I Was Once a Legend

You have to go down the trail.

Dong Linhai hesitated for a moment, he looked at the two strange-looking guards, and then at the castle that looked very close at the other end of the forest, made up his mind, and said, "I'll lure them away, Que'er, follow the clown. "

The clown must lead the way to find the queen. Now, the clown is more important than him.

Wang Que subconsciously stretched out her hand to grab him, she also knew that the clown is an indispensable person for now, but is she about to part with Linhai now?

"Don't worry, just lure them away, there won't be any danger, trust me." Dong Linhai held her hand, he glanced at the clown, quickly turned his head to kiss Wang Que's face, and said, "go quickly."

Wang Que nodded and said, "Be careful."

"You too." Dong Linhai touched the wrist guards of both hands, and the metal turned into a dagger. He took a deep breath and ran towards the two guards.

The guards quickly discovered Dong Linhai, the uninvited guest, and they shouted to stop Dong Linhai. When they found that he ignored the warning and tried to break through the defense line and enter the forest, they immediately launched an attack.The fat ball in black exhaled black smoke and rushed towards Linhai, while the fat ball in white took a deep breath, his whole body swelled up, and turned into a really big bulging ball in an instant, rolling towards Dong Linhai!

The two guards temporarily left the entrance of the trail for a while, and they were no longer so guarded against death. The clown and Wang Que took the opportunity to rush over. The fat ball guard in black spotted the two and immediately turned around to chase after them, but the two had already successfully run into the path. forest.

Wang Que followed the clown and ran all the way. The path was very narrow, and the branches and bushes hanging down on both sides could scratch the skin if he didn't pay attention. After running for about two kilometers, he was sure to shake off the guards, and the clown finally slowed down gradually.

After three years of exercise, Wang Que's physical strength is no longer comparable to that frail girl back then, but she is slightly out of breath. She adjusted her breathing and heartbeat, and asked, "How much further will it take?"

"It's coming soon." Before the words fell, Wang Que heard the sound of gurgling water. The clown pushed aside the branches in front of him and got out. The forest was temporarily blocked, and a small stream lay across the road ahead.

[The fifth square is mostly water. 】

The stream was rushing, and there were many gray flocs in the clear water, which floated into the distance along the current, making the stream not so clean all of a sudden.

Wang Que asked, "What is this?"

"They are 'despair', produced from the pilgrims in each box, collected and floated all the way here along the water, entering the back garden of the gods, and becoming the nourishment for the queen to survive."

These...is despair?

Wang Que was a little surprised, it was obviously an emotion in a person's heart, how could it turn into a concrete form?

"How are we going to get there?"

"Go over." The clown said, "The river is just between the thighs, but you must pay attention, if you are touched by despair, you will immediately feel that emotion, and you must not be swallowed by emotions."

"it is good."

The clown passed by first. His steps were steady. Despite his huge body, he was surprisingly flexible. It took less than half a minute to cross the five-meter-wide creek. He was hiding very carefully, but a mass of flocculent It still touched him, and sank into the clown's body the moment it touched it.

Despair should have infected him, but the clown's figure was not disturbed at all, his steps were still firm and steady, stepping on the smooth stones at the bottom of the river, he reached the opposite bank.

When Wang Que looked back, he was also ready to step into the water. The stream was cold, as if carrying the spirit of snow-capped mountains.She tried her best to avoid the gray flocs carefully, and at the same time, she had to pay attention to her feet. The bottom of the river was too slippery after being washed all the year round, and the current was so fast that it was easy to knock people down.

When she walked forward, a cloud of dust was rushed towards Wang Que, and hit Wang Que's waist, instantly overwhelming her with unprecedented despair.

She seemed to see the blazing flames, the black human figure struggling in pain, screaming, roaring and wailing in the fire. He was jumping and waving his limbs, as if offering a soul-burning death dance to the supreme being. .

But no matter how he struggled, the flames stuck to his body like tarsal maggots until he was burned to ashes and fell to the ground soundlessly.

What a deep despair that was.

Wang Que's chest was so stuffed up that she couldn't breathe, as if the pain and despair really existed in her heart, and the figure of the clown on the other side seemed to become unreal. She had experienced this feeling before, when Allen died The day when the snowfield worms left.

At that time, her despair also turned into these flocs, which were brought all the way to the queen's back garden by running water, did they become the nourishment for her survival?

Wang Que felt unspeakably angry. She bit the tip of her tongue hard. The pain gave her a moment of clarity. Taking advantage of this gap, Wang Que strode to the other side of the stream, grabbed the hand extended by the clown, and was pulled away by him. go up.

"Are you ok?"

"Fortunately."

Wang Que's performance didn't worry the clown too much. Compared with the last meeting, this girl has made a lot of progress.The two squeezed the water out of their trousers a little, and walked along the path again.

Not long after walking, the tip of Wang Que's ear suddenly moved, and the insects living in the forest sent her some information. A group of... what is approaching?

The clown was also aware of the impending crisis, stopped in his tracks, and said in a low voice, "Not good!"

Through the eyes of a beetle, Wang Que saw a figure flying by - it was a red paper man!

Paper dolls that are burned as sacrifices to the dead when they die!It was wearing a bright red shroud, its pale face was painted with bright and heavy makeup, and its face was stiff, like a lonely soul of a dead person who did not want to leave, revealing a terrifying ferocity.

Then more and more paper figurines passed before the scarab's eyes. The black ones, the red ones, and the white ones are almost countless. Their bodies are slender and thin, and they can be easily lifted up by the wind and fly towards where they are. Come!

"We have been discovered." The clown said quickly, "Assassin Corps, this is the queen's hidden card."

[The sixth square is the site of the Humpty Dumpty. 】

"What should I do? Find a place to hide?" The paper people of the Assassin Corps were getting closer and closer. Many birds in the distance were startled and flew into the sky with a clatter. Wang Que couldn't help getting anxious. They finally got here. Is this the end?

"No, I'll hold them back, you keep moving forward. Go to the end of this road and you'll find the queen's castle. She will be waiting for the pilgrims in front of the castle, reversing all hope, so be quick."

The clown took out a handaxe from nowhere. This ax looked old. Although the axe had been dissected very brightly, old scratches could still be seen on the handle.He solemnly handed the ax to Wang Que with both hands, saying: "Be sure to hold it well, this is a weapon that can really kill the queen."

Wang Que took it with both hands. She held the handle of the axe, and her appearance was reflected on the shiny surface of the axe.Wang Que looked at him incomprehensibly, and the clown smiled at her and said, "The rest of the way, you need to go by yourself."

The smile under the exaggerated red lips seemed a bit bitter and guilty, but also contained Wang Que's indescribable warmth. At that time, she didn't understand what the clown's smile represented, so she just nodded and said firmly: "I will, please believe I."

The sound of the paper figurines running through the forest was faintly heard, and the clown ran towards them without hesitation, leaving the only path, and his figure was quickly submerged by the forest.

Back then, as the remnant of the Red Queen, he was sniped by the assassination army for three whole months, fled all the way from the palace to the memory corridor, passed through the loss of revival, walked through most of the pure white land, and was finally killed by a circus troupe on a rainy night. Long save.

Doctor Strange stitched up his mortal wounds with poor stitches, leaving ugly centipede scars that are still visible to this day.

The black figure suddenly passed by, bringing the breath of death, the clown stopped suddenly, and the two knives were held tightly in his hands, just like a new moon formed by the bloody night breaking the temporary sky.

One after another paper figurines floated down around him silently, surrounding him tightly.

There was a sneer on the clown's lips. The bloodshed, pain and humiliation of that year, he has always kept in his heart and never forgot.

Now, he's about to take revenge.

When the first black paper figurine came towards him, the clown also moved. His speed was so fast that the afterimages brought out by the two crescent scimitars were like the afterglow of the moonlight, and everything that was in front of him was blocked. , All cut off!

He used to be the strongest killer!

The man in the white robe held the book in both hands and wandered between the doors one after another. This labyrinth intertwined with phantoms and the power of space is almost endless. Find the exit in a short time.

But it's in no rush.

It has already solved the woman with the spirit of speech, and the doctor who is favored by the goddess of fate and the goddess of doom at the same time cannot be Tang Ji's opponent. The remaining two children are not to be feared. The man who destroyed Kether must also suffer. Heavy damage, as for Cui Zuojing Victor, who has time and physical strength, it will be handed over to the queen.

The figure of Korberos emerged from a door behind him like a ghost, and before the man in white robe could turn around, the Persian machete accurately sliced ​​across his neck and cut off his head.

The head with the white turban rolled on the ground, but no blood spewed out. The headless man turned around in the direction of Korberos. On the smooth neck of the man in white robe!

At this moment, Corberos finally saw that there was only one line written on the page spread by the man in the white robe:

【The Immortal Body】

not good!He immediately retreated to the door, followed by the white-robed man who opened the door where Cerberus had appeared, only to find that there was endless void outside the door.

"Mystery of Worms" was not in a hurry, stepped back, and continued to slowly search for a way out. Anyway, the current "he" cannot be killed.

Corberos passed through several doors one after another, temporarily putting away the distance from "Mystery of Worms".The sound of the flute echoed faintly in his ears, guiding him in the direction.

He kept in mind Fu Zhe's exhortation "never touch that book". Since the man holding the book cannot be killed, he needs to separate the book from the person without touching the book.

What should we do?

It's very simple, so simple that Corberos thought of the method in less than a second.

Wouldn't it be good to cut off his hand?