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#455 Part 1: Brave heart

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The black mud has covered entirely Jannor Lund's church. 黑泥已经布满了亚诺尔隆德的教堂。 The sacred church only has the contamination now. 神圣的教堂如今只剩下污秽。 Untidy Govind by stone wall of church deep place, the black mud is tumbling under its body slantingly, the snake tail is only left over to connect part of waist also to expose outside. The grave Wang Jian's dark moon/month brilliance has gotten down dimly, the weapon pours in the one side, in a hand also brings the Changbai glove that the reveal is referring, but another was shaking in the hand of weapon, the glove does not know the trace, displacing is soul-stirring grasping marks. 衣衫不整的葛温德琳斜靠在教堂深处的石壁上,黑泥在它身下翻滚着,蛇尾只剩下连接着腰部的一部分还暴露在外面。墓王剑的暗月光辉早已黯淡下去,武器倒在一旁,一只手上还带着露指的长白手套,而另一只原本握着武器的手上,手套早已不知所踪,取而代之的则是一道道惊心动魄的抓痕。 But compared with soul chewed pain, almost inserts the ache of palm to be on the contrary happy like the flower fragrance the finger. 但与灵魂被嘴嚼的痛苦相比,几乎将手指嵌入掌心的疼痛反倒如花香般甜蜜。 Cold. 寒冷。 The white gauze clothes had been contaminated by the black mud, such as armor heavy drooping in chest front. 洁白的纱衣早已被黑泥沾染,如盔甲般沉重的耷拉在胸前。 Govind feels cold, cold, wants to spit like Human, the severe pain in the nerve transmitting makes all in within the body twist, convulsion. 葛温德琳感到寒冷,冷,像人类一样想吐,神经中传来的剧痛让体内的一切都在扭曲着、痉挛着。 The ache appeared again, is worrying its internal organs and temples, just like the innumerable insects to appear in its eye and ear, as well as its top of the head, is worrying every inchs the nerve crazily, put in the hot oil of tumbling probably, in hot water that or boils. 疼痛再次出现了,撕咬着它的内脏和太阳穴,犹如无数只虫子出现在它的眼睛和耳朵里,以及它的头顶,疯狂的撕咬着每一寸神经,又好像被放入翻滚的热油中,或者沸腾的热水里。 But it had not screamed. It knows the scream to be able the slow light pain, but it has not said. It opens mouth, the good-looking chin as if twists because of the ache, the pain has made some bodies fall into numbly, tip of tongue unconsciousness from opening in the small mouth droops. 但它没有尖叫。它知道尖叫能缓轻痛苦,但它没有叫出来。它只是张开嘴,俊俏的下巴似乎因疼痛而扭曲,痛苦已经让一部分身体陷入麻木,舌尖无意识的从张开的小嘴中耷拉出来。 The feed that has not called out in grief is incomplete. 没有悲鸣的进食不完整。 Elle Dregge slowed down to swallow the speed. 艾尔德里奇放缓了吞噬速度。 So perfect food, cannot waste, must to pursue and food equal perfect ideal condition. 如此完美的食物,绝不可以浪费,应当以追求与食物相等的完美意境。 The deep and quiet saint has the own feed idea, and hopes that shares with others. With follower, with swallowed food. 幽邃圣者有着自己的进食理念,并希望与他人分享。无论是与信徒,还是与正在被吞噬的食物。 Little is swallowing, crushing. The black mud along another snake tail upward spread, in the surrounding black mud as if there is innumerable worms to tear and bite carefully is falling into the body in black mud, Govind twitches slightly, in the throat sent out a dull thumping sound. 一点点的吞噬着,粉碎着。黑泥沿着另一条蛇尾向上蔓延,周围的黑泥中似乎有着无数的蠕虫正细细的撕咬着陷入黑泥中的身体,葛温德琳微微抽搐了一下,喉咙里发出一声闷响。 Each time, it as if must pass dizzily, but each time, it will sober in saccadic twitching, Elle Dregge does not know that has swallowed many souls, he knows should how when swallows the victim to bring many enjoyments for oneself. 每一次,它似乎都要晕眩过去,但每一次,它都会在一阵痉挛性的抽搐中清醒过来,艾尔德里奇不知吞噬过多少灵魂,他知道该如何在吞噬受害者的时候为自己带来更多的享受。 The familiar cathedral becomes strange and soft, mud and darkness. The eye under Govind head ornaments slightly flood white, it shivers is biting the out-of-control tongue, keeps sober by oneself. Its eye straight is looking at the above, is looking at the peak in cathedral, as if must see outside sky across stone withstand/top. 熟悉的大教堂变得离奇、柔软、泥泞、黑暗。葛温德琳头饰下的眼睛微微泛白,它颤抖着咬住已经失去控制的舌头,让自己保持清醒。它的眼睛直直的望着上方,望着大教堂的顶端,仿佛要穿过石顶看到外面的天空。 The ache seems to have become all that in the world only remains. 疼痛似乎已经成为了世界上仅剩的一切。 Govind is silent, it has not sent out any a wee bit moan and calling out in grief. 葛温德琳沉默着,它没有发出任何一丁点的呻吟与悲鸣。 The Elle Dregge's voice and pain enter the soul equally. 艾尔德里奇的声音与痛苦一样直入灵魂。 You are waiting for anything. 你在等待着什么。 You are anticipating anything. 你在期待着什么。 You think that some people will save you. 你以为会有人来拯救你。 I am tasting your soul, your thought. 我在品尝着你的灵魂,你的思想。 That does hide from the pale girl in picture scroll? Man who is carrying the golden ring? 那个躲在画卷中的苍白女孩？还是一个携带着金色戒指的男人？ If lost the hope, I can taste to calling out in grief. 如果失去了希望,我就能品尝到悲鸣了吧。 The black mud starts the fierce tumbling suddenly, the fuzzy line of sight is moving, Govind felt that has anything to draw in the own snake tail, was attracted to inside by anything. 黑泥忽然开始剧烈的翻滚,模糊的视线正在移动,葛温德琳感到有什么东西正将自己的蛇尾收拢,然后被什么东西向里面吸进去。 The ache and soul tear injury on physical body mixed in the same place, the so not real feeling made Govind feel absent-minded, its soul seemed separated, it is looking at himself, the snake tail tumbled black mud of lower part drew in hides in giant worm, started to be extruded, grinds. 肉体上的疼痛与灵魂撕裂般的伤害混杂在一起,如此不真实的感觉令葛温德琳感到一阵恍惚,它的灵魂仿佛脱离了,它正看着自己,下半身的蛇尾被翻滚的黑泥拖入躲藏在其中的巨大蠕虫中,开始被挤压,碾碎。 . 啪的一声。 The body falls to the mire. 身体滑落到泥潭中。 The thigh had been embezzled, the remaining bodies are not enough to depend on the wall. 腿部已经被吞没,剩下的身体不足以靠在墙上。
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