Atypical S

Pearl had no whip, only a dagger given by Dionysus in his hand.Obviously, it is not an advantage for a short knife to meet a whip, an offensive weapon that can be used from far and near.Pearl opened the whip several times, but couldn't get close to little Pearl.On the contrary, Little Pearl was able to attack and dodge with ease by virtue of his speed and whip defense.

"This is really an interesting meeting." Little Pearl lashed Pearl's hand holding the knife with a whip, but was cut by Pearl's backhand, cutting off a section of the whip.A piece of the whip that fell fell to the ground like a broken silver snake, writhing on the ground and hissing in pain.Little Pearl didn't care.The wind churned and the clouds passed by, and the galloping air flow quickly rushed across the ground, stirring up dust.

"Because of your stupid decision, I have been wandering for more than ten years during this period."

The whip swept again at a fierce speed. Pearl raised his hand to block it, and the whip hit the marble floor beside him. The gravel vibrated like water ripples, and then shattered into pieces and floated up.

"I lost my parents." Those red eyes were still bright in the dust, full of hatred, "I have to stay in this country that doesn't belong to me, running around for my life .”

The whip that fell to the side was swung back by the strength of little Pearl's hand, and hit a piece of gravel, and the gravel followed the inertia to attack Pearl!

Subconsciously splitting the gravel with the short knife, Pearl guessed that the silver whip was probably behind the gravel.But when he broke through the stone and saw the whip, it was already so close that it was only an inch away from the bridge of his nose.Trying to lean back, the whip shaved the flying hair on Pearl's forehead, and he missed it, making him break out in cold sweat.

"It's not my country, it's not my family, it's not even my body."

Little Pearl grabbed the lapel of his chest and watched fiercely as Pearl dodged the blow, but then he raised the corners of his mouth and showed a stern smile, "However, this also has an advantage." He looked at Pearl, " Because I have nothing to do with it, I can take revenge on these people as I want."

"Travel them, ravage them, hear them cry and cry at my feet, and fill with their blood what I've lost!"

Pearl withdrew to a corner of an idol with her basket in her arms, and had no time to pay attention to the lunatic's speech.In the entire hall, there are broken rocks everywhere, and there is no flat ground on which to stand firmly.The only statue of the god standing intact has a strange meaning in the ruins.

Little Pearl looked up at the double-faced god who was wearing half of a white robe and holding a balance and looking towards the future, and smiled mockingly.

"Do you believe in God?" Little Pearl waved the whip in his hand, gestured casually, and suddenly asked. "Maybe you can make a wish and ask it to save you."

Wiping off the sweat from his brow, Pearl clenched the basket in his hand and snorted, "I believe in myself more."

The two looked at each other with a smile across the ruins.

Little Pearl moved first.He threw the whip and the knife at the same time with great speed.

During the fight, the base of the sculpture of the god statue was completely destroyed, and it would become precarious if there was a slight imbalance.At this moment, the dagger thrown by Little Pearl was aimed at the unstable base.

The purpose of doing this, of course, is to make the idol fall to Pearl who is below it.

Pearl was forced to take a step back, and then spotted the idol falling towards her.He was about to run away, but found little Pearl flung the whip on the handle of the basket in his hand.If you let go now.The basket will be taken away by Little Pearl.But if you stand here and compete, you will be hit by the statue.The rubble kept falling, and the temple seemed to be collapsing. Pearl swung his short knife to split the rocks that were about to fall on his head, and at the same time, he was fighting with little Pearl.

At this moment, someone shouted at the gate of the temple, "Pearl!"

Little Pearl was still immersed in the joy of destruction and revenge, and did not look back.

Pearl couldn't help turning her head, feeling relieved for some reason when she saw Dionysus rushing over.He turned the basket over, and the person in the basket fell down wrapped in cotton cloth.Pearl hooked the fallen Ossinash with his feet, and lifted him towards Dionysus who was running towards him.

In the nick of time, Pearl let go of the empty basket and hopped past the fallen idol.

The deafening sound rumbled along the ground, almost waking up half of the people in the city.Pearl covered her buzzing ears nearby, shook her head, and took a few steps in a stagger.

"Are you okay, Pearl!" Dionysus' voice sounded harmless from the smoke rising from the rubble.Just as Pearl was about to answer, he suddenly felt the air flow in front of him being broken and rushed aside, and the whip slashed at him sharply in the smoke.

Behind the whip was little Pearl's face full of hatred.

Pearl didn't have time to answer, her eyes widened as she watched the whip being swung.

Just when he thought that this momentary careless action would kill him, a burst of white light lit up behind him.Everything around began to slow down under the white light, or in other words, they slowed down in Pearl's eyes.Because Pearl is being dragged by an invisible force, curled up in the eerie white light behind her.

Under the bright white light, Pearl could see the astonished expression on Little Pearl's face, and Dionysus who was running towards here behind him holding Osinash.Pearl saw Dionysus's mouth opening and closing, calling something to him from a distance, but no sound could be heard in his ears.The light peeled off around him, bloomed, and then flowed in the direction of Dionysus.

Perhaps, the direction of light energy passing is opposite.

In a vast expanse of white light, there is no point in going forward or back.Direction is meaningless, time is meaningless, and even the ego becomes chaotic.

Pearl stared blankly at the rapid movement of the light spot until it surrounded him.He was floating in the white light, and he didn't have time to take a closer look at what passed him by.

Time seemed to have passed by a second, and it seemed that a year had passed. Pearl felt as if he had suddenly entered a chaotic dream, and then woke up suddenly without knowing anything.

Trembling convulsively, Pearl sucked in a sharp breath, then jumped up from the ground.

Almost just for a moment, the scene was changed. There were no ruins, no temples, no Little Pearl, and no Dionysus.

As far as the eye can see, there are ravines and ravines in the loess, and the sky is crimson as dirty and chaotic as blood.Pearl stood up, and the wind in the canyon stirred up the fine soil on the bottom of his feet, flying it into mist and scattering it.The smell of burning loess floating in the air, like this piece of silence, has a lifeless smell.

"Here, where is it?" Pearl murmured, looking at the endless loess in front of him.

The dust rolls past the eyes, taking away the murmur that seems to be nothing.Pearl moved her fingers uneasily, only to realize that she was still holding Dionysus' dagger.He looked down at the short knife in silence for a while, and finally sheathed it and put it back on the sword sheath around his waist.

At this time, in the vast world, there was a scream that was almost a roar.

Pearl turned around, only to find that there was another domed building not far behind him.

The white dome is as delicate as a bright moon.Around the dome, the white rough stones are carved with ugly monsters in different postures. They are entangled with each other and form a circle, looking in all directions.Under the dome is a large long building with tall Roman columns supporting the eaves. The white and clean walls stand on this piece of loess, giving it a unique sense of pure majesty and solemnity.

Without hesitation, Pearl walked over there.That's the only place where there are voices.

Entering the dome building, there are all organs along the road, but they have almost been destroyed or opened by people.There is no blood, but there is more depressing tranquility than blood.Stepping on the white floor, looking down, you can see the exquisite dome reflected on the ground.The high wall of the dome building blocks the raging wind outside the wall, but in the whiteness of this room, there is an almost hopeless silence.

Long passages, with light leaking from the windows and framing carved shadows, lead towards the depths of the building.

"Ah—" It was that almost mournful cry again.This time, Pearl even heard the sound of swords facing each other.

Pulling out the knife, Pearl moved quickly and lightly towards the place where the sound came from.

The light and shadow outside the window intertwined and fell on Pearl. In a trance, the carved patterns and the colorful glass weaved into an almost weird color.For a moment, Pearl seemed to see the self in one of the windows who used to like to stay in a dark room, constantly changing roles and trying out various games.

But when he stopped, he looked at the window again, and when he looked around, he could only see a piece of loess.

The penetrating tranquility crawls along the skin and into the heart.

"Ah—" The scream coming from the building started to grow more frantic.

The cracked and hoarse screams tore apart the silence immersed in white.

On the transparent glass, multicolored chaos flashed and disappeared.

Pearl stared blankly at the window, and took a step back staggeringly.

"Ah—impossible! It's not like that! Ah—" the cry finally became clear.

Almost instantly, Pearl woke up with a start. He didn't dare to look at the window again. He turned around and ran towards the place where the sound came from.

Fragmented images flickered across the surrounding windows like a revolving lantern, and time and images blurred into chaos in the light and shadow.The whispers of thousands of people converged into an invisible fear, and pursued Pearl closely after him.

He ran all the way until he hit the ground and knocked open the false white door.

Panting and panicking, Pearl stood in the pool of blood, the whispers behind her were blocked by the door, and she lingered and refused to leave.

Inside the door, the blood from the four corpses was stained red. Pearl stared blankly at the man standing on top of the pool of blood with a sword in the middle of the corpses. She opened her mouth, but was speechless in surprise.

"You..." Pearl struggled to breathe the thin air, and the pungent smell of blood sneaked into the nasal cavity along the mouth and filled the lungs, making people sick.The scene in front of him was too incomprehensible. The cold sweat running all over Pearl's body was freezing to the bone marrow at this moment, so that he could only ask this question,

--why?

"Why, kill them?"

The priest asked this question before, and it was still extremely ironic that Pearl asked it now.

As if mocking such an innocent Pearl, the man standing in the pool of blood shook his shoulders and let out an uncontrollable laugh.

First a chuckle, then a loud laugh.

The laughter echoed in the empty hall, filling the heart with fear.

This goes against common sense.So thought Pearl's heart that was beating rapidly due to nervousness.

What is common sense?

Common sense is the truth that is used to and often exists around us.Like black and white, like time, like good and evil.They maintain order, watch over the movement of the world, and ensure that everything works as usual.

So what is an aberration?

Pearl felt that the so-called abnormality was what he saw right now.

He looked at the man standing with his sword in the pool of blood and turned that face to himself with a smile, and gasped.

Naosika stood in the center of the pool of blood, the candles on the altar were still beating, and the blood under his feet hadn't completely dried up.Limbs and limbs scattered around Naosika.On those arms and torsos, they wore white robes.The delicate blood-stained robe has golden threads that symbolize light and justice.Those threads were half-soaked in the reddish-brown liquid, turning a stiff, dirty black-red.

Pearl took a step forward, and the viscous sound of sliding liquid rattled under her feet.

"Where is this, who are you?"

With previous experience, Pearl is not sure that the person in front of him is really Naosika.

Hearing this question, Naosika finally responded to the smiling face that had been looking at Pearl.

"Where is this place?" asked the voice with a smile.

It was a gentle face, but it depicted the most distorted smile.

Pearl looked directly at Naosika's smiling face, feeling that this person was on the verge of collapse.

"Who am I?" The person who repeated this question seemed to be unsure of the answer to this question himself.

"I'm Pearl, do you remember me?" Seeing Naosika's trance state, Pearl asked tentatively.

"Pearl Mortis." It was a determined voice.The person who was on the verge of collapse just now seemed to return to normal in an instant.Pearl did not feel at ease because of this affirmative answer, on the contrary, he felt abnormal.Naosika drew his sword from the gap in the ground, and slowly approached with blood dripping all over his body.Pearl immediately raised his knife and told vigilantly,

"Until I figure out what's going on here, I can't trust you. If you get any closer, I'll attack."

Naosika stopped where she was when she heard this.

He stared blankly at Pearl, which made Pearl very uncomfortable.

"Answer me, where is this place, what happened just now?" Pearl repeated the question.

Naosika smiled lightly.

Pearl didn't rush to ask, he watched Naosika smile and lowered his head to scan around the blood-soaked palace, and then slowly announced in a cruel voice, "This is the future."

"What did you say?" It's not that I didn't hear the answer clearly, but I just couldn't believe it.Pearl rarely asked back.

Naosika ignored it, and he announced in a calm voice, or he was just repeating the words of others.

"I am the king of disappointment who created the future but brought no hope."

"I am the future that shouldn't exist."

Naosika dragged the sword on the ground and rubbed it forward.The murmur of the sword sound was ear-piercing and sharp, stinging one's eardrum.

Pearl suddenly understood where he was.

If he and Dionysus went back to the past because of the beam of light, then Naosika went to the future through the beam of light.

Not every future will be hopeful, and not every future will be happy ending.But even if it is the future, it is only a stage in time, and it will eventually become the present, and then become the past.As for whether to turn him into a past worth remembering and commemorating, or a past that is hopeless.It's all up to the people who will be going through that time.

However, facing this future at this moment, Naosika and his companions unanimously chose to be disappointed.

Naosika's companions couldn't help but swing their knives at the former monarch.

Human beings cannot comprehend justice that has not been baptized.

Even if it is correct, you can't help but doubt his authenticity.

Without the benchmark of evil, what kind of justice is justice.

Naosika and his companions were on a path they had never tried to understand, preaching ideas they couldn't be sure of.

Where this road will go and where it will pass, they have not considered at all.

What they imagined was nothing but a branch ending called happy ending.Once the ending is not as they imagined, and the feeling of betrayal creeps up in their hearts, they will panic.

This is the real sorrow, this is the real despair.

"I am an existence that should disappear." Naosika stood in front of Pearl and pronounced his death sentence word by word.

There is nothing more desperation than the instant collapse of the road you have always believed in.If it is doomed to be a dead end, then why have people worked so hard until now?

Giving up the pleasure enjoyed by the flesh, giving up the freedom as an individual, for the sake of righteousness and a better tomorrow, I have been so convinced until now, but I am only one step away from success, which makes people discover such a dramatic fact.

Naosika raised the sword to Pearl, the blade of the sword, which was wide and narrow, was stained with the blood of the people of other countries, and the falling liquid dripped into the pool of blood under the feet.This person no longer has the brilliance of life in his eyes.

Pearl straightened the blade and lowered his body slightly. He heard Naosika say,

"I should be obliterated, but I am still alive."