animal ears

?Every step forward, the uneasiness in my heart becomes clearer.

Maybe it's because people's hearts immersed in the darkness are instinctively afraid of something. As for what it is, they don't say it out loud, and they understand it very well, and the more they understand it, the less they are willing to guess. Fear, more and more hesitant.

Cole, however, was very calm.

Because... I understand.

As soon as he entered the cave, the almost suffocating smell of blood seemed to tell the truth of everything hidden in the road ahead.

And the truth often hides pain.

Yes, everyone understood Kirby, but he still insisted on moving forward.

Norman was still waiting for him, Sarah was still waiting for him, there was no reason to shrink back, and there was no reason to escape.

Step by step, he moved towards the place where the blood was getting thicker, until the stench mixed with the smell of corruption almost made him unable to breathe. Cole endured it, and followed behind Simon. Gradually, a faint light appeared in front of him. glowing red.

Walked in, the stench was overwhelming.

It is a pool of blood.

In fact, it is only a small section of dark river in the cave, but with the torch left by someone beside the dark river, we can see the scattered hands and feet in the pool, and the fragmentary corpses on the bank have a rotten smell, not far from the foot There was a head that hadn't decayed completely, and the face was already highly decayed, and it was hard to see, except for the pair of ears on the top of the head, which were so clear that it hurt Cole's heart.

The whole pool of water exudes a disgusting smell.

Standing on this stinking stone bridge full of dead bodies, Cole couldn't believe it, but Simon, who also noticed it, opened his eyes wide, and then asked in a low voice, "Is it your people?"

After pausing for a moment, Cole slightly lowered his eyes, looked at several nearby corpses with the same decapitation, remaining animal ears, and faceless faces, and nodded slightly: "I'm afraid so."

The still air was filled with the breath of death.

"Damn it!" It was Simon who called out, he roared, clenched his fists, and was very angry, "Those people...what do they think of life?!"

But Cole just remained silent, quietly looking at the stagnant water, and said, "Let's continue walking."

Simon turned his head in doubt.

Gently picking up the torch that fell on the ground, Cole said calmly without changing his expression, "Because someone has already led us the way."

Without waiting for Simon to respond, Cole walked forward. Seeing this, Simon hurriedly followed.

"Hey you……"

Did not go on.

The moment Simon caught up with Cole, he saw the extremely cold red eyes that reflected the firelight. At that moment, he seemed to be in hell.

Some anger is silent, but being silent doesn't mean being patient.

There are corpses all the way.

In addition to the Beast Ear Clan, there are other unknown orc corpses. Of course, as we go forward, the corpses of the Snow Wolf Clan people appear, as if they had just died, with warm blood flowing from the cracks, and then gradually melted. In the dirty mud, it finally pooled in the foul-smelling pool water and became part of it.

Stepping on those broken bodies, thinking that they were once a living life, I sighed endlessly.

Cole was calm.

Not far away, another torch appeared and was placed in the middle of the road.

Bending down to pick it up, because the torch in his hand was about to go out, Cole smiled, looked at the torch, and then seemed to move forward.

"Destroy it." Simon, who really couldn't bear to watch the tragedy all the way, pointed to the torch and suggested.

"No." Cole shook his head, "That person left it for me specially, so that I can see all of this, so what if I follow his wishes."

"..."

Unable to refute, Simon could only shake his head, and at this moment, he noticed light footsteps behind him.

Is it... Palanch?

He squinted his eyes, stared slightly, then turned around and followed Cole forward.

Not long after, Cole and the others saw Barton on the side of the road.

It was very unexpected, but not as shocking as imagined. Unlike the Barton I saw before, there was a deep scar on Barton's neck, which went deep to the bone. The wound was bleeding profusely. His complexion was pale and he looked dying.

"It's you..." Seeing Cole at a glance, Barton laughed coldly.

Instead of joking with him, Cole just squatted down slightly, stretched out his fingers, checked the wound on Barton's neck, and said, "It's the same wound as Palanch."

"Ah," mockingly at himself, Barton glanced at Cole and said, "As a punishment for your rudeness..."

"Punishment for my rudeness?" Cole looked up, looked at Barton, then let go of his hand, stood up and asked, "Are all those people?"

What Cole asked was about the dead Snowwolves found along the way.

"...haha..." Barton laughed, raised his chin, and sneered fiercely, "You... are really amazing... so calm..."

"Otherwise? Should I sympathize with you?" With a sneer, Cole lowered his eyes, and his cold eyes stared directly at Barton, making him suddenly terrified, but Cole smiled slightly, "You brought my people here Such a place, even cruel killing, what kind of mood do you think I should face you?"

Let's go.

But Barton grabbed Cole's ankle: "Kill me."

Leaning past, curling the corners of his lips, lowering his eyes haughtily, Cole sneered, "I refuse."

"...Please!" Accompanied by intermittent bleeding, the silver-white pupils showed a pleading look, "I... don't want... to become... like that..."

"That's your punishment." Cole shook off his hand fiercely.

That's right, there is only one possibility that he is still alive after suffering such serious injuries.

Barton was about to turn into the living dead.

Knowing that he is about to become an unconscious monster is even more terrifying than knowing that he is about to die, and Cole did not hesitate at all, because he deserved it. When he learned that Palanch died tragically at his hands, It is doomed that Cole cannot forgive.

No matter how soft-hearted Cole is, there are some things that are not worthy of forgiveness.

So he wanted to move forward, but at this moment Barton prostrated himself on the ground and desperately said, "In exchange... I... can tell you... Sarah's... whereabouts..."

Stopping in his tracks, Cole turned his head silently.

"The condition is...you have to...kill me with your own hands..." Barton's eyes shone with despair.

When begging for death has become a kind of happiness, why is despair not a kind of happiness?

Moving his lips, Cole turned around, faced Barton, and said calmly, "I promise you."

Looking straight at Cole, with the corners of his lips trembling slightly, Barton moved his fingers slowly, pointed ahead, and said, "On the right side of the intersection ahead, there is a...cough cough...a secret room hidden behind the stone...Sa That's where Ra and Norman were kept."

"Norman is here?" Simon was surprised.

"I... personally imprisoned... the secret room of the Snow Wolf Clan..." Barton raised his chin with difficulty, only looked at Cole, and said, "Even that person doesn't know..."

And Cole didn't speak, just stared at Barton, and after a long time, he opened his mouth and asked, "What was your original purpose?"

Dazed for a moment, Simon didn't know what Cole's purpose was for asking.

The person involved was also puzzled, he looked at Cole, but Cole stopped talking, just looked at him, for a long time, slightly moved his body that was about to lose consciousness, Barton raised his eyes and said to Cole: "... …envy."

"I see." After listening to Cole, he glanced coldly and withdrew to leave.

Did not fulfill his promise to kill him.

"Wait!...You...haven't...killed me..." Barton opened his eyes wide, and the silver pupils were gradually stained with a thin layer of red.

"I promised." Cole turned around and said, "But when are people's words trustworthy? Let me tell you, even I lie sometimes."

Such an understatement, but exudes a cold meaning.

"You...!" As he was dying, Barton had no energy to resist at all.

Turning back mockingly, Cole said lightly: "Who told you that I will keep my word? What makes you confident that I am a person who keeps my promise?"

After that, Cole laughed a few times and walked away.

Simon couldn't believe it either. Maybe that's the nature of Gard people for such a cold Cole?

He couldn't help thinking so.

"Cole, what did he mean just now?" After leaving Barton behind, Simon couldn't help asking softly, "And...why didn't you kill him?"

Turning around, Cole said lightly: "The meaning of what he said is that simple, jealousy." Then he turned his head, "As for why I didn't kill him, it's because this is the punishment, the punishment for the crime he committed because of jealousy, and it's also... ..." After a pause, Cole's voice slowed down, "The last thing I can do for Palanch is to make him feel exactly the same pain."

The so-called revenge, in fact, there is no need to pursue the reasons too much, some reasons may really be just some simple emotions.

No matter who it is, the beginning of sin is emotion.

Love and hate are just a thought.

The man on the stone platform was lying in front of the naked corpse in front of him, his fingers lightly touching the corpse that was made up of multiple parts, his golden eyes were happy and sad, he looked at the dark hole, and said: " Why no soul? Maybe I can create your body from memory, but I can't make you move... sorry."

"Why... After so many experiments, others can at least move, but you don't give me the slightest reaction? Even... just move your fingers."

The only answer to him was his own cold echo echoing in the cave.

"But... I know, you will accept me, as long as your soul can come here, I know..." Hugging the corpse, his eyes were extremely hot, but his eyes didn't seem to be looking at the corpse The face, the slight smile, the fingertips scraping the familiar but unfamiliar nose, the voice so sad that tears fell, "Everything will start again, I... will not let you die again..."?