Data Wasteland

In the early morning of the next day, the sunlight of June shone through the colorful glass skylights on the smooth terrazzo floor.

This is the candlelight hall of the Palace of the Three Princes of Ice Blue City. In the iron cage on the top, the candlelight is still there and will never go out.

A black-robed wizard stood in the middle of the hall, standing with his hands down, his clothes glowing with a faint blue light, as if resisting the scorching environment.

Triliss, who gained blood power through the birth of Balrog's offspring, has an irresistible love for flames. Flames are everywhere in the places where she is active.

On the high platform made of black crystals, the mist was hazy, and the outline of the figure in the fog was barely visible. Sexy, enchanting, and frighteningly beautiful.

However, the black-robed wizard standing there was not affected in the slightest, like a piece of rotten wood cut off from the seven passions, and the body and soul were dead silent.

"Master, I want to hear your opinion of my good daughter."

A faint voice came from the fog, cold and quiet, without emotion.

"Lord..."

After a long silence, the black-robed wizard spoke, his voice hoarse and low, extremely unpleasant, not at all like a voice from a living person.

"The princess's promotion to the throne has become a reality, and she can only be left to go."

"So, I can only watch her take my cake?" the voice in the mist asked, as if the torrent of the calm sea was surging, and it was already carrying a lot of anger.

There was no wind, and the candlelight flickered.

"The Lord calms down his anger, the old slave is sincere and dare not deceive." The black robe wizard knelt and said.

"Guoji, please get up..." The voice in the fog returned to calm, and the shaking of the candlelight stopped.

The black-robed wizard knelt there, motionless. There was a sigh in the fog, "You follow me from Noyce, you have been the same for many years, and you are loyal, I know."

"Master, the old slave is running out of time, I just want to look at you..." The black-robed wizard raised his head and looked at the figure in the mist, without finishing the second sentence.

"I understand." The voice in the mist was a little melancholy.

"The most important thing right now is this square inch of land." The black-robed wizard stood up, pointed to his feet and said, "The royalist party recently proposed a new proposal to hand over the military power of the Imperial City Guards. The prince. This is a far-reaching move, and we have to guard against it."

"Huh!" A cold voice came from the fog, "If the old fox really dares to agree, I don't mind trying to kill the net!"

"Lord, calm down, if your majesty agrees, we can claim the right to the dragon scale guard. The third prince is also a prince, he can't..."

Halfway through the conversation, the black-robed wizard suddenly stopped. The voice in the fog was also silent, without asking. As if tacitly, both of them were silent. The hall fell into silence, and only the slight sound of flame burning could be heard.

"Oh Dang..."

After a long time, a side door in the hall opened. The door made of wooden stakes is covered with heavy iron bars, which are fastened with large rivet nails, which is extremely heavy. When the door was opened, there was a dull and clear sound.

The doorway is a deep black arched passage. A tall and thin middle-aged and young man with white skin and a white golden silk cotton robe walked out. He was about thirty-five or six years old. His eye sockets were slightly sunken and a little sick.

A male Holy Light Cultist with a red short robe and a golden cross embroidered in the middle followed him, half a body behind him, with his right hand supporting his left arm.

"Dear Ryan, good morning." A soft voice came from the mist, kind and lively, without any pretentiousness.

"Dear Triliss, good morning." The third prince Ryan said to the figure in the mist with a smile on his face.

There was peace and tranquility in his eyes, and behind him, a trace of hatred and fear flashed through the black eyes hidden in the red hood.

"Where are you going to play today?" There was a hint of joy in the voice in the mist.

"I heard that the peony in West Garden is blooming. We are going to have a look today." While speaking, Ryan looked at the man beside him, his eyes soft and soft.

"Well, I wish you all have fun." The voice in the fog was concerned, and seemed to care about the man in the hall, and then exhorted, "Be careful on the road and be careful not to fall."

"I will pay attention, thank you, Trilis." Ryan said, and then walked out of the hall with the help of the male cultist.

From beginning to end, the water mist lingering on the high platform did not dissipate.

After a while, the two of Ryan walked out of the palace and entered a green corridor.

The top is entwined with green vines, the old trees on both sides are rooted, and the stream is gurgling. The breeze came, the kingfisher crowed, and the flowers fragrant.

The stone pillars carved with white jade are layered on top of each other, and you can't see the end. The carvings on each stone pillar are completely different. There are angels, children, fruits and trees, flowers and vines, birds and beasts, as well as lady gentlemen, and maid guards, all in different shapes and lifelike.

This long corridor connects the various palaces and gardens in the inner city of Ice Blue. It is called "The Corridor of You Meng", which is taken from the verse of the famous bard Wang Beishan, "The quiet night sky, a hundred flowers enter a dream", so it is also called "The Corridor of Hundred Flowers" .

The stream here is all drawn from Longxin Lake, and then filtered through the secondary sedimentation of the reservoir, so that it is crystal clear, icy and clean.

"I don't understand, why are you so polite to that bitch, she is the one who wants to grab your throne!" The man in the red robe looked around, and after making sure that there was no one around, complained to Ryan.

"My dear, please don't say that. Without her wings, we can't be like this." Ryan counseled.

"I hate that bitch, she will kill us sooner or later," the man in the red robe said.

"Although Triliss is a bit fierce to others, she is still very gentle to me." Ryan said.

"My God, can't you tell, she is pretending! Her heart is more venomous than a snake and scorpion. Just a few days ago, she shaved Earl Rossi's skeleton!" The man in the red robe said excitedly.

"That's because Earl Rossi made a mistake. Okay, let's not talk about this topic, okay? The beautiful peony is our topic today." Ryan said softly.

"Rosie made a mistake? Well, even if he made a mistake, then you say..." The man in the red robe raised his voice, "What is the maid who kills her every day? It's only a few months this year, she has already Eighty-six maids have been replaced!"

"That's because they made a mistake." Ryan's voice became colder, and then softened again. "Okay, don't say any more, I beg you..."

"Don't be afraid of that bitch, she is nothing at all, the presbytery is already..."

Before he finished speaking, the voice stopped abruptly, and a sharp knife came out from the chest of the man in the red robe, and blood poured out, instantly dyeing the golden cross red.

"Uh, uh..."

The man in the red robe lowered his head and stared blankly at the piercing knife on his chest. He turned his head hard,

I wanted to say something to my lover, but only a series of blood bubbles appeared in his throat.

Ryan looked at the former, his eyes calm as water, without a trace.

"Uh ha ha ha ha..."

Loud laughter came from behind the red robe man, but there was nothing there.

Gradually, a translucent figure appeared in the air. From the virtual to the real, the figure is revealed. He fixed his eyes and saw that it was a tall woman, holding the handle of the knife in her hand, and slowly cutting down. In an instant, blood was pouring like a fountain, splashing on her tight black leather pants, like a blooming demon flower.

The surrounding air was twisting, and on both sides of the corridor, black figures appeared, the same leather clothes and leather pants, wearing eye masks, red lips like fire, and a piercing knife hung around the waist.

Ryan's gaze remained unchanged, as if he was used to such a scene.

These women are all members of the Triliss Succubus Legion, named "Black Widows", and some people will call them "black bitches" in private.

They come from the deepest part of the undercurrent of time and space-the deep glacier. The body is perpetually frozen, immortal, and falling into endless sleep. It is a semi-evil spirit. It can be replaced by the physical manifestation of Triliss. As long as it carries enough psionic potions, it can walk in the conventional world for a long time.

They are natural assassins with agility and quick action. They use two sharp rippers as weapons, and can master the charge shock as a long-range attack method. They can fly out of the ripper when necessary, and they can fly out of their hands 100 meters away. Take human life. Usually in a state of invisibility, only when attacking or declaring power will show up.

They voluntarily give up their vision and use ultrasound similar to bats to judge the terrain and location, so they often laugh nervously. Through these laughs, they can obtain more precise positioning than their eyesight.

They are bloodthirsty and cruel, and are proficient in all kinds of torture. Their only pleasure is to torture their prey and listen to their screams and wailing. Among them, the best skills are "Thousands of Swords" and "Electric Shock Hell". Notorious and frightening.

"Trilith thinks you should change your boyfriend."

The black widow pushed away the body of the man in the red robe, added blood from the knife, and said to Ryan. Because they are semi-spiritual bodies and their bodies sleep deep in the deep glacier, they have a certain intelligence quotient and can think and communicate like half a normal person. But they are in a dream, their minds will jump off like a dream, and most of the time they will act according to their instincts. Of course, they will make their own decisions when Triliss hasn't given clear instructions.

Semi-spirit bodies are very special and rare existences, only a few legendary powerhouses can enter the deep glacier and resonate with them.

"He is really boring," Ryan said, his eyes still calm.

"There is a lieutenant named Seiichiro Yamada in the Dragon Scale Guard. We can introduce him on his behalf." said the black widow.

"Another day..." Ryan said, "The beautiful peony is the subject of today." Although there was no more expression on his face, there was a trace of unspeakable fatigue in his voice.

"As you wish." The black widow nodded, then her body gradually disappeared.

Starting from her, the black widows standing on both sides disappeared one by one, like a extinguished street lamp. In the end, there was only an empty corridor and a lonely prince.

"The faint night sky, hundreds of flowers are dreaming, the mist and rain in the ice city, like the truth and illusion, the cattail candle light, leisurely my heart..."

In the sad poems, the tall and thin figure slowly disappeared between the pillars.