animal ears

?Later, Cole lost consciousness.

Perhaps the blow was too great, or the time spent in the fire too long, so that Cole was exhausted and passed out.

Palanch and Norman flee from the sea of ​​fire with Cole flying.

The fire continued to burn, burning everything behind them and turning them into nothingness. The dancing flames were like resentful undead crying. They struggled desperately but couldn't stop the tragedy. They could only watch everything with their eyes helplessly. A little becomes ashes.

The fire burned for a long, long time, until it burned everything, and on this day, Cole began to dream.

A bloody dream.

He dreamed that he was killing people, slaughtering without mercy, letting the blood splash to the corners of his lips, and he still remembered the stench of blood in his mind.Then the picture became clearer. Suddenly, a female grabbed her ankle from behind and lowered her head. The fire was too strong to see his appearance clearly, but his mournful pleading could be heard in her ears.

The salty smell of tears made me hesitate.

It was just a moment of hesitation, that's all.

He killed the female.

As if possessed, he couldn't stop, one after another, like a cold-blooded executioner, killing people while listening to people's wailing, creating such a horrific scene with his own hands, he didn't feel a little bit in his heart, no sadness, There is no anger, no joy, no joy or contentment, as if there is no soul.

Then, for no apparent reason, a fire started, turning everything into ashes.

So much for memory.

A very clear dream, every detail, every pulse that disappeared in the palm of my hand, I can remember clearly.

This made Cole even more painful.

He kept having the same nightmare, all the time, all the time, his body was twitching constantly because of these reorganized memories, he felt cold, his hair stood on end, the cold sweat dripped from his forehead, and his fingers trembled with fright, it was just like that, that nightmare Still unwilling to let him wake up, pestering him all the time, eroding him, making him see more clearly, more carefully, and more painfully.

This is the memory of killing the tribe.

Although Cole still couldn't say the names of those people, he knew that they were former tribesmen.

Every time, when the nightmare returns to the starting point, Cole always wants to shout and let those clansmen run away and leave him. times of murder.

Looking at the dead souls who died under their own hands.

Their last resentful gazes and cursed howls all turned into Lars' appearance.

──You killed him!

Do not!

──You killed him!

No, not me...!

──You killed him!You murderer!

No!not me!i don't... i don't...

──No?Then let you see more clearly!

The feeble sophistry only brought about deeper demonic obstacles, and the repeated memories almost made Cole suffocate.

And, the excruciating pain.

At the moment when the pain reached the peak, the soul screamed, the surrounding scenery turned blood red, and his own shadow disappeared in an instant like a raging fire....

Are you going to die yourself?

thought desperately.

However-

"Cole, Cole..."

The call came from nowhere, urgent and gentle, like a life-saving rope pulling himself up from the world that was gradually merging into darkness.

The heart started beating suddenly, and Cole slowly opened his eyes.

The light shone into the eyes, which was very dazzling. Cole seemed to see two shadows beside him in a daze. After staying for a long time, his eyes adjusted to the light before he could see their appearance clearly.

"Norman... Palanch..." Confused, Cole spoke in a low voice.

Hearing Cole's voice, Norman's eyes were red, he hugged Cole fiercely, and said angrily: "Do you want to leave me like this?" Then he tightened his arms suddenly, and said through gritted teeth, "I won't allow it! I will never allow it!"

"Hey, if you hug him like this, he will suffocate." Palanch hurried forward and grabbed Norman, scolded with cold brows, then looked down at Cole, his silver pupils were bloodshot, and he said, "There is still room in the body." Is there any discomfort? You inhaled too much poisonous gas and fell into a coma. If there is any discomfort, you must tell me." Although his tone was calm, judging from his tired face, Palanch's worry was no different than No Man's less.

Silently, Cole shook his head and said, "No...I'm fine..."

In fact, the body has no idea, it is just that dream, no, memory.

Cole sighed softly, then lowered his eyes, touched Norman's head, and said softly, "I want to get up."

"Cole, but you..."

Interrupting Norman's words, Cole sat up by himself, smiled at Norman, then shook his head and said, "I'm not that fragile..." Taking a deep breath, "Besides, we have to hurry up now."

Raising his eyebrows, Palanch asked, "Hurry up?"

"To the southern tribes," Cole said. "I must find them as soon as possible."

Palanch looked puzzled.

Understanding the question in Palanch's gaze, Cole just closed his eyes and said, "Because I always have a feeling that this is just the beginning."

Norman frowned and asked, "Start?"

"Ah, it's just the beginning." Cole opened his eyes, looked at the two of them, and said lightly.

"Did you remember something?" Palanch asked after a while.

The heart is very peaceful.

Nodding, looking at his hands, Cole didn't hide anything. He nodded and said quietly, "That's how I slaughtered my people back then."

As he spoke, he slightly closed his eyes.

"Hmph." Norman laughed suddenly, showing his fangs, "It's just right, let's kill them all this time."

But Cole shook his head and said calmly, "Norman, the purpose of our trip is to save people. Besides, we don't know how many people are on the other side. Besides..."

Halfway through speaking, Cole looked at Palanch.

"There are also northern tribes." Palanch understood and said.

Norman was puzzled and asked, "Northern tribe? What's the matter with the North?"

"The northern tribes have always coveted the beast-eared tribe." Facing Norman's doubts, Palanch took over the words, lowered his eyes, and explained slowly, "Because of the region and climate, there are very few females on their side, and Except for a small number of orcs who have already turned into beasts, the Beast Ears are all females. In order to reproduce, some tribes in the north have often come to harass the Beast Ears and snatch young females from a long time ago."

Speaking of this, Palanch's eyes flickered slightly, he turned his head, and said in a low voice: "Except for a few of the captive clansmen who survived safely under the protection of the orcs, most of them were used as reproductive tools since childhood and locked in In the dungeon of the tribe, there is no freedom, and even if you are sick, you can’t get good care. The problem of berserk torture is unspeakable. For those people, the value of the beast ear clan is only the few years before the beast transformation, so they desperately let the clansman give birth to offspring, and once the beast turns, they will be brutally executed by those people .”

Speaking of this, the cruel memory that had been sealed in the bottom of his heart came back to his eyes again, Palanch's face turned pale, and he couldn't help moving his fingers.

"...What's the matter with the Beastification of the Beast Ear Clan?" Norman asked after a long pause.

This is actually a problem that Norman has struggled with for a long time. In the past, Cole suffered a lot in order to conceal the animalization, but he didn't realize it at all. Thinking of this, Norman felt very uncomfortable, so he looked straight at Cole, hoping to get Personal answer.

Seeing the anticipation in Norman's eyes, Cole nodded and told the story of the Beast Ears.

Norman listened carefully.

However, when Cole talked about the partner ceremony, Norman's face sank. He suddenly grabbed Cole's arm, raised his eyebrows, and asked very hesitantly and anxiously: "You said you were with the orc-ear tribe?" The patriarch forms a... partner?"

"It's just in name." Knowing of Norman's violent temper, Palanch immediately stepped forward to make a rescue.

Hearing this, Norman immediately turned his gaze to Cole, and Cole nodded, saying, "If I don't do this, I, who has become a beast, will completely lose my mind and hurt people indiscriminately, just like... like I did to Ley."

Norman hurriedly released Cole's arm, then stood up and walked into the forest alone.

"Norman, where are you going?" Cole called back.

Turning his face sideways, Norman squinted slightly at Cole behind him, and said lightly: "I want to be alone for a while, don't follow me."

After specifically exhorting these words, Norman disappeared in front of his eyes like the wind.

"Norman?!" Cole wanted to chase after him, but was grabbed by Palanch.

"Don't go," Palanch said.

"Can……"

"You can't help anything if you go now, it will only irritate him more." Shaking his head, Palanch held on tightly, and it seemed that he would not let go no matter what.

Had to give up.

Carefully helping Cole to sit down, Palanch stood by, handed over the water bag, and said to Cole, "Drink some water first."

"Thank you." Cole took a sip and returned the water bag.

Palanch was arranging things, and Cole stretched out his hand to look at him. After a while, seeing that Norman hadn't come back, he couldn't help but worry to himself, "Why have you been away for so long?"

Aware of Cole's worry, Palanch replied softly: "Don't worry, he won't be stupid enough to put himself in danger."

Then he turned his eyes and landed on Palanch's silver eyelashes, staring at them. Soon, Cole suddenly asked: "Palanche, there is something that I have always cared about. You knew Norman before?"

Immediately, the movement of Palanch's hands stopped.

"Well, I've seen it before, but I'm not familiar with it." Palanch replied as he resumed his work.

"That's it..."

Unable to continue asking, Cole could only lower his eyes and look at the soil on the ground.

At this moment, Palanch spoke. He turned his head, looked at Cole closely, and said seriously, "What do you plan to do next?"

After a while, Cole said: "Let's take one step at a time, and we have already arrived here, so we can only adapt to the situation."

Moreover, the southern tribe might already know the whereabouts of several of them.

"Next, we're going to investigate the situation here," Cole added.

"Understood." Palanch nodded.

If the southern tribes really colluded with the northern tribes, then their claws seem to have already reached the central forest. Just investigate the situation of the surrounding tribes, and maybe you can find other clues.

Looking down at the bloody arrow, it was like a clear signal, a signal of vengeance.

Cole didn't think those people were vicious people last time, but their eyes had been blinded by hatred.

Hatred can distort a person's good nature.

Cole didn't know whether he had harmed so many people like that before he lost his memory, which caused the current disaster, but Lars was not guilty, he was just an innocent child, he and his people should have enjoyed a peaceful life, If he was an innocent victim of slaughter just because of hatred, then the murderer is simply unforgivable.

Because of your own misfortune, do you want to create more misfortunes to fill your own lack?

Humph.

Cole couldn't agree. Although he felt guilty, at this moment, he wanted to beat up those people even more.

When he realized it, he was so angry that the wound on his hand burst open. Palanch sighed, carefully grabbed Cole's hand, gently applied the medicine, and then bandaged it.

"Palanche." Cole called out in a low voice.

"I am here."

"If all of this is karma, then am I... the root of all evil?" Cole asked seriously, raising his eyes.

After quietly staring at Cole for a while, Palanch suddenly lowered his eyelashes and put Cole's hand on his chest.

"You are not the source of evil. The root of real evil should be the human heart. If the heart is broken, everything will turn into hell. If your heart is still intact, you will never be confused." Palan felt at the fingertips Suddenly, Cole comprehended Palanch's meaning, raised his eyes and looked at each other, and smiled slightly, while Palanch's quiet gaze was so gentle that it could melt water.

"Whatever happens hereafter, keep to yourself, Cole," Palanch said.

"what."

Then Palanch smiled, his eyes were still gentle and peaceful, and his eyeballs glowed with a faint silver light, just like the moon.

Writer's words:

The beast ear tribe is really a miserable nation==b?