling the abuse he suffered here. people tortured.

At some point, he had completely given up hope of seeing the sun again, and he no longer wished to return to the old days...Look at his emaciated, ugly and pale body, even if he could get rid of the shackles, he would not have the courage to see himself again Cherished people too.

Enthusiasm fades in the sea breeze, humanity is corroded by illness, hope fades in darkness, everything is irreparable... No!

Indeed, one thing has not changed!

From the moment he was thrown into the prison, he has never changed, but in this desperate situation at the end of his life, he thrives by sucking the milk of despair——

That is hate!

The anger and hatred that almost burned his soul made him abandon all good visions and completely throw himself into the hell that is loathed by God.

If he is left alone and allowed to die like this, there will probably not be any changes in this world, it is just that there is an extra resentful spirit in the prison.

But the young man... the man who was young was lucky.

An accident in the prison made him meet another "sinner" who was imprisoned here.

It's unbelievable that their identities, ages, origins, culpability...they have nothing in common but unexpectedly agree with each other.

He really got a lot out of that guy.

Knowledge, etiquette, experience, skills, experience, and even fighting skills, that person's level of knowledge is something he has never seen in his life, just like the wizard who guides the king in a fairy tale.

Occasionally, he would also have doubts, so he asked the other party: What is the significance of these?

But how many things you learn, even if you turn yourself into an omniscient scholar, as long as your body is still imprisoned in this prison, you will not be able to display your talents, and all of these will slowly become a pile of Mulch... all efforts are meaningless now.

However, in contrast to him who was pessimistic, that person was always smiling, denying his negative views again and again, and constantly instilling useful knowledge into him.

We haven't lost all the good things, at least we still have the beautiful moonlight shining on us - so said the old man.

[Wait, and hope. 】

The young man didn't think that doing so would change anything, but in this world where even time stood still, he really had nothing else to do, so he absorbed wisdom from the old man like a sponge.

Time passed day by day, even if the soul did not surrender, the body could not remain the same, and the old man weakened at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Not only old age, but also a terrible disease that afflicted him, and although they didn't say it clearly, both of them understood what it meant.

The young man felt inexplicably sad. He knew how kind and noble the old man was, and also knew that the other party's soul was purer and stronger than anyone else.He didn't know how long he persisted in this desperate world, and he never gave up until now.

However, this ordinary but great old man has to succumb in front of the unreasonable god of death... How unfair is this.

If there is one person in this prison who is eligible for redemption, it must be the old man who has not given up until now, but he no longer has this opportunity.

No matter how strong the will is, the cruel reality will not show any mercy.

On that day, the young man shed tears for a long time—this kind of thing he thought he would never have again...

He couldn't explain his feelings, he had been completely soaked in darkness, he had no more blood or tears, but he, who was still burning with the fire of hatred, would feel sad because of the common death in this place.

Perhaps, he pinned his hope and longing for beautiful things on the old man.

The cowardly man who had already conceded defeat in the face of fate entrusted his last wish to someone far more "powerful" than him.

The death of the old man not only means that he has lost his father and teacher, but also means that he has lost the last trace of connection with his past life forever.

——But the old man gave him his last prayers and blessings before he died.

Perhaps, I can no longer see the sunshine outside.

Perhaps, all the efforts I have made here are in vain.

Perhaps, my name will not be remembered by anyone.

Perhaps, my persistence all the time is wrong.

However, even though I was so powerless, ridiculous, and funny, I left something that could be called "beautiful" at the end.

My life is coming to an end, but hope lives on—

【You will live on instead of me! 】

——I, who is destined to die today, will give you the passage to freedom, the capital to make a comeback, and the wisdom to gain insight into human affairs!

Then... time to leave the darkness, my child.

Wait, and hope!

-

From the deep and calm darkness, the sinner slowly opened his eyes.

Damp walls, rusty instruments of torture, insects and ants squirming in the corners... It's a reassuring yet disgustingly familiar scene.

How much time has passed, there is no concept of time passing on the Wheel of Inhibition that records everything, so... Maybe he never left.

Indeed, he once broke loose and offered the curse of the devil to his enemies.

But that's just the body, his soul has always been bound here... There's no place to shine here.

"Om..."

The prison was slowly opened, and the cylindrical cabin rose from the ground, and several figures of various shapes appeared from it.

"..."

Looking at the familiar face in the crowd, the man showed a distorted smile.

Chapter 498: The Crime of Rage Edmond Dantès

"Kuhahahahahahahahahahahahaha!

I am the personification of vengeance, the ghost galloping from hell—the crime of wrath! "

The vengeful ghost shrouded in black mist laughed loudly at everything in the world, and had no desire to talk to people at all. The moment Lixiang and others appeared, they began to gather magic power all over their bodies.

"Hey, have you ever seen hell?"

hum!hum!hum!hum!

Flame-like magical brilliance flashed across the sky, and torrents of destruction hit Chaldea and his party.

"careful!"

The old priest and Jiang Liu reminded everyone in unison that they each took a step to meet the magic light.

One used the domineering Immortal Slash, and the other used the iron fist blessed by faith. The moment it collided with the fire, it released an astonishing shock, pushing the few people behind far away.

Yuzao cat hugged Lixiang immediately, and protected the black long straight girl with its soft body. With its wild super agility, it took Lixiang to a safe place with a light leap.

The pirate twins are different. Although they see the situation is not good and take refuge in Tachika, they have not yet developed the habit of being the center of the master. After encountering an attack, the first reaction is to meet the enemy instead of protecting the master.

Anne took off the long gun behind her back and knelt down on one knee in an aiming posture, while Mary rushed into the battlefield wielding an exaggerated scimitar.

It's just that the white-haired girl failed to rush to the revenge ghost and was stopped by strange figures one by one.

It was an ominous existence that was indistinguishable like a shadow, and could only be vaguely seen in its outline. It possessed magical power at the level of a monster, but the atmosphere was more depressing. It was an existence that was closer to wraiths than servants.

There were around twenty in number, blocking Mary's way.