MTL - Welcome to the Nightmare Game-Chapter 73 Never Nowhere (Fanwai)

The aircraft slowly landed in a snow and ice, and finally landed in a hidden valley. The steam turbine was turned off, and a large amount of water vapor formed a wave of white waves in the environment of minus 30 degrees. Going on.

From the head to the foot wrapped in the fur, only the guards who showed a pair of eyes saluted the aircraft. In the steam, he could not see the person, but he could recognize that it was the aircraft of the Holy See and should be flying from another stronghold.

This is one of the nearest church sites in Yongwu Township. Most of the Holy See priests will choose to land here, then walk through the triple enchantment and enter the range of Yongwuxiang. This is the necessary defense prepared by the Holy See after the evacuation of the captured holy city. In order to prevent the Mozu from attacking again, no flying thing can enter the polar world without going through the gravity enchantment.

The hatch was opened, the hot air in the cabin came out, and the cold air in the snow and ice collided with each other, forming a mist. A tall figure walked out of the cabin, and a black big bird was parked on his shoulder. He walked. Steadily walked down the steps and returned to the guards of the ceremony.

It is very boring to stand guard here. Usually, the guard will talk to the priest who passed by here, but when he sees the handsome face of the ice, he dismisses it. The thought of talking. It’s never easier to get a word from the Knights of Ning Zhou than to let the ice sculptures spit. Even if he was raised by the Pope who raised him from the age of thirteen, it is rare to hear him speak a long story.

The guards watched him walk into the underground checkpoints of the strongholds. Although they were still expressionless, today’s knights grew up to be more cold and silent than ever, even his noisy eagle bird language.

Although it is noon, but in the midnight of the year, there is nowhere in the night, the stars are shrouded in the snowfield, such as a sea of ​​fluorescent plankton, which is surrounded by the top of the head. The vast white land and the innocent Xinghai, the vast universe, vast and vast.

If you walk in this snow and ice wilderness, it is a poet. The beauty in front of you can inspire his inspiration. Unfortunately, for those who live in the landless, this long night is not only the pressure of survival, but also the spirit. The torture on the ground is especially true for those who are involved in the snowfield.

Ning Zhou wore a white fur cloak and walked through the gravity enchantment. The earth’s gravity and chaotic magnetic fields were used to make all electronic devices lose their effectiveness. Every step was like carrying a mountain, although the Holy See’s The pass order can slightly reduce the gravity of the enchantment, but it still makes people sweat and sweat in the snow and ice.

After the enchantment through gravity, it is a sacred enchantment set against the power of the demon. All the demons disguised as human beings cannot cross this enchantment unless it encounters the general catastrophe more than twenty years ago. Otherwise, even if the devil is coming, he will not be able to break the enchantment.

It took a little half a day to walk through the double enchantment. On the ice sheet, the compass was no longer working. It was only by the star to distinguish the direction, and the front was the last enchantment - the soul enchantment. Walking in this heavy enchantment, people will see the pictures in countless memories, all the desires are magnified here, and the distracting thoughts that you are pursuing and eager to believe will be presented here. Either wash the stains in your mind here or lose yourself in your desires.

For a determined priesthood, this enchantment is almost non-existent, as is the case with Ning Zhou.

Every time he passes here, he will only see the thin phantom, the insignificant desire is washed by the faith easily, and will not leave any trace in the soul, but this time, he stands before the enchantment, let the hurricane Falling on his face, leaving traces of frost on the eyelashes, but did not go into the soul enchantment.

The eagle bird drilled a pet bag and licked the tip of the boat. It seemed to be urging him. Ning Zhou took a deep breath and the hot air spewed into a white mist. He stepped forward and marched toward his soul.

茫茫冰原, 无垠星海, the wild wind whistling and screaming, snarling for him to retreat, but the traveller who trudged on the polar wasteland □ can rip the wind of the human skin, step by step, the eagle on his shoulder The bird has long been unbearably cold, and has escaped from the pet's bag. Only one person left alone on the Wanli Icefield.

I don't know when, the roar of the wind has become far away, as if it is the song of a giant whale in the deep sea, so thick, so ethereal... The night sky above the head is illuminated by the hand of the gods, and the layer of blue-green aurora emerges On the vast wilderness, the shape of the waves is dancing.

"Ning Zhou..."

There was a sweet voice calling out his name, just behind him.

Ning Zhou did not look back, he is still moving forward, every step must use the strength of the whole body, continue to go one step at a time.

The voice of the call goes away, dying in the wind.

In the barren land under the aurora, a figure appeared in front. She was dressed in a thin sacred costume, and came to him with care and curiosity. The brown eyes were slightly drooping, and when she looked up at him, there was a childlike innocence, but when she was serious, But it is so tough and brave.

Close your eyes, don't go see, don't think about it, just walk over like this, Ning Zhou tells himself.

The phantom reached out and tried to pull his sleeves, but her hand went straight through the past. She looked at her hand in a wrong way, as if she suddenly realized what she was, and shed tears.

"I am already dead?" she asked sadly.

Like the chest was hit hard, the cold air sucked into the lungs hurts the life, he can no longer turn away without turning a blind eye, so he stopped, even if he knew it should not.

The moment the foot stopped, the snow and ice in front of him seemed to be covered with a haze. He returned to the island of Undead. At that time, he took a bunch of lilies and climbed up to find the tomb of the old friend, but found it inadvertently. Her tombstone.

So many, so many tombstones.

There are deaths in the mission, but also in the hometown of dusk, the number of days she lived, not even the number of times she died.

The heartache and incredible moments of that moment have long been impossible to describe in words.

At the end of the sacrifice of the witch, she left three consecutive tombstones, not in the hands of the enemy, but in his hands.

For a time, his soul seemed to be out of his body, floating in the air, watching him "self."

This is not him, but the desire buried deep inside him. It finally broke away from the rational embarrassment of defeating the army, as if it had broken away from the seal of the demon, and came to the world.

He looked at "self" and took out the ring in front of her tombstone, kneeling down on one knee, silently asking: Would you marry me?

The tombstone will not respond, but he has already seen her.

Walking lightly in the darkness of the underground palace, it is more irresistible than the devil's temptation. She gently pulls the "he" hand, shyly raises her face, closes her eyes, slightly open lips and curls The corners of the mouth tempted people to send a kiss.

"He" squats □...

There was a sudden sound through the depths of consciousness. If the mosquitoes were low, they would wake him up.

On the steel-cast high bridge, he hurried back and saw the young man standing behind him, the same brown eyes as "she", and the slightly drooping eyes, he looked at him blankly: "You are a man." of?"

When he realized this, the illusion began to be fragmented, and the girl waiting for the kiss opened her eyes and looked at him sadly. The figure became thinner and thinner, but her appearance gradually changed. Her hair was shortened, her figure was high, and she gradually recovered. Became a male appearance, he was cold and pointed to the heart and asked: "If you love my soul, why do you want to escape?"

At this moment, love is for sin.

The aurora came to his eyes through the illusion of half of the collapse, and the night sky could be seen as soon as he looked up.

But bowed his head, he is still in the illusion, he still has not got rid of it.

At the foot is an underground cave, so that the two wolf-stricken bone dragons have been turned into a pile of frost-covered white bones, not far from the underground lake, falling into the water, she tried to climb ashore.

The shore was full of gravel, sharply cut her hand, dragging a few brown blood marks on the ground, the frost has covered her body, and the wet hair was **** with ice. She fell back to the lake again and again, and finally lost her strength.

She was immersed in the ice water and looked at him on the shore empty. He looked at it, even if his heart was like a knife, he didn't take another step, just said silently: Go back, go where you should go.

The girl who was sinking in the icy lake showed a reluctant smile to him, closed her eyes and sank into the bottom of the lake silently. As she sank, her appearance gradually overlapped with him as a man. No longer distinguishable. When he sank into the bottom of the lake, the lake floating on the ice was frozen into ice—along with his heart.

The illusion disintegrated layer by layer, from the top of his head to his feet, he finally returned to the ice sheet.

The mighty aurora sings out the beautiful shape, illuminating this dark ice sheet, the world of the world is frosty, cold and everything, whether it is shaken, admired, sly, all emotions are deep Buried under the ice, quietly crouching.

Ning Zhou recalled their farewell at the steel bridge. He watched him turn around and walked toward the other side of the steel bridge. He kept looking at him and watched him go further and further until he walked out of his life... ...he didn't look back, so he finally turned and walked in the direction of coming, going back to his own world. Until the middle of the steel bridge rang the cheers of the crowd, he turned back and he turned back, and the two separated by the sea were once again looking at each other. For a moment, he thought he saw "her", but he knew that there was never the "her", only "he" - a person he could not love.

Happy couples embraced and kissed, surrounded by the blessings of the world.

And the distance between them is farther than the mountains and rivers...

Ning Zhou continued to move forward. This time was only an hour or two. He walked all day and night and finally walked out of the soul enchantment. His cravings, his longings, covered by this snow and ice, sank into the depths of his soul.

He knew that he still did not beat it. Although it slams into the dark, it will one day come back.

The Lord of Mercy, my Father, I pray at your feet, and may you forgive my sins. He kneeled on an iceberg and prayed in the direction of the Holy See.

Under the glacier is a little bit of a spark, the holy song and the music, the magnificent Holy See is already in sight.

The long night is about to pass, and the light will come.