Atlas Double Star Book

The author has something to say: try to update another chapter tomorrow, I will try my best! (But tomorrow I will go to the museum with my friends, I hope I can)

Also, I have a hunch that this chapter will be locked.Maybe it's a blood/gore warning

Violence is like a quill that turns desire into evil.

Therefore, the concept has a body.

As the man approached, she thought of Ku Li.

Peeling off the soft and rough shell, it looks like a delicious fruit, but it is actually deadly poisonous.Master Shi Nan said before that in order to survive the war years, people had to eat bitter chestnuts for a living.Farmers will burn the dry straw into ashes, and then add water to cook the bitter chestnuts to reduce the toxicity.

"But if you eat too much, you will be poisoned, right?" she asked the master.

Heather put the bitter chestnut in the student's hand and said, "Yes, for people in famine times, if they don't eat this poisonous fruit, they will starve to death soon; if they eat it, they can at least live longer."

She looked at the bitter chestnut in her palm, thinking about the teacher's intention.If you encounter such a tragic moment, will you be willing to eat this bitter and poisonous fruit?

"To live is to die slowly," Heather told the students, and then added: "But as long as one lives, one has the possibility of happiness."

May I?

So when the Sybyl man did the violence, she kept thinking about the poisoned chestnut.Happiness is possible as long as you are alive.

Is that so, Teacher Heather.

"Monster! Kill her!"

The soldiers on the city wall waved their spears to drive away the monsters wandering in the air.

"Those people made you like this...I will take away the pain they imposed on you." Peleas held the reins tightly and looked up at the big monster in the sky.

"careful!"

The monster swooped down and grabbed a soldier.The tiger's head growing on the monster's back was half burnt, and it still opened its fleshy mouth to devour the soldiers.

"Ahh, help—!!"

The other soldiers shot arrows at the monster one after another, trying to save their companions, but unfortunately had little effect.

The mage waved the fire whip, the big monster suffered pain, and then let go of the claws that were holding the man, and the soldier fell down, saving his life.

Neil was in charge of beheading the wild beasts that were rushing towards them all the way, following the teacher's instructions, getting as close to the city wall as possible.The battle situation was so deadlocked until they came under the city wall.

Neil asked: "How to break through the black mage's defensive spell?"

"I'm familiar with that man's way of building spells... I need an arrow!" Peleas said firmly, but his heart was pounding.But must try now.

Neil put the arrow into his hand.

Peleas closed his eyes, recalling the structures he had seen in the leylines.

It was a brutal and crude spell, far less refined than the academy's spell, but it was extremely powerful.Just like a river, rushing along the river bed, sometimes even submerging the embankment, engulfing villages and roads, like a giant snake, rushing in madness that may lose control at any time.

Pelias could feel that the black mage was not the master of this power, but a thief.So the black mage must not be able to completely control this power, it's just opportunistic.

if that's the case……

"Maybe I can too."

Peleas remembered that in the intricate undercurrent of magic underground, there was a knot, which was like a small keyhole, sealing the dark power behind the door.At that time, he wanted to touch it, but the keyhole turned into an eye with jade-colored pupils staring at him.The door opened a crack, and in the darkness of the crack, countless blood-red eyes opened suddenly, like small bloodthirsty mouths with small, thin teeth.

The darkness is about to flow out.

click-

The door is closed, the keyhole is turned, and the emerald green eyes are slightly lowered, like gems that cannot be gazed at in time.

"Yes...it's this one!"

Peleas held the arrow body and carved the rune on it.A green shimmer floats.

"use this."

Neil took the arrow with the imprint on it.When he touched the arrow body, a graphic instantly appeared in his mind, and Neil suddenly felt familiar.

The chained spears had been prepared on the city wall, and the Sibyl knights were waiting for the opportunity to throw them.Everyone is watching, waiting for the mage's actions or instructions.

"Aim," said the silver-haired mage.

"As you order, Your Excellency Peleas."

Neil stretched his bow, the silver string was like a cold full moon, full in the tense posture of the young man.

When the knight drew his bow, his arm rubbed against the mage in his arms, making the mage more tense than the bowstring.Peleas felt that this embrace around him was unfolding into violence, or rather, the tenderness became cold, the walnut became a spear, the idyll became a call to arms, and the mirror became a blade.This change was so great that Peleas was surprised.

Is that so?

Pelias raised his head secretly, but what he saw was an almost unfamiliar moment of the young man.Neil was expressionless, looking up intently. Who carved the stone-like jaw and Adam's apple?Just as the artist imagined, how the blond sun god stands on the top of the mountain and draws his bow to the plague in the world.No ambition, no evil thoughts, just pure violence.

Peleas was terrified.But at the same time, a wild passion welled up in my heart.

"Neil..." he whispered.

The tension was close to the edge, and the bowstring sounded.The bow is also making a sound.Peleas' ear was attached to Neil's arm, the movement of muscles and bones was almost roaring, and even his own heartbeat resounded.The battlefield is noisy.Why don't you shoot arrows?Is it really that long?Pelias couldn't help but wonder.In fact, the time he experienced was only a moment, but he himself was restless.

"Hush..." The young man responded softly, but casually.

The arrow shifted left and right, and Neil was still hesitating.At that time, the southwest wind stopped, and his sense of strength and experience told him—it was time!So Neil let go, and the ready-to-go arrow immediately flew towards the crosshair.

An arrow, as if from the top of a mountain—

Accidents became inevitable, disasters fell on the earth, and the God of War was angry, and a hundred thousand beams of golden light broke through the clouds and shot towards the world.The herd neighed, and the city-state shook.

The knight looked indifferent, his blond hair fluttering in the snowy light.

Victory never fails, and the winged god Vayura loves him especially.Therefore, the wind turned and the sky was covered with snow.

An arrow hit the monster's abdomen!

"!!!"

The monster was in pain, trying to tear off the magic arrow.However, from the moment the sharp blade pierced into the flesh, the texture of the spell had already taken root.The green rune spread to the translucent body of the monster, like a drop of ink smudged in the water.

The pattern of emerald eyes appeared.

"Ah..." This is not the first time Neil has green eyes.

A strange reaction happened, and the green runes seemed to be a big net, confining the prey.The monster howled and flew up, slapping the city wall recklessly.Black blood continuously oozes from the gaps in the scales, and the wet broken scales are scattered all the way.

"Her scales are falling...no, they are being peeled off!"

Indeed, the green runes are like sharp thin threads, penetrating deep into the scales and skin, trying to hold down this violent force.At this moment, there are two kinds of forces competing with her body, calm and manic, temperate and turbulent, positive and negative, like two snakes biting each other, two kinds of violence entangled in the same body.

Pelias said: "Sure enough...these are two mutually exclusive forces...the way the runes are written can restrain monsters."

"Give me another arrow!" Neal said.

The mage did it again, handing the rune-filled arrow into the knight's hand.

The monster swooped in the air, and Neil aimed his bow at her translucent abdomen.The deformed fetus was agitating, as if it was doing its final rage.

"That's not your child, it's their way of hurting you." Neil whispered to himself, and let go of the bow.

The monster's abdomen was shot again, and the arrow tore flesh and blood.Under the two forces that checked and balanced each other, the green rune took effect, the darkness was restrained, the door was closed, and the black blood spilling from it was also stopped.The spell set by the black mage has failed.The defensive spells could no longer protect the fetus as the core, and the ferocious rune escaped from the arrowhead, biting the monster fetus wrapped in the womb like a snake.

Then, the flying arrow penetrated the head of the fetus.

"Gah-!"

Perhaps it was out of self-preservation to avoid being completely captured by the green rune, or maybe out of hatred for fate, the monster did something that made everyone dumbfounded.

She stretched out her sharp claws, tore open the wound on her abdomen, and pulled the fetus out of her body with her own hands.

The fetus was thrown to the ground.A bloody lump of flesh, almost without a human form, but with a tail and extra limbs.The thing's head was smashed, but it was still alive, with several blood-red eyes growing on its body.This is the child of the Magic Banner, the son of rape that the Black Mage and the Iceman used.

Out of the survival instinct, the monster's baby still wanted to escape, and it wriggled as if looking for a new host.There was a dying monster next to it, and the fetus squirmed and crawled over.

"Don't even think about it!"

Neil was alert, and another arrow nailed the fetus to the ground.

"Come again!"

Peleas made a decisive decision, and the fire spell ignited.The monster's fetus screamed softly and lost its shape in the flames.

The soldiers took advantage of the victory and pursued, throwing the hooked spears again, and restraining the big monster with iron chains.This is a common method in whaling, using a spear to deal with huge monsters.She is now covered with arrows, the organs in her abdominal cavity are exposed, and the blood is not stopping.The scales that were originally shining with fire became dry and flat and covered with blood.

"Ah..."

The voices of the monster and the girl came from that throat at the same time, and the crying and roaring were next to each other.People's hearts were in turmoil, and they didn't know whether it was a storm or sympathy that struck their hearts.

The soldiers tried again, and one of her wings was torn off.The big monster fell heavily from the sky and fell onto the city wall.But she will not let it go, the pain and revenge are burning, the power of the monster soars instantly, the soldiers can't hold back, she suddenly smashed open the spell that originally protected the gap in the city wall——

"Oops!"

Just as Pelias was about to make up, the spell was interrupted by a bone arrow flying from the monster.

Neil swung his sword again to block, but a sharp broken bone pierced his right arm.The pain was unbearable for a while, and Neil's sword almost fell off.

"Neil! You're hurt, you... stop, I'll help you..." The mage was about to cry.

"No time, the monster has gone to the city!"

As soon as Pelias raised his head, sure enough, the big monster broke free from all the chains and flew deep into the imperial capital.And the remaining monsters around the city wall waited for the opportunity to enter, and rushed into the city one after another.

The soldiers panicked.

Suddenly, someone realized the seriousness of the situation and shouted loudly: "The monster is heading towards the arena, and His Majesty the Emperor is there!"

"Oops, Trand!"

Neil held back the pain, and led his teacher to chase after him urgently.