Blood tax

Chapter 435 Krista is preparing dinner ([-])

More memory fragments flooded Commodus like snowflakes.They came more turbulent and chaotic than Naira's memories.Many emotions fermented together and became violent like boiling.Accompanied by it, there was also a tidal-like turbulent breath.

Griffith trembled all over, intuitively feeling that he was being stared at by an astonishing existence, which was depressingly depressing, and moreover, somewhat familiar.

The air seemed to be full of incomprehensible danger, and Griffith and Aaron were at a loss for a while, so they could only continue to hold on.

Without any warning, a deep, hoarse, piercing loud noise suddenly erupted in the darkness.It is deeply engraved in the memory of everyone present and will never be forgotten.

That sound could never have come from any human throat, because human vocal cords would never have made such an abnormal and distorted sound.While the voices unmistakably emanated from the clefts of the cliff above, Griffith preferred to say that they came from the endless abyss.Even that cannot be called a sound, because that horrible, deep tone exerts a deep influence on human consciousness and fear, which is far more complex and subtle than the simple vibrations heard by the ear; It has to be called a sound, because it vaguely but irrefutably forms words with certain meanings.

The sound was very loud—almost as loud as the rumble of moving leylines and the echoing thunder of the sky—yet no one could see what made it.

A low, hoarse, creepy voice echoed in the sky.What kind of darkness is it that can bring people such hopeless fear and shadow; what kind of bottomless abyss is it that has such an unrivaled consciousness? Is it a mysterious evil that has been lurking for a long time?Right now, it is gathering strength, making the loud noise coherent, and gradually turning it into straightforward, thorough and final madness.

"I was waiting for you, here you come.

"Your kingdom is falling apart.

"Come find me, you don't know what burns in the depths of your soul.

"You know, in fact, this world is hopeless..."

What is this!Griffith wailed in his heart, but he was aware of the true nature of the voice.

This is the "Master" entrenched in the dark abyss who once lived in a giant conch!He is the incarnation of the dream lord of the virtual realm in the world. He escaped from the cage of flesh and blood not long ago, and he came here.

He does not have a suitable body to walk in the world, and has been looking for a suitable container!

Now, He has chosen his target - the prince of Baiyelan!
"No, I can not……"

Commodus had already knelt down on the ground, holding his head, groaning in pain.However, his will and body have been tortured in this dark underground world.

The master's will laughed ferociously.He seems to be mocking his prey, and gradually using his methods.

In Commodus's memory fragments, there appeared scenes that he could not have seen with his own eyes - assassins sneaked into the imperial meeting, the king was injured, the imperial guards raided, the provincial army was ordered to enter Bayeran, the senate promulgated the taxation and trade bill... …

Armed crowds occupied the barricades and raised banners against the king and the Senate...

These are all recent events in Bayeran, and it is absolutely impossible for Commodus to witness them with his own eyes.

"Attention, this is not Commodus's consciousness, there is a certain existence that is tempting him," Aaron said, "Commodus' power is the power of the Holy Light, but this abnormal breath is clearly another god intervening."

Immediately afterwards, Griffith saw the nobles fleeing, the representatives of the citizens were expelled, and countless people fought with the legionnaires on the barricades.

civil war!The worst has come!

"This is not an illusion." Aaron looked at the constantly emerging images with satisfaction. "The talks between the Senate of Bayeran and the mortals in other provinces have collapsed. Huh, in fact, they didn't have anything to talk about from the beginning. According to the information I got, the wounded The king finally stood on the side of the Senate and issued an order of martial law to expel the troublesome businessmen. Well, it was the right choice, he still has brains in his old head!"

Griffith was silent for a moment, and asked, "Do you know who is behind the assassination of the king?"

"Is this important? Wizards and Extraordinary are the real masters of this world, they are the explorers of the starry sky. Mortals, it is their duty to make good offerings to them.

"Griffith, you and I are rivals and the same kind. You should be happy that those bugs who can't touch the mystery finally recognize themselves?"

Commodus held his head and refused with his last strength:

"No, no, I will not submit to you. I am the prince of Baiyelan, the future king, and I will not join hands with you."

The cold voice sounded again:

"Do you think this is the limit of darkness? The real threat has just emerged."

The illusion changed, and the rebel crowd actually dug up the tomb of the former king Hadrian.

"How can these people!" Commodus screamed.

"This is just the beginning," said the ruler's will, "See, the remains of the former king are sacrifices from the past, giving the supreme respect a chance to live!"

Both Griffith and Aaron were stunned.They saw the crowd who had dug up the royal tomb pass the bones madly, turning this madness into a declaration of their victory.

Countless people cut their wrists and swore with their blood: "The blood of the believers will be the altar of the present world, to summon the king of the world!"

Griffith's spirituality was touched, and he realized for a split second what he was witnessing.Aaron on the side gasped heavily, and collapsed to the ground with a face ashen.

"Flesh and blood of the enemy, conquered by force... Anas Tasios, the hermit of the spirit world, the Dark Lord, returns to reality!
"He returns like an unstoppable cloud with the lightning that created the world. Your subjects will betray and your kingdom will be destroyed."

The whole world seemed to be filled with illusory shattering sounds, and the tide-like darkness once heard in the stories of Professor Heinz filled the streets and impacted on the steps of the palace.Those terrible monsters driven by the Dark Lord turned out to be people armed with all kinds of weapons.

They hanged knights, burned priests, and in the squares of Bajelan and Sanssouci, blood flowed in rivers with the legionaries ordered to suppress them.

Griffith felt something crack in his head.He instinctively thought that this was all an illusion fabricated by the master or some evil god, but random thoughts rushed out, making him inexplicably feel that this was reality.

It was as if the ground under his feet cracked and the world collapsed, leaving him nowhere to stand and falling into an endless abyss.

The hermit returns?Has the Damnatio Memoriae that sealed the Dark One been destroyed?
This, this is the secret that Earl Lamor and his allies are worried about and want to block with all their might?It happened directly in the center of Bayeran, how did it happen so quickly?The hermit is indeed operating something, but I don't feel the layout and crisis of the scale of life weaving in Odessa. I always feel that the conditions for him to return to reality are not yet ripe... Sonia is still in Bray Mi Zhen, what should she do!I'm going to help her!

Not waiting for Griffith to take action...

"Run!" Aaron collapsed one step earlier than Commodus. He left the stunned Griffith and rushed into the darkness like crazy.

The prince's situation was not much better.Griffith saw him get up slowly, and his vacillating refusal had become a resolute and desperate attempt after despair.Endless spiritual energy rushed in, wrapped and lifted him up.The holy sword "Enduil" he carried hummed violently, as if it was resisting the invasion of evil, but the light on the blade quickly dimmed.

The ruler's will is getting weaker and weaker, and it seems to have merged with the prince's soul, leaving only an ethereal echo:

"Send the eternal nightmare to the enemies who oppose us.

"Bring peaceful sleep to a world trapped in sorrow.

"My power belongs to you, the representative of the God of Dreams in the world."

The terrible roar that seemed to tear apart the hills made the earth jump; the tremor of doom seemed to come from the earth, or from the sky, and no one could locate it.Then, a bright lightning fell on Commodus from the dark purple sky, and the invisible powerful force and indescribable stench drowned Griffith like a wave of water.

A new God Hand is born.

His power makes all creatures fall into a dream that they cannot extricate themselves from.

Griffith saw endless visions.He turned around to run, but was swallowed by the invisible tide, and fell deeply into it, unable to extricate himself.

……

"Guffy, Guffy...

"Wake up. It's not good to sleep during work hours."

who?Who is calling my name?
The weight of a mountain weighed heavily on his body, and Griffith was unable to move due to the lethargy.

Take action, take action... The hermit is back, I want to join Galadia to find out the truth... Fuck the truth, I want to go back to Byelan to rescue Sonia...

What he barely opened his eyes saw was the gray military uniform and the armband of the second-level squad leader. The hard breastplate was cold and hard, making his whole body ache.Subconsciously touched his waist, a familiar feeling came back.Well, this is my saber.

Um? ?

The field of vision gradually became clear, and there was a cobblestone-paved ground in front of him, and the dilapidated carriage trembled and rolled over it.Lots of boots walking around.

"Guffy, hey, wake up! It's off work—!"

The pitch rose slightly, and Griffith woke up.He was about to open his eyes when his cheeks were lifted, and then he was lightly patted twice, one from the left and one from the right.

"Sonia is in danger!"

The second-level squad leader jumped up, his breastplate and saber jingling.

"Hey~ who is Sonia?"

A blond girl tilted her head towards the second-level team leader in doubt.She wore gleaming silver chain mail over her blue robes, holding a silver-edged textbook in one hand, and clenched the other into a fist.

Sister Krista, a trainee nun, was looking at him, and asked him in a voice as cool as spring water: "Sonia, who is it?"

"Well, who is it..." Griffith felt his head go dizzy.It seems that many things have happened, but he can't remember, "I fell asleep?"

"Isn't that right, you're still calling other people's names..." Krista stroked the ends of her hair by her ears, turned around and said to a large group of children, "Brothers and sisters are getting off work, today's mysticism society class is here Now, children, hurry home! If your family members and neighbors encounter strange things, or the kitten is holding something that should not be in the house, do you know what to do?"

"Report to the Extraordinary team in the Emir district!"

A group of children not half the height of Griffith scrambled away like pigeons in the square.

"Quick, let's go back! Today is Saturday and we want to eat stewed radish with mutton!" Krista hurriedly picked up a paper bag placed by the wall, and dragged Griffith to walk quickly.

"Where to go back?"

"You only have Sonia in your heart!" Miss novice nun picked up the sack containing mutton and radish, and hit him.

……

"Comrade Griffith Blanton, second-level squad leader, please explain who Sonia is?"

who is coming...

The two walked along the street, and the quiet sea was just a short distance away, whispering the soothing sound of the waves.The pleasant sea breeze passed through the alley, blowing their hair.

Griffith shook his head: "It seems like a very important person, but I can't remember it."

"..."

Krista tripped over a pebble on the sidewalk and almost fell to the ground, sending the vegetables flying out of the paper bag.She quickly picked up the radish, checked to see if it was damaged, and then stabbed at the little sergeant: "I will give you a chance to reorganize the language."

Griffith shook his head helplessly.

At this time, a carriage turned around a corner not far away.The beautiful coat of arms on the car is an azure blue iris blooming with three blue-purple petals.He couldn't help but be attracted by the pattern, and then looked away.

When the carriage passed by, Griffith saw a blond girl looking at him.The azure blue eyes seemed to be talking, curious, concerned, and looking forward to it.

Who is she?
Griffith felt dizzy again.He was about to say something, but suddenly he felt a faint scent scratching the tip of his nose, and his petite body was nestled against his arm.

Christa leaned against him and asked softly:
"are you tired?"

"I don't know." Griffith shook his head.

"So, do you want to go back?" the girl asked again.

Where are you going?

(End of this chapter)