Chapter 430 Cornelius dancing in the spiral minefield of contradictions
But why did it become that bad?
Yan Tiaoba was devastated. He obviously once had such a life, but why did everything change? His trustworthy father drank all day long, and his kind and gentle mother was numb and silent.
Is it related to yourself?
Obviously everyone is in so much pain, but I only care about myself and ignore my parents' feelings.
My father was persecuted by his surroundings and had no way to work even if he wanted to.
My mother kept getting bad words said at her job, but she endured it and continued working.
As their only hope, he never showed concern for them, but only treated them with indifference.
When I came home from get off work, my mother would probably want to say something to me every time she looked at me, but I only left her with her back.
My father must have blamed himself very much. Although he was the backbone of the family, he was unable to work normally. In the end, he could only return home depressed and give up drinking to relieve his sorrow.
If I hadn't been so indifferent back then, had I calmed down my mother, and communicated with my father to cheer him up, would things have changed now and there wouldn't have been such a collapse.
Shouldn’t family members help and support each other? Obviously I am also a member of this family, but why have I forgotten this?
I am really stupid.
Yan Tiaoba burst into tears. He just sat in the courtyard, grabbing the dirt on the ground and crying, like a child who had lost everything.
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After an unknown amount of time, he wiped away his tears, looked at the happy family not far away from him, and subconsciously reached out his hand.
But he didn't touch anything, it was like passing through the air.
yes.
These beautiful things are already memories of the past. How can we get back things that have been lost so long ago? Even if the damaged things are repaired, they will leave traces, let alone life.
But it's not too late now, Yan Tiaoba knows that he won't have much time to stay here, because he is going to die too.
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"Ahem..."
Yan Tiaoba opened his bloodshot eyes and stared fixedly at Araya Zonglian in front of him. It was the man in front of him who made his family live in the middle of killing each other every day, and made his parents who had died long ago unable to rest in peace.
"Why would you do this? My family should not have such a tragic ending."
"Why?"
Araya Soren looked at the "Yang Tiaoba" in front of him. To be precise, it should be a replica. Now that it has no effect, there is no need to exist anymore.
However, even when facing the human clone that was about to be destroyed by him, Araya Soren still explained patiently.
"Because your lives have already begun to collapse, and so do the people living here. Since your lives will collapse sooner or later, your only value is to help me complete the experiment. It would have cost you It takes decades of asceticism to end, but here you only need to spend a month to embark on the road to the end."
"Ahem...you are really a crazy man."
Yan Tiaoba gasped for breath, and when he was lifted up by Araya Zonglian, he felt that his head would be crushed at any time.
"But you'll never succeed."
"Then this is not something that clones like you should worry about."
With a crisp sound, Araya Zongren stretched out his hand and broke Yan Tiaoba's cervical vertebrae, then pulled out his head with force, and the headless body was thrown aside by him.
As if using some kind of magic, Yan Tiaoba's head bloomed like a flower. Araya Zongren took away the brain inside and carefully placed it in the glass jar with the word "rou Tiao" engraved on it.
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"Araya——"
With the sound of the elevator door opening, Cornelius walked in happily, holding a jar similar to the surrounding glass jars in his hand, and some simple puppets followed behind carrying a huge crystal.
"You look very leisurely, so you must have succeeded."
"No, the two rituals were stronger than I expected, and she escaped."
Araya Soren shook his head. He stared at the glass jar in Cornelus's hand. There was a woman's head suspended in it. Although it had been damaged beyond appearance, her charm in life could still be seen.
Of course, to him, a head is nothing, but this head is an acquaintance of his.
"Aozaki Orange..."
Araya Zonglian withdrew his gaze, his face was calm, and there seemed to be no fluctuations.
"It seems that things are going well on your end as well."
"Hahahaha, of course, this cunning woman like a fox does have a lot of tricks, but no matter how smart a fox is, she is still a fox and will never be a hunter's opponent."
A cruel smile appeared on Cornelus's face. He lifted the jar and looked at Aozaki Orange's face carefully, exclaiming in amazement.
"Looking back now, it seems that I let her die a little too cheaply. I should have made her into a living doll and put it on display in the clock tower. Next to it is marked the most powerful puppet master of this generation, Crown Magic. Master, the pain is red."
"...Shut up! Cornelius, you said something you shouldn't have said."
"What?"
Cornelius was speechless for a moment, then burst into laughter.
"I said, Aranya, you shouldn't be afraid of this female fox. Hahahaha, it's really funny. She has been completely killed by me, so she can't turn into a dead spirit to take revenge. It's really funny. Already."
Aranya Zonglian remained silent.
"Forget it, I'm not interested in those two rituals anyway, and my goal has been achieved. I will be leaving in a few days. If you still can't catch the two rituals in these few days, don't blame me. "
"By the way, I also brought you a special gift."
Cornelius made an exaggerated gesture, revealing the huge crystal behind him. In the transparent crystal, the scarred white-haired young man was imprisoned in it, like an insect in amber.
"I could have completely killed Lord Animusfia, but he suddenly used such a method to protect himself. The crystal outside is very hard, at least I didn't break it."
"So I'll give it to you. It's also good to put it here as a decoration. After all, you are a monarch."
Cornelius happily held back his laughter and left the room as if satisfied, humming an ancient tune and feeling very happy.
Araya Soren remained silent, watching Cornelus's back disappear into the elevator. He looked at the huge crystal in front of him, like another sculpture.
"Your fate was already sealed, Cornelius, when you said those words."
His quiet but heavy voice did not reach the ears of Cornelius, who had already left.