In a trance, Rosencrowz saw crimson light piercing in from the side of the bed, covering his entire field of vision. The days of deep winter have burned out.

For Rosenklotz, this may be the last twilight of his life.

When they met for the first time, he already knew that he would eventually usher in such a knot... He even longed to give his life for the truth. At least dying on the right path is better than burning one's own life meaninglessly in bed—that can be regarded as a kind of sacrifice.

But when Rosencrowz really faced this moment, he still couldn't help feeling panic.

In his eyes, Charles and the others had turned into blurred ghosts. Tears welled up in his eyes suddenly, his vision became blurred, and his lips began to tremble slightly.

do not worry.

Charles said clearly in a gentle and bright voice: "I will do my best. Then Charles put a white cloth on Rosencrowz's face. He drew the sword of the world from his waist, and He took Phoenix's dagger from Yastaru.

The next moment, Rosencrowz felt a sharp pain in his heart—he heard the sound of the dagger piercing into the blood and rubbing against the bone.

Under the severe pain, his body tensed instantly, and the faint blue flames sprayed out from between his eyes, mouth and nose, burning the white cloth instantly. But what came from the blade was not the pain of piercing the heart, but the pain of being crucified on the bed—the pain caused him to go into shock instantly, and temporarily lost his breath. then. Yastaru took his left leg. Under the guidance of the power of the underworld, a part of Rosenklotz's spiritual energy began to flow from the back of his head to his legs, and the brilliance in his eyes gradually extinguished. But because of the power of the Phoenix domain, they couldn't leave Rosencrowz's body. At this moment, Charles raised his sword and fell, and Rosencrowz's left leg was cut off by Charles' sword. But when the sword fell, there wasn't even a drop of blood coming in or out, the incision was only burning with blue flames.

Yastaru reached out and caught Rosenklotz's left leg. She stretched out her hand to gently stroke the cut, and then healed and sealed the wound on the yellow calf. And Charles immediately pressed his hand on Rosencrowz's thigh, and the healing power quickly healed his wound. But he failed to grow another left leg, and healed directly into a wound that sealed the bare bones. Charles breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and asked, "Did it succeed?"

"Successful, my lord."

Yastaru replied in a soft and reassuring voice: "But if you were a little bit more biased just now, my lord, you would have cut off all the parts."

"After all, I don't know how many proportions can retain the necessary memory. It's better to be on the safe side. In this case, Charles nodded and began to transmit spiritual power to Rosencrowz. This is a near-fatal move for the ancient people. Even It's a strong attack! It's like adding ink to milk, the color of the soul will be completely destroyed, it is no longer "milk", but it is not "ink", it can only be said to be waste But for the remnant soul of Rosenklotz, it doesn't matter. After all, his spirituality has been sealed in the calf held by Yastaru, and this part of the soul was originally intended to be scattered with Charles. His own spiritual energy was poured into it, and the spirit body with only one fragment slowly recovered, but completely lost its vitality. So Charles pulled out Bishou, but Rosenklotz's chest did not remain Not the slightest scar.

But Rosencrowz's breathing failed to recover, and after a while, Charles saw a ball of light floating out from the back of his head, dangling in the air without thinking.

It floated in the air for a while before being directly sucked into the mountain.

Then Charles waited for a long time, and the spirituality stored in the half of the calf was not called by the end, but stayed in it safely. Charles nodded thoughtfully.

In this way, Zhijie's debt repayment principle may be relatively flexible.

For example, Charles replenished enough psionic energy for Rosenclotz, and even filled it in a lot more. After repaying the debt he owed plus possible interest, the part of his soul that remained in this world was after all Rosenklotz. Compared with Charles, the spiritual power of Cloz at his peak was so small that it was almost imperceptible. Although he permanently lost this part of his psychic power, the loss is actually not as long as he can pay back the money. It seems that the end is not a demon...

Thinking of this, Charles froze for a moment.

Wait, maybe he hesitated and smiled.

He patted Yasta Xun's shoulder, and said briskly, "I'm going to the mountains, and I'll be back soon."

"I'll wait for your return, my lord."

Yastaru no longer asked about his itinerary, and just responded obediently. Follow Charles's familiar mountain travel. His spirit waited for a while, and he really saw the twenty-eight-year-old Rosenklotz floating up from below.

His body was almost pure white—almost the same color as Charles, but with a slightly bluish tint.

"Stop, friend!"

Charles called. At that moment, Rosenkreck, Charleston was on the spot—this "Rosenkeloz" had no face at all! His whole head was in chaos. Not to mention the expression, Charles couldn't even see if it was Rosenklotz's face.

He just stared at Charles silently, and then slowly floated up.

Before it was about to touch the curtain, it suddenly spoke. It was an overlapping, almost distorted moan: but it was more painful than knowing nothing... Rosencrowz’s spirit body then collapsed, and was The recovered psionic energy fell back on Charles.

The sound only lasted for a moment before disappearing completely, but Charles could hear it clearly.

Charles immediately felt that all the psychic energy he had diverted before had come back—or even some more, mixed with some memory fragments of Rosenklotz and the knowledge he once had. But he didn't feel any joy in his heart, just With a silent sigh, he jumped back to the material world. When Charles woke up again, he found that his body was being hugged tightly by Yastaru behind him, pushing him to the ground and keeping him from falling down.

Huh? "

Noticing Charles' return, Yastaru was also taken aback for a moment: "You", no. It's not that I feel sorry for that bit of psionic energy, it was useless to me at first. Sex and memory Charles took a deep breath, with a complicated expression on his face: "But he got a warning unexpectedly.

"What kind of admonition?"

"Someone who, though possessed of extraordinary talent, was unable to do everything he wanted to do, to study anything thoroughly, because of misfortune, arrogance, and general passion, whispered in Charles, who had spent his whole life. Muttering: "I should take it as a warning. "