Multi-Vest Salvation Guide

The light flesh-colored long □□ floated in the petri dish, sharp eyes closed with madness, making the angel with the lantern a little softer, who voluntarily fell into madness. Nightingale was wearing a white bathrobe, suspended in the green and unknown In the petri dish of liquid, there is no life like soaking in a formalin corpse.

Ralph stared closely at Berserker, whose life and death were unknown in front of him. Angry flames boiled in his black eyes, and a raging murderous aura appeared on his body uncontrollably.

Ralph took a deep breath, forcibly restrained the big brother who seemed to be swollen with anger, and tried his best to regain his reason for running away from home suddenly.

Why would the situation be as strong as Nightingale and appear in the hero branch like a weak girl?The magic power reaction is still so weak, obviously not long ago, he saw her in the battlefield against the beast horde, what is Nightingale in front of his eyes?

Even if he tried his best to suppress his anger, the scene in front of him that hinted at the inhuman treatment of his companion who had lived and died with him still crushed Ralph's remaining rationality.

Pretend you haven’t seen anything, and come to rescue Nightingale after collecting the information... Or save your companions and fight against the hero, and discard this opportunity to investigate?

Needless to say?

To save Miss Nightingale, of course!

This kind of magic circuit on the body uses the projection magic from the mind of Caster. In the next second, a faint light surrounds the right hand. Soon, a long knife that can be seen everywhere gradually takes shape and appears in Ralph's hand. .

I looked at Nightingale in front of me and reconfirmed my strong awareness to rescue him. The orange-red flame in my life suddenly appeared. This is Ralph's strongest ability as a human being.

--The flame of death.

The beautiful and dazzling flame of the sky is attached to the long knife that has just been made, adding a bit of unstoppable momentum to its ordinary appearance.

Ralph holds the knife in both hands, pointing the tip of the knife forward, and at the same time continuously increasing the pressure of the flame attached to the knife, until it reaches the critical point that the long knife can bear, and then he can hardly stop. The black-haired youth suddenly rushed forward, and in an instant, a A top-down sharp knife light appears on the outside of the Petri dish.

As the light of the knife touched the petri dish, in the blink of an eye, a crisp sound sounded.The solid glass on the petri dish shattered, and the green unknown liquid flowed all over the place.

The body of the angel carrying the lamp also slumped forward weakly. Ralph stepped forward quickly, hugged Nightingale who was weak and collapsed, and retreated quickly to avoid the explosion that Qianzi Village was talking about.

Unexpectedly, the shattering of the petri dish did not cause any abnormal movement, there was no explosion, and there was no alarm. The whole room was still silent, and there was no noise other than the sound of breathing.

Could it be that the so-called □□ only works on the gate?Although Ralph had doubts about this unreasonable and suspicious situation, the most important thing now was to check the unconscious Nightingale.

When "Nightingale" was in the petri dish, Ralph didn't look carefully. In addition, he always felt that his brain was occupied by anger, and his observation ability declined rapidly. When he came into close contact with this "Nightingale" , Ralph quickly realized something was wrong, and whispered to himself: "...a doll?"

The "Nightingale" in his arms is obviously not a human being, and of course, he is not a heroic spirit... If he wants to say something, it is probably like the white-haired lady he met in the Holy Grail War.

This body is obviously a magic puppet...or in other words, an artificial human.

"A doll? It's an exquisite skill."

There was the sound of neat footsteps behind him, Ralph turned his head to the right, Qian Zicun was already standing beside him, lowered his head and looked at the magic doll in his arms with interest, his eyes were full of admiration , the spirit of craftsman on his body immediately aroused his desire for research.

"It's really a perfect magic structure... Such a precise craftsmanship, the magic link can still be used like this, how can the power continue... I see..." Qianzi Village is completely in a state of frantic research, watching "Nightingale" "There was a sound of tsk tsk.

Ralph on the side listened to his words, and a thought flashed through his mind. That's right, in this singularity, which uses personality as an ability and has not been mixed into other worlds like the real world, how can it be so sophisticated and perfect? The magic doll technology?

There is only one answer, there are heroic spirits who have this technology and handed this technology over to humans.

As for the heroic spirit who has this ability and likes to watch the excitement...

Who else but a certain golden hero king?

After all, doll-making technology should also be regarded as a kind of treasure. With Mr. Jin's collection habit, if he encounters such an interesting technology, he might put it in the king's treasure house when he encounters it.

Thinking of this, Ralph sighed, and looked awkwardly at the shards of glass lying on the ground in front of him. No matter what, he should leave here now, and then make a long-term plan.

After making up his mind, Ralph picked up "Nightingale", interrupted Qianzi Muramasa's research, and seized the time to explain to the sword in front of him: "Grandpa, there may be people coming here at any time, let's leave here first , and then find a hidden place, and study it for as long as you want."

Qianzicun was getting up, and nodded understandingly. Seeing this, Ralph heaved a sigh of relief, put "Nightingale" aside, and was just about to change back to his heroic body.

There was a loud bang at the door behind him, and following the adult man's footsteps, a slightly weak question suddenly came.

"Who are you? No matter what you want to do, please stop immediately, or don't blame me for being rude!"

The voice of the person who came was very familiar. After all, Ralph beat the owner of the voice to the infirmary a few hours ago.

That's right, the person who came was the second hero who had just come out of the infirmary, a patient who hadn't fully recovered.

--The hero is frozen.

Judging from his questioning, he didn't notice that Qianzi Village was on the sidelines. Ralph tried his best to keep still, tilted his head slightly, and blinked rapidly, signaling that Qianzi Village was hurrying to transform into a spirit body. trouble.

Although Qianzi Village is not false and was suspected by Lugu Izuku, after all, the number one hero never really trusted him.But seeing the black-haired young man frowning anxiously and foolishly, his heart still warmed up, he accepted his concern with a smile, and disappeared into the air as a golden spirit.

Seeing the disappearance of Qianzicunzheng, Ralph breathed a sigh of relief. He was glad that he hadn't come and quickly returned to his identity as a heroic spirit. With his current human identity, no matter what, this incident has nothing to do with him.

After sorting out the relationship, the black-haired young man turned his head to face Hong Jiaodong without hesitation, completely unaware of the intruder, as if he was strolling in his own garden, and looked at Hong Jiaodong with a smile, as if he was the one here. Owner.

Arrogant.

Arrogant to the extreme.

Don't pay attention to the second hero at all!

At this moment, Ralph put on the airs of an elder, looked down at the scorched heterochromatic pupils condescendingly, his eyes were full of contempt, and said in a disgustingly arrogant tone: "Young people don't have such a temper, I will But if you accidentally got lost here on the road of life, I will hate you for being so aggressive~"

The second hero froze in place, staring at the black-haired young man without blinking, his face full of disbelief, as if he had been hit by Ralph's evil words, his whole body was trembling with anger, his eyes were red with excitement, and he seemed to be caught in front of him. The stinky and shameless "evil" is pissed off.

Very pitiful.

Ralph looked at the young man in front of him with some guilt, still maintaining a proud and annoying attitude, secretly praying that Hong Jiaodong would quickly become angry from embarrassment.

It is enough to bully young people once or twice, but if you do too much, where will you put your old face!

Thinking of this, Ralph heaved a sigh of relief when he saw Hong Jiaodong's obviously bad face, and he was very proud of his mature and unique plan to provoke.

For these young heaven's favorites, such a pretentious guy is often more hated than direct insults.

After all, hearing insults makes one immune. Such a soft and disgusting hypocrisy obviously has a miraculous effect on stimulating these passionate young people.

Ralph smiled and looked at the second hero who was trembling with anger, his heart was full of anticipation for the battle.As long as the second hero is dealt with, there is nothing wrong with sneaking back into the room before being spotted.

Ralph (with confidence): Hmm~ what does the human Ralph's sabotage have to do with my heroic Ralph?

Seeing the faces of the two black youths who seemed to have known each other, the beautiful eyes of different colors zoomed in unconsciously, and the brain seemed to be hit with a hammer, which made the second hero almost unconscious from the pain.

Countless memory fragments hidden in the depths of my mind were awakened again, and my whole body trembled with scorching pain. I felt that I was almost drowning in this endless sea of ​​dark memories... But in

Just when he gave up on himself, was about to give up struggling, and let his consciousness sink into darkness, a gentle and clear voice was like a spring in the desert, saving his confused soul trapped in the darkness.

Although his vague consciousness was not enough for him to think about the content of the voice, Hong Jiaodong still managed to break free from the shackles of memory by following the source of the life-saving straw in his ears.

A few words in the voice can finally be vaguely distinguished.

"Life...fascinating...you are so...hating."

"……Hate?"

Hearing the words from the voice, an unstoppable panic swept through Hong Jiaodong's body, and the second hero's consciousness that had just stabilized became chaotic again. Unlike the last time he gave up on himself, there was only one thought repeatedly echoing in his mind.

wake up...

Wake up!

It can't be like this... Quickly remember who is the owner of the voice... I don't want to be hated by him... Wake up! ! !

Maybe it was a strong desire that played a role. The dense memory fragments, like Moses divided the sea, retreated from Hong Jiaodong's eyes, opening up a road for Hong Jiaodong. At the end of the road, is what Hong Jiaodong wanted to find, lost. memory.

The gray childhood brought to him by Andewa, the hurt his mother once brought, and the pain of losing his comrades in arms.

Also, in these fragments.

The only one that has color and sparkles--

Only about one person's memory...

That person is an old enemy with his... father. Their personalities are similar, but they are far stronger than his father.

That person, obviously the number one hero, is different from the cold Andewa, as if the sky embraces everyone, gentle and respectable.

That person, who once freed himself from the pain caused by Andewa, was his goal all along, the hero he admired the most since he was a child...

How could he have forgotten him?

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