Chapter 1347 Talos’s Preview
“You mean, he is not the incarnation of the Emperor?”
Kayon did not answer Talos immediately, but looked at Soshyan, Then he said:
"Is it true? Only Soshyan knows best."
Soshyan only replied to Kayan.
"He took away Brother Said's mask."
Kayon raised his eyebrows, his expression was very surprised, but then he calmed down.
"There's nothing we can do about it."
At this time, the crew members also returned to normal. They were sitting in their chairs at a loss, watching the three space warriors talking about something. Incomprehensible words.
However, some people still showed discomfort due to the abnormality just now. Coughing and vomiting were the most common reactions. The bridge was a bit messy for a while.
Soshyan glanced around, and then ordered:
"A temporary shift change, everyone goes back to rest."
Soon, the original crew evacuated the bridge, and The new crew hadn't arrived yet, so there were only three people left on the bridge.
“Soshyan, what just happened?”
Talos also noticed the porcelain cup in Soshyan’s hand, but he remembered that Soshyan had not left the bridge. Why? Suddenly there is this thing.
Soshyan didn't know how to answer, so he just handed the white blue and white porcelain cup to Talos for his own observation, and then said:
"He took me to a place called Thunder Stone Church and told me a lot. It’s hard to understand.”
“This cup has a bit of an ancient Terra style.”
At this time, Talos also saw something, raised the blue and white porcelain cup and said with a frown.
“I accidentally saw something similar in the palace of the original body. It is said that it was given to the original body by Malcador when he first went to Terra after returning to the empire. It was a set of tea sets, but the style It’s not the same as this.”
Instead, Khayon was more interested in Soshyan's conversation with the Bewildered One.
“What did it say to you?”
“It didn’t say anything.”
Faced with Soshiyang’s tight-lipped attitude, Kayan could only raise his eyebrows , but did not say anything further. Talos put the cup on the table aside, looked at the darkness outside the observation window, and whispered:
"I feel that this trip is not easy. I just went out. It didn’t take long for this to happen——”
Before he could finish his words, his vision suddenly blurred, and he saw a nightmarish city burning with green flames, and a group of vague-looking creatures wandering on the messy streets, laughing and vomiting filth.
“Well——”
Accompanying the preview was a spoiler that nearly cracked his head, as if thousands of needles were piercing his cerebral cortex.
Taros staggered and almost slipped to the ground, and then four arms grabbed his shoulders and arms at the same time.
"Talos! What's wrong with you! Talos!"
"He should have had another vision! I'll inject him with a sedative first."
"The sedative is useless! Khayon, there is medicine prepared for him by Valier in the medical cabin!"
>"Then take him over quickly."
In the distant voices of Soshyan and Khayon, Talos fell into a corrupt world, and a giant with armor all over its body was flapping the insect wings behind it. , holding a huge sickle in his hand.
“Mo——”
After uttering one syllable, Talos fainted completely.
At this time, the replacement crew also came to the bridge, only to see the demigod masters carrying a demigod away in a hurry. With doubts, they took over the work and continued to sail the Lost Words. Navigating the webway.
And just behind the Lost Words, a golden light spot was flying rapidly, but stopped suddenly in the middle.
In the dark webway, a figure hung in mid-air. Its face was also covered with a shining golden mask, but the mask was engraved with a face screaming in pain, with wide eyes. The mouth was wide, showing neat teeth - it was like a person's death screams were fixed alive in the metal, and the white priest's robe in the style of the state church on his body was shrouded in a layer of golden light. Right in front of it, a bone flute hung in the air, blocking the man's way.
"Confused, why are you here!"
The voice under the mask of pain is both hoarse and elegant, like a duet of two harmonies, with a little anger in the tone.
"Entrusted by others."
"How do you know this route? Who told you! This is not your business!"
"Song "Moreover, have you forgotten the meaning of my existence? I am trying every means to prove your mistakes. I am confused and doubtful. There is nothing beyond my control."
Hearing these words, the golden priest stretched out his bony hand wrapped in silk gloves, pointed at the other person and yelled:
"It has been ten thousand years, but you have never been able to prove that our method is wrong! Let's "Open!"
The man known as the singer rushed forward, but the Bewitcher suddenly appeared behind him, held his shoulders, and then threw him back with a strong force. original location.
"At least this time, I can prove that you are wrong."
The singer's robes rippled in the void, stabilized his figure, and hissed:
"What?"
"Emotions are not all human shortcomings. Sometimes they can also allow people to create incredible miracles. If he can accomplish this, wouldn't it be a miracle."
"Nonsense! Get out of the way, I don't have time to argue with you."
"If you can convince me, I will turn around and leave immediately. If you plan to use violence, then I will just Can——"
In an instant, the dazzling golden light illuminated the entire area.
"Fight violence with violence."
Looking at the looming golden claws on the opponent's hand, the singer made a sound of gnashing teeth under his mask. The same claws also appeared on his arms, and the entire outline also changed. Shining brighter and brighter, like a cold golden sun at noon.
As for the Bewitcher opposite him, the light is softer, more like the setting sun at dusk.
But the next words of the bewitcher made the singer give up the plan of using force.
"Remind me, singer, the power of Said has returned to me. You have no chance of winning, and we will both lose."
The singer stood there in silence, and the Bewitcher then smiled and said:
"Well, don't waste your time. If you leave for too long and Chaos notices it, Star Torch may be in trouble."
Finally, the singer snorted, turned around and disappeared.
The Bewitcher then shook his head.
“A lie repeated a thousand times is still a lie. Why don’t you understand? It was in the past and it is now. Do you still plan to do this in the future?”
The moment he turned around, the Webway disappeared and the Bewitcher returned to the church known as Thunderstone.
At this time, all the candles in the church had been extinguished. The Bewitcher picked up the match on the altar and struck it lightly. The warm firelight illuminated his cold mask.
At this moment, the door suddenly opened again, and a tall figure walked in despite the wind and rain. His heavy steps even made the surrounding benches shake slightly.
The Beguiler, who was relighting the candle with a match, saw the match blown out by the strong wind. He turned around, looked at the intruder standing at the dark entrance of the door, and said softly:
"It seems you have made up your mind?"
After the other party let out a low hum, the Bewitcher let out a weak sigh.
"Yes, he is your brother after all, so go ahead."
The other party snorted again, turned around and left the church, striding into the violent storm.
(End of this chapter)