The Enemy Always Wants to Pull Me into a Coffin

Chapter 89

All memories have returned, he clearly remembered everything ten thousand years ago, and…everything that he experienced together with Arecio ten thousand years later. For him, ten thousand years later, it is almost like an unusually dreamy dream. He can live with Arecio, can talk every day, and no one can hinder them.

No one can stop them.

He likes this sentence.

Now, he faced the pupil of Qi Zhi in a particularly relaxed posture. He guessed that Qi Zhi should be panicked, but he did not expect his memory to be restored so quickly. But Qizhi quickly calmed down again, and he moved his pupils, still staring into the void.

[I hope you still call me “Hitomi” before I take off. 】

The saint smiled.

“Do you like this identity?”

【……like. 】

He does not reject his responsibilities, but it does not prevent him from enjoying the days of being a “pupil” now. He has a cute emoticon, many people will talk to him, can make movies with scenes and characters they have seen before, and… see Arecio every day. Suizhi is happy for this kind of life, so he is willing to exist as a “pupil” before the real recovery takes off.

“Then, I will remember this request and count it as a small gift for me to trade with you.” The saint said lightly, “Now, let’s talk about our previous transactions.”

“The first plan was collapsed. We failed to prevent the destruction of the three pillars and the onset of fire, but for now, the second plan is implemented smoothly.”

“The emperor of the Eastern branch has a slight deviation, but it is a good thing. I don’t have to face a completely strange emperor, but a resurgent like me. I am happy for this. Other than that. Besides, everything is the same as we expected.”

[Yes, everything went well, you saved the “tinder”. 】

“That’s not’fire,’ it’s Areci.” The saint corrected it immediately, “This one is not counted in the trade between you and me, but my personal will. I remember that Areci must survive, it was me who traded with you. The prerequisite for confirming that he is a kind of fire is the next thing.”

[It’s rare for you to be so selfless, I’m naturally happy. 】

“In this way, we have reached a consensus on the premise. Next is your side. How many times can the goddess take action?”

【twice. Hitomi affirmed, [There are two opportunities for violations left, and God can intervene. 】

“Then the battle of gods?”

[No, you value him too much. If it were not for rules, your Majesty Gallotti would kill him like a bug. 】

The saint nodded.

“I will try to induce him to violate the rules as much as possible. Theo is a good way. On the emperor’s side, I will also speed up his awakening and let you take off as soon as possible.”

[I have nothing to worry about your ability. Hitomi said, and then added, [But, please follow Alesi’s pace. He is a “tinder”. The direction he unintentionally decides is the most correct direction. Don’t do things that will encourage you. 】

The saint agreed, and then decided to end this exchange. This time, it was only to say hello to Hitomi after he recovered his memory. If there is anything in the future, Hitomi can’t move anyway, he can come over at any time.

Before leaving, he did not forget to remind him.

“Don’t forget the conditions I made.”

[Naturally, Leviathan told Ujfa Lucy the way to go to the Dragon Tomb, and I will give you eternal life. In this respect, God is much more honest than man. 】

The saint left without staying any longer, the white cloak fluttered, he was about to leave the central area, and Hitomi only heard him speak softly.

“Anyway, although your original intention may be to allow me to continue to play a role ten thousand years later, I am still very grateful for you to resurrect me… after I confided in Areci’s prophecy of extinction.”

He left, but there was a dazed expression in his floating eyes.

[But I… didn’t resurrect you. 】

*****

With heavy rain pouring down, Ruzius listened to the rainstorm warning issued by Guangbra, and hit a car on the software, ready to go home as quickly as possible. It is difficult to describe his mood at the moment in words. After recovering his memory, everything that was originally covered in a fog has become clearer. He knew the joint plan with the gods, knew the soul backtracking on their side or the enemy’s side, and also knew…everything about Arecio that he had never recalled before.

The opening of the memory valve seemed to originate from the “star ring” mentioned by Alessi on the phone. With the connection of that old thing, he remembered everything on the day of resurrection, which was closely related to the soul. The ring reminded him of the water monster who had taken care of him in the past, the pure and innocent water monster who always waved a star ring and smiled at him. This was his first impression of dark creatures.

However, he was quickly taken away by the temple, with his outstanding aptitude, and the star ring was left in a corner of his memory. He almost thought he had forgotten it.

But no, yes, it was the carnival before the fire and rain. On that day, his life changed drastically.

He got on the driverless hovering vehicle, but arrived near his and Areci’s home within ten minutes. Levitation vehicles are forbidden to enter here, only to walk in. He refuses the umbrella device provided by the levitating vehicle and walks directly into the rain. The rain curtain presses his eyelashes, but his thoughts are clearer than ever.

Yes, that carnival, the carnival where he and Areci have not yet broken, as usual, waiting for the carnival to spend with Areci. In the early morning of that day, after all, he couldn’t resist the intrusion of doubts, and chose to enter the area where he had been reprimanded just by stepping before.

He took out all the skills he had cultivated so far. He thought that he would only return without success, because the temple he was loyal to was so noble and there would definitely not be any haze.

He was wrong.

What he saw was only the tip of the iceberg, and the bones of dark creatures were already piled up like a mountain. He opened the archives that had fallen a lot of dust. The owner of the archives had obviously been dead for a long time. He pushed forward according to the year. A trembling heart kept denying it. He couldn’t believe it, sitting on the altar with cold eyes. What the kinship said is true.

[The temple is no different from Theo. Said the kin with a torn wing, [Do you know why I clashed with Theo? He wanted to experiment with people to see if he could train a new army loyal to the dark. Before this happened, I didn’t know Theo was such a lunatic. 】

[You can check, just the area you mentioned some time ago. I haven’t done anything wrong, why should I guard you? 】

The hand flipping through the file stopped, and the trembling fingertips of the saint fell on the name of a small village.

[Capture water monsters, three females and four males. 】

No more, there is no more star ring, no more gold-enhanced fishtails from childhood. What Alysi said was true, he saw the truth of the power that was pressing on their heads earlier than he did.

The difference is that Alessi chose to resist on the spot. It was a brave Alessi approach. At this time, he just wanted to back down, just deny, just want to…

Go to see Areci.

Fortunately, today is the carnival, and they promised to meet each other once a year. Thinking of this, he couldn’t wait. The once glorious and holy temple suffocated him at this time, and he wanted to escape. After clearing all the traces of his visit, he passed through the huge main building complex as usual. The fortune-tellers were divination again. The evening bell rang again and again. I wonder if those written prophecies include the dirty of the temple. ?

A flock of pigeons flew past in the sunset, his footsteps stopped, and standing in front of him was the only blind diviner he had ever met in the temple.

He had a sad premonition, and this premonition soon became a reality. In the **** color, the fortuneteller showed him a cry but a smile.

[Luzius, you… now… do you have time? 】

While speaking, the tears of the fortune-teller rolled down unsuspectingly.

[I have a…excessive prophecy…]

[I finally made a prediction…]

【I……】

The blind fortuneteller finally couldn’t hide it anymore, he covered his face with his hands, and cried silently.

[Why is it me? Why is it me? ! I have already figured out how to leave the temple and live with her, why is it me? ! 】

Routine, divination.

Routine, doomsday divination.

No one of the superb fortune-tellers had made any predictions, and now it was in the hands of Noah, a useless blind fortune-teller.

[I can’t bear the weight of this prophecy, I simply…cannot be the savior. 】

[I can only think of you, I will give you this prophecy, okay? 】

What else can he say? Both he and Noah knew the consequences of such a heavy prediction. When the setting sun completely sank into the ground, he learned from the fortuneteller, the fire and rain, the exact time, and the track of its destruction.

[Please, let this world be good…] The fortuneteller choked up several times, [At least, she can still sing and dance in this world. You can stop it, except you, I don’t know who else can stop…]

The fortuneteller knew his own weakness, he could hide this prophecy without telling anyone. That way he can live, but what’s the point of the stolen time? He can also choose to tell the prophecy to the archbishops of the temple, but Noah, the low-level fortune-teller who has been at the bottom of the temple all the year round, obviously has a clearer understanding of this behemoth.

[Why…Is it me? 】

The fortuneteller finally asked, Ruzius shook his hand, and the fortuneteller’s fingertips trembled violently. This prediction is too heavy. If it is too heavy to say it, it will kill the leaker. Starting from his fingertips, he gradually became something like dust or smoke, and on his barely remaining face, it was the look of an ordinary person who had suffered death——

Tears, fear, regret, unwillingness.

He was still talking.

[Go see her for me, but don’t tell her…]

Ruzius responded, and finally, he had nothing in his hands. He maintained this posture of holding someone’s hand for a long time before slowly retracting it. His fingers seemed to cramp. In the pain of twisting, he closed his eyes.

Areci. The first thing he thought of was Alessi’s name. He felt that he was in the abyss at the moment, and there was no more disaster underneath, but this name could keep him suspended.

He wants to see Areci, maybe they can visit Noah’s loved ones together tonight, the prophecy can’t tell, but if he insists on doing something, Areci will definitely help him even if he doesn’t know why.

He walked in a hurry, walking through the carnival crowd, full of joy that had nothing to do with him. He was searching in the crowd. At this time, the blood race had already jumped out from a corner and tried to frighten him, but today he did not.

Floats swaggered past him, the crowd changed from crowded to sparse, and the carnival ended. He let off a shadow bat, flapped its wings and flew around, then returned to his hand, with innocent red eyes open.

Perceiving something, he hid the shadow bat and turned his head.

The messenger of the temple.

[Why are you here? ] The courier was panting, but his face was full of smiles, [There is great news, I want to tell you! 】

[Just now, the spies we planted in the Blood Moon Castle sent back news——]

[Three generations of Prince Areciou, confirmed dead. 】

Seeing him standing still, the courier waited for a while and made a puzzled voice.

【……Your Mightiness? 】

The saint did not speak, and in the lights of the carnival at the curtain call, he stood still, expressionless.

He felt everything rushing toward him. 【Note】