The bright sunlight shines on the giant rock, and the surface of the giant rock reflects a transparent white light, making the words engraved on it more clear.
The first prince who was obsessed with martial arts was sitting in front of the boulder as before.
In front of him lay a scimitar, its shining golden blade shrouding the surroundings in a golden light.
There was no one around the giant rock. When the first prince was practicing martial arts, it had almost become a rule in the city in the clouds not to let anyone disturb him.
However, the attendants guarding the outside did not prevent Enleco from entering, because everyone here knew that the new weapon-making master was the only exception.
He is not only the closest friend of the first prince, but also the mentor who made the prince's martial arts achieve significant breakthroughs.
In fact, the First Prince's martial arts had stagnated for a long time before this, which troubled him quite a bit and greatly increased the possibility of him running away from home.
To everyone in the Cloud City, Queen Cecelia and her family have extremely bad records. A person with this extremely outstanding and somewhat unruly bloodline may slip out of the Cloud City if he is not careful.
Because of this, the First Prince was able to practice martial arts with peace of mind, which made his attendants feel more happy and at ease than anything else.
It was also for this reason that the new Mr. Le Creuse became the most popular character.
Entering through a small door, Enleco saw Prince Dark from a distance. With his legs crossed together, one hand holding his cheek, and the other hand holding the scimitar tightly, the prince was thinking hard.
Enleco could completely guess what he was thinking. From the first day when he saw Prince Dark's martial arts in the palace, Enleco already knew what he lacked.
The footprints on the ground are undoubtedly a clue to His Highness the Prince, but they are far from being a pointer.
Relying on this clue alone, it is impossible to get a full picture of Tomur's martial arts. What's more, Prince Dark took the wrong path as soon as he came up. His martial arts were completely opposite to Tomur's martial arts.
"Do you have any clues?" Enleco asked.
The sudden voice startled the prince.
When he saw clearly that the good friend he had just met arrived, a smile as bright as the sun suddenly appeared on his face.
"Hello, my closest friend, my sister didn't make excessive demands on you. If she offends you, just tell me. As the eldest son, I still have a little power to restrain all my father's children. Including my unique sister." Prince Dark said with a smile.
"No, in my opinion, Princess Angeli is an angel. Her heart is full of kindness and sincerity. Her character is as pure as a transparent crystal, but she has a toughness stronger than steel. "Enleco said, he slowly sat down and sat in front of Dak.
"Oh - you don't need to compliment her like that. I know very well what kind of character she is. When she was a child, she caused everyone trouble. Plus, there is that annoying little thing beside her."
At this point, the prince suddenly leaned forward and asked: "By the way, that little thing didn't play tricks on you, did she? Her bad temper is quite rare. If it were me, I would hide as far away as possible, but You might not be so lucky."
With that said, Dak sighed and patted Enleco on the shoulder.
Enleco shook his head and smiled bitterly. Regarding the little thing, it was obvious that he was no different from the good friend in front of him. The little thing was obviously not a miracle worthy of praise by the gods.
"By the way, your sister asked me to do something."
"If you think the request is too much, I can help you refuse. That little girl at least listens to me." Prince Dark interrupted Enleco's words and interjected.
Enleco smiled and said, "She wants me to give you some pointers on martial arts."
Prince Dark looked at his new good friend in surprise, but he definitely did not think that his friend was joking, nor did he think that his sister was joking.
"Le Cres, my good friend, are you a warrior?" Prince Dark squeezed Enleco's shoulder. Although it was very elastic, it was obviously not strong enough. Because of this, His Highness the Prince obviously I couldn't believe what he said.
"Facts speak louder than words. Let's compete first and then talk after we determine our respective strengths." Enleco said with a smile.
When he said these words, Enleco suddenly felt a feeling of being full of confidence and at the same time eager to teach his skills to others.
The figures of the two people flashed through his mind.
One of them is the great magician MacCallum who gave him guidance when he first embarked on this journey. It was this respectable elder who truly led him to a path of exploring the true meaning of magic. path of.
The other one is the magician Mados, the descendant of Hades, who has opened up a wider world for himself, which is far beyond the world of magic.
The first prince obviously didn't know what Enleco was thinking in his mind, but he could feel the confidence exuded by his good friend.
This confidence obviously added to Enleco's mystery in the heart of the prince.
"Okay, I'm eager to see the martial arts of the Kingdom of Laiding! Laiding has always been the holy land I've longed for." The prince used his legs and jumped up suddenly.
This seemingly ordinary move at first glance just shows how solid his Kung Fu foundation is. Without excellent waist and leg strength, he would not be able to do this at all. Similarly, if the flexibility is not good, the movements will appear stiff. And it's likely to hurt your muscles and bones.
Enleco knew that he did not have this ability, so he stood up slowly.
"That may disappoint you. My martial arts skills do not come from the Kingdom of Leiding." Enleco said with a smile, and he slowly untied the whip tied around his waist.
The whip shot out and stretched forward as if it were a fishing rod. The nearly one meter long part was very straight with only a slight curvature. The second half became slender along with the tip of the whip. And slowly fell down.
To Enleco's expectation, the prince shook his head repeatedly and said: "No, no, I won't fight you. This is a thing to whip my wife."
With that, he glanced at Enleco and said: "I believe you didn't mean to humiliate me. This thing was given to you by the little girl in your room. You don't know that in Montita, everyone After a woman falls in love with someone, she will make such a whip. This whip symbolizes husband's power and also expresses the woman's willingness to absolutely submit to the man's control.
If the beloved man accepts the whip, according to you Leding people, he has entered into a marriage covenant. However, for the Montita people, there is a slight difference. The consciousness of accepting the whip is closer to marriage, only However, the wedding must wait until after the coming of age ceremony. "
Hearing these words, Enleco opened his mouth blankly. He had nothing to say. Now he could only pray that the Montita Kingdom also had a great elder who could dominate everything.
Enleco felt more and more headache. This thing was terrible for him, definitely no less than the time he touched Xiannu's ear in the song.
Enleco secretly made up his mind. From now on, whenever he goes to a place he has never been to, the first important thing to do is to ask about any local methods of marriage proposal that are unknown to him.
Getting this wrong is probably the worst thing that can happen.
The prince looked at his good friend's dazed look and found it quite interesting. He smiled and said: "I must warn you, in Montita, regretting a marriage is absolutely not allowed. The girl's tribe will take this as a huge blow." My father will even tell you how serious a crime it is to regret your marriage, and he will definitely explain the words in the code to you in detail, word for word."
Enleco pressed his temples and shook his head repeatedly. This incident really made him feel miserable. He felt as if he had stretched his neck into the gallows.
What made him even more horrified was that at the other end of the gallows stood three women, Chrissy, Xiling and Fianna. Enleco even seemed to see that they had tightened the rope, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth. Prepare to hoist yourself high.
"Are you still in the mood to compete with me now?" the prince said with a smile.
Enleco patted his cheek and drove away all those random thoughts.
Now that trouble has occurred, the only thing to do is to solve the trouble. Whether it is running away again, trying to break off the engagement, or asking Chris to accept the little girl who has caused trouble, there is always a way to solve the trouble. .
But what needs to be done now is to give this prince some guidance on martial arts.
For some reason, Enleco felt that he could not refuse Princess Angeli's request.
So far, An Qili's request has been somewhat difficult and even painful for him.
The first request made him have to suffer the acupuncture-like pain of sacred magic all the time, and all of this was for An Qili's kind heart.
Enleco never thought that he was so noble, otherwise the evil monster would not choose him and lurk deep in his soul.
And when he was in Chengdaville, it had been proved that if Bertina hadn't been by his side, he would have only stayed there for a short time. At most, he would have only asked the county governor to take care of Xiaoyun and her family.
It is undeniable that after experiencing a series of events in Chengdaville, especially the death of his father, which shocked his soul, Enleco knew more or less about benevolence and dedication.
As Bertina said, this is the most valuable asset that Dakto has left in the world.
However, Enleco knew very clearly that he was far from noble enough to stand in the midst of sacred magic in pain for the suffering of others.
In addition to Chris's order, what made him do this was more because of An Qili.
Many parts of her body reminded Enleco of Father Dakto unconsciously.
Completely different from Bertina's illusory dream, which was based on illusory benevolence, Dakto also had his own dream - an extremely beautiful world.
However, Dakto's father has personally experienced the darkness and cruelty of this world, so his dream is not illusory and far-fetched.
In fact, during the period before his death, he was following his dreams all the time, building hospitals, theaters, and creating and maintaining Freemasonry step by step. It can be said that Chengdaville is now quite close to the ideal world in Dad's mind.
The same is obviously true for Angeli. She is very aware of the suffering of the Montita people, and she also has an ideal world in her heart.
The only regret is that she hasn't found anyone who can help her realize her ideal.
Enleco felt quite ashamed about this incident, because he was right next to An Qili, but he was hiding his true identity like a turtle.
Perhaps because of these reasons, Enleco tried his best to fulfill all Angeli's requests.
In fact, these are the only two requests Angeli has made so far.
How could Enleco disappoint An Qili
He waved his hand and said: "I think this is not enough to make me completely lose my fighting spirit. The only regret is that if I don't use this weapon, you may not be able to see my true strength. Maybe you will find it incredible that this weapon is indeed It is the most suitable weapon for me."
Enleco's words surprised the prince. He glanced at the whip. The look of the whip was indeed a bit strange. The whip was so straight that it must require special skills to operate.
Facing such a weapon, perhaps any warrior in Montita would feel his dignity insulted, but this definitely did not include this prince.
Just because he is a martial artist who is addicted to martial arts, and also because he has great trust in this new friend.
He believed that Le Creuse could not insult him.
Likewise, he is also eager to experience unique martial arts.
"Okay, since that's the case, I'm going to learn a lesson." The prince once again opened his stance.
He stood with his feet slightly apart in front and back, and the muscles all over his body were slightly relaxed. He held the scimitar in his right hand and stretched it flatly to the left. This was a full-out attack stance.
Enleco knew Prince Dak's martial arts very well, and he had even predicted the direction in which Dak would attack next.
Having been trained under Joe, Enleco knew very well the special significance of the first influence to the trainees.
Back then, Joe used a set of tricks to make all the mercenaries obey him, and each one of them was eager to learn the same excellent spear skills as Joe showed.
By now, Enleco knew clearly that it was nothing at all, but the influence Joe had on him at that time was extremely profound.
What's more, he also clearly remembered why he and Kate obeyed Chrissy's words. Her earth-shattering showdown with the old wolf obviously played a decisive role.
It was precisely because of this unimaginable duel that they worshiped and feared Chris so much that they did not dare to disobey or doubt her orders at all.
Thinking of this, Enleco made up his mind that he must establish an extremely powerful and almost invincible impression in Dak's mind.
Silently reciting the incantation of electric magic in his heart, Enleco felt that everything around him seemed to slow down.
When Chris treats others as experimental subjects, she also does not forget the existence of him as the best experimental subject. Improving other people's magic is undoubtedly one of the things that Chris is best at.
Enleco swung the whip back, the tip of the whip hanging softly on the ground.
At the same time, he used his will to firmly calm Dark's spirit. Although he lost the "Ring of Sanctions," since Most found his own power, he can still obtain other people's brains to a limited extent. The thoughts inside.
But after experiencing the lessons of the two goblins and the Controller Organization, Enleco became more and more disgusted with "peeping" into other people's thoughts.
The only exception is during battle. Knowing what is going on in the opponent's mind is undoubtedly the most powerful weapon. This weapon can not only be used for offense, but can also make defense impregnable.
However, Enleco also knows very well that these powers are of no use to the real masters. For paladins like Haguero, their actions and changes come more from instinctive reactions rather than relying on their brains. thinking.
In addition, there is no "Ring of Sanctions", and the Eye of the Soul is only effective within a ten-meter range. Enleco, who has seen sword energy and the "stars" in the sky, is very clear about the limitations of this kind of martial arts.
If facing a real master, he would still be willing to fly into the air and use magic to deal with it, which is obviously much safer. Enleco never thinks that he has the dignity of a warrior, which is meaningless to him.
Enleco prepared everything, all of which were preparations for Dak, and everything was aimed at his martial arts.
Because of this, when His Royal Highness the Prince launched the attack, his opponent was already out of the attack range.
What surprised him even more was that when his scimitar drew a beautiful arc and stretched to the end, the long whip struck the back of the sword like lightning.
The golden scimitar spun and flew out, turning into a wonderful golden ring under the sunlight.
A crisp and sweet sound sounded, and the scimitar fell far away.
Prince Dark opened his eyes wide and looked at his friend from afar in disbelief.
This time Enleco shocked him far more than the first time.
"If you are willing, we can compete several times until you are satisfied." Enleco said with a smile, full of confidence.
Prince Dark ran towards the scimitar without saying a word.
The sun gradually tilted towards the west, and there were only two people sitting there quietly in the empty square.
The prince was breathing heavily. He held the whip in both hands and looked at it carefully.
"This is just an ordinary whip." After a long time, the prince sighed heavily and returned the whip to Enleco.
The prince looked at Enleco blankly, and after a while he said: "I have never heard of a warrior like you."
After frowning and thinking for a while, he said: "With your strength, even among the top masters with the strength of the Paladin, you can rank among the best, but I have never heard of anyone like you. Young warrior.
As far as I know, among the younger generation of warriors, the most famous are the ice swordsman Karien of Leiding and the magic knight Kate of Sophie. However, no matter the age of Karien or Kate, I should be older than you. You are the same age as my sister, which means you are not yet fully grown up. Who are you? How much of what you said about your life experience is true? "
Enleco was not surprised or dissatisfied with Prince Dark's suspicion.
In fact, he was quite able to understand His Highness the Prince's mood. If someone deceived him, he would also feel that there was a barrier and an insurmountable distance between him and that person.
It is for this reason that until now, he still feels a sense of alienation and a slight sense of fear and vigilance towards Xiling.
"I am indeed the descendant of a traveling businessman." Enleco said frankly. This is indeed the truth, but now even he does not believe that he will go back to inherit the grocery store.
"And I did not lie. The scimitar next to you can definitely prove my weapon-making skills." Enleco played a trick. He did not clearly point out where he did not lie.
"Everything in my life changed completely after I got a magic scimitar." Enleco said with a heavy sigh.
This is also true. His power comes from the demon hidden deep in his soul. His chance encounter with Most happened during that trip to the demon world, and the vampire scimitar was given by Chris. Give him weapons to defend himself with.
"The name of that scimitar is 'Dark Red Teardrop'." Enleco stared at Dak and said slowly.
What surprised him was that His Highness the Prince was obviously indifferent to the name and did not show any surprise as he had originally expected.
Enleco couldn't help but asked in confusion: "Have you never heard of this name?"
"Why do I need to know this name?" His Royal Highness was even more puzzled.
"It seems that you really know nothing about it." Enleco nodded, he turned around and pointed at the stone wall: "The person who left those words was the previous owner of the scimitar. "
This time the effect immediately became extremely obvious. The prince opened his mouth wide and could not close it at all. He glanced at the boulder blankly, and then looked at Enleco blankly.
"You...you mean...you inherited Lord Tomur's magical scimitar?" Suddenly a spiritual light flashed in front of his eyes, and the prince seemed to be shocked by electricity. His whole body was shocked, and then he used Pointing at Enleco, he said, "Could it be that... what you just showed is the martial arts inherited by Tomur?"
Enleco nodded slowly: "The martial arts skills I practice are indeed derived from Tomur, but during practice, I have added my own understanding and innovation."
The prince nodded blankly and said as if muttering to himself: "It is conceivable that because you have the ability to say this, you have your own unique insights into everything, no matter it is Weapon making is still martial arts.”
Dak's words made Enleco feel ashamed. Such compliments obviously exceeded his imagination.
However, Enleco still had to bite the bullet and pretend to be a top master. He even hoped to show Tomur's loneliness and loneliness when he looked across the world and couldn't find his opponent.
Enleco is not a great actor, but the monster is the complete opposite.
Back then, it could pretend to be a god and lead humans to evil. When it came to pretense and impersonation, no one could surpass this guy.
It happily left the town and penetrated into the depths of Enleco's consciousness.
Suddenly, a feeling of extreme emptiness emerged from the bottom of Enleco's heart.
"Among the weapons I have seen in my life, the 'Dark Red Teardrop' is not the most powerful weapon." Enleco said slowly, his eyes full of loneliness and desolation.
"But because of one thing, that scimitar has become the undisputed strongest weapon. That scimitar has the memories of countless users, which are the essence of the lifelong martial arts of a top warrior."
"Can I see that scimitar with my own eyes? Can I feel the skills of those warriors?" Prince Dark asked impatiently. He had accepted everything Enleco said without any doubt, because The feeling of loneliness and loneliness emanating from Enleco made him feel so familiar.
Likewise, because of the desolate momentum that seemed to be able to overwhelm and destroy everything, His Highness the Prince was convinced that the person sitting in front of him was the warrior who had inherited all of Tomur's martial arts.
Unknowingly, His Highness the Prince sat up straight, his expression as serious as if he was facing his father and mentor.
Enleco guessed that the prince would make such a request. He didn't want to cause trouble for himself. Enleco shook his head and said slowly: "You don't have any understanding of that scimitar. As in the legend, it is The evil sword full of magical power is definitely the most powerful weapon, because the evil sword can turn the person who possesses it into the most powerful warrior.
Because of this, even if the scimitar itself is not the most powerful, if it is held in the hands of the strongest warrior, it will undoubtedly be the most powerful weapon.
I have seen countless magical weapons in my life, some of which are even weapons left by the gods, but none of them are as magical as that 'Dark Red Teardrop'.
The power of the 'Dark Red Teardrop' lies in the memories it seals, but to obtain these memories, you must be able to control this scimitar. I have never seen any weapon more full of evil than the 'Dark Red Teardrop'.
As the legend says, Tomur rarely used the 'dark red teardrop'. I am afraid that even a warrior as high as him is afraid of being manipulated by this evil spirit. "
Having said this, Enleco glanced at his friend. Although he didn't want his friend to be hit, in order to avoid trouble, he still had to say this: "For those warriors who cannot control it, death will be their end. This curved weapon The knife seems to be an evil monster that needs to absorb life.
I have made countless mistakes and showed this evil sword to many people, but the only one who has not been controlled by the evil sword is Gorslow, the leader of thieves who roam the desert. Because of this, I have put that evil sword in front of many people. The evil knife sealed it and let it wait quietly for the arrival of the next owner. "
Having said this, Enleco glanced at the disappointed look on Dak's face. He smiled and said, "But before that, I have deeply imprinted all the memories in 'Dark Red Teardrops' into my heart." In my mind, I created my own martial arts."
Enleco raised the whip in his hand and said with a smile: "Look, I don't even use the machete anymore, because I can use this weapon to better demonstrate my strength."
"The strongest weapon is yourself." Prince Dark murmured to himself.
Enleco did not expect that His Royal Highness the Prince would eventually come to such a conclusion, but he did not intend to tell the truth.
"My friend, I sincerely ask you to teach me martial arts." The prince said sincerely, his face full of determination.
"Of course, I'm here for this, but I have a condition. You have to keep it a secret for me. I don't want more people to know that I am the descendant of Tomur." Enleco said with a smile.
"I really can't understand your thoughts, but I will never reveal a word to others." The prince solemnly raised his scimitar and pointed at the sky.
Enleco nodded happily. He stood up from the ground. He took the whip back and rolled it into a ball in his hand.
"Should I also use the whip as a weapon?" The prince looked at the scimitar in his hand and asked in confusion.
"I will teach you the martial arts in 'Dark Red Teardrop', but one day you should seek your own weapons. The strongest martial arts are the martial arts that are most suitable for you. The strongest weapons are also the weapons that are most suitable for you." ." Enleco said.
These words, which were like tongue twisters, did not make the prince feel ridiculous. Instead, he nodded solemnly.
For those who are dedicated to something, time flies.
Enleco is definitely very satisfied with Prince Dark. This prince's foundation is extremely solid, and he has excellent talent for martial arts.
In Enleco's view, the only thing he lacked was good guidance.
Once someone points out the correct direction of martial arts training for His Highness, he will be able to understand a more advanced level on his own.
An afternoon of sparring made His Royal Highness feel relaxed and happy.
He seemed like a traveler who had been walking in the desert for a long time and suddenly encountered an oasis and fell into the lake.
It's like a huge sponge, constantly absorbing water.
His desire for profound guidance made him completely forget about time. Even when the sun went down, he still felt that he was still unsatisfied.
Prince Dark even wanted to light a torch and continue practicing at night, but Enleco persuaded him hard.
Seeing that he was obviously duplicitous, Enleco believed that the first prince would probably stay up all night practicing martial arts after he returned.
This reminded him of himself in Chris's laboratory, learning about magic circles. At that time, he was equally full of excitement and passion.
After persuading His Royal Highness to return to his palace, Enleco walked back sweating profusely.
Even though he was just giving guidance, he felt weak all over. His foundation was indeed not comparable to that of the prince. The hard work that Dak had accumulated bit by bit since he was a child really made it difficult for him to compare.
Just as Enleco was walking towards the temple, that annoying little thing flew out of the air again.
Enleco pretended not to see it and walked straight home.
"You have hidden a lot of things. You are a magician. Why don't you tell others, even hide it from An Qili?" the little thing said softly.
That slender voice was like a thunderbolt from the blue sky to Enleco.
"I...how could I be a magician?" Enleco forced a smile and said.
Unexpectedly, the little thing didn't answer the question at all. Instead, it accelerated and flew forward. As it flew, he said coldly: "Maybe I saw it wrong. I just need to ask a few magicians to ask." Yes, by the way, Cecilia is the best candidate, it’s not wrong for me to ask her.”
Hearing what she said, Enleco became even more panicked, and he grabbed the little thing in his hand.
Just as Enleco wanted to explain a few words, he suddenly saw this little thing puffing up her cheeks and stretching her neck slightly.
Enleco is very familiar with this move. It is a precursor to a screaming attack. Without even thinking about it, Enleco quickly blocked the little thing's mouth with his fingers.
However, he immediately realized what a stupid thing he had done.
Although the little thing didn't scream, Enleco himself couldn't help but scream loudly. He made up his mind to never put anything into the mouth of a metallic life form again in his life.
Enleco now finally knows the pain that hard walnuts feel in the nutcracker, and he also finally understands why it is so easy to pull out nails with iron pliers.
The little thing's mouth is undoubtedly the most terrifying weapon. Whether it is screaming or just biting with teeth, it can cause the other party extreme pain.
Facing such a powerful and terrifying opponent, Enleco had no choice but to beg for mercy. His request did not move the little thing at all, but his promise made the little thing finally stop hurting him.
When Enleco promised to tell the little thing ten years of stories and tell her all the secrets, the little thing finally let go of his mouth.
A piece of the glove has been bitten off, the gap is bloody and bloody, and the fingers have been swollen. Enleco guessed that the finger bones may have been cracked. The pain made him grin. Fortunately, he was used to all kinds of pain, so he could endure it. Now.
Enleco was eager to go back for treatment. During the divine beating, the only advantage was that he didn't have to worry about the lack of medicine. There were not enough senior clergy, which sometimes had benefits.
Of course, Enleco knew a simpler way, which was to trigger the divine light, but he was afraid of the terrible pain that "God's Punishment" would bring to him.
It's a pity that the annoying little thing is not willing to let go. He must get the answer immediately, and the answer must be detailed enough and satisfy her.
Enleco used his magic power to sense the surroundings, and after confirming that there was no one around, he endured the pain and said: "Okay, I admit that I am indeed a magician. I am here for you and the Holy Grail. My teacher is A great magician, she is extremely crazy about the magical world. She learned of your existence by chance. You are the last creature created by the God of Wisdom. The God of Wisdom has transferred most of the knowledge to It is stored in your brain. Because of this, you are a priceless treasure to my teacher. She is eager to obtain all the knowledge from you. Are you satisfied with this answer?"
Enleco said impatiently. He felt his fingers gradually become numb, which was not a good sign.
"I still have a lot of questions I want to ask you. You'd better tell the truth. I can definitely tell if you're lying. Don't think of me as that idiot** who spends all day holding knives."
The little thing flew in front of Enleco, his sapphire eyes widened, he wiped his waist with his hands, and he was high-spirited. This look once again reminded Enleco of those elves, the same reasoners and the same nonsense.
Looking at the fingers that were gradually turning purple and gray, Enleco couldn't help but said: "No matter what you want to know, please wait until I heal the fingers. You must know that I am different from you. You are made of metal." Living body, you will get injured, let alone die, but I am a living person. If any part of the body is injured if not treated in time, the limb will die, and we ourselves will die one day. Stay with An Qili. , you should have seen death.
As long as you are a human being, you will have to face death one day. I will die one day, and the same is true for An Qili. I am not afraid of death, but I will not deliberately bring death closer or farther away, just like now, I Gotta get my finger treated. Enleco said, and as he spoke, he turned around and strode towards the temple.
To his surprise, the annoying little thing did not stop him, but followed him quietly.
After a while, when they were about to reach the temple, suddenly a little thing flew over and bit Enleco's ear.
Enleco had his ears bitten by many people, but it was definitely not for this reason.
"Answer my question, or I'll bite it." The little thing said. Her voice was so pleasant, but the content really couldn't flatter Enleco.
"Okay, but please hurry up." Enleco said sadly.
"Will An Qili die too?" the little thing asked timidly.
"Yes, as long as you are a human being, you must follow a few basic principles. One of them is that you will inevitably face death. Therefore, Angeli will die one day unless she breaks away from the cycle of fate and has the power of immortality. Life is just like those magic emperors in the magic empire five hundred years ago."
When he said the last sentence, Enleco's heart was pounding, because suddenly he found that he was extremely close to his goal.
This is truly a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
However, no matter how good the opportunity is, it is not as important as the injured finger. For Enleco, the illusory eternal life is far less important than curing the finger.
What's more, since he knew so much about eternal life, he didn't think that gaining eternal life was something to be thankful for.
Whether it was the King of Power sealed in the ring or his teacher Victor, these people who had gained eternal life seemed to be quite tired of it in the end.
In Enleco's view, the only one who has eternal life and lives a meaningful life is the monster Most.
However, using Most as a comparison object is obviously very inappropriate.
Holding her fingers in her hands, she hurried into the temple. To Enleco's surprise, Angeli was standing in the center of the temple. She tried her best to maintain the gradually dimming sacred light, but for her who did not understand the spiritual vibration, This job is obviously not enough.
Due to mental exhaustion, An Qili's face was a little pale, and sweat was flowing down her cheeks.
"What's wrong with you? Are you injured? Did your brother accidentally do it?" An Qili saw Enleco's injured finger at a glance, and she asked softly.
Qingyue's greeting made Enleco feel a warmth flowing through his body.
"No, it's not your brother's fault." Enleco pointed behind him. He absolutely didn't care about suing the nasty little thing: "This guy bit him with his mouth."
An Qili looked at the little thing reproachfully and shook her head.
The little thing obviously didn't expect that a human being who is annoying, cunning, despicable, shameless, good at lying, and even has a bad record of stealing would dare to bite back and complain and say bad things about himself in front of his best and only friend.
Normally, the little thing would have argued hard and even tried to take revenge on the accuser, but today, she was so worried that she didn't even have the strength to argue.
The little thing dejectedly flew back to her nest, the shining golden Holy Grail. She lay inside the Holy Grail, staring blankly at the ceiling of the temple.
Enleco's words reminded her of one thing. In this world, almost all living things are bound to face death.
This means that An Qili will die one day, and at that time, she will live alone in this world.
For some reason, the little thing felt an emotion she had never felt before. She even felt that something should flow out of her eyes, but in fact there was nothing.
The little thing suddenly realized that he did not belong to this world, and suddenly felt lonely and alone.
Slowly sitting up, the little thing lay on the edge of the cup as before, looking at Angeli in the distance with his sapphire eyes, and that annoying, despicable, shameless and cunning lying thief.
An Qili was putting that annoying guy's finger between her lips and sucking it, while the thief lowered his head and tightened his face, with a strange expression on his face. It didn't look like he was excited or excited. It's joy.
In fact, Enleco is now in so much pain that he just wants to jump up and roar. Although he has experienced the extremely terrible punishment and the pain of mental shock that made him reborn, he has understood that pure pain can definitely be regarded as all kinds of things. The most bearable of all pains, but it was still too painful.
Under the illumination of the sacred light, the bones were growing and healing rapidly. The damaged muscles and congestion were sucked away by An Qili's lips, and the sacred magic caused his injured parts to heal quickly.
However, the healing is only for Enleco's body. For Enleco's will and soul, it is undoubtedly enduring divine punishment.
As the bones healed again, as the flesh and blood regenerated, the pain became clearer and clearer.
If it weren't for the comfort An Qili gave him, he might have been unable to bear it and fled from this temple.
Even Enleco himself was surprised that in the severe pain, he could still clearly feel Angeli's soft lips and the gentle sucking feeling. Just as the severe pain is so clear, this comfortable feeling is also so clear.
Enleco even hoped that this moment could last forever, because this feeling not only made him feel comfortable, but also made him feel the peace and tranquility he had been looking for and pursuing.
"Are you feeling better?" Angelique asked. She glanced at Enleco's fingers. The swelling had subsided, the deformed and broken wounds had healed, and the skin was bright pink, just like the skin of a newborn baby.
"It still... hurts so much, and... and I still... feel more and more painful, and... it's better than when you helped me suck it with your mouth just now." Enleco lowered his head and said, feeling a wave of pain on his face. He had a fever, and this time he was indeed lying.
An Qili smiled, put Enleco's injured finger back into her lips, and sucked it gently.
The little thing in the distance saw everything, and she knew exactly what it meant.
Although she had never felt such a feeling, the God of Wisdom left something related to it in her memory.
Suddenly, an idea jumped out of the little thing's mind.
In the memory left to her by the God of Wisdom, there was originally a way to obtain eternal life.
The bad-tempered dragon back then had tried every possible means to obtain the secret of immortality from himself.
After asking it to tell the story for ten thousand years and play with him for another ten thousand years, he told the bad-tempered, untrustworthy, shameless and defaulting dragon in exchange for the secret of eternal life.
Although I have no power, I cannot give Yin Anqili eternal life, but that annoying, despicable, shameless, and cunning lying thief must have this ability. That guy has admitted that he is a magician, and based on his own observation, this annoying guy's Strength may not be simple.
Looking at the expression of that nasty, despicable, shameless, and cunning lying thief, he should have a love for An Qili, and maybe he could use this to make that guy obey his orders.
The only thing that bothered the little thing was that she could tell from what he just said that the guy obviously didn't care much about immortality.
In my memory, there are indeed such guys among humans.
Also in memory, the little thing also knows another thing.
Eternal life is not entirely a good thing for humans. Unless the emotional part is removed, immortality will eventually turn into a kind of pain for humans.
However, if two people who love each other are immortal at the same time, this pain will become insignificant.
The little thing was calculating in her mind. She had made up her mind to let her only friend gain immortality. However, this obviously also meant that a guy she hated would benefit from it.
What the little thing cares about is not that the annoying guy will get eternal life, but that she has to face her only friend, who neglected the relationship with her because she found love.
She would no longer be the most important part of An Qili's life. The reproachful look in her eyes just now explained everything.
Anqili will devote most of her love and time to her husband, and she will often be forgotten.
Then, an even more annoying competitor will appear, a child, maybe more, and they will completely seize Angeli's attention.
And some of them will most likely treat themselves as pets, just like those puppies and kittens. And I absolutely cannot treat them like that nasty, despicable, shameless, cunning lying thief, otherwise An Qili will definitely be quite angry.
The little thing was lying listlessly in the Holy Grail, and she was extremely confused. She didn't want to lose her only friend, but she was also afraid that An Qili would no longer be the same An Qili she was now.
The little thing missed his previous life more and more, missing the little girl who staggered and staggered into the temple and took him away; missed An Qili who was babbling and playing games with him all day long.
The little thing felt very lost. She looked up at the ceiling, hoping that her supreme father could give her the correct answer.
What she needs to rely on most now is her father's incomparable wisdom, not the huge memory his father gave her.
The little thing put her fingers into her mouth and sucked gently. She felt that it was indeed quite comfortable, but it might feel better if An Qili helped her suck gently.
The little thing got up quietly again, and she opened her eyes wide with envy.
The temple was quiet except for the gentle sucking sound.