Ark, they don't revolve around you

Zhuang Ning raised his brightest smile, "So, please leave everything to me."

He walked in and slowly hugged Theresa.

Like a blood demon, all the blood flew into Zhuang Ning's mouth.

Theresa's dress was stained red, and she seemed to be dying. Zhuang Ning whispered in her ear: "The war is not over yet, Theresa, this is the story you started..."

ps: I’m really sorry, I’m stuck in writer’s block today, so the number of words is relatively small, I need to adjust my state.

Chapter 14 No One Considers You Family

The Archangel was in a trance, as if he was in the clouds.

The weight of the body disappears, leaving only the soul.

This is an illusion, the Archangel warned himself again and again, this is an illusion.

But she still couldn't avoid being affected, and the various illusions that penetrated into her nerves were like a spreading poison.

This is the damage that Arturo, under the guidance of Zhuang Ning, unconsciously caused to the Archangel.

Perhaps because of the Lateran angel's empathy, the energy in Arturo's music was amplified, damaging the Angel of Power's nerves. Without targeted treatment, she would fall into hallucinations.

This time what she saw was Syracuse, a sea of ​​blood with occasional bursts of violent gunfire.

Wailing, screaming, death.

One of the members who stuck his head out was pierced in the throat by a crossbow arrow. Blood was pouring down his face. His body squirmed before he died. His eye sockets fell out, and one of his eyeballs fell in front of the Archangel.

The Angel of Power also saw a poor woman crying while holding her child.

The woman was dressed in black mourning clothes. She was roaring on the battlefield, cursing every family member she came into sight. Then the family members noticed the woman and slowly aimed their crossbows at her.

Just pull the trigger.

This is not true, Angel told herself.

But my throat is dry.

Watching all these scenes, a voice told her that she must not sit still and wait for death.

At some point, Archangel had already grasped the gun in one hand, and in the other hand was a polished etched bullet.

Pull the trigger? The vision still tempted her.

The Archangel raised his hands tremblingly. This action, which he had done hundreds and thousands of times in his daily life, seemed as difficult as climbing to the sky.

Her fingertips were about to bend slightly.

Suddenly, the sound of music flowed into the ears of the Archangel.

That was the sound of a cello. The person playing the tune was obviously in a good mood, and this was reflected in his technique as the notes were continuous, fast and intense.

The vitality and rhythm of the melody continued to rise, and the bow was guided to the high pitch. The bright melody made the picture in the eyes of the Archangel even more suspicious.

A hand was placed on the Archangel's shoulder.

Although Angelica was no longer surprised by the owner of this hand, she still looked back with a little fear.

"PhD."

"This is the illusion you saw this time." Zhuang Ning held the bow in his hand, smiling, "Do you want me to take you out?"

He broke into the illusion of the Archangel, feeling as free as if he were at home.

"Yes..." The Angel of Power felt weak all over and didn't notice a sense of relief emerging in her heart.

"Then close your eyes." Zhuang Ning said calmly, "It won't waste too much time."

The bow in his hand turned into a gun. In this almost real illusion, Zhuang Ning's mouth curled up into an exaggerated arc with a happy smile as he watched the family members fighting each other bit by bit.

He scanned the faces of these Ruperts one by one, confirming that they were all strangers, which was a bit regretful.

There was a noise of bolts being pulled.

He raised his gun again, and no longer felt depressed. He jumped out, facing the surging crowd, and shouted loudly: "Happy New Year, brother and sister-in-law!"

Bang bang bang bang!

Bullets burst out, turning the killers who were chasing and blocking them into sieves!

The Archangel watched Zhuang Ning killing people in numbness. The Syracuse killer who was so majestic just now fled in panic as if he had met his natural enemy.

In Zhuang Ning's words, this is called treatment. He used the sound of the piano to intervene in the hallucinations of the Archangel and eliminate things that would cause mental disorder.

However, this type of treatment is usually simple and crude. Pick up a gun and kill all the guys who may cause the anger of Archangel. Naturally, the pathogens will be gone, and you can get out of the hallucination!

Although it is too direct, but in Zhuang Ning's own words, why use your brain when you can use your hands?

Not long after, Zhuang Ning came back quickly with a pocket watch in his hand: "One minute and twelve seconds, it's a pity that I didn't break the record."

This is the time it takes to clear this illusion.

For the Doctor, breaking into the illusion of Exiah is like a game, so he naturally seeks a more efficient way to pass the level, and this countdown is one of them.

The Archangel watched the illusion shatter.

Sometimes she felt that she was just the doctor's tool, used for training when he was happy and for venting when he was unhappy.

Maybe the angel can't refuse, the consequences of these hallucinations are too serious, maybe she will really hurt people in reality, so no matter how disgusted and resistant she is, the angel must accept it.

And she didn't realize that the reason she was able to maintain her bottom line in the hallucination was because she felt that Zhuang Ning would always come to save her.

In the broken illusion, Angelica vaguely heard the voice of thanks. Her heart moved and she was about to speak, but her consciousness immediately left the illusion.

In the log-colored space, the Angel of Energy opens her eyes wide, and the dim light illuminates the face of the man in the distance.

The room is decorated in a simple and plain style, without any unnecessary decorations or lines, and has a pure beauty.

Zhuang Ning was holding the cello, just opened his eyelids and smiled quietly: "Good morning, Angel. I'm glad you have escaped from the hallucination."

The Archangel swallowed the bitter feeling and was no longer cheerful.

Now she is indeed a useless person. As long as she is separated from Zhuang Ning, she may go crazy at any time due to the illusion.

Thinking of this, she stared at Arturo with a ferocious look.

It’s all this woman’s fault.

If she hadn't performed everywhere, how could this result have happened? Why did she leave Penguin Logistics? !

Arturo didn't mind the Angel of Exorcism. He pulled the bow and asked Zhuang Ning casually, "You seem very happy?"

"Did you see it?"

Zhuang Ning shrugged. He was indeed very happy, and when he was happy, he would behave particularly gently and tolerantly.

Zhuang Ning stood up and opened a bottle of old wine with a corkscrew.

The aroma of wine flowed through the room, red as blood, and he raised his cup slightly to toast to Exia and Arturo:

"Of course I'm happy, my ritual was successful."

He didn't say what the ceremony was, and the two didn't ask any further questions. Zhuang Ning drank the wine in one gulp.

Successfully manipulating Theresa means that he can do many things. As long as he makes good use of the queen, he will be invincible.

But he still restrained himself and hid his feelings.

It is not advisable to open champagne at halftime, that pardoner is quite cunning.

Where will he hide...

Zhuang Ning was thinking, when suddenly, his eyes narrowed slightly.

The place he chose was a manor on the edge of the mobile city, near a cemetery.

The feng shui must be not very good, but the people of Kazdel don't buy it.

What's more, the person buried in this cemetery is not an ordinary person, but a monster who did not want anyone to mention it but almost subverted Rhodes Island at that time.

The king of scavengers.

This demon who fed on the living finally died, but his body could not be destroyed. Considering that he had devoted himself to Kazdel, Theresa made an exception and placed his body in the cemetery.

Zhuang Ning is no longer the same person he was before. His perception of Originium and anomalies has improved significantly, and he soon noticed the anomaly in the cemetery.

After a few minutes, the cemetery employees were evacuated. Zhuang Ning, together with Archangel Exia and Arturo, passed through the empty mausoleum and reached the deepest part.

A tombstone decorated with strange patterns, with wild flowers and weeds blooming wildly.

A king is buried here. After his death, his coffin was covered with countless spells for fear that he would break out of the ground.

But at this point, a broken hand broke through the obstacles from the soil.

Although Angel had always thought that she was bold, her breathing could not help but become sluggish.

Is this another horror movie?

Zhuang Ning was quite interested: "It happened to be when I came back..."

The vitriol has not gone away.

With a bang, the huge coffin lid was blown away by the strange force, and white bandages fluttered in the wind from the ground.

The dead man finally emerged from underground.

More than a year later, the seemingly dead Lord of the Royal Court appeared with his bare hands and a sinister smile.

This is the King of the Scavengers. Every Lord of the Royal Court is an army of one man, and the power he holds is decay!

With the King of Scavengers at the center, all life in the cemetery is disappearing madly. The green turns to yellow and eventually withers, while the flowers lose their color and eventually fall.

The King of Scavengers absorbed large amounts of nutrients, but there was no sign of his consciousness awakening.

"Sure enough, you are already dead..." Zhuang Ning murmured.

I don't know who awakened the body of the Scavenger King, but this is just fine.

Zhuang Ning needs the Lord of the Royal Court.

When he took the crown back from Amiya, there were several things that were essential, including the covenant of the royal court.

By now, most of the lords of the royal court have turned away from Kazdel, the liches have gone to Leithania, and the Cyclops is using his ability to predict the future to resist evil demons in the ice field of Sami.