Have You Considered Xinyue to Be a Military Division?

"Go." Neos waved his hand.

"Ah!" The ghouls held up their hands, but they still didn't move.

"Stand at attention!" Neos tilted his head, pushing aside a withered arm that was touching his face.

"Ah..." The ghouls still didn't move, their mouths were half-opened, and they looked up at the sky.

Nios pushed away a bunch of dead branches again, pursed his lips helplessly, sighed, and said to himself: "Why don't you look so smart..."

Squeezing between his brows, he lowered his head, "So the plan of the army of corpses has gone bankrupt, is it because of my lack of magic power, or are you just affected by the environment here, or can you only act on instinct?"

"Ah?" He opened his mouth and looked up at the sky.

As if he understood what the ghoul said, Nios looked up and stared at it, "Then can you climb back by yourself?"

I didn't hold out hope at first, but I just finished speaking.

It's like a distracted student who hears the bell for the end of get out of class, or a social animal who is dazed and fishing, it's tea time at three o'clock...

The group of ghouls turned around one after another, "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"."

"..."

Looking at this scene, Neos stopped thinking for a moment, and couldn't help rubbing his temples.

"You guys were afraid of working overtime thousands of years ago, so you have formed an instinct to leave as soon as the o'clock arrives, right..."

He made a rare remark, and watched helplessly that the group of corpses who had been aggressive just now dispersed like birds and beasts.

A few minutes later, the steps were empty, leaving only Neos standing there, looking around.

The huge chandelier above the head is still burning with flames. If this is really mermaid ointment, then this flame will never be extinguished for a thousand years.

So how long has it been since it last went off?

And was he standing under the flames at that time as he is now?

The fire light illuminated Neos' silver hair. He lifted his robe, sat down slowly, and stared straight ahead at the abyss in front of him, thinking about irrelevant issues rarely.

The riddle said that he buried the gods here, so why did Neos make such a move at that time.

Is it for others, or for your own purposes?

This was the first time Neos thought about himself since he promised the old man.

Just like what Nero said, after that day, he has been living for others, for promises, for kindness, and his past and future are no longer important.

But is this really what he wants? Along the way, he can vaguely glimpse from the myth that he has done earth-shattering events.

And now whether those goals are achieved, whether I want to find those pasts, after finding the past, how will I face the current queen and princess...

Neos was confused.

He felt a big net wrapping himself in the darkness.

The conspiracy of the fairy in the lake is intertwined with the past that I have never recalled. At the same time, there is also the love for the girl, the promise to the old man, and the relationship between the monarch and the queen...

"So even if I do all the tricks, I definitely won't be able to face this pile of bad things now."

Neos closed his eyes, a wry smile appeared on his handsome face.

But gradually, that wry smile disappeared little by little, replaced by a slightly wrinkled brow and a thoughtful expression.

Wait...something seems wrong...

In the bottom of Neos' heart, it seemed that a very thin wall had been knocked open, and the cracks were exposed little by little.

Immediately afterwards, the eyes suddenly opened, and a spiritual light seemed to burst out from the black pupils.

"Wait, if it's me, how can I not count that I will enter the tomb again one day!"

Neos stood up suddenly, flicked his long sleeves, and turned around with a snap, scanning the densely packed caves on the rock wall.

"No, it was I who had calculated before that I would enter the tomb again, so I laid out this layer of insurance..."

The light in his eyes became brighter, and Neos seemed to be grabbing the wild horse's tail: "Then I probably wrote this riddle, and I probably set up this game myself."

With deep thought, the lines were pushed back to thousands of years ago, and a completely different Neos appeared in his mind, appearing on the battlefield of the gods.

Immediately afterwards, he suddenly realized.

His pupils shrank, and he said loudly: "So I calculated myself and made me lose my memory. I guided myself to return to this tomb!"

This conclusion is a bit shocking, even Nios himself can't believe it.

But with that comes more questions.

For example, why do I have to lose my memory, for example, why do I want to come back here...

Silent for a long time.

Neos pursed his lips tightly, frowned tightly, looked at the sun, and muttered to himself: "So Neos, what are you going to do, do you want to prevent the resurrection of the gods, or retrieve your own memory?"

However, as a top strategist, he certainly knows that this is a conspiracy set up for himself thousands of years ago.

But in the face of Yang Mou, there is no other way but to follow the arranged path honestly.

So the next steps are clear.

Neos looked down the steps.

He will continue to explore this tomb, find treasure, and all buried secrets.

Or, are they actually the same thing?

......

Before going down to the bottom of the cave, Nios returned to the platform, scraped off the mermaid ointment, tore off the shroud on the ghoul, made a torch, and walked down leisurely.

The ghoul had no idea that the grown-up had been exploiting him crazily before he was alive, and now he would not let him go after he died.

Capitalist, you are!

All the way down to the bottom of the cave, Nios saw the lifting platform where the four people were sitting before, and after seeing that there was no one around, he thought that they should leave here and continue to look for a way out.

I just don't know if it will happen again in the end.

Nios is a bit complicated. On the one hand, these four people still need to be used, but on the other hand, he really doesn't want to face someone...

Especially when her real name was called out in a flash of brain.

So how do you explain yourself then?

Neos froze for a moment and touched his forehead.

Wait, why should I explain to her?

So he shook his head, threw his thoughts to the back of his head, and continued to hit the firelight on the arch.

The flames illuminate the murals on both sides. The characters in the words have ferocious expressions and King Kong's glaring eyes, which seem to be characters from two myths.

Neos came closer and looked up.I thought that if I could distinguish the characteristics, then I should be able to see through the real name or something.

And just as he was looking at the murals, comparing them with the mythological records in the memory palace.

In the darkness, two slender and pale hands stretched out soundlessly, wrapping around his shoulders quietly.

Then, hug it hard!

Suddenly there was a soft touch from behind, and a slight trembling.

Neos froze for a moment, then put down his vigilance, and patted his little hand on his chest.

"You haven't left yet?"

"Well, you promised me that I wouldn't die, so I just waited." The girl's voice was full of tears.

Neos sighed softly: "What if I lie to you?"

"You lie to me and I believe it."

Neos had nothing to say, and gently broke free from the girl's embrace, turned around, and looked down at her.

Subconsciously, she wanted to raise her hand to touch that blonde hair, but her hand froze in mid-air, squeezed it, and retracted it.

"Thank you," he said.

"Thanks for what?"

"thank you for trusting me."

"You don't have to thank me for this kind of thing, as it should be."

The girl shook her head slightly, wiped her eyes, and wiped away the tears.

She looked up at him, then at him again, then grinned uncontrollably.

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Chapter 190 Chapter 180 Chapter IX The Millennium Gate

Nero stared at Neos with burning eyes and a clear smile, like the warm sunshine rippling from the bottom of a dark cave.

Neos looked away, a little unbearable.

He began to regret calling her real name, because the atmosphere was so embarrassing now.

In other words, this girl shouldn't react like this. Shouldn't she be angry at herself for lying to her, kidnap her, or be afraid that she will harm her?

Why is it still like a golden retriever who saw its owner?

Almost jumped up and licked himself.

And Nero was also keenly aware that the atmosphere was not right, so he changed the subject in a timely manner and looked at the mural next to the arch.

"That, do you know it?" She pointed to her side.

Neos looked a little more normal, raised the torch slightly, and aimed the fire in the direction of the arch.

When I got closer to the two gods, I realized that the two murals were carved. The lines on the rock wall were like flowing water, and the faded paint was applied along the carved lines.

"I've never seen such a paint, and the carving style is completely different from that of Greece and Rome." Nero stood beside Neos, looking up and down.