在黑暗迷雾中,泰戈尔踩在暴君的脊背上,将利剑插进他的身体。
“你杀了我,你就会变成我。”暴君虚弱的喘息着,发出一声狞笑。
泰戈尔笑道,“我已被教会放逐,今生四海为家。对你们拼了老命也要守护的财富和权力根本不屑一顾。除掉你后,我就继续云游四方去了。”
“他们会逼你的。”
“他们是谁?会逼我做什么?”
泰戈尔对暴君的这句话疑惑不解,可再望去,爪牙暗红色的眼瞳已经凝滞散开。
In the dark fog, Tagore stepped on the back of the tyrant's claws and inserted a sharp sword into his body.
"If you kill a tyrant, you will become a tyrant." Claws and teeth panted weakly and gave a grim smile.
Tagore laughed, "I've been exiled by the church and I'm a family all over the world in this life. I don't care about your wealth and power that you have worked hard to protect. After getting rid of the tyrant, I'll continue to travel around."
"They will force you."
"Who are they? What will they force me to do?"
Tagore was puzzled by the words of his minions, but when he looked again, the dark red pupils of his minions had stagnated and dispersed.
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