[Comprehensive] The Magician's Wish

Bakula did not follow the Egyptian army all the way into the territory of other countries. He was only interested in the dark puppets hidden in the army. The defeated soldiers were just a group of ordinary humans. The dark puppets who could turn the tide were all eaten up before they were defeated. So fast, after all, Egypt sent ordinary soldiers.He lost his goal and wandered around the border of Egypt without giving up. Not to mention whether the people below could find Bakula, even if he gave the most accurate instructions, it would be easy to fail. Who kept him moving.

The former king of thieves who hated the Egyptian royal family so much would not obey the king's order at all. Even if Akhnadin was the mastermind and executor of the village destruction, the royal family did benefit from this incident. The former pharaoh also agreed to Akka Nadine's proposal, Bakula's map gun was aimed at the entire Egyptian royal family, and he probably didn't have much favor for his own country.

Who proposes, implements.

Teleporting to the border in an instant and telling Bakula the truth about the village of Kleilna in person would only be considered as helping the pharaoh to shirk responsibility. He was naturally hostile and distrustful of the Egyptian royal family, so we had to change the method.

The dark power can best peep into the hidden secrets. The resentment of the village of Kleil must be merged into the darkness, devouring the breath of the sea of ​​evil thoughts that penetrated into this world. Akanadin has become the minion of the sea of ​​evil thoughts in this world, so there is no need to say more about the evil power. As long as the dreams of the two are intersected, Bakula will find the truth from the dream with his thoughts of destroying the hatred of the village. At that moment, They bonded with each other's souls...uh...suddenly something didn't feel right but that's what the dream crossover is like, opening up the world of each other's hearts, and there's nowhere to hide secrets.

Bakula was completely exposed in her field of vision, and Arkanadin was hidden in the shadows. Such a precondition would not be a problem for Nunnally.

Dreams ignore spatial distance, ignore the passage of time, are illusory and illusory, and it is difficult to distinguish between true and false.

The vicious, cruel and rebellious former king of thieves wants revenge even if he sells his soul. The scene of the massacre of the village of Kleil is the deepest memory in his heart. His heart is trapped in this scene, and he repeats it over and over again. The driving force for action is also the shackles that bind him.

When Nunnally opened the dream door, what she saw was the scene of the massacre in the village.

The army surrounded the village, and the innocent villagers were captured by the soldiers from their homes. They stood together tremblingly, shaking their heads, not knowing what fate they would suffer next. The mother hugged the frightened child, and the father hugged the scared His wives and children, men, women and children are all in a panic.

Everyone lined up in batches and was escorted into a basement by soldiers. The screams and begging for mercy came out, frightening the villagers who hadn't walked down the stairs.

The old man was trembling, begging the guarded soldiers what crime they had committed, the woman was sobbing in fear, and the child was huddled in the mother's arms full of fear.

The soldier's face was tense, and he didn't speak, but raised his weapon to drive away.

The village of Creelna is a village of thieves, and all the villagers are sinners.

Crusading against this group of hateful tomb robbers is a matter of course and does not require any mercy.

Akanadin announced to the soldiers that the refining method is too evil and vicious, and it is necessary to control the soldiers' psychology to the maximum to avoid rebellious thoughts.

It doesn't matter whether the villagers are tomb robbers or not. The soldiers all believe that whether they are old people, women or children, they are all sinners, and they cannot be sympathetic.

A small figure was hiding in the basement used as a refining site, maybe it was hide-and-seek, or maybe it ran to this basement for some other reason. In short, it hid well and was not found, so I witnessed villagers being sacrificed one by one. The bloody scene and the screams before dying can be heard endlessly.

Seeing the first person being sacrificed in such a vicious way, the boy was terrified, and stood up limply, shaking like chaff, tears streaming down his face, unable to make a sound.

Second, third, fourth...

Old people from the same village that I don’t know very well but we meet often, friends who are mischievous and play together, big sisters I saw at my friends’ homes, parents of my friends...

Tears wet the front of his clothes, his body was like a shell, his eyes were dull, and he became like a doll.

Until his father and mother were also pushed down the stairs by the soldiers.

The boy trembled violently, opened his mouth to shout, wanted to scream to stop him, but he couldn't make a sound, his body was so frighteningly stiff that he couldn't control it at all, he couldn't even take a step.The passage of time seems to slow down, the picture of the father being pushed down and turned into blood is jumping frame by frame like in slow motion, and the mother is crying in fear, following in the footsteps of his father, merging with the blood of the villagers and then reuniting. Can't tell.

Death could no longer shake him.

Hiding in a hidden corner and staring straight at it, as if trying to remember every step and every detail firmly, resentment and hatred crazily breed.

The molten golden liquid emits a brilliant light after enough sacrifices are put into it, and the golden artifact is born in this light, and at the same time, evil monsters are released.Two existences were born under the evil and insidious alchemy, one is the golden artifact that Arkanadin expected, and the other is the polymer born from the collection of sacrifices and resentment.

In order to fight against the monster, Akanardin stuffed the golden eye into his eye and blinded one eye.

The defeated polymer did not disappear, and the resentment spread, and they rushed to the soldiers brought by Arkanadin, killing them without mercy.Arkanadine was the only one who survived the massacre of the Kleilna village. He was seriously injured, and hurriedly picked up the other six golden artifacts and fled in a hurry.

Resentment could not leave the village to pursue him, circled unwillingly, and finally returned to the basement, flocking to the boy who was as dull as a doll.

To revenge!

kill them!

The boy's mind was chaotic, and countless familiar voices roared desperately, crying out their pain and resentment, and distorted faces dangled in front of his eyes.

Stimulated by excessively intense negative emotions, his head swelled and ached, and he vaguely saw the faces of his father and mother, distorted, painful, completely irrational, no different from other villagers, and the voice of the dead impacted his heart over and over again.Standing up unsteadily, his walking posture is staggering, as if he will fall over at any time.

Walking out of the basement, it was already night outside, and the village was dead silent, only the dry corpses of Egyptian soldiers all over the ground.

The young Bakula stood blankly in the village, not knowing where to go. After standing for a long time, his feet became tired and his whole body became stiff. The sun rose from the horizon.

This dream repeated many times, and Bakula himself got used to it, so many times that he realized that he was having this dream again in his sleep, but today the dream had a different part.

Bakula's dream was full of the power of the sea of ​​evil thoughts, which made Nunnally feel a little uncomfortable. Standing on the cliff outside the village, she released her mental power to explore the dream world and adjust the frequency.The back of Akanardin who came out of the basement and fled in a hurry disappeared in the village of Creelna, disappeared on the edge of the dream, and the opportunity came.

When the sun rose, Nunnally walked up to the little Bakula and waved to him.

"This way... come here..."

Behind him is the direction in which Akanadin is escaping.

The boy's dull eyes moved, like a walking dead.

The human pupils suddenly turned into the vertical pupils of snakes, cold and cruel, and the immature face suddenly darkened.

"you……!"

"Your mental strength has really grown a lot. You suddenly realized that the dream was invaded. You are too familiar with this dream, and you will immediately notice any changes."

"What do you want to do again?" Little Bakula showed the ferocious expression of an adult, with dark eyes.

"You can't break through the edge of the dream to see a wider field of vision, you can only spin around in this dream, repeating it over and over again, I will connect and make up for it, the antecedents and consequences."

Akanardin blurred his own existence, and it was difficult to capture his information. Bakula's power is now from the same source as him, and it is suitable to follow the vine.

"Consequences?" Little Bakula narrowed his eyes dangerously, "Are you trying to say that the Pharaoh is innocent, and it's all up to that man? I shouldn't hate the royal family, I shouldn't fight against the Pharaoh, and I shouldn't Thinking of destroying Egypt and destroying everything?"

"A mediocre person is still so confident." Nunnally raised her brows with a look of surprise, "I won't stop you if you want to die."

Knock to death with Yatum, who masters the [Principle of Execution] in this world, and crush you to death in minutes.

"Stop talking nonsense, let's talk about business."

"It's unexpected that you can grow to this extent. The hatred and desire to survive are amazing, but it's useless to continue wandering. The other party should almost notice that the power is decreasing."

"Looking at the man running away in front of you, how do you feel?"

"Want to hear my detailed description?" Little Bakula grinned ferociously, the immature child's face twisted like a ghost, "I can't wait to peel off his skin and constrict his tendons, scrape off his flesh piece by piece with a knife and stuff it into the mouth." In his mouth ■■■■■... pulled out his nails, chopped off his fingers one by one, chopped off his toes... and cut open his stomach and pulled out his intestines, and then ■■■... "

Full of negative descriptions bloody and brutal.

"So that's the case, it really is a deep resentment." Nunnally nodded without changing her face, and was not frightened by little Bakula's words in the slightest.

The little Bakula choked, and said viciously: "If you want to say such nonsense, you can get out!"

"Release the evil god, become the host of the evil god, and transform from a human into a monster. Your actions have fully demonstrated your determination. Although it seems that you have gradually deviated from the original direction, from revenge to destruction, your mental strength is too weak to bear the influence of the evil god. It has affected it. From the perspective of villains, you are definitely a successful example, but your brain is a bit hard to use."

The little Bakula was irritated, running so arrogantly in other people's dreams, the halo of ridicule is not too smooth, but Nunnali's next sentence successfully calmed him down.

"Do you know that the Great Dark Priest is the one just now?"

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