With a serious face, Fichet grabbed something and threw it to the side.
This not surprising behavior immediately attracted countless attention to him, because what Fischette hit was Cohen, the already dead Cohen.
With a "ping" sound, the scabbard hit Cohen on the head.
Judging from the weight of the scabbard and the force of the throw, it would have been painful for a person, but Cohen didn't move - speaking of it, he was already dead, and it was normal for a dead person to have no reaction. But what surprised everyone was that Fei
Why would Shet hit a dead man?
The reason is actually very simple, because there are several states in the world between life and death. In addition to temporary coma and vegetative state, there is another state that is difficult for ordinary people to master, and that is "pretending to be dead".
Cohen, who was lying in the grass, had no breathing, no heartbeat, and even no warmth or energy dispersion that represents life.
But the gesture he made made Fischette relax too much - not long after they met, Fischette once patted Cohen on the shoulder. The latter fell to the ground without any sign of life for a while, then opened his eyes and asked:
Friend who was scared to death: "Is it similar?"
Cohen's posture at this time was exactly the same as before, even the direction of his two thumbs was exactly the same.
The so-called tacit understanding is probably the synthesis of consciousness and memory. So when he saw these two fingers, Fischette knew that he was actually fine. But at the same time, Fischette also understood the reason why Cohen did this.
Cohen is the one who truly grasps the overall situation. If he wants to understand and settle everything, he needs to use an alternative perspective to observe what is happening, and in the observed scene, his own factors must be reduced to the minimum. Otherwise, his thinking
and judgment will be greatly disturbed. So Fischette has been willing to sing a one-man show for so long, but now, it is time for Cohen to appear again.
"Get up." Fichet's words were very simple, but substantial enough. "Let's do something."
Under the gaze of everyone, the body lying in the grass moved. This subtle change caused the most magnificent waves in the hearts of the onlookers. This is Cohen Keda. It would be a big deal if he was in the Bisi world without him.
Same, even if he does nothing, even if he can't move a finger, human beings are invincible if they have him!
"Wake up - wake up!" His relatives and companions were calling silently, and he had always been their hope.
"Wake up - wake up!" shouted Moya and Heert, who had just arrived, and he had always been their leader.
"Wake up - wake up!" His enemies and opponents were calling silently, and he finally became their savior.
Under the cold, calm, eager, and crazy eyes, his body moved again, much more obviously than before. So among the people watching, some covered their mouths and burst into tears, and some couldn't help but scream! Cohen
·Keda, the hero of mankind! Even the savior of the enemy! What should he say after waking up to soothe everyone's broken hearts?
"Oh - oh..." A certain scoundrel turned over and murmured, "I can't eat anymore..."
The corner of Fichet's mouth twitched, "Don't imitate others to talk in your sleep!"
"No!" After Fichet yelled, someone's words had a strange jump, "I won't kneel! I am the master..."
Well, this is like a multiple-choice question - the human world without Cohen will be full of fear and disaster, while the human world with Cohen will pay other prices, the most common of which is embarrassment, extreme embarrassment.
"You - get up - for me..."
Fischette who yelled this sentence just gritted his teeth, but because of Cohen's behavior, the owners of other eyes must have even wanted to kill someone.
"receive!"
Someone jumped up with a "boom" sound, without bending the joints of his hands and feet. With this extremely agile movement, countless pieces of clothing peeled off from his majestic body, revealing a layer of close-fitting black inner armor.
The silver ring in his hair turned into a cloud of metal powder, and his long black hair was loose and covered most of his face, leaving only a narrow piece in the middle, so that others could not clearly see his expression.
Korn Keda! He spoke! He stood up again!
In fact, with the nickname "Invincible", people are not particularly surprised when Cohen jumps up at this time, but he does make people feel extremely excited, because there is nothing that cannot be done in his hands, let alone this time
He is still alive and kicking, and his appearance is very good - he is tall and tall, his face is rosy, and the skin on his hands is very smooth. Where is there a trace of a wound?
However, what is good about this person is just his appearance. It is Cohen Keda's style to act without seriousness and make people angry without paying for their lives. Regardless of whether it is true or not, he just likes it.
Taking a long breath as if no one else was around, Cohen stretched out his hand to tuck his long, messy hair behind his ears. The look in his black pupils was both gratifying and fearless, but also depressingly indifferent.
Especially when combined with the slightly slanted corners of his mouth and the gaze just one inch above the master's head, his temperament really makes people feel tight in the chest, short of breath, and weak in the whole body.
From another perspective, Cohen no longer needs a serious and submissive mask. Who else in the world can let him wear this mask of unwillingness? What kind of heart he has, he is obviously too lazy to explain, because he decided
Use your frivolous demeanor as a coat and your contemptuous eyes as accessories.
This is the image he wants to leave to the world! If he cannot be killed, others will have to endure his disregard and domineering behavior forever!
First he let out a majestic yawn, then stretched his waist in a self-centered manner, and then with a curl of his fingers, he grabbed an extra-long black and red cloak from an unknown space, wrapped it randomly from his waist to his shoulders, and then threw it around.
He reached behind him. Then he grabbed a sheathed eclipse steel sword with his other hand and smashed it in front of him with a "dang" sound.
"I've wanted to wear it like this for a long time." Finally, Cohen nodded to the confused Fichet, "What's the situation now?"
The steadfast partner who was asked by him had a look of shame. He just turned his head silently and silently pointed his fingers to the sky and then to his side. There were so many details that Fishette had to pay attention to. Cohen ordered
The sudden appearance was too distracting for him.
"Hey, a new person has appeared." Cohen followed his finger and said to the crow whose face was covered with light and shadow, "What's your last name?"
"The source of life. Or, the crow." The crow stood still, with its hands on its sides, seeming to be very wary of Cohen.
"Crow? It has the same name as an acquaintance of mine." Cohen nodded suddenly and pointed at his face with his finger, "The mask is good, where did you buy it? Can you make expressions after putting it on? Come on, smile first and see!"
The light and shadow on the crow's face fluctuated violently, but it was definitely not a smile, but a twitch.
"Please." The first half of Fichet's sentence was feeble, and the second half sounded stern, "Do! The right! thing!"
"I know, I haven't asked anyone how old they are and whether they have ever been married... This is the trick used by magicians on the street." Seeing that Fischette's expression was about to change, Cohen immediately became righteous and awe-inspiring, and pretended to cough twice: "
There are quite a lot of people, what kind of illegal assembly are you doing?"
With such shocking words and deeds, Cohen couldn't help but become the center of attention. In the image on the cloud, in the eternal element array opposite, no one even around him made a sound. The only response to him was endless silence, and countless others.
Clear white eyes.
On the clouds, those transparent creatures were unable to communicate with Cohen; in the magic circle opposite, the Mother Goddess was obviously immersed in strange emotions. The four elemental gods tried their best to keep the magic circle from paying attention to it. The pseudo-gods and demons were left with only the last trace of consciousness.
The returnee didn't have the guts to raise his head. Feilin and the others would never interrupt him at this time.
What can the crow next to Cohen, the dignified second source of life, say to him? Really give him a smile?
No matter how indifferent the Crow's temperament is, he still has at least normal reactions. If Cohen hadn't been the chosen one to wake him up, contributed greatly to his birth, and had a very special status, he might have been moved out of this land of right and wrong by the Crow...
Cohen's uncontrolled chaotic elements are really not cute at all.
In the strange silence, Cohen scanned the surrounding scene. The silence made him frown slightly, and the white eyes made his face turn cold. Of course, Cohen had pretended to be dead before, and he knew exactly what happened here, but now he
When he showed this kind of posture that made me unhappy when I saw it, it was very natural and believable.
"The chosen one, do not try to interfere with the Code of the Worlds." When Cohen's unhappiness accumulated to a certain level, Crow finally couldn't help but speak, "Under the gaze of the ancient will, she has been judged by the Code of the Worlds. She
Guilty and will be judged soon."
This was said very politely. Crow seemed to know Cohen's character and was afraid of offending his nerves.
"Code of the Worlds? Ancient Will? What unit is it?" Cohen turned his head and glanced coldly at Crow, "With the depth of my involvement in this bullshit, can I know this kind of inside story?"
"The ancient will is the original force that gave birth to the source of life; the code of all worlds is the combination of the will of rules and my will. All actions of the source of life must conform to the ancient will." Crow explained calmly,
"In the past, she blocked the perception path of the ancient will, but after my birth, her behavior will be liquidated."
"These images in the sky are the ancient will?" Cohen continued to ask disapprovingly, "Is this the code of all worlds in your hand?"
"What descended into the sky is actually the projection and representation of the ancient will." Crow raised the code in his hand, "The code of all worlds gathers the will of the intelligent creatures I know."
"And what about trials and verdicts?"
"Using my tens of thousands of incarnations as a guide, I connect the distant and unknown space, so that all creatures and creatures from the past can emerge here to witness her judgment. All judgments have basis and are jointly decided by all creatures in the world." Crow explained
, "In the name of the laws of the world, she was convicted of wrongful reputation, wrongful conduct, wrongful doing, and wrongful persistence."
"It's really a fancy charge." Cohen turned to look at Fichet, "What we did was to let them get the upper hand?"
"I can't fight, so why should I be surprised that I was ignored?" Fichet replied angrily, "No one asked me for my opinion at all."
"Okay, according to the practice you advocated, everything is on my shoulders, but the blame still belongs to you." Cohen took over the responsibility lightly, then turned his head and calmly raised objections to the crow, "Since the code has all the world,
In the name of the world, there are so many witnesses in heaven. But why am I missing? Could it be that the world at this time is not considered a lifetime? Or am I not qualified to be the representative of this lifetime? If I am looked down upon by a masked person like you
, I will feel very uncomfortable."
"You died." The light and shadow on Crow's face trembled, and he replied calmly, "Before the trial."
"So the dead can't participate? But if I weren't blind..." Cohen stretched out his hand and pointed at the image cloud in the sky, pointing at the representatives of the ancient will, "They are dead too! They would have died a long time ago!"
"Their life experiences are complete, and they are well-deserved as representatives of the ancient will." Crow paused for a moment before speaking the second half of the sentence, "And you, I can't find your soul mark."
Fichet, who was watching the confrontation between the two, trembled. If there was a strong warning of "step aside" in Crow's previous sentence, then the threat in this sentence was extremely obvious, and this threat was very harmful to Ke.
Well, it's very deadly.
Because what the crow said is true!
This secret that Cohen buried deep in his heart, a secret that no one really knew except Fichet, was actually known by Crow. At this time, although Fichet's face was calm, there was a turmoil in his heart!
"Are you looking for my soul?" Cohen looked a little surprised. "I'm not dead. I really disappoint you."
"I can't find your soul mark, maybe it's because you're not dead." The crow's words changed unexpectedly, as if he had complex emotions and personality at this moment, "Maybe it's because you don't belong to this world."
The crow's words were like a killing sword with a cold light! Fichet didn't even think about how the crow knew, he was already panicking.
He had thought a lot before, but he had not considered that there would be problems with the crow itself - the incarnation of the crow was catalyzed by false gods and demons, and it was bound to have the influence of false gods and demons on him. His emotions towards the mother goddess were definitely not pure.
Moreover, it can be seen from the Mother Goddess that the source of life has the characteristic of repelling the same kind. Just as the Mother Goddess cannot tolerate him, the crow will probably not tolerate the Mother Goddess.
Due to heredity and nurture, his desire to deal with the Mother Goddess is not as strong as usual.
This is not a simple battle between right and wrong. Crow uses the judgment power of the Code of Worlds to get rid of the Mother Goddess. Anyone who stands in front of him, even Cohen, will become his enemy! Otherwise, his behavior at this time cannot be explained!
"I should have thought that nothing in this world is pure." Fichet said silently in his heart, "Hold on... Cohen, you must hold on!"
There are two enemies. When the other party reveals your deepest secret and your most reliable strength, what should you do?
This special, unique origin has always been Cohen's strongest advantage. But now, this advantage has become the most fatal flaw. Just imagine, if the ancient will in the sky knew about the crow's doubts, what would happen to Cohen
What's the situation? Although there is no light flashing in the Codex of the Worlds, the crow can transmit the information at any time, as long as Cohen refuses to give in. (To be continued)