High Above

【Yes, Father】

On the other side, the beautiful child with blond hair also opened his eyes, and a light blue psychic light flashed in Mo Qiu's eyes.

He seemed a little nervous, but still said seriously: [As long as the data...as long as the flesh and blood data are accurate enough and the appropriate raw materials are suitable enough, I can create a real body for 'brother']

【Me, I can do it too】

Linda also said softly. This little girl has a crystal skull on her head, and purple light flows in her beautiful eyes: [I can help Brother Ila anchor - I can activate the power of the crystal skull. , fuse our souls and memories, turn them into 'echoes', and become one with my brother]

【Become one! 】【Become one! 】

The children all cheered, their eyes bright, as if they were extremely happy and happy for such an ending.

In contrast was the even paler face of Baron Ryan.

Heavy rain mixed with lightning streaked across the top of the Baisen Mountains, lavender lightning fell on the top of the Solitary Flame Peak, and another group of flame-like lightning continued to burn on the top of the mountain.

This man wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say. The moment he tried his best to make himself speak, he felt extremely regretful.

And ease.

"children."

He said: "If you don't want to."

"Now is the last chance to give up."

After saying these words, Baron Ryan just wanted to punch himself. This was simply giving up his hard work for many years, but at this moment he felt extremely relaxed.

This extremely contradictory mood made him want to kill himself, but at the same time he felt that he was hypocritical to the point of being pathetic and abominable.

Therefore, he could smile and say to the children in front of him with a smile: "As long as you want to give up this plan, I will surrender."

"Then you can still live."

All the children raised their heads and looked at their 'dad' and 'father'.

Three pairs of shining eyes stared at the man.

The powerful psychic energy fluctuations converged and almost instantly caused Baron Ryan, the second-level energy leveler, to bleed from his nose and shake violently.

This is of course because he did not do any resistance, but it is also enough to prove how powerful the three children's psychic powers are.

[Yes, I'm sorry, Dad, I don't want to hurt you...]

Realizing this, the children all panicked. Ila stretched out her hand and pressed it on the crystal wall of the training chamber, as if she wanted to help Baron Ryan wipe away the blood from his nose.

He said uneasily: [But dad, why do you want us to give up... Didn't we agree? 】

[We will die together today...] He said, showing a joyful smile: [We will become my brother's memory, my brother's body and my brother's soul...]

【Then, let’s become daddy’s real child together! 】

The boy's voice had a cheerful melody, almost like a song, and Mo Qiu and Linda also laughed and agreed: "Yes, yes, this is our wish!" 】

Waves of powerful spiritual energy fluctuations flickered in the rain, making the surrounding rain curtains glow with light.

It is a spiritual energy that belongs exclusively to children, is extremely unstable, fragile, but also extremely powerful.

And with the gathering of these spiritual energies, the spiritual bodies in the central cultivation warehouse that were condensed by everyone's thoughts and yearnings couldn't help but rejoice.

The brown-haired boy stated loudly: [I don’t want to continue living as Ira]

The blond boy murmured to himself: [I don’t want to live as Moqiu either]

The blue-haired girl chanted softly: [I, I don’t want to live as Linda either]

The three of them said in unison: [Father, if we are not your children, why should we live? 】

Even the rain was distorted by powerful spiritual energy, spinning crookedly around the entire camp, releasing a strange-colored light.

"I see."

At this moment, Baron Ryan clenched his right fist.

The color returned to his face again, revealing a somewhat morbid, crazy, but decisive look: "Then."

Blue eyes looked around the four training chambers, and he seriously invited: "Children."

"Today...become my real child!"

So the kids cheered.

【As we wish, Father】

Buzz——

In the center of the three cultivation chambers, the one that was the turbidest, had the most culture substrate, and contained the Baron's Hand and the blue spirit body suddenly shone brightly.

Under the blue spiritual light from the late autumn, the baron's arm suddenly began to violently proliferate and deform, and in a bottle held tightly in the broken arm's hand, the well-preserved blood also overflowed from it, mixing with the spirit body and the arm. together.

——Father’s bones, mother’s blood.

——Brother’s heart and soul, sister’s longing.

——The souls of the dead that never fade away will be returned to the world!

The purple-red and golden-orange lights complement each other, and the bright rays of light illuminate the surrounding canyons and even reach the rain clouds in the sky.

Boom! A bolt of lightning pierced the night sky, illuminating the surrounding area of ​​Solitary Flame Peak and elongating the shadow of another new visitor at the other end of the valley.

Baron Ryan immediately turned his head and looked at the uninvited guest on the other side.

The silver alchemist's armor stood there quietly, the knight standing in the light of the violent storm and thunder, his aqua eyes and the baron's blue eyes looking at each other from afar.

It rained like a curtain, and there was lightning and thunder in the valley, but no thunder could fall on this valley sunken between the mountains.

Only the light flickered, illuminating the shallow mist that splashed out when the rain hit the ground, and the gray rain clouds that slowly squirmed at the top of the sky.

The geology of the valley around Guyan Peak is quite solid. In other words, the unstable part collapsed six years ago and became the foundation of the sliding mountain and the barrier lake. What is left now is naturally the strongest skeleton structure. .

The low shrubs were trampled down by the tough iron knight boots, and the boy quietly came to this silent valley.

"You are here, prophet...or, the successor of the prophet? A psyker who cannot be spied on by Linda's control of the Moment's Skull."

The one-armed nobleman slowly turned around, with his back leaning against the shimmering cultivation warehouse, and said slowly: "I knew you would come - just like you also knew that I had definitely made arrangements for you to come. Come prepared.”

"I won't tell lies here that all this has nothing to do with you. Ian, the secret behind you may be bigger than mine. Since I know your secret, I am destined to have a battle."

"But I'm going to say it anyway."

Baron Ryan's dark blue eyes flashed with unknown emotions: "Do you really want to fight me, knight?"

"It's not because of the prophet, and it's not because I want to fight you." In response to this boring inquiry, the young knight responded by taking a step forward.

Under the baron's cold gaze, his tone was calm: "Baron Ryan, I came here just to ask you a question."

"Questions about a hateful and pitiful man."

"Six years ago, a man lost his wife and children due to a big storm and landslide. He was so distraught that he wanted to give up his life, but he cheered up with the encouragement of the old housekeeper who had grown up with him. …But the method is the evil act of killing others.”

"With the help of mysterious helpers, he gradually collected three psychic children who could help him resurrect his own children. These children have abnormal spirits and habits, and can even be called cruel. Traces of torture remain in their souls "In this way, they gain strength, but they are unable to escape from pain."

"The man originally only regarded them as tools, but perhaps because his overflowing emotions had nowhere to release, and also because he sympathized with the other party from the bottom of his heart, he finally treated these miserable children as his real children and poured out his sincerity. Local education and care.”

The knight continued to move forward, and he got closer to the silent Baron Ryan step by step: "And these poor children who have never been exposed to kindness and love, therefore regard this man as the father they never had."

"A true father to them."

"They live like a family, and the old steward takes care of his master and young master with joy. Under the influence of love, the abnormal children may be able to return to normal. That's how it should be."

"If it ends here, it might be a good ending."

The young man's gaze was as sharp as a sword, but the man's gaze was as deep as an abyss.

Listening to this question, Baron Ryan's eyes became darker and darker, or in other words, deeper and darker.

No sorrow, no regret, no indifference, no cruelty.

There was only dead silence.

The inquiry is not over yet.

Therefore, accompanied by wind and thunder and torrential rain, the knight's voice resounded throughout the valley: "It's just that, perhaps because of the mysterious helper's request, or because he is still unwilling to give up his wish to resurrect his son, the man can no longer stop."

"In order to continue the experiment, in order to continue to maintain the children's abnormal but powerful psychic abilities, he killed innocent ordinary people and used their bones as raw materials for experiments and as consumables for his children's twisted thinking. Starting a few years ago, Until now, there have been countless victims.”

"And now."

The knight was less than thirty meters away from the baron, and his voice suddenly dropped: "This man's plan is almost completed."

"Whether the process is sinful or not, now he wants to use the three children he loves most, who also love him the most, as raw materials to resurrect his long dead, and he doesn't even know what his face should look like. 'Parent-child'."

At this point, Ian said softly: "Here comes the problem, Baron."

"Should this disgusting and pitiful man continue to do this behavior that is full of sin and pain and makes him intolerable?"

Silence began to spread.

A soundless silence filled the valley.

Until another bolt of lightning struck down, illuminating the shadows of the two people with a lavender glow.

In the interplay of light and shadow, Baron Ryan had raised his hand and pressed it on the handle of the weapon at his waist.

[Of course he will continue. 】

At this moment, the man's voice became hollow and distant, and a child-like harmony appeared behind his low tone: [He knows that he is full of sins and cannot be forgiven, so he will go his own way and never look back]

The radiance of psychic energy appeared around the one-armed nobleman, and the rays of light gathered together, mixing the surrounding rain and mud, and turned into a strong and dexterous psychic arm, which was placed on his left arm.

Baron Ryan and Ian looked at each other, and his tone even sounded sincere: [So men will not defend or hide]

[The evil lord even begged the knight to defeat him]

【knight! ] He suddenly raised his voice, as if roaring: [If you really want to defeat him, then I implore you to do it and never show mercy! 】

[But if you can't do it - the man will keep doing it! 】

"Even if it's heinous?" Ian asked softly, also holding the hilt of the sword tightly: "Even if you are destined to regret it?"

And Baron Ryan finally laughed from the bottom of his heart: [Even if it is a heinous crime]

【Even if I am destined to regret】

"very good."

I got what I didn't want to hear, but knew that this was the only possible answer.

Therefore, the knight put his hand on the hilt of the sword: "Then, I will correct you now."

"I never wanted to fight you or stop you from doing anything."

"But you are here to stop me from achieving my goal."

The torrential rain all around me suddenly stopped, as if time had stood still.

The chaotic raindrops were frozen by an inexplicable coldness, and then solidified in place by a force.

Lightning pierced the sky and the earth, and bright light penetrated these rainline ice crystals frozen in the air, making them shine like stars.

Surrounded by ice crystal stars, Ian raised his sword, and the cold light sword reflected the brilliance of thunder in the darkness.

The second level of ice-cold water element was thus displayed in the enemy's shocked and bewildered eyes.

The sword was pointed at the man in front of him, and the stagnant stars began to rotate, outlining shining silver chains between the sky and the earth.

He whispered: "Baron."

"Have you figured out how to stop me?"