Scepter of Thorns

Bai Wang, who had been silent all this time, glanced lightly, "Would you like to fight?"

The Pope took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in his heart, "I don't want to get involved in your affairs."

Then he ignored the black king, put his wings away, and fell to the ground.

"The provocation failed?" Bai Wang raised his eyebrows, "It seems that you are very angry."

"Shut up, William." The devil's smile became more and more dangerous, "As the master god of the undead tribe, he dares to play Bai Fang, it's really unscrupulous."

"Aren't you too, Kylos." William countered, "As a devil, you dare to play the 'God of Light', tsk."

What answered him was the sharp point of the sword.

"Don't get excited, don't forget what we agreed on." William took out a pair of rimless glasses from his coat, wiped them casually a few times, and put them on, "He cannot be allowed to enter the library of the undead, because only people from the past are welcome there." But now he—thanks to you, has gradually woken up. I suggest you stop, it’s not good to be in a hurry.”

"You mean it's over now?" He raised the tip of his sword to the side, "What a disappointment, I haven't played enough yet."

"What are you thinking?" William asked, frowning. "Isn't this the most comprehensive solution?"

Kaierlos gave a low laugh, his bone wings were flaccid, casting a small piece of flickering light and shadow.

"This space is fake." He said, "Then how do you prove that your world is real? Why did the God Realm exist, why were we born, and even if we were born, why did we start thinking, and then naturally Created seven races?"

"..."

"We don't know, so we're alive." He opened his arms, as if welcoming something, "but he knew, so he's dead; and I'm going to know soon."

William didn't understand, so: "What are you talking about?"

"Soon." Kaierlos swiped his sword in the air, and an invisible crack already existed, and it was spreading at a slow and imperceptible speed, "Soon he will remember everything, and you will also I'm going to die. And I live in the doomsday every day, the hands of the clock are always advancing, and I can always hear the mourning knell."

William looked at the devil, he couldn't understand a word of these words, but he seemed to faintly feel that something bad was about to happen, he knew that although Kylos was a little crazy, he would never say something meaningless if.

"You mean we're all going to die?"

The demons looked down at the huge chessboard, and the fighting was fierce and ridiculous.The bishop killed the knight, but was slashed by a chariot of the same color. He looked angrily, but he was an extremely difficult opponent in his lifetime.He immediately gave up the attack and turned to his companion.

Soon the pieces figured out that ones of the same color could attack, so companions were no longer companions, and many people they knew were in this camp.So the hatred between black and white seems to be resolved, like the bright snow in the spring, there is still some drizzling, but it is extremely pure-what high-quality companions, they move forward according to their own tracks, and the anti-color People back to back, team up to deal with people of the same color.

The Pope watched quietly from the corner, he was calm and not infected by blood and violence.It's just that the magician's face was pale, watching the silver-eyed man avoid the sharp blade again and again, his heart seemed to be burning on fire, and he wished to join in.

"You will all die." Kylos said softly, like the wind.But the Pope heard him for some reason, and looked up at him.

The pope lowered his head after just a quick glance. The battle was chaotic, but fortunately no one noticed him.Maybe it was because he had been standing for a long time, but he suddenly felt a little dizzy. The shadow of playing cards flashed in front of his eyes, and then disappeared again.

He decided to carefully avoid the chess pieces and carefully explore the chessboard. Until now, he has not seen the god of death. The pope suspected that he might also be hiding somewhere like himself.He walked close to the wall, fanning the tarot cards in his hand, ready to deal with any eventuality.

Because of his meticulousness and caution, he didn't get into any trouble, and everyone ignored him.But the pope became anxious. He found that this was a completely sealed hall without any exits. It really seemed like a chessboard. People stepped on it every step of the way, and they could only become chess pieces.

A white Praetorian was slowly advancing with his back to him.He can't go back, which keeps him from ever seeing the hidden dangers coming from behind.The Pope stared at him with ulterior motives.

Every chess piece is a card.

Although he already has enough cards, it's not enough. Humans are always greedy, and one more card will give him more life-saving foundation.

He slowly drew out a card, [Two of Wands].

Rolled reversed.

When it touched the White Imperial Guard, the cards suddenly condensed into a sword made of flames, piercing through his heart.He fell down, with an unwilling sound in his throat, and then turned into a tarot card floating in the air.But just when the pope was about to touch the card, the Tarot cards disappeared out of thin air.

He withdrew his hand, his face was a little surprised, but his eyes looked calm. The Tarot cards in his hand were gathered into a stack, but it was a little thinner than before.

Two or three seconds later, the god of death fell heavily from the air, his body covered with flame-burning wounds, he looked at the pope in astonishment, the scepter in the opponent's hand peeled off into a lightsaber, and pressed against his throat.

The Pope bent slightly, he seemed to be smiling, but there was an indescribable chill.The god of death shuddered, and he finally realized that the person in front of him didn't seem so easy to mess with.The point of the sword raised his chin, the pope stared at the god of death, his cold blond hair fell down his face, "You used a card on me, huh?"

"Ah..." The god of death has not yet recovered, "How did you find out?"

The pope really laughed.

It's just that the sharp sword tip pierced a little, and a few drops of blood rolled down, which was dark purple.Reaper kept breathing deeply, but he couldn't ignore the metal piercing his cheek.

"You're very nervous." The pope pulled out his sword, and he changed the position, this time it was the eyes, "Is it the undead?"

Death nodded, "Yes. You, you..."

"Thanks to you, I have been listed as an enemy by White." The pope brushed the slightly longer eyelashes of Death with his fingertips, "You'd better pray that no white piece wants to attack me, because then my The hand will shake, and the beautiful pair of eyes will be destroyed."

Fortunately, the white chess pieces were busy with internal strife, and this corner was relatively hidden, so not many people noticed it for a while.

But the people in the sky noticed.

William straightened the white king's crown, "I can't see that he is a ruthless character."

Kaierlos said casually, "Aren't you going to save your believers? A rare apostle of destiny may be destroyed in a blink of an eye."

"It's just another victim of the clan." Although William said so, his attention was obviously focused on the god of death under the Pope's sword, "Well, although he was a tyrant in the past, he can only be said to be showing his true colors now. If you let him go, the apostle will really die, and I feel that he has no intention of letting him go."

As he spoke, he lowered his figure and landed lightly in front of the Pope.The god of death thought he was coming for a surprise attack, and his eyes widened instantly.

"Ha." The Pope twitched the corners of his mouth mockingly, the tip of the sword was still firmly pressed against it, and he just turned around to face King Bai, "What are you doing here?"

"It must have cost you a lot to hurt him to the point where he couldn't move. The Apostle of Destiny is not so fragile. I'm afraid he used a lot of tarot pieces." Bai Wang shrugged, "Just rely on It is very unwise to match your current card count with me."

The Pope frowned, he really only had six cards.

"So?" A tarot card was flipped in the Pope's hand, "You want me to let him go? Aren't you the white king on the chessboard? How can you care about someone who doesn't seem to have anything to do with you?"

"You said it too, it just seems." Bai Wang didn't look nervous at all, "If you insist on doing this, I can't help it, but then I'm sure you won't be able to compete with me either."

The pope snapped his fingertips.

In the next second, a card brushed past the White King with a strong wind, and went straight into the body of a black guard behind him like a blade.The Praetorian Guards were instantly wiped out, and Amiens, who was fighting with him, gave the Pope a grateful smile, and then helped Clement deal with the next one.

"Good idea." King Bai applauded slowly, "One card is exchanged for two allies, this is your money."

"You're thinking too much." The Pope drew out a second card, "It was you who I threw just now, it's just a habitual slippery hand."

Hearing his slippery hand, the god of death who was still under the tip of the sword couldn't help but shivered again.

"A distance of less than one meter? Habitual?" Bai Wang smiled, "Let's stop playing charades, give me this person, and I'll take you out of this world."

The pope thought about it.

But he didn't say anything immediately, he just turned his head and shouted to the black king floating in the air: "Come down, Lyle."

His voice was loud and clear, penetrating most of the battlefield and reaching the devil's ears, with irreversible determination.Black King looked down at him from the air, then slowly landed, and stood in front of him, "How did you see that?"

"Oh." The Pope said blankly, "I guess, just shouting casually."

Kylos was in a complicated mood, "Really."

"But I didn't expect it was really you." He tilted his head. "I'm disappointed, Lyle."

The Pope grabbed Lyle by the collar and pulled him over violently.He seems to have torn the most superficial things now, some irrational and uncontrollable emotions kept pouring out, "Oh, now it's the devil card. What else can you change, let me see. "

His lips were bright red, he must have bitten him a few times, but the words he confided were like cold blades piercing one's heart. Lyle didn't want him to speak anymore, so he cupped his chin and kissed him deeply.

The Pope stood there without moving, only Lyle knew that his lips were cold, he carefully opened the gap between his teeth, and entangled wantonly in the sweetest place.The pope's blue eyes became more and more misty, like a sea covered in rain and mist, there was a kind of tranquility before danger, but the sword in his hand was still pointing at the eyes of the god of death, like a cold statue, because there was no emotion .

Bai Wang finally couldn't stand it anymore, "Enough, do you agree or not?"

The pope parted from Lyle with a half-smile, and asked, "So, if he wants to kill me, will you help me?"

"Kellos!" Bai Wang pushed his glasses and shouted at the devil, "Don't forget what you promised me!"

"Is Kylos your real name?" The Pope ignored King Bai, "You really are a liar."

William took a deep breath, "I underestimated you, Edward, it's worth a kiss for a blessing."

As soon as the words fell, the two cards whizzed past the white king's hair, and the flames engulfed the sword and burned the hem of the tugging robe.The Pope stared at him coldly, "I let you speak? King Bai."

"Answer me, Kylos." The pope put away the stack of cards he took from Death's pocket, "Kill me or him?"

He was like a mirror in his heart, the white king was a little afraid of the black king, and what agreement the two had signed to maintain peace, the key was which side Lyle was on.But in any case, death cannot be let go. How could a poisonous snake be willing to let its poisoned prey escape?Even if the stomach can't hold it anymore, you have to crush the hope of survival, and just watching it die in pain is extremely pleasant.

At this time, no one cares about the situation on the chessboard.Amiens and Clement cleared the final game, and all other pieces died.After the Holy Grail deck was collected, Amiens walked towards the Pope, followed by Clement who was worried about him.

"You?" He was overwhelmed by the stalemate, but Clement blocked him with a hand.The Pope looked up at them, "Here we are."

"Everyone is already here," said the pope. "Then, please tell us the way to get out. I think everyone will be very interested in it."

"Actually, the method is very simple. It depends on whether you believe it or not." The anger that Bai Wang was attacked just now seemed to be melted away by this question. He smiled strangely: "Just tear off the cards on your chests."

The Pope also smiled, "Lyle, I remember you told me that once the card on the chest is torn, it means disappearing. This is a space that does not exist. Did you lie to me?"

Lyle gently twisted his hair, "It's up to you to decide. I'll also tell you a way to get out by tearing up all the Tarot cards in your hand. Pope, do you trust me or him? "

The Pope drew out the card on Death's chest, "Isn't this obvious?"

Bai Wang looked at his actions and thought inwardly, "Wait!!"

"Look." The Pope spread his hands, "It's that simple."

"You won, Edward." The White King said angrily, "You can get out as long as you tear up all the tarot cards. Do you believe it now?"

He still looked calm and calm, but separated the sword deck from the deck, "No, I don't believe it."

The sword cards were torn apart one by one, and the god of death watched the fragments disappear in the air with distress, and the sense of weightlessness in his body became stronger and stronger.

"I don't believe anyone unless I see it with my own eyes." The Pope tore off the last card and said to Kylos word by word, "You taught me this, thank you."

Reaper really felt like he was going to die.The world in his eyes was blurring a little bit, as if he had exhausted all his energy.He closed his eyes, he couldn't see anything anymore, the sharp sword tip, the black and white bricks, and the chaotic confusion swallowed him up.His body began to become transparent, and finally disappeared completely on the chessboard.

Amiens watched all this stiffly, Clement sadly hugged his shoulders, his silver eyes were like broken stars, emitting a soft light.

"Let's go, Amiens." He almost suppressed himself, "This world doesn't belong to you, and you don't belong to me."

Amiens stood in a daze, not knowing what to say.The deck in his hand was gently drawn out by the opponent, and then slowly and carefully shredded one by one.His eyes seemed to be covered by something, and he was gradually unable to see clearly. The silver-eyed man watched the eldest son disappear, and the light of the steel wire flashed across his neck.

—and cut his own throat.

Dark purple blood flowed out, and he sat on his knees, but looked at the place where Amiens disappeared, and there was no one there.He bowed his head, and gradually died.With the disappearance of the last chess piece, the cracks of Honkai finally appeared.The top of the hall began to crumble, and the tiles cracked, revealing broken stones.

The Pope tore up a card, and Kylos held him in his arms, "Are you going too?"

"Yes." He tore off another sheet, "I won't keep it for anyone, you know it in your heart."

"Really heartless."

The pope paused: "You almost succeeded, Lyle. Because I almost believed your words."

Kyle Ross sighed softly, "It's just 'almost'."

"Kellos, I'm leaving first. This space is very unstable, you and Edward had better get out as well." The White King warned, and then slid out along the black crack.

"Do you want me to die here with you?" The Pope raised his eyebrows, watching the last card being taken away by the opponent, "You don't plan to leave?"

"How could it be?" He replied with a smile, "No matter where you go, I will always follow you."

The last card was the King of Wands. He kissed the face of the card, and with a slight movement of his fingertips, it turned into confetti.

"Should I say you are dedicated?"

"No, you are too ruthless."

----Chapter46. Random & End----