Chapter 431

"Randekil is dead, but not quite dead."

Like a floating cloud entrenched in the air, a huge but light afterimage, he is pitch black and does not reveal his real body. He is the thinking observer of the road of the fire sword—Medanzuo.

"What?!" Michael's blue eyes opened wide, and he looked at Medanzo in disbelief.

However, they all know that Dekiel's body is the rule that controls all costs and rewards, and it is an existence that will never die. Mei Danzuo said that he is dead, but he does not mean that he is completely dead. He must have been beaten back to his original form.

"Ah!" Michael let out a long sigh unwillingly, and stomped his bare feet on the golden sand, "I've said it long ago, bookstore owners can't confront each other head-on!"

When Michael said this, he looked at "Yanar" clearly. The character of "Yanar" who appeared in the form of a youth now has a little change, but no one doubts his existence.

Faced with Michael's questioning, "Yanar" ignored it and pretended not to understand Michael's accusation, as if he was not the one who encouraged the Road of Fire Sword to confront Boss Lin.

"Meidanzuo, did you see how Randekiel died? How strong is the owner of the bookstore?" Michael frowned.

The companion lost another one.

As the master of digital archangels, Michael has extraordinary leadership ability. Of course, he knows that now is not the time to blame his subordinates.

Floating in mid-air without a human figure, Medanzo said softly, "Randekil didn't even see the owner of the bookstore, and was killed by his subordinate Joseph."

After hearing this conclusion, Michael's breathing almost froze.

He couldn't bear it anymore, turned to "Yanar" and said, "Didn't you say that you saw Joseph buried in nothingness with your own eyes?"

"Yanar" raised his eyebrows, but did not answer.

"Compared to this, shouldn't we be talking about Boss Lin really not taking us seriously?" Raphael, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said.

Among the ten angels on the entire Fire Sword Road, there are still eight left, among which Rafael, Medanzuo and Kamel have never met Boss Lin.

"The purpose of letting Randekir go is to fight. From a certain point of view, he is just an envoy of the Fire Sword Road. He will kill us only if he doesn't take us seriously at all. Randkill's."

"I can't bear such insults." Raphael said flatly.

"Don't be impulsive." Michael whispered.

"This is not an impulse, but a necessary decision, have you forgotten?" Raphael calmly looked at the void space shaped by Yafkie, and continued: "Heaven, Eden, God, angels, the tree of Kabbalah ...the realm above the material world...the road to godhood in the dream world!"

Michael's blood froze, and his hanging hand was clenched again. The reason why he was obsessed with the road of dreams and believed that he was walking on the only correct path was because of a book he found in the lower city.

The book described an unheard of world, a world of truth, in which there is only one God—God.

Michael firmly believed in the things described in that book, and even all the code names of the ten members of the Road of Fire Sword came from that book.

"You told us not to be impulsive, but in fact, it was your caution that killed Dekiel." Kamel said abruptly.

"Okay." Michael seemed to suddenly think of the book of truth, and all his dreams and efforts returned to his palm again, and once again he had the strength to hold it tightly. He said: "Choose a good time, and we will go to the bookstore together .”

"There is no need to choose." "Yanar" said suddenly: "Just now."

...

Duan Xuemin... Mother's name is Duan Xuemin...

Franka repeated this name in her heart over and over again, and now she immediately wanted to tell her father and grandfather that her mother had woken up.

But the mother seems to come from a different world that does not belong to this world.

She paid an extremely painful price in the process of coming to this world, so that she became crazy for more than ten years...Franka wiped away her mother's tears.

Sadness and loneliness have corroded her mother for many years. In her mind, she can only tell what she saw and heard in the underground palace with the attitude of a scholar.

But what she doesn't know is that hundreds of years have passed, and she can't even go back to her hometown.

After a long time, Duan Xuemin reluctantly accepted the current situation. She was Professor Lin Minghai's most proud student, and she was able to stay awake in the chaotic lair of evil gods.

She knows that everyone can survive by devouring each other. She knows that it is impossible to rain in the underground world. Those are the blood of countless corpses. She also knows that the unknown horror is conceived in the belly of the teacher's mother...

That's why she left Lin Minghai and his wife before becoming the evil god's ration.

She secretly hid all the moldy dry food, refused to drink the so-called rainwater, and did not eat any corpses of the same kind. She wanted to live rationally, but when she tried her best to escape from the underground palace, what she saw was... is another world.

Duan Xuemin couldn't hold on any longer and went completely crazy.

— until today.

"Are you my child...?"

Duan Xuemin, who regained his sanity and recognized the status quo, unexpectedly stretched out his hand to caress the blond-haired and blue-eyed Franke, whose outline was seventy percent similar to Duan Xuemin's.

"I am, Mom." Franka pursed her lips, tears rolled in her eyes, Duan Xuemin turned her head to look at the bright cabinet door next to her, inside was the face of an aging woman who was not youthful anymore.

Some memories came back, and Duan Xuemin gradually understood the current situation. It seemed that the months in the underground world were not over yet. Crisis and death, madness and killing were still floating around her.

"Don't tell anyone that I'm sober." Duan Xuemin hasn't adapted to the current situation, but has already started to think about countermeasures, "What's your name?"

Franka pursed her lips, a little aggrieved, "My name is Franka Curtis, mom."

"Curtis..." Duan Xuemin repeated this sentence.

Although she seemed to know nothing about the outside world these years, some memories left in her body were still clearly visible, and she asked Franka the name of this world and everything about the Curtis family.

Duan Xuemin's brain was spinning rapidly, slowly sketching out all the memories of his crazy time.

Just like the 21st century she lived in, the Curtis family in this continent of Azir was also studying the underground palace, and he came to Azir through the "gate" connecting the two worlds.

However, the Curtis family did not enter the "gate". Perhaps the research is different. They knew what was inside the "gate" from the very beginning, and the self who came out of the "gate", no matter what state it is in the world, is for them. It is said that they are the best experimental subjects.

"Franka." Duan Xuemin looked at his child and asked, "How do you know how to cook this dish?"

This dish is white-cut chicken, Duan Xuemin's father's best dish, and he also taught Duan Xuemin. In a single-parent family without a mother, Duan Xuemin practiced this dish to the extreme. It is also her brother's favorite thing.

"The cookbook I bought from an auction was sold by a bookstore owner surnamed Lin."

"Bring it to me and have a look."

Franka nodded, and hurriedly took out the recipe from the room and handed it to her mother. The familiar Chinese characters entered Duan Xuemin's eyes. She quickly turned the pages of the book, and finally showed her first smile in more than ten years while frowning. .

"Mom, do you understand?"

Duan Xuemin didn't answer him, but looked at Franka and said, "Lin...? Boss Lin? Where is he?!"

"I don't know, but I can ask. He seems to be very famous." Franka replied in a daze.

A gleam of hope was lit in Duan Xuemin's heart. Being able to sell this kind of book meant that the boss Lin might also be an old friend, and the only person surnamed Lin in the scientific expedition team was Professor Lin Minghai.

No... there is one more.

In Duan Xuemin's mind, Zhang Caiyong, the teacher's wife who was smiling kindly and gently stroking his swollen abdomen, suddenly appeared.

Duan Xuemin's back felt cold for a moment, the child who was suddenly conceived in the underground palace——

Definitely not human!

But there is another possibility that cannot be given up, no matter what, to know who the bookstore owner is, Duan Xuemin turned to Franka and said: "Give me a pen and paper, I will write a letter, and you can bring it to that boss Lin for me. "