Chapter 1210

That was a long time ago.

In the wild dog village... The remote village where everything started, the temple underground in the village

"... dear Lauren, as your friend, I am very happy to lend a helping hand to new friends..."

When a desperate teenager meets a "kind-hearted man" who claims to know his origin, is willing to help him and obviously has a plot, will he wholeheartedly believe the evil god who left a mark on him and bound himself?

No

Vigilance and doubt are taken for granted.

"... how could I harm you, dear Loren, we are friends..."

Anyone who is not stupid will not believe such a nonsense.

So no matter how sincere he was, Lauren didn't believe a word from beginning to end.

"... dear Loren doesn't trust anyone, just as he never trusted poor Asriel..."

Yes, of course; How can you believe an "evil god" when he constantly seduces you and tries to hide everything until he is about to be found out?

Of course not.

Even on the contrary, you will try to gain insight into the real and more truth from his words, expressions and body language every time, and try to find out everything through yourself rather than his active confession.

Because even if he says, you won't believe it, and it will be regarded as a lie, at least a lie disguised by the truth; You will turn to your own speculation and speculation to find the truth you think.

"... dear Lauren, we are friends with your surprised expression; how could I abandon you as my best friend..."

He saved you... In your most critical time, you will be moved, willing to accept, and show a little goodwill to this "evil god" who has been trying to use you and manipulate you, especially in the face of a common enemy.

But such a move is not enough to erase doubt.

Because you... Loren Turin... Know that the only reason he did this was to defeat his enemies; The two people who are completely unequal in identity and status can only maintain the so-called "false friendship" for a while. For an evil god, human emotion is probably a plaything to play with.

"... all the 'truth' will speak only when I have to tell me, and... Will only tell me what I have to know, and I won't say more than half a word..."

To some extent, this is the tacit understanding between the two sides.

Two people - if the other is also a person - know that Loren will not fully believe in Asriel. In this slightly strange and somewhat mutually exploitative situation, at least Loren is ready to be betrayed at any time.

"... there are many reasons, such as ensuring that dear Loren will not be exposed to the existence that is simply invincible in advance..."

The "bad boy" who likes to lie continues his favorite lies tirelessly.

"... and lies can tell the truth..."

Step by step close to the truth and uncover the secrets bit by bit. When Loren Turin really thinks he has seen through everything, the real "truth" is very different from what he expected at the beginning.

As described by the Holy Cross, it is a lie that is clear at a glance and can be broken at a poke.

"Dear Loren, now you should have understood... Right?"

The blonde boy turned his head and his pitiful expression was reflected in the vision of the black haired wizard red with blood:

"From beginning to end, Asriel 'deceived' you for only one reason... Protection at all costs and consequences, dear Loren, and this last chance of life."

Yes, at the moment when serlior was going to destroy the dream world, Loren really understood... What is the so-called obvious lie.

I don't want to tell myself the truth because I know everything and have no secret about the black cross; Asriel's mind reading can also be regarded as a hint to some extent;

The temptation of pretending to lie makes me doubt everything and ensures my vigilance;

Leave the mark of evil gods, trade with yourself, help yourself build and improve the dream world, and connect his existence with his own soul

Everything is for this moment, for this last chance of life.

Even Ariel... The other "Asriel" insisted on killing herself, which has a good explanation - because even so, even if you bet on such a huge risk, it is only a slim chance to win.

The strength of the black cross is desperate.

The four evil gods of the north, Logan in a hat, brenhild, Roland Turin... Everyone failed, or they failed from the beginning. They are very aware of how slim and impractical what they have to do.

Unswervingly, clutching the last glimmer of hope and full of unrealistic lies, Asriel... Became the biggest alternative among them, carefully but firmly let himself embark on this "no return road".

All... To defeat this desperate black cross, serliol.

"Asriel -!!!"

Accompanied by the roar of anger, there is a sense of oppression that is so terrible that people can't move.

Even if he was cut off from the outside world and lost most of his strength, serliol's void reaction was still strong enough to crush everything.

"Ah... It's true. Suddenly he became grumpy."

In front of the black haired wizard, the golden boy was very free to make complaints about the only way to get rid of his eyes.

"So... Dear Loren, I really want to bet all this time."

The same smile, but the young voice is full of determination.

"Yes."

The dark haired wizard nodded with a dignified expression.

"I'm very sorry, because I was killed once. Now Asriel is so weak that he can only rely on the connection with Loren to avoid disappearing."

There was a trace of bitterness in the corner of the blonde's mouth: "the original plan... Was to let dear Loren directly inherit the power of others, but now... Even if he did everything, there was only the power of a high-level spell."

"After using my strength, I'm afraid none of the things I promised Loren can be realized... Sorry."

"Although he always said he would never cheat Lauren, this time... It seems that he is really going to break his promise."

Asriel, who nodded slightly, seemed wronged and remorseful, and his shining eyes dodged.

Lauren smiled.

"It doesn't matter. I didn't expect it anyway."

The blonde boy was stunned and raised his head in amazement.

"Asriel, the God of deception and deceit, the one who deals with him is always the one who is deceived, and what he gets is never what he wants, so..." smiling Loren, facing the blonde boy:

"It's just another, obvious lie."

Asriel's expression stiffened slightly, and then suddenly smiled.

"Poof... Poof, hahaha... Hahaha..."

The hearty and incomparable laughter filled a dead dream world with happy air.

The two people who raised their mouths and laughed seemed to have temporarily forgotten the existence of a city fragment behind them at any time.

"So... Dear Loren, are you ready?"

The returning blonde looked at Loren with four eyes, and slowly raised his right hand - white to almost translucent on the back of his hand, which was a snake like rune.

Tightly pursed his mouth, the silent Loren also showed the mark of the evil god under his right wrist.

"There is only one chance, the hope is extremely slim, and the possibility of success is probably not even one in a million, but..." Asriel's eyes twinkled:

"It will succeed, dear Loren. You... Will succeed."

"The one who can defeat the black cross... Only you."

"Only you can!"

Like a mirror reflection, two completely opposite evil god marks burned like a brand.

The smiling Asriel dissipated bit by bit in front of the dark haired wizard.

Head, torso, limbs, hands and feet

It's like completely burning charcoal. It turns into fly ash, floating, scattering and flying all over the sky.

Collapse means that the last bit of support belonging to the "evil god Asriel" in this world has completely dissipated, leaving only a little memory; For evil gods, it is no different from being "erased".

Only the evil god mark under Loren's right wrist was burning, and the escaping force of emptiness began to erode his body, consume his energy and torture his nerves again, but

This time, Loren felt that he was about to fall in love with this extreme feeling of pain.

With a faint twitch smile, Loren trembled and supported his trembling right hand, aiming the Mithril sleeve sword at his chest.

Just... Stab it in.

"Poof --!"

For a moment, my heart trembled under the tip of the sword.

He leaned back uncontrollably and watched the plasma flying in the air.

Trembling lips, read the name.

Curse, die now.

"Dang!"

The long gun "dragon teeth" stabbed at the ground held up the body that almost fell to the ground and died. The blood gushing chest seemed to have been hit by a heavy hammer.

Then... The scarred body, like a awakened machine, began to run again and was gradually controlled by consciousness.

Wounds all over the body heal at a speed visible to the naked eye. If it weren't for the blood that hasn't dried up all over the body, it's like it never existed.

In just a few seconds, the dying black haired wizard stood in front of the black cross again unharmed.

All this... Is just the power of a spell.

But for this spell, Asriel gambled all his plans; Everything, just to be able to deceive the black cross at this last moment.

Only for a moment!

Although Loren is still locked by the power of the void by the silent dream, there is little power left of serliol, and the remaining amount is not even 1% of that at the beginning!

"That's it?"

The voice of extreme anger echoed in Loren's ears: "it's just a worthless lie. The weak people's meaningless act of holding together to keep warm. When they recover some strength, they feel that the situation has been reversed?"

"Don't be conceited there, Loren Turin... Mole ants will always be mole ants, which will never change!"

"Just climb back from the edge of death and let you do your best. I just need to move a finger to put you in a desperate situation again!"

"Dying struggle is just a futile effort to make the final despair more terrible!"

"That's right!"

Breathing heavily and sweating like rain, Lauren smiled and carried the "dawn" sword, raised the "dragon teeth" and pointed the gun at the face door of the black cross:

"Even if you do it a thousand times, ten thousand times, or countless times... Your strength cannot be changed, and the gap between you and me cannot be changed, but..."

"Although the gap cannot be changed, the outcome is not certain."

"In return for not interrupting us just now - although strictly speaking, you failed to interrupt successfully - I'll tell you the most crazy and second most successful sentence I've heard in my previous life." Lauren Turin, smiling, blinked:

"If the dead do not die, they will rise again

It's more powerful --! "

Call——

At the same time of the black fog, without hesitation, Loren rushed to the figure of the black cross from the front.

The silver "dragon tooth" gun tip turned into tracing light, which shortened the distance of only ten steps between the two sides in the blink of an eye.

"Boom --!"

The "dawn" sword of wheel dance scattered the black fog on the side of the body.

Lost the last obstruction, in addition to the figure of serliol, only the "dragon tooth" has been close to the gun tip of the black cross body.

Opportunity... Only now!

The pupil shrinks suddenly, the long gun in the hand stabs out fiercely, and the long gun runs through the left hand of the black cross from the palm.

Withered arms, like burned branches, quickly turned into the same color as black fog, rotted, dismembered and disintegrated.

Under the impending tip of the gun, it turned into scattered fly ash.

"Poof --!"

Serlior, with a distorted expression, forcibly decomposed his right arm into black fog, blocked Loren's approach and retreated backward.

The black haired wizard did not continue to pursue, but stopped in place, swung his big sword to easily disperse the blocked black fog, and looked at the figure of the black cross.

In front of a stranger who was completely worthless in his mouth, he had to choose to avoid... Twice.

If you add in Asriel's crazy ridicule before... "Anger", you can't describe serliol's mood at this moment.

The black cross who lost one arm clenched his teeth and stared at the black haired wizard step by step under his twisted expression.

Careless

I have to admit that Asriel's plan is perfect. He uses his blind spot of thinking to make this possibility escape his sight and win a chance of success for his revenge.

Although there is little hope, but... If Loren Turin can seize the Holy Grail before the collapse of the dream world, maybe his plan is really possible

Will fall short of success because of just a stranger!