Chapter 1394 The right to choose
“Dora?”
Ji Xiaodao glanced at the person next to him with some surprise, who was just standing quietly in the middle of the shadow, with his ink-like pupils. The man, who was almost unfocused and seemed to be extremely indifferent to everything, asked curiously: "What did you call her for?"
As expected, she did not get an answer.
The girl, who had long been accustomed to this, just blinked, and then threw the "Hymn to Edeon" in her hand back to Mo, and smiled faintly when the other person casually stuffed it back into the bookshelf. He smiled, turned around and left the study.
There was never a day when getting along with this person was pleasant, but he never had any intention of leaving this dead and silent place...
Many times, Ji Xiaodao wondered why he stayed so firmly. Here, again, I am not welcomed by anyone.
Speaking of which, it was obvious that he was the first to appear by his side. Gavin, Merlin, Arthur, Osiris, and Dora were all latecomers. Among them, the NPCs were baptized by his power. , it seems that everyone is walking ahead of themselves, serving him with a fanatical mentality that is infinitely close to belief, and practicing the great cause that they cannot understand.
The two players, Jiawen and Meilin, always give Ji Xiaodao a strong feeling that they have been fellow travelers with Mo from the beginning, but they just happen to be in this game called Innocence. We just met each other in the world of games, and then we went on together naturally.
The only exception is myself.
I am not his fellow traveler, and his side is not my place.
I just don’t know why, but even so, I still want to accompany him on this road.
The indescribable power made Arthur and others willing to follow behind.
The intersection of roads allowed Gawen and Merlin to walk side by side with him.
He is not alone. It can even be said that with every step he takes, he becomes further and further away from the word "lonely".
But he longed for solitude, and this was the only thing he could feel.
Intuition tells him that as long as he wants to do something, it will eventually be achieved naturally. As long as it is what he desires, it will eventually fall into his hands.
In this way, he who longs for loneliness will eventually become a human being.
The NPCs bound by him cannot disobey his will.
The same goes for Jia Wen and others who are connected to him.
In this way...
Pushing open the study door, Ji Xiaodao took a deep breath of the dry and cold air in the courtyard and let out a silent sigh.
She stopped her thoughts and walked slowly into the sunshine, which was willing to treat everyone equally, but was extremely stingy towards the lonely figure in the study and refused to show any sympathy.
The moment she walked into the warmth, the study door was immediately driven by an invisible force and slammed shut.
If the sun that has grace spread all over the earth can also think, then it will probably breathe a sigh of relief at this time.
It's just that it didn't get mercy, because even if it is a natural phenomenon, it may not be innocent.
Mo, who was in front of the bookshelf, gently held up his mask and walked slowly to the bookcase, which was not filled with documents and information because the 'Sin Lord' was not in Troon. He raised his right hand and put it on the table. Slowly passing by -
Then, a complex, simple, three-dimensional, and strange chessboard shadow appeared in front of him.
"I know what I am doing..."
He murmured, walked to the left side of the chessboard and stood still, with an arc of unknown meaning at the corner of his mouth.
The next moment, the black throne suddenly rose from the last square on the left side of the chessboard. At the same time, a figure covered in black mist that even the light was distorted appeared on the throne. The eyes behind the mask were empty. And cold.
"I also know...what I am doing..."
After finishing speaking, a hazy halo gradually lit up at the end of the right side of the chessboard, and when the light dissipated At the same time, three golden figures also appeared in the air.
The priest, whose face was covered by a hood, with a cross hanging on his chest and a sacred scripture floating behind him, and whose face was invisible, was leaning over and staring at a sand table that was completely soaked in ink.
The fraudster roughly put a lute on his shoulder and held several masks in the other hand in front of his face. His eyes were full of madness and joy. The fraudster raised his chin arrogantly and looked carefree. I stared lazily at the small patch of gorgeous starry sky above my head.
Holding a gorgeous sword horizontally, with the wings on his back spread out like a shield, the guardian standing in the center of the war held his head high and his chest high, with thunderous anger flowing in his clear and peaceful vertical pupils.
"Those high-flying clowns will soon find their place."
In mid-air, a dazzling sun rose slowly, followed by a mist-like haze. Light, and around the hazy light, a deep darkness follows the shadow, the sound of the collision of gold coins lingers, and a series of strange images such as the virtual image of the scale, blood-colored pupils, ancient classics, and twisted words are intertwined above the chessboard.
“But they can’t change anything, just like their knees that were bent before they were taken into captivity.”
Below the vision, a total of twelve light pillars, six black and six white, rose, Among them, two white beams of light quickly condensed into entities. They were a bishop wearing a black robe and holding a huge staff, and a king wearing a crown and standing with a sword.
"Before the last moment comes, I still have enough time to make a move."
In front of the black throne, a rickety figure emerged from the shadow. It was an old man with a humble appearance, but just behind him The moment he appeared, the black mist on the chessboard suddenly surged several notches faster.
Immediately afterwards, another slim figure appeared near the middle boundary. Her face was blurred, and she was on the same line as the man opposite who had half of his face covered by a mask and smiled happily. , standing in confrontation.
The rotten dragon head poked out from the clouds and roared silently.
Weird nursery rhymes sounded erratically, and patches of tombstones were laid out.
On the other side, behind the fraudster dressed as a poet, a petite figure slowly raised his cane.
On the side of the priest, light and shadow interweave to create a beautiful outline.
A pair of snow-white wings spread slowly but surely behind the guardian's wings.
The chessboard gradually lost control and began to tremble uncontrollably——
The black wind was howling, and the core was a gorgeously designed ducal coat of arms.
The endless sand roared, and the mottled lances stood in front of the black throne.
A furious roar sounded, like the barking of dogs, the cry of eagles, the roar of wolves and the roar of dragons.
The originally orderly chessboard suddenly became chaotic.
And Mo's eyes fell on a slender knight standing in front of the priest who just appeared at the right end of the chessboard, holding a sword.
He narrowed his eyes slightly and thought about the question to which he had already figured out the answer.
The next moment, the door of the study room was knocked gently from the outside, and the chessboard on the table whose contents could not be seen clearly disappeared at the same time.
"Dora is here, do you want her to come in?"
Ji Xiaodao, who walked in directly after knocking on the door, looked at Mo standing by the table and asked lightly.
She did not close the door, but leaned sideways against the entrance to let in more of the warmth of the sun outside.
“No need.”
Mo shook his head and walked slowly towards the door. As a thin cloud covered the sun, he passed by Ji Xiaodao. Then he glanced at Dora who was standing in front of the study: "Go underground."
< br>"Yes, Your Excellency."
With smooth blond hair, a slightly pale complexion, and wearing a black knight armor, Dora Shika leaned over slightly, bowed to Mo and then felt very conscious Lead the way.
Ji Xiaodao also followed the two of them very naturally after closing the door of the study. Mo, who was walking behind Dora, was noncommittal about this.
In this way, the three of them quickly passed through the [Chaos Canopy] laid out by Mo himself and arrived below the Sin Lord's Mansion. At this moment, nearly 90% of the development has been completed, except for what Merlin requested. Outside the workshop, there is a complete underground palace area. Under Mo's instructions, Dora took the former directly to the training ground in the deepest part of the underground palace area. It was usually used by her and Ms. Silent Prayer for sparring. Occasionally, Mo would use it alone for a period of time. In that case, it was usually Ms. Silent Prayer accompanied him, and when she was there at the same time, except for the previous time when her power went out of control, this was the first time today.
“Silent Prayer.”
Standing in front of the entrance to the training ground, Mo called out softly.
“Yes.”
Ji Xiaodao, who lit the torches along the way, replied absently.
"Wait outside."
After saying a brief sentence, Mo opened the door and walked in. After Dora followed him in under his instruction, a black wall of light suddenly appeared in front of Ji. In front of Akatsuki, blocking the way between her and the practice ground.
"This person..."
Ms. Silence Prayer, who had always been expressionless, gritted her teeth, stamped her feet angrily, and then leaned helplessly against the cold stone wall next to her, a rare sight. He pouted and complained in a low voice: "I hate it."
……
At the same time, in the training ground
"Your Excellency..."
Dora, who was standing in the middle of the ground, glanced in the direction outside with some uneasiness, and asked in a low voice: "How do you do this? Is there something wrong with Ms. Silent Prayer being locked outside?”
“Is there something wrong?”
Mo did not ignore it at all as Dora expected. , just asked calmly, startling the latter who had no hope of hearing an answer.
Somewhat nervously, she stood at attention subconsciously. Dora was silent for two seconds before hesitatingly asked: "Isn't it a little bad? After all, Ms. Silent Prayer..."
"She was not in a good mood. "Important."
Mo interrupted Dora lightly and looked at the person in front of him who was wearing the special Sin-soaked Knight Armor. , the female knight carrying a black cross sword on her back: "If the Silent Prayer Society leaves this place because of depression or disappointment, it can be considered a good thing. After all, she has never been necessary."
I feel the same way. Ms. Silent Prayer was not suitable for Dora, who was slightly startled here, and then nodded silently without saying anything.
"Same for you."
Mo's sudden words shocked Dora.
"Your Excellency..."
"You should admit that Knight Dora Shika, from the time you came here until now, has been a dispensable existence, except Apart from taking up a little extra time and energy from Merlin and I, there is nothing left.”< br>
"Your Excellency, I..."
"I know that you want to do something. The reason why you have achieved nothing is just because there is no order from me. Therefore, Dora Xi Card Knight, I will now give you a choice.”
Mo raised his right hand, grabbed a black crystal out of thin air, and threw it to Dora, who looked a little confused: "This thing can absorb the power I gave you before and change you back to your previous self."
Dora's figure was shaken, and she looked down in disbelief at the piece of black crystal in her hand that shone with hazy light.
However, Mo did not give her time to think, but explained to himself: "There is no need to worry about unnecessary things, it just takes back the power I gave you before, and will not do anything to you. Your current body, strength, and realm will have no impact, and at the same time, it can also return your way of thinking to a time when it was normal. Do you still remember the difficult days you had before? During that time, This power has completely repaired your body, so even if it is recycled, it will not have any side effects and will only return your gradually contaminated soul to normal."
"Why?"
Dora looked at the man in front of her in confusion, frowned and said: "I thought the reason why you saved me was because you wanted me to..."
"That's right, become my chess piece."
The lower half of Mo Tan's exposed face showed no expression at all, and his voice was also so calm that it seemed unreal: "But didn't you reject Bai Bai?" Knight'? So you are of no use."
Dora asked subconsciously: "Then why don't you kill me?"
"Killing has always been a means, not an end. The only reason why it is widely used is just because it is very easy to use as a 'means'."
Mo seems to be extra patient today, even this I am happy to answer all kinds of boring questions: "There are too many useless people. I don't need to kill everyone, and you don't deserve such special treatment."
Dora nodded and fell into silence.
Finally, after nearly five minutes, she raised her head again and asked seriously: "You just said that you want to give me a choice, right?"
"No. Wrong."
"Then can I ask, what is my other choice besides giving up the power you gave me and leaving here?"
"Follow one wish and then , lose everything else.”
"Fulfill one wish and then lose everything else?"
"Yeah."
"Sorry, Sir, I don't understand..."
"I think so. . ”
Mo nodded noncommittally, then walked slowly in front of Dora, gently took off his mask, revealing the face that was similar to Mo Tan outside the game and the one inside the game. Hei Fan's identical face: "So, what now?"
Plop!
Although there had been some vague speculation in this regard before, at this moment, Dora Shika still knelt on the ground uncontrollably as if she had lost her strength.
"Hei...Commander Heifan..."
"Unfortunately, although you have picked up the sword again, you have forever lost the qualification to become that person's guardian knight. ”
“You... are not him...”
"At least it's not the 'him' you have in mind."
"Your Excellency..."
"Choose, Dora Shika, this is your only chance."
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"I would like..."
"I can give you some more time to think about it."
"No, Your Excellency, this is enough, Your Excellency."
"Draw your sword."
"What..."
"Twelve hours, Only by breaking through the [laws] I am about to leave behind and walking out of here alive will you be qualified to stand in front of me.”
“What if I don’t walk out of here alive?”
"Posthumous title."
"Yes!"
Chapter 1,350: End
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