Lying in a cage and looking at the room coldly, wait for a while was in a daze after burning for months without extinguishing the candle.
He felt that his hands and feet were out of control, and his brain was not clear. If he moved his body a little, he would have a kind of pain, as if his whole body were going to crack.
Even food not far away can climb over and eat, and you can lie still.
He’s dying in vain, just like everyone else, and there’s no difference in the final outcome
He has forgotten how long he spent in this place where he can’t see the sky. He remembers that many people tried to escape from here before the most diseases came into play. Everyone had a heated discussion and even decided who and how to fight.
From tricking the red-haired young man into hitting the door to everyone hitting the door violently at the same time!
But all the suspense failed. The red-haired young man came once and never came again, except that every once in a while, someone threw food into it through a small passage. No one took care of it, as if he had forgotten them.
And brute force is meaningless. The quality of this damn cage is really good.
The railing didn’t even bend from beginning to end, which made people feel desperate.
The nightmare happened when everyone thought they were forgotten and wanted to be raised as pigs by the other side.
The most important thing is that one person feels severe pain, and his body appears faint gray spots, and he feels weak and even has some difficulty in walking. Then it is not long before the same disease occurs, and the number of people gradually increases until finally all people grow gray spots.
In the face of this result, both [Knight] and [Grand Knight] have become a field!
Can lie down and howl like a sick dog.
That kind of pain is not fixed. At the most time, it hurts people to survive, but they can’t ask for death. It can’t make several prisoners with the weakest will directly choose to kill themselves.
Then, the pain weakens very quickly, which changes the range of ordinary people’s tolerance, but it will continue to strengthen as time goes by, as if it were automatically adjusted according to the patient’s reaction, which generally prolongs the patient’s life span.
Pierce still remembers that the person who first discovered this problem was Hank, a middle-aged man with ordinary appearance and thin body, who was said to be a thief!
It wasn’t long after that guy realized this, he teamed up with a prisoner named Hector to sneak up on another prisoner with the strength of "Great Knight", killing each other directly and trying to grind out a key that can lock the cage door and escape from this hellhole.
But in the end he failed!
Because the door lock is facing away from everyone, he can’t see the scene of the door lock. He can judge according to his own experience, and finally the key gets stuck in the keyhole and breaks directly, which completely blocks it.
And the bodies of others are lying not far from Pierce, dying peacefully, and finally trying to struggle.
That is to say, the basement is very cool, and the strong body with the rank of knight has some particularity, otherwise ordinary people would have rotted away.
At this moment, Pierce has been left in the cage. A living person is stronger than him and weaker than him. He is dead.
On the contrary, he has such a strength that he can’t survive!
He doesn’t know why, but he knows that his horse is going to die, maybe for a moment.
I heard that many people will recall their lives before they die. Pierce thought about it and decided to follow suit.
So I closed my eyes and recalled my past.
After a long time, he opened his eyes and revealed a self-mockery at the corner of his mouth. He slowly compared his middle finger to the ceiling of the cage with all his strength.
"What a piece of shit …"
His heart stopped before his voice fell.
His words may refer to his own life or it may refer to it.
Olga, in the other corner of the far manor, seemed to hear his last words when he died. He shrugged his shoulders and smiled lightly. "Shit is not bad. It has its own meaning. No one wants to step on it. Many people will have no meaning until they die. He is not much. After stepping on him, others have no idea to even look at him. Even a piece of shit is not as valuable as disgusting people. Maybe it is gas?"
"I don’t know whether I can be the final winner or not, but I want the meaning of live high, whether it is good or bad. I want to print my name on the whole multiverse, even if I can’t make it admired and worshipped forever, I will make it forever and ever feared by all things as a disaster that everyone can’t forget."
A little tea was dipped in the teacup in front of the finger, and then the magic of Olga body wrapped them to form a crystal clear and bloody water drop standing at the fingertip.
A single drop of water flew deep into the clouds.
Booming …
With a muffled thunder in the sky, you can’t see any stars. The sky is completely covered by clouds, and you can’t see your fingers. It’s dark at night when the thunder keeps swimming in the clouds, it will show some light.
First it was a drizzle, and then it turned into a downpour very quickly.
And the difference between ordinary rains is that they are red, just like blood in the sky, which dyes the whole king red and causes a burst of screaming.
Feeling the bloody rain from his face, Olga’s eyes unconsciously revealed a little red light. He closed his eyes slightly and whispered to himself, "It seems that if you have been depressed for a long time, you will be inexplicably emotional. Just consider it as seeing you off for these experiments …"
In the palace of the principality of Marton
"Damn …"
Looking out of the window, the blood and rain are panicking and yelling at the crowd. Jim Woz’s face is extremely ugly. This vision is about to have a Armageddon with the Principality of Yar. It can be said that it is an ominous sign at the end.
Will greatly disrupt the people’s hearts and minds of the principality of Marton!
This is a great blow to the principality of Marton, and it makes him feel flustered and want to vomit blood. He has roughly guessed who is cheating on this bloody rain, but he can’t explain why his face will be so ugly.
On one side, Baron Duke looked at his Lord and looked so ugly. After thinking about it, his eyes lit up and he said, "Do you want to postpone the date of the decisive battle a little later to save some public opinion and describe this bloody rain all day and encourage us to say it is a good omen?"
Jim is also one leng at Duke’s words.
Blood and rain can still be said to be a good omen?’
This question has never even occurred to him!
Can there be such a fuck?’
After some careful consideration, he found that he could really do this. After all, although it looked unknown, it was not written. This is an ominous sign!
In that case, make up a story and make it a good omen. Who can resist me?
After thinking clearly, Jemworth was overjoyed and asked Duke to make up a story, preferably one with a very touching plot, and then arranged for people to learn the story by hand and mix it with the street stories in the morning to share the story they just made up!
Take the rumor to your own advantage before it forms!
Chapter 19 Just made up a story
The next morning, Wangdu.
Deep in the alley, in a dilapidated wooden house
After a simple breakfast, Zana moved a few times and was ready to go out of the house to work today.
But as soon as he opened the door, he felt something fall through the side door, and the back of his hand was wet, as if it were water droplets. He was still worried about the rain. After all, he clearly heard the rushing rain in the middle of the night.
But when he wanted to wipe his hands, Zana’s body shook when he saw that the color in his hands was actually red and a little thick.
Blood?’
Someone died nearby last night?’
Someone is killing people around here while the heavy rain is ringing!’