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Chapter 229 Baird's Last Moments

The guard watched all this in disbelief.

His hands and feet were shaking, and cold sweat dripped from his neck.

In those poems, in the mouths of those bards, in the noisy taverns, big and small, Baird's name is like a brilliant sun, people can't move their eyes and are deeply attracted.

Yet here, in this untrodden courtyard,
The hero Baird, praised by thousands of people, was actually talking to himself in front of the two mummified corpses!
And Baird's expression was normal, he didn't seem to notice that these were two mummy corpses, he was talking and laughing, talking about the journey and the hardships along the way.

"what on earth is it?"

The guard was terrified in his heart, he couldn't believe what he saw.

He would rather be under the illusion.

But everything is so real, there is no trace of illusion at all.

"That's good. I have to go in, I have found the treasure that can wake her up."

Baird said softly, in his eyes, the old man smiled slightly, looked at him with relief, and sent him blessings.

The old man said that he was very lucky to have such a son-in-law.

Baird just smiled and didn't say anything. He looked into the courtyard, feeling a little impatient.

For today, he devoted almost his entire life, just to wake up his sweetheart, she has been sleeping, and she has been sleeping for many, many years.

Baird stood up slowly, the sun shone on his body, casting a tall shadow, the guards watched as Baird left the two mummies, and walked slowly towards the dilapidated and gloomy room with the shabby curtains hanging among.

"Where is he going. What is, what does he want to do?"

The guard looked at Baird holding the stone box and walked towards the dilapidated and gloomy room step by step, and said in his heart.

He didn't know that in Baird's eyes, it was a boudoir with beaded curtains and burning spices, where the hero's lover slept on a bed covered with white lily petals, with his hands folded and his eyes closed , waiting for the curse to be broken.

As Baird's figure got closer and closer, an ominous premonition descended on the guard's heart like an apocalypse. His breathing was short, and he vaguely realized that the admirable hero was heading towards the final end, and a terrible scene was about to come. .

The guard opened his mouth, eager to make an overwhelming sound that would stop the hero.

However, a mysterious force blocked the guard's mouth, preventing him from making a single sound.

The guard saw a blank in front of his eyes, and then fainted involuntarily.

Baird pushed aside the curtain and walked into the boudoir burning with spices.

A stunningly beautiful woman was lying on a soft goose feather bed, covered with white lily petals everywhere, and rich spices were burning in the boudoir, and Baird looked at his sweetheart.

The woman's posture is quiet, her hands are folded on her soft abdomen, her eyes are closed, and she maintains a sleeping posture.

"You are still so beautiful."

Baird murmured as he stroked the ends of her hair,
"Time seems to be frozen on you."

After so many years, even the hero has grown a few strands of gray hair, but perhaps due to the strange magic power of the curse, his sweetheart is exactly the same as ten years ago, without any change.

Even Baird was amazed by the magic power of the curse.

After staring at it for a while, Baird took a deep breath, put the stone box in the woman's hand, and opened it gently.

The brilliant and gorgeous gemstones from the sky, its brilliance comes out of the stone box and reappears in this world.

Immediately afterwards, the brilliance of the gemstone became bigger and brighter, emitting a radiance as intense as the sun. Baird couldn't help closing his eyes and raising his hand to block the terrible glare.

For a moment, the entire room was reflected in a vast expanse of whiteness.

When the glare slowly faded away, Baird looked at everything in front of him excitedly.

In his eyes, the sweetheart on the bed slowly opened his bright eyes, looking at everything in front of him curiously and docilely.

"You're awake... You're finally awake!"

Baird said tremblingly.

The woman held the gemstone, she turned to Baird and smiled.

Her lips squirmed, softly uttering the words that Baird had been waiting for.

The voice fell on the hero's ears.

"I love you too."

Baird said softly.

Then, tears welled up uncontrollably.

For the love in front of me, I almost devoted my whole life,
But fortunately, I finally waited until today.

Endless happiness awaits him from today onwards.

Step on, step on.

There were footsteps outside the room.

The sound of footsteps was mixed with the sound of sharp claws rubbing against the ground.

Baird slowly raised his head and turned around.

He will not forget the footsteps, which came from Ndola.

Baird realized that the three bets with the Dragon God were also coming to an end.

"wait for me."

Baird said softly.

The woman smiled at him understandingly.

The hero got up and left the boudoir of his sweetheart.

Pushing aside the curtain, Baird saw Ndola in the form of a dragon.

A heavy breath gushed out of his nostrils, and he sneered at all the sights in front of him.

"Endola, great dragon god, I have fulfilled my bet."

Ndola's dragon-like pupils stared at the hero praised by all, and he said nothing.

"The first bet was to hunt an earth dragon alone, and I fulfilled the promise, and this dragon skin is proof.

The second bet is to conquer a kingdom, and I can't count how many kings prostrate in the battleground. "

Having said that, Baird turned his eyes sideways and looked towards the boudoir,

"The third bet is to let me enjoy all the pleasures of this world. Whether it is the cheapest bet or the noblest love, I have now enjoyed it."

After pondering for a while, Ndola pronounced:
"You did fulfill our bet,

Achieve a great legend that belongs to you alone.

Let the bet come true now, and I will give you a gift you never had before. "

Baird nodded slightly, but at this moment, he felt calm.

The dragon god Ndola raised his hand and stroked it out of thin air, as if tearing something with his sharp claws.

Baird looked straight at Ndola, waiting for the god's gift.

After a while, his pupils shrank sharply.

The blood on his face quickly receded, becoming extremely pale.

As the sharp claws tore the illusions out of thin air, the dilapidated and rotten courtyard was slowly revealed. Sitting on the stone chair and leaning against the wall, it was not the father-in-law and the maid, but two dry corpses!
Baird froze, this hero praised by thousands of people, every inch of his skin was covered with goosebumps.

"You, you are..."

A trembling voice escaped from his throat.

"Reveal the truth, Baird."

Looking at this mortal hero, Ndola couldn't help showing a trace of pity in her eyes,

"Your lover has long since died of illness, and Slyer has created the illusion of sleeping for you."

Ndola's claws never stopped, and the speed at which he shredded the illusion accelerated.

The goodness of the past, in the hands of the gods, is shattered little by little.

"No, impossible! The father-in-law I saw! What I saw..."

Baird's legs trembled, he froze completely, and shouted.

"Those are just two corpses that he randomly found."

Ndola once again revealed the truth for him.

Baird's shoulders kept shaking, the truth was like a knife, scraping the blood from his heart little by little.

His intuition from years of fighting told him that the scene in front of him was the truth.

He raised his head and watched all this in astonishment.

The beauty no longer exists, and there is only dilapidation everywhere.

Right now,

He suddenly woke up.

cursed in

Never been my sweetheart,
but myself!
Baird suddenly thought of something, his body burst out with blue veins, and he suddenly struggled to move his feet on the ground.

He rushed to the dilapidated and gloomy boudoir, like a thirsty camel rushing to the spring in the desert.

But the springs in the desert are nothing but mirages.

On the rotten bed, there was just another dry corpse, only the gem in her hand was still shining.

Baird fell to his knees, the hero crushed.

"I've given... my whole life, but what have I... got?"

Once he embarked on a journey full of expectations, just to wake up his sweetheart and complete the three bets with the gods.

For this reason, he flexed his muscles in the war, and his stories were compiled into poems and sung by countless bards.

But... everything is over, turned into an uncapturable cloud of smoke in the illusion.

heavenly gems,

But a gem that gives people an illusion.

After the illusion of his sweetheart waking up was shattered, Baird saw nothing but nothingness.

Nothing, nothing.

This,

Just something he never had.

"Let me die."

Baird's eyes gradually lost their brilliance, and he whispered.

"Mortal, I respect you and am willing to grant your wish."

The voice fell,

In an instant, the sharp dragon claws shattered Baird's heart.

As the body of the hero in the dragon's skin falls,

In this land, there will never be another hero like Baird.

So far,

All three prophecies must be confirmed.

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Baird's soul left this earthly world and drifted towards the top of the mountain.

Nakbet, the god of death, noticed the hero's soul in time. He marveled at the hero's strength, and was stunned at the lifelessness of the soul.

Nakbet didn't think too much, and led this dead soul to the Netherland.

For some reason, after Nakbet put the soul on the great plain of the good and the hero, the gentle god of death looked at the soul like a walking corpse, and he recognized the identity of this person.

Baird, who used to be a hero among heroes, was so heartbroken at this moment that he couldn't die anymore.

Reaper stared suspiciously at Baird, who was motionless, insensitive, like a mummy.

The state of the soul is different from the state of the physical body. People in the state of the soul will quickly weaken their perception of the outside world. Without deep obsession and strong will, they will be like walking dead.

In the Great Plains, most of the good people and heroes have strong wills and deep obsessions, and are generally far more awake than other souls.

However, Baird showed a more numb soul than other ordinary people.

After looking at it for a long time, the Grim Reaper felt that, apart from being more numb, there seemed to be nothing worth paying attention to in Baird's soul.

But for some reason, from the first time he saw Baird, Nakbet had a strange premonition for no reason.

That premonition was vague and unrealistic.

After contemplating, Nakbet still shook his head and muttered in a voice he could hear:

"What are you thinking, Nakbet...

No one can leave here, no one can leave this nether place. "

(End of this chapter)