Dusk Chronicles

Dusk Chronicles
Chapter 6



 As the unease in her heart grew stronger, Melyan's tone also became serious.


“For example if you face a robber, how to save your money? If I can't escape, I'll choose to throw the money away first, after getting rid of the robbers, I'll come back again to take it. Instead, your money will be instantly lost if it is taken by robbers."


"I understand, but can man be raised after death?"


Hearing this, Mulyan smiled calmly, "I wish I could."


"No normal man would choose to be a wicked witch if there was no other way.”


The two squatted at the tunnel entrance and waited quietly for ten minutes, cold air suddenly blew, and the surrounding temperature became increasingly low.


Melyan knew that this was the beginning of the release of the Eternal's skill, he was lucky enough to participate in that battle.


"Come on Martin, I'm ready."


Melyan pursed his dry lips, raising his head high like a hero making sacrifices.


“Is it really time?” Although Martin also sensed the strangeness around him, but due to having to kill Melyan, Martin's hands began to tremble.


"Don't worry, if my guess is wrong, you can tell them that I ran away, and you killed me on the spot."


Melyan felt strange in her own words, she was comforting the person who was about to kill her.


At this moment, the sound of a wolf-like roar came from the depths of the tunnel, Melyan made a decisive decision, took Martin's hand holding a short sword, and pierced his own chest firmly.


Very painful, the look on his face and voice changed.


"I suggest you kill yourself too."


After trying to utter the last words, Melyan's consciousness gradually dissipated.


He seemed to see the notifications from the system flashing countless times before he "died".


"Warning: Characters are severely injured and enter dying protection."


"Warning: Character has used 01 times the blessings of Goddess Miya."


Damn, it has been used before.


Melyan whipped out his short sword, fresh blood splattered on Martin's face, as if he had seen something terrible, his lips whitened, the veins in his hands protruded, and his veins were clearly visible. He threw the short sword on the ground firmly, then clasped his neck and let out a beast-like roar, then fell unconscious.


Just as the two were lying on the ground, a green wave followed by the sound of screams coming from the tunnel and filling the entire White Rock Mine. Other than Martin and Melyan, everyone's eyes widened and their bodies became stiff and fell to the ground.


There were nearly forty rings of white light among the green waves that then returned into the tunnel.


Suddenly a flash of white light appeared, a pale-faced noble youth with a black tuxedo appeared in front of the two of them.


"Interesting!"


He muttered to himself then stretched out his hand, and poured a bottle of sparkling liquid into Melyan's wound.


His slender fingers accidentally touched the liquid, the liquid turned into blue smoke. The young man frowned slightly, the crystal bottle instantly turned into powder.


In the blink of an eye, Melyan's injury had healed, the young man waved his hand again, and after a flash of white light appeared, the two disappeared.


About half an hour later, Martin woke up.


He sat down with a puzzled expression, his body feeling sticky. When he touched his body, he realized that something was attached to his body, he hurriedly ran out.


He ran so hard that he tripped over a corpse at the entrance of the cave, and found many corpses lying on the ground.


"I remembered, what Mr. Syaiful said turned out to be true."


He stood in confusion at the entrance of the cave with his back to the light, his body and face covered in blood, then shouted nervously.


"I'm not dead, I just fell unconscious, so he'll be fine too."


"No." He suddenly stopped saying, and showed a terrified expression.


"Then where is he?"


When Melyan woke up, a familiar smell filled his nostrils.


"Are you awake?"


"Mr..."


Melyan was surprised as she raised her head, she found someone unknown in front of her. The person's face was pale, the blue blood vessels under his skin were clearly visible. On his handsome face was a pair of blue eyes that he seemed to have seen before.


"People from the Turing Kingdom?" Melyan asked involuntarily.


The young man raised his eyebrows and looked at him with interest.


"You are not the little grasshopper, who you are and how you can occupy his body"


Melyan felt surprised, how could he know about it.


For a while, Melyan did not know how to answer it.


"If you don't say it, then I'll find the answer in my own way."


The young man stretched his palm at her.


"Stole the Mind, you're Zaix"


This movement was too classic, although it did not know why the person in front of this was not a skeletal bone wearing a ragged purple robe, but rather a person who had a handsome white face, but this scene was too memorable for Melyan.


The main character of the promotional video for the expansion film "The Determination of the Dead" is someone who enters the Eternal Page. Along the way, he used his eyes to show the players various restricted images. The last shot of the picture was Zaix holding out his white finger bone towards him. This image shot has even been made into a popular emoji.


The dialogue is also very classic.


"Your mind is so fucked up, let me help you clear it up."


"Oh, it turns out someone knows my name."


Zaix stopped extending his hand.


"You only have five seconds to answer my question."


However, Melyan who knew him well pretended to be confused.


"Let's see, I'm just the son of a regular fishing family in Manarola. After the tsunami, my consciousness was attached to this body."


Manarola, a small remote fishing village in the Turing Kingdom, is the birthplace of Zaix sixty years ago, and the place where his magic is awakened by a tsunami. No matter how insightful Zaix was, he would also never think that the young man before him knew clearly about his past and future.


As it turned out to be true, Zaix fell into memory after hearing this.


Whether Manarola, tsunami, or ordinary fisherman, all of this made his long-cold heart become a little warmer. He who has not become an evil witch is still a little nostalgic, this is a natural thing.


Taking this opportunity, Melyan immediately looked at the room around him.


Perhaps at this time this evil witch still had a sense of humanity and reason. The lab is still very clean and not as disgusting as it was three years later. When this expansion pack was introduced to China, it went through "optimization" for a whole month. The maggots and mutilated limbs scattered on the ground were turned into piles of firewood and bandages, and various organs soaked in bottles and jars were also replaced with herbs.


The four doors in the laboratory were connected to the warehouse, living room, prison, and courtyard, Melyan could tell the difference at a glance after visiting this place several times.


"No, you're lying."


The concentration of Melyan who was looking around was interrupted by this sentence.


"How could a child of a common fishing family know who I am, and ...."


“Aren't you also the son of a regular fishing family?” Melyan knew that Zaix would ask this, so he said arrogantly.


At this moment, Melyan was like being possessed by an actor god, he displayed the arrogance Zaix had in his youth.


"I found a box buried under the old house. There are some manuscripts and diaries in it, so of course I know who you are." After saying that, Melyan gritted his teeth and gathered his courage to grab Zaix's hand.


Melyan was a little nervous, but her tears were sullen, she slightly blushed with a look filled with the spirit of a teenager who was dreaming of a bright future.


"Mr Zaix, please help me become a great wizard like you."


Zaix was so shocked by Melyan's series of actions that he could not say anything, he never thought that sixty years later, he had, he will meet a child from his hometown who is exactly the same as himself at that time.


What surprised him was the arrogant words he had written in childhood seen by this teenager in front of him.