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Side Story Dark Tales - Cohen's Fear

Shrouded in a golden multi-protective magic circle, the crusade fleet was moored quietly on the blue sea. There was only the breeze and fine waves, and everything was so soft. But on the water dozens of miles away from the fleet

, but it was a different scene. Various magical elements with different properties washed down from the sky, stirring, freezing, breaking, and evaporating the sea!

Because the returnees of the thirty-six tribes are releasing attack magic in the sky. They are using the power inherited from ancient times to express their anger against the false gods. Thirty-six waves, one round, and then another, combined

The paradise and hell islands together silently withstood this blow, until the outer islands were annihilated, until the magic defense shrank, until - an acquaintance of Cohen Keda appeared.

That was the second day after the indiscriminate bombardment by the crusade.

At that time, another magic of the Returners had just been brewed. In the sky, huge stars composed of countless silver light points slowly rotated high in the sky. The confusing and intoxicating light shined from the center of the stars, connecting upwards to the vast universe and downwards into the endless abyss.

...This extremely beautiful magic has been used before. It once completely decomposed a small island with a radius of a hundred miles including the soil and rocks. The effect was very amazing.

Even though it had just taken shape, the remaining power had already shrouded the circular sea surface with a radius of thirty miles. Countless creatures in the deep sea were broken down into dust by this seemingly harmless silver light, and flew up one after another. But this time, the swirling stars were

It failed to complete its mission. Just when it was halfway moving, someone was already blocking it.

A woman came, wearing a purple robe with a wide piping hem spread out, like a delicate flower blooming in the sky.

A silver long bow was slowly opened in her hand, and an emerald-green arrow was aimed at the huge astrolabe that was slowly approaching. At the moment when the arrow silently left the string, the sky and the ocean roared together.

She stood up as if she was the king and the one who truly represented justice and victory.

At the same time she appeared, a line of reconnaissance magic passed through the airspace where she was. In the command ship cabin of the crusade, Moya, who was responsible for the overall defense, suddenly opened his slightly narrowed eyes and shouted: "Defense of the entire fleet! Directly ahead.

All reconnaissance ships abandon ship and retreat!"

The golden protective magic circle protecting the fleet expanded instantly. At the same time, all the first and second reconnaissance ship echelons also abandoned the ship, and even the sailors and magicians flew away as fast as possible. Fortunately, Moya had already practiced it,

They were also equipped with sufficient protective equipment, otherwise, the consequences this time would have been tragic.

The shot arrow was surrounded by a layer of light green light. From a distance, its size seemed to have expanded countless times in the air, and was getting bigger and bigger. The moment it came into contact with the silver astrolabe,

The feather arrow is already nearly ten miles long. There is no change. Its sharp and ferocious arrow breaks through the outer edge of the astrolabe, cantilevers, and reaches the core!

Silently, the astrolabe collapsed like an undefended delicate object. It was shattered by the powerful impact and turned into countless silver light spots. They first spread outwards and then suddenly retracted toward the core.

——When the violent explosion occurred, people could not even hear any sound, only the dazzling silver light was shining!

People above the crusade fleet could see that the sea surface at the explosion site was sinking downward until a huge circular cavity was formed. The squeezed seawater instantly set up a wall of water at the edge of the cavity! Then came the second, and the third

Three... walls of water continue to increase in height and thickness, and rush crazily in all directions!

The waves were rough and the wind was blowing, and they soon rushed in front of the expeditionary fleet.

At this time, the waves of the tsunami were already very impressive, almost reaching the height of the protective magic circle. In front of it, the various golden protective barriers were like a reef on the shore, which was easily covered by the waves. On the deck

People can clearly see the endless water flowing over their heads, and can also feel the details of the golden barrier sinking slightly!

"Peripheral protection personnel take action immediately!" In the defense command module, Moya continued to order, "We must prevent the tsunami from landing!"

A tsunami of this magnitude, if allowed to pass, would bring disaster to the coast of Bes thousands of miles away! Fortunately, the military expedition took this issue into consideration first, and Marshal Moya went against all objections and arranged extreme measures.

A large number of manpower was used to build three lines of defense on the edge of the continent to defend against secondary disasters in the war - ordinary humans living in Bis Continent were really the weakness of this army.

A quarter of an hour later, the chaotic sea surface returned to its normal state, and people could once again see the woman who shot through the astrolabe magic with an arrow. She had arrived not far from the fleet, her bow and arrows had been put away long ago, and she had long hair.

Flying in the wind, but his eyes are so calm.

"Too arrogant!" Cohen slapped his hand on the table and shouted in a tone of voice: "Discourteous!"

Hearing Cohen's reprimand, the woman in the air smiled slightly. She bent down softly and gave an ancient courtesy to Cohen: "Dark subordinate, Hermini Isabant, has met Cohen Kay."

Your Highness."

Her soft voice passed through the magic circle and echoed clearly in everyone's ears.

"Ah..." Cohen Keda stood by the railing, leaning forward exaggeratedly, turning his head sideways, and raising his right hand beside his ear, "What did you say?"

Her smile remained unchanged: "Dark subordinate, Hermine Isabant, has met His Highness Cohen Keda."

“The wind is too strong, it’s not clear, ah, ah, ah, ah!”

She was neither humble nor arrogant: "The dark subordinate, Hermine Isabant, has met His Highness Cohen Keda."

The joking expression disappeared from Cohen's face. He stood up straight and looked at Hermini with a serious, neither yin nor yang, fearful look.

"Hermine Isabant, Your Excellency, are you sure you haven't forgotten anything?"

"I'm sure not." Hermine replied calmly, "Your Highness Cohen."

"Where did the term "dark subordinates - demon clan" go?" Cohen smiled coldly, "Do you think that if you don't mention these two words, I will spare you? Just for the arrow you just shot, you should be beheaded.

!”

"Your Highness Cohen, we don't have such thoughts." Emine's attitude was very calm. "I didn't mean to disturb His Highness. If I cause any inconvenience, please forgive me."

"Oh? Then what are you doing here? I won't agree to your request to surrender and lose half!"

In the past, when facing the demon general and the demon princess, Cohen used this way of making jokes. Now, he is even more at ease with what comes to mind and says it without any pressure. But his response and reply have made people feel uncomfortable.

The returnees were completely fooled... How could such a person be selected as the chosen one? What a tragedy! What a shame!

It is impossible for the returnees to understand that this unruly tone and demeanor is actually a subconscious vent for Cohen, his anger at the responsibilities imposed on him, and his resistance to the face-based life. And Minnie's

This opponent had cooperated with him intentionally or unintentionally, so when they met, Cohen showed his performance naturally. Besides, he wouldn't worry about anything now.

"It is not my turn to decide on matters such as surrender." Emine said calmly, "I am here to convey an invitation to His Highness."

"Let's talk about eating and other things after the fight is over!" Cohen waved his hand with a sly expression, "We are doing business!"

"My king said it." Emine calmly glanced at the returnee leaders in mid-air with her peripheral vision, "They beat them, and we talk about ours without getting in the way."

The returnees almost rushed to tear this woman alive for daring to despise them, if they were not afraid of being whipped.

However, what made the returnees even more furious was that Cohen Keda actually thought about it carefully before saying: "The reason is inappropriate."

"My king also said." Emine showed no difficulty in facing Cohen's unreasonable difficulties. "One day's magic attack is already the limit. If another day comes, these losers will probably vomit blood. At least they have to be given."

A rest time..."

"Has your king learned to talk too much?" Cohen said angrily, "No!"

"But Your Highness." Emine took a step forward, "You still owe me a lot of favors!"

"What!" Cohen was shocked and took a step back, "When did it happen?"

Emine closed her eyes slightly and did not speak. She just stretched out her right hand, slowly opened her jade-like fingers, and then curled them up one by one.

When her fourth finger moved, Cohen exploded: "This one doesn't count!"

"Not counted? Okay!" Emine curled her little finger, "What about this one?"

"Hey, the unfinished debt of gratitude!" Cohen sighed helplessly, turned his head, looked at Fichet who was watching a show on a certain ship, and glared at him fiercely, "It's all because of you!"

Fichet was stunned, shrugged and spread his hands, his face full of innocence.

But Cohen had already turned around: "Where do you want to treat me to dinner?"

"Of course it is in my palace."

"What if you ambushed three hundred swordsmen behind the screen, and while I was drunk, you shamelessly threw a glass of wine in order to take my life... wouldn't I be wronged?"

"His Highness is joking. If you can't even keep the word "Demon", what's the point of us dealing with His Highness?" Emine shook her head, feeling endless regret and heartache, "After one Highness, isn't there a second one?

Will the three highnesses show up?"

"It's rare that you can see the situation clearly. Yes, in the final analysis, you are not defeated by me." Cohen nodded, "I can go, but I only represent myself. The attack of the crusade army will not stop."

"My king doesn't care about this. Moreover, my king will ensure the safety of His Highness." Emine smiled sadly, "I think in Your Highness's heart, my king's oath has no credibility at all, right?"

"Of course." Cohen turned his head and said to his subordinates, "Who do you think can guarantee my safety?"

"We!" the soldiers of the expeditionary army responded in unison, "We! We!"

Amid the deafening and surging responses, Cohen first smiled, then straightened his face: "Order!"

All sounds echoing over the fleet immediately disappeared.

"All ministries, all attacks are as usual!"

"As you command!"

"Fichet Shamei!" Cohen's eyes were on him again, "When I'm not around, you have the final say!"

"Okay." Fichet nodded, seemingly unaware of how big a responsibility this was. Moreover, no one, including the returnees, jumped out to object to this decision. It seemed as if Cohen just went to take a pee and would be back soon.

Same.

"Let's go!" Cohen appeared next to Hermini, nagging: "This is a damn favor."

In just a few steps, Cohen, accompanied by Emine, arrived outside the gate of a palace that was familiar to him. But the difference from last time was that there were no fancy things. After passing the gate, it was the Four Seasons where he had been staying for several days.

In the courtyard, the traces of the ghostly drawings and talismans he left inside were well preserved and were just in need of being framed.

There is a stone table, three stone benches, a few bottles of fine wine, and two side dishes in the Four Seasons Courtyard - the side dishes are for drinking, not for the two panting people.

"His Royal Highness Cohen Keda." The two pseudo-god kings stood up, but the pseudo-god king who spoke first greeted Cohen with equal courtesy: "We are very happy that your highness can come."

"You're welcome." Cohen glanced at him, "You two are happy to see me? Are you the one who is happy?"

"It's okay to say it's an honor." The Pseudo Demon King smiled lightly, "Your Highness, please take a seat. We can have many topics."

"I have no problem." Cohen walked over openly, his attitude had become normal and calm, "You can start now, let's talk, I guess you two have a lot of complaints."

"Complaining." The false god king smiled bitterly, "Your Highness, this is not just complaining, there are many things we have to do for a reason."

"If your two highnesses want to dwell on epic reasons for rebellion, there is absolutely no need." Cohen shook his head and said, "Those things have no interest in me and have nothing to do with the matter at hand."

"Okay, let's talk about the present situation." Seeing Cohen's normal response, the two pseudo-god kings were very pleased: "His Royal Highness Cohen, let's get straight to the point. What do you expect to get out of this situation?"

"What did I get?" Cohen thought for a while, "You didn't tell me that I would have forgotten it. I didn't bid her out... I was actually cheated!"

"We thought about it and put ourselves in His Highness's shoes." The Pseudo God King was not affected by Cohen's interruption and just followed his own ideas. "What Your Highness can get from this crusade is probably

These few things..."

"I'm a little surprised." Cohen interrupted again, "Your attitude is wrong. Why are you acting like a pacifist?"

"That's because His Highness' ability is already at the same level as ours." The Pseudo Demon King explained, "Our world is a world that only values ​​strength. At this level, Your Highness will of course be out of the category of Bisi humans - I

I understand that His Highness has deep feelings for Biss humans, but please understand that we do not have such feelings in our bodies."

"This may be one of the reasons for the disagreement." Cohen said softly, "Your Highness, please continue."

"The first benefit that His Highness Cohen can get is the control of the Bis Continent." The pseudo-god king continued the old topic, "Even going one step further, gaining complete control of the Bis Continent and the returnees."

"That's right." Cohen nodded, "Life or death is all in my hands."

"Secondly, His Highness Cohen can gain eternal life and solidify his existing abilities."

"That's right." Cohen nodded, "I am the only one in heaven and on earth."

"Third, His Highness Cohen can destroy us and vent his anger."

"That's right." Cohen still nodded, "Blood debt must be paid with blood, as a matter of course."

"But, does His Highness Cohen know that we cannot be destroyed?" The false god king was a little helpless.

"Be proactive and enterprising, I think you can still destroy it." Cohen said calmly, "If the next conversation is a cycle between can and can't, I will be angry."

"His Highness Cohen, you can think about our birth and the way we exist. It is not difficult to come up with the answer." The pseudo-devil took over the topic, "Then, now, please listen to your Highness, what can we do in this crusade?"

Keep something."

"Since survival is not a problem for you, then nothing else is a big deal." Cohen seemed impatient, "Let's just tell you what your highnesses are planning."

"We want to gain His Highness's understanding and consideration." The Pseudo God King took out a book and said, "Here are the reasons. Please read it."

Cohen was not polite. He took the book and read it - it was very thick, with a lot of words, and densely packed with pictures. It was actually a record of all the events after the light and darkness became conscious, and even included secrets about the destruction of the human era several times.

It’s complicated and complicated. Even with Cohen’s current ability, it took him a day and a night to read from the title page to the last page.

A full day and night!

During this period of time, the pseudo-god king and the pseudo-devil king sat with them silently. Hermine came into the court several times to report something, but the two kings waved them away. When Cohen finally closed the book, they both followed him.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

"Has your Highness made a decision?" In silence, the pseudo-devil asked softly.

Cohen took his hand away from the cover and replied decisively: "No, I can't agree."

"There will always be a weak person who is sacrificed, but no matter from any point of view, we are stronger than the returnees." The false god king persuaded, "If you are angry because a human being was sacrificed last time, Your Highness can take it out.

"

"No." Cohen shook his head, "I just don't like this kind of arbitrary decision of other people's fate. This is bullshit."

"It was not decided arbitrarily." The pseudo-devil directly ignored Cohen's swear words, "Your Highness, during the day's attack, didn't you feel the rebelliousness of the returnees? Didn't you feel their bad character? Such a race,

Is it worth your blood and sweat to seek shelter? Under His Highness’s eyes, they have already found a spokesperson, right?”

Cohen became angry when he heard this: "It's not because of you!"

"Without us, these things would have happened, just like before." The false god king said, "One of their small disputes will affect many Bis humans. In their eyes, the status of Bis humans... is really

not tall."

"You two are well-dressed, it's not like you don't understand the truth, but why did you sacrifice humans last time?"

"It's very simple." The false god king did not mince words about the real reason, "Last time, His Highness did not exist among humans."

"I'm starting to get curious." Cohen smiled, "What if I still don't agree?"

"Human beings will be harmed."

"The returnees don't dare," Cohen said, "because of my presence, at least they don't dare now."

"But we dare." The Pseudo Demon King said, "In fact, most of our followers are not here. His Highness's troops are almost here, because the island is basically undefended, and they are all waiting to attack Bis.

"

"It's strange, why do you threaten me, a bread seller, with a piece of unbreakable porcelain?" Cohen took a sip, "Do you think I will care? I have been destroyed many times, what does it have to do with me?

?Besides, you have the ability to kill all human beings? Do you need me to remind you? Your palace gates have been overturned, so turn your cards!"

At this time, in the Four Seasons Courtyard, the sound of fighting not far away could already be heard, and it was getting closer and closer.

But Cohen's opponents didn't look panicked at all. They stood up slowly and took a few steps back.

"You forgot the cup." Cohen was still in the mood to joke, "It must be broken!"

"Thanks to His Highness Cohen for leaving these runes last time, we have benefited a lot and are always grateful." The false god king said with a smile, "In return, we have also prepared some runes for His Highness. I hope His Highness likes it."

"Actually, no need." Cohen shook his head, "I never ask for anything in return when I do good deeds..."

"We can't be rude." The pseudo-devil waved his hand, and the stone tables, stone benches and even the floor in the Four Seasons Courtyard slid open, revealing a set of detailed and exquisite magic pictures and texts, which was obviously a magic circle. Then the surrounding pavilions and pavilions

It began to collapse, and the ground rose up in tremors - amidst the shouts of death that were so close at hand, the footholds of several people gradually turned into a circular square.

"It seems you are a little late, my people have arrived." Cohen was not nervous at all, he had already heard Fichet's voice.

"It's not too late, it's just the audience." The false god king shook his head and said with a smile, "Your Highness doesn't know this magic circle? In fact, you should be very familiar with it."

"Should I know each other?" Cohen shook his head and said awkwardly, "They usually look similar..."

"Cohen." Fichet's voice sounded just behind Cohen, but something didn't sound right.

"What?" Cohen turned around and found that Fischette's face was a little pale and his forehead was still sweating, but there was no injury on his body.

"This magic circle..." Fichet gritted his teeth as he spoke for the first time, "Actually, you have only used it before."

"Used it?" Cohen smiled, "How is that possible? I have only used it before..."

The smile froze on his face. Cohen turned his head and cast his gaze to the ground in disbelief. Then, he felt a cold air rising from the soles of his feet and spreading all the way to the top of his head! This kind of coldness is called fear!

Cohen looked at the pseudo-god king and the pseudo-demon king, and began to retreat, one step, two steps, three steps. Only when he retreated to Fichet's side did he regain his breath, gritted his teeth, and called out the name of this magic circle word by word.

.

"Eternal! Eternal! Element! Element! Law! Formation!" Cohen Keda inevitably fell into the abyss of despair that he had set for his opponents before. Even his reactions were very similar. "You - you - actually - dare!

"

"Of course we dare." His opponent was just as proud as he was that day, "Cohen Keda! Are you afraid?" (To be continued)

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