Chapter 77
[This is hilarious! The "Absolute Talent" news account I follow just rushed out a post about "Kristen might be the villain boss" and it's been deleted instantly.]
How could Christine have such a face?! Did the author draw this while falling asleep and accidentally make a mistake?!
[Upstairs, perhaps this is actually possible... This development is too unbelievable, isn't it?!]
[Maybe they just look alike? There's a comic where everyone just changes their hairstyle...]
I was just madly cursing Christine, who harmed my Ze Shen, but now I realize that Christine might actually be Ze Shen... Thanks for the invitation, Ze Tui is already dumbfounded. All I can say is, you're worthy of it.jpg]
[This wave, this wave was a massive, indiscriminate stabbing by Xizel himself, regardless of friend or foe.]
[Please stop talking upstairs. Xia Tuiwang burst into tears. Sob. Sob. Sob. Sob.]
【Ze recommends spicy New Year's food! Spicy New Year's food!!】
Apart from the fans of the various bizarre, joyful, and insane characters who are howling with ghosts and wolves, the ones who are really excited are the detail-oriented ones who love to study the plot and settings. They are eagerly waiting for summaries, foreshadowing, videos, and long articles.
[In-depth analysis of the latest episode of "Absolute Talent"]
[César and Christine have the same face? Twins or twin souls? You'll understand after reading this]
[Cesare, who is hiding his true strength, this is a situation that has been planned for a long time]
[The foreshadowing of "Absolute Talent" is revealed, including details you haven't noticed!]
…
All the analyses and speculations came out at once.
The researcher analyzed every sentence, every character expression, every change in light and shadow, and every frame setting in the comics one by one, and he almost stuffed the content page of Absolute Talent into his stomach.
Under such an interpretation, many details become "evidence."
[Christine only appears after César's death. They never appear at the same time! The connection is so obvious!]
Did anyone notice Christine opening the door? It's terrifying to think about it, but doesn't that ability seem very similar to the "still life manipulation" César got from Mikan?
[His tone and demeanor are so similar to Xizel's that Xia Zuo could mistake him for someone else. His hair length and height are almost identical. This isn't an imitation at all; this is his true character!]
[He even showed some mercy towards Xia Zuo. If he was truly an unforgivable criminal and had no feelings for Xia Zuo, how could he be so soft-hearted towards the person he was plotting against? He even refused to fight back in the end!]
Those words, "Xia Zuo," "Xia Zuo, you've changed a lot," and the familiarity with which he knew everything that had happened before...
He never concealed this. These were all clues he gave to Xia Zuo, and also foreshadowing for us, but we all got it wrong.
[This is definitely a deliberate instigation by that damned old thief. I'm going to send him a razor blade right now (with a grim expression)]
This is too cruel. The same person, unwilling to fight back and only dodging, was misunderstood from the beginning to the end. Whether he had expected it or not, he was killed by the hands of his former best friend... It's too cruel, too cruel! ]
[Xize might have some difficulties... Wuwuwu, old thief, just kill me and stop sharpening your knife.]
At the same time, there are different voices:
[It’s definitely Gemini! It’s definitely Gemini!]
The phrase "two agents, one dead" alone is enough to prove they are two different people. Otherwise, how could the prophet mistakenly believe there were two? Clearly, they have the same qualifications and are both agents!
[That's why he said to Xia Zuo, "You won't understand my sadness." Xia Zuo lost a close friend, but he lost half of his body, a soul-to-soul "himself"!]
This also explains his actions. Christine is likely a dark character, emerging from seclusion because half of her body is dead. He admitted that these things were related to him, but Xia Zuo didn't explain what they were! Perhaps Christine meant that César's departure from the Eastwood Insane Prison was related to him?
Now I think he is not a villain.
Why can't he be a villain? Wouldn't it be more appealing if he were half dead and therefore crazier? If he were a single character, I really don't know how the author would explain it.
"Only I can kill my brother. What qualifications do you have to ask him to die for you?"
"Every time I look at you with a smile, I can't help but feel jealousy and murderous intent boiling over in my heart."
[Yes, that’s the smell from upstairs! Ahhhhhhhh, I can feel it! !]
【Write, here's a pen for you, write quickly!!】
The chaos in the real-life comics forums has not affected what is happening in the comics world.
Time still goes on as usual.
The dim sunlight gradually became darker, and the already dim sun seemed to have sensed something and slowly disappeared, leaving behind only a bleak orange glow.
The orange color reflected on the boy's hair, making his already red hair tips look like they were stained with blood, a red that was sad and glaring.
It seemed that some fluff from the flying white feathers fell into the brown-haired boy's eyes, making his eyes sore. Tears immediately fell and slid down the curve of his cheeks.
He fell to the ground helplessly.
In his hand was a white feather that was falling lightly, and nothing else.
He suddenly seemed to see another scene. At that time, he was also kneeling like this, unable to speak. He just stretched out his hands in vain, trying to grab something, but in the end he could only let them fall down powerlessly, allowing the fragments of the crystal of talent to cut his palms.
...Why?
Why does such a painful scene have to appear twice?
Why can you be so decisive and so straightforward - abandon me?
Suddenly, there was the sound of flapping wings beside me.
The brown-haired boy's golden eyes suddenly lit up, emitting a dazzling brilliance, and he turned around almost with his knees scraping the ground -
Saw the blonde Mol.
The smile that was about to rise froze, and the bright eyes went out.
His whole demeanor began to crumble.
The blonde girl didn't know how long she had been looking and what she had seen.
She just stared blankly at a white feather on the ground, folded her wings hastily, and took a few steps forward. Although there were no bumps or obstacles on the ground, her legs suddenly went weak and she fell to the ground.
A bleeding scrape suddenly appeared on the white elbow, which was particularly glaring. The red stain on the ground looked like a teardrop dripping down.
The girl supported herself on the ground with her hands, her head lowered deeply, her golden hair was covered with dust, and she seemed to have become completely gray.
Xia Zuo could only hear her broken sobs:
"Please don't abandon me, Your Majesty... I beg you..."
"Is it something that Mol did not do well..."
"...Your Majesty."
She suddenly fell silent.
Then he slowly raised his head, and his eyes, which were usually calm and gentle because of someone's presence, now looked particularly crazy and terrifying.
"Shazo Freeman."
In contrast to the emotion revealed in her eyes, she spoke the brown-haired boy's name very softly. This strange contrast was enough to give people goosebumps:
"It was you... who took His Majesty away from us..."
“It’s you!!!”
The blonde girl suddenly drew out her sword, fluttered her wings, and aimed the sharp side at the brown-haired boy's neck, slashing from top to bottom.
The brown-haired boy just knelt in the middle of Bai Yu, motionless.
The angel came down with the sword in hand, and the young man offered his neck to be killed. Anyone who saw this scene would feel inexplicably shocked.
——However, when the sword was only a few centimeters away from the brown-haired boy's neck, he moved.
He raised his hand and fiercely grasped the blade of the sword, the overwhelming force preventing it from moving even a little. The young man completely ignored the blood gushing from the wound on his palm, as if he felt nothing, and slowly raised his head.
The afterglow of the setting sun poured into his eyes, making his golden pupils appear to be tinged with blood.
His voice trembled, but his tone became more and more firm.
"I will bring him back...Moll."
"He's not dead—he must not be dead. I will figure this out, I will bring him back safely... He will come back, he will definitely..."
Apart from the boy's voice, there was silence all around.
After a long time, until the brown-haired boy could hardly feel the existence of the arm, the sword given to the girl by the black-haired prophet was suddenly lifted up and put back into the scabbard with a "clang".
Then the blonde girl turned and left without even looking at Xia Zuo.
…
…
Eastwood Prison for the Insane.
The golden light gathered at the highest level of the Tower of Babel and finally condensed into a human figure.
Sensing something, Ben rushed over and saw this scene.
His eyes showed shock and amazement, and he lowered his head respectfully with even greater respect.
"Master Crest."
——The contemporary traveler has collected enough power of faith and completed the final test before becoming the head of the family. He can choose to transform these beliefs and let their power bring him back to the prison.
Obviously, the young patriarch in front of him succeeded.
The dazzling golden light gradually dissipated, and the black-haired boy with his eyes closed slowly opened his eyes.
At this moment, apart from the clothes on his body, there was no trace of Christine in him.
However, the black-haired boy quickly instructed Ben, "Pick out a suitable outfit for me."
"Yes, Master."
A moment later.
The door was opened by a tall young man with long black hair tied up high, wearing a neat black suit with a waist belt and shoes of the same color as military boots.
There was no emotion in his misty blue eyes, as calm as the thick layer of ice on the Dead Sea in the area near the Northern Wilderness Ice Territory in the dead of winter.
The silver cross earrings reappeared on his earlobes, swaying slightly with his movements, reflecting the tall boy's hands as he slowly put on black leather gloves.
He took the cloak that Ban held out to him, buttoned it on his shoulders, and walked out.
Before leaving the tower, he casually put on a hat, turned slightly, and said to Ben calmly:
"Aren't you leaving?"
Ban, who was vaguely intimidated by the black-haired boy, finally came back to his senses and lowered his head deeply, calling out:
"...Yes, Warden."
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