„It‘s nothing, Iam onlyone in yourlonglifewhile away the timeto you, a toy, youseem like that is so rigidtome, todefend your laughableself-respect.”
“没什么的,我对你而言只是你漫长生命里的一个消遣、一个玩具,你看似对我如此执着,也只是为了维护你那可笑的自尊心而已。”Irwindoes not care at to say, „ yourappearanceis false, yourspoken languageis false, yourbodyis false, all your alland all are false, the chaos and nihility, do not have the significance.
厄文满不在乎道,“你的容貌是假的,你的言语是假的,你的身体是假的,你所有的所有、一切的一切都是假的,混沌且虚无,毫无意义。But the matteris real, book that I, the emotion of Irwin Fleschel, myactions, Ithereforewrite, all and all, areabsolutelyreal, has existedtruly, isunquestionable, is unable to deny. ”
可有一件事是真实的,我,厄文・弗莱舍尔的情感,我的所作所为,我因此而写的书,所有的所有、一切的一切,是绝对真实的,是真真正正存在过的,是不容置疑、无法否定的。”Irwin'ssoberfearfulness, as ifjustrevealedwarmvulnerablehimat the same time, butis usedto lullLancetMorde'sfalse appearance.
厄文清醒的可怕,似乎刚刚流露出温热脆弱一面的他,只是用来麻痹阿斯莫德的假象。„Somepeoplewill not rememberyour, Irwin.”
“不会有人记得你的,厄文。”LancetMordeis unable to conquerIrwin, then can only destroyhim.
阿斯莫德无法征服厄文,那么只能毁灭他了。„Howpossibly?”Irwinheardsomejoketo be the same probably, smilesto cough, „youhave readmystory, youknewmyname, youwere the proof that Ihad.”
“怎么可能呢?”厄文像是听到了某个笑话一样,笑到咳嗽了起来,“你读过我的故事,你知晓我的名字,你本身就是我存在的证明。”„Iwill forgetyour, right that this pointyou said that inmylonglife, Iexperiences are too much andyouequallyinterestingperson, buttheybelonged to the dustfinally.”
“我会忘记你的,这一点你说的对,在我的漫长生命里,我见识过很多与你一样有趣的人,但他们最终都归于尘土了。”
„ Youwill not remembereveryone, likeusis unable to rememberhas readeachbook, but did thisreallyforget?
“你不会记住所有人,就像我们无法记住看过的每一本书,可这真的被遗忘了吗?No, perhapstheyare unable to be mentionedbyyouagain, buttheywill turn into the dustto buryinyourheart, becomescasts the cornerstone that youcannot seetheirexistences, buttheytrulyexist, andhas been affectingyou. ”
不,它们或许无法再被你提起,但它们会变成尘土埋在你的心底,成为铸就你的基石,你看不到它们的存在,但它们是确确实实地存在着,并一直影响着你。”Irwinlooked like an example, „ like the gene that thesebiologistsdid say? The unionamong people, makingowngenetransmit, youperhapscould not seeit, butittrulyexisted.
厄文像起了一个例子,“就像那些生物学家所说的基因?人与人之间的结合,令自身的基因传递了下去,你或许看不到它,但它确实存在。
The story is also so, youwill forgetit, the feelings that butitbringswill be hidinginyoursoul. Ifyouhave the so-calledsoul.
故事也是如此,你会忘记它,但它所带来的感触会隐藏着你的灵魂里。如果你拥有所谓的灵魂的话。Is affectingmelikeyou, is affectingyoulikeme. ”
就像你影响着我,就像我影响着你。”LancetMordedoes not knowsuddenlyshouldsayanything, the north windorSun, are unable to makeIrwinvacillate the slightest, evensaid that insteadmadeLancetMordefeelfrustrates.
阿斯莫德一时间不知道该说些什么了,无论是北风还是太阳,都无法令厄文动摇分毫,甚至说反而令阿斯莫德自己倍感挫败。Sheair/Qiis muddleheaded, threatensto saystraightforwardly,„youwill not seeher.”
她气昏了头,直白地威胁道,“你再也不会见到她了。”Irwinlikes the LancetMorde'sangryappearance, thismadehimfeel the honor, „shewill liveinmymemory, moved toward the destructionwithmetogether.”
厄文喜欢阿斯莫德愤怒的样子,这令他倍感荣誉,“她会活在我的记忆里,和我一同走向毁灭。”LancetMordefeels the weakfeeling, even ifsheis a devil, is unable to decideeveryone'sdestiny, sheis not even ableto defeatIrwin.
阿斯莫德久违地感受到无力的感觉,哪怕她是魔鬼,也无法决定所有人的命运,她甚至无法打败厄文。„Thenyouwill dieinthis.”
“那么你将死在这。”LancetMordecursed, „continuedyou, yourfriendsalsoforyournoblenesspays the price.”
阿斯莫德诅咒道,“不止你,你的朋友们也会为了你的高尚付出代价。”Withherspoken language, outside the English daisycastle the strong windserupts, the dense and numerousdemonsstrangestacked the mountain, theyare extrudingmutually, like the ant colony of crawlingfullsandpile, even ifBeirrogoseveralpeopleregained the unusualstrength, enemyfacingthismanysuch asvast desert, perhapsstillonly thenBeirrogocanreturn aliveby the body of notdying.
伴随着她的言语,雏菊城堡外狂风大作,密密麻麻的魔怪们堆起了高山,它们相互挤压着,如同爬满沙堆的蚁群,即便伯洛戈几人重拾了超凡之力,面对这多如沙海的敌人,恐怕也只有伯洛戈能以不死之身生还下来。At this moment, almostswallowedallraysdark, storyguidancetofinaldespair, butthis was also, even ifIrwin who Beirrogohas worriedresists the seductionhow, hewas capable ofrewriting the story the result?
这一刻起,黑暗几乎吞噬掉了所有的光芒,将故事引导向了最终的绝望,而这也是伯洛戈一直所担忧的,即便厄文抵御住了诱惑又如何,他有能力改写故事的结局吗?LancetMordeclearlyknows the realityshatter, narrated the limittoIrwin, hisstoryneedsto conform to the logical development, rather than the toweringmachinerycalled upon the gods.
阿斯莫德清楚地知道现实破碎下,叙事对厄文的限制,他的故事需要符合逻辑发展,而不是突兀的机械降神。Bang the impact noiseresounds, probablyhad a heavystone columnto collapse, Irwinlookedfollowing the direction of sound,wolf of distortion was almost broken outcompletely, the white and shinybrain and yellowfatlevelalsohad the scarletbloodcontaminationinone, in the splitwoundbraved the steamingsteam, the stenchaurato fill up the nasal cavity.
轰隆的撞击声响起,像是有根沉重的石柱倒塌了下来,厄文顺着声音的方向看去,扭曲的狼首几乎被完全劈开,白花花的脑子与黄色的脂肪层还有猩红的血液沾染在了一起,裂开的伤口里冒着腾腾热气,腥臭的气息填满了鼻腔。Beirrogothatdistressedformis turning away from the wolffirstdemonstrangecorpse, hiswhole bodystained the odormucus, the bloodbit the sharpedgeto flowalong the resentmentslowly.伯洛戈那狼狈的身影背对着狼首魔怪的尸体,他浑身都沾满了恶臭的黏液,鲜血沿着怨咬锋利的边缘缓缓流淌。Deeplyshouted the one breath, BeirrogolookedtoIrwin, soundcoldclear.
深呼一口气,伯洛戈望向厄文,声音冷澈。„Did youfinish?”
“你写完了吗?”„Finished, under”Irwinstrikes the lastperiod, mechanicalkeysoundclear when seems like a swordto sheathe the lowcry.
“写完了,”厄文敲打下最后一个句号,机械的按键音清脆的像是一把剑入鞘时的低鸣。„Justgood.”
“刚刚好。”LancetMorde in same place, shewas not clearcompletelytwo peopleare sayinganything, butshecanrealize,had anything to happen, lookedagaintoIrwin, in the look of thatpollutionconcealsfilleddeceitful and ridicule.
阿斯莫德愣在了原地,她完全不清楚两人在说些什么,但她能意识到,有什么事要发生了,再看向厄文,那浑浊的眼神里藏满了狡诈与嘲弄。Irwinis self-confident, „myperformancehow? Veryexquisite.”
厄文自信满满,“我的表演如何?很精湛吧。”„Did you...... deceiveme?”
“你……欺骗了我?”LancetMordedoes not know that Irwindeceivedanything, buthislookhad no intentionto prove the fraudhas completedthis point.
阿斯莫德不知道厄文欺骗了些什么,但他的眼神无意证明了欺诈已完成这一点。„It is not the deceit, justthesewords, trulywereIwanttoyou saying that from the sincerity,”Irwinboth handsleft the typewriter, „shouted the feeling of...... sayingto be really good, did youknow? Thatplot, Ihad just rehearsedin the mindinnumerable.”
“算不上欺骗,刚刚那些话,确实是我想对你说的,发自真心的,”厄文双手离开打字机,“呼……说出来的感觉真好,你知道吗?刚刚那段剧情,我在脑海里排练过无数次了。”„What did youmake?”
“你做了什么?”LancetMordefeelsflusteredsuddenly, shethinks that sheis playing with the mortal, buthas in fact comeherinIrwin'ssnarelayer upon layer.
阿斯莫德忽然感到一阵慌张,她以为自己玩弄着凡人,可实际上一直来她都在厄文的层层圈套里。LikeinitiallyIrwintosuch that said that the authorwas the most perfectswindler.
就像当初厄文对辛德瑞拉说的那样,作者是最完美的骗子。„Whatmade? Naturallywasfinishedthisbook, concludefor the story,”Irwinwas sayingstood, overthrew the chair, „thiswas the responsibility of author!”
“做了什么?当然是写完这本书、为故事收尾啊,”厄文说着站了起来,推翻了椅子,“这可是作者的职责啊!”„Howyoushouldconcludeforit!”
“你该如何为它收尾!”LancetMordecreatedto think the despair that is unable to reverse, the inexhaustibledemoncoercedstrangelydarkwas surroundingthisplacethoroughly, falling to the enemy of English daisycastlewas only the time, at presentIrwinonly thenBeirrogotheir three people, they, even ifcut off the swordblade unable to withdraw.
阿斯莫德创造出了自认为无法逆转的绝望,无穷无尽的魔怪裹挟着黑暗彻底包围了此地,雏菊城堡的沦陷只是时间而已,眼下厄文只有伯洛戈他们三人,他们哪怕砍断剑刃也无法脱身。ActuallyIrwinshouldhowrewritethisdarkdestiny.
厄文究竟该如何改写这黑暗的命运。„Hadn't youjust read?”
“你刚刚不是读过了吗?”Irwinwas sayingtakes up«Curtain of nightHunter», patteditinLancetMorde'schest.
厄文说着拿起《夜幕猎人》,将它拍在了阿斯莫德的胸口。„Stillrememberswhat my bookfromwriting out a copyiswhat?”Irwinsaidexcitedly,„hunteris real, the demonstrangeisreal...... youare also real.”
“还记得我这本书自传写的是什么吗?”厄文兴奋地说道,“猎人是真实的,魔怪是真实的……你也是真实的。”LancetMordesaw the paperpage that the typewriterputs outis burning, these writing that is writtenbyIrwinbloodis sending out the single layerheavyray, changes to the bronzedwriting.
阿斯莫德看到打字机所吐出的纸页正在燃烧,那些由厄文鲜血所书写的文字正散发出一重重的光芒,化作烫金般的文字。Irwintoownlengthy speechincessantlyinelaborationinnermost feelings, in the protractedtime, thesecontained the sincereemotionsentenceto makeLancetMorderelaxvigilantly, and evenneglected the story that Irwinwrote.
厄文对自己的长篇大论不止是在阐述内心,也是在拖延时间,那些蕴含着真挚情感的语句令阿斯莫德放松了警惕,乃至疏忽了厄文所写的故事。WhiletalkedwithLancetMorde, Irwinalsoinresult of writtenhope.
在和阿斯莫德对话的同时,厄文也在书写希望的结局。Now, Irwinfinished.
现在,厄文写完了。
The darkstrengthinvaded the land of every inchsthisworld, theirurgently neededraging fire, fires the ashesthem.
黑暗的力量入侵了这个世界的每一寸土地,他们急需一把烈火,将它们烧成灰烬。ThereforeIrwinhighsound said.
为此厄文高声道。„Weplacein the story, thenmakes the person in storysaveus!”
“我们身处于故事之中,那么就让故事中的人来救我们吧!”Irwinmakes an effortto kiss " Curtain of nightHunter » title page, hisexcitedis moved to tears, thenoneto raise the books, the innumerablepaperpagessprinklelike the storm.
厄文用力亲吻《夜幕猎人》的封面,他激动的热泪盈眶,然后一把扬起书本,无数的纸页如暴雪般洒下。Maywithfalling of Irwinwords, anything not happen.
可随着厄文话语的落下,什么事也没有发生。Beirrogocut offanotherdemonstrangehead, took advantage of opportunityto destroy the abovebricks and stones, the large expanse ofbrickpounded down, again the openingfill of bigbook stacks, impact noisereverberation of trembling, before the openingwas buriedthoroughly, Beirrogocanseeindistinctly, severalfiercewolfextrudedto go forwardin the corridor of collapsing.伯洛戈砍断了又一头魔怪的头颅,顺势打碎了上方的砖石,成片成片的砖块砸下,再度将大书库的裂口填补上,震颤的撞击声回荡,在裂口被彻底掩埋前,伯洛戈隐约能看见,又有几颗狰狞的狼首在坍塌的走廊内挤压前进。Palmerandare scarred, theyapproachedIrwin, is anticipatingmiracle.
帕尔默与艾缪伤痕累累,他们走近了厄文,期待着奇迹的发生。Isdiesas before the generalsilence.
依旧是死一般的寂静。Suddenly, LancetMordesmiled, shelooks atIrwinthatfunnyappearance, almostmustsmile the tears, sheguesses that Irwinin the strongbrace, heis not just willingto admit defeat, evendeceived.
忽然,阿斯莫德笑了起来,她看着厄文那副滑稽的模样,几乎要笑出了眼泪,她猜厄文刚刚只是在强撑而已,他不愿认输,甚至欺骗起了自我。LancetMordefeltoneselfhave victory in the hand, „yourfriendinthis, but alsowhocansaveyou?”
阿斯莫德觉得自己胜券在握,“你的朋友都在这了,还有谁能来救你呢?”Irwindeep breath, hestepped the work table, opensboth hands, just like the orator the same as shout loudly.
厄文深呼吸,他一脚踏上了工作台,张开双手,犹如演说家一样高呼着。„Hunter, youalsoinanything!”
“猎人,你们还在等什么呢!”ThesefacingIrwin'ssummon, the worldgave the responsetime.
这一次面对厄文的呼唤,世界给予了回应。Beirrogodetectedwind sound/rumor that howled, heIrwinfalls downat the same time, the window of crawlingfullvinedisruptsloudly, a warhead of combustionpoundedto put onthesestrangeplants and glasses, banged into the opening of collapsing, grindsplacemuddy flesh the demon that thesehave not crawledstrangely, andexploded the numerousflamesin the end of corridor.伯洛戈察觉到了那呼啸的风声,他将厄文扑倒的同时,爬满藤蔓的落地窗轰然碎裂,一枚燃烧的弹头砸穿了这些诡异的植物与玻璃,直直地撞入了坍塌的裂口里,将那些尚未爬出的魔怪碾成了一地肉泥,并在走廊的尽头爆炸出重重火光。
Indoor with the disruption of window, coldChe the cold windcoerces the courage vigorto flood into, inthatremotedarkend, trainthatdeepmelodiouswhistlelong in coming, the snow whitelightjust likepunctures the nightsharp sword, illuminated the innumerablefiercestrangeness.
随着落地窗的碎裂,冷彻的寒风裹挟血气涌入室内,在那遥远黑暗的尽头,列车那深沉悠扬的汽笛声姗姗来迟,雪白的灯光犹如刺破黑夜的利剑,照亮了无数狰狞的怪异。Beirrogopledged,hewill not forgetthis, thatrowfamiliartraindrivesagainfrom the story, itdresses up the heavy/thickarmorto just like an ironsnake that goes forwardin the land.伯洛戈发誓,他绝不会忘记这一幕,那列熟悉的列车再次从故事里驶来,它披挂着厚重的装甲犹如一条在大地上前进的铁蛇。
The innumerabledemonsblamedto be ground the blood stainunderitswheel, the meatfroth that raisedwithcutting off limbspreadcompletely the compartmentlike the dye, itwent forwardstraightly, just likebigsword that crashedfrom the vault of heaven, dividedtwo halves the battlefield.
无数的魔怪在它的车轮下被碾成了血污,扬起的肉沫与断肢如同染料般涂满了车厢,它笔直地前进,宛如从天穹坠落的大剑,将战场分割成了两半。Beirrogomuttered, looked solemn, just likeis gazing at the sacredscene.伯洛戈喃喃道,神情肃穆,犹如注视着神圣的景象。„Reinforcementsfromstory.”
“来自故事之中的援军。”Palmercompletely in same place, after severalseconds, hisblastingshouts wildly, hehas been hardto describefeelingsat this momentin the spoken language, thiswill be the miracle that will be composed of the writing.
帕尔默完全愣在了原地,几秒钟后他震声狂呼,他已经难以用言语去描述此刻的心情了,这将是由文字谱写的奇迹。Thisunluckyghoststartsto rejoice,Palmerrejoicedoneselfarrived atthis, witnessedwith own eyes, hewill rememberall that herehas, hewill saytoWorthyprevious for three days and three nights, even ifsheis not willingto listen, oneselfwill also push asideherear.
这个倒霉鬼开始庆幸,帕尔默庆幸自己来到了这,亲眼见证了,他会记住这里所发生的一切,他会对沃西琳讲上三天三夜,哪怕她不愿意听,自己也会扒开她的耳朵。Alsostands in same place, the ray of raisingilluminated her to cover entirely the body of scratch and motleysteel, even the ice-coldmetal, is still full the warmflameat this moment, got stronger and stronger.
艾缪也站在原地,升起的光芒照亮了她那布满划痕、斑驳的钢铁之躯,即便是冰冷的金属,此刻也充盈着热烈的火苗,愈演愈烈。Irwinwas«Curtain of nightHunter»writes the happyresult, to savethatworld, butnow, hiswriting, the rolefrom«Curtain of nightHunter»was spanning the boundary of story, cameto savehim.
厄文为《夜幕猎人》所写了美好的结局、拯救了那个世界,而现在,他笔下的、来自《夜幕猎人》中的角色正跨越了故事的界限,前来拯救他。
The actual situationboundaryvanishesthoroughly, the creatorwas savedbyowndivine creative force.
虚实的界限彻底消失,创造者被自己的造物所救。Realityshatter, everyoneis in the story in story.
现实破碎之下,所有人都处于故事之中的故事。Irwinstruggledto crawl, tois cheeringdark.
厄文挣扎爬了起来,对着黑暗欢呼。„Certainly the travel of night! Directiondaybreak!”
“绝夜之旅!航向黎明!”
After being run over and dyinghundreds and thousands ofdemonswere strange, to becomeDun the flesh and skeletoncardenteredin the daybreaknumberwheel, eachrotationseems like the wringerto gush outa lot ofbloody water, howeven if the engineangrily roarsagain, it is still hard the advancehalf a point, finallythisrow of steelgiant beastsstoppedslowly, likereaching a deadlockgreatwhaleinland.
碾死了成百上千的魔怪后,成吨的血肉与骨骼卡进了黎明号的车轮里,每一次转动都像是榨汁机般涌出大量的血水,即便引擎再怎么怒吼,它也难以前进半分,最终这列钢铁巨兽缓慢地停了下来,如同搁浅在大地上的巨鲸。Butthisdid not finish, insteadis the start of fight.
可这并非是结束,反而是战斗的开始。UnlikeBeirrogoin the daybreaknumber that in the gametravels by, at presentthisrow of daybreaknumbers from " Curtain of nightHunter » insteeldivine creative force, itfully-armed, are fully laden with the hunter.
与伯洛戈在游戏里搭乘的黎明号不同,眼下这列黎明号是来自于《夜幕猎人》之中的钢铁造物,它全副武装、载满猎人。
The gratingsirenresounds, the heavyarmorliftsone by one, the battlefield of jet blackmuzzledirectionbad people running wild, allrailway gunshave filled in the ballto be ready, is similar toIrwininsuch that noveldescribed.
刺耳的警笛声响起,沉重的装甲逐一抬起,漆黑的炮口指向群魔乱舞的战场,所有的列车炮早已填弹就绪,就如同厄文在小说里描绘的那样。Ten thousandnumerousrevelries.
万众狂欢。In an instant as ifthunderstormarrives at the battlefield, myriadthunderpasteblast open , as ifover a hundredgiantsat the rave, the corpsemix the dustto raiseloudly, if the hailcrashes, strokes the tread, the soundis deafening, everything may become vulnerable.
刹那间仿佛有一场雷暴降临战场,万千的雷霆贴地炸裂,又似乎有上百头巨人在高声狂吼,尸体混合着尘土扬起,又如冰雹般坠落,噼里啪啦击打着地面,声音震耳欲聋,地动山摇。
The muzzleturnover the large flame, is continuoustogether the fireworkscity wallunder the night, the warhead that burnshas swept the battlefield, is coercing the heat wave, such as the cuttercuts the bigpiecehead, the shellhitin the English daisycastle, the earth shook and heavens spun shookat the same time the fireworks that ignitesfireson the insanelongvinerecklessly.
炮口吞吐着火舌,在黑夜下连绵出一道焰火的城墙,紧接着燃烧的弹头扫过战场,裹挟着热浪,如切割机般斩下大片的头颅,炮弹撞击在雏菊城堡上,天摇地动的同时燃起的焰火在疯长的藤蔓上肆意灼烧。
The entirecastlewas lightened, just likein the party the revelrybonfire, illuminates the darklamptorch.
整座城堡都被点亮,犹如晚会中狂欢的篝火,照亮黑暗的灯炬。
After firstround of bombing, the bloodinfiltratedeach of land, in the airwas filling the gunpowder, blood and fleshfiredcorruptionstrangetaste, the wave-likedemonblamedto be harvestedlike the straw, theylarge expanse oflarge expanse ofdied, the laughing soundreverberation of god of deathin the steelandthunderous.
第一轮炮击后,鲜血渗透了大地的每一处,空气里弥漫着火药、鲜血以及血肉被灼烧后的腐败怪味,浪潮般的魔怪如同稻草般被收割着,它们成片成片地死去,死神的欢笑声回荡在钢铁与雷鸣间。Beirrogoheardhid the breathinginwind, along withopening of vehicle door, nighttimeformsappearedunder the train, some of themwielded the long and narrowswordblade, sometrigger of touching off, but alsosomelifted up the flamethrower, byignitionSaintflamepurificationland.伯洛戈听到了隐藏在风里的呼吸声,伴随着车门的开启,黑夜里一个又一个的身影出现在了列车之下,他们有的挥起狭长的剑刃,有的扣动的扳机,还有的扛起喷火器,以灼烧的圣焰净化大地。Theyforwardwith stride, easilydying the battlelinewashes out.
他们大步向前,轻而易举地将死亡的阵线冲散。
The Beirrogowhole bodyhasplantsnever some feeling, has probably the electric currentto climb over the spinal column, even ifBeirrogoagainhowcalm, at this momentcannot bearone's blood bubbles up to the brim, raises the armto shout loudly.伯洛戈浑身有种从未有过的感觉,像是有电流爬过脊柱,哪怕伯洛戈再怎么冷静,此刻也忍不住热血沸腾,振臂高呼。BlazingfeelingsraiseinBeirrogowithin the body, healsoin the story, is one of the hunter, under the narrativestrength, as ifhad the groupraging fireto burn through the internal organs of Beirrogo, howled to crawlcrazilyhisthroat.
一股股炽热之感在伯洛戈的体内升起,他也在故事之中,是猎人的一员,在叙事的力量下,仿佛有团烈火烧穿了伯洛戈的内脏,狂啸着要爬出他的喉咙。
The creatorsandhisdivine creative force, deep loveandtheydeeply love.
创作者与他的造物们,热爱者与他们所热爱的。This momentBeirrogoinpeoplewithstoryis fighting side-by-side.
此刻伯洛戈正与故事中的人们并肩作战。Transmits the sound of bricks and stonesdisruption, anotherwolffirstdemoncracks-up the ruins that piled upstrangely, the mostbodywill searchin the bigbook stacks, itis earnestly seeking the blood, exudes the strangerespitesound, the explosive sound that out of the windowthundersis unceasing, the brilliantflameseems like a grandfireworks display.
身后传来砖石碎裂的声响,又一头狼首魔怪撞碎了堆积起来的废墟,将大半的身子探进了大书库内,它渴求着鲜血,发出怪异的喘息声,窗外轰鸣的爆炸声不断,绚烂的火光像是一场盛大的烟火表演。Beirrogothoughtsuddenlythisworldis no longer crazyandincredible, on the contrary, itbecomesromantic, is poetical.伯洛戈忽然觉得这个世界不再疯狂、荒诞,相反,它变得浪漫至极,充满诗意。
The manpowerdestroyed the shackles of devil, standsin the high place, ridiculedloudly.
人力打碎了魔鬼的桎梏,站在高处,放声嘲笑。
The fireworkslitsea of flowers of English daisy, theyreleasedthatto absorb the personheart and soulagain the orange-redgloss, just likepiling upgeminland.
焰火点燃了雏菊的花海,它们再一次释放出了那摄人心魄的橙红光泽,宛如堆积在大地上的宝石。„Greatrescuefromstory.”
“来自故事之中的伟大救援。”Beirrogorepeatsin a soft voice, thisisa few words that in the storyoncepresented.伯洛戈轻声复述,这是故事中曾出现的一句话。
The languagefinishes, Beirrogoleapt, the resentmentbitesto cut a wolfsword, the violentbloodflutters about.
语毕,伯洛戈跃了出去,怨咬将狼首一剑斩下,暴血纷飞。
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