Quenched long order

Chapter 202 Sleepless Night

The top of the flag was like the tip of a spear, extremely sharp, and it stabbed Kraut's chest accurately.

For a moment, the air seemed stagnant.

When the flag with fireworks penetrated Kraut's chest, the squirming flesh and blood wrapped around Naven's body seemed to boil, and various bubbles continued to emerge. This was cheering and shouting, day and night for five years, The hatred and resentment that had been constantly accumulating, like a lake bursting its banks, were completely released at this moment, surging forward.

Let Naven kill Kraut.

Perhaps, for Kraut's wife, this was not the original plan. However, when the situation developed to the present point, when everything fell into place, she decisively chose to carry out an extremely enjoyable revenge.

Death is nothing but the sleep of life.

Death that breaks the heart of your enemy is revenge.

Kraut looked at Naven with complicated eyes, as if he had already accepted this outcome. As Naven pushed out with force again, he staggered back, took two steps back, and fell to the ground, motionless.

Flag fireworks went out in the rain.

Jason was stunned and completely unable to understand the scene before him. In any case, he did not believe that Kraut would not be able to escape. Moreover, even if he could not escape, the pale puppet could completely block Kraut and might still be injured. But it will never be like now, with a burning flag piercing the chest and being pushed off the roof.

No matter how bad it is...

However, the pale puppet disappeared out of thin air, and everything seemed to really happen.

At this moment, Jason thought he was in a dream. He looked up at the dark sky, hoping that a beam of light would fall, or that he would wake up from his dream by seeing the burning flag again, but unfortunately, there was nothing.

The squirming flesh and blood left Naven's body and quickly extended to Kraut's body. Everything was natural, but it made people get goosebumps all over.

Even though the wriggling flesh and blood had left Naven's body, Naven still could not wake up, and there were some cracks on his body similar to Martha's.

Seeing this scene, Sauer frowned. He had been in contact with squirming flesh and knew the danger. Even if Naven was not eroded again, he would not be able to wake up in a short time.

"Now that you've killed Kraut, everything will be fine, right?" Sauer said to break the silence.

Under the rain, Ximu Port, which is no longer prosperous, reveals an air of desolation. Perhaps, after a while, the place will be overgrown with weeds.

Kraut, to be precise, the leader who possessed Kraut's body, slowly stood up.

The rising and falling bubbles gradually became calmer.

Jason finally recovered from the shock. He was about to speak when he suddenly found that he couldn't make a sound. Just when he was confused, he saw a thin white line in the corner of his eye.

Kraut...is not dead.

"At this moment, how I hope you can understand how I feel." There was a hint of sadness in the leader's tone. At this moment, she seemed to have left her inhuman spirit and returned to her identity as Kraut's wife.

"Countless people have advised me, saying that sad things will eventually pass and we should move on."

The leader controlled Kraut's body and opened his hands, and the squirming flesh and blood swam on Kraut's body, seeming to be rapidly assimilating.

"There are many good things in the world."

"That's true, but these beautiful things don't belong to me."

"belong……"

The leader lowered his hands.

"……you."

Then, the squirming flesh seemed to form an evil smile, printed on half of Kraut's face. In this face, Sauer felt the surging malice.

"We are leaving. Thank you for your company. As a thank you, I can tell you a story."

The air became oppressive.

Some blue figures appeared on the roof. These blue figures, with happy smiles and cheerful dances at their feet, seemed to be holding a long-lasting banquet.

"There is an extremely huge ship sailing on the sea, like an island. People call it the Eternal Ship. During this period, some people are born and some people die. It seems that everything will continue like this, just like the name of this ship, until eternity."

"However, just like the twists and turns in countless stories, the Eternal Ship also encountered trouble. For some reason, the ship began to leak, and it could not be stopped. Slowly, the seawater flooded the bottom layer, and everyone could only run up. After that , people choose to seal the bottom floor. As long as there is no leakage, there is no leakage. In this way, the eternal boat will remain eternal.”

"But not everyone is willing to deceive themselves. They know that a ship is a ship, a name is a name, and eternity is just a good wish. So these people begin to look for a way out, because when the ship really sinks, the only one who can rely on it is The only person you can be is yourself.”

"Some people began to learn to swim, some learned to fly, and some chose to turn themselves into wooden bodies... However, more people chose to dismantle the wooden boards of the Eternal Boat and use them to make a wooden body. A small boat to get yourself out.”

"At first, the people on the ship ignored these people and just regarded them as jokes, weirdos, and lunatics. But, we all know the end of the story."

As the story ended, the leader's voice returned to its previous calmness.

"The Eternal Boat is this world?" Sauer's voice was low.

no answer.

At this time, the spinning dance of the blue figure stopped, and a faint blue light appeared in the gloomy sky. In the blue, there seemed to be a grander dance.

The blue light curtain hung from the sky along with the raindrops and landed on the leader's location.

"It's just a story."

The leader attached to Kraut's body slowly turned its head. Then, when it was about to step into the light curtain, Kraut's body suddenly shriveled up and turned into a ball of black soil the size of a fist. After that, , this ball of soil quickly turned gray-white, the surface also became cracked, and finally turned into powder.

……

About five minutes ago. As the three men rushed out of the house and headed for the roof separately, Sauer temporarily changed direction and stopped Kraut.

"Martha... said it was going to take away Naven. If I guessed correctly..." Sauer briefly told Kraut the situation encountered in the staircase space.

"...We can only try again." Kraut breathed heavily and supported the wall with his left hand, "She..."

He paused, "She hates me so much. If I were her, I would definitely do this."

"How?" Sauer asked.

"Kill me with Naven's hand." Kraut's voice became very soft, as if he was muttering to himself, "When the time comes, I will help you delay time and fight for you opportunities. Remember, don't hold back. Otherwise, you will also die here, and by the way, Naven will too, if we can’t guarantee to save him, we will solve it together.”

"Maybe." Sauer took out a fist-sized ball of black mud, "Things haven't reached this level yet. When we were in the fishing village, it was already injured. From what you said, it hasn't healed even now, and , the Ancestral Dream may have been absorbed or swallowed by it, it should be very weak now, maybe it can be deceived."

"What is this?" Kraut looked at Hei Mu.

Shaoer handed the black mud over, "The relic, the clone has no skills. It can create a clone. Except that it does not have the ability of the temperer, there should be no difference in other aspects."

"Yeah." Kraut nodded.

"I guess..." Sauer thought for a while, "...its hatred for you is actually a twisted emotion. If it is so obsessed with Naven, it may take you with it... Of course, it is a change. You become a monster."

……

The pale puppet reappeared on the roof, and together with the pale puppet, there were white thin lines that had densely covered the roof.

After the thin thread appeared, it quickly penetrated and penetrated into the squirming flesh and blood. After that, it began to shrink. Soon, the white thin thread became like a fishing net, sealing the squirming flesh and blood.

At the eaves, Kraut, who had been hiding for a long time, jumped onto the roof.

Under his control, the pale puppet quickly approached the squirming flesh. Its elegant dance was like the dance itself. Compared with the stiff movements of the blue figure just now, it was as different as clouds and mud.

At the same time, the blue light curtain also disappeared.

Ximu Port fell into gloom again.

After the pale puppet got close to the squirming flesh and blood, it assumed a posture with its legs raised high. The thin threads on its hands and feet fell down and pierced into the squirming flesh and blood. In an instant, the mass of flesh and blood, which sometimes flipped, sometimes expanded and contracted, and had charred marks, began to tighten. , motionless.

The air begins to condense.

Sauer's eyes were fixed on the leader, and the scene of burning his arm with flames in the stairway appeared in his mind. Since he was in a state of emptiness at the time, he had to concentrate on it if he wanted to copy it now.

Soon, an alchemical formation formed by the air as a medium was formed in the thin lines. The half-meter-high flame illuminated the roof a little, but soon it was almost extinguished. The smell of burning was dispersed in the air along with some white smoke, and behind the rain curtain Below, the flame cannot form at all.

Even if the soul energy is consumed rapidly, the effect is not satisfactory.

Air cannon?

Wind blade?

None of them work, it is difficult to really hurt it, and it may even have counterproductive effects.

Sauer frowned and kept thinking about solutions in his mind.

However, time will not wait for anyone. As the breathing becomes heavier, the flame becomes difficult to maintain, and even cannot burn.

"It seems that fate is also on my side."

Withered words came out from the flesh and blood, and cracks appeared in the control of the pale puppet. At one edge, the thin white threads could no longer form a tight network.

"This rain...damn it..." Shaoer gritted his teeth.

Bury can control the weather, if he helps now...

At this moment, how much he hoped in his heart that this client could help at the critical moment. However, the headset was completely damaged and now Bury couldn't hear his plea for help at all.

Jason looked at all this and was anxious. However, since he had neither long-range means nor a soul body, he did not dare to get close at all. The encounter in the staircase space had already explained everything.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the splash of raindrops was clearly visible on my shoulders.

"Look at this blessing from heaven, how wonderful it is..."

After the leader's words fell, the flesh and blood began to squirm again, and actively shredded the thin threads that formed the dense network.

The night seemed darker than before.

Suddenly, a flash of bright red tore the night apart, and the fluttering red flag carried the heavy sound of wind, like a song of victory, played at this moment.

The tip of the flag pierced the squirming flesh, tearing open the skin, piercing the center, and then completely penetrated it. Then, scorching flames shot straight into the sky.

Piercing screams came from the flesh and blood.

Naven's eyes were sharp, even though the right hand holding the flag had been burned, he still held it firmly. It seemed that even if he lost this hand, he would never let go at this time.

"Thank you...for your dream."

He looked at the center of the flames and spoke.

At the same time, some squirming flesh and blood gradually gathered together in the gap-like area on his face, and then crawled down his body towards Martha. These belonged to Martha's body.

In the heavy rain, the firelight imprinted on everyone's faces, making them warm and comfortable.

(End of this chapter)