Pirate's Infinite Wings

"Congratulations, knight."

The voice from the temple has no emotional fluctuations, as if it were a set program.

Fang Lang knew that this was illusion, this was magic.

He finally walked to the top of the stairs and saw the whole temple at a glance. No, it was not a temple, but a small wooden house by the lake.

Turning around and looking at it, the wide and long stairs before were only small stone roads in the countryside.

"It's another place. This illusion is a bit too powerful. It suddenly changed. Even I couldn't notice the process of change. It's a super magic." Fang Lang whispered to himself, "Unfortunately, my current practice of magic is too low. Enough understanding, otherwise just seeing this "illusion myth" can make me go further."

An old voice came from ahead, "What are you worried about, young knight."

Fang Lang raised his eyebrows and walked gently. Next to the hut by the lake, an old man was sitting on a small wooden bench fishing.

"New assessment?" Fang Lang thought, walking slowly, and said loudly: "Old man, how many assessments are there?"

Before starting the assessment of the Paladin, the high priest said that there were eight points, each with ten points, a total of eighty points. Fang Lang had no doubt before, but now he has doubts.

Especially after experiencing the previous examination of the temple, Fang Lang can almost be sure that this paladin examination is definitely not eight, no, to be precise, not eight times.

"The first test of the myth of illusion, the spirit and will, test the potential power of the knight. The second test of the temple, the test is the analysis and insight of the knight, as well as the persistence and disposition of the knight's way, change it to an ordinary person, in the illusion Lost for ten years, the moment I wake up, I am afraid I will go crazy, and even willing to indulge in fantasy." Fang Lang said calmly.

Ten years, for the average person, is one-eighth of his life, which is already very satisfying, but in the end I will tell you that it is false, and there is not enough psychological endurance to pass that test.

In other words, the steps of the temple did not intend to let people go up, but to force the knight to feel his own powerlessness and blend into the illusion under the washing of the event.

"What are you talking about, I don't understand a word." The old fishing man held the fishing rod and said lightly: "Young knight, if you are bored, you might as well come fishing."

"This is the third test, a test of patience?" Fang Lang thought of this for the first time, and then shook his head, "Okay, I am idle anyway, where is the fishing rod?"

"This."

Fang Lang walked to the old man, the fishing rod and small wooden stool appeared automatically, Fang Lang was not surprised, picked up his things, and started fishing.

"Hook without bait, are you playing?" The old man frowned.

"Nothing, just idle." Fang Lang chuckled and said: "Old man, how do you know that I am a knight?"

"Nothing, just guess."

Fang Lang shook his head and laughed, "I know why you know I am a knight."

This sentence is very convoluted, but the old man still understands it.

"I just passed the temple test, and there was a holy light on my body. Although it has faded now, if you look closely, you can still find it." Fang Lang shrugged, "Entering this illusion, my previous strength disappears and my body It has also become indistinguishable from ordinary people. In other words, this holy light is not my magic, but the blessing of the temple."

"Hmm...what are you talking about?" The old man was puzzled.

"Old man, how long have you been fishing here?" Fang Lang asked.

"ten years."

"What a coincidence."

"What are you talking about?" The old man repeated the previous words again.

"Nothing." Fang Lang sighed, "Illusory Myth is very powerful. This is the first time I have seen such a powerful illusion. However, after seeing you, I understand that it is not the Myth of Fantasy that is powerful, but I am powerful. , Old man?"

"What are you talking about?" The old man was still puzzled.

Fang Lang looked sideways, facing the old man. The old man's face was very familiar, and he was his former physical master.

"Old man, do you know who you are?"

"who am I?"

"You are the marshal of the navy."

"marshal."

"Well, the nickname is the Warring States Period of Buddha." Fang Lang recalled, "You used to drive the One Piece into a desperate situation, and then put the Great Pirate Golden Lion in the Deep Sea Prison, and later... died in my hands. ."

"Dead? Such a powerful person?" the old man asked.

"Well, because I'm better." Fang Lang shook his head, "I have killed many people. I killed many people without intent to kill, accidentally wounded, massacred, and all kinds of killings. My hands were stained with blood, but There has never been a trace of fear or regret. The only person has always made me hard to let go."

"Warring States Marshal?"

"Yes. At that time, I was young and vigorous and made many mistakes. This is the only one that I still can't forget." Fang Lang recalled the scene when he killed his master, "Do you hate me?"

"hate?"

"No need to answer, I know that the stand is different and there is no room for conversation." Fang Lang sighed, "But since you appear in this illusion, to be precise, it is the illusion myth that matches my memory and simulates this. One assessment, then, there is only one thing I can do."

"What are you going to do?" The old man looked at Fang Lang with a plain expression.

Fang Lang dropped the fishing rod, slowly got up from the small wooden stool, faced the old man, bowed his head slightly, "Sorry, Master."

"Wrong." The old man shook his head.

"Huh? Ah, it is indeed wrong. I am not a pirate now, I am a knight." Fang Lang smiled freely, clenched his right hand and pressed his fist to his left chest, and said solemnly: "I killed you, it was my fault. , I apologize to you, if there is hell, after I die, I will climb from hell to heaven and drink three cups with the master."

As soon as the words came out, the old man nodded, his body turned into a little light, and disappeared with the wind.

Fang Lang looked calm, watching the memory fade away, and the surrounding scenery also changed.

The small lake, the wooden house, and the fish basket dispersed a little bit, and the sacred light appeared again.

Fang Lang didn't move, but stood still until the change stopped.

"This time, is it inside the temple?" Fang Lang raised his head and saw the inside of the temple and the golden knight idol that was so high.

A voice came from the idol, "Congratulations, knight." ..