Wang Quan has been lingering behind Kenchi Ichiro from a distance.
He also roughly understood what the narrator said.
Basically there are two types.
One is that when other characters appear, there is a certain probability that the other person's thoughts or origins will be revealed. This is just like the God's perspective when writing a story.
The other is to "arrange" a story in advance, and the subsequent "plot" will be "performed" according to this story.
If Wang Quan violates this "outline", then the "story plot" will be stuck there.
So Wang Quan wants to do an experiment!
That's Abby.
According to what the "narrator" said, Abby would be killed, and then Ichiro Kenchi took revenge and massacred the noble family.
This is the "trigger".
but!
Wang Quan can resurrect people!
As long as this person didn't die for more than six minutes!
So he had to rush over and save Abby after she was killed!
If it can be done, it means there is a BUG in this "story"!
If there are no bugs in playing games, what fun would there be?
If this BUG can be solved, then the death of Queen Nora in the end can also be solved in the same way!
If these are all cracked, then the so-called "Wang Quan will become a god in the future" storyline will lose its premise!
Wang Quan quickened his pace.
Chasing Kenchi Ichiro, Wang Quan followed him to the slums.
Just in front of him was a tall knight in silver armor holding a giant sword.
His giant sword also has a petite body pierced through it.
It's Abby.
Abby was like a broken doll with a giant sword pierced from her chest to her abdomen, hanging on the sword like this.
Like rags, the knight shook off Abby and all the blood on the knight's giant sword.
But Abby didn't fall to the ground.
Someone instantly appeared and half-crouched to catch Abby.
The knight's face changed and his expression became solemn.
He took a step back and raised his sword on guard, "Who is it?"
The man was wearing a long trench coat, bowed his head and said nothing.
He raised his slightly trembling right hand and closed Abby's dull eyes, while wiping away the dirt and blood on Abby's face.
Afterwards, he held the sword at his waist.
"The cherry blossoms fall, the cherry blossoms scatter, the cherry blossoms blow snow..."
With his low murmur, the surrounding scene changed!
Just like an inherent barrier, the entire sky changes from dark clouds to a starry night sky!
Above the dark night, a bright moon hangs high!
A crimson torii suddenly grew on the ground, and Kenchi Ichiro was in the center of the torii!
"The waning moon..."
The long blade is unsheathed!
But what was unsheathed was not the katana, but thousands of scattered pink and white cherry blossom petals!
At the same time, the huge disk-like moon in the sky seemed to be cut into half crescents!
The other half of the moon scattered into flying snow!
The petals of pale pink cherry blossoms were swept by the strong wind and blown by the flying snow, passing by the knight who was stunned on the spot.
The bright moon has faded away, and the birdhouses are dormant.
The long blade at Kenchi Ichiro's waist is also sheathed.
Dark clouds reappeared in the sky, covering the hazy twin moons in the sky.
A breeze blew by, and the knight disappeared with the wind like dust, leaving no trace.
Wang Quan was shocked!
Jian Chi Sang’s move is a bit cool!
And the explosion at that moment actually had the strength of "Thirteen Points and Five Sword Pools"!
So strong!
Jianchi-san is too strong!
Wang Quan couldn't help but put himself in the position of the knight who was wiped out in smoke. He thought about what would happen if he faced that move...
Well...no harm done.
That's okay.
Kenchi Ichiro was still kneeling there with Abby in his arms.
From the moment he met Abby, he knew that Abby was dead.
And there is no way to revive him.
The hotel is so far away from here that even if Ichiro Kenike unleashes all his strength, he still can't catch up.
But if you call Brother Quan and ask him to come over...
Brother Quan has already said that this is their own choice.
But why... Abby obviously did nothing wrong, and she never thought about revolution.
She just...
She just wants to live.
Is this also wrong?
Looking down at Abby's dirty little face, which seemed to be sleeping, Ichiro Kenchi suddenly remembered a piece of news he had seen before entering "Hell".
It was a war-torn country abroad that had been bombed by ugly countries.
In the video, there is a little girl who is not even older than Abby. Her parents and brother were killed by the Chou Country bombing.
She was also so dirty, with tears in her eyes, just crying at the top of her lungs, "We did something wrong."
She did nothing wrong.
Just like Abby.
She did nothing wrong, just because she was born and raised in the slums.
In order to survive, she is not naive.
She had stolen things and thought about robbing Brother Quan, but...
"Abby, go to sleep. You won't have to live so hard in the future."
When some people die, they are just like grass and no one cares about them.
Kenchi Ichiro still remembered what Abby asked him a few days ago when he told Abby that he would leave in the future.
"Master, my father and brother are both dead, and my mother is crazy. If I die, will you remember me?"
Kenchi Ichiro lowered his head, and Abby in his sight seemed to become blurry.
"Of course you remember, I will let everyone remember you..."
He didn't want to worry about anything anymore.
He wanted to kill all the nobles in Paris, all the nobles.
Including the emperor, including the factory owners.
"Hey, Jianchi-san."
The sudden sound made Ichiro Kenchi startled.
He turned around subconsciously, and what came into view was the "Black Feather" in the style of "Bloodborne".
Are you really not dreaming?
"Quan...Brother Quan?!"
"Get out of the way." Wang Quan waved him away, then grabbed Abby and laid it flat on the ground. He raised his hand and took off his right glove. The deformed hand returned to the size of a ten-year-old, with black and red mist coming out of it.
Seeing that Kenchi Ichiro was still in a daze, Wang Quan complained helplessly, "Kenchi-san, why are you still standing there? Your apprentice is a human being, but the other children are not human beings? Why don't you go and bring all the corpses here quickly?
!Nine in total! Don’t miss too many! If you have more, remember to bring them over too.”
"Oh! That's right!" Kenchi Ichiro suddenly realized, and then he staggered around to look for other corpses. He almost tripped himself in the process.
Look at how pissy he is...it's really a psychological shock.
Wang Quan shook his head, and his hand wrapped in black and red mist directly penetrated the huge wound in Abby's chest.
Then he frowned.
Not only were the cuts and lacerations caused by sharp weapons, the knight also used extraordinary strength.
The bones in Abby's body have been shattered, and the internal organs have turned into a ball of paste. Anyway, no part of it is intact, and the heart has long been shattered into pieces.
The knight didn't cause the little girl any pain. It could be said that she died instantly.
But he followed orders and came to the ghetto to kill children...
It can only be said to be garbage with only a little bit of humanity left.
But with humanity in mind, garbage is still garbage.
But could this embarrass Wang Quan?
Doesn't exist!
As long as the death time does not exceed six minutes and the brain is intact, he can save people even if they are killed by God!
Wang Quan increased the output power of the black and red mist.
A small part rushes into the brain along the damaged spine, carefully stimulating brain cells to keep the brain alive.
At the same time, most of the black and red mist is repairing Abby's damaged internal organs, bones, blood vessels, etc.
It took almost thirty seconds and everything was repaired.
Wang Quan pulled out his hand, leaving the excess black and red mist to begin repairing the flesh and blood on Abby's body.
Countless granules squirmed, and soon Abby looked brand new.
Then Wang Quan put his hand on Abby's forehead and sucked out all the black and red mist.
Watching Abby regain her breathing, Wang Quan waited quietly.
After a while, his shoulders began to rise and fall.
"Huh huh huh ha ha ha..."
If the so-called "narration" story is the script of fate.
Then this so-called fate will be in Wang Quan's own hands!