Azik stepped off the carriage, stepped on the cold, hard dirt road, and looked around at the surrounding environment. His expression became more solemn, as if he was looking for something.
Suddenly, without saying a word, he walked straight towards the road leading to Baron Ramd's castle. This forced Klein behind him, who was telling the coachman to wait where he was, to quickly pay and turn around to follow.
Along the way, Azik resisted the obstruction of darkness and only relied on the crimson moon that occasionally penetrated the clouds and the dim light of the tiny stars to identify the road. He walked faster and faster, forcing Klein behind him to jog to catch up.
Klein even suspected that Mr. Azik was now completely relying on the guidance of memory to identify directions, and he didn't even need light to illuminate the road.
Finally, Klein caught up with Azik at the entrance of the castle. He wanted to say something, but after looking at the other person's silent face and tight lips, he swallowed his words wisely.
Azik stared at the ancient castle in front of him that had collapsed, was more than half destroyed, and was almost in ruins. He just stopped in place and lost the ability to think for a while.
His eyes were sometimes deep and sometimes blurry, until he seemed to be looking for something.
His eyes kept moving following the non-existent target in the air, passing over the barren lawn, past the castle vestibule filled with weeds, and past the tower that had collapsed and turned into a pile of broken bricks.
Suddenly, he groaned in pain, couldn't help but retreat, and the muscles on his face were twisted to a ferocious tone.
Several groups of pale flames suddenly appeared around him, the clothes on his back bulged high, and a pair of white wings broke out. The feathers on the wings were quickly stained with greasy stains, and then quickly fell down, being covered by the surrounding people.
The pale flame burns out.
In just a few seconds, Azik had transformed into a half-human, half-snake monster covered in dark green snake scales and carrying huge wings.
A thick gray-white mist rose from the ground out of thin air, covering Azik's figure.
Klein instinctively wanted to escape in front of this sudden scene, but found that he was wrapped up in the surrounding spirits and could not move. The spirits in the entire castle territory were trembling and crawling on the ground, as if to welcome the returning lord.
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"This is too exaggerated. Mr. Azik is at least a strong man above Sequence Five. He won't lose control!"
I can't even move four steps backwards... Klein tentatively looked at the spectacular scene in front of him and couldn't help but think.
As the last feather was burned away by the pale flame, Azik gradually returned to normal. His face was full of tears, as if he had just experienced a very sad dream.
He looked at Klein, who was fixed in the distance by many spirits, and raised his hand to drive away the nearby spirits.
Although Klein regained his freedom, his limbs that were bound by the spirit just now were still cold and weak. He could not even drive his legs to escape. He could only activate his spiritual vision and ask cautiously:
"Mr. Azik, are you okay?"
Azik didn't answer immediately. Instead, he looked at Klein carefully with suppressed sad eyes. It wasn't until he found something familiar and something worth celebrating that he reluctantly smiled and wiped his face.
tears, and replied in a sleepy tone:
"I have recovered part of my memory, and I have also seen some things that happened recently. Well, this is what the nearby spirits told me."
"Kleon, I really appreciate you helping Horak out of his predicament. Rather than turning into a wraith and enduring malicious torture, a better destination would be for him to return to the Kingdom of God in the 'Night' after being purified.
"
Horak Klein was confused, is this the name of the ghost knight?
Seeing Klein's confused and slightly wary look, Azik explained in a calm tone:
"Horaco is my son. He is a brave child who has determined to become a knight since he was seven or eight years old. He runs around dragging a giant sword."
"Here, this is the territory when I was Baron Ramd. It was the first home of my wife and I. I still remember its complete appearance."
"Although I have already remembered something, something seems to have interfered with everything that happened in the deepest part of the castle and the place where Horak is buried. I want to confirm it myself."
"You can wait for me where you are, or of course you can follow me." After saying that, Mr. Azik turned and walked towards the depths of the castle.
Klein examined the color of Azik's aura. He had been using his spiritual vision to observe the other person's emotional changes just now. He could confirm that Mr. Azik really treated objects instead of people after recovering his memory.
feel sad.
However, he still felt unconcealed fear about the sudden change just now, and could not believe what the other party said. What if Mr. Azik had lost control?
What if he was trying to seduce... No, with the strength Mr. Azik showed just now, it would probably be no more difficult for him to kill me than to crush an insect...
After thinking twice, Klein still caught up with the other party, passed through the door together, and watched as the other party skillfully found the mechanism and walked into the basement.
Holding his cane, Klein had just caught up with Mr. Azik and entered the basement when he saw him slowly pushing open the lid of the coffin in the center of the basement.
He just pushed open a gap, and through the gap, Azik saw the headless white bones. His expression suddenly twisted, he closed his eyes tightly, and let out a cry that seemed sad and painful.
Klein can clearly feel that Mr. Azik is very angry now, and the basement has become even colder than when the Wraith Knight was there!
In just over an hour after arriving in the small town of Ramde, he had been shocked too many times by what happened to Mr. Azik.
Azik slowly opened his eyes, still staring at the body of his child in the coffin, his tone was as cold as ice:
"I found the power that made your fate inconsistent, and he was also the murderer who desecrated Horacho's body."
"Then, can it be traced back to the murderer?" Klein asked cautiously.
The murderer who lived in the red chimney house not only secretly created coincidences, but also found the place where Mr. Azik once lived and took away the heads of his blood relatives' corpses.
What exactly does he want to do? What can he achieve at the risk of offending a terrifying extraordinary person?
"It's been too long. It would be easy to fail if you relied solely on blood connections, but there are other things that can be used here." Azik's deep voice seemed to contain a volcano that was about to erupt.
"Something else?" Klein asked curiously.
Azik walked to a corner of the basement, turned his back to Klein, blocking his view, stretched out his right hand, and pressed it directly on an ordinary brick.
The environment in the basement suddenly became extremely cold and forbidding. The palm of his right hand was instantly corroded, and the oozing blood turned into puddles of purple-black sludge. The entire arm was also spontaneously covered with dark green due to the injury.
Snake scales covered with mysterious patterns.
Azik's expression became extremely cold, and his entire aura became gloomy and majestic, as if he was gradually slipping into another personality.
That ordinary wall tile seemed to have absorbed enough blood, and the traces quickly faded away as if erased by an eraser, leaving only the evaporating sludge and a notebook hidden in the wall.
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Azik used his good left hand to take out the notes from the wall, and a layer of illusory orchid flames floated on the surface of his right hand, quickly healing his wounds.
He walked to the coffin with the notebook and mobilized the remaining spirituality in his child's body in the coffin.
Wow! Wow! Wow! Klein suddenly heard the cry of the baby, and felt that there were indescribable sights in all directions.
He turned around suddenly, pulled out the revolver, and looked around with the gun raised. He found that Azik was still standing in front of the coffin extremely calmly, but the space around him seemed to have lost the concept of up, down, left, and right, and was filled with incomprehensible things.
Abstract symbols and seven spiritual lights blocked the sky. The basement at this time was like the spiritual world described in the Nighthawks' information!
Suddenly, Klein saw clouds of mist emerging around him, and there seemed to be countless huge ferocious beasts with eyes like flames hiding in it.
At this time, Azik raised the note high, and the note opened automatically. Golden flames appeared on the pages. Several streams of green information gathered and were attached to the pages, condensing into paragraphs.
Text written in Elvish.
Upon seeing this, Azik closed his note, and all the abnormalities around him disappeared instantly, and the basement returned to the way it was when he and Klein first entered.
He looked at the extra words in the note, couldn't help but let out a long sigh, and handed the note to Klein.
"Because it involves a level 0 sealed object, there are only some vague clues recorded on it. I cannot get an accurate conclusion and can only rely on some intuition to make guesses."
"Oh, this notebook has a certain relationship with the fortune teller. It may be able to help you, but you must be careful not to read out the contents at will." Azik explained in a low voice as he turned around and closed the coffin lid.
Klein took a curious look at the cover of the note. After finding nothing unusual, he immediately comforted the other person:
"Don't worry, it's normal if you can't find it."
After Azik looked down at his son's coffin for a while, he slowly turned around and led Klein away from the castle, heading in the direction of a carriage.
On the road, his mood was still low. It was not until he saw the carriage still parked in the night that he said in a low voice:
"When this incident passes, I think I will resign and leave Tingen, go to the familiar place in my memory, and look for my past."
Klein couldn't hide his curiosity. He unconsciously grabbed the notes in his hand and asked:
"Mr. Azik, do you know what happened to you?"
Azik suddenly stopped and the surrounding area suddenly became a little quiet. Only the cry of night owls and the clear chirping of insects were still echoing on the deserted road. He said in silence for a few seconds:
"I, I may be a person who has lived for a long time."
"I only remember that at the end of the Fourth Age, I escaped from a very dangerous existence with the help of a friend. Of course, I paid the price for it, just like now."
"I have lost most of my memory and can only be resurrected again and again, living a different life... No, maybe that is not a friend, but..."
Azik suddenly fell into silence. He seemed to be recalling something again, and it seemed difficult to think of the important part. His thoughts suddenly slipped to the edge of time and space.
It took a long time, until the coachman rang the bell impatiently, he finally came back to his senses:
"That seems to be another great being. It's getting late today. Thank you for accompanying me here."
Seeing that Azik's thoughts were no longer stuck in the past, Klein quickly took the opportunity to mention:
"Mr. Azik, I wonder if I can ask you to do me a small favor?"
Azik nodded lightly and said:
"What do you need me to do?"
Klein spoke while organizing his words, asking the other party to help him create an opportunity to take out 3-0782.
Azik looked into Klein's eyes, suddenly smiled, turned around quickly, and said while getting on the carriage:
"No problem, I will tell you the location and time in advance, enough for you to be prepared."
When Klein heard this kind response, he twitched his lips and immediately got into the carriage and left the town of Ramd.