THE LIVINETT PROTOCOL 9
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The age of the Wilson twins who are still very young certainly makes them have stronger stamina. Unlike the older Bion, he was troubled at having to match the full power of ****** kill of Wilson's youth.
Bion set his breath that began to hunt incoherently. Blood flow was flowing very fast, his chest was beating fast. The drum of death was ready to be brought to accompany his death. In war, anything can happen. Don't let your guard down! If you let your guard down a little, your life will be lost. Bion.
“Try to kill us if you can. It is precisely your head that I will cut off!” chirps Daz.
They started to craze, getting hotter, fierce once the fight was going on. Some of the troops in possession of Arcansas had already managed to take over the front of the palace. They had broken through the main door and the second-tier door.
Walls were scattered, fire was burning everywhere. The sight that makes the eyes hurt. The enemy attack will indeed be held in front of the door. Such was the defense system within the Pedral Kingdom.
This time, in order to overthrow the king, Arcansas incarnated like an angel of death. Fear had enveloped every time the king exhaled.
The flowers that had bloomed beautifully and full of color became withered and then fell. Drowning with a very heartbreaking grief. Flowers have been crying, drought is coming. The king was covered in endless sorrow. There may be an antidote so that the grief is not getting rusty. But alas, the chain of shackles grew stronger and he continued to fall in the gripping night.
Powerful penggawa-gawa kingdom miliik began to shrink his guts. Indeed, they are not as brave as the Arcansas who are full of greatness and violent. They're not like the Wilson twins either. But the loyalty of the royal soldiers was on a different level towards the king. The forces of the Pedral Kingdom will still defend the palace even though they have to sacrifice their lives.
Like a writer armed with his mind and pen. The forces of the Pedral Kingdom had weapons of obedience and sincerity. Two things that can make them survive and not afraid to die. Although only armed with two things that are considered trivial.
A Hint
Although it was just a mere delusion that was very pseudo and impossible to happen, but for the sake of serving King Trill, the soldiers had thrown away their ego. They continued to swing swords, throw arrows, and draw spears to protect the kingdom.
If war is the only way to survive and prosper, then what will be the future. Waging war constantly will bring peace.
This is exactly what happened to the past story of a mysterious nation. Secrets that begin to open slowly. A great story about the beginning of a new civilization after Erona Filder.
The dark veil slowly inched and then gave a ray of hope for the future. Prolonged heat seemed to disappear and replaced by a soothing rain shower. The dry season is gone and will not return.
A great clue begins with a life story. It slowly begins to unfold that the Lemurians who once met Arcansas' predecessor were war victims and warlike as well.
It had been three days in a row that Arcansas had a strange dream. The dream features an ancient story that continues to ring in his head. Strange, dwarf creatures, confusing conversations, all the more incomprehensible to Arcansas.
He did not focus on the war and went back to remembering his dreams. In the dream he met a figure who told the story that made Arcansas upset. This story is the story of the battle that befell a mysterious people.
The people claimed to come from a very fertile planet. In his dream, Arcansas seemed to believe that the dream was real. Because every incident is able to shake his body. Dreams and reality have no boundaries anymore. Hopefully, Arcansas did not go crazy because he had such an obscure dream.
This is the dream that Arcansas experienced, there is a mysterious figure who said that he was a victim of war or rather escape. The figure escaped along with several other members who managed to survive a major attack carried out by other nations.
“What made you run away?” ask Arcansas.
“The Atlanteans cornered my people. Some of my people ran away from our home place called Earth, the planet was very fertile. Then we stayed on an unnamed planet for a long time. Then try to return to Earth. But there has been inhabited by a new creature of the Adam.”
“Atlantis, Earth, and Adam?” Arcansas confused.
“Yes. When we came back, they called us aliens. Lemuria is the name of my people, use all the knowledge we have if you want to seize the Pegalisch Continent.”
Arcansas really did not understand the last sentence that told to use science. Arcansas awakens from a dream, he gasps. His shoulders went up and down as he felt his dream was very real. That's a dream that until now disturbed the mind of Arcansas.
If only Arcansas had known the old parchments at Dum Castle. Perhaps he could find clues to the truth of the Lemurians.
The dream was always repeated in his sleep. It's just that the last dream feels longer because a mysterious figure from the Lemurians told Arcansas to return to his island. Arcansas was told to research the ruins of Dum Castle on Suin Island before it completely disappeared.
Could it be that Arcansas could find the answer to that dream. Will he remain in the Pegalisch Continent to steal the Livinett Stone, or just obey the mysterious figure in his dream? The answer is still not revealed because Arcansas does not know anything.
The Painter
Long before the war broke out, the situation inside the palace was still peaceful. Deimr always enjoyed his days as a painter. He often relaxes with Pabel whenever he has free time. Looking at the hill behind the palace, while humming softly he painted. Sometimes they take care of plants. Deimr is the most relaxed man.
“Why do you paint this palace? It's better if you paint a view.” Pabel criticized Deimr who was focusing on painting.
“I'm still learning to make my painting better.”
“What art is just painting?” ask Pabel.
“No.” Deimr put down the brush he was holding. “The art is manifold. Know it? My painting is very ugly, in the past when trading, I stole expensive paintings and then I exchanged them with my ugly paintings. Stealing also includes art.”
“Stupid. You've been in the palace since, when did you trade?”
“You forgot? I am often disguised to blend in with the community.”
“You've been living comfortably in the palace, why still steal paintings?”
“Because art is a struggle.”
Pabel simply shook his head hearing Deimr's brazen story. “Have you ever sold your painting?”
“No. I will not sell it even if it is paid a lot. Rejection also includes art.”
“Good. Means death is also art, I'll kill you, that's my art.” Pabel's upset.
Deimr likes to talk about art. Nothing else but the boring word ‘seni’ and always out of his mouth.
“You will tarnish art if you kill me. I want to ask you, have you ever painted?”
“Yes. The best painting I have ever painted is desert sheep dung that is diarrhea,” said Pabel with an annoyed tone.
“Good. Lucky it wasn't your own shit. You'll stain art if you draw your shit.”
Pabel became increasingly upset by Deimr's words. Such stupid conversations they often do. Although the palace officials, they still had the other side as ordinary people.