Chapter 561

Dewey seemed to be walking in a tunnel full of flashes.

In front of the tunnel, there seems to be a light at the end, while duvet, who is in the tunnel, seems to be a flashing picture of light whistling around his body, up and down, left and right.

In that picture, someone, something, seems to be a piece of memory, and it seems to be a movie. One by one, people are dazzled. Dewey's eyes widened to see, but he can't see every flash clearly.

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In the picture, two teenagers are quietly hiding outside the window of an old house. One boy squats down, while the other young man stands on the shoulder of his companion, holding the windowsill with both hands, peeping inside. In the window, there was a faint sound of water, and the girl was singing the tune of a country ditty happily

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In the picture, the young man seems to have grown up. He rides on a horse, carries a small burden and goes away on the country road. On the hillside behind him, a pretty figure gazed at him from afar, with a few tears floating in the wind.

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In the picture, the waves on the sea are like fury, and the crazy waves beat the hull one by one. The young man is clinging to the cable, and his body is soaked in the wind and rain.

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In the picture, the young man is lying weakly in front of an old man with a seductive smile. There seems to be magic in his eyes. This is Aragon and Chris, Dewey thought.

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In the picture, the boy has grown into a tall and straight young man, riding a war horse. The armor was a little crude, and behind it was a small army with simple arms. This is a crude miscellaneous army, the flag is also tilted, but the young man is pulling out the sword, shouting that passionate roar, as if symbolizing the arrival of an era!

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In the picture, the handsome young man is sitting on the throne in an old castle. He had a gold crown on his head, and beside him was a woman in gorgeous clothes. Aragorn held the woman's hand, but his face was cold. And that woman, the face is fuzzy.

Just outside the castle, a pretty girl, full of despair. She is still a peasant girl's long skirt, but resolutely pulled out a pair of scissors from her waist, absolutely toward her golden hair!

Broken hair flying in the wind

Then, the gate of the castle was pushed open, and the girl became short haired. Has abandoned the girl's skirt, put on a set of knight armor.

"From today on, I'm no longer Lolita, I'm the Messiah! Start from today. I no longer believe in love, I only believe in war! "

After listening to the words of the people in the picture, Du Wei, standing in the tunnel, suddenly feels a kind of weak colic in his heart!

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The scene changes again. On the battlefield of gunpowder, there are bodies and burning flags everywhere. Aragorn stabs the last enemy commander to death and turns around. Point the sword to the sky. The bloody sword and the mighty roar of Aragorn pulled away the whole battlefield. Countless soldiers with armor stained with blood immediately waved their swords and saluted their commander. Everyone's face was full of fanatical worship, which could not be covered up even by blood.

And Aragorn's very last, a slender figure. As if standing in the shadow. She's wearing a knightly suit of armor, with a mask on her face! On the mask. Her only naked eyes, cold eyes!

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In the picture, teams of soldiers with neat armor and swords are arrayed in a neat square array. On the earth, they are like an endless ant colony. The sound of footsteps like tide tramples the earth like an earthquake!

In the distance, a city is shrouded in dark clouds, as if it is on the verge of collapse under this powerful momentum!

In the front of the army, a knight shining with golden light, spear in his hand, carrying a flag: bramble!

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In a splendid palace with golden walls, countless warriors in golden armor bow to the ground, kneel on one knee, and face the commander on the throne with the most respectful posture.

Aragorn once again sat on the throne, this time, he was praised as the emperor of the mainland, the supreme ruler of the starry sky. Next to him, a middle-aged man, wearing a robe like a clergyman of the Church of light, solemnly put a crown on Aragon's head, and then handed a golden scepter to Aragon.

The middle-aged man in the clergy's clothes, his face, vaguely is the outline of the young man who used to pick the window with his shoulder against Aragorn.

In the hall, countless warriors of hundred battles cheered.

But looking around the crowd... One person is missing.

That slender figure, that golden short hair, that indifferent eyes... That person, she is not!

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Dewey suddenly felt very distressed!

The pain in his heart made him feel like tearing his heart and lung! Look at that picture, that person... She's not here! She's not here! She's not here!!

In the heart one kind cannot suppress the sadness, the despair, the pain... All sorts of negative emotions suddenly together crazy gushed out! This great inner pain almost knocked him down in an instant!

Heartache let him stand unsteadily, several want to sit down on the ground.

There's only one person left to look after you.

That person, she's not here!

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Dewey took a hard breath, and then continued to walk slowly towards the extension of the tunnel.

Around the picture is still a pair of flash, the content of the picture, Duwei suddenly feel that he has not cared!

He anxiously quickly swept a picture, but did not care about the content of the picture, his eyes were eager, but just anxiously looking for a figure... His eyes swept a picture, if there is no her figure on it. Dewey would immediately move on to the next one. As for the content on the screen, he doesn't care!

This kind of inexplicable emotion filled his whole spirit, and made Dewey fall into a kind of painful emotion that even he could not explain.

Finally, after a flash of pictures, Dewey still did not find the beautiful figure... But the tunnel finally came to an end!

In front of them were two groups of blue lights, both of which seemed to be human shape, but in the light, they couldn't see their true colors.

Dewey calmed down. He gasped, pressing his chest with one hand, as if trying to suppress his inner pain. His eyes were fixed on the two human light groups in front of him, breathing heavily.

"You're in pain." A familiar voice sighed softly.

"Why am I in pain?" Dewey hissed, gritting his teeth: "why! Why should I suffer!! It's all about Aragon! Why am I so miserable! "

In the light group on the left, the voice is obviously "DUV 1", which has communicated with DUV many times. This time, no longer laughing, with a trace of deep sadness: "you know very well. Although we have been trying our best to deny that we are Aragon. But, in fact, we are the same person. "

"I don't want it!" Dewey immediately raised his head. "I don't care about Aragorn!" he roared!! I'm Dewey! My name is Dewey!! The past is gone! Whatever Aragon, Lolita, Messiah! He and she love each other very much, even tragedy. What does it have to do with me! "

Duwei struggled to support his body, although he was struggling under the pain, his face became more and more firm!

"I'm Dewey! I am me! I live in this era! Not a thousand years ago! Now, I have my friends, I have my family, I have my beloved woman, I have my loyal subordinates and people! I don't need to be responsible for a thousand years ago! I don't want to carry that boring thing! I am me! I only live for me now!! I'm only responsible for my relatives and friends now! "

"But you can't escape." The voice sighed, and the tone of "Dewey 1" was with a wry smile: "when you merge with the memory of the previous life. You're bound to be a new man again... A mixture of Dewey and Aragon. "

Dewey was biting his teeth, silent.

"Don't you want to change your old mistakes back?"

All of a sudden, the other light and shadow next to "Dewey 1" spoke.

"Past mistakes?" Dewey sneered. He stared at the other light and shadow. "You're Aragon's memory, aren't you? The mistakes of the past? What a ridiculous statement! That's your mistake! It's about you, Aragon! It's not me, Dewey!! What past and future generations, what "we are one person"! son of a gun! Go away! I live in this era, I have my own life! Why do you want to impose the previous life on me! Why do you want to leave those things to me! I'm me, I'm Dewey! Not Aragorn! It's not "Dewey 1"! It's not a hybrid of Aragorn and Dewey! "

All of a sudden, Dewey gave a thumbs up. Point to your nose. There was a genuine pride on his face

"Listen, my name is. Dewey

He raised his head and looked coldly at the two shadows in front of him.

"If I lose my personality and personality, and even my emotions are mixed with other memories, then I will not be myself any more! Yes, if we merge, a new hybrid of Dewey and Aragon is born! But I... "

Dewey still said coldly: "I, the unique me, Dewey, is dead! I don't want me to die! I don't want to become a monster without independent personality! I don't want to be Aragon!

All along, I deeply hate this in my heart! Aragorn, get the hell out of here! Don't try to give me what you did a thousand years ago! Dead is dead! The past is the past! I'm not controlled by anyone! Even in my previous life! I tell you, I always hate you! I hate you so much

As he said that, Dewey pointed back to the tunnel behind him, which was full of flashy pictures. Dewey said coldly, "after seeing these pictures. I hate you even more! Don't mix you up with me! At least, I don't think Dewey will let the woman I love be so hurt! And you, Dewey 1! In your life, you let Joe die, let her die in the demon temple! But I didn't! I would rather die myself than my woman! That's the difference between us! We have differences! We are not the same person! I have my own independent personality and independent soul! Damn reincarnation! Damn the past life

Then Dewey took a deep breath, and his anger seemed to subside all at once. He took a long deep breath with a relaxed expression on his face.

"Hoo... It's really more comfortable to let off steam like this." Du Weidi's eyes gradually showed a trace of ridicule.

"Aragorn, you've been trying to control me! You always say to me, we are the same person! Hum, but in my opinion, you just want to revive you through me!! Hum‘ Dewey, how are you? Are you surprised? " son of a gun! Now, listen to me! "

The smile on Dewey's face gradually emerged, but his eyes were absolutely clear!

"My name is Dewey! My love is Vivian and Joe! Not Lolita and Messiah! My pet is QQ, not micheus! My friend's name is Hussein! My father's name is Raymond

last. He cut off the railway

"Me! Yes! Du! Wei

Chris gently pressed his finger on the heart. Du Wei, who was asleep, suddenly twisted and trembled.

Chris's face was a little surprised. He took a few deep breaths in succession, and he was breathing. More and more water vapor flowed out, enveloping the sleeping Dewey layer by layer. His fingertips, a trace of magic, tried to fuse the flesh and blood parts of Dewey's chest.

But

Suddenly, Du Wei, who was sleeping, suddenly opened his eyes! The eyes fixed on Chris's face, as if with a trace of mockery.

Then. Suddenly, with the sound of a wave at his fingertips, the "King's heart" in Duwei's chest just changed, suddenly burst out a blood mist, and then burst out!

"No Chris yelled, but the fusion site around the heart suddenly broke down, and then the heart that was just beating suddenly became shriveled and withered.

The heart suddenly turned into a piece of fly ash. It's nothing under Chris's fingertips!

Chris is in a rage. Dewey had already roared in pain, and his mouth and nose were bursting with blood.

"Hell! Son of a bitch! Stupid Chris yelled angrily. Scold, but have to desperately spit out a trace of magic, he quickly to the side just Duwei his own heart grabbed over, angry back to Duwei's chest.

His expression was twisted and furious, but his fingers were still stable. Finally, the flesh and blood of the heart became fused again.

The blood stopped flowing in Dewey's mouth and nose, and the tip of his nose was covered with sweat.

He woke up. He just woke up

Chris growled angrily: "you! You idiot! Do you know what a stupid thing you have just done! Stupid!! You! You just... "

Dewey managed to squeeze out a smile, but his voice was full of determination.

"This is my choice, the final choice!"

Dewey's monologue:

Actually, I've always been greedy.

After learning that I was Aragorn, I was once proud.

Aragon, what a great name. The founding emperor, a great emperor, the most powerful man on the mainland, said under the stars. Chris stretched out his other hand with the badge in his hand.

But now, this badge has become broken again, and it no longer shines.

"The memory of the two souls sealed in it dissipated when you rejected yourself just now!" Chris laughed angrily: "Dewey! boy! Do you know what you have left? "

Dewey lay weak, the wound on his chest healing slowly: "what's left?"

"Your power... With the disappearance of the power of this seal... Boy, you are not a strong player in the field now! Now that the soul of the seal in the badge is gone, so is the realm! Now you are just a poor saint

Dewey said with a smile: "that is to say, before I could risk my death and forcibly trigger domain power... Now I can't?"

"Nonsense! That field power is not yours at all! It's in the badge! Now the badges are like this! You want to... "

Dewey interrupted Chris, his smile suddenly became very happy: "Dear Chris, you have finally said a very, very important word."

Chris was stunned: "what?"

Dewey's face became serious: "you said," the power in that field is not yours at all. ". This is the key point... The power is not mine! It's not mine, it's Aragon's! "

"But you are one..."

"I am who I am."

Dewey ended the argument.

Chris sighed, a long sigh.

After a long time, he muttered in a low voice: "damn... Don't you know how difficult it is to gain domain power? You think you're going to be the best in the field. Do you have such opportunities every day? Do you think you can become a field if you practice casually? I tell you, for thousands of years, only Aragorn has achieved the power in the field, except for those God level strong men! "

"No

Dewey had a light in his eyes. He looked at Chris and said with a smile, "you don't know. There is another person in this world, he is also born by his parents, ordinary people, relying on their own talent and supreme perseverance! He didn't rely on the power of previous life to wake up, and he didn't trade with the servants of some demons! Relying solely on himself, he has developed from a mortal into a strong man in the field in decades of time

Chris shook his head: "I don't believe it. How can human beings have such a strong talent. "

"Yes, that man's name is... Baihechou." Dewey sighed suddenly: "seriously, I suddenly feel that guy is much more powerful than Aragorn. Because. He's on his own

Then Dewey shook his head. "To be honest, I miss that guy now."

Click!

Click, click, click

This green temple has not been opened for many days. Finally slowly pushed away.

The dust beside the gate was raised, which immediately stirred the spirits who were kneeling and praying in front of the temple.

These days, several elder elves have been sitting on their knees in front of the temple praying, waiting for their king to walk out of the temple.

Although the orc army has ignored the previous agreement, batch by batch left the holy mountain and went to the human world.

Under the mountain, which was still in full swing, only the Elves were left.

At this moment, the door of the temple was finally opened. Many spirits suddenly exclaimed, raised their heads and looked devoutly at the gate of the hall.

When the figure of falling snow appeared at the door, many Elves were finally relieved. Seeing their king, the elves burst into a burst of warm cheers after a short silence!

Many spirits who love life even jumped up on the spot, singing and dancing in front of the temple. They jumped up the treetops. Singing on the branches and leaves.

Falling snow's face was so pale that it didn't have half blood color. It was full of wise eyes. At the moment, it is like a lake after the lake dried up, deep fatigue, as if it took away all its energy.

Looking at the numerous clansmen below, Luoxue calmed down for a while. Her expression and eyes were very complicated. Finally, she raised her hand and made a quiet gesture gently.

"King

An old spirit came over, bowed and bowed deeply: "you finally came out... What about the human?"

"He..." snow tone with a trace of strange, after thinking for a while, he sighed: "he left."

I am leaving?

The Elves were a little surprised. Everyone had been waiting for so many months before the temple, but... If the human left, no spirit noticed?

The door of the temple was closed again.

Snow made a strange order: it left a few elders, with a team of gods, ordered them to stay outside the temple, continue to wait.

As for what to wait for, when to wait... These, the snow did not say.

However, the people who adored the king of spirits accepted this strange order without hesitation.

It's really weird.

Because after the snow came out, they ordered the whole clan to prepare for the migration, ordered everyone to prepare their clothes and weapons, and prepared to follow the tracks of the orc army. Towards the human world.

But the tradition of the elves is that every place you go, you will sow a magical seed of the elves, and then under the magic of the elves, you will grow those huge magical plants, which will become the elves' castles, walls and houses. Palace

But when the elves migrate, the plants lose their magic support and will wither quickly and disappear with the wind.

But this time, in the migration place of the whole clan, the order left by the king of spirits was to let the elders stand here and continue to use magic to maintain the temple. Don't let it wither!

"Everything, just like when I was in it! Well... No, your manners and manners must be ten times more respectful! "

In this green temple... After the gate is closed, the temple is still bright. A few months ago. Snow and White River sorrow tentatively fight, the destroyed table, still standing there quietly. But, just behind the statue of the spirit God... The air here. It seems to maintain a twisted force. In the volume of about a few cubic meters, there seems to be a vortex in the air, which seems to be a crack and passage in space. Faintly, from the whirlpool, there will be the wind whistling... And the sound of sharp tools colliding Bang!! The machete gently knocked on the corner of a long bow with peculiar shape! A little spark stirred up, and then the machete bounced back abruptly. The fingers holding the handle of the machete made a clattering sound, as if the bones were about to break. Then, a white figure soared into the sky and flew out towards the back. When he landed, his body seemed to be still a little wobbly, just at the waist. But still very straight! The White River is as heavy as water. He seems to be very casual in general, the machete for a hand to grasp. Then he raised his head and looked at the superior opponent opposite. Here seems to be a hillside, all around is barren land, hard gravel everywhere, no vitality. At the moment, under the hillside, the ground is full of potholes of different sizes, and there are countless ground cracks. It seems that after a cruel and long fierce battle! On the hillside, a slender figure stood there. The figure was covered with a very wide and long robe. The high and deep cloak covered all the face of the man. The only one that was exposed was his hand holding the weapon! It's hand, is a very strange shape of long bow! The two sides of the bow angle curved like a crescent, with sharp barbs and blades. If Dewey were here, he would be surprised! Because the shape of this long bow is the same as that of jiduluo's throat bow in his hand“ White River worry, you finally hit my weapon The voice came from under the cloak, clear and sweet, but with a hint of unspeakable desolation“ How long have we been fighting... You've hit my weapon six times. " This voice seems to be appreciating, but it seems to be mocking“ I know White River worries light way, he horizontal up curved knife, but lightly flick on the blade“ You're brilliant. " The voice under the cloak sighed: "you are even ten times better than the Elven King I chose. In these days, you hit my weapon six times. The first time, it took you three months to hit my weapon. The second time, it took you only one month. The third time, it took you 15 days... Until just now, just this time, it took you only two days. " Then the voice became more and more serious: "that is to say, in this place, it seems that my field is more and more unable to restrain you, right? Now, you have gradually mastered the power of the rules in my field... And you already know how to break those rules... You are becoming more and more powerful. "“ It's not strong enough. " Bai He Chou shook his head, his voice was still so calm and indifferent“ Well, how strong do you want to be? human beings! You are just a human being. I can kill you at any time if I want to. Now you are just a toy, a toy to spend time with me. Maybe I'll kill you tomorrow! I'll kill you tomorrow! "“ You can continue to say that. " "Two months ago, you said to me," I'll kill you tomorrow. ". Unfortunately, to this day, I am still alive. You don't want to kill me. You're curious about me. "..." Under the cloak, as if a bunch of eyes fell on Bai He Chou's body, finally, it sighed: "I'm really curious. Ten thousand years... Finally, a living creature can break through the field by its own strength. Over time, you will be able to become a new God level... There are too few strong gods. We've been fighting with each other for a long time... To be honest, it's a good thing to have a new face. " With that, he suddenly flicked the bowstring, and his tone became cold: "but listen! This is my last chance for you! one month! Within a month, if you can't break through my field, it means that you don't have the potential to become a god level strong man... At that time, I will kill you. " After hearing this, Bai hechou was silent for a while“ What if I break through? " White River sorrow looking at each other: "you tell me, where are the other gods!"