Chapter 505
Nefertari Cobra in the sky still has a breath left. He is now paralyzed in his daughter's arms, unable to take on the responsibility of a father to protect his daughter from the wind and rain. The content of the historical text was also known by the Heart-Enlightened Ghost. Countless civilians were killed and injured, which made this kind king feel very guilty.
Princess Weiwei already knew in her heart that she would not be able to walk out of the mausoleum alive today, and she might die with her father. It was a rare comfort that she was not alone on the way to the bottom.
Whether Hades would fall into the hands of others and whether he would be used to coerce civilians on the sea, a dying person could not think so much. When a person dies, it is all over. There is nothing to linger on in this world, and it is impossible to interfere. Not everyone has the good luck of Brook. It is not easy to get out of the gate of Hades once you enter.
"Is this father and daughter still useful to Lord Naraku? If not, let me eat it!"
The nearly ten-meter-tall Wuxingui has only reached the limit of her desire for human flesh and blood. She likes to eat women with tender skin and flesh. Only the old bones of Nefertari Cobra can barely satisfy her.
Rengoku Kyojuro, who has transformed into a demon, blocked Princess Vivi and her daughter without the order of Naraku's master, and resisted his colleagues: "First come, first served, they are my prey. If you want to eat people, go outside and find them yourself."
"What kind of person is not a demon? I can see your little thoughts at a glance."
Wuxingui's ability to read people's hearts is really too super, but it rarely uses it on its master. What exactly is Rengoku Kyojuro, the former navy, thinking? It can see clearly what he is thinking by just looking at his brain.
Moreover, the status of Naraku's clone is definitely higher than that of the demon transformed by Rengoku Kyojuro. Wuxingui is Rengoku Kyojuro's superior. He really deserves to be punished for daring to stand up for humans.
Just as Wu Xin Gui was about to attack, Lord Naraku's next move interrupted the dispute between the two demons and diverted attention from human flesh and blood.
Naraku stood quietly in front of the historical text at this time. His eyes were attracted by the stone engraved with words. He slowly raised his hand and gently stroked the surface of the stone, as if he could feel the traces left by the years on it.
The words on the stone were densely packed, like an ancient code, recording the history of thousands of years ago, as if every mark was a story, and every character was a memory. Naraku's fingers slid on the stone, feeling the glory and vicissitudes of the past.
His eyes became deep and focused, as if he had traveled through time and space back to thousands of years ago. He saw the lives of ancient people, the rise and fall of wars and civilizations. These fragments of history flashed before his eyes, giving him a deeper understanding of the past.
As the touch continued, Naraku seemed to have established a wonderful connection with history. He seemed to hear the whispers of the years and feel the flow of time. This stone witnessed countless people and events. It is a witness to history and a guardian of time.
A feeling of awe surged in Naraku's heart, awe of history and awe of time. He realized that no matter how great things are, they will eventually be eroded by time. Only history will be passed down forever. This stone is the messenger of history. It will pass the past to the future, allowing future generations to glimpse the wisdom and courage of their predecessors.
What a glorious era it was a thousand years ago, but with the passage of time, only these stones are left. No matter how long it has been, humans have not changed. Only by engraving words on stones can they be preserved as much as possible.
"It's a pity to leave the historical text here. Only when all 30 pieces of historical text are gathered together can it play a role beyond the written record."
In full view of the public, countless tentacles emerged from Naraku's body from behind, engulfing the historical text in front of him and storing it in the body of the great demon. This is to facilitate carrying and save time on the subsequent journey.
The fragile Princess Vivi hugged her father. As a daughter, she knew that her father's time was running out. Tears fell on Nefertari Cobra's face. Such a normal action actually awakened the king's consciousness on the spiritual level and allowed him to enter the last moment of life.
"Father, you are awake. You almost didn't breathe just now. I thought you were going to leave me completely."
Nefertari Cobra, who was in the last moment of life, raised his hand and touched his daughter's face for the last time with a loving look in his eyes. He felt infinite reluctance and guilt for Vivi in his heart. If his daughter could be born in an ordinary family, perhaps there would be no such disaster today.
Before he died, the king of Alabasta had to figure out some things. He didn't want toDie in confusion. The Nefertari King passed down from generation to generation, and there are many missing information. Nefertari Cobra wants to be a ghost who knows.
"You took the historical text with the information about Hades. This should not be the first time you have obtained the historical text. The historical text was made by humans. What use is there for you monsters to take it? The history of thousands of years ago is also the history of our human beings."
What Nefertari Cobra said is absolutely right. If we put aside prejudice, the historical text is indeed a masterpiece of human crafts. It has been preserved intact for thousands of years. This has surpassed the dimension of artistic value and risen to historical value.
"The historical text is useless to other races. There is a reason why the human race has been prosperous on the sea for a long time. But before I became like this, I was also a member of the human race, and you corrupt people in power are not worthy of such a treasure."
After Naraku belittled Nefertari Cobra, he lost interest in this male human. He just hinted at Wu Xingui with his eyes, and the clone understood what the master meant.
"What are you doing? Let him go, let my father go."
The demon appeared in front of him with a hideous face. Princess Weiwei could not match Wu Xingui's strength. It dragged her relatives away mercilessly. The demon opened its bloody mouth and directly bit Nefertari Cobra's body, enjoying this cruel feast to its heart's content.
Blood gushed out from the corner of its mouth and splashed in the air, like blood flowers blooming in the air, and the splashing blood dyed the girl's face red. Her beauty became distorted and terrible in this bloody scene.
Princess Weiwei's eyes were filled with despair and fear. Tears mixed with blood flowed down her cheeks. She and Rengoku Kyojuro could do nothing. The weak were only food for the strong in their ecological niche.
