This is the first time that Rogge facing praying letter/believes, regarding is higher than own existence like this, he made fully the preparation, oneself can have a card in a hand, the opposite party also had certainly, and under the disparity of step position, what who not clear tactical situation will turn into. 这是伯洛戈第一次面对祷信者,对于这样高于自己的存在,他做足了准备,自己能有所底牌,对方也一定有,并且在阶位的差距下,谁也不清楚战况会变成什么样。 Therefore from the beginning Rogge knows, oneself only has opportunity a time, either the severe wound and even kills Thorndike, either hides the point, cannot cause his vigilance absolutely. 因此从一开始伯洛戈就知道,自己只有一次的机会,要么重伤乃至杀死桑代克,要么就把锋芒藏起来,绝对不能引起他的警惕。 The command of slough is the troublesome secret energy, Thorndike simply like having a food corpse ghost army, under dense fog that in the fog secret sword creates, these suture the food corpse ghost of limbs just like guarding the imperial palace same are protecting him. 腐肉之令是个麻烦的秘能,桑代克简直就像拥有着一支食尸鬼军队,在雾隐秘剑创造的迷雾下,这些缝合肢体的食尸鬼宛如禁卫一样保护着他。 If trades to be Durning here, his secret can be useless, Durning's line of sight cannot detect Thorndike, but the glow light blade in his hand is different. 如果换做柯德宁在这里,他的秘能毫无用处,柯德宁的视线根本察觉不到桑代克,可他手中的芒光刃不同。 Since has become sublimation, this is Rogge meets the kill capability strongest gold metallurgy to arm, its ether consumption is also quite astonishing. 成为凝华者以来,这是伯洛戈遇到杀伤能力最强的炼金武装了,其以太消耗量也极为惊人。 In sublimation and praying letter/believes the fight , the glow light blade is only one can play the key role the gold metallurgy weapon, so long as hit appropriate spot, even if will be praying letter/believes is also killed by it. 在凝华者与祷信者的战斗中,芒光刃是唯一一件能起到关键性作用的炼金武器,只要命中恰当的部位,哪怕是祷信者也会被其杀死。 Between he and Thorndike has the step position disparity, but this is unable to make up. 他与桑代克之间有着阶位差距,但这并非无法弥补。 The billowing flowing light releases from the hand, Thorndike thinks that pouncing upon suddenly of that silver lion then struck finally, may in fact be the deceptive attack, the present ether sword is genuine fatal strikes. 滚滚的流光自手中释放,桑代克以为那银狮子的猛扑便是最后一击了,可实际上是佯攻,眼下的以太剑才是真正的致命一击。 Burnt the shed life of soul fragments to strike. 燃烧了灵魂碎屑的舍命一击。 The pure ether impact tires of the iron paint, the jet black material starts to melt under the tyrannical ether, Thorndike wields secret sword, but secret sword the sword blade is held by Rogge stubbornly, even if this cut his palm, cuts into the bone. 纯粹的以太冲击厌铁漆,漆黑的物质在暴虐的以太下开始消融,桑代克挥动秘剑,可秘剑的剑刃早已被伯洛戈死死抓住,哪怕这割伤了他的手掌,切入骨头。 The death fear is attacking Thorndike, he already very long not faced with such near feared, so long as in the past he hid in the hidden place, awaiting calmly the ghosts ended the fight to be good, but died today finally found him from the shadow. 死亡的恐惧冲击着桑代克,他已经很久没有面临如此之近的恐惧了,以往他只要躲在暗处,静候鬼影们结束战斗就好,可今天死亡终于从阴影里找到了他。 How he studies has processed the opposite party to stress the style of sword, but fear that fears flurriedly with batters in the heart, understood the meaning in Rogge words until this time Thorndike. 他学过如何处理对方抓剑的招式,但恐惧与慌乱在心底横冲直撞,直到这时桑代克才明白伯洛戈话语里的意思。 Thorndike such heart, has not faced directly the heart of death.. 桑代克没有那样的心,直面死亡的心。。 Coward who feared the death, how can also defeat the bravo? 惧怕死亡的胆小鬼,又怎么能战胜亡命徒呢？ „Your this lunatic!” “你这个疯子！” Thorndike gets angry exclaims, extends another hand to hold the ether sword, even if the tyrannical ether tears covered with blood his palm. 桑代克怒吼道,伸出另一只手抓住以太剑,哪怕暴虐的以太将他的手掌撕扯得血肉模糊。 Rogge is laughing the response, Thorndike's mind placed completely at present, he does not even have the ample force to control control, they like the audience, stand and wait for a long time in the heavy rain, watches critically this final death to fight. 伯洛戈大笑着回应,桑代克的心神完全放在了眼前,他甚至没有余力去操控支配物们,它们就像观众般,伫立于大雨中,冷眼旁观着这最后的死斗。 The only ether was baked, the glow dissipation of ether sword, got made the short-sword, but that tired on the iron paint to be fired a hole, its under has the bright red flesh. 仅有的以太被烧干了,以太剑的辉光消散,重新变作了短剑,但那厌铁漆上早已被灼烧出了一个孔洞,其下有着鲜红的血肉。 Thorndike's hand then held the short-sword, he and Rogge test of strength, the sword point submerges in the body along the hole slightly. 桑代克的手进而抓住了短剑,他与伯洛戈角力,剑尖沿着孔洞微微没入身体里。 Rogge bellowed at this time suddenly, he like not being able to feel painfully, secret sword the sword penetrated the palm sharp, Rogge went against run Thorndike actually. 伯洛戈在这时突然大吼,他就像感受不到痛苦般,秘剑的剑尖穿透了手掌,伯洛戈硬是将桑代克顶着跑了起来。 The ghosts know that actually this fellow also has how many physical strengths, the one who makes Thorndike unable to master, the goal of order bureau has been achieved, they successfully blocked the cargo, why can also compete with? 鬼知道这个家伙究竟还有着多少的体力,更让桑代克搞不懂的是,秩序局的目的已经达到了,他们成功地拦住了货物,又为什么要和自己较劲呢？ Catches itself? That also establishes in the situation that one's own side survives, now Rogge iron core must branch out a life and death with, actually he cannot even master this damn bravo where to come. 捕获自己？那也是建立在己方存活的情况下,现在伯洛戈是铁了心要和自己分出一个生死,他甚至搞不懂这個该死的亡命徒究竟是从哪里来的。 The back hit ruthlessly on the guard rail of stone bridge, Thorndike half body searched, getting down conveniently was the profound valley. 后背狠狠地撞在了石桥的护栏上,桑代克半个身子都探了出去,下方便是幽深的谷底。 Rogge loosened secret sword, the dripping with blood palm made a fist, such as the iron hammer pounded fiercely is grasping to hold the hand of short-sword, tried to pound Thorndike's body the short-sword. 伯洛戈松开了秘剑,鲜血淋漓的手掌握拳,如铁锤般猛砸着握持短剑的手,试着将短剑砸进桑代克的身体。 Every one strikes the parapet in hollowly, to shiver from now on, as if after next strikes , will then collapse thoroughly, making two people crash into the valley. 每一击过后栏杆都在凹陷、颤抖,仿佛下一击后便会彻底崩溃,令两人坠入谷底。 „We will die!” “我们都会死的！” Thorndike screamed, wields the sword blade carelessly, but two people depend was too near, secret Jianzhi can cut to strike Rogge's back unceasingly, scratches bloody openings. 桑代克尖叫,胡乱地挥起剑刃,可两人靠的太近了,秘剑只能不断地斩击伯洛戈的后背,划出一道道血淋淋的口子。 „Everyone will die, nothing but when is.” “每个人都会死,无非是什么时候而已。” Rogge shouted loudly, like the despondent philosopher. 伯洛戈高呼了起来,就像名抑郁的哲学家。 Last fist falls, the short-sword pū gave a tongue-lashing jabbed into Thorndike's body, he also grabbed the short-sword stubbornly, thinks oneself can block, later Rogge loosened the hand, let loose Thorndike. 最后一拳落下,短剑噗呲地刺进了桑代克的身体里,他还死死地抓着短剑,以为自己能挡住,随后伯洛戈松开了手,放开了桑代克。 Thorndike depends on the parapet, to lean on secret sword, did not drop down by oneself diligently, he thought that Rogge was also the thorough strength used certainly up, moreover this short-sword punctured mistakenly the direction in the battle, cannot pierce own heart. 桑代克靠着栏杆、拄着秘剑,努力不让自己倒下,他觉得伯洛戈一定也是彻底力竭了,而且这短剑在争斗中刺错了方向,没能刺穿自己的心脏。 Is listening respectfully to the sound of footsteps of retreat, he thinks, this fellow also to realize this way, will be only mutually wounded. 聆听着退去的脚步声,他想、这家伙也意识到这样下去,只会两败俱伤。 Thorndike just wants to ridicule the sound of footsteps that Rogge that false making an all-out effort, may retreat becomes rapid, and is getting more and more near. 桑代克正想嘲笑伯洛戈那股虚假的狠劲,可退去的脚步声变得急促起来,并且越来越近。 Rogge approach, flies to kick, trampled fiercely hit the exposed sword hilt outside, the entire sword hilt submerged in the body completely, the chest was trampled the concave, sharp sword point punctures from the back by Rogge, stubbornly spike in the back parapet. 伯洛戈助跑、飞踢,一记猛踹命中了裸露在外的剑柄,整个剑柄完全没入了躯体内,胸口被伯洛戈踹凹,锋利的剑尖从后背刺出,死死地钉入背后的栏杆里。 Thorndike vomits the big mouth blood, but the appearance that form that tramples fiercely takes off/escapes the strength, throws down in the slippery ground funnily. 桑代克呕出大口的鲜血,而那个猛踹的身影则一副脱力的模样,在湿滑的地面上滑稽地摔倒。 „Why? Can your lunatic, why achieve this?” “为什么？你这个疯子,为什么要做到这一步呢？” Thorndike is coughing up blood, he cannot comprehend the power where Rogge comes, as well as that does not die continuous making an all-out effort. 桑代克咳着血,他搞不懂伯洛戈哪来的动力,以及那股不死不休的狠劲。 All are so bewildered, walked like you on the road is nipped by the dog suddenly, and this damn wicked dog accidentally/surprisingly rigid, he not only wants to nip the next meat from you, but also wants to take advantage of opportunity to bite through your throat. 一切都是如此莫名其妙,就像你走在路上突然被狗咬了一样,并且这头该死的恶犬意外地执着,他不仅想从你身上咬下一块肉,还想顺势咬穿你的喉咙。 Just like penalty that some type arrives at suddenly, he came absurdly, regardless of you asked anything, he was silent, but ice-cold gave you to adjudicate. 宛如某种突然降临的惩罚,他就这么荒唐地来了,无论你问什么,他都沉默不语,只是冰冷地予以你裁决。 „You said that I was a lunatic, the lunatic worked, but also needed the reason?” “你都说我是疯子了,疯子做什么事,还需要理由吗？” Rogge crawled from the water distressedly, the step staggering, he is the spent force, the ether burninged out, the soul fragments also released up, the whole body seems shouldering thousand jin (0.5 kg), every step was so difficult. 伯洛戈狼狈地从积水里爬了起来,步伐踉踉跄跄,他已经是强弩之末了,以太烧尽了,灵魂碎屑也释放光了,浑身仿佛背负着千斤重,每一步都是如此艰难。 Now he thought that oneself like the block firewood, burns unceasingly, burns unceasingly, when must extinguish finally, makes an effort to ignite these permits sparks, like to the autohypnosis, you can also reburn one...... 现在他觉得自己就像块柴薪,不断地燃烧、不断地燃烧,终要熄灭时,又用力地引燃那些许的星火,如同对自己催眠一样,你还能再烧一阵…… Difficult that more step combat Rogge imagines, possibly was he killed too many people tonight, then when he made a sound from the midnight bell starts to battle, has cut almost daybreak, was from Ou Bosi the east road continuously chopper west road, politely calling Ou Bosi cut the king is also insufficient. 越阶作战比伯洛戈想象的要难,也可能是他今夜杀了太多人,他从午夜钟响时便开始作战,一直砍到了几近破晓的时分,也算是从欧泊斯的东路一直砍刀西路了,尊称一句欧泊斯砍王也不足为过。 Thinks of this, Rogge also smiled nervously. 想到这,伯洛戈还神经质地笑了起来。 If oneself are by the most flourishing condition facing Thorndike, perhaps several rounds can butcher him...... to consider as finished, butchers him not to miss many in any case now. 如果自己是以全盛状态面对桑代克,说不定几个回合就能宰了他……算了,反正现在宰了他也没差多少。 Rogge approaches step by step, Thorndike looks at the body of this creakying, he will be similar the next second to drop down dead, but he was full of the strength, can give itself dead momentarily. 伯洛戈一步步地靠近,桑代克看着这具摇摇欲坠的身体,他仿佛下一秒就会倒下死去,但他又充满了力量,随时能给予自己死亡。 Powerful and frail, two contradictory glossaries such and had Rogge's body. 强大与脆弱,两个矛盾的词汇就这么并存在了伯洛戈的身上。 Thorndike tries to transfer the secret energy, but the severe pain, exhausted and fears, the innumerable negativity is invading him, do not say that he also by unbearable that Rogge consumes. 桑代克试着调动秘能,可剧痛、疲惫、恐惧,数不清的负面情绪侵扰着他,更不要说他也被伯洛戈消耗的够呛。 The tendency of command of slough for „extravagant obtuse”, he can actuate the innumerable food corpse ghost, for this reason must undertake the great quantity ether consumption. 腐肉之令的倾向为“阔钝”,他能驱动数不清的食尸鬼,为此也要承担巨量的以太消耗。 All around food corpse ghost and ghost started the slow movement, under the severe wound Thorndike's control was also slower. 四周的食尸鬼与鬼影开始了缓慢的移动,重伤之下桑代克的操控也迟钝了许多。 So long as snatches before Rogge, so long as snatches before him...... 只要抢在伯洛戈之前,只要抢在他之前…… Thorndike struggled to stand, the short-sword passed through his chest at this time completely, he can only cover the wound to escape toward the food corpse ghosts. 桑代克挣扎着站了起来,短剑这时完全贯穿了他的胸口,他只能捂住伤口朝着食尸鬼们逃去。 The sudden severe pain hit hard Thorndike's ankle area, making him fall in the water, a sheep's horn hammer fell on the side later, turn head looked, Rogge is maintaining the movement of throwing, then stride. 突然的剧痛重击了桑代克的脚踝,使他摔进了水泊里,一把羊角锤随后落在身旁,回头看去,伯洛戈保持着投掷的动作,然后大步而来。 When Thorndike leans on the sword is standing, the jet black form blocked from Thorndike, he raised the head, in the shadow only sees a pair of azure eye pupil. 当桑代克拄着剑站起来时,漆黑的身影遮住了桑代克,他抬起头,阴影中只看到一双青色的眼眸。 valley Xu 谷許 Before Rogge remembered, has seen the barbarian image that the movie, in the present plot and movie develop, a killer kills another killer. 伯洛戈想起了之前看到过的电影,现在的剧情和电影里演的蛮像的,一个杀手杀死另一个杀手。 Finally must finish, but Rogge always felt that difference anything...... were right. 终于要结束了,但伯洛戈总感觉差些什么……对了。 Brutal , the cold blood manifesto, the court executes the criminal is this, read aloud his crime loudly, then touched off the trigger. 一段残酷的、冷血的宣言,法庭处死犯人时都是这样的,高声朗读他的罪行,然后扣动扳机。 „When I carry out the action of that justice, I then am the angel in her mouth.” “当我执行那公义之举时,我便是她口中的天使。” Rogge was saying tore off the necklace on neck, he grasps the cross in the palm, necklace place windings is referring to conducting the back, just like refers to the tiger. 伯洛戈说着扯下了脖子上的项链,他将十字架握在手心,项链一圈圈地缠绕在指背上,宛如一把指虎。 „In my hand...... is that hot sword.” “我手中的……便是那火剑。” Rogge thought that oneself fist must burn, the hot sword of disciplinary punishment in hand, Rogge, so long as wields well. 伯洛戈觉得自己的拳头都要燃烧起来,惩戒的火剑就在手中,伯洛戈只要挥动就好。 All around hears close to the sound of footsteps, eats the corpse ghosts to stretch out the canine sharp claws, it is a pity that the ruling, no one has been able to change his will, therefore Rogge angrily roars to wield the heavy blows. 四周传来靠近的脚步声,食尸鬼们伸出尖牙利爪,遗憾的是,判决已下,没有人能更改他的意志,所以伯洛戈怒吼着挥起重拳。 „I am the axiom!” “我是公理！” Thorndike wields a sword to cut to Rogge, but the present is not the sword technique showdown, but is fighting hand-to-hand of street, Rogge advanced Thorndike in bosom, a fast fist pounded on the elbow joint. 桑代克挥剑砍向伯洛戈,但眼下并非剑术对决,而是街头的肉搏,伯洛戈突进了桑代克的里怀,迅捷的一拳砸在了肘关节上。 „I am the iron rule!” “我是铁律！” The severe pain China , Peru swords let go, Rogge lifts the foot then to trample Thorndike's knee fiercely, he tramples at the same time but actually, the skeleton hears a tooth sour sound, the counter- tune becomes the strange angle, the ghosts puncture the sharp sword, passed through Rogge's body, but this was unable to prevent him. 剧痛中秘剑脱手,伯洛戈抬脚便猛踹桑代克的膝盖,将他踹倒的同时,骨骼传来一阵牙酸声,反曲成诡异的角度,鬼影们刺出利剑,贯穿了伯洛戈的身体,可这已经无法阻止他了。 On the mouth is speaking the angry aggressive statement, but Rogge's the villain in act actually likely street, right, wants also right, now he to be the villain angel that in the story said that in fist that he brandishes unceasingly, is grasping the hot sword of cross. 嘴上说着愤怒的狠话,但伯洛戈的行径却像个街头的恶棍,对,这么想也没错,现在他就是故事里所说的恶棍天使,他不断挥舞的拳头里,握着十字的火剑。 A Rogge fist then fist, first breaks by smashing with stone the eyebrow bone, was the shivering bridge of the nose, the blood turns round to suffuse Thorndike's line of sight, quick eyeball also in heavy blows inferior fovea shrivelled. 伯洛戈一拳接着一拳,先是砸断眉骨,然后是敲碎鼻梁,鲜血覆盖满了桑代克的视线,很快眼球也在重拳下凹瘪了下去。 Thorndike is also trying the resistance, holds up the double fist to counterattack, but Rogge he is quick and suppresses compared with him, the palm was passed through by the sword obviously, but he can still get hold of like the iron slab. 桑代克还试着反抗,举起双拳还击,但伯洛戈比他快、更比他狠,明明手掌都被剑贯穿了,但他仍能握紧如铁块。 Pounds unceasingly fiercely, like holding up the big stone, pounding down, lifts, pounds down and lifts...... does not have anything to be graceful and dignified, some most primitive and bloodiest violence, only then this can vent that deepest and most blazing anger. 不断地猛砸,如同举起大石,砸下、抬起、砸下、抬起……不存在什么优雅与体面,有的只是最原始、最血腥的暴力,也只有这样才能发泄那最深与最炽热的怒火。 Angry later Rogge laughed extremely unexpectedly, the passing recollection brushed past along with the violent storm. 极怒之后伯洛戈居然大笑了起来,过往的回忆伴随着狂风暴雨擦肩而过。 „Why are you one happy shouting what...... Halleluyah? What is this?” Lies down in the gloomy jungle, Rogge is asking to Adele. “你为什么一高兴就在喊什么……哈利路亚？这是什么意思？”躺在阴森的密林里,伯洛戈对着身旁的阿黛尔问道。 Adele kneels side Rogge, for the wound changes the medicine at the same time, she answered. 阿黛尔跪在伯洛戈身旁,为伤口换药的同时,她解释道。 „This is the meaning of praise, when you were happy when can shout these words, praised these to make your happy matter, praised this happy world.” “这是赞美的意思,当你高兴时就可以喊这句话,赞美那些令你高兴的事,赞美这个美好的世界。” She was saying puts out a hand to clean to turn around on cold sweat for Rogge, she heats the Judo, „for example now, we are also living, at this time was very suitable to speak the praise words.” 她说着伸出手替伯洛戈擦拭掉头上的冷汗,她温柔道,“比如现在,我们还活着,这时候就很适合说些赞美的话了。” „Halleluyah?” “哈利路亚？” „Right, Halleluyah!” The Adele tone is pleasantly surprised, „we are also living! Halleluyah!” “对,哈利路亚！”阿黛尔语气惊喜,“我们还活着！哈利路亚！” Rogge studied that time Adele's words, both hands is working on Thorndike's head, is laughing to say to the face of covered with blood. 伯洛戈学着那时阿黛尔的话,双手抓起桑代克的头颅,对着血肉模糊的脸庞大笑道。 „Friend! Smiles! This is a time that is worth cheering!” “朋友！笑一笑！这是个值得欢呼的时刻！” „Halleluyah!” “哈利路亚！” Rogge is praising loudly, the blending of fist and in blood, he felt has never had carefree dripping, the violent storm roared in all around, as if the group demon angrily roared, but brought the elusive timbre, probably the choir is reciting in a soft voice. 伯洛戈大声赞美着,拳与血的交融中,他感到从未有过的畅快淋漓,狂风暴雨在四周咆哮,仿佛群魔怒吼,但其中又带来空灵的音色,好像唱诗班在轻声吟唱。 „Halleluyah!” “哈利路亚！” „Halleluyah!” “哈利路亚！” Each praise is heavy blows, each heavy blows follow a fierce pain, destroys the collar bone, strikes off the nape of the neck, smashes the face, and even pounds to collapse the entire chest cavity. 每一声赞美都是一记重拳,每一记重拳都伴随着一阵剧烈的苦痛,打碎锁骨,击断脖颈,砸烂脸庞,乃至将整个胸腔都砸塌下去。 Pounds a smashing all enmities angrily! 将所有的仇怨愤怒砸个粉碎！ Until is soundless! 直到再无声息！ Rogge does not know actually oneself wielded many fists, how long also the pain beat, when he stopped Thorndike's head had fallen shrivelled, blood overflow, with fuzzy flesh mix in one. 伯洛戈不知道自己究竟挥出了多少拳,又痛殴了多长时间,当他停下时桑代克的头颅已经瘪掉了,鲜血汩汩地溢出,和模糊的血肉混合在了一起。 Grasps the collar, Rogge's is roaring to that distortion face, as if must fall in torrents to be spatial own heart all the anger of backlog, present he just like a true lion, it roars to be furious, bath full blood. 抓起衣领,伯洛戈对着那扭曲的脸庞怒吼着,仿佛要将自己心底所有积压的怒火倾泻而空,现在的他宛如一头真正的狮子,它咆哮震怒,浴满鲜血。 After the roar, myriad things tranquil. 吼声之后,万物都宁静了下来。 Crossed for a long time, Rogge holds the parapet, is exhausted stands up from that group hard-to-identify corpse, the whole body braves the steam of ascension. 过了许久,伯洛戈才扶着栏杆,疲惫不堪地从那团难以辨认的尸体上站起,浑身冒着升腾的热气。 Shoves open the ghosts of these stagnations, will pass through the sharp sword of body to draw out, the turning head dense fog has dissipated, the grotesque food corpse ghosts pour in oneself side, they almost stirred themselves the muddy flesh. 推开那些停滞的鬼影,将贯穿身体的利剑拔出,回过头迷雾已经消散,奇形怪状的食尸鬼们就倒在自己身边,它们差一点就把自己搅成肉泥了。 By the parapet, Rogge's line of sight somewhat is weak fuzzy, has turned the head, he saw Palmer who not far away is beckoning to oneself. 无力地靠在栏杆上,伯洛戈的视线有些模糊,转过头,他看到不远处的帕尔默正向自己招手。 He and are the same, depend on the parapet rest, before Palmer's body, the corpse is piled up, has the rain wash, gathers in the dark red small stream to flow off. 他和自己一样,靠着栏杆休息,在帕尔默的身前,尸体堆积成山,有雨水冲刷过,汇聚成暗红的小溪流下。 Loosens the hand, Rogge that full is the cross necklace of dirt blood wears on the neck, the flash has never had wrapped his only soul peacefully. 松开手,伯洛戈将那满是污血的十字架项链戴回脖子上,一瞬间从未有过的安宁包裹了他仅有的灵魂。 „How feels? Rogge, you seem to have the tragedy color and by the philosopher who the quarry stone is battered to death now.” Palmer walked, looks Rogge who whole face dirt blood said. “感觉如何？伯洛戈,你现在看起来像个颇具悲剧色彩、被乱石砸死的哲学家。”帕尔默走了过来,看着满脸污血的伯洛戈说道。 „Why is the philosopher of tragedy?” “为什么是悲剧的哲学家？” „Un? Felt that you now this dirty look is very suitable to appear in the oil painting,” Palmer ponders saying that „in my family has many such oil paintings, these fellow expressions in picture are similar to you.” “嗯？就感觉你现在这副臭脸很适合出现在油画里,”帕尔默思考道,“我家里有很多这样的油画,画里的那些家伙表情都和你差不多。” „How can I say? Had an important matter already, was the feeling that the body died...... was good because of your fellow will not die.” “怎么说呢？有种大事已了,接下来就是身死的感觉了……好在你这家伙不会死。” Is listening to Palmer's words, Rogge could not bear smile, his type not only earnest, and tone of somewhat rotten words, listens to really had to plant fantasy the feeling at the present. 听着帕尔默的话,伯洛戈忍不住笑了起来,他这种既认真、又有几分烂话的语气,在现在听来真是有种活见鬼的感觉。 „Then Mr. Lazarus, things have gotten to this point, what feelings does have?” Palmer kicked Thorndike's body, head hollow covered with blood, looking at it like this, he by that the quarry stone is battered to death. “那么拉撒路先生,事已至此,有什么感想吗？”帕尔默踢了踢桑代克的尸体,头颅凹陷血肉模糊,这样看来,他才是被乱石砸死的那个。 Rogge thinks, puts out a key from the pocket, „I want to drink one cup now” 伯洛戈想了想,从口袋里拿出一把钥匙,“我现在想去喝一杯” „, I did not ask that you then must do, what am I is asking you to think now?” “不不不,我不是问你接下来要干嘛,我是问你现在在想什么？” Palmer like a reporter, is interviewing Rogge now unceasingly, the state of mind of he very curious this partner. 帕尔默现在就像一名记者,不断地采访着伯洛戈,他非常好奇自己这个搭档的精神状态。 „I am thinking now, meets me to go to the non- dead club to drink one cup well.” “我现在在想,一会我要去不死者俱乐部好好地喝上一杯。” Rogge repeats the say/way firmly, he looks at Palmer. 伯洛戈坚定地重复道,他看着帕尔默。 „Therefore, together?” “所以,一起么？” The end of horizon raises the gentle glow, reflected to shine the stone bridge of being scarred with that piled up corpse, the storm of wreaking havoc gradually declined, became lightly the raindrop, is cleaning land that covered entirely the bloodstain. 地平线的尽头升起柔和的辉光,映亮了伤痕累累的石桥与那堆积成山的死尸,肆虐的暴风雨逐渐衰退了下去,变为淅淅沥沥的雨滴,清洗着布满血迹的大地。 The dim dawn packages two people, murmur in the sound of water, the dirty blood mixes the rainwater, to coerce the corpse, crashes into the profound valley, vanishes does not see. 朦胧的晨光将两人包裹,潺潺的水声中,污血混合着雨水、裹挟着死尸,坠入幽深的谷底,消失不见。