Song of Time – Dusk Awakening Verse

The sky hadn't appeared on the sea, but the white beam of light outside the coconut grove had been illuminated like a scorching sun. However, the white light was only a flash, and the entire forest was buried by another divine power. A large piece of gray-black metal centered on Shun, flying around like an explosion, in the blink of an eye, hundreds of meters around the messy coast were transformed into a dead forbidden area covered by metal.

Inside the spherical protective layer a few meters thick in the center of the explosion, the prince still closed his eyes, shaking his hands and wiping the tears he shed from the intense stimulation, feeling that most of his body was about to lose sense. He couldn't see at the moment, and his ears were full of unstoppable humming. He couldn't hear anything and couldn't see anything.

He didn't even have time to think about the origin of the horrible white beam of light. He subconsciously yelled "As far as he could", bent over and waved his arms desperately, touched a bare arm in panic, and immediately fumbled up. It wasn't until I felt the familiar face and trembling to confirm my breath, that I let out a long breath.

He didn’t care about thinking too much, he first stabilized his hand with all his strength, took out the only two life-saving pills from the pocket inside his waist, put one in his mouth, bit one, and touched it as far as he could to plug the remaining one by the side of his mouth. Go in. The warm healing power was slowly activated. He sat cross-legged on the ground and took a few breaths, and finally felt his eyes regain some perception, and his eyelids trembled and opened slowly.

It was dark all around, and only the long knife he fell on the ground was still glowing red. He immediately stretched his arm to grab the knife, and turned his head with the bright light. Lying beside him as far as possible, holding the spear in both hands, most of the cloak was burned by the beam of light, leaving only the arm on the left side that was burnt and blistered. He quickly leaned over to check the opponent's pupils and heartbeat, and found that it was still stable, it seemed that it was only a temporary fainting caused by the impact of extremely strong divine power.

Who is the one who has just shot... There is such a powerful monk in the South Island! ? He was still entangled with the picture of the majestic beam of light in his mind, and couldn't help being frightened. If it weren't for the amulet given by the emperor to be activated in time, I'm afraid that no one on the scene can escape the disaster! He focused his gaze on the burned half of his arm as far as he could, and the crazy blood-eyed monsters and the giant puppets he had never seen before flashed in his mind again, and he suddenly felt a chill flying on his back: he did not expect that this fishing village was actually inside and outside. The dead end of introducing the king into the urn!

The pill specially made by the royal family worked quickly. Just as he frowned and meditated silently, the scald on the gun guard's arm was also recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye, leaving only patches of gray-black light marks on the skin. He sighed deeply, struggling to get up, staggering to find the whereabouts of the other companions.

The Monk Water was pulled and dragged by him, and fortunately avoided the frontal impact of the beam of light, but was still fainted by the hot heat, lying motionless on the beach not far away. Shun ran to her in a few steps and found that her clothes were still intact except for a little burnt mark, except that the exposed skin was very dry and cracked, and her whole body was almost dehydrated.

Two meters away from her left side, the black robe explorer lay down on his back, his hair was almost completely burned, and his face was covered with mottled blisters that floated after being burned, but the clothes were not affected much, except for the neckline and pocket. cap. He also confirmed the heartbeat of the other party, and then repeatedly scanned the surroundings without seeing Monk Guang. His heart trembled. Before he had time to think about it, he heard several intermittent hums as far as he could.

"How are you?" He hurried back to help his companion up, and helped him pat his back a few times before letting the deep breath cough out.

"...It's okay." The gun guard coughed a few more times, shook his head dumbly, and habitually looked around, but he couldn't see anything in the dark.

The prince took another look at the wound on his arm with the light of the knife, then nodded in relief, and asked in a low voice, "Did you bring the box of medicine with you?"

"Take it." Jin Yuan felt dizzy, took out the small wooden box from the waistband and handed it directly to him. As soon as Shun opened it after receiving it, he was stunned: Why there are only two bottles? He was a little puzzled, but he didn't have time to ask more, turned and ran to the wounded on the other side, leaving the gun guard sitting stiffly on the ground in a daze.

The prince swiftly poured a bottle of constant potion into the two companions, and a silver light flashed on the top of his head. The metal constructed by the divine power suddenly disappeared without a trace, just like when it appeared. He thought that this protective layer would last longer, so he could only grab a long knife and crawl on the ground in a hurry, and glanced at the southern coast where the beam of light hit.

The surface of the sea was still dark and heavy, and the powerful mysterious light monk seemed to retreat with a single blow, and then appeared without a trace, only the little pearl-like **** on the shallows were flickering-that were all energy holes in the chest of the giant puppet. But the weird thing is that even though they have broken free from the shackles of the metal layer, the puppets seem to have run out of energy and still remain motionless, giving them a chance to breathe.

Although it seemed that there was no threat in the front, he did not dare to be careless, turning his face and then looking behind him. The South Island sailors were imprisoned for more than a minute. They all fell into shock due to lack of oxygen and lay down on the beach. They only seemed to have not been affected by the beam of light, and their lives should be unharmed.

He was trying to find Monk Light around the group of sailors, only to hear a whisper "Careful!" as far as he could. He subconsciously turned over and rolled forward, and then raised his head, he saw a few more flashes in the coconut grove not far away. With both blood and red eyes, the indistinct red mist finally spread to the back of the hillside.

"Withdraw!" After this sudden change of life and death, Shun has felt exhausted physically and mentally. The two wounded are still unconscious, and one of them is still unaware of life and death. How can there be energy to clean up these monsters! ? He compared his hands to the gun guard, each with a companion, and ignored the group of sailors, and ran towards the northern coast with strides.

The two ran as hard as they could, but the blood-eyed monster was three points faster, and a dozen figures jumped out of the forest with a few bounces, using both hands and feet, roaring and rushing straight forward like a hungry wolf. They quickly ran around the sailors, but seemed to have no interest in these comatose mortals. They flew past and continued to move forward, seeing that they were about to catch up with the target.

Hearing the messy ghost calls close to his ears, Shun seemed to be able to smell the rotten stench from the monsters' mouths, frowning and making a gesture as far away as possible. The two suddenly stopped and jumped back towards the group of monsters with the help of impulse. They passed by at the moment they didn't react. They swung their weapons and chopped them a few times. Regardless of the results, they slid and turned again. Continue to evacuate towards the north.

The blood-eyed monsters couldn't stop, and they ran a few meters before turning their heads. They chased away without hesitation. They quickly picked up the following companions and gathered into an arc-shaped net to block the prince's four. Retreat. The chasing soldiers were close at hand again, and the two of them had no choice but to stop, and protected the unconscious wounded back to back, but fell into heavy encirclement in an instant.

Shun leaned forward to avoid a **** claw swing, and the long knife took a few steps away from the opponent, and quickly glanced towards the south bank. The giant puppets with white light on their chests seemed to be on standby, still motionless.

In order to save the remaining divine power as much as possible, Jinyuan did not display the space shield, but kept swinging the spear to the blood-eye man’s limbs and joints. The tip of the spear condensed a little light. Once it hits, it will be broken. , It is much more effective than the prince's long sword.

It's just that these blood-eyed people are not afraid of death. They use their hands when their legs are broken, and they use their teeth when they break their hands. They are like layers of lunatics. Even if their energy is intact, they can't keep things out. What's more, they are now exhausted! However, after more than a dozen back and forth, the two of them were already covered with blood stains, and several wounds were added, and their physical strength gradually weakened.

Seeing that the potential for defeat was about to appear, the two comatoses still had no response. They were trying to stretch the magic arts as far as they could. First, they opened a path to avoid their sharp edges. Unexpectedly, a blue band of light appeared in the distance, rushing straight towards the two.

"Come up!" He heard the anxious cry of the old housekeeper. His heart jumped before he dared to move. The prince saw that the mysterious ice monk came to help again, and before thinking about it, he reached out and copied the water monk. , Pulling him and jumping on the ice belt.

The moment they stepped on the ice, a two-foot-wide ice wall flew up to protect the left and right. The white ice belt screamed through the gap carrying four people, turning around and floating on the surface of the sea. However, it disappeared from the field of vision for more than ten seconds.

About one kilometer north of the coconut grove, there is a low-lying gravel beach. When the tide is high, it always brings sediment and algae back down, but after subsiding, it leaves a lot of it in the crevices and gully. , Off the beaten track.

The prince and his party are hiding in the cave on the back of this deserted beach. The golden bonfire had already been lit, and the old butler in the black cloak took them all the way to his station, unable to hide anymore, so he could only silently leaned at the entrance of the cave, looking at the gloomy four people inside, thinking for a moment if the other person asked about it. Why, how should I respond.

The two wounded had also woke up at this moment, both sitting on the ground staring at the igniting sprout, hanging their heads silent. Monk Shui didn't even care about combing his hair, draped it in a mess behind his head, and there were still many dry and cracked marks on his face, like gray scales, looking seeps. The investigator was almost burned to a bald head, but he didn't care at all. He still had a dull face, and even his pupils were frozen in the center.

Shun and Jinyuan sat opposite them, each with their weapons placed beside them, and they also bowed their heads without speaking, staring at the pulsating fire, as if to find some kind of sign from it. After a long silence, the grumpy monk Shui broke the calm first.

"X's, who did you provoke? My old lady has never experienced this kind of dark loss in a fight with others!" Miss Ling gritted her teeth and untied the strap that was tied to the wound on her shoulder. The leader gave a glance. Although the constant potion had a miraculous effect on divine power damage, after all, the flesh and blood cut off were difficult to regenerate in a short time, and there was still a hole-like wound on her collarbone.

"You are going to sit like this!?" She seemed quite satisfied with the healing condition of the wound, and she buttoned her collar casually, turned her head and glared at a few people, "What if he is in the woods? You don't plan to do it again. Go find it!?"

Her slightly sharp voice kept spinning in the hole, but she still couldn't elicit a response. Shun just lowered his head, staring at the flames in deep thought, as if he was a little touched as far as he could, holding the heavy spear and looking at the prince again, after all, he did not get up. Only the black robe explorer opened and closed his lips a few times in the firelight, as if he was talking, but it was unknown whether his voice was too low or his voice was too mute, and no one heard what he said.

"You are not going, my old lady will go by yourself!" She drank for a long time and no one took care of her. She vented her anger and slapped the ground hard. She got up and wanted to go, but the prince sternly stopped: "Stop. !"

She paused for a second, her heart raged, and she gritted her teeth and had to go again, and a second hum without tone ups and downs came from behind: "Gu told you to stop..."

As soon as the word "solitary" came out, she couldn't go down no matter what she was walking in the air, she turned her head angrily, only to see the prince's black pearl-like pupils filled with ice cold, and the purple divine light couldn't stop because of anger. It flashed by the pupil, like a burst of thunder.

The two looked at each other for a few seconds, and Brother Shui finally lost the battle and sat down slowly back to the place with his head hanging down. The white-scaled face was motionless under the fire light, making it even more gloomy.

Seeing as far as possible, the two of them were both dull and silent. In order to ease the deadlock, they could only persuade in a low voice, "Miss Ling, now that we are in such a situation, we should first stabilize our physical condition and let us..."

"Is there any wine?" Before he finished speaking, the female monk suddenly shouted and turned to ask the old butler.

"...Oh, yes, yes." The old man was startled by her, and it took a long time to react. After fumbling for a few times in his pocket, he took out a silver flat pot and threw it over.

The female monk didn't say thank you. After taking it, she picked up the lid of the pot, took three sips, and put the pot in front of the explorer. She took a long breath and closed her eyes and crossed her legs to meditate quietly. The silver pot made a crisp sound on the ground, but it did not attract the investigator's attention at all. He didn't even tremble his eyelids, staring at the flame, his whole body seemed to be stiffened into a piece of iron.

The old butler only felt that the atmosphere in the cave became more and more weird. He hesitated to say a few words. While hesitating, Shun seemed to be aware of his anxiety and reluctantly pressed his frantic mood and thanked him: "Mr. Louis... …Thanks to you for your assistance just now, I am not grateful for the great grace.

"Where..." The old man waved his hand politely, "I just happened to be passing by, so you don't have to worry about it."

The two said a few words back and forth, the cave was silent again, the flames crackled and flashed a few times, and Shun looked at the unexpected rescuer again, and he asked after a while: "If you take the liberty to ask, you ...Why did it come here?"

"Oh, this is a long story..." The old butler had finished the draft and said whispered, "My lady heard that there was a bad beast here a few days ago, and she was very worried, but unfortunately she fell ill again. The way to come here for memorial service, then I was told to run for her first."

"So... Madam is really kind-hearted."

"Hey!" The old man sighed lightly, seeming to sigh with emotion for the innocent victims in this fishing village.

After a sigh, the cave returned to silence. The old butler was not sure whether he was hiding it, but the other party stopped asking, he naturally had trouble picking up the conversation. He glanced at the four people again, got up and patted the cloak and said: "Sit down first, I'll go find some Sea fish, shrimps and shells, make a soup to warm everyone up."

"Don't dare to bother..." Shun hurriedly stretched out his hand to persuade, but the old man shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Your Majesty, don't be afraid of your jokes. I am really hungry. I will find something to eat nearby and will come back soon." He didn't. When the other party agreed, he got out and disappeared into the light of the sky.

The prince slowly retracted his arm and stared at the direction where the figure disappeared. He never knows that there is such an ice master beside Madame Lowina. Of course, this is indeed understandable. After all, with the reputation of that lady, even adding a few guards is not excessive. .

He just felt a little strange that the old butler took such a natural risk to rescue him. But after all, the time to get along in the capital is limited. He is not sure whether this old man who has always been polite and warm-faced is the kind of cold-faced and warm-faced person, or has another plan... But since the other party is well-intentioned, here is a strong enemy. At this time, he would never rashly suspect and mess around.

Thinking in his mind, the gun guard beside him suddenly said: "I'll go outside for a tour." The prince tilted his head to look, facing the dark green eyes, the fire was shining, and he suddenly felt that his eyes seemed to look like There was a moment of hesitation, erratic like a flame, but in the blink of an eye, it returned to the usual indifferent.

"...Be careful." He guessed that his companion might be frustrated by the change just now, but he didn't stop it. He just reminded him again, and closed his eyes cross-legged, trying to enter a meditation state.

The slight footsteps as far as possible were quickly covered by the roar of the tide, but the prince sat by the fire for a long time, but couldn't calm the restlessness in his heart. He breathed a long breath and opened his eyes, glanced at the two stone-like figures in front of him, stood up in silence, and planned to go outside to get some breath.

He turned to the outside of the cave and looked at the brighter white light at the end of the sea, only to feel a momentary trance. Although this raid was a complete failure, how could he not be able to stand this blow? He had already set aside the result, but the only thing he couldn't let go of was the unidentified inspector. He didn't know what kind of magical technique the dazzling beam of light was, and he couldn't guess what happened to Monk Light at that moment, but he couldn't find anyone just now, and he couldn't hear even a call for help, just...

However, he still couldn't do anything now, he only felt a bitter entanglement of powerlessness and self-blame. He trembled his chapped lips, closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He suddenly felt the stench in the salty sea breeze, and turned around angrily. Suddenly he caught a glimpse of someone shaking outside the woods on the other side of the rocky beach. He subconsciously unfolded the illusion disguise, and hid his steps with the sound of the tide, he tapped his feet in the rocky bushes, hidden behind a large rock, and finally heard a few inaudible whispers.

"...You are still yourself..."

"Does the old man need... the beach... come and go freely..."

The rest of the words were swallowed by the howling wind, but these only two sentences made Shun secretly relieved. He was convinced that one of them must be as far away as possible. Although the voice was faint and unclear, he would never admit his mistake after spending so many years together. As for the other person... I'm afraid it's Louis butler, I don't know how they would meet together...

He didn't care too much, and didn't want to eavesdrop from behind. He was about to leave quietly. Unknowingly, a few vague conversations floated from behind the rock, but his footsteps suddenly stopped.

"That... When is it going to... Madam also wants to... I'm afraid it's too late..."

"I haven't...find a way..."

that matter? What should I mention under such circumstances... He repeatedly tried to figure out these two sentences, and then remembered that at the dinner that day, the old butler also mentioned something to be done. Apart from the doubts in his mind, he naturally saw that the two people seemed to be very confused. Some secret relationships.

In the dawn of the day, he watched as he walked slowly towards the cave as far as possible, and suddenly noticed that the opponent seemed to be holding something tightly in his hand. There was a flash of aura in his mind, as if he had guessed something, he dismissed the disguise without warning, and asked in a dumb voice: "What are you holding?"

This soft question was like thunder, shaking as far as he could, subconsciously raising the heavy gun, and turning his head in amazement, only to see the prince standing on the rock with a calm face, his black pupils staring at his hand without blinking.

Facing the reflection of the sky on the sea surface, he actually felt that the slight glow reflected from his pupils seemed to be a scorching ray, as if to print an unhealable wound from the back of his still clenched hand.