Son of the Olden Days

"Shut up! Little shiitake! Your innocence is no longer suitable for your age! How do you think I should live? Bury important people again and again, and then do nothing? Silently waiting for the next loss to come ?"

"I don't deny that there are many beautiful things in this world, but unfortunately all I have seen along the way are desperate scenery. Now, you want me to stand in **** and look up to heaven. I'm sorry I can't do it."

"There are so many wolves in this dirty world, and my weak hound, the only thing I can do is show my fangs, rise to the challenge, and tear everything apart." Sol turned his head and stared at the man. It was a bloodshot one-eyed, roaring at Lorna.

Her eyes blushed, and Lorna lowered her head in a sense of aggrieved feeling. She had a lot of jokes. He had never been so fierce to herself.

Feeling a little dizzy in his head, fierce emotions mixed with curses began to bite the will again, this restlessness and shouting made Thor's chest rise and fall. Damn, you obviously don’t even have your lungs. What are you ups and downs?

"Thank you, you guys used to be important women in my life to me. I mean thank you for the help and support you have given me, but let’s say goodbye to you, I can’t die forever, and I’m a little bored myself. ."

Even if I can survive, I won't go back to the South, so forget me, just like forgetting a mouse in the trash. Maybe you heard an unrecognizable beast in the wilderness one day, maybe that's me. "

Saul waved his hand sadly, turned around and grabbed the doorknob.

Suddenly there was a little quiet around.

He turned around and saw three young girls standing behind him silently looking at him.

"Well, it seems I am a lucky idiot!" With emotion, he turned around and walked to Lorna.

"Sorry! I shouldn't have yelled at you." Saul wiped her tears, then gently hugged her and kissed her.

Lorna raised her face slightly, did not reject Sol's kiss, but secretly increased her arm hug.

"Would you like to put a small round stool?" Saul let go of Lorna, then walked to Chris.

"How sweet and sour? What did you steal again?" Sol also hugged her and kissed. The little bean sprout almost hung around Sol's neck, making Sol's neck a bit hard to fall.

"Congratulations, I kissed you twice in total. It seems that you will never get married in the future!" Saul let go of Chris and walked to Anne Baez in the beat of her small fist.

"I don't need it anymore. If you dare to stretch out the dog's head, I will kill you!" Anne Baez bent her elbow to hold one arm, her face flushed and looked at the ground on the side.

"I care if you need it or not! Come on, kill me and give me a ride!" Sol violently bumped her against the side wall, then pinched her chin and kissed her. For a moment.

"I like bullying female knights the most, especially you who are arrogant. It's just your stuff...a bit hard, weird." Saul squeezed Anne Baez's embarrassed face, then turned upside down. The back of her hand banged on her breastplate.

"Timo, don't pretend to be dead there! Let's go!" Sol yelled behind him, waving his hand.

"Goodbye, beautiful ladies, I will miss you!" Timo flew to Sol from the bedside table, bit his jaw and said to the girls, and then turned to catch up with the steps of the boss who had gone out. .

Originally, Anne Baez suggested Sol to put on a disguise, and then find an opportunity to send him out of the city in a carriage. It is said that the wanted order for Sol has been very violent recently. But Saul is not worried, maybe those guys are now praying not to meet this monster himself.

That wanted warrant was a bit interesting, and it was a little different from the previous one.

The above briefly described Thor's evil appearance, and also emphasized the danger of the target. And urged that if someone finds the target, don't do it blindly and don't alarm the other party, just return and report the letter.

This is obviously an upgraded wanted order, but it is strange that compared to the big reward of fifty golden eagles last time, this time it has been reduced to the poor ten golden eagles. It seems that his head is becoming less and less valuable. .

It seems that the attitude of the Dark Council is very obvious, they want to drive themselves out of the South.

A large area of ​​wanted orders is posted, and after a long time, some pretentious guys will find themselves. Even if I can beat them all away or kill them, kill and be harassed every day, I will always get bored.

Similar to Thor's guess, after the night of the dance party, the interrogation efforts at the gates of the city have become more relaxed. He had a suspicious mask on his face in a hooded robe, but the guards let him go without much inspection.

It seems that I really hate dogs and have a reputation for being fierce. Sol has been in a state of involuntary irritation on the way out of the city. A random spark may be able to ignite, but no one blocked him.

After leaving the city, Thor immediately took off his robe and mask. He was very uncomfortable wearing these things, and he was a little dull.

"Boss, where are we going now?" Timo asked.

"Yeah, where are you going? I'm going to die, do you want to be together?" Sol muttered in a dull way. Right now he just wants to keep going like this to see what the end result of this curse is. Can it last?

"Boss, three beautiful women! Unexpectedly you did such a big thing while I was asleep!" Timo said without words on the way, but Sol did not respond to him, just a little Walking with his head down in pain.

"Boss, I agree with what you said. We are all hunting dogs. We must take good care of ourselves."

Gods are all hunting dogs, and when Timo said a good sentence, the taste suddenly changed. Saul wanted to smile, but his consciousness became more and more blurred.

Then there was nothing to say all the way, I don't know how long it took.

"Boss, put me in the ring. I've consumed a lot of magic when I came out this time, and I feel like I'm going to sleep for a while." Timo originally thought Saul would curse and complain, but he didn't.

"Oh uh... uh uh... you... let's go, Timo, I may really be out of luck, you go in the ring, and no one may let you out next time. Brother, this way... thank you Accompany you."

Saul stopped abruptly, holding the tree half-bent and letting out some dull breaths, digging his fingers deep into the trunk. Then he suddenly began to cough up blood violently, let out some hoarse howls, and finally fell trembling.

"Boss...old...big." In the darkness, Timo's call became more and more distant, eventually inaudible.

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On a new day, Setin Gerald, the three-seat elder of the Dark Council, walked through the wide corridor and came to the Chamber of the Dark Council.

After taking off his peaked mage hat and hung it on the hanger, Setin pulled the chair beside the small round table and sat with the chief elder Pallid Lumbit and the second elder Frank Abis.

The real chamber of the dark council is actually very wide, enough to accommodate twenty-four seats and more people under the council, where various political activities are carried out, or the management system of the council is changed.

This chamber is very small, probably just like an ordinary study room, and the furnishings are also very simple. Three elderly people are sitting around a small round table like this. When people are old, they like this kind of slightly closed and narrow space, which will not be too noisy or open.

Setin knows very well what the chief and the second seat are waiting for. These two days the family has been busy with the funeral of his grandson, and the boring welcoming and sending out of them, and I believe the same is true in the second seat's family.

With a slight sigh, Setin started with a letter from the Mage Evano in the gray screen town on the border and began the narrative of the whole thing. Then I made a summary including my own processing methods, event results, and my final speculation.

"What the **** ancient evil, I don't care what he is. He killed my favorite grandson. This is the biggest provocation of the Dark Council in the past 100 years. Someone must be responsible." As soon as Setin's voice fell, the second elder Frank said He cursed angrily.

"Did you really see it clearly? What the **** is that?" The elder calmed down a few words, and then asked Setin calmly.

"That is the remnant thought of Thackerrain. Although it is my guess, it should be 80% certain." Setin frowned, her expression very solemn, as if she was opening a page of horror.

"Are you sure?" Second elder Frank stared at him and asked in shock.

At the end of the ancient kingdom, the lord of the dead, Zacreen Nogador, once ruled the land and set off a brutal and **** war on the continent that lasted for hundreds of years. It is precisely because of this that there is a bright calendar behind and a dark calendar now.

Later, it was said that Thackerrain was sealed in the secret realm by the combined forces of the gods, and some said that Thackerrain had died out, and there were different opinions. Facing the terrible period of ancient turbulent history, the three old things of them are not even children, they are evil gods that can fight against the gods.

Before these evil gods fell, they heard that they would divide their residual consciousness into many parts and scattered them in many dark corners of the continent.

In the long years and changes, as long as one of the cannibals succeeds in occupying a new body, the evil **** may be able to realize self-resurrection through this opportunity.

Of course, this is only one of many legends after all, and even the Cthulhu's remnant thoughts can't go through the curtain of time for a long time.

As time goes by, some residual thoughts will dissipate by themselves, and even if some residual thoughts succeed in possessing someone, their mental corrosiveness will definitely be greatly reduced.

This depends on the strength of Can Nian, the way of possessing, and the will of the person being corroded. There are too many variables and too many possibilities. But no matter what, this is by no means good news for the three chiefs of the Dark Council.

Once the Cthulhu is resurrected, it is not a trick to overthrow the parliamentary rule, but a **** storm that overthrows the entire continent and drags all the creatures to burial.

This level of disaster is not something that the three old bones of them can resist with their strength.

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