Light Spirit Epic

Chapter 2448 is in the shadow of the past twenty-three

"Mute?!-"

Hearing the sudden rise of the cat and the boy, Siloma said a little unpleasantly, using the tone he rarely used, seemingly blaming or even suppressing, hoping that Mutter could shut up.

However, it is useless.

"I know that when a person dies, he is dead. Nothing can be felt any more." The cat-man teenager, holding his teddy bear doll, whispered, "I know, even if we get the Super Bowl. Champion, put the trophy in front of the old tombstone to worship him, he will not come back. The lost people may not even have a soul, not necessarily because of what we are doing. But - "

He whispered, because of the sadness, the voice became extraordinarily low and hoarse: "But I still want to do this. Maybe not to show him to the old man, but to find self-comfort, but I still hope that Sven The old man’s spirit in the sky can see the moment when our team wins the championship trophy. If we don’t think so, then our all-time efforts have not lost meaning?”

No one can refute. Even Siloma, who has always been sensible, has fallen silent. The beasts in the Sphinx are basically a group of rough men. They don’t cry easily on weekdays, but today is the exception. The players who have been patient for a long time at the memorial service, the feelings are now released like a levee, and they start to cry.

"Wow, ah, ah, ah!!" Center Gusta screamed and cried. As the most fat man in the team, the tiger is crying and can even be said to be extremely powerful.

"Mr. Gusta" Mutter also held a teddy bear next to Dahan, but instead touched the head of the tiger man like a comforting child.

"You guys," Siloma turned away, not letting people see his face: "I don't care what you think, I just confessed to the things that I had to explain before the old man left. The team has Disbanded, but can be reorganized. If anyone wants to stay in the team, it will be on the court before the start of the game tomorrow. Are you playing football to repay the old man, or because you really like American football? Are you playing the game?"

"Everything." The cat-man teenager sobbed and whispered: "It was originally to repay the old man, but now Diablo American football has become a part of my life, how could it be as simple as giving up."

"So you really love this sport before you decide to participate in the competition?" Siloma asked again.

"Yes." The voice of the cat boy was trembled because he was still crying, but his answer did not hesitate.

"In this case, I won't say anything more," Heloma replied.

A few hours later, in the refuge stone room of the central sanctuary of Lviv.

"Well," Mutter woke up from a stun. Everything just happened is just a dream. wrong. That is the real thing, he is convinced. He remembered everything in the half-dream and half-awake. Now he is lying in the arms of the tiger youth, wrapped in a bitter and sweet feeling. Ming knows that this one who embraces him is only the avatar of Albert. He knows that this avatar will be lifted one day, and then disappears into his sight like air. He is yearning for it like poison.

"Are you awake?" Elbert's avatar asked softly: "Is it just fainting?"

"It's not too tired to be conscious. It's very comfortable. It's better than you think." Mutter whispered: "It may be the only time in this life that I have this feeling."

"What exaggeration?"

"I have never been treated like this before, and even often. But it was done with reluctance, even if my crying pleading could not stop." The cat boy whispered and whispered: "Be so gentle, you are probably the first one, and probably the last one. After that, I am afraid I will not allow anyone to touch my body. It's a pity. If you are the real Albert. "

"You said this again? I said that I have the world I want to go back to, and I can't stay here."

"Sorry." Mutter whispered.

"However, you must remind the real Albert after you go back, so that he should not let the avatar be as far away as himself." Albert's avatar said: "If you are too far away, you will get your own. Consciousness, his consciousness from another parallel world. My situation is because I have a place to go back, there are people waiting for me to go back, so I will definitely go back. But it is changed from other parallel worlds. What about Bert? If there is just one avatar, from a more miserable parallel world, where his family and friends are all dead, only he survived, you said he would be willing to go back to that world? "

Thinking of this, Mutter couldn't help but be a little scared: "What if you don't want to go back?"

"The avatar will probably try to kill the deity of Albert in this world and replace his position. If he stays in this world and becomes the deity of the world, then he does not have to go back to his original The world. "Elbert's avatar replied: "The use of avatars to summon yourself in countless parallel worlds is often accompanied by such huge risks."

"But you also said that if you are no more than one kilometer away, the deity can completely control the actions of the avatars, and at the same time suppress the consciousness of the avatar." Mutter curiously asked: "If you have to stay one kilometer away, you want to kill Can't the deity kill?"

"Normally, this is the case. But God knows if there will be any strange roads in the avatar." Albert's replied: "After all, it is the avatar that is summoned from other parallel worlds. In fact, every world. The same person in the world may have something extraordinary in his own world. For example, in my case, the arrow method is better than other worlds, and more proficient in making poison for Warcraft. - This is actually Luf taught me."

"It turns out." Mutt closed his eyes and sighed.

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"Amount." Albert pushes Mutter and climbs out of bed: "You have to go."

"Don't you have to wash it?" The cat-man teenager used a blanket to hold a bit of wet body and asked depressedly: "I heard that Warcraft is very sensitive to that smell. Other Warcraft hunters are expected to smell, and then jokes. you"

"Slightly rub it, probably." Albert's avatar quickly put on the full equipment. It seems that he really used to work with Luf, and he can do it a few minutes before he can get rid of it. Go to the level of business: "The next battle with Warcraft, surely the body is full of **** smell, so no one cares about this."

"Don't run around here, little ghosts." Albert's avatar joked and snarled, carrying a bunch of equipment and walking out with arms.

"Yeah." Mutt snorted as an answer, but Albert's avatar had grown out. He also crept down from the bed, walked slowly in the dark stone room, locked the door, and moved the heavy stones dedicated to the door to block the door. After convinced that a safe environment has been created, the cat-and-boys took a sigh of relief and sat on the floor.

The body still has the warmth of the person, even the body

It’s terrible. Obviously, he has already vented it. He seems to have not been filled yet. He still feels empty and wants more.

People will be desperate when they are desperate. In the short period of time in recent days, he found that he had lost so much, and there were so many that he could not catch. The sustenance and dependence of the soul in the past is no longer there; the people who admire and even adore have other people; and the one left in him, except for the warmth that will soon dissipate, is there only emptiness? .

You should not be so miserable, Mutter? He asked himself, then hugged the teddy bear doll that the Sphinx dad gave him, curled up behind the iron gate and whispered in the dark room.

He wanted to escape, and he picked up the crystal sword again.

This real world is too ruthless, but there is a non-realistic and even surreal world that allows him to escape. Of course, once you escape, you can't make sure you can come back again. The abyss is a bottomless pit. It is not that Mutter wants to go in and can go in at will. If he wants to come out, he can come out at will. Everything depends on the owner of the abyss. Maybe if he fled in this time, he will always be a prisoner in the abyss.

but--

Mutter still subconsciously slashed his palm with a thorn sword, and his palm blew a drop of blood, blending with the sharp crystal surface of the crystal thorn sword.

The crimson crystals began to appear on the sword, spreading everywhere, and instantly engulfing the cats and teenagers in a small space.

I don't know how long it has been.

"Wake up, wake up." Who is poking his cheek.

"Mitch?" Mutter just opened his eyes and saw the little mouse.

"Are you a fool? Didn't you have a chance to escape before? How did you run into the grain world?" Mitch looked at Mutter lying on the ground, a little angry and asked: "And your respect is What happened? Where did the clothes go?"

"Em" Mutter blushes and grabs the lower body and climbs up. He did not dress well, but he was swallowed up by the crystal, before he broke into the grain boundary, so he took his pockets and changed clothes.

Mitch took a look at Mutter: "It won't be the bad guy in the outside world, and it will be forced to escape."

"You think too much." Mutter didn't care about the little moisture he was carrying, and he put on his clothes. In the world of the abyss, the world of only him and Mitch, shame seems to have no meaning.

He looked at the ragged Mitch and took out a set of clothes that were ready to be smaller than his size: "Right, this is a gift for you."

"Ah, clothes! Thank you so much!" I was trapped in the grain world. I don't know how long the mouse boy has longed for a decent dress for a long time. After all, the clothes he wears are often found everywhere in the grain world. The sharp crystal cut through, has long been ragged, can only be said to be a bunch of fig leaf hanging barely on him. However, he not only did not immediately put on new clothes, but even took off the tattered tops worn on his body and placed them properly in the corner of the crystal cave.

"Why don't you wear new clothes?" The cat man couldn't help but curiously ask.

"I am planning to go out for adventure, do you want to come together?" Mitch said. "There is still no area in the nearby mountain, but it is easy to be cut by crystals, or it is not good to wear clothes."

"Is the body scratched by crystals?" Mutter couldn't help but spit.

"In the grain world, even if the body is injured, it can be instantly restored." Mitch said with a serious face: "So, it is better to cherish the clothes than to cherish the clothes?"

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