Indescribable tarot cards

Hearing this strange yet familiar male voice, Ron lowered his head and did not brush away the palm on his shoulder.

In fact, he didn't have the strength to do this.

He just shook his head slowly but firmly.

"Why not? Ron, come with me."

The man is still chattering, just like he did more than ten years ago.

His face still looked the same as it did more than ten years ago, and even the blood stains on his palms seemed brand new.

His other hand was still holding the woman's head. It seemed that since more than ten years ago, the two of them were no longer affected by time.

"Think about it, Ron, what are you waiting for?

You've been wandering outside for long enough and you haven't come back yet?

Listen, Ron, that's the municipal clock tower. We don't have much time...

If we don't leave, it will really be too late. "

The black mist spread, rising along the twisted palm, and stubbornly invaded Ron's arm.

Now, almost all of Ron's body was wrapped in black mist, with only his head still exposed.

The black cat anxiously circled around him, but it seemed to be afraid of something and did not dare to move forward at all.

I don’t know since when, a layer of smooth mucus gradually appeared on the black cat’s originally shiny fur, and unknown ridges could be vaguely seen swimming freely under its fur.

Those Bronze Level Extraordinaries wanted to escape as if they were waking up from a dream, but just as they opened their legs, they heard voices: "Oh, it turns out there are other people here..."

Pulan, Ron's father, just stood there, looking at the fleeing figures leisurely, raised the head on his hand, and looked at his wife warmly.

"Dear, look, someone actually wants to run away..."

The head that was bleeding with blood and tears had long hair flying, and the bright red lips soaked in blood burst into a circle of ripples visible to the naked eye.

There was no unexpected sound, but the few attendants who tried to escape fell like wheat and hit the ground heavily, no longer alive.

However, Pulan didn't pay attention to this at all. He turned his head and looked at the black-armored knight and his black horse with great interest, scanning up and down: "Look, the incomplete soul..."

Ron said nothing, but tried to stand up.

"Okay, okay, my dear child, I know you are kind." Pu Lan narrowed his eyes and put on a stiff fake smile, "I also know, he saved you..."

Pulan's voice was deliberately long, as if he was observing the reaction of the black-armored knight.

However, the black-armored knight just stood like a sculpture without any response.

The black mist spread bit by bit, slowly swallowing Ron into it.

Seeing that Ron's neck was completely soaked in the rolling black mist, he didn't seem to notice it yet, just staring at the ground and the land beneath his feet.

The black cat wandered back and forth restlessly in front of him, its shiny black fur beginning to fade, vaguely revealing the bright red muscle tissue within it.

There are even several tentacles that resemble octopus tentacles that can't wait to break through the shackles of fur and stretch out in the outside world.

On the card, the originally bright golden light dimmed a little, and gained a new layer of luster.

It was not black, but an evil blue, like an undercurrent flowing in an abyss.

However, Ron doesn't care about his current situation, he cares more about other things.

For example...

"Father, why do you think this is?

Why can we walk into Leiden City openly, but see Will here again...

Father, I know you are always watching me,

Then you should know Will too, right?

He was a very good man, and the swordsmanship instructors at that time all praised his talent.

I think, this shouldn't be like this, right?

If I am really guilty, why doesn't He send divine punishment?

If I was really guilty, why did He send people to hunt me down?

If I am really guilty..."

The boy's voice deepened.

However, there is an undercurrent brewing.

So, he looked at the sky, looked at the long sword hanging silently above his head, and said resolutely: "I believe that your Majesty has usurped authority!"

The solitary voice floated above the scarlet red ground and under the blue sky.

The shadow of the sword has not moved, and the long sword is hanging.

"I also believe that everything is allowed and there is no penalty!"

The young man lowered his head, waiting for the final judgment.

The sword shadow murmured softly, and the sword that was originally nailed in the air finally changed slightly.

At this moment, it was like the thin thread hanging the sword shadow was cut.

The sword shadow finally fell!

Silent, but natural.

The tip of the sword was pointed at the ignorant young man.

The black-armored knight did not move. He was still leaning on the black horse, the ghost fire hidden in the gap of the helmet flickering.

Will, who had died long ago, did not move, and his face covered in blood still had that ferocious, half-smiling expression.

It seems that even the dead are laughing...

The black cat wanted to move, so he roared, crouched down and exerted his strength, trying to swoop to stop the sword shadow.

However, it was too weak at this time, and the tentacles spreading wantonly in its body made it unable to even control its body.

Even if it tried its best, it could only barely lift its body off the ground, and then it hit the ground heavily.

It could only barely tilt its head, its green eyes staring at Ron and the shadow of the sword that was about to fall.

Wail.

This is the only thing it can do.

However, at this moment, a hand grasped the sword blade.

"Ron, let's go home."

Holding his wife's head in one hand and holding the shadow of the hanging sword in the other, the man named Pu Lan spoke gently to his child.

Feeling like he was provoked, the sword shadow buzzed again.

Above the sky, there seemed to be a line of sight approaching.

The anomaly here was finally discovered.

And the entire Leiden City finally discovered something strange here.

The shadow of the sword is a virtual image.

So does Pulan.

However, these two virtual images seemed to have substance at this moment, erupting in a circle of astonishing ripples.

Sensing some kind of crisis, the woman's head once again dripped with blood and tears.

"Ron, I told you, go home!"

Ron could only hear Pulan's voice word by word.

But from the perspective of the black-armored knight, he saw something like a frame-by-frame animation - Pulan lifted the sword shadow back bit by bit!

He lost his cargo and his ship.

He lost his sanity and his life.

He lost his status as a noble and the honor of his family.

He only has a wife and children.

Even if the wife only has one head.

Even if this child never listens to him.

But this is a home after all!

At this moment, the sword light was as bright as a small sun, even eclipsing the sun hanging in the sky.

Ron lowered his head and closed his eyes, but he could still feel the light that seemed to pierce deep into his heart.

However, he still didn't move.

He still calmly awaits the trial that may or may not come.

However, at least today, he is destined to not be able to wait.

As a result, countless people in Leiden City looked up and were dumbfounded.

They heard a declaration from their father: "A family must be neat and tidy!"

They saw a small sun shoot into the sky like a cannonball from somewhere in the city.

Two suns, one big and one small.

Complement each other.

No one knew that the little sun was knocked back.