Quadruple split

"Dora?"

Ji Xiaodao glanced at the man next to him with some surprise, who was just standing quietly in the middle of the shadow, his ink-like pupils almost unfocused, and seemed to be extremely indifferent to everything, and asked curiously: "What's your name?" What's wrong with her?"

As expected, she didn't get an answer.

The girl, who had long been accustomed to this, just blinked, and then threw the "Hymn to Edeon" in her hand back to Mo. After the other person casually stuffed it back into the bookshelf, she smiled faintly and turned around to leave. study.

There was never a day when getting along with this person was pleasant, but I never had the intention to leave this dead and silent place...

Many times, Ji Xiaodao wondered why he stayed here so firmly, even when he was not welcomed by anyone.

Speaking of which, he was obviously the first to appear by his side, and Gavin, Merlin, Arthur, Osiris, and Dora were all latecomers. Among them, the NPCs seemed to be baptized by his power. He walked ahead of himself, serving him with a fanatical attitude that was infinitely close to belief, and carrying out a great cause that he could not understand.

The two players, Jia Wen and Mei Lin, always give Ji Xiaodao a strong feeling that they have been fellow travelers with Mo from the beginning, but they just happened to meet him in this game called The Boundary of Innocence. That's all, and then we walked on together naturally.

Only I am the exception.

I am not his fellow traveler, and his side is not my place.

I just don’t know why, but even so, I still want to accompany him on this road.

That indescribable power made Arthur and others willing to follow behind.

The intersection of roads allowed Gawen and Merlin to walk side by side with him.

He is not alone. It can even be said that with every step he takes, he becomes further and further away from the word "lonely".

But he longs for solitude, and this is the only thing he can feel.

His intuition tells him that as long as he wants to do something, it will eventually be achieved naturally. As long as it is what he desires, it will eventually fall into his hands.

In this way, he who longs for solitude will eventually become a human being.

NPCs bound by him cannot disobey his will.

The same goes for Jia Wen and others who are connected to him.

In this way...

Pushing open the study door, Ji Xiaodao took a deep breath of the dry and cold air in the courtyard and let out a silent sigh.

She stopped her thoughts and walked slowly into the sunshine, which was willing to treat everyone equally, but was extremely stingy towards the lonely figure in the study and refused to show any sympathy.

The moment she walked into that warm space, the study door was immediately driven by an invisible force and slammed shut.

If the sun that has graced the earth could also think, then it would probably breathe a sigh of relief at this time.

It's just that it didn't get mercy, because even if it is a natural phenomenon, it may not be innocent.

Mo, who was in front of the bookshelf, gently held up his mask and walked slowly to the bookcase, which was not filled with documents and information because the 'Sin Lord' was not in Troon. He raised his right hand and brushed it slowly on the table - —

Immediately afterwards, a complex, simple, three-dimensional, and strange chessboard shadow appeared in front of him.

"I know what I'm doing……"

He murmured, walked to the left side of the chessboard and stood still, with an arc of unknown meaning at the corner of his mouth.

The next moment, the black throne suddenly rose from the last square on the left side of the chessboard. At the same time, a figure covered in black mist that even the light was distorted appeared on the throne. The eyes behind the mask were empty. And cold.

"I also know... what I'm doing..."

After he finished speaking, a hazy halo of light gradually lit up at the end of the right side of the chessboard, and when the light dissipated, three golden figures also appeared in the air.

With his face covered by a hood, a cross hanging on his chest, and a sacred scripture floating behind him, the faceless priest was leaning over and staring at a sand table that was completely soaked in ink.

He roughly held a lute on his shoulder and held several masks in the other hand in front of his face. His eyes were full of madness and joy. The fraudster raised his chin arrogantly and stared lazily above his head. That small piece of gorgeous starry sky.

Holding a gorgeous sword horizontally, with the wings on his back spread out like a shield, the guardian standing in the center of the war held his head high and his chest high, with thunderous anger flowing in his clear and peaceful vertical pupils.

"Those clowns who are high above the world will soon find their place."

In mid-air, a dazzling sun slowly rose, followed by a mist-like hazy light, and around the hazy light, a deep darkness followed, the sound of gold coins colliding lingered, and the virtual image of a scale, A series of strange images such as blood-colored pupils, ancient books, and twisted words are intertwined above the chessboard.

"But they can't change anything, just like the knees that were bent before they were taken into captivity."

Below the vision, a total of twelve light pillars, six black and six white, rose up. Two of the white light pillars quickly condensed into entities. They were a bishop wearing a black robe and holding a huge staff, and a Crown, the king standing with his sword.

"I still have enough time to make my move before the final moment arrives."

In front of the black throne, a rickety figure appeared in the shadow. It was an old man with a plain appearance. But the moment he appeared, the black mist on the chessboard suddenly surged several notches faster.

Immediately afterwards, another slim and slender figure appeared near the middle boundary. Her face was blurred, and she was on the same line as the man opposite, whose face was half covered by a mask and had a cheerful smile, facing each other.

The rotten dragon head poked out from the clouds, roaring silently.

Weird nursery rhymes sounded erratically, and patches of tombstones were laid out.

On the other side, behind the fraudster dressed as a poet, a petite figure slowly raised his cane.

On the side of the priest, light and shadow intertwined to form a beautiful outline.

A pair of snow-white wings slowly but surely spread out behind the guardian's wings.

The chessboard gradually lost control and began to tremble continuously——

The black wind is howling, and the core is a gorgeously designed ducal coat of arms.

The endless sand roared, and the mottled lances stood in front of the black throne.

Furious roars sounded, like dogs barking, eagles chirping, wolves roaring and dragons roaring.

The originally orderly chessboard suddenly became chaotic.

And Mo's eyes fell on a slender statue of a knight standing in front of the priest who just appeared at the right end of the chessboard, holding a sword.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and thought about the question that he had already figured out the answer to.

The next moment, the door of the study room was knocked gently from the outside, and the chessboard on the table whose contents could not be seen clearly disappeared at the same time.

"Dora is here, do you want her to come in?"

Ji Xiaodao, who walked in directly after knocking on the door, looked at Mo standing at the table and asked lightly.

She didn't close the door, but leaned sideways against the entrance, letting in more of the warmth of the sun outside.

"Need not."

Mo shook his head and walked slowly towards the door. As a thin cloud covered the sun, he passed by Ji Xiaodao. Then he glanced at Dora who was standing in front of the study: "Go underground."

"Yes, Your Excellency."

Dora Shika, who had smooth blond hair and a slightly pale complexion, and wore a black knight's armor, leaned forward slightly, bowed to Mo and then led the way very consciously.

Ji Xiaodao also followed the two of them very naturally after closing the door of the study. Mo, who was walking behind Dora, was noncommittal about this.

In this way, the three of them quickly passed through the [Chaos Canopy] laid out by Mo himself, and arrived below the Sin Lord's Mansion. At this moment, nearly 90% of the development had been completed, and all the internal organs were complete except for the workshop requested by Merlin. The underground palace area.

Under Mo's instructions, Dora took the former directly to the training ground in the deepest part of the underground palace area. It was usually used by her and Ms. Silent Prayer for sparring. Occasionally, Mo would use it alone for a period of time. In that case, it was usually Ms. Silent Prayer accompanied him, and when she was there at the same time, besides the previous time when her power went out of control, this was the first time today.

"Silent Prayer."

Standing in front of the entrance to the training ground, Mo called out softly.

"Um."

Ji Xiaodao, who was lighting torches casually along the way, replied absently.

"You wait outside."

After saying a brief sentence, Mo opened the door and walked in. After Dora also followed under his instruction, a black wall of light suddenly appeared in front of Ji Xiaodao, blocking the way between her and the practice ground. .

"This person..."

Ms. Silent Prayer, who had always been expressionless, gritted her teeth, stamped her feet angrily, and then leaned helplessly on the cold stone wall next to her, pouted her lips in a rare way, and complained in a low voice: "I hate it."

…

At the same time, in the practice field

"Your Mightiness……"

Dora, who was standing in the middle of the field, glanced in the direction outside uneasily and asked in a low voice: "Would it be a bit...uh if you lock Ms. Silent Prayer outside like this?"

"Is there something going on?"

Mo did not completely ignore it as Dora expected, but just asked calmly, startling the latter who had no hope of hearing an answer.

Somewhat nervously, she stood upright subconsciously. Dora was silent for two seconds before hesitatingly asked: "Is there something wrong? After all, Ms. Silent Prayer..."

"Her mood doesn't matter."

Mo interrupted Dora calmly and looked at the female knight in front of her who was wearing the special Sin-soaked Knight Armor of [Ashless War Hymn] and carrying a pitch-black cross sword: "If the Silent Prayer Society is depressed or disappointed, It’s a good thing to leave this place, after all, she was never necessary.”

Dora, who also felt that Ms. Silent Prayer was not suitable here, was slightly stunned, then nodded silently without saying anything.

"the same as you."

Mo's sudden words shocked Dora.

"Your Mightiness……"

"You should admit that Knight Dora Shika, from the time you came here until now, has been a dispensable existence. Apart from taking up a little extra time and energy from me and Merlin, there is nothing. There’s nothing left.”

"Your Excellency, I..."

"I know that you want to do something. The reason why you have achieved nothing is just because you don't have my order. Therefore, Knight Dora Shika, I will now give you the right to choose."

Mo raised his right hand, grabbed a black crystal out of thin air, and threw it to Dora, who looked a little confused: "This thing can absorb the power I gave you before and change you back to your previous self."

Dora's body was shaken, and she lowered her head in disbelief and looked at the piece of black crystal in her hand that was shining with hazy light.

However, Mo did not give her time to think, but explained to himself: "There is no need to worry about unnecessary things. It just recovers the power I gave you before. It will not affect your current body, strength, Realm has any impact, and at the same time it can return your way of thinking to a time when it was still normal. Do you still remember the difficult days you had before? During that time, this power had completely repaired your body, so Even if it is recycled, it will not have any side effects and will only return your gradually contaminated soul to normal."

"Why?"

Dora looked at the man in front of her in confusion, frowned and said, "I thought the reason why you saved me was because you wanted me to..."

"Yes, become my pawn."

The exposed lower half of Mo Tan's face showed no expression at all, and his voice was so calm that it seemed unreal: "But didn't you reject the 'White Knight'? So you have no use value."

Dora asked subconsciously without even thinking: "Then why don't you kill me?"

"Killing has always been a means, not an end. The only reason why it is widely used is just because it is very useful as a 'means'."

Mo seemed to be extraordinarily patient today, willing to answer even such boring questions: "There are too many useless people, I don't need to kill everyone, and you don't deserve such special treatment. "

Dora nodded and fell into silence.

Finally, after nearly five minutes, she raised her head again and asked seriously: "You just said you wanted to give me a choice, right?"

"That's right."

"Then may I ask, besides giving up the power you gave me and leaving here, what is my other choice?"

"Fulfill one wish and then lose everything else."

"Grant one wish and then lose everything else?"

"Um."

"Sorry, Your Excellency, I don't understand..."

"I guess so."

Mo nodded noncommittally, and then walked slowly to a short distance in front of Dora, and gently took off his mask, revealing a face that was exactly the same as Mo Tan outside the game and 'Black Brahman' in the game: " So, what now?”

Plop!

Although there had been some vague speculation in this regard before, at this moment, Dora Shika still knelt on the ground uncontrollably as if she had lost all her strength.

"Hei...Commander Heifan..."

"It's a pity that although you have picked up the sword again, you have forever lost the qualification to be that person's guardian knight."

"You... are not him..."

"At least it's not the 'him' you think of."

"Your Mightiness……"

"Choose, Dora Chica, this is your only chance."

"I wish..."

"I can give you some more time to think about it."

"No, Your Excellency, this is enough, Your Excellency."

"Draw your sword."

"Varied……"

"You have twelve hours to break through the [Laws] I am about to leave behind and walk out of here alive. Only then will you be qualified to stand in front of me."

"What if I don't make it out of here alive?"

"Post-challenge."

"yes!"

Chapter 1,350: End