I Really Don’t Want To Be A Calamity

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Everything is over.

When leaving from "Singularity", Yi Lin felt like she had a dream.

An unreal dream.

His trip across regions started with Milien and ended with Milien.

It seems that nothing has changed.

This time is not a trial of trial. There is no beginning, no return, only an end.

Yi Lin didn't get any promotion on the surface, and didn't have any rewards, nothing seemed to have changed.

But Yi Lin is very clear that someone has stayed there forever.

When Yi Lin opened his eyes again.

It was pitch black before my eyes.

He is still burning with blood.

The scarlet rays of light dispelled all around the darkness, allowing Yi Lin to barely tell that he was in an empty underground cave.

"crash-bang ――"

Above my head, there is a cave with turbulent water flowing down like a waterfall.

The experience in Uruk city was only a few days, but so many things happened, which made Yi Lin feel as if it had been a few months.

He recalled that he was sucked into the peculiar point by a door.

Yi Lin felt a sharp pain in his chest.

On his chest, there is a rusty chain piercing him.

If it had been before, he could not recognize this chain.

But after the Uruk First War, Yi Lin took a few seconds to distinguish the unique texture of the faintly discernable on the rusty chains with the light of blood emerging from his body.

He recognized it.

"It's Enkidu!?"

Yi Lin's expressionless face shattered the chain on his chest with a palm.

At this moment, there is no magic in this chain, it seems that it is just a rusty chain that makes people easily infected with tetanus.

After breaking the chain, Yi Lin's chest wound healed quickly.

Except for the chains under Yi Lin's feet, in the dark, there are other Six Paths chains extending to the depths of the darkness.

But at the end of the chain, there is no one.

Not even a corpse.

Yi Lin took a deep breath.

He felt a pain in his chest.

That must be the pain from the wound.

Following the chain, Yi Lin came to the depths.

In this empty underground cave, there is no other sound except Yi Lin's breathing and the sound of running water behind him.

Quiet, dead, and deserted.

At the source of the chain, there is a skeleton.

A complete skeleton.

The skeleton is covered with a thin layer of powder.

In the powder, there is a faint rust color, which is the weathered Battle Armor.

All around the skeleton, there are green vines and moss, covering the skeleton.

This complete skeleton is frozen in a posture with his hands raised, his legs are deeply pressed down, as if he is carrying something on his shoulders before he is dying.

Every place on the skeleton is full of cracks.

This skeleton is actually broken long ago.

When he was alive, he was broken.

But he still maintains a complete appearance.

Yi Lin opened his mouth, silently unable to speak.

The experience in the peculiar point, bit by bit, flashed in my mind.

After calming down, Yi Lin combed quietly and gradually understood everything.

Everything, everything, everything.

Even, Gilgamesh's sneered, joking tone was still lingering in his ears.

……

"Of course I know, but the god of trifling."

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"Humanity will win! "

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"Please witness the future of Uruk with your own eyes."

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"Our Will, will bring true dawn to future generations!"

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"You said, bring us victory!"

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"Uluk, live here forever!"

……

In silence.

Yi Lin suddenly showed a smile of relief.

"Rest in peace, Gilgamesh."

Yi Lin finished.

That strong and stubborn skeleton,

instantly seemed to understand Yi Lin's words, the skeleton flicked slightly and turned into S powder and sprinkled.

Yi Lin slapped out a palm, and a hole was cracked in the ground under his feet.

Yi Lin buried that gram of soil, bone meal everywhere, and the remains of the lock of the sky in the pit.

Gilgamesh and Enki were good friends during his lifetime.

Yi Lin buried them together and buried them together. It was Gilgamesh's wish.

"Tsaojiao what, a little bit of eye-sight, who can't tell that you and Enqi are in a good relationship."

Yi Lin swept away again and closed the hole. , There is only a lonely small mound left in the same place.

In front of Gilgamesh and Enkidu's grave, Yi Lin whispered.

In the end, Gilgamesh used his own power to carry down a city.

With a human body, he resisted the falling power of the Heavenly Palace and protected the remaining women and children inside.

This is what Gilgamesh called "fire."

His behavior has left a precious kind of fire for the future five thousand years later.

For five thousand years, the human race has once again prospered.

"Not enough."

Mankind today is not enough.

Yi Lin murmured after burying Gilgamesh's bones.

He, finally understood who the real enemy of mankind is.

He also understands this world, what the real disaster is about to face.

Apocalypse Knight is just the beginning.

Revelation does not mean the end.

Just when Yi Lin mourned silently before his grave.

There was a commotion over the cave.

A group of people fell into the cave from the turbulent lake water.

Among them, a few of them are extremely high, and they flicker all over the magic rays of light, floating down.

A woman with a black cat standing on her shoulder.

When they came to the grave, the black cat on the woman's shoulder made a sharp cry.

In addition to the woman and the black cat, there is an acquaintance of Yi Lin who came to this cave together.

Speaking of familiarity, in fact, I'm not that familiar.

One of the monarchs of the clock tower...Bathmero!

He is still a teenager.

The expression on the eyebrows is senile.

Except for them.

There are also two magical auras exuding from their bodies, which are comparable to those of Barthmelo.

Four monarchs!

The rest who came here, they all wore clean magician robes.

It can be easily recognized from the texture on their costumes that these magicians are not low-level.

Among them, there are even several "level" magicians.

"Why are you still alive!"

The moment Bassemero saw Yi Lin, he was equally surprised and slapped his hands on the wheelchair, his voice trembling.

This is impossible!

impossible!

Once the plan is successful, everyone who enters the singularity will die!

Everyone will turn into the nutrient of the Holy Grail, so that the real Holy Grail is born!

The Holy Grail, the Holy Grail!

This is how many magicians, Supreme Treasure pursued in his life.

No more now!

If someone can live out of there, it means that ceremony has failed!

"Shhh."

Yi Lin is still in the state of maintaining the skills of [Bloodthirsty Disaster].

He gently raised an index finger and placed it beside his mouth.

"Be quiet, don't disturb them."

After a brief shock.

Other people reacted.

They are all "informers" in this plan.

What if it fails?

at worst, just do it again!

Except for Bathmelo, everyone else can afford it!

Yi Lin's reaction made them feel a little weird.

Yi Lin's expression is not like a bluff.

Surprised them?

Who disturbed?

Who are you scaring away this!

"You--"

Next to him, there is a color scale magic that has long seen Yi Lin uncomfortable, glared at Yi Lin repeatedly in the library, and also acts as a monitor. The teacher just glared angrily, uttered a word out loud, and stopped abruptly.

The words at the back can't be said at all.

Yi Lin, who was supposed to be standing in front of the grave, appeared behind him at some unknown time.

"ka-cha."

Yi Lin broke his neck easily.

"It's too noisy."

Yi Lin said with a smile.

His three-dimensional attributes now have reached the realm of the broken lock.

He is a magician, but after a certain level of strength and agility, his performance in close combat is equally frightening.

You can say so.

He is now on the mental side, the power side, and the agility side.

The current Yi Lin can be called "polygonal warrior".

I watched a high-level magician, kneeling on the ground crookedly because of a broken neck. This scene made everyone present feel scalp numb.

At this time everyone thought of one thing.

A very important thing that was ignored by them.

Yi Lin has been in the clock tower for a long time.

How long is it?

It’s been a long time. Everyone, including Bathmelo, only remembers that Yi Lin is a little black magician who is not good at learning.

But I forgot, Yi Lin is the evil star that made all guild giants become terror-stricken at the news and don't dare provoke on his own territory!

The president of the Apocalypse Guild!

Yi Lin lowered his voice and raised his eyelids with no emotion in his eyes. He looked at the declining elderly monarch Bathmelo in the wheelchair and slowly raised his palm: "I still have One last question."

The blank-eyed monarch Bathmelo lifts the head blankly, his lips tightly pressed, and said nothing.

"Bathmero·G·Dylan...the middle name, what does G mean?"

Bathmero is still silent.

"Ghost (ghost)?"

There was a wave in Bathmelo's eyes.

"Understood."

Yi Lin is indifferent and nodded, with square and round light arrays on both hands and wrists.

The light array condenses into a long knife-like light and shadow in Yi Lin's hand.

The lights and shadows are colorful, Yi Lin slashed out with a palm.

Bathmero took a wheelchair with him, and in consternation, he split into two parts.

"Ahhhh -"

Among the magicians, someone witnessed this cruel scene with their own eyes.

Although they are proficient in various types of magic, they are still far behind when they really talk about cruel temperament.

The magician who grew up in the clock tower has seen too little blood and fire, sadness and sorrow, and fragile temperament.

Someone can't stand it anymore.

Shaking his hands, he fired two "Nian Bombs" at Yi Lin.

Biubiubiu――

The two bullets were aimed accurately, but in the end they were bounced off by Yi Lin's forehead.

People are conformed creatures.

Someone started it, and others suddenly realized that they couldn't sit still and wait for death. So a strange scene appeared in the cave.

A group of people desperately shaking their fingers, chanting curses, and shooting at Yi Lin randomly.

But they seem to have forgotten that, in addition to the basic curse magic "read bullets", they also know more magic.

"Why did you use the curse system?"

Yi Lin felt the dead skin on his forehead, eating more and more full, and sighed helplessly.

He is like a ghost, walking by magicians, one after another head exploded from his neck, then flew high and fell heavily.

The strange black cat was so scared that his pupils became rounded, and he turned his head and ran away.

"Don’t you think that I didn’t notice, you are the main body of the monarch."

Yi Lin’s Destruction Revolver, which had long been in his back, burst out with a single shot. Snatch the cat, hit it on the cave wall, and paste it into cat-shaped flesh and blood.

The scene was a bit cruel.

Get the hint of chaos value and swipe the screen frantically in front of Yi Lin's eyes.

I'm crazy.

Kill! !

Kill!

Kill...

Kill.

Yi Lin is not proficient in magic, but he is too familiar with the magician. Even if it is a monarch, a certain prerequisite is required before activating the magic. Yi Lin just watched the opponent raise his finger, and the magic engraving immediately went out before the opponent had time to flash.

49 seconds later,

Yi Lin's eyes were covered with fragmented bodies.

"Huh--"

Looking at a corpse, Yi Lin took a long breath.

So far.

The duration of [Bloodthirsty Disaster] is almost over.

It’s really hard for you to send yourself here.

Thanks a lot.

Yi Lin was so grateful that he pushed these corpses to the edge of the cave and allowed them to decay over time.

He should have discovered that there was something wrong with Bather Melo.

Yi Lin has a thought called "regret" in his heart.

Sometimes, people always have to experience it before Zhuge Liang can link up the entire process of development and figure out everything.

In the book collection of the Clock Tower, many stories of Ancient Family are introduced.

Only there is no Einzbern home.

Among the many types of magic, there is one that is rare and has a low success rate.

"Moving Soul Magic".

This kind of magic can cost a great price to transfer the soul and consciousness to another body.

Sounds awesome, doesn’t it?

But the price is that as the number of transfers increases, the soul will gradually decay, suffering from illness all day long, and death is countless times more miserable than normal old age.

The monarch Bathmelo is very likely to be an ancestor of the Einzbern family.

His fanatical dedication has kept him dormant to this day, arranging everything.

Is it really just attachment?

Yi Lin thinks not.

Before he died, Bather Melo did not resist in the slightest.

It seems that the failure of the holy grail summon ceremony has left him desperate.

Yi Lin speculates that maybe if he doesn't kill him, he won't live long without the Holy Grail.

The death of Mi Lien, the demise of Uruk, the past five thousand years, the depression brought by everything that Yi Lin experienced in the past few days, following the 49 seconds of killing, Soothed a lot.

He looked back at the graves of the two of them. Yi Lin didn't plan to stay here for too long and was about to leave.

But right now.

The mutation is suddenly born.

When he lifted the head, he suddenly noticed that from above his head, the turbulent water of the lake had begun to be dyed with a strange silver glow.

A beam of light stole over the lake waterfall above the head and projected it down, so that the dark underground cave was reflected in a layer of bright silver.

This silver light, like the brilliance of metal, in addition to being particularly bright, it also reveals a solemn killing aura like a peerless Divine Weapon.

Yi Lin was surprised and puzzled.

The silver rays of light made him feel a palpitating heart, but he got up.

Step, step, step.

From the darkness, there was the sound of two people's footsteps.

Two silhouettes, out of the darkness.

The sound of its footsteps, one light and one heavy, one deep and one shallow.

As the two walked toward the silver light, the silhouette gradually became clearer.

One of them is a blonde woman in a plain black dress with a delicate butterfly mask on her face.

The other one is a man with white shawl hair and a smile on his face with a deserves a beating. The man wore an exquisite magician robe, the style of the robe, not the unique uniform of the clock tower. He followed the woman, and the two seemed to regard Yi Lin, who was full of sense of existence, as transparent, and walked straight to the silver beam of light.

"Chih--"

The moment that woman approached.

Yi Lin's whole body's hairs stand upright.

A icy chill, rushing straight to the feet, made Yi Lin feel like he was immersed in ice water for a moment.

No, to be more precise, Yi Lin felt that when the woman approached, she suddenly had the illusion that she was walking barefoot in the mountain sword sea. Her skin was all intact, and she was bearing countless blades. The binding and flogging of the steel whip.

"Who are you?"

In surprise, Yi Lin raised his hand.

He now has murderous aura, and he is always willing to come.

Unconsciously, the woman took a few steps towards the silver beam.

"Uh, I have something to say, when we first met, I am Merlin, I am not a bad person...Oh, it's late."

The man who called himself Merlin showed a friendly smile. Just about to make a round, he suddenly covered his face.

The blond woman wearing a butterfly mask suddenly drew a sword.

A dark sword.

The dark aurora on the sword body is silently condensed.

From pulling the sword to condensing the black aurora, the blonde woman moved quickly without hesitation.

That gesture, just like Yi Lin killing the magicians, as it should be by rights, just as it should be.

Woman, a sword falls.

The dark aurora instantly penetrated Yi Lin's chest.

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