Chapter 12 Chapter 9 The Long Night of Fright

Until it was almost dawn, Kant let out a long moan and opened his eyes.As if after a long sleep, his eyes had a black strange brilliance. "Ah," Kant said, "what am I doing? Where am I?" He patted his head, then looked forward, "Why do I seem to have been asleep for hundreds of years?" People on the road looked at this man strangely: his face was pale, his body was covered with wounds, and he was bleeding, but he didn't notice it, only his eyes were shining strangely. Kant also felt that the eyes of people on the road were strange, but he didn't care.After one night, his state of mind seemed to have changed a lot, he was no longer cautious, and he no longer thought about the past and the future.

"Life is just a cycle, and the future is always unpredictable. You don't know if the next moment will come." Kant suddenly remembered the words in "The Epic of Ruo Xinghan", which seemed to be what the mage Huma said when teaching the sky and earth knights.When he stood on the square again, he felt the warm light flowing through his body, which was a rare subtle feeling after childhood.At the same time, I felt that there was another dark force flowing in the opposite direction. "Brightness always makes me happy, but darkness makes me calm. In the darkness, I discover my own existence and understand the source of power." This is what the demon mage Mu Xifaer said when he understood the "Yin" of darkness magic of.For some reason, Kant now finds that there seems to be a dark power in his body that makes him very comfortable. The noise of the market can't affect his calmness at all. Nothing is a problem, and I have great confidence in my own strength.But when he walked in the shadows, he would feel very cold, as if his body would no longer generate heat, and he didn't feel tired or hungry at all.

He found that he could freely control his hearing and vision, he could hear the sound he wanted to hear clearly in the noise, and he could see what he was looking for in a turmoil, and he could see every detail. Clearly, he could clearly see a fly flying in the distance, and heard mice crawling in the wall, his perception had become extraordinary. At this time, several swordsmen came riding across from him. Kant and they had met many times in the guild. "It's you again, it's been a while since we haven't seen each other for a few days? You seem to have just been beaten violently. Dodge, don't block the way of the uncle!" A swordsman swung his whip over.

Kant heard the wind of the whip and clearly saw the trajectory of the whip.As soon as he raised his head, he grabbed the whip in his hand, and when he pulled again, the swordsman fell off the horse with a somersault.At this time, he heard the wind behind him again, and he didn't need to turn his head to know that a stick was coming down from the upper right. He wanted to avoid it, but his body couldn't keep up with his thoughts, and the stick hit him hard. On his right shoulder, he felt a heaviness in his right shoulder, but it didn't hurt at all.As soon as he turned around, he slapped the villain to the ground.The group of swordsmen rushed up, and all their fists, feet and sticks came down. Kant resisted clumsily, but no one could defeat him.

The swordsman who had been pulled off his horse got up from the ground. He became furious, drew out the dagger in his waist, and stabbed Kant in the back.Kant only felt a sharp wind hit his back, but it was too late to turn around. With a sound of "chi", the knife stabbed deeply into Kant's back. Everyone retreated, and the swordsman also retreated to the side. He didn't expect to kill someone so easily. Someone shouted: "Killer!" The market was in chaos. The swordsmen watched in horror as Kant was still standing. He reached out to touch his back, but couldn't reach the knife.

"Run!" They scattered in a rush. A large space was vacated in the huge market, only Kant was alone, many people watched from afar, and some people in the house opened a window to look out. The little tramp Kostin ran over: "Kant, Kant! What's wrong with you!" He hugged Kant, tears streaming down his face. Kant touched his head: "It seems that my adventure is coming to an end." He pushed Kostin away and walked forward. Kostin saw the knife behind him and was too shocked to speak. Kant took one step, two steps, three steps... Everyone was watching him, everyone was waiting for him to fall.

Kant took ten steps, twenty steps, thirty steps... The road he walked was full of blood, and he was still walking, and everyone held their breath. Kant was about to walk out of the market square when suddenly he turned his head and looked towards the side of the street, then turned and walked towards this side.People screamed and scattered. But Kant walked into a shop and said to the boss whose legs were shaking, "Here's a bowl of spaghetti." The onlookers almost fell down. Kant sat in the shop, surrounded by three floors of people watching him, including the guards who came after hearing the news and a few swordsmen who ran back out of curiosity.The boss wanted to slip out through the back door, but was blocked back, so he could only bring out the bread and water trembling.Kant took a bite, and suddenly felt nauseated, and vomited it all out.

Someone in the crowd exclaimed: "He can't eat, he's dead!" "He really is a zombie!" someone in the crowd shouted.Then women and children screamed, and most of the crowd ran away. Kant sat there blankly, he didn't understand what happened.He could feel the movement of light and the path of the wind in his mind, but not in his body.He found that his hands and feet were cold and he felt no pain.But that doesn't mean anything.Doesn't he just sit right here? Suddenly Kant thought of a problem, he sat there, waited quietly for a minute, two minutes, suddenly he jumped up, and screamed with the loudest voice, the sound was like a monster hit by a fatal blow Hissing before going down.

He found himself not breathing! The news that a zombie has appeared in the city spreads throughout the city. People shouted in horror: "Go and call the Holy Blessed Knights." The strong men picked up their sticks and surrounded Kant. He was still in a daze when the first few sticks hit Kant's head hard, a rake hit Kant's body, driving several blood holes, and an iron rod swept over again, Kant heard the sound of bones in his body the crackling sound.Kostin shouted in the crowd: "Kant, run! Run!" Kant overturned the table and ran out of the store, followed by people chasing him.Another stick pinned Kant's foot. He fell to the ground, got up and ran again, and was hit hard on the back several times. "Why did you beat me!" He shouted, and frantically pushed the crowd away and ran out to the central street. People dared not follow him, and followed him with sticks a few meters away.Suddenly a stone hit his forehead hard, his left eye could not be opened, and then more stones flew over like raindrops, and Kant was almost lost in the direction.

"Don't beat him, he is a man, a good man!" Kostin rushed over, but was hugged by someone, and he struggled and kicked to no avail. Kant stumbled and ran all the way, knocking over many stalls.The sound of horseshoes came from behind, and a group of cavalry rushed over and shouted, "Where is the monster that rushed into the city?" Kant felt that his mind was blank, the city was suddenly so strange that he was afraid, and every wall and every window in the sky seemed to have opened their mouths.He ran in a strange way, as if his body was broken.He ran through the streets and alleys to the edge of the city, hiding in a dark garbage dump behind an abandoned building.People hunted him and talked about him back and forth in the city.

Kant shivered in the rubbish dump, he didn't know why it became like this, he didn't know why everything changed since that night in the enchanting garden.Have you already died?But why is the soul still in the body?Not going to heaven or hell?Has he really become that kind of thing?No, zombies are walking corpses, without souls, only governed by evil breaths.And I clearly still have thoughts, and I am still myself.But why did the body lose consciousness?Why no more hunger and cold?This feeling that used to be disgusting to him is so dear now, and it turns out to be so terrible to lose these ordinary people's feelings.Kant saw the body of a dead cat next to him, which made him terrified. Night has come, and people are still talking about this matter everywhere, and it is getting more and more terrifying.Kant heard people passing him tell how he had killed a child in the street, and that the Order of Holy Bless had sworn to find him and throw him in the fire. "I heard that Archmage Staby has also been invited. Does he have a crystal ball that can reveal the location of all evil spirits?" one person said. "Yes, I think the Knights are heading for the place where the monster is hiding now," said another. "To think that that thing is somewhere in town... oh, that's scary." "So hurry home, the Knights say don't linger in the dark." "It's dark enough in my house! I don't have money for candles anymore." The people who spoke didn't notice that the garbage pile around them was trembling slightly. In the knight's hall in the city, Staby is facing the crystal ball and meditating. The ancient knight Smara of the Blessed Knights and his deputy Joanna walked in. "The whole city is so big, it would be difficult for us to find that thing without your help. Master, are you ready to point us to his location..." Staples held up a finger to signal him to be silent. The light spot on the crystal ball kept drifting, and everyone looked at it quietly.Suddenly the crystal ball flashed sharply, and Staby's expression changed. "Have you found him?" Smaragu stepped forward and asked. Staby's face looked a little pale: "How could this be...Maybe there is something wrong with the crystal." "What happened?" Joanna asked. "Can't you find it?" "No, found it," said Stapley, turning around. "He's definitely there, but . . . " "But what?" the two asked. Staby pointed to the edge of the city map on the table: "Right here, this dark force is the most powerful force I have ever seen, maybe the combined magic power of the entire enchanted forest is not as powerful as this guy... ...You better bring more people, and if you need my help, let me know anytime." "I see, thank you Master Staby." Smaragu said to Jonah, "Let's go!" The horseshoes of the knights smashed the night, and they swept through the city like a whirlwind.Citizens poked their heads out from their homes to watch, such a large-scale action made every family uneasy. Smaragu led the people to the place where the huge dark power pointed out by Staby was an abandoned small building in an open space on the outskirts of the city. It was so dilapidated that one could see inside, as if there was nothing.The lower floor is half underground, with steps leading to its door.There is rubbish all over the steps. "Go in and have a look!" Smalargu ordered.A warrior lit a torch, stepped forward, and kicked open the door. The dark room was illuminated by fire, and there was nothing suspicious. Smaragu came in and stood for a while in the small room.Joanna held a sword outside the door and looked around nervously. Could a terrible dark force be in this house?Smaragu stood quietly in the room, and gradually, he seemed to hear a faint hissing wind. At this time, the wind was blowing outside the house, and Smaragu looked out the door, looking up at the sky full of dust rolled up and brushed against Joanna's armor. At this time, Kant, who was hiding in the scrap wood cabinet in the house, was also listening to the movement outside anxiously. He wanted to change the place, but he bumped the broken earthen jar under his feet. Smaragu immediately drew out his sword: "Who!" His voice was also trembling.The soldiers surrounded them. After a tense moment of silence, the broken wooden door clicked open, and an old man in a shabby robe came out. All the soldiers took a few steps back, raising their knives and pointing nervously forward. "What are you doing? It's impolite to disturb an old man's dreams." "Isn't this the old fortune teller who cheated people by telling fortunes in the central square?" An officer recognized him. "Didn't any terrible monster enter the house?" Smaragu found out that it was not a demon, so he regained his dignity. "Monster? Oh, don't scare me, poor old man..." "The instructions from the crystal ball are wrong..." Smaragu thought, "Go and search nearby!" The soldiers walked away, and the old man walked back into the house, looking at the broken wooden cabinet where Kant was hiding: "Don't you know that it is impolite to hide in someone else's wooden cabinet without permission?" "Old fortune teller?" Kant refused to go out of the wooden cabinet. "I hid here in a panic. I didn't know this was your house. I thought this house was uninhabited. It's so dilapidated..." "It's true that it has no owner, and I'm here to escape the cold night wind..." The old fortune-teller coughed twice, "We've seen it before, haven't we?" "Yes...in the square, you predicted that I would become a paladin, but now...I have already..." Kant looked at his cold hand, which was pale and withering. "You have power. Look at the magic crystal on your head. You can summon a magician who is absolutely loyal to you by touching it. Why don't you use it?" "How do you know this secret?" Kant exclaimed in surprise. "Because there are notices all over the city asking citizens to beware of a devil with a spar on his head." The old man smiled. "Aren't you afraid of me?" "Where can a person who is knowingly being cheated and giving money to this poor old man be so evil?" The old fortune-teller sat down beside Kant. "But why, why did I become like this... Am I dead or alive?" "Your body is dead, but your soul is still there. Maybe some kind of demon power has locked your soul in your body forcibly, so that neither God nor the devil can collect it." "Is there really a God in the world? Why did I encounter such a fate? I never thought of betraying light and morality, but some people want me to become a devil." "Oh? Demon King? That's not a bad thing, you can have the most powerful power and authority in the world." "But the Demon King is hated by everyone." "With strength and power, what does it matter to be hated?" "No, that's not what I want. I don't want pretty girls to hate me." "Haha, if you really become the devil king, there will be countless beauties around you." "Hmm..." Kant pondered, Baiya is indeed very beautiful, her beauty is completely different from Yundi, Yundi is like a transparent treasure, and Baiya is like a gorgeous magic flower, but when she looked at him, there was something in her eyes. Where does the emotion expressed come from? "But I don't understand, who can give you the power of the demon king? Wasn't the soul and power of the previous generation of demon kings sealed in a set of paladin equipment in the war three hundred years ago? After so many changes , no one knows where this equipment is now." said the old fortune teller. "She said she knew." "Who is she?" "She claimed to be from the future, and was ordered by the future devil, that is, me...It's ridiculous, isn't it, the future me sent her here to change his fate of being finally defeated as a devil." "Then, maybe you don't want to be the Demon King because you are afraid of the fate of being defeated in the end." "No, I can't imagine how I could become a devil king. I'm not evil..." "Don't be so sure. No one can really see themselves clearly. Everyone has a bright side and a dark side. In different environments, they will change like day and night. I don't believe that you don't have desires in your heart , such as wealth, power, and beauties..." "Of course I have, but I will get it on my own!" "That's because you are still too young, you don't understand that some things can't be obtained only by hard work... When you want to get something but feel that you are powerless, you will fall into the darkness..." "I just want to know how to revive my body again." "I can't help you here, maybe the magician from the future you mentioned knows everything..." "Yes..." Kant thought suddenly, "Maybe she knows that all these things will happen... If she is really from the future, she should also know what will happen in the future... But, I am really afraid to see her again , she will force me to become the Demon King." "Think about it for yourself...the air leaks everywhere here, I'm going to find a warmer place..." Yundi opened his eyes, and warm flames danced in the wooden house.There was a group of people sitting here, Duris the lone traveler in black robes, Reed, Amos, Sitan from the down and out mercenary group, Ron and the dwarf Az. "Kant!" Yundi shouted at the first sentence, she sat up, "Kant? Where is he? I'm going to find him!" "Don't be silly, you are so weak now. You have been unconscious all day," said Durris, "and soldiers are looking for you everywhere." "We must find Kant, otherwise everything will be over!" Yundi struggled to get out of bed. "The soldiers searched the city today, and they said that a zombie appeared," Xitan said. "Many people said that it was the person killed by the knight Smaragu yesterday...could it be Kant?" Yundi froze for a moment, and then said for a long time: "It's over...it's all over again...he's going to become a devil..." Ron couldn't help asking, "What's going on with all this?" Yundi looked at Ron, and suddenly stayed there completely, and said for a long time: "You...what's your name?" "I'm Ron, Ron the minstrel." "Ron?" "What's wrong with you? Have we met?" Ron felt that Yundi's eyes were a little strange. "No...it's nothing." Yundi shook his head. In the hut, after Yundi finished talking about herself, Kant and Bai Ya, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, feeling that they were listening to a bizarre story. "Okay," Aziz said, "it's nothing special, isn't he the devil? Anyway, he is destined to be defeated. The difference is who becomes the hero who defeats him. I think this is a heavy responsibility from heaven on my shoulders." , this will be a story of a dwarf hero saving the world." "Go away," Reed scolded, "this will be the story of a mercenary team that is desperate but heroic, who often fight among themselves but never backs down at critical moments. Of course, my companions may all die because of covering me. I will miss them..." Sitanyamos immediately pinned the future hero to the ground and beat him, as if he were the devil's uncle. Only Duris seems to have been thinking seriously: "If what you said is true, then where will Kant get the power of the Demon King?" "No one knows," Yundi shook his head. "In the future, no one knows where Kant got the power of the Demon King. He doesn't seem to have revealed it to anyone. Perhaps, only the Demon Envoy Bai Ya who also came back from the future Know." "But where is she now?" "Kant asked her to stay in a different space created by magic, but I don't know if she really obeys the orders of the current Kant. In any case, as long as we can find Kant, we can control the future." "What should I do if I find him? Kill him?" Amos asked. Yundi was silent.The Kant she met was still an upright young man full of pure ideals. He also rescued and took care of herself from the demons. Now she suddenly hated herself for knowing the future. "No...maybe it's not necessary...maybe as long as we follow him and protect him, he won't be controlled by the power of the devil in that artifact and become a devil..." "Well, perhaps, we should tell all this to the ancient knight Smara of the Holy Blessed Order," Reed said, "because he is searching for Kant. If this lady can trick him too... Well, I I mean it's much easier to get him to trust and help us."