I studied beheading in a mental institution

Fengdu.

In the dark and lightless hall, the ancient and heavy portal was slowly opened.

A figure in a dark red cloak stood outside the door, and after a while, walked vigilantly into the hall...

He walked through the hall full of armor, raised his fingertips lightly, and recited a poem, a ray of fire illuminated a corner of the hall.

He frowned and looked at these armors full of scars, as if he was wondering something, and then looked deep into the hall, where an ancient coffin with red background and black stripes was lying quietly on the stone platform.

He walked to the coffin and observed it carefully. At this moment, a muffled sound came from the coffin!

Boom-!

The dark red figure was taken aback, and immediately grabbed the handle of the knife, eyes full of vigilance.

He tried to stay away from the coffin, but the farther he got away, the sounds in the coffin sounded one after another, as if someone inside was trying to keep him.

After struggling for a long time, a flash of determination appeared in his eyes, and he simply walked to the coffin and opened the coffin forcefully!

"Strengthening the mountain and surpassing the world!!"

As a poem rang out, the coffin board was lifted abruptly, and he vaguely saw a figure in a blue Han robe among them, and he was startled.

The next moment, three hundred bronze armors drew their knives out of their sheaths at the same time, and charged at him!

His gaze fixed, and he immediately drew his sword to fight them. At this moment, the dark blue figure quickly rushed out of the coffin, blocking the dark red figure with his body, and all the bronze armor immediately stopped moving!

"……retreat!"

As a vague syllable came out of her throat, all the bronze armor returned to the wooden frame, as if everything before was an illusion.

"Who are you?" The dark red figure put the straight knife back into its sheath, looked at the dark blue figure, and asked in a deep voice.

The girl in blue turned around and stared at the familiar face. In a trance, she seemed to have returned to the world full of red satin, and the voice engraved in her memory sounded again:

【Jalan...I found it!I found it! ! 】

[I didn't break my promise!I said I would come to marry you, and I would! 】

[So what about ghosts?What about the coffin as a matchmaker? !I walked halfway through the city, and I was full of greed for fame and fortune everywhere, and I didn't find a trace of love... Maybe only this ghost is the destination of all love! 】

[Whether it's a yang marriage or a dark marriage... Today, you and I will be married in this Nether Palace... a big wedding! ! 】

The same place, the same coffin, the same them...

It's just, start all over again.

She opened her lips, as if she wanted to say something to the figure in front of her,

In the end, he just grabbed his palm, put his fingertips in his hand, and wrote two words carefully stroke by stroke:

——Jalan.

……

"... After all, it is something that symbolizes the image of our team... This is too ugly."

"..."

"Fuck your mother [Cut White]!! The fifth reserve team... all draw their swords!!!"

"..."

"If we don't come back, forget it. If we come back...then we are the fifth special team of Daxia."

"..."

"I just want to be under this night, and the people I cherish will be safe; the people I am against will be destroyed; I want our fate to be our own, and I want us to be invincible...Our name is, [Night]. "

"..."

"Greetings, advocates of theocracy, we... are the 'blasphemers.'"

"..."

"Takibai, take care...pure kindness cannot save this world, only fear can stop fighting."

"..."

"If you want to destroy this monument... kill me first!!"

"..."

"I, Lin Qiye, swear before all beings in the Great Xia that if An Ye dies..."

"..."

"Ah Jin, have you seen...the peaceful and prosperous world you left for Daxia...I will keep it, brother."

"..."

In the dark ward, Lin Qiye's voice fell, like a sleeping person falling in a dream, his body shook slightly, and after a while, his eyes slowly opened.

At this moment, the little boy who had been guarding the edge of the room suddenly opened his eyes!

He stepped on the light, and came to Lin Qiye in this dark room. His eyes were fixed on Lin Qiye, as if he was trying to identify whether the soul that suddenly awakened now was the consciousness of the fifth universe... or Azathoth.

"Who are you?" The little boy said in a deep voice.

Half asleep and half awake, Lin Qiye sat up like sleepwalking, motionless.

"Who are you?" the little boy asked again.

Lin Qiye, who was sleepwalking, subconsciously said: "I am Lin Qiye..."

Hearing this answer, the little boy's expression relaxed a little, but he seemed to have thought of something, and shook his head.

"wrong……"

"Where is wrong?"

"you are not me."

After the little boy finished speaking, he pressed Lin Qiye's forehead with his palm, and the latter fell straight on the bed, falling into a coma again...

After this, the little boy continued back to the edge of the room.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and Lin Qiye's murmurs continued on the hospital bed... The battle of Chennanguan, the battle of the moon, the destruction of Olympus, the announcement of the night watchman to the world, the death battle of Beibin City, from the depths of the universe return...

This dream has come to an end, and he seems to wake up from it soon.

At this moment, [Chaos], who was lying straight in the corridor and should have fallen into a coma, slowly opened his eyes...

A strange scarlet color occupied his pupils.

At this moment, the little boy seemed to have sensed something, a look of shock appeared in his eyes, he rushed out of the ward, at this moment [Chaos] was already standing in the corridor, and the strange red color almost covered the entire corridor.

"Azathoth??" The little boy felt the turbulent breath, and his pupils shrank slightly, "How is this possible??"

It stands to reason that the consciousness of [Chaos] entered the dream together with Lin Qiye, and it is impossible for the body outside to move...

【Chaos】Standing in place, his red eyes were expressionless. He was like a walking corpse, with only the most primitive and pure killing intent, permeating the hospital.

As soon as the little boy gritted his teeth, his figure rushed towards [Chaos], and a fist waved out an afterimage, heading straight for his face!

boom--!

[Chaos] Steadily grasping the little boy's fist, a strange ray of light emerged from his empty eyes...

The next moment, a strange red glow like a tide climbed onto the little boy's body at an astonishing speed, and the latter let out a scream!

At the same time, Lin Qiye, who was sleeping soundly on the hospital bed, trembled subconsciously!

The miniature of the dream floating above him was gradually eroded by a strange red light, dense cracks spread all over it, and a faint roar came from it, completely falling into madness and disorder

Lin Qiye on the hospital bed suddenly opened his eyes, an unprecedented pain flooded his mind!

"Azathoth!!"