I Really Don’t Want To Be a Natural Disaster

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everything is over.

When leaving from the "singularity", Yi Lin felt like she had a dream.

An unreal dream.

His cross-regional journey started with Milien and ended with Milien.

As if nothing has changed.

This time is not a trial of trial. There is no beginning, no return, only an end.

Yi Lin didn't get any obvious promotion, and didn't have any rewards, and nothing seemed to have changed.

But what Yi Lin is very clear about is that someone has stayed there forever.

When Yi Lin opened his eyes again.

It was pitch black in front of him.

There was still blood on his body.

The blood-colored light dissipated the darkness around him, making Yi Lin barely distinguish that he was in an empty underground cave.

"Wow!"

Above the head, there is a cave, and the turbulent water flows straight down like a waterfall.

The experience in Uruk City was only a few days, but so many things happened, making Yi Lin feel as if it had been a few months.

He recalled that he was sucked into the peculiar point by a door.

Yi Lin felt a sharp pain in his chest.

A rusty chain pierced him through his chest.

If it had been before, he could not recognize this chain.

But after the Uruk First War, Yi Lin took a few seconds to distinguish the unique texture on the rusty chains with the light of blood emerging from his body.

He recognized it.

"It's Enkidu!?"

Yi Lin was expressionless, and shattered the chains on his chest with a palm.

At this moment, there was no magic in the chain, it seemed to be just a rusty chain that made people easily infected with tetanus.

After breaking the chain, the wound on Yi Lin's chest was healing quickly.

Except for the chains under Yi Lin's feet, in the darkness, there are six other chains extending into the depths of the darkness.

But there was no one at the end of the chain.

There is not even a corpse.

Yi Lin took a deep breath.

He felt a little pain in his chest.

It must be the pain from the wound.

Following the chains, Yi Lin came to the depths.

In this empty underground cave, apart from the sound of Yi Lin's breathing, and the sound of running water behind him, there was no other sound.

Quiet, dead, and deserted.

At the source of the chain, there is a skeleton.

A complete skeleton.

The skeleton is covered with a layer of fine powder.

In the powder, rusty color is faintly permeated, and it is a weathered armor.

Around the skeleton, there are green vines and moss, covering the bones.

This complete skeleton was frozen in a posture with his hands raised, his legs pressed deeply, as if he was carrying something on his shoulders before he died.

Every place on the skeleton is full of cracks.

This skeleton is actually broken long ago.

When he was alive, it was broken.

But he still maintained his complete appearance.

Yi Lin opened his mouth and was silent.

The experience in the peculiar point, bit by bit, flashed in my mind.

After calming down, Yi Lin sorted out quietly, and gradually understood everything.

Everything, everything, everything.

Even, Gilgamesh's sneered, joking tone still lingered in his ears.

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"Of course I know, but it's just a trivial god."

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"Humanity will eventually win!"

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"Please witness with your own eyes, Uruk's future."

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"Our will will bring a true dawn to future generations!"

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"You said it will bring us victory!"

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"Uluk, live here forever!"

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In silence.

Yi Lin suddenly showed a smile of relief.

"Rest in peace, Gilgamesh."

Yi Lin finished.

That strong and stubborn skeleton instantly seemed to have understood Yi Lin's words, and the skeleton flicked slightly, turning into a rusty powder and sprinkled down.

Yi Lin slapped out a palm, and a pit was cracked in the ground under his feet.

Yi Lin buried the dirt, bone meal everywhere, and the remains of the lock of the sky in the pit with no leftovers.

Gilgamesh and Enki were good friends during his lifetime.

Yi Lin buried them together and buried them together, which was considered a wish of Gilgamesh.

"Tsaojiao what, a little bit of insight, who can't tell that you and Enqi are in a good relationship."

Yi Lin swept again and closed the pit, leaving only a lonely small mound in place.

In front of Gilgamesh and Enkidu's tomb, Yi Lin whispered.

In the end, Gilgamesh used his own power to take down a city.

With a human body, he resisted the falling power of the heavenly palace and protected the remaining women and children inside.

This is what Gilgamesh called the "fire".

His behavior has left a precious kind of fire for the future five thousand years later.

After five thousand years, the human race has prospered again.

"not enough."

Human beings today are not enough.

After Irin buried Gilgamesh's bones, he whispered.

He finally understood who the real enemy of mankind is.

He also understood what the real disaster is about to face in this world.

The Knight of Apocalypse is just the beginning.

Revelation does not mean the end.

Just when Yi Lin mourned silently at the grave.

There was a commotion over the cave.

A group of people fell into the cave from the turbulent lake water.

Among them, there are a few who are extremely high, and their bodies flicker with magic light, floating down.

A woman with a black cat standing on her shoulder.

When they came to the grave, the black cat on the woman's shoulder made a sharp cry.

In addition to the woman and the black cat, there was an acquaintance of Yi Lin who came to this cave together.

Speaking of familiarity, in fact, it's not that familiar.

One of the monarchs of the clock tower...Bathmero!

He is still a teenager.

But the look on his eyes, but he looked old.

Except them.

There are also two magical breaths radiating from their bodies, which are comparable to those of Bathmelo.

Four monarchs!

The rest came here, all wearing clean magician robes.

It is easy to recognize from the texture on their costumes that these magicians are not low-level.

Among them, there are even a few "level" magicians.

"Why are you still alive!"

The moment Bather Melo saw Irin, he slapped both hands on the wheelchair in surprise, and his voice trembled.

This is impossible!

impossible!

Once the plan is successful, everyone who enters the singularity will die!

Everyone will turn into the nutrient of the Holy Grail, so that the true Holy Grail is born!

The Holy Grail, the Holy Grail!

This is the treasure that many magicians have pursued in his life.

But no more now!

If someone can live out of there, it means that the ceremony has failed!

"Shhh."

Irin is still in a state where his skills are maintained in [Bloodthirsty Disaster].

He gently raised an index finger and placed it beside his mouth.

"Be quiet, don't disturb them."

After a brief shock.

The others reacted.

They are all "informers" in this plan.

What if it fails?

It's a big deal, just do it again!

Except for Bathmelo, everyone else can afford it!

But Yi Lin's reaction made them feel a little weird.

Yi Lin's expression didn't seem like a bluff.

Disturbed them?

Who is disturbing?

Who are you scaring this?

"you--"

Next to him, there was a gradation magician who had long been unhappy with Yi Lin, glared at Yi Lin repeatedly in the library, and also acted as a watchdog. He just glared and said a word out loud, then stopped abruptly.

The words behind, but can't say a little bit.

Yi Lin, who was supposed to be standing in front of the grave, appeared behind that person at some unknown time.

"Crack."

Yi Lin broke his neck easily.

"It's noisy."

Yi Lin smiled.

He has now reached the realm of breaking the lock with his three-dimensional attributes.

He is a magician, but after reaching a certain level of strength and agility, his performance in close combat is equally frightening.

You can say that.

He is now on the mental side, on the power side, and on the agile side.

The current Yi Lin can be called "Polygon Warrior Lin".

I watched a high-level magician, kneeling on the ground crookedly because of a broken neck. This scene made everyone present feel that their scalp is tingling.

Everyone just remembered one thing at this moment.

A very important thing that was ignored by them.

Yi Lin stayed in the clock tower for a long time.

How long is it?

After a long time, everyone including Bather Melo only remembered that Yi Lin was a little black magician who was not good at learning.

However, I forgot that Yi Lin was the evil star that made all the guild giants frightened and afraid to provoke him in his own territory!

The president of the Apocalypse Guild!

Yi Lin lowered his voice, raised his eyelids, without any emotion in his eyes. He looked at Bathmelo, the declining old monarch in the wheelchair, and slowly raised his palm: "I have one last question."

The blank-eyed monarch Bathmelo raised his head blankly, pressed his lips tightly, and said nothing.

"Bathmero G. Dylan...middle name, what does G mean?"

Bathmelo was still silent.

"Ghost?"

There was a wave in Bathmelo's eyes.

"Understood."

Yi Lin nodded indifferently, his hands and wrists swayed out square and round light arrays.

The light array condensed into a long knife-like light and shadow in Yi Lin's hand.

The lights and shadows were dazzling, and Yi Lin slashed out with a palm.

Bassemero took a wheelchair with him, and in consternation, he split into two parts.

"Ahhhhh-"

Some of the magicians witnessed this cruel scene with their own eyes.

Although they are proficient in various types of magic, they are still far behind when it comes to cruelty.

The magician who grew up in the clock tower has seen too little blood and fire, sorrow and sadness, and a fragile heart.

Someone can't stand it anymore.

Shaking his hands, he shot two "Nian Bombs" at Yi Lin.

Biubiubiu——

The two Nian bullets were aimed accurately, but were bounced off by Yi Lin's forehead in the end.

Humans are conformed creatures.

Someone did it, and others suddenly realized that they couldn't sit still and wait for death. So a strange scene appeared in the cave.

A group of people desperately shaking their fingers, chanting curses, and shooting at Yi Lin randomly.

But they seem to have forgotten that in addition to the basic curse magic "playing bullets", they also know more magic.

"Why do you use the curse system?"

Yi Lin felt the dead skin on his forehead, eating more and more full, and sighed helplessly.

He was like a ghost, walking by magicians, his heads exploded from his neck, then flew high and fell heavily.

The strange black cat was so scared that its pupils turned round, and turned around and ran away.

"Don't you think that I didn't notice, you are the main body of the monarch."

Yi Lin's Destruction Revolver, which had been in his back for a long time, burst out with a shot, slapped the cat on the wall of the cave, and mashed it into a cat-shaped flesh and blood.

The scene was a bit cruel.

Get the hint of chaos value and swipe the screen frantically in front of Yi Lin's eyes.

Brush crazy.

Kill! !

Kill!

Kill...

Kill.

Although Yi Lin is not proficient in magic, he is too familiar with the magician. Even the monarch needs a certain amount of front-end before launching the magic. As soon as Yi Lin watched the opponent raise his finger, the magic engraving immediately went out, without giving the opponent a chance to release a big move.

Forty-nine seconds later,

In front of Yi Lin's eyes were covered with fragmented corpses.

"call--"

Looking at a corpse, Yi Lin took a long breath.

So far.

The duration of [Bloodthirsty Disaster] is almost over.

It's really hard for you to send yourself here.

Thanks a lot.

With gratitude, Yi Lin moved these corpses to the edge of the cave and allowed them to decay over time.

He should have discovered that there was something wrong with Bather Melo.

Yi Lin had a thought called "regret" in his heart.

Sometimes, people have to go through it before they can make an afterthought, connect the cause and effect, and figure out everything.

In the book collection of the Clock Tower, many deeds of ancient families are introduced.

There is no Einzbern’s house.

Among the many types of magic, there is one that is rare and has a low success rate.

"Soul Removal Magic".

This kind of magic can cost a great price to transfer the soul and consciousness to another body.

Sounds awesome, doesn't it?

But the price is that as the number of transfers increases, the soul will gradually decay, suffering from illness all day long, and death is countless times more miserable than normal old age.

The monarch Bathmelo is likely to be an ancestor of the Einzbern family.

His fanatical perseverance has kept him dormant to this day, arranging everything.

Is it really just attachment?

Yi Lin didn't think so.

Before his death, Bather Melo did not resist in the slightest.

It seems that the failure of the Holy Grail Summoning Ceremony has made him desperate.

Yi Lin speculated that maybe if he didn't kill him, he wouldn't live long without the Holy Grail.

With the death of Milion, the demise of Uruk, and the past five thousand years, the depression that Yi Lin has experienced in the past few days has been relieved a lot with the forty-nine seconds of torture.

He looked back at the graves of the two of them, and Yi Lin didn't plan to stay here too long, but was about to leave.

But at this moment.

Sudden change.

When he raised his head, he suddenly found that from above his head, the turbulent lake water was dyed with a strange silver glow at some point.

A beam of light stole over the lake waterfall above the head, and projected it down, so that the dark underground cave was reflected in a bright silver layer.

This silver light, like metal brilliance, in addition to being particularly bright, it also faintly reveals the murderous air like a peerless soldier.

Yi Lin was surprised and puzzled.

The silver light made him feel a palpitating heart, and Teng suddenly got up.

Step, step, step.

From the darkness, there was the sound of two people's footsteps.

Two figures walked out of the darkness.

The sound of its footsteps is light and heavy, deep and shallow.

As the two walked towards the silver light, the figure gradually became clear.

One of them was a blonde woman in a plain black dress with a delicate butterfly mask on her face.

The other is a man with a white shawl and beautiful hair and a wry smile on his face. The man wore an exquisite magician robe, the style of the robe, not the unique uniform of the clock tower. He followed the woman, and the two seemed to regard the presence of Irin on the side as transparent, and walked straight to the silver beam of light.

"laugh--"

The moment that woman approached.

Yi Lin's hairs stood upright.

A icy chill rushed straight from his head to his feet, making Yi Lin feel like he was immersed in ice water for a moment~www.novelmt.com~.

No, to describe it more accurately, Yi Lin felt that when the woman was approaching, she suddenly had the illusion of walking barefoot in a sea of ​​swords and swords. Her skin, none of which was intact, was bound and lashed by countless blades and steel whips.

"Who are you?"

In astonishment, Yi Lin raised his hand.

Now he is murderous, and he won't refuse anyone who comes.

Unconsciously, the woman took a few steps straight to the silver beam.

"Uh, if you have something to say, when we first met, I was Merlin and I am not a bad person... Ouch, it's late."

The man who claimed to be Merlin showed a friendly smile and just prepared to make a round, but suddenly he covered his face.

The blond woman wearing a butterfly mask suddenly drew a sword.

A sword full of pitch black.

On the sword, the dark aurora condensed silently.

From drawing the sword to condensing the black aurora, the blonde woman moved quickly without hesitation.

That posture, just as Irin killed the magicians, was of course justified.

Woman, a sword fell.

The dark aurora instantly penetrated Yi Lin's chest.

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