franphil Chapter 358 Son of the Red Moon
Chapter 358 Son of the Red Moon
Chapter 358 Son of the Red Moon
"And what brings you all here?"
Edwards asked that when he spoke, his throat always felt rusty and dry, but after drinking a sip of tea that Xia Er had personally brewed to moisten his throat, he felt better.
"Are you also waiting for the Emperor to be resurrected?"
Edwards said, somewhat suddenly realizing, "You might be disappointed."
"Although the Emperor's tomb is nearby, and I have been waiting for His resurrection, I have not been able to wait for so many years, and there has been no unusual activity at the tomb."
"It's okay, it's fine."
"To be honest, I didn't really want to see him so soon."
"His temper is too bad; it's better if he stays underground and calms down."
Xia Er waved his hand dismissively, then looked at the old man's empty teacup and refilled it with tea.
Edwards chuckled softly at Chael's somewhat childish words.
Bernadette suppressed the urge to roll her eyes, maintaining the demeanor and elegance of Princess Intis in front of Edwards. "Uncle Edwards, Uncle William, Uncle Benjamin, aren't they with you?"
"No, they died, but due to the pollution, they turned into some kind of monster. Remember to stay away from them."
Edwards' expression turned serious when he heard Bernadette mention the other Knights of the Apocalypse.
Bernadette nodded, thinking it might be related to the time of death; those who died first were more severely polluted by the island.
"It's not that serious. They're not monsters; they're just asleep."
"I believe that if a sleeping fellow were to wake up, his knights would wake up as well."
Xiaer's words seemed to have a certain infectious quality, and Edwards's expression softened.
"You're right, and I believe the Emperor will return, and Green, William, and the others will rediscover themselves."
Edwards said.
"Completely convinced?"
"I asked with a smile," said Xia Er.
"I have no doubt about it."
Edwards nodded affirmatively.
This belief is the key to Lao Huang's ability to protect you.
"Uncle Edwards, come with us. I think my arrival and Bernadette's will remind Uncle Green and the others of some past events."
Chael helped the old man beside him to his feet. Edwards couldn't refuse, but he picked up an axe with black rust.
"At least let me take this with me; it can protect you in a critical moment."
The old man's words were full of determination.
"That's sure to be a spectacular knightly duel."
"That's what Xia'er said."
Bernadette glanced at him again. The teacher still loved playing these role-playing games, pretending to be someone else.
The three returned to the open space. Xia'er's fingers inscribed several intricate runes on his sleeve, and his eyes instantly turned into vertical pupils. The long-dormant spiritual islands within the bodies of those numb Apocalypse Knights began to sprout life, and past spiritual imprints began to emerge.
"Your Highness, Your Highness the Princess."
Green, William, Perley, and Benjamin Abraham turned their heads stiffly, their long-unused vocal cords feeling deeply constricted, their gazes still blank, but at least they showed some positive reactions and feedback.
"Do you still remember who you were following?"
Chael asked the question seemingly casually.
"Roselle Gustav".
"The Grand Consul of Intis".
"Julius Caesar".
The three people who died at different times were given three different names. The three knights' original act of worshipping the moon became a less standard knightly salute. Benjamin, who died later, was more lucid at this time. His slightly better condition may also be attributed to Mr. Door, who would open his mouth every full moon. That kind of spiritual pain always awakens the gradually sinking soul.
"Your Highness, Princess? Edwards, what's going on? How could the Crown Prince and Princess be here?"
Benjamin frowned as he looked at his old friend, who was noticeably older than he remembered.
"It's not Uncle Edwards' fault; we wanted to come ourselves. This is a visit, and I believe Father will be very happy."
Chael took Bernadette's hand. "Let me guess, according to the feng shui he used to ramble on about, the tomb is over there, right?"
He led Bernadette toward the mountain peak deep within the island, with Edwards, Benjamin, and other knights following behind as guards. The trees on both sides transitioned from dense to sparse, and beyond the invisible boundary was a mountain peak hundreds of meters high, covered with giant trees that were so dark green that it was difficult to discern the characteristics of the tomb from above.
At the entrance to the mausoleum, nestled in the mountainside, stands a blank stone tablet, exuding an air of grandeur.
"Using mountains as mausoleums and trees as souls."
"A blank stone tablet allows for self-assessment of merits and demerits."
"Great spirit, great meaning."
Chael seemed genuinely awestruck by the atmosphere, while Bernadette, who was unfamiliar with the historical context, looked at the Civil Code engraved on the tomb gate. Although she knew that her father had done many absurd things in his later years, her admiration still outweighed any other feelings.
"If 'Father' doesn't wake up, everything on the island will be ours?"
"I'm urging them on," Xia Er encouraged.
"They're all yours."
Bernadette looked at the closed door, clearly thinking about how to enter in a polite manner.
"How could I possibly accept that?"
"In broad daylight."
Xia Er released Bernadette, and he reached out to look at the warm sunlight falling on his palm. His palm split open, and a deep red eye stared directly into his vertical golden pupils.
Shhh!
Xia Er raised a finger, her deep red eye closed, and the earth on the island began to tremble slightly, as if verifying her login. The next instant, as if the verification was successful, the tremors became violent. On the tomb, the dark trees moved, drooping their trunks as if paying homage to a king.
Edwards, Benjamin, William, and the others felt a lightness in their bodies, and the evil and dangerous thoughts in their minds subsided, making their minds clearer.
"Your Highness, what is this?"
Edwards looked at his arms, which looked as if he were twenty years younger, and asked incredulously.
"Shh~"
What is a gray area?
"Besides the loopholes in the order, there is also the blindness of those who created it."
During the daytime, Xia'er used the power of her mind to reflect her appearance on the Western Continent, temporarily becoming the master of the island's most essential power and the supervisor of the island's order.
Edwards was able to retain a portion of his consciousness by exploiting a loophole in the system. He forgot his own death and remained in a state of "not dead," which reduced the island's influence on him.
The bestowal of those gifts upon these knights who were not yet fully "reborn" was merely a small act of whim by the authorities.
And the cost?
By the time the island's owner realized what was happening, he had already taken Bernadette's body and slept with her.
"open."
At a single command, the gate, inscribed with the forms of the Intis civilization, Roselle's various inventions and manuscripts, and his many achievements, ultimately could not resist the power of the landowner and was forced to open.
Bernadette looked at her teacher. This is Sequence 1?
Is this sequence 1?
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