The Enemy Always Wants to Pull Me into a Coffin

Chapter 4

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The world seemed to suddenly become the world that Arecio was familiar with.

The flame-breathing creature was a sea snake with hard scales, which was often seen at sea in his time; the scorpion-tailed manticore had a loud chirping sound and was very ferocious in nature; and the flying white birds were not dark creatures, they were Known as the god kingfisher, a kind of bright creature, the place where the nest is built is calm.

"... Do you recognize these creatures?" Andre asked softly, observing his expression.

Arecio nodded, and out of the corner of his eye swept over the staff who unloaded the coffin from the car and slowly moved away.

"They haven't changed much." Arecio said, after a pause, he said reluctantly, "Manticores are raised... very well."

Fat enough to barely fit on the wall.

"The kingfisher is also used here, which is also very good. There will be no wind and waves in the 'season of the kingfisher', which is suitable for sea snakes to lay eggs."

Saying this casually, Arecio didn't feel anything, but Andrey stared at him in astonishment.

"You just said... 'The season of the kingfisher'?"

Arecio was a little inexplicable, "Is there no such statement now? The kingfisher was nesting at sea... this time period..."

"...We have lost a lot of things, Your Highness." The white-haired unicorn lowered his eyelashes gently, "A lot, a lot. So hearing such a wonderful title from a previous era, it was hard for me for a while, please forgive me. "

"I also implore you to tell us more about things like this, not just me, but many, many people are listening."

[I only know that the kingfisher will build a nest in winter, and there will be no wind and waves in the Emerald Inner Sea.]

[This title from the last era is really nice, just like the kingfisher dominates a season!]

[Wuwu Xixi said so beautifully... ]

At this time, Arecio has no real sense of this "many people are listening". There are no highly anticipated live broadcasts in his era, and he can't see the barrage and comments, so he seems very calm.

"You have a lot of new stuff too." Arecio looked at the white-haired unicorn, "Let's say..."

His words were interrupted, and with a few exclamations, a black monster about the height of a person rushed out. Its tail is like a scorpion, but its front body is like a male lion. Its fur is oily and smooth because it is well nourished.

"Claas!" Someone shouted the name of the monster from behind, but the monster didn't turn his head, jumped up in front of Arecio, the golden and fierce beast pupils clearly reflected the shadow of the blood race . Its scorpion tail swings up and down slightly, which is a sign of curiosity or vigilance.

The single horn on Andre's head glowed faintly, obviously ready to protect the barrier, while Augustus stepped forward to cover the more vulnerable Ellie. Although they raise and take care of dark creatures, due to the attributes and temperament of dark creatures, there will still be incidents of caregivers being injured. Dark creatures raising people is undoubtedly a very glamorous profession, but in fact it has to bear a lot of pressure.

The manticore shook its tail up and down towards Arecio, and the dazzling stinger reflected a terrifying dark green, but it didn't move further, as if it was just showing off its tail.

Arecio was expressionless.

The caretaker of the manticore rushed over from the rear. He was a human race with a sturdy physique. Sensitive and aggressive dark creatures like manticores cannot be nurtured by races with too strong light attributes, and can only have the highest physical standards possible.

"Claas wants you to see his tail," said the caretaker. "He's very proud of his tail."

The manticore could understand human speech, and immediately raised his chin even more arrogantly, and stretched his tail in front of Arecio.

The caregiver was amazed.

"Claas even wants you to touch it!"

This is incredible, the arrogant and sensitive manticore rarely expresses his goodwill directly. From just now, Klaas had been leaning against the wall to see the aircraft carrying the revived blood clan. When the aircraft landed, he immediately ran over in high spirits, and even touched the baby's tail.

Arecio remained expressionless.

"no thank you."

[Callous and ruthless Alessi 23333]

[Will you be poisoned if you touch it 23333]

[I touch! I'll touch it! Not only to touch Klass, but also Rua Sisi!]

[… As long as you eat a grain of peanuts, you will not get drunk like this.]

The manticore was completely stunned. It never thought that it would be rejected. For a while, its ears drooped down. Looking at its own scorpion tail, it had serious doubts about the attractiveness of this tail.

In a nutshell, it's self-esteem crippling.

Arecio looked at the manticore's caregiver, and then turned his eyes back to the manticore who was about to whimper.

"Although I am very curious, why a manticore can be raised like this, but... what should I do now in this situation?"

The caregiver shook his head slowly, "In this case, we usually immediately intervene psychologically..."

"Interference? How?"

"Praise it."

"… "

Arecio understands, and is used to it.

He sighed and tugged a button on the outer cloak, turning it into a black bat. The bat flew around the manticore a few times, the manticore's drooping ears stood up a little bit, and out of the corner of the eye glanced at the flying bat, and began to move.

"Don't brag about it, find something that can move, and it will forget it in a while."

The manticore is different from the bright creature griffin, which looks somewhat similar in size, and has a loose personality and is easily distracted. Therefore, in the era of Arecio, some people would become griffin knights, but basically no one wanted to ride a manticore, except for the fear of the tail that could sting the master on his back, more because manticores were not able to ride at all. A working creature.

The bat continued to lure, and the manticore finally couldn't hold back and jumped up. Of course, it didn't pounce, and was led by the bat all the way to the next passage.

solved, perfect.

"The bat will follow you when you get close, and the energy I input is about enough to run for half an hour." Arecio said to the caregiver who wanted to follow up, "Don't praise it too much, it will swell up."

Although now in terms of body size, it has already swelled.

Ellie behind her suddenly burst out laughing, and Arecio looked up at her. She waved her hands again and again, indicating that she didn't mean to laugh.

"I just think that His Royal Highness Arecio knows these dark creatures very well."

"Because I see it often." Arecio said, and added, "You don't need to call your Highness, the blood family is gone."

Allie immediately apologized, but Arecio shook his head, expressing that he didn't care, he didn't have a strong sense of belonging to the so-called race.

No other dark creatures appeared. Arecio walked into the hall of the Dark Creatures Conservation Center. On the center wall, the white nest pattern woven by fish bones was the totem of the conservation center. This is the nest of the kingfisher, which, during a certain winter month, weaves a nest of weathered white fish bones, floats it on the sea, and raises its chicks in it.

During this time, the sea will be calm, and Arecio's era called it "the season of the kingfisher", a symbol of protection and stability.

The beautiful imagery derived from such a beautiful creature of light was also borrowed by the temples of the Arecio era. The totem of the temple is the intertwined white fish bones, shaped like a cluster of thorns, in one fell swoop, it accommodated the two images that it sought after.

The thorns are used as a metaphor for patience and penance, and the kingfisher's nest is used to express acceptance and protection.

Of course, the temple is already in the epoch change, and Arecio was a little relieved to hear the news at first glance.

Go through the hall, take the transparent elevator, go straight down first, then go forward. The glass decoration allows Arecio to see some of the outside world. The number of staff is indeed large, and the sub-areas are busy.

Andre explained to him that there are actually quite a few unknowns about the habits and characteristics of dark creatures, especially for humanoid dark creatures. Humanoid dark creatures are usually werewolves, lichs, fallen angels, and dark elves. Compared with the more animalistic manticores, their temperaments are more difficult to figure out. A considerable part of the center is currently raised, and it is impossible to say how good the state is.

"We are still superficial in our understanding of dark creatures." Andre sighed, "Knowing that they hate light and love darkness; know their diet, live and travel; know their body structure... But this is not enough, dark creatures At present, there is basically no ability to live independently, and some are suffering from mental illness, and we are helpless."

"Only a few dark creatures are able to stand on their own and try to come back to help the center, but with little success."

"We have no intention of imposing a burden on you, but if you have time, you are welcome to come and sit at the center. It can be seen from Klass just now that these dark creatures like you very much."

Arecio thought about the manticore that had been fed like a ball before, and realized that the nursery center is not very good at raising it. It is really not modest.

"So are you going now?"

"Meeting 'Hitomi', the core center, is also the object of our common admiration."

Between the words, the elevator has stopped smoothly. André was one step behind and let Arecio go first, but Arecio did not give in. When he stepped out of the elevator, he saw a planet-like milky white sphere suspended in the center of the empty underground square—

Inside the milky white sphere is a black area with a spun cone, making it as cold and fierce as a cat's vertical pupils. The square is surrounded by three transparent wrap-around floors. The sphere is guarded in the middle. Numerous sophisticated instruments record the state of the sphere in real time to ensure that it will not be helpless in case of sudden changes.

Those who have never seen this scene will never be able to understand the shock that Arecio feels at this moment. Even in the last era when magic and alchemy were rampant, he rarely felt such an emotion.

He felt fondly missed, and could not help but look solemn. The suspended "Hitomi" stared at the world, and a beam of eyes suddenly turned to him.

[You woke up, Areci.]

The black area in the pupil gradually expanded, and the milky white sphere had rounded black pupils, which changed from cold and severe, and seemed particularly gentle.

Behind the transparent curtain wall, the real-time monitoring staff were in chaos. During their monitoring, the ratio of light and darkness indicated by the "pupil" began to change, and the black part that looked like a pupil was originally a symbol of the darkness attribute of this world. At this point it was enlarged and rounded, after "Hitomi" met Arecio.

At the same time, the saint who was sleeping in the coffin with his eyes closed also opened his eyes, and he had no time to continue sorting out the disturbed mood caused by the information he heard earlier. He clearly felt the rising power of darkness.

He unscrewed the coffin and sat up, the rose petals still glued to the tips of platinum hair.

Ignoring the frightened staff around him, he had a hoarse voice and whispered a name.

"Alessio."