Welcome to the Nightmare Games Book 2

"I'm sorry about Fu Yue," said the Prophet quietly after listening to Qi Leren's words.

Qi Le people have mixed feelings: "This kind of thing happens to people who are familiar, and it feels even more incredible."

The prophet smiled and said something unexpected: "You will get used to it."

Qi Leren looked at him sternly, and the prophet sitting on the rocking chair repeated it gently: "You will always get used to it, such a loss ... it has happened, and it is destined to happen again, that is something we cannot change. thing."

"But ... but there is no other way?" Qi Leren asked, reluctantly.

"I would like to say yes, but I haven't. I tried my best to do something and tried to stop it, but after all, I am not a omniscient God. I am sheltering the land of dusk, but I cannot stop it from happening here. All atrocities. "The Prophet sighed softly, the divine melancholy on his young face.

"... I didn't blame you." Qi Leren said quickly.

"I know, but I should have done better ..." the Prophet said softly.

"You have done a good job."

The prophet smiled and shook his head: "I have made many mistakes, and some have been fatal."

"such as?"

"Mistakenly believe someone."

Qi Le's heart jumped, and the name almost blurted out.

The prophet once mentioned that Su He was his student before, and at that time, he did not call it that name.

"you……"

"He should be here soon," said the prophet.

"?!"

"One thing, they will take it at all costs."

Qi Leren seems to understand: "What is it?"

"Did you forget it? You gave it to me yourself," said the prophet.

"Hell Staff?"

The prophet nodded and spread his right hand. Did the magnificent scepter appear in his hand? He stroked the groove on the top of the scepter, where there seemed to be an ornament missing.

"Without it, the ritual cannot be started. If they want to be the real demon king, to lead the entire demon world, and obtain the power to challenge God, they must get this thing." The prophet said, "the ritual requires three candidates, and now there are two -Originally there were three, but the killing devil has been suppressed in the lake of fire, so there is still no candidate. Once the scepter is recaptured, the power devil will try his best to train another domain-level demon, Then start the ritual. No matter who becomes the last demon king, he will accumulate enough power to support the two channels to stay open for a long time. By then, the human world will return to that horror day dominated by demons. "

"What shall we do?" Qi Leren asked anxiously.

"Don't worry, it's not so easy to take it away." The prophet smiled slyly, and this expression brought him back to life, "I will hide it somewhere no one can find."

... Don't say that, it sounds like a FLAG.

The bitter gourd face of Qi Leren made the prophet interesting: "Do you want to know where to hide?"

"No, please, don't tell me, if I get arrested and tortured, I will confess immediately." Qi Leren said seriously.

The prophet laughed and almost rolled off the reclining chair, with no image at all.

"Is it so funny?" Qi Leren asked, looking at the Prophet who collapsed in a complicated mood, depressed.

"You guys ... don't say such words before, until the last minute, no one knows what choices they will make," said the prophet.

Qi Leren took it seriously.

"So, why are you looking for me today?" Qi Leren finally got to the point.

The prophet touched his chin, revealing his thoughts: "Yeah, why am I looking for you ..."

"..."

"let me see."

"........."

"Hey, as you get older, your memory is getting worse."

"………………"

"I trust, I really can't remember!"

"Xiaozhi deserves to be born to you. It was really carved in a mold." Qi Leren said.

The prophet looked stunned: "No, he was not born to me, and without telling you, I am still a virgin."

Qi Leren's expression cracked.

"That ... Xiaozhi is ..." Qi Leren asked hesitantly.

"Who knows, it's probably from Jin Jin," said the prophet irresponsibly.

Qi Leren was completely speechless.

"Oh, I think of it, do you still bring the gift I gave you?" The Prophet asked.

Qi Leren touched the pendant on his chest, took it off and held it in his hand: "Yes."

The prophet took it, and gently touched the metal feather with his fingertips, a faint light condensed on it, and was swallowed up by the heavy metal.

"Take it, although you already have half a field, this thing is still very important," said the Prophet.

"What did you put in it? Wasn't that **** scepter?" Qi Leren asked nervously.

The Prophet rolled his eyes: "Think too much, how could something so important be given to you, I just added a BUFF to it."

Qi Leren took the [Heart of the Prophet], and its introduction has become:

——The god-level props hand-made by the noble and great prophet adults can let the human body experience the thrill of being transformed into a bird person. The holder can summon the archangel to come and fight with him. The above function has been deprecated. Now it is a nice decoration and may have some magical effects.

Qi Leren doubted his eyes.

"Okay, things are done, you can go." The prophet waved his hand and started to rush.

"What the **** did you do to this thing?" Qi Leren was about to cry, and the good props were scrapped by him.

"Oh, forgot, the elderly have poor memory. Recently, they also have back pain, hair loss, hemorrhoids, and hissing. People are not using it."

Qi Leren gave up, put on the heart of the prophet and turned away silently.

When walking to the door, Qi Leren remembered another thing and asked a little embarrassedly: "My wedding with Ning Zhou ... Are you coming?"

"When?" The Prophet asked.

Qi Leren turned around and said suddenly: "I plan to propose to Ning Zhou on his birthday ... well, in fact, it should be the night before the establishment day, and then the wedding will be held seven days later."

The Prophet smiled: "In a blink of an eye, he was already so big. I remember the day he was born ... it was a special day, it was really special, even now I have not forgotten."

"It was the day when the evening town was established." Qi Leren said.

The prophet nodded slightly, and there was something in his smile that he could not understand.

"That day, I was pushed to a grand stage. At that time, I was really upset and thought that I was a man of destiny. But more than twenty years later, this dream should also wake up."

"..."

"I never doubt the light in human nature, but it is too weak and obscured. If no one guides, wipes, the light will be swallowed by darkness. Musician, you are willing to guide carefully so that he will not get lost. ? "The prophet asked.

At first Qi Leren thought that the prophet once again mentioned the matter of inheriting the land of dusk, but at the end he realized that he was talking about Ning Zhou.

"I'm sure he won't get lost. But if there is a one in 10,000 chance, and he has come that far, I will always stand there."

"where?"

The Qile people have opened the door, and they are faced with the underground ice palace:

"His side."