This is the Taiersi dim faint feeling. 这是泰尔斯朦胧中的隐隐感觉。 As if also- is very comfortable? 似乎还-挺舒服的？ Until he feels to leave, a creamy, wet and nice and warm sphere has slid his left face, stops in his bridges of the nose. 直到他感觉出,一颗滑腻腻、湿漉漉、暖呼呼的圆球滑过他的左脸,停在他的鼻梁间。 That sphere starts to shiver unceasingly, seems massaging own face. 那颗圆球开始不断颤动,似乎在按摩自己的脸部。 This feeling, consciousness fuzzy Taiersi to think: Like oneself the palm according to the eyelid, then feels the tremor of eye in palm...... 这感觉,意识模糊的泰尔斯想着:就像自己把手掌心按在眼皮上,然后感觉眼睛在手掌里的颤动…… Thinks of here, Taiersi shakes fiercely! 想到这里,泰尔斯猛地一震！ He knows that creamy, wet and nice and warm, unceasingly „massage” in his bridges of the nose, the sphere was anything. 他知道那个滑腻腻、湿漉漉、暖呼呼,在他鼻梁间不断“按摩”的,圆球是什么了。 That is somebody- 那是某个人的- Eyeball. 眼珠子。 My grass! 我草！ My grass! My grass! My grass! 我草！我草！我草！ The unprecedented nausea comes to wrap stubbornly Taiersi, making him sober immediately from the illusion. 前所未有的恶心来把泰尔斯死死地包裹住,让他马上从幻觉里清醒过来。 Between extremely the panic and gastric disorder, Taiersi doom is rocking the only reveal in tentacle outside right arm, wants digging up this disgusting gadget! 在极度的恐慌和反胃间,泰尔斯死命晃动着唯一露在触手外面的右臂,想要把这恶心的玩意儿给扒下来！ However the tentacle more entangles is tighter. 但是触手只是越缠越紧。 Taiersi is digging up the tentacle futile, actually only felt that the breath is getting more and more difficult, the consciousness is getting more and more fuzzy. 泰尔斯徒劳无功地扒着触手,却只感觉呼吸越来越困难,意识越来越模糊。 The ear broadcasts the little smart-aleck and black sword anxious sound, but he does not listen clearly. 耳边传来小滑头和黑剑焦急的声音,但他听不真切。 ...... That tremor even more fast- eyeball? 还有……那颗颤动越发快速的-眼珠子？ My grass! 我草！ The heartbeat is getting quicker and quicker, the blood vessel in ear surges more and more anxiously, suffocated Taiersi is more and more uncomfortable, quick, he started to see stars. 心跳越来越快,耳朵里的血管激荡越来越急,窒息的泰尔斯更是越来越难受,很快,他就开始眼冒金星了。 What to do. 怎么办。 The miraculous glow flashes through together. 一道灵光闪过。 Right. 对了。 I have...... 我还有…… He let loose the right hand, after reaching the waist, wants to touch that to give his jc dagger. 他放开了右手,伸向腰后,想要去摸那柄娅拉送给他的jc匕首。 Dagger. 匕首。 Dagger! 匕首！ But he touches the waist, starting to only have one piece to be creamy and warm. 但他摸到腰部,入手只有一片滑腻与温热。 The tentacle also tied down his waist firmly. 触手把他的腰部也牢牢缠住了。 Taiersi such as the falling ice cave, at that moment, raids his heart desperately. 泰尔斯如坠冰窟,那一刻,绝望袭上他的心头。 Oh no. 糟糕。 What to do. 怎么办。 His right hand kicks after the waist carelessly. 他的右手在腰后胡乱扑腾。 What cannot catch. 却什么也抓不到。 What to do! 怎么办！ Until a hard object, in his grabbing thoughtlessly paws, has delimited Taiersi right hand. 直到一个硬物,在他的乱抓乱摸里,划过泰尔斯的右手。 The sensation of pain took to almost an faint Taiersi pure brightness. 痛觉带给了几近昏厥的泰尔斯一阵清明。 He rises spiritedly the final strength, firmly holds- the foreign matter of that long strip. 他奋起最后的力气,牢牢抓住-那个长条状的异物。 Draws out. 一把拔出。 Then reaches own head. 然后伸向自己的头部。 But happened accidentally/surprisingly. 可是意外就这么发生了。 Taiersi holds up that foreign matter instantly, from inside to outside, from heart to right hand blazing- erupts suddenly! 泰尔斯举起那件异物的刹那,一阵从里而外,从心头到右手的炽热-猛然爆发！ Like the most fearful roaring flame, that flash roasts is roasting his whole body. 如同最可怕的烈焰,那一瞬间炙烤着他的全身。 The pain, burning hot and convulsion, three feelings arrive at his whole body as if by prior agreement, each corner inside and outside, each organization, each cell! 痛苦、炙热、痉挛,三种感觉不约而同地到达他全身上下,里里外外的每一处角落,每一道组织,每一个细胞！ In his ear presented the illusory sound, from the beginning, listens to look like bigger and bigger blood vessel surging sound, but is quick, these sounds distorted- somewhat looks like the tide to sweep across, somewhat looks like the volcanic eruption, somewhat looks like the storm to howl. 他的耳朵里出现了虚幻的声音,一开始,听着就像是越来越大的血管激荡声,但很快,这些声音就变形了-有些像浪潮席卷,有些像火山爆发,有些像暴风呼啸。 Taiersi opens the mouth, anything cannot shout, the entrance only has one piece that the tentacle brings fishy smell salty. 泰尔斯张开嘴巴,却什么也喊不出来,入口唯有触手带来的一片腥咸。 And has slid his tongue, these do not know that puts all sorts of things together the disgusting organ that came from anyone. 以及滑过他舌头的,那些不知从什么人身上东拼西凑而来的恶心器官。 But in that moment, he does not have to pay attention to the nausea and fetter of tentacle again. 但在那一刻,他再也没去注意触手的恶心以及束缚。 In his sense, was only left over the blazing roasting fever. 他的感官里,只剩下了炽热的炙烧。 But in the next quarter, Taiersi thought the whole body shakes, a loosen, the present field of vision reappears again. 但偏偏就在下一刻,泰尔斯觉得全身一抖,再一松,眼前的视野就重新出现。 His breath starts becomes smooth, the chest is no longer sad, the fetter on face also loosens slowly. 他的呼吸开始变得顺畅,胸口不再沉闷,脸上的束缚也慢慢松脱。 The tentacle let loose him. 触手放开了他。 Then silent falls. 然后无声滑落。 That instance, from the bottom of the heart to the blazing feeling of right hand, vanishes gradually. 那个瞬间,从心底到右手的炽热感,也渐渐消失。 Taiersi is panting for breath anxiously, the doom struggles to sit from the ground, is breathing the air of being survivor of disaster in gulps. 泰尔斯急急地喘息着,死命从地上挣扎着坐起来,大口大口地呼吸着劫后余生的空气。 Then, he saw two astonished eyes. 然后,他就看见了两双惊愕的眼睛。 The black sword and little smart-aleck, are looking at him dull. 黑剑和小滑头,都呆呆地望着他。 As if saw any serious matter. 仿佛看见了什么不得了的事情。 Taiersi one startled, then realized, they are not looking at themselves. 泰尔斯一惊,然后意识到,他们不是在看自己。 He lowers the head, looks to oneself right hand. 他低下头,看向自己的右手。 Then he has to narrow the eye. 然后他不得不眯起了眼睛。 Taiersi right hand, when does not know, is grabbing the weapon that the black sword throws firmly. 泰尔斯的右手,不知何时,正牢牢抓着黑剑投来的武器。 That red small sword. 那柄红色小剑。 But at this moment, gloomy red sword blade of red small sword, unexpectedly in- is sending out the dazzling red glow! 但此时此刻,红色小剑的黯红色剑锋,居然在-散发着耀眼的红芒！ „This is......” “这是……” Taiersi looks at the red small sword dumb as a wooden chicken, sword blade who looks at its originally gloomy red no light, shoals in the red glow gradually, brightens, turns with the sword blade close color. 泰尔斯呆若木鸡地看着红色小剑,看着它原本黯红无光的剑锋,在红芒中渐渐变浅,变亮,变成与剑身相近的颜色。 As if just wheted is the same. 仿佛刚刚磨砺过一样。 The unusual condition continues this. 异状不止这一项。 That section of disgusting tentacle, from approaching the place of red small sword started, changed. 那截恶心的触手,从靠近红色小剑的地方开始,发生了变化。 Taiersi has seen this change. 泰尔斯见过这种变化。 That is in the birch tree forest, when woman with a made-up face's of fort demon to the blood can the master. 那是在桦树林里,在要塞之花面对血之魔能师的时候。 Sees only hangs the entire tentacle on Taiersi weak, starts to dissolve, wither and grow darks. 只见无力地挂在泰尔斯身上的整条触手,开始溶解、萎缩、变黑。 Then changes to the flying ash, dissipates in in the air. 然后化作飞灰,消散在空中。 Like meeting natural enemy. 如同遇到了天敌。 Taiersi body, immediately only other pitch-dark flying ashes. 泰尔斯的身上,顿时只余下黑漆漆的飞灰。 „You made anything,” black sword is frowning, is staring at the sword on his hand stubbornly, muttered: „It is really the legend, the legend......” “你做了什么,”黑剑皱着眉头,死死盯着他手上的剑,喃喃道:“难道它真的是传奇,传奇……” The little smart-alecks blink, perplexed. 小滑头则眨眨眼睛,不明所以。 At this time, does not wait for Taiersi to respond, near his ear hears the raging tide of emotion sound that similar blood vessel surges again. 此时,不等泰尔斯有所反应,他的耳边就再次传来类似血管激荡的怒潮声。 „Whistling......” “呼呼……” Probably surges from the distant place. 像是从远方激荡而来。 But the raging tide of emotion sound quickly changed, then changes whispers together twittering the sounds of people. 但怒潮声很快就变了,转而化作一道低语呢喃的人声。 „I......” “吾……” Taiersi quickly grasps the meaning of something, has a scare. 泰尔斯一个激灵,吓了一跳。 He raised the head, looks at the black sword and little smart-aleck, but the two visit him. 他抬起头,看着黑剑和小滑头,但二者都只是怔怔地看着他。 Former's vision unceasingly on Taiersi the sword in face and hand walks back and forth back and forth, with not mincing matter expression, is recounting the deep suspicion. 前者的目光不断地在泰尔斯的脸上和手里的剑上来回逡巡,用毫不掩饰的表情,述说着深深的怀疑。 But they, have not actually heard that sound probably slightly the appearance. 但他们俩,却像是丝毫没听见那道声音的样子。 This scene- really familiar. 这场景-真熟悉。 Taiersi looks out in all directions flustered, except for ruins and nighttime sky, as well as in hand the ray of small sword, anything has not actually seen. 泰尔斯慌张地四望,除了废墟和夜空,以及手上小剑的光芒,却什么也没看见。 What's the matter. 怎么回事。 What's the matter? 怎么回事？ Is looking at the illumination small sword in hand, helpless Taiersi is just about to open the mouth, the sound of that say/way single syllable, becomes more and more clear. 看着手中的发光小剑,不知所措的泰尔斯正要开口的时候,那道只有单个音节的声音,就变得越来越清晰。 Starts to become the word and sentence continually. 开始连成单词和句子。 „My......” “吾名……” That sound resounds slowly, as if an old person in distant place. 那个声音缓缓响起,仿佛一个远方的老人。 „My......” “吾名……” Like being away from the innumerable planks, transmits low and deep is the same. 就像隔着无数木板,低沉地传来一样。 Taiersi cannot listen to that is what language. 泰尔斯听不出那是什么语言。 But he, understands that sound clearly unmistakably the meaning. 但他清楚无误地,明白那道声音的意思。 „My......” “吾名……” „The front of net world.” “净世之锋。” Taiersi opened the mouth, extremely looks small sword that in astonishedly own hand shines. 泰尔斯张大了嘴巴,惊异万分地看着自己手里发光的小剑。 Only...... 净…… The front of net world? 净世之锋？ Taiersi has tarried completely. 泰尔斯已经完全呆住了。 But this does not let he most amazed matter. 但这并非让他最惊诧的事情。 In the tide sound of surging, that sound said the final two words. 在激荡的浪潮声中,那个声音说出最后的两句话。 „Long...... had not seen you for a long time,” only hears that sound to say slowly: „My......” “久……久违了,”只听那个声音缓缓道:“我的……” „...... Bloodlines brothers.” “……血脉兄弟。” Taiersi whole body shakes! 泰尔斯浑身一震！ Blood...... 血…… Bloodlines. 血脉。 Brother...... 兄…… Brothers? 兄弟？ After one second, ray of that sound on together with small sword, is together quiet. 一秒后,那个声音连同小剑上的光芒,一起沉寂下来。 The cold snowflake falls gently. 寒冷的雪花飘落。 Has not happened like just is same. 如同刚刚的一切都没有发生过一样。 Except for sword blade of that small sword. 除了那柄小剑的剑锋。 It already from former times gloomy red, turned into pure dark red. 它已经从昔时的黯红,变成了纯粹的深红。 Like the color of blood. 如同血的颜色。 In the nighttime sky, only other described that the distressed three people, the expression varies, look at each other in blank dismay. 夜空中,只余下形容狼狈的三人,表情不一,面面相觑。