Assassin’s Chronicle

Chapter 260, Prohibited Books

It’s almost dawning, except that Niya ran into a room that wasn’t affected, and everyone else didn’t sleep. Anfei and Susanna and Chris whispered in the hallway, Slambe. The heat stood in the courtyard downstairs, looking at the slightly brighter east, and quietly prayed. If you learn to go against the water, you will not retreat. Many people know the truth inside, but there are not many people who can really keep this sentence in mind and practice it. The top peaks in the world may rely on their own people. The talent can go this step, but they have a basic point, but also common ground, that is diligence!

There won't be a pie in the sky. Even if you are born, you will have the power of the sky. If you don't pay sweat or take a solid footstep, he will never be a member of the peak power. The world is sometimes fair. Although he can make up for his own deficiencies by relying on power, it is only a make up.

The commander of the Allied Empire Stormtroopers, Jerome Fick, was a young man when he was young. Apart from Ernest and Philip, he was the youngest when he entered the ranks of the Great Swordsman. The energy was placed on the power, and the repair was not regressive, so that when Ernest challenged him, he knew that he was invincible and used the means of the next three. On the other hand, when An Fei entered the world, he was completely beaten back to the prototype, and he began to build up from the beginning with tenacious perseverance. In just a few years, he became a character again. Although this is inseparable from the work of his family, but there is no diligence, and then the wonderful things can not play their due role in the hands of the lazy.

"Hey." An Fei touched Susanna with her arm.

"what happened?"

"Help me to take out the fallen angel coat of arms." An Fei whispered as he looked down at the Shilanbeige downstairs.

"The fallen angel coat of arms?" Chris screamed.

"I rely on... you are a little sound!" An Fei hurried.

"Rude!" said Chris, very dissatisfied.

"What do you want that to do?" Susanna was surprised.

"It's just curious, take a look and put it back."

"Oh." Susanna nodded and turned and walked to the parcel under the wall. In fact, she was neither stupid nor stupid. On the contrary, she was very alert. She was just like Anfei. She was too lazy to think about herself. Always Anfei said what she did, never hesitated, of course, when flirting.

"Is there really a fallen angel coat of arms?" Chris came over and lowered his voice and asked, this time he learned carefully.

"Yeah." An Fei said slowly: "Do you know this thing?"

"Know, it's a very touching story." Chris sighed.

At this time, Susanna had already walked to the side of the parcel, but turned and walked back. A face of helplessness.

"what happened?"

"There is a seal."

"You are a high-ranking swordsman, can't destroy that seal?"

"Can destroy!" Susanna couldn't help but look at An Fei: "What do you want?"

Anfei understands that the damage can be destroyed, but no one can repair it, and there is no guarantee that the seal will be damaged when it can pass the sparkling heat.

"Oh, I was thinking about something else..." Anfei laughed and laughed at himself: "Chris, tell the story of the fallen angel's coat of arms."

"Cough... Do you know the origin of the undead?" Chris cleared his throat and put on a long story.

"It's not created by you anyway." Anfei said with no anger.

"Positive point. Anfei." Susanna smiled and pushed Anfei.

Chris pretended not to hear An Fei's words: "It is said that in the distant days of the gods, an angel fell in love with a princess, the name of the angel... I can't remember it."

"Old-fashioned! In that far-reaching Genesis era, I also fell in love with a beautiful princess. I am with Susanna..."

"People are not princesses." Susanna's face is red.

"Do you want to listen to me?" Chris looked a little bit sad: "I don't want to listen to me to rest, no one is here to see you flirting."

"Let's talk, let's talk, I just live an active atmosphere." Anfei laughed, he had a feeling of faintness. Silanberger has already woke up from prayer, and can still hear their conversations, so deliberately put a sentence to show their carelessness.

"The legendary story is old-fashioned, but this story should be somewhat authentic." Chris explained: "The princess died in the war. When the angel arrived from heaven, the princess's cheekbones had been mixed. There are countless bones that can't be discerned. He is grieved, unwilling to admit this fact, and finally even gave up his beliefs. He believes that the **** of light has launched a war, and everything he suffers is caused by the **** of light."

"In order to let the lover reappear in front of him, he released a great resurrection of the gods on the site of the battlefield. Perhaps his heart was full of resentment, perhaps after betraying the light god. The power of light also betrayed him. Maybe There are too many bones to undertake magic, and all the bones on the site have become living lives. But they are life without souls."

"You... too frivolous? Is it a zombie created by bright magic?" Anfei said stunnedly.

"I haven't finished yet." Chris dissatisfied and said: "The angel can't find out which one is his own lover, but he didn't give up hope, stayed with the strange life all day, and kept looking for it. For a long time, those lives gradually developed wisdom. Finally, his lover finally recovered his prototype, but with his current eyes, his lover has become a lich."

"Bright God knows everything that the angel has done, and he is so angry that he drops the gods and punished those things that should not appear, but the angels and his lover have not disappeared. They turned into a spar, from one side It is a male fallen angel with black wings. From the other side, it becomes a female fallen angel. After many years, an ordinary person accidentally picked up the spar. He made the spar a heraldry. Later, it happened to capture the memory of the angel. In this way, the undead magic appeared."

"What are you talking about the fallen angel coat of arms we found?"

"Definitely not." Chris shook his head. "In order to commemorate their founders, the necromancers used coats of arms to represent themselves. The male fallen angels are usually their veterans, or they are very powerful. The Necromancer, who holds the female fallen angel's coat of arms, is the second-order necromancer, who is the backbone of the Necromancer."

"So, is Nana a very good necromancer?" An Fei asked in surprise.

"Yeah." Chris nodded. "I know what you are skeptical about, but I don't understand. Nana's physical condition is not good enough to cultivate magic and grudge. Why can he become a necromancer? Is it the undead? Is there a fundamental difference between magic and other magic?"

"This problem can only be answered by the Necromancer." An Fei shrugged his shoulders.

"Yeah, only those who have mastered the magic of the undead can understand what is going on." Chris said helplessly.

"How have I not heard this legend?" Susanna widened her eyes.

"This is what I see from the banned book, banned books!" Chris frowned with a bit of self-sufficiency: "I thought it took a lot of effort to find those books."

"If we can get to know it earlier, it will be fine." Anfei laughed.

"What do you mean?"

"I used to like reading books."

"Really? What have you seen?" Chris said with a sigh of relief.

"The heart of the girl, have you seen it?" An Fei said that it was actually a yellow novel. It was circulated among the students in the late 1980s and early 1990s. At that time, no one dared to print such books. The manuscripts that students spontaneously copied.

"Girl Heart?" Chris thought for a moment, and was very interested to ask: "What kind of story?"

"Creating a story of life."

"Day... is it a creation legend?" Chris couldn't help but exclaimed, Susanna's eyes lit up, both of which were raw, where can I think of An Fei's shackles, the so-called creation of life is Create a villain.

"Almost." Anfei was surprised by Chris's imagination.

"Let us talk about it." Chris hurriedly, his curiosity did not seem to be much worse than An Fei.

"A long time ago, I saw Susanna..." Anfei came again.

"Go!" Chris waved.

"Anfei, you are not serious!" Susanna was half-shame and half-small white and took a look.

An Fei smiled, where can he say serious now? Silanberger has slowly walked up.

"An Fei, don't always hang people's appetite, have you seen it before?"

"Of course I have seen it, I can swear." An Fei sighed and shifted the topic: "Do you see the stars in the sky? What do you think is that?"

"Stars?" Chris, who has always been knowledgeable and versatile, seems a bit embarrassed at the moment: "There are countless theories, but no theory can convince everyone."

"The stars should be the soul of freedom... Isn’t the legendary hero Saint-Branco not turned into a star?" Susanna said with a look.

"You are wrong, the stars are the tears of the light and sorrow of the gods." Shilanbeier stepped on the corridor and smiled and said: "The story that Chris just told is wrong!"