Deicide Learning In A Psychiatric Hospital

Chapter 2012: Polluted dreams

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Fengdu.

In the dark and dim hall, the ancient and heavy door was slowly opened.

A figure wearing a dark red cloak stood outside the door. After a moment, he walked into the hall cautiously...

He walked through the hall filled with armor, raised his fingertips lightly, recited a poem, and a ray of fire illuminated a corner of the hall.

He frowned as he looked at the armors covered with scars, as if he was wondering about something. Then he looked into the depths of the hall, where an ancient coffin with a red background and black patterns was lying quietly on a stone platform.

He walked up to the coffin and observed it carefully. At this moment, a muffled sound came from the coffin!

Boom!

The dark red figure was startled and immediately grasped the hilt of the knife, his eyes full of vigilance.

He tried to stay away from the coffin, but the farther he went, the more noises came from the coffin, as if someone inside was trying to keep him.

After hesitating for a long time, a look of determination emerged in his eyes. He simply walked directly to the coffin and opened it with force!

"My strength is as great as the mountains and my courage is as overwhelming as the world!!"

As a line of poetry sounded, the coffin lid was lifted up abruptly. He vaguely saw a figure in a blue Han robe inside it, and was suddenly startled.

The next moment, three hundred men in bronze armor drew their swords at the same time and charged towards him!

His eyes focused and he immediately drew his sword to fight with them. At this moment, the dark blue figure quickly rushed out of the coffin and used its body to block the dark red figure. All the bronze armors immediately stopped moving!

"… retreat!"

As a vague syllable came out of her throat, all the bronze armor returned to the wooden frame, as if everything before was an illusion.

"Who are you?" The dark red figure sheathed the straight knife, looked at the dark blue figure, and asked in a deep voice.

The girl in blue turned around and stared at the familiar face. In a trance, she seemed to be back in the world full of red satin. The voices engraved in her memories sounded again:

[Kalan… I found it! I found it!!]

[I didn’t break my promise! I said I would marry you, and I will! ]

[What if the underworld is my hall? What if the coffin is my matchmaker?! I have walked through half of the city, and everywhere is filled with fame and wealth, and I have not found any trace of love... Perhaps only this underworld is the destination of all love! ]

[Whether it is a marriage in the living or a marriage in the underworld... Today, you and I will get married in this underworld palace...!!]

Same place, same coffin, same them...

It's just, starting over again.

She opened her lips, as if she wanted to say something to the figure in front of her.

In the end, she just grabbed his palm and used her fingertips to carefully write two words in his hand:

—Kalan.

"... After all, it is something that symbolizes our team's image... This is too ugly."

"… "

"Fuck you, [Zhanbai]! The Fifth Reserve... Everyone draw your swords!!!"

"… "

"If we don't come back, then forget it. If we come back... then we will be the fifth special team of Daxia."

"… "

“I just want the people I cherish to be safe under this night, and the people I hate to be annihilated. I want our fate to be in our own hands, and we want to be invincible... Our name is, [Night].”

"… "

"Hello, all the supporters of theocracy. We are... Blasphemers."

"… "

"Takishiro, watch this... Pure kindness cannot save this world. Only fear can stop war."

"… "

"If you want to destroy this monument... kill me first!!"

"… "

"I, Lin Qiye, swear before all the people of Daxia that if the dark night finally comes..."

"… "

"Ah Jin, did you see that... the peace and prosperity you left for Da Xia... I, your brother, have preserved it."

"… "

In the dim ward, Lin Qiye's voice fell, and his body shook slightly, like a person falling in a dream. After a moment, his eyes slowly opened.

At this moment, the little boy who had been standing at the edge of the room suddenly opened his eyes!

He stepped on the light and came to Lin Qiye in the dark room. His eyes stared at Lin Qiye, as if he was trying to identify whether this suddenly awakened soul was the consciousness of the fifth universe... or Azathoth.

"Who are you?" the little boy asked in a deep voice.

Half asleep and half awake, Lin Qiye sat up as if sleepwalking, motionless.

"Who are you?" the little boy asked again.

Lin Qiye, who was sleepwalking, spoke subconsciously: "I am Lin Qiye..."

Hearing this answer, the little boy's expression relaxed a little, but he seemed to have thought of something and shook his head.

"wrong… "

"Where is wrong?"

"you are not me."

The little boy finished speaking and pressed his palm on Lin Qiye's forehead. The latter fell straight on the bed and fell asleep again...

After this, the little boy continued to return to the edge of the room.

Time passed by minute by minute, and Lin Qiye's whispers continued on the hospital bed... The battle of Chennan Pass, the battle of the moon, the destruction of Olympus, the announcement of the night watchman to the world, the death battle in Beibin City, and returning from the depths of the universe...

The dream was coming to an end, and he seemed to be waking up from it soon.

At this moment, Chaos, who was lying straight in the corridor and should have been unconscious, slowly opened his eyes...

A strange scarlet color occupied His pupils.

At this moment, the little boy seemed to have realized something, with a hint of shock in his eyes. He rushed out of the ward. At this moment, [Chaos] was already standing in the corridor, and the strange red color almost covered the entire corridor.

"Azathoth?" The little boy felt the surging breath and his pupils shrank slightly. "How is this possible?"

Logically speaking, Chaos's consciousness entered the dream along with Lin Qiye, so the body outside couldn't move...

[Chaos] stood in place, his red eyes were lifeless, he was like a walking corpse, only the most primitive and pure murderous intent filled the hospital.

The little boy gritted his teeth and rushed towards Chaos quickly, leaving an afterimage with his fist, heading straight for His face!

boom!

[Chaos]grabbed the little boy's fist firmly, and a strange light emerged from his empty eyes...

The next moment, a strange red light like a tide climbed up the little boy's body at an alarming speed, and the latter immediately let out a scream!

At the same time, Lin Qiye, who was sleeping on the hospital bed, began to tremble subconsciously!

The miniature of the dream floating above him was eroded bit by bit by a strange red light. Dense cracks covered it, and faint roars came from it, completely falling into madness and disorder.

Lin Qiye, lying on the hospital bed, suddenly opened his eyes, and an unprecedented pain filled his mind!

“Azathoth!!”