Three steps five steps,

Liu Yufeng followed the direction of the sound, and gradually, his eyes suddenly became clear, as if he had opened up a new world. Endless cold spots of light rotated and fluttered in the air. They were mixed in the fog and dust between the sky and the earth, embellishing different colors for the translucent dust, just like the spectrum of cold colors, from green to blue, from blue to purple.

They sing, they float.

The dust fog is like dust in the starry sky, and the light spots are like stars. They are like a miniature galaxy, constantly rotating around the center of the sound.

The black cloak was driven by the dust and kept flying to the right side of the body. The boy's fluffy hair kept shaking with the invisible wind. The cold light spots were like elves in the world, surrounding the boy, chasing him, and following him to the center.

The white palm was blocking his eyes because the dust was becoming dense, like a dreamy and colorful fog. Gradually, Liu Yufeng could no longer see anything, but he still walked forward firmly until his figure appeared at the core of the vortex, and the surroundings were instantly cheerful.

He seemed to be in the center of the tornado, which was a circular pure space with a diameter of more than 200 meters. The dense colorful fog around him was like a circular high wall.

Liu Yufeng did not stop. He continued to walk towards the center. He saw a man, or a corpse, covered in scars, and even his head was cut off by 1/3. It seemed that he could not be more miserable. But even so, there were still eight black chains carved with runes stretched out from the ground. They passed through the man's body like needles and threads, fixing him tightly to the ground. You know, each of the chains was more than ten centimeters thick.

On the man's body, dust and cold spots of light kept floating vertically from the wound into the air. He was like a piece of rotten flesh that had been pulled away from the essence, because except for the half of his head, his body was rotting and withering. Countless black silk strips were swaying from side to side, and Liu Yufeng felt the divine power of pollution from it.

"When you came here, I hesitated a little, and I was wondering whether you are a Joker."

The voice calling for myself suddenly sounded from the bottom of my heart.

The man's body did not move, nor did he show any signs of resurrection, but Liu Yufeng felt that he was talking to him.

"I don't know either." Liu Yufeng shook his head slightly.

"You must know." The voice was extremely firm.

"Because, you still have one question that you didn't answer me," he continued.

"You can try asking, but I may not be able to answer you."

Liu Yufeng no longer looked at the men on the ground. He looked at the sky, his expression full of confusion.

The voice was silent for a while and spoke again. His voice was filled with endless sadness and desire. He seemed to be eager to confirm something from Liu Yufeng's mouth.

He said:

"Joker, tell me, will anyone remember everything we have done? Will anyone remember our sacrifice? We paid such a great price, is everything we did? "

"Or, in fact, even you will feel confused."

Liu Yufeng sat next to the man. He held his legs and curled up his whole body into his cloak. He could feel the tragic mood of the man's words. He wanted to say something, but he couldn't speak.

"I really don't know what you're talking about."

After saying this, the space fell into a long silence, and it was a long time later when the man's voice sounded again.

"So, you've made a choice, are you? You're going to start a new life again, no, you've already done that."

The man's voice was extremely disappointed and depressed, as sad as an abandoned child.

"I didn't, I just couldn't remember it anymore. I even felt that I was not the one you said at all."

Infected by the man's voice, Liu Yufeng hurriedly spoke.

"This is very simple. Although Alves fell from the angel level, I still forget the evil god! I will help Joker find the lost memories!!!"

Alves' voice was extremely excited. At the end, his voice was almost roaring, constantly echoing like thunder in the depths of Liu Yufeng's soul.

An invisible force pulled Liu Yufeng into the air, and the colors in the vortex continued to gather above the center, and finally poured into Liu Yufeng's body like an initiation.

"ah!!!"

Holding his head, Liu Yufeng let out a painful roar. He began to fall from the air. He began to moan in pain on the ground, as if he was fusing a memory that did not belong to him at all. His soul seemed to be about torn apart. The pain could not be described in words.

"You...you are really not Joker."

Just as Liu Yufeng was about to collapse, the light that descended from the center of the vortex dissipated. The man's voice was extremely disappointed, and there was sadness that was as great as the heart-deathing.

"Yalves, I still can't remember anything, but I think I'm very familiar with you."

Liu Yufeng stood up from the ground with his face covering his face. His body trembled due to the severe pain that had not yet subsided. He began to go crazy, stamping his feet, covering his face, and making endless crazy laughter:

"Hehehehehehehehahahahahahahahahahahaha!"

"I'm so uncomfortable, Alves!"

"Hahahahaha!"

"I'm so sad, Alves, I feel like I've lost everything I'm precious!"

"I seem to have nothing to do with Alves! I'm so lonely!"

"Who is Matthews? That tomb-guarding statue? Why do I always think of his name!"

"I want to cry so much, my heart hurts so much! But I keep laughing!"

"Hahahahahahahahaha!!!"

Liu Yufeng took his hand away, he smiled hard, and laughed wildly. The corners of his mouth that was raised high seemed to mock the world, mock the gods of heaven and earth, and seemed to be just mocking himself. Tears in the corners of his eyes kept falling. The young man looked very happy and crazy, but he was laughing, but the sad artistic conception surged like a tide in the center of the entire vortex, and revealed endless loneliness in the sad artistic conception.

"Matthews is Joker's most loyal servant and firm follower."

Alves' voice sounded again, this time, his voice was filled with strength again, as if a hope was ignited in his heart again.

Next to Alves's body, the boy gradually calmed down. He staggered and stood, as if the crazy laughter just now had exhausted all his strength.

"Why are you trapped here?" Liu Yufeng looked around with deep eyes and asked.

"The defeated evil gods, who were caught, became their trophy, and I, Alves, became the reward for the conversion of this town to the Kingdom of God. They have been stealing my power for endless years, and that woman is about to succeed."

"Casipe?"

"Yes, there is another man who stole another key ability from me. If my strength has not fallen and my ability has not been lost, I really want to try again."

Just as Liu Yufeng was about to speak again, Alves suddenly said in a hurry:

"The two people have returned to the town. You can't have a conflict with them directly. I want to send you and the people who came with you to leave!"

When Alves spoke, Liu Yufeng suddenly felt a strong feeling of pulling, and the power seemed to be about to teleport himself back to the town.

"Next time, when I come here again, I will give you an answer to the questions you asked!" Liu Yufeng shouted to Alves before entering the teleportation tunnel.
Chapter completed!