Chapter 198

When Maka looked back, he saw a kind of... A terrible scene that he couldn't understand.

The first thing that comes into view is a large number of regular runes rotating around a "thing". Those runes look very dark and seem to disappear at any time.

Among the floating runes, an indistinct shadow hung several inches above the ground.

As for the periphery of those runes... He doesn't know how to describe it, it's like... Space is constantly distorted?

"What are you...?"

He found that he couldn't even call it in the right words. All he knew was that it should be a creature - because he did hear some kind of heavy breathing.

He just clenched the wand in his hand, but this slender wand could not bring him a sense of security at all.

"Cough... Poof..."

A blood mist passed through the dense regular runes unimpeded, but disappeared completely in the surrounding twisted space.

"What a shame... Cough..." it was a very old voice, hoarse and vague, but with an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

"There's not much time. Listen --"

"Hiss -"

Maka, who can clearly feel the magic, uses its rules and symbols to avoid the stagnation of the past. As soon as his wand shook, the magic silk thread extending from the tip of the wand was accurately and quickly outlined, and an ice blue light column burst out in an instant and hit the other party straightly.

But in the next second, the regular Rune disintegrated inexplicably, and the cold column of light immediately disappeared into the air.

"What --"

"Cough... Don't waste time..." the other party's voice sounds very weak, but even so, he can easily break Maka's killing move.

Why? Marca couldn't understand the truth.

"... all you have to do now is listen carefully." the other party's voice is very ordinary, like an ordinary Muggle old man, but Maka inexplicably gives birth to a deep soul disgust, "yes, first of all... I have to let you know who I am..."

As the other party's voice fell slightly, the regular runes around his body suddenly accelerated the speed of rotation. Maka noticed that many of the runes were transferred to the inner circle.

Then, the moved runes suddenly contracted, as if they were entangled with something.

"Just open the first few pages... Cough... There's plenty of time for you to read carefully..."

While the other party was talking, the thing entangled by regular runes suddenly accelerated forward. With a strange twist of space, it seemed to break some kind of bondage and fly between him and the man.

It was moving towards Maka, but Maka could clearly see that the entangled Rune chains were rapidly collapsing. Then, a particularly heavy magic book seemed to lose its power and fell in front of Maka.

"This... This is..."

"Yes, you... Cough... Do you understand?"

Without hesitation, Maka picked up the book and decisively opened the first page without even looking at the words on the cover.

"Yes... Yes indeed..." he stared at the familiar handwriting on it. "Are you... Difficult?"

He took out as like as two peas and a thick book, and his face was covered with complexity.

"Cough... Don't look..." the other party didn't take care of Maka's reaction, but urged, "although you should know that it says... Cough... But I think some things must be said by yourself."

"... what's the matter?" Marca frowned, her eyes shaking.

"Give up that stupid and ridiculous plan! Remember, you must give up!" the old voice was firm and incomparable. Although it was still weak, it exuded an indisputable momentum, "cough... That plan will only make you lose everything... Cough... Everything!"

"Everything?" Maka looked at the other party's vague figure and suddenly calmed down, "isn't it?"

There was a hint of irrelevance in his tone. Obviously, he had some doubts because of the other party's words.

But unexpectedly, the other party smiled.

"Cough... Hum, do you think you have given up?" the other party said with a bitter smile, "think about what Luna said today, and tell me... Cough... Are you still going to give up?"

"What words?" Maka's heart burst, and a cold sweat suddenly exuded on her forehead.

This is because, as soon as he asked, he already remembered Luna's words.

"Mom often says... Everything we lose will come back by ourselves, but it's usually not the way we expect."

One old and one young, two people read this sentence softly at the same time. For a time, two distinct voices overlapped together, but there was a chilling sense of synchronization.

"You won't give up... Keke... Won't you?" there was an unspeakable self mockery in the other party's voice, "... And that's the sentence... Keke... You'll listen to it again tomorrow, and then... Keke... Then..."

The other party's cough suddenly became violent. Listening to the momentum, it was like coughing out his lungs. After a big gasp, the other party went on.

"... then, it will completely... Cough... Destroy your life... No, everyone's life..."

"Of course, we don't care about those irrelevant people... But..." he suddenly accentuated, "but... Where's she?"

Although the other party's figure is still blurred, Maka knows that the other party's line of sight at the moment must fall on Luna.

"... hum... Do you know what the four-dimensional horizon is?" the other party suddenly sneered and threw out a word that made Maka feel familiar and strange.

"What?" Marca felt that she had said enough of this word tonight.

"I can't see her clearly now... Damn... In my eyes, you are like colorful and disgusting worms!"

"Yes, that's right... Cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough

"Wait!"

Maka immediately noticed something wrong, but when he spoke, it was already late.

In the next moment, the regular runes around each other's body were completely gray. Then, one by one, one by one, they broke up

In the twinkling of an eye, the original amazing three-dimensional regular Rune array turned into nothingness; And the figure inside was finally exposed to the air.

How to put it? It's like a rag bag... Oozing blood

The figure only existed in front of Maka for less than a second, but Maka imprinted him deeply in her mind.

Including the exquisite robe soaked with blood on his body, although he could not see its original color for a long time, the layers of regular runes on it could still be clearly distinguished;

Including the long staff of the same height in his hand, the dark green staff is also carved with many runes, and the top is even inlaid with some unknown stones.

Of course, it also includes the wrinkled old face and the eyes left in his eyes that make Maka feel extremely familiar - that is what he has just experienced and comes from the deepest weakness and fear in his heart.

Is he afraid of death?

No, he's afraid. I'm afraid he just didn't see Luna's sleeping face again?

Maka looked at the space beside the window. Everything just left no trace. It was like a trance dream. It was so unreal.

But in his hands as like as two peas, the two books are reminded of their weight, which is not a cruel nightmare.

Maka lowered her head. On the cover of the book above, there were four big silver gray characters branded with magic

"... the book of sin."

Instead of opening it immediately, he looked at Luna's face. He seems to be afraid - afraid that he will be like the one just now. I don't know when he will have no chance to look at her quietly

Maybe it's because both sides have consciously reduced the volume just now? Luna was still asleep. When Maka looked at her, she happened to see her smile.

"... Luna."

Maka called softly, but she was afraid to wake her up. Generally, every syllable was so careful.

After a long time, he recovered, leaned against her hospital bed and quietly opened the magic book called "the book of sin".

Just when she opened it for the first time, Maka noticed the abnormality of the book. Now, when he reopened it, he immediately found that the book was indeed "incomplete".

In the middle of the book, many pages were neatly torn off together. Marca didn't know what was... Or will be written on those pages, but he can't see it now.

He took a breath and looked at it carefully from the first page.

This book is exactly the same as the other notebook he has at hand, even the first few pages. On those familiar pages, there are many records of studying rule runes, and they have only been written down recently.

Before that, Maka had written three volumes of notes on the study of regular runes. This should be the fourth volume, and it had just begun.

Turn down again, that's what he didn't study

"It's no different from the idea I haven't recorded, or this is the follow-up content written by 'I'..."

However, just when he was fascinated, the notes on the study of runes suddenly stopped