I grabbed this "golden shroud" and stood up in a daze for a while.
This man said a lot of unbelievable things. The reason why I didn't question his words was because I was forcing myself to believe it all. I needed a goal of revenge to sustain myself.
To this day, I still can’t believe that I went from being an ordinary kid with a family, although not very wealthy, and living a very ordinary life, to an orphan just like that! And I have something to do with the fucking dark world.
In addition to hatred, I also have a lot of confusion in my heart.
He suddenly smiled and said: "Actually, it would be easier for you to resurrect your parents than to kill Loki, but if you want to resurrect someone, you still have to enter the dark world..."
"What!" My whole body was shaken with a look of disbelief. "Can the dark world really resurrect the dead?" He chuckled: "Yes!"
I shouted: "Tell me how to resurrect the dead."
"The dark world has the power to resurrect the dead! But... whether it is killing Loki or resurrecting the dead, it is too far away for you. I am just telling you that it is possible. I have never had such power.
Of course, I can't tell you how to resurrect the dead. But if you can enter the dark world, you can go find a person named Ugly King. He is the only person I know who has the power to resurrect the dead. Ugly King has a very bad temper, and killing people is not good for him.
It's as easy as breathing. You'd better have a certain level of strength before going to him, otherwise he might kill you first, and then there will be no hope."
"How can I find the Ugly King?"
He shrugged his shoulders and said, "I don't know. The whereabouts of the Ugly King have always been mysterious. You have to rely on your own strength to find him." Seeing that I had calmed down and was no longer so impulsive, the man waved his hand and threw it away.
He came over with a room card and smiled softly: "I have opened two rooms. You can go to the one next to you and have a good sleep. Everything will be a little better when you wake up tomorrow, including the people you hate."
I stood up like a zombie, opened the door and came to the corridor.
I didn't even think about which side the person was talking about. I just took a few steps and tried it with the room card in my hand. I was very lucky, and the door clicked open immediately. I twisted it open.
After opening the door, I inserted the key card into the power outlet somewhat numbly, then walked into the room and sat on a chair blankly, without moving for a long time.
It was getting dark outside, and I suddenly felt something sticky on my head, so I reached out and wiped it.
I almost forgot about the golden shroud in my hand, but this touch reopened the wound on my head that I didn't know when, and it was stained with blood.
"Oops!"
Although I don't like this piece of golden cloth, let alone the unpleasant name "Golden Shroud", but this thing represents the hope of finding Loki's revenge, so don't get it dirty. I stood up in a hurry
, I was about to go to the bathroom to clean it, but then I couldn’t believe my eyes. Because I saw that the blood stained on this golden shroud was actually absorbed into it.
This piece of gold-like cloth made a swishing sound, like a child drinking from a straw, and soon it became extremely clean again.
I subconsciously used this thing to rub my head, but soon realized that this move was stupid.
When I realized it, it was already too late. This "golden shroud" actually gave birth to countless granules and penetrated into my wound. My face turned pale in an instant.
"Get out of my way!"
I pulled hard and almost tore off a large piece of flesh and blood on the leader's head.
This thing was so evil that it actually wanted to drink my blood and eat my flesh. I tried hard to stomp it on the ground, and for a moment I didn’t know what to do with it. At this moment, a lighter was prepared for the guests in the room.
After catching my eye, I picked up the lighter. When I lit the lighter and put the "golden shroud" on it to burn, a voice that was extremely angry sounded in my mind.
echo.
"You humble creature, how dare you destroy my great will! I will punish you..."
"What a great dick! If you want to eat my flesh and drink my blood, you should fucking think about your own fate." I yelled viciously, but a heart-stopping feeling immediately hit me.
It took hold of my soul, and there was a ghost thing that I couldn't explain what it looked like that was trying to get into my mind. I didn't know how to deal with "it", so I could only yell as hard as I could, trying to
Make yourself more "vier".
This resistance was useless at first, and my consciousness soon began to blur, and I was very eager to sleep.
I had a vague feeling that if I really "slept over", I might never wake up again, so I desperately tried to find a way to resist. Maybe it was my blessed soul, but when my last bit of consciousness was about to sink, I suddenly remembered that
Pictures that people showed me.
The faces of my parents that I was very familiar with at ordinary times, but became extremely sad, made me suddenly feel boundless anger. This anger forcibly resisted the temptation to fall asleep and resisted the evil consciousness.
This kind of spiritual war is the best whetstone. I, who knew nothing about this field, gradually mastered some rough skills of spiritual war in this confrontation between life and death.
This technique is to use extreme emotions to enhance willpower, and I happen to be very angry right now, and at the same time very fearful!
Both anger and fear can maximize human potential, including spiritual strength.
This kind of fight is illusory, but it is tit for tat. The anger caused by the death of my parents and the fear of the unknown blend together, making my will stronger and stronger, bursting out with powerful potential. The one from the Golden Shroud
The voice became more and more angry, and it kept cursing me, but it seemed that there was nothing I could do.
I don’t know how long this mental battle has passed, but I suddenly felt the pressure lighten, and the extremely evil will let out a long and shrill howl unwillingly, and then it burst like a bubble.
My consciousness flowed into the Golden Shroud and occupied its original position.
I was so mentally exhausted that I fainted immediately after realizing that I had won.
I have never fainted even once in my life, but within one day, I was knocked unconscious once by someone and again by this weird piece of cloth. This seemed to indicate that my life would never be the same again.
When I woke up, I was no longer in a hotel, but in a car.