nucmednet Chapter 307 I Still Remember
Chapter 307 I Still Remember
Two people stood on the empty street, a no longer young child and an even younger mother.
"Kid, I know you survived."
"In the underworld, the forgotten will turn into ghosts, losing their memories and their sanity."
"But you still remember me, everyone, and everything about the Kingdom of Adrien."
Zell listened to all this quietly. Although he was a time traveler, he accepted all the memories of his previous life.
That kind of empathy cannot be erased by memory. The tragedy of the country's destruction lingers in my heart and cannot be forgotten for a long time.
"Yeah, I still remember."
After his initial excitement subsided, Zel just wanted to watch quietly as he looked at the face in front of him that was so familiar that it couldn't be more familiar.
Sometimes, looking at each other in silence is not a sign of boredom, but may also be a sign of nostalgia.
As if she could see what Zel was thinking, the princess smiled faintly and took Zel's hand.
"You've grown up, and your hands are much bigger than before."
"Although I look young, I'm already thirty-three years old."
"So what? You will always be my son."
Feeling the coldness coming from his palm, Zel's eyes dimmed.
The past can never be returned.
“Do you remember where you loved to go as a child?”
"Weapon shop, becoming a swordsman has been my dream since I was a child."
As the two walked, the surrounding environment began to change, and an exquisite weapons store appeared before them.
"Prince Zell, you're here again."
The shop owner was an old man. He stopped wiping his long knife and asked Zel.
Zell and the princess walked into the weapon shop and found it empty.
"Boss, your business is very bleak."
"Because Prince Zell only remembers me."
Zel nodded upon hearing this.
He understood that those who were forgotten were completely dead.
"Boss, the knife here is no good."
"Nonsense! The swords I have here are all standard weapons used exclusively by the royal family."
"Basically, I need to replace it after every use, and you still say it's not a bad knife."
Before Zel obtained Bloodstained, he had always used the standard long sword here, so he has a say in this.
"Prince Zell, don't you see what kind of battle you are participating in?"
"It was just a fight with the Admiral."
"you you you……"
The owner of the weapons shop was so angry that he couldn't speak. Of course, his weapons could not be used against the admiral of the navy.
But he didn't invent it to fight against the strong, but to defend the country.
Thinking of this, the weapons shop owner's mood suddenly calmed down.
"I can't deal with the general, it's really because of my poor swordsmanship."
"Prince Zell, what did we do wrong? Why are we being killed like prey?"
After the owner of the weapons shop finished speaking, the weapons shop twisted and disappeared like a mirage.
"Maybe it's because I'm not strong enough."
Zel lowered his head. The feeling of powerlessness he felt back then was the most important reason for his pursuit of power.
I witnessed my hometown being destroyed by artillery fire and familiar people lying in a pool of blood.
Although they had already reached the port, they were still unable to cross the iron wall built by the navy ships.
"Kid, it's not your fault."
The princess, who had been watching silently, whispered a word of comfort.
She wanted to pat Zel's shoulder, but found that she could no longer touch Zel's shoulder.
"Yes, Prince Zell, none of this is your fault."
The owner of the weapons shop also said something comforting.
The time in the underworld is eternal. Unless you are completely forgotten, yesterday will always be the day you died.
He has thought about this question countless times, and he will think about it countless times again.
"Prince Zell, we don't blame you."
"correct."
"You were still a child at the time, and we should have been the ones protecting you."
"........."
A series of voices rang out, and Zel looked up to find that the surrounding area was full of people.
The leader was a handsome middle-aged man with short black hair, who looked 80% similar to Zel.
"Child, you should go back. This place doesn't belong to you."
Zel was stunned for a moment and then shouted.
"Father."
King Adrien nodded and slowly walked over to Zell.
"You are still alive, so keep living. Those who dwell on the past will be lost in the underworld."
Zel's lips moved, wanting to say something, but was interrupted by a sudden voice.
"How dare anyone in this world invade the underworld!"
As the sound rang out, a skeleton man with flames burning all over his body appeared in the air.
Zel frowned, feeling a sense of threat from the sudden appearance of the skeleton.
"Everyone, wait for me."
After Zel finished speaking, he spread his blood wings and flew into the air, facing the undead.
"And what are you?"
The undead's voice was cold as he replied.
"The will of Huang Quan, the guide of death."
"If you dare to invade Huangquan, then you can't leave."
After the undead finished speaking, he punched Zel.
"Bloodstained, continuous slashing!"
Zel drew his sword and slashed hundreds of times in an instant, each sword wrapped in a strong sense of armed color domineering.
The sound of metal clashing was heard, and the undead did not shatter like the previous ghost, but only retreated a few meters.
"How dare you go against Huang Quan's will!"
After the undead finished speaking, he waved his skeleton arm, and a large group of dark ghosts gathered and attacked Zel.
"Blood-stained Tornado!"
A blood-red tornado erupted with Zell as the center, enveloping the surrounding ghosts.
Tearing, shattering, and screams echoed throughout the underworld.
The undead's face looked grim, as Zel's strength was beyond his expectations.
"The Land of Hades!"
The undead raised his arms, and the burning flames grew hotter, like a lighthouse attracting those lost at sea.
Countless ghosts gathered from all directions and approached the undead.
As more and more ghosts approached, the undead transformed into a dark giant.
Holding a sickle, he looks like the god of death reaping lives.
"People of this world, stay!"
The undead held a sickle and slashed towards Zel with terrifying momentum.
"Bloodstained Wandering Dragon!"
Not willing to be outdone, Zel transformed into a bright blood dragon and attacked the undead.
The sickle and the blood dragon were in a stalemate. As time passed, the sickle retreated slightly.
The undead shook hard, forcibly increasing the distance between the two.
But Zel would never let him go. He flashed away, leaving only a bloody shadow on the spot.
"Bloodstained Shadow Kill!"
A huge gap suddenly appeared on the back of the undead, and countless dark ghostly shadows fell out of it.
But at this moment, a large group of ghosts approached from the sky and merged into the huge body of the undead.
"Stay!"
The giant, who had grown a bit bigger, swung his scythe down, colliding with the bloodstained one in Zel's hand.
boom!
Zel's figure retreated a distance, and the power of the undead grew stronger again.