Grabbing the ball fiercely, Dongchen stood up, holding his sword and roaring with all his strength.
Having lost his ability to judge by hearing, Dongchen didn't know how loud he had used. He just shouted as hard as he could until his lips were dry and his throat was congested.
Vent, vent violently.
Like a wolf howling at the lonely moon in the wilderness.
early morning.
The red light reflected the ruins, and Dong Chen climbed up from the ruins. He held a rubber ball in his hand and looked around.
The town is in ruins, and the wind and sand outside the town are coming one after another. It won't be long before this place will be buried.
"Where are you going to find them?"
Looking blankly at the ruins in front of him, Dongchen walked towards the energy center in his memory. The morning sun rose from behind him, and the blood-stained sword, torn clothes, and hideous scars formed a heroic figure.
"I will definitely find you, definitely."
"Anne, Christina, Bergbird, wait for me!"
With firm steps, Dongchen dragged his scarred body into the rubble-filled slope. The closed door had changed its shape.
Dongchen walked in.
It's like entering another world.
“This is not an energy center!”
Under a gray sky, a circular archway goes straight forward, with a fountain at the far end.
Turning back suddenly, the way back was lost again.
Dongchen slashed hard at the wall with his sword, making a soft ding sound.
So hard!
With no way out, Dongchen had to walk forward. As the distance approached, the appearance of the fountain came into view.
"Christina!"
A statue of Christina. The snow-white statue smiled and danced, accompanied by the splashing water all around, like a dream.
Dongchen stared at it for a long time before looking past it. In front of him was a dark castle.
The huge wooden suspension bridge was so dark that it was bottomless at both ends, and it was unknown what was there.
Dongchen stepped on it. A crunching sound was heard, and his feet were free. Dongchen, who was barely able to fall down, raised his feet and ran wildly. Behind him were the bridge decks that collapsed in pieces.
Moving forward all the way, Dongchen slowly turned around until he stepped on the ground. The back in the fountain in the distance was still beautiful. Dongchen's heart slowly became cold, and he never looked at it again.
Turn around, step forward, and kick to the side.
The old door slammed to the ground, and through the dust and smoke, a magnificent hall came into view. The most obvious one was a mural facing the door, taking up most of the wall. The mural painted a
The fat man, he was sitting on the throne in a dark robe, holding a crystal skull in his hand, with a fat face that made people laugh, and a sly smile. With this castle, it looked indescribably eerie and weird.
.
Dongchen walked into the lobby. His shadow was reflected on the mirror-like square floor, one by one, making it look dizzying.
"You're here."
The sudden sound was gloomy and hoarse. A gust of wind blew by, and a throne appeared under the mural, with a fat man sitting on it, exactly the same as the fat man in the mural.
"Who are you?" Dongchen asked.
The fat man stroked the crystal skull in his hand, but he didn't answer.
Dong Chen slowly drew his sword, and the biting cold light came out inch by inch: "Answer me."
"Should I say no?"
"Then..." He put the sword at his waist and pointed forward: "You just go and die!"
The piercing sword stopped in front of the fat man, not because Dongchen couldn't move, but because...
"Annie!"
The little angel floating in the air opened his arms in confusion, as if he hadn't seen Dong Chen. A strong wind came, and the sharp sword swung by Dong Chen stopped in mid-air, and his body flew out.
"Christina!"
Slowly retracting her slender legs, Christina, wearing a white wedding dress, stood there quietly. Beside her, Bergbird, wearing a scarlet bishop's robe, held a Bible with a cross cover.
"Is my bride beautiful?" The fat man sitting on the throne looked at Christina with fascination.
Dongchen kicked the ball that fell aside.
Something strange happened. The ball passed through the fat man's body without any hindrance, hit the back of the throne and bounced out.
"ghost?"
"No, no, no..." He glanced at the ball that was rolling away, and the fat man frowned slightly: "I'm not a ghost, how could I be a ghost?"
The murderous aura caressed the sword body, and the blood flames ignited. Dongchen slowly moved forward, with three companions blocking the front.
Anne and Bergbird acted as shields, while Christina took the main attack. One side had no reservations, and the other did not dare to fight back. Dongchen did not dare to draw his sword, and was beaten for a moment without the ability to fight back.
The fat man clapped his hands proudly, his fat body twisting around on the throne, as disgusting as maggots.
"How's it going? Is this show fun? Haha..."
The proud laughter was swallowed in the throat, and Dongchen disappeared in the fat man's eyes.
The figure that disappeared in an instant appeared behind the throne, and the sharp sword in his hand stabbed suddenly.
There was an empty throne, and a black robe was pierced by a sword. The fat man appeared from beside Christina, smiling sinisterly and applauding: "Very good raiding ability, I almost succeeded. What a pity, you are like this
How many times can the trick be used? Once, or twice?"
The wound exploded, and patches of blood soaked through his clothes. Dongchen, who was unable to use secret techniques at the stage of being forced to use it, shook his head and turned around: "You can try it."
A firm, fearless, and decisive gaze came to him, and the fat man's expression changed: "You are a madman."
"madman?"
Disappeared again, the sword blade cut through a piece of air, Dongchen's slowly limp body brought out a piece of flying blood drops, staining Christina's white wedding sand red.
"Boy, I've had enough fun." Looking at Christina angrily, the fat man stretched out his hand and passed through in vain.
"Let them go, okay?" The bouncing ball floated over, and the sunny-looking little boy stopped in front of the fat man.
"Let them go? What nonsense are you talking about!" The fat man looked at the little boy, his fat face distorted and said: "How many years have I been waiting for someone to finally come, and you want me to let them go?"
Slowly floating in front of Dong Chen, the fat man chuckled: "As long as I possess his body, I can marry a beautiful bride and enjoy the wonderful human life again. Ah! What a wonderful thing that is, how can I
Maybe give up?”
"This is not good." The little boy looked at Annie and patted the ball in his hand.
"Why is it bad?" Fatty pointed at Dongchen angrily: "He was the one who provoked me first, have you forgotten? It was him who destroyed my body! You asked me to let him go? I'm dreaming!"
"You are a bad person." The little boy looked at the fat man and held the ball in his hands: "Mom said, you are a bad person."
"What did that stupid woman teach you?" The fat man was provoked by the little boy and became furious: "I am a bad person? I am a bad person! Yes, I am a bad person. Then what are you?"
"I am the son of a bad guy." The little boy lowered his head and said, "The son of a bad guy has no one to play with, no one."
The fat man was very angry: "No one plays with you? Hum! How come there is no one to play with you?"
The little angel floating in the air floated in front of the little boy, and the fat man held it in his arms: "Can't she play with you? As long as you want, she can always stay with you."
The little boy stretched out his hand expectantly, wanting to hear Annie's response, but the little angel just looked ahead blankly.
The fat man hooked his fingers, Anne stretched out her hand, and the little boy stepped back: "This is not good."