The wolf in the ark is running away desperately

Chapter 10 Trial and Mastema

"Unfamiliar ceiling...."

Ren Ming, who got up from the ground, rubbed his head, and looked around the surrounding environment with drooping dead fish eyes.

The wind and sand blew past, whistling non-stop, and a desolate and dead breath spread around, and the terrifying dead bones belonging to humans and large beasts could be vaguely seen.

die......

despair......

endless......

That's what the whole world is all about.

And there was no ceiling above him, but the pale breastbone of some gigantic beast.

"Using the bones of monsters as a ceiling, you really have a strong taste."

A casual voice came from the side and appeared in Ren Ming's field of vision.

"Mostima? No..."

Ren Ming was stunned for a moment, and immediately rushed out of the hole to look at the desolate desert around him, his eyes turned serious: "Why are we here..."

The world of the dead is also an empire of consciousness that records and maintains all life forms.

Only the undead infected by the origin stone will arrive here, but the problem is...

He remembered that he was drinking with Mostima and the people from Penguin Logistics just now. How did he get here? ! ! !

"When you get drunk, you lose control of your abilities, so we both died... I didn't expect to be together after death, it's so funny."

Mostima framed a smile and looked up at the sky.

No stars, no sun, just black, endless black.

Despite this, everything around is still clearly visible.

"This joke is not funny at all, and the world is very dangerous. If you stay for a long time, you will lose yourself. Let's think about how to leave first."

Ren Ming frowned, and carefully perceived all the movements of the surrounding environment.

The empire of consciousness is very dangerous, there is only endless violence and fighting here.

There are also various ancient beasts and warriors wandering in the wilderness, and they will be killed if they are not careful.

and also.......

Looking further into the distance, Ren Ming let out a soft breath.

There is a tall tower that goes straight to the sky, magnificent and ancient, as if it is the residence of the gods who control the world, and it also seems to be the core that maintains the entire world.

It is the most terrifying place, where many ancient undead gather...

When he entered the sarcophagus last time, his consciousness was almost lost in this world, and he didn't expect to come back again.

"So you've been here before?"

Mostima was in high spirits, and asked Ren Ming with interest.

"also?"

Hearing a certain word in Mostima's words, Ren Ming's eyes were shocked, but he regained his composure and pondered: "Did you inherit the ability to control time from a certain undead?"

"..."

Mostima's unchanging smile froze for a moment, and immediately returned to normal: "It's amazing, your research on this is very in-depth, you are worthy of being a member of the Tower of Babel, even if the Tower of Babel exists in a different way now , and is still the key surveillance target of various countries.”

"If you want to come to Rhodes Island, you are always welcome, but only after you leave here."

Seeing that Mostima chose to change the subject, Ren Ming didn't continue to ask, but broke off the sharp beast bone spur beside him and handed it to Mostima.

at the same time.....

"Ho... ho ho ho... ho!!"

Roaring sounded one after another, and weird and deformed beasts sprang out from the wind and sand, among which were mixed humans of various races.

Although the shapes are different, the eyes are full of madness and pure desire to attack.

"I have a chance to accompany you to Rhodes Island..."

Taking the bone spur from Renming's hand, Mostima looked at the creatures surrounded by him, and the smile that had never changed for thousands of years disappeared, leaving only dead silence and indifference.

And this ruthlessness that ignores everything is the true character of Mostima.

"It's just that on this land, for a long time, it will destroy the sanity of creatures and turn people into beasts that can only attack. Even if you can keep your sanity by chance, violence will become instinct. Without any emotion, you are sure you will not change Like them?"

"will not."

Ren Ming raised his fist and smashed the beast that was pounced on him.

"why?"

Mostima swung the bone spur to pierce the head of the beast that was also rushing forward, ignoring the blood stained on his face, and asked calmly.

The punishment that Lateran gave her almost caused her to die, and her consciousness was almost lost in the long river of time and this land.

But relying on her obsession with wanting to see the person in front of her, she was finally able to survive after a long time of torture.

The price was that everything lost its meaning, and nothing prevented her from feeling any emotion.

Now, she doesn't care about anything except the person next to her, the Angel of Power and her sister.

"With you here, I believe we will go back together."

There was firmness in Ren Ming's calm voice, and he kept punching out his fists.

Blood kept splashing around...

"I have no reason for you to believe."

Mostima asked lightly, without any emotion in his calm words.

"You have someone you care about! Even though you don't know who she is, your actions have told me that you care about her, and I do the same. No matter how long it takes, how many battles we go through, we must have a reason to go back and see those people .”

Ren Ming replied calmly, but the speed of swinging his fist became faster and faster, and his attack methods became more and more ferocious.

"Oh......"

His eyes trembled slightly, and the corners of Mostima's mouth suddenly brought back a smile, playing with Renming: "Is it you who I care about?"

"I will take you back at all costs!"

It seemed to be roaring in a low voice, and Ren Ming's attacking fists were connected together, as if they wanted to destroy everything around him that hindered him.

"..."

Witnessing Ren Ming's gesture of throwing his fist desperately, Mostima felt a violent beating somewhere in his heart.

Then......

"Hahahahaha..."

A crisp laughter came from Mastema's mouth, different from the polite chuckle before, this time the laughter seemed to be some kind of joy and catharsis from the heart,

Even so, her attacking action still didn't stop, it seemed that it had become some kind of instinct.

After a pause, she said with a playful smile: "Since you said that, let me witness how long you can maintain this idea. If you can really persist and accompany me not to get lost in this world, I will It’s okay to put myself under your control, please don’t become a beast that only knows how to attack.”

"You too."

The corners of Ren Ming's eyes twitched, and he replied in a deep voice.

.....in the real world...

Canangel, Laplande and others are constantly fighting, making the whole hall extremely chaotic.

And Mostima and Renming sat opposite each other, drinking one cup after another silently, as if everything around them had nothing to do with them.

Suddenly, Mostima spoke first.

"Your heir, very good."

However, Mostima's voice was different from usual.

Magnificent, vicissitudes, calm and powerful, like a giant dragon roaring in a low voice.

Not only that....

There is a small time wheel spinning in Mastema's eyes, as if the time she sees is under her control.

"The heir I choose naturally has the value I recognize. He won't get lost in that world, but you... you are not afraid of accidents to your heir?"

Ren Ming's voice is also different, crisp, ethereal, delicate and noble, completely female voice.

"If you want to master time, you must have a state of mind that ignores the erosion of time. Even if she shows a little fragility, she is not qualified to control time and will be annihilated by time."

'Mostima' put the wine glass in front of him and shook it lightly. In just a moment, a mellow scent spread from the wine glass.

If the Great Emperor were here, he would definitely smell it and let out an indescribable scream.

Because the time of this glass of wine has passed a hundred years in an instant, and it has become a superb wine worth thousands of dollars.

"Your ruthlessness disgusts me."

'Ren Ming' lowered his eyes slightly, and poured out the wine in his hand that had also become mellow.

"Goo..."

After drinking the wine in the glass, 'Mostima' continued to speak in a deep voice.

"Before time, everything will cease to exist, and I treat everything the same way, otherwise your heir will not be dragged into that grave by me. If he wants to master Mastema, he must accept the share I bestowed on him. test."

"how long?"

'Ren Ming' frowned.

It's not that Ren Ming wants to control Mostima, but because of the black snake's secret control...

If she hadn't been concerned about the safety of her sense of benevolence and the two Lupu children around her, she would have fought the dragon desperately, and turned the black snake into pieces!

"That tomb is extremely dangerous and there are many people of the same family. Considering this, the shortest period is 50 years."

So he responded.

"What about the real world?"

"Five ten minutes."

"......"

She was silent, and then sighed faintly.

I hope that Ren Ming will not have feelings for Mostima in the 50 years of experience, otherwise everything will become worse and worse as Black Snake predicted.

Moreover, Black Snake will also have the qualification to be truly reborn because of benevolence and control of the power of time.

Chapter 11 You only affect my sword drawing

"Run slower, it will be troublesome if your body is hollowed out."

"Don't do it, I won't stop here, absolutely not! I don't want to go back to my hometown to get married, bastard!!!!"

Benevolence ran in front, and Mostima chased after him. The two seemed to be a couple playing a game of chasing me.

The premise is to ignore the violent vibration behind the two of them and the huge figure covering the sky...

It was a gigantic scorpion, the curved tail covered with barbs made people shudder to look at, and the cavities and teeth wriggling all kinds of tentacles kept flowing out green liquid, and the smell was enough to make people spit out the overnight meal.

"Marriage? It's a good idea. If you call me my wife, I can consider helping you a little bit."

Although he was running non-stop, Mostima didn't seem to pay attention to the giant terrifying scorpion behind him.

"Don't set the flag casually! It's useless to call you my wife, and no one gave us two little red books, and how much did you care about the previous incident!"

Ren Ming turned his head and complained loudly towards Mostima behind him.

"Hehe, it doesn't matter if you don't care. After all, we have been together for more than 40 years, and suddenly want to leave me to die alone. It's a bit too much, right?"

Mostima smiled softly, but the black metal staff emerged from his hand, and the time wheel slowly rotated behind him.

"Gee!!!!"