"Leave here, the living should not set foot in the realm of the dead, leave or...die!"
The cloak that disappeared mysteriously floated in the air. Perhaps because the surroundings became dark, this time Dongchen and the others actually saw the face under the cloak clearly.
But to be honest, if you had a choice, I believe no one would want to see this face.
The bones of the pale and stiff dead flesh were exposed, the big teeth without lips were exposed, and the two black eye sockets with burning flames were in sharp contrast to Bujie.
This...is an undead.
In other words, a monster that came back from the dead.
"We have no intention of disturbing your peace. We just want to find some supplies, preferably a car." Dongchen did not dodge, nor did he show fear, not even disgust. In the sea of consciousness, he was a hundred times more disgusting than the monster in front of him.
He has seen everything.
Dead corpses are not a strange thing to Dongchen. Although the undead are strange, they are not enough to scare him.
"Quack...you are very interesting!" The undead in the cloak smiled hoarsely, smiled, and pointed out.
The pale and yellow withered fingers had a black light, and Dong Chen instinctively raised his sword to meet him.
The brilliance collided, feeling the energy aura on Dong Chen's body, and the undead was delighted: "A being with soul energy and killing aura, are you... interested in becoming a forgotten person?"
"The Forgotten?" A clear voice called out.
As if he had discovered something strange, the cloak fell from mid-air to the ground.
A gust of wind blew open the hood, and the withered gray-green hair was flying. Anne buried her head in Christina's arms in horror. The undead's outstretched hand paused in the air, and the flames in her eyes couldn't help but reveal a touch of deep sadness: "...
You...go! Get out of here."
As soon as the lost voice fell, a crack appeared in the sky filled with ghosts, and warm light illuminated Annie's frightened face. The little angel looked at the undead, and the fearful eyes gradually dissipated: "Thank you... thank you, you are a good person."
"Okay, human?... Human..." He slowly turned around, and the broken cloak dissipated little by little.
Dongchen suddenly stretched out his hand: "Wait!"
"What do you want to know?" The undead did not look back, and the dissipated figure slowly solidified. The pale and yellow bone hands pulled up the hood to cover the daunting head. Dongchen could clearly see his body.
Trembling slightly.
"I want to know, what is a Forsaken?"
The dry wind blew the dust away, and the undead turned around and pulled off his cloak.
Everyone opened their eyes wide.
Sharp nails, broken sternum, pale rotten flesh.
Surrounded by gloom, terror, despair, and an unstoppable negative atmosphere.
The undead looked at Dongchen and Annie, and the dancing flames passed over everyone one by one: "Why do you want to know about the Forgotten?"
"Curious." Dongchen softly spat out two words that surprised the undead.
"That's it..." Slowly pulling up the cloak and wrapping the scary body, the undead sighed: "Curiosity is the greatest human emotion and the original sin of everything."
"...Yes, curiosity is both hope and despair." Recalling that because of curiosity, human beings defeated nature step by step and went into space, and then because of curiosity, it caused destruction. Dongchen didn't know what to say, maybe everything he said was redundant.
The melancholy breath lasted for a moment, and the undead came to his senses first. He always paid attention to Annie, which made Dong Chen unable to let go of his guard, although Dong Chen did not feel any malice towards it.
The undead realized something was wrong and looked away sadly...
The strange black clouds in the sky gradually receded, and the sun shone down, splitting the place where the undead and Dong Chen were standing into two.
In the wind, there is a low grinding sound...
"Remember the meaning of the forgotten: we are neither the living nor the dead, we will be forgotten by the living and the dead. We return to the world we once said goodbye to, but we can never return to the days when we were alive, forever
Unable to return to those we once loved, our existence is also a curse. Therefore, we forget the past. And, we are forgotten by the past."
The lost and melancholy murmurs had a unique hurt. Dongchen stared at the undead hiding himself in the cloak, and slowly said: "Did you just talk about us?"
"Yes..." The undead slowly raised his head and looked sadly at the sky: "We are not alone..."
"Then do you recognize it?"
The drop-shaped gem exuded a light purple brilliance. The undead reached out to take it from the darkness in confusion, looked at it twice, and stopped in an instant.
"I think you need to go with me." The undead raised his head, the soul fire beating violently in his eyes.
"Where to go?"
"The kingdom of the dead."
Inexplicable mantras were chanted, and two skeleton horses with four hooves on fire rushed out of the darkness. The undead waved his hands casually, and the rattling bones surged up from the ground, forming a pale carriage in an instant.
"It's so magical!" Annie's big, watery eyes widened.
Dongchen looked carefully at the car, then at the undead, and took the lead into the car.
"This is for you." With a dry palm, a holy white flower lay flat. Annie looked at the dead soul and took it with a smile: "Thank you."
"Keep it close to your body. Wherever we go, it will cause harm to the living."
The hands holding the white flowers paused, Annie blinked, and said cautiously: "Then...can you give me some more?"
Staring blankly at the little girl in front of him, the undead suddenly grinned and let out a laugh that sounded like bones fighting: "You are such a kind girl. I will give you three more flowers. The flower of the other side is not something easy to get."
Four other shore flowers were held in the palm of her hand. Anne was in trouble, she didn't know who to give them to?
Dongchen's big, watery eyes asked for help anxiously. Dongchen smiled and took out three flowers. One was given to Avril, one was given to Begobird, and the last one was given to Vegeta after thinking about it: "
Take turns and try to stay together."
"Brother, I'll give you mine." Seeing Dongchen hand out all the flowers, Annie hurriedly handed her own over.
Dongchen stroked her little face lovingly and gently pushed the flower back: "I don't need it, take care of yourself."
"Cute little girl, you don't need to worry about him." The undead looked at Dongchen, and the eerie flames made people feel chills on his back.
"Really?"
Annie still didn't believe it, so Dongchen and Christina looked at each other and got in the car.
"Believe me, brother, and take care of yourself."
A rattling sound sounded.
The undead turned around, looked at everyone in place, and snapped his fingers: "Sit down and let's go."
Stepping on the void, the carriage floats up.
Before taking action, no one expected that this skeleton carriage was not walking on the ground, but flying in the air.
For this reason, Bergobold kept exclaiming: "This is not scientific, this is not scientific."
"What science?" The undead sitting at the front suddenly turned his head: "The dark matter energy world is different from the main matter world, science? You'd better not mention these two words in front of us."
The gloomy words full of murderous intent were not a joke at all, so Bergobold shut his mouth knowingly.
Dongchen raised his hand to rest his chin, leaning against the car and watching casually.
The dilapidated city whizzed past in front of my eyes, and the strong wind rustled my clothes. The speed was no less than that of the Despair traveling at full speed.
Turning his head idle and looking at the undead in the cloak, Dongchen suddenly asked: "What's your name?"
"Name?" The soul fire in the eyes of the undead jumped fiercely, and he sighed and looked into the distance: "What a distant word!"