Chapter 1337 The God of Death (End)
The wind and snow are getting stronger and stronger in this cold winter, and the heavy snow is almost blurring the figure. Alice is breathing white, and her little face is already red from the cold.
"I got the news that you were going to marry the Gripen Empire, so I came here to take you away. I didn't expect that you didn't want to marry yourself. Didn't I come at the right time?" Pyle Pan backhand He hung the Black Overlord on the buckle on his back, took out a bottle of strong liquor and drank heavily: "Do you want a sip?"
"I don't want..."
"Go on. "Pyle Pan didn't allow her to refuse, and he had already thrown the wine bottle.
Alice looked at the spout of the pot with residual wine juice, thinking about the heroic and heroic life of those mercenary thugs, and suddenly plucked up the courage to take a big sip.
This wine was extremely strong, even more powerful than Vodka. When Alice drank the strong wine into her throat, she only felt a cooling sensation, then a burning pain in her throat, which immediately made her cough. The bitter and astringent taste numbed her tongue and brought tears to her eyes. She didn't know what was in the wine.
Pyle Pan laughed loudly: "How does the wine taste?"
"It... really tastes bad." Alice's tongue was so numb that it was difficult to speak. Asked: "I have never drunk such a bad wine, cough Cough...cough cough..." Alice coughed many times in succession. When the wine entered her stomach, it immediately burned like a fire. Her face and neck were all red and her head was spinning. , and soon fell asleep drunkenly on the carriage.
Pyle Pan walked over and picked up his wine bottle and took another sip, sighing: "What is the bitterness of this wine compared to the bitterness of life?" He turned around and refused to leave. The maid of the princess who left said: "You go, the princess is mine."
"But..." The servants saw that the princess knew this rough man, but they were ordered to accompany the princess in marriage, so how could they abandon the princess so easily.
"If you don't leave, then I will." Pyle Pan put Alice on his shoulders, then walked into the carriage and found some valuable items to put on him. The maids looked at them and tried to stop them. Not daring to stop him, he could only watch him take Alice away.
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Alice woke up from dizziness. As soon as she opened her eyes, the alcohol in her stomach surged and she vomited out a mouthful of filth. The fire was burning and the damp branches made a crackling sound, and Alice found herself in a dilapidated hut.
"You are learning to be bold, but your ability to drink is still not good enough. You have been drunk for a whole day after just one sip of wine." Pyle Pan stirred the bonfire, and there were two skinned ones strung on the bonfire. Some small animal.
Alice looked around and asked: "Where am I? Where is my servant?"
"I have sent the servant away. Here...I don't know where it is, look. I picked up a wooden house and lived in it."
The dizzy Alice rubbed her forehead vigorously, patted her face, and asked, "Did you bring me here?"
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Pyle Pan doesn't answer nonsense.
“What did you bring me here for?”
Pyle Pan turned to look at her and said: "I rescued you, don't you want to marry that person?"
Alice crawled away from the dirty things she vomited, lowered her head and said : "I don't want to marry the Gripen King, but I am a princess. There are some things I don't want to do but I have to do."
"Huh, fart." Pyle Pan said with a tone full of contempt and disdain: "If people can't live according to their own wishes in this world, what's the point of living? They have to use some inexplicable methods. Is it okay to suppress yourself and make yourself feel uncomfortable?”
Alice An Ran said: "You make it simple, but some things cannot be done simply by thinking about it. I can't just think about myself and ignore my family. This is selfish."
"What are you doing?" I don’t know if you are not selfish. I only know that your father is the king and you are not. What he wants to do is his business. "What you don't want to do is your business. You Cro-Magnon people always like to make things too complicated." Pyle Pan added: "Besides being selfish, I can do whatever I like, just like that." If I want to accept you as my apprentice, you have to be my apprentice, even if you don’t want to do it.”
Alice wondered: "When did I agree to be your apprentice? I have a master, so I don't want you to be my master."
"Your master? Haha."
"You What are you laughing at?" Alice heard the contempt in his tone and became unhappy.
Pyle Pan smiled and said: "You did use this reason to reject me before, but now that Celeste Bingzhixie is dead and you have no master, of course I can ask you to be my apprentice again. .”
"My master is dead?" Alice was surprised at first, then raised her eyebrows and became angry: "What nonsense are you talking about? My master will not die. Master is the greatest magic in the world. Teacher.”
Pyle Pan said: "I don't want to argue with you. Even if he is great, great people will die sometimes. This is a fact. If you don't believe it, just read the newspaper." He said with his eyes. behind her.
The old news in the newspaper soon fell into Alice's eyes. Although it was hearsay, she had also heard about what happened in Dorentel that day in the palace. Many people had heard about it. , that is to say, there is indeed such a catastrophe. Seeing this, Alice's eyes became moist: "No, no, my master will not die. There must be a mistake in this newspaper, they are talking nonsense!"
Pyle Pan retorted: "If it is nonsense, why do you mention Celeste Bingzhixie by name? Is he famous? How many people know him? In the world There are so many famous people, so it’s not the publisher’s turn to use him to attract attention, right?”
Bing Zhixie is somewhat famous, but this fame is mainly spread among those government officials he has offended. In fact, he has not done any well-known events in the mercenary world. If he didn't have the title of one of the 7S, basically no one would know him.
After hearing this, Alice was stunned and shook her head desperately: "I don't believe it. I don't believe this kind of nonsense. I don't believe it no matter what you say."
"The fact that you don't believe it is not that you don't believe it, but that you refuse to believe it. The fact is the fact, and it can't be changed no matter how much you don't believe it."
Alice calmed down, thinking about what Pyle Pan said, He has no reason to lie to himself. Is the master really dead?
Pyle Pan added: "Celeste Bingzhixie is a magician. He can't teach you anything in terms of martial arts. What you really need is a master like me. Only I can teach you." You become a real strong person."
Alice raised her head and looked at him and said, "My master said. But my talent is mediocre, and my former magic master told me to give up. Why do you insist on accepting me as your apprentice?”
“What?” Pyle Pan laughed loudly: “Xilai. Ste Bingzhixie said you have mediocre talent? Hahahaha, what does he, an idiot, know?”
"You are not allowed to insult my master~!" Alice immediately became angry when she saw him scolding Bing Zhixie, and stared at him angrily with her almond-shaped eyes open.
Pyle Pan immediately changed his words: "I mean your master is a magician who studies magic. How can he understand the world of warriors? He thought he had read a few books about warriors and thought that he I understand very well. To put it bluntly, he is just a child." He looked up and down Alice's body and said: "Speaking of physical condition, you really don't seem to be a warrior, but fighting. The most important thing for a warrior is not to be born with a strong body, but to have a will. Your will is definitely very strong, but you just didn't show it because you were spoiled too much, otherwise you wouldn't be able to do it in a short period of time. Although you haven't learned it completely yet, it is proof of your talent."
"Am I really talented?" Alice still didn't believe it.
"Be more confident." Pyle Pan said: "I am a warrior. Aren't my words more authoritative than Bing Zhixie's words?" "Huh~!" Alice was unhappy: "I only believe in Master's words. Everything Master says is right. He said that I have no talent. I just don't have talent. I don't want to believe you."
"You..." Pyle Pan snorted angrily.
"Why don't you speak?" Alice asked.
Pyle Pan still snorted, sulking and refusing to speak.
Alice smiled widely: "Stingy, a grown man is still angry with a little girl like me. It turns out that the anger of a soldier is stingy."
"You... ...You have to make me angry~”
Alice immediately retorted: "You insisted on saying that my master is not good, so I deliberately made you angry, so it is your fault."
"My fault?" Pyle Pan said angrily : "What I said is the truth, what's wrong?"
Alice also loudly accused: "You are wrong to say that my master is wrong!"
"It's obviously your fault."
"Fart...fart, it's your fault!" No, no, no, it’s just wrong.”
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The two of them were so noisy that they were breathless, and neither of them stared at the other in disapproval.
Alice suddenly laughed: "You are so old, and you still quarrel like a child."
Pyle Pan snorted: "I was very young to begin with, but He looks a bit older.”
Alice curled her lips and said, “Tch, he’s obviously an uncle.”
Pyle Pan said: "I quarreled because I was happy. If it were someone else, I would be too lazy to quarrel with him."
Alice was surprised: "There are still people who quarrel because of happiness?"< br>
“Yes, after the quarrel, did you feel much happier? You are no longer as sad as before. "
"You..." Alice trembled in her heart and lowered her head: "You are trying to relieve my mood."
Pyle Pan said: "I think. If you are in a bad mood, you should vent it out, otherwise it will get worse if you hold it in your heart. ”
"Do you really want to accept me as your apprentice?"
"Is it possible that I traveled thousands of miles here just to quarrel with you?"
Alice asked: "I really Are you very talented as a warrior?"
Pale Pan said definitely: "Only I want you to go through hellish training with me, and I guarantee that your strength will improve by leaps and bounds within three years.”
Alice hesitated for a while, then gritted her teeth and made up her mind: “Okay, I’ll go with you. . I must become stronger and avenge my master!”
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In a prosperous village of Saint Vicoia, a bloody murderous storm is taking place here.
"Ah...you..."
There was blood on the ground. A frightened villager kicked his legs and tried to back away, but as soon as he touched it, he found a corpse with pierced intestines and a rotten belly. , and then another baby with his head cut off. The horror, blood, corpses, and the disaster that the entire village had suffered weighed heavily on the heart of this last man.
Linda walked forward step by step. The dark blood sickle was full of the smell of murder. Her long hair was flying wildly. The curse mark of Long Ling Death shone on her body with an evil light. She The whole body is filled with a purple-black aura, and the eyes reveal a deep and cold evil, like a god of death, losing his humanity and annihilating his rationality!
The sickle rotated and whipped an unconscious female corpse, splashing blood on her half-naked skin, the bright red stimulating the evil in her heart even more!
"Death~!"
A ghostly voice sounded from the bottom of her heart, coming from Linda's mouth. It was completely different from her previous tone, as if the god of death came from the underworld, harvesting With every touch of blood and life.
"Hahahahahahaha..." The evil smile made Long Ling·Death's curse seal brighter and brighter, and the evil spirit shrouded the entire space in darkness. And she, like a purposeless devil, smells the smell of life and moves towards the next village.
The god of death brought mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and the devil brought disasters of sin. Under the death curse, Linda's path became a river of blood, and all living beings were destroyed, just to vent the deepest feelings in her heart. pain.
The seventeenth town has also become a resentful spirit under the Death Scythe, and no one can stop her now. Finally, on the way to the 18th Killing Fields, the curse mark of Long Ling and Death on her body finally dimmed, and the evil dark purple aura of Xie Pei gradually disappeared. However...
However, Linda, who had been slaughtering the whole day due to excessive grief, changed her expression. She was no longer sad because of sadness, and she no longer felt the pain of death. She suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed: "Love...love is just a joke for pathetic people to comfort themselves. I, Waller Linda, don't need love and affection anymore~! Hahahahahaha..."
Laughing like crazy, marked the end of this volume, and also shed Linda's last tear of love...
Long Ling·Death - the God of Death: one uses ruthlessness, and the other uses annihilation of desire , Three uses of death heart, so far inhuman.
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The end of the eighth volume, the end of the first episode, to be continued...
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