The first meeting between Boluogo and Sai Zong was not a good one. It was even a bit of a nightmare. At that time, the Club of the Undead was a paradise for lunatics and lunatics to Boluo Ge, and Sai Zong was undoubtedly the craziest among them.
one of.
There is no way, anyone who is pounced by Sai Zong dressed as a dog will have this twisted sense of absurdity, let alone when Sai Zong imitates the posture of a dog and starts excreting.
In Boluogo's opinion, based on the degree of mental distortion of the undead, Sai Zong is undoubtedly the most twisted and difficult to understand.
But it was this guy who, in the chaos of the timeline, indirectly gave Boluogo a hint, as if breaking the shackles of the fantasy species. After that, Sai Zong mysteriously disappeared... Based on the undead's concept of time.
From the looks of it, he is not missing, he is just out for a walk.
In short, after that, Boluoge became infinitely curious about Sai Zong and wanted to know what this somewhat wise and foolish guy was thinking.
As for when Sai Zong will come back? Boluogo is ready to wait for ten years.
Just when Bologo was about to forget all this, Sai Zong suddenly came back around the time of the Decay Plague incident. It is said that the first person who discovered him was Sere, and then Sai Zong disappeared into the stairwell. The next few days
During the month, other people would see Sai Zong from time to time, but no one said anything and just regarded him as Sai Zong.
That's right, after playing a dog for many years, Sai Zong changed into a new role and played a cat. He also acted like a cat, elusive and invisible. No one else had any objections, except Wei Er.
"You bastard actually wants to lick my hair!"
One day, Weier chased Sai Zong while yelling and cursing, and drove him deep into the stairwell.
Every time Sai Zong appeared, Boluogo was not present. When he heard the news, Boluogo admired Sai Zong's professionalism very much. When playing a cat, he must also play its habits.
Funny, wacky, crazy, etc., these are words commonly used to describe Sai Zong. However, under certain circumstances, Boluogo felt that Sai Zong would become very scary and mysterious.
For example, Sai Zong ended his role and became a "human being".
"Saizong?"
Boluogo looked at the figure sitting on the floor in the corridor with his back to him. He called Sai Zong's name, and Sai Zong also heard Bo Luogo's call, put his hands on the ground, and slowly turned his head.
Sai Zong was wearing a bloated cat doll suit and looked like he had just come off work from an amusement park. He was incompatible with the mysterious and elegant atmosphere in the corridor.
Just when Bologo wanted to say something else, Sai Zong moved.
Sai Zong first used the strength of his hands to support his upper body and leaned back slightly. Then, his feet slowly slid forward and were placed behind his hips. His knees were slightly bent to withstand the force of the fall. With the support of his hands and the
Slowly adjusting his feet, he slowly sat up and held his head high.
Boluogo couldn't help but become nervous, vaguely aware of what would happen next.
Seizing the ridiculous cat doll's head with both hands, Sai Zong pulled it off with a little force. He moved his shoulders and neck, then raised his head completely, and looked at Boluogo.
In my memory, this was the first time that Boluogo saw Sai Zong's appearance so clearly.
Sai Zong has a face that is completely different from his ridiculous appearance.
There was a familiar quality about that face, a quality that Bologna had possessed before and seen thousands of times on other faces.
Sai Zong's face was filled with the vicissitudes of time and the pain of being ravaged by war. His skin was rough, dry, without luster and elasticity, and covered with black and yellow scars.
He looks young, but his eyes have long lost their clarity and vitality, and are tinged with a dull gray color, as if they have been submerged by the ruins and rubble of the world. The deep lines between his eyebrows are almost crowded.
Together, their expressions were dull.
The bridge of his nose has been burdened by the heavy burden of war and has become somewhat curved. His chin is covered with short and scattered beards, like twisted dead branches. His lips are chapped and white, slightly open, and it is difficult to breathe out.
It's as difficult as going through all the hard work.
"Bo…Bologo."
Sai Zong opened his mouth to speak, but it seemed that he had not spoken for a long time. His words were stumbling and unclear, as if he was describing an unfamiliar topic.
In his words, some letters were pronounced repeatedly, and some words were even misspelled. Sometimes, he spoke very quickly, and sometimes he spoke extremely slowly, making people have to listen to it again.
"Bologo Lazarus."
Finally, Saizong successfully said Boluogo's name, as if his language function had been restored.
But Sai Zong's face was still frowning and lifeless. He turned sideways, raised his hand, and guided Boluogo.
"follow me."
Sai Zong picked up the doll's head and walked towards the end of the corridor. Boluogo stood stiffly, with huge waves in his mind.
For a moment, Boluogo couldn't figure out what to do. This time Sai Zong not only talked, he was also leading him to a certain place.
In their chats with Sere, they had doubts about the Undead Club more than once, and in their doubts, they speculated that Sai Zong was the oldest among them, and he might even have witnessed the establishment of the Undead Club.
Boluogo's breathing quickened slightly, and he blinked hard. With uncontrollable curiosity, he took a step forward, followed Sai Zong, and strode away.
At the end of the corridor that was once untouchable and extremely far away, Sai Zong seemed to have some kind of authority to stabilize the infinitely extending space around him. As he moved forward, Boluogo could clearly see the distance between him and the corridor.
It's actually getting closer little by little.
"While I was away, I saw a lot of devils."
Sai Zong said to himself, his words were like a heavy hammer, almost crushing Boluo Ge's thinking.
"They are all like bloodthirsty wolves, ready for war. Coupled with the increasing concentration of ether and the overlap between the etheric world and the material world, a catastrophe is imminent."
Sai Zong stopped walking and stopped walking towards the end, and Bologo also followed behind him. As he got closer to the end, Bologo heard the snoring echoing in the corridor.
The sound became clearer and louder, as if there was a giant sleeping at the end of the corridor. His snoring was like thunder, and every breath he took would set off a howling wind.
"Saizong..."
Boluogo's voice became dull, and his mouth became a little dry. At this time, many conjectures overflowed from Boluogo's mind. In his eyes, Sai Zong's funny figure was completely filled with weirdness and confusion.
Madness replaces.
"Are you the devil?" asked Borlog.
"Yes," Sai Zong turned around, first confirmed, then shook his head, "But no."
He continued, "In terms you can understand...you can consider me his only debtor, the chosen one."
Boluogo's eyes tightened, and all the muscles in his body tightened. In Boluogo's eyes, the narrow and straight corridor turned into a one-way death battleground. With the advantages of the Devil's Land and the Ancient One, Boluogo could
Luo Ge didn't think he could defeat Sai Zong, let alone that he didn't carry any weapons at all.
Sai Zong said, "Don't be nervous, Boluogo. If I were hostile to you, you would have been lost in this stairwell."
"What are you going to do?" Bologg asked.
"cooperate."
Sai Zong said, "I want to tell you some secret, almost forgotten information, and you will help me solve these hidden dangers."
"Why are you so sure I can help you?" Bologo asked.
"Because I know you well enough, I have seen every time you get drunk, and besides... our purpose is the same."
Sai Zong suddenly walked towards Boluoge. Boluoge wanted to retreat, but his feet were frozen in place, as if they had been pierced by iron nails, unable to move.
"Berogo Lazarus, a pathological, overly narcissistic guy, you think you are the chosen savior who wants to maintain order in the world and kill those troublesome demons."
Sai Zong was very close to Bologo, so close that Bologo could clearly see the orange-red glimmer in his eyes. This light reminded Bologo of the fireworks burning on the battlefield, carrying destruction and decadence.
"I am against the devil."
"Well, to a certain extent, I'm also against the devil."
"But you are the chosen one, won't your master kill you?"
"You have to understand, Boluogo, the chosen one is the representative of the devil's will in the world, the player who participates in the dispute, so..."
"So the devil behind you also has this attitude?" Boluogo felt a little ridiculous. "You are going against other devils because you want to be the only winner of the dispute, the king of devils?"
Sai Zong shook his head and said expressionlessly, "Look around you. This is his country. What do you think he desires?"
Boluogo was stunned. It was difficult for him to understand Sai Zong's words. After thinking about it carefully, he thought of a possibility that surprised him.
"peaceful?"
Sai Zong nodded in confirmation, his expression solemn.
"No...how is this possible?" Boluogo didn't believe it.
"Devils also have individual wills, and not all wills are willing to become slaves of power," Sai Zong said quietly, "Just like everyone in the Immortal Club, the long time has consumed all our desires.
What we long for now is eternal peace."
Boluogo lowered his breath and asked, "Who is he?"
Sai Zong was silent for a moment, then slowly turned his head and looked towards the end of the corridor.
"He was once called the Child of Eternal Wrath by the world, but his real name is..."
Sai Zong suddenly grabbed the back of Boluogo's neck, forced him to lower his head, and put his ear to Sai Zong's mouth. As if he was afraid of disturbing the sleeping will, Sai Zong said in a very low voice.
"The Furious Samuel."
The snoring at the end of the corridor stopped, and a sense of threat that he had never felt before quickly spread in Boluogo's heart, like spreading ice, freezing Boluogo's internal organs until the stagnant snoring sounded again.
The horrible feeling slowly subsided.
Seeing this, Sai Zong's numb face finally showed some expression, a strange smile. He opened the door on one side and invited Boluo Ge to step in in the darkness.