In short, Shen's father Kusho is Shen, Robber and Akali's master. When Ember began to do evil in southern Ionia, Kusho took four years to catch Ember with caution and robbery. Robber tried to kill Ember, but Kusho, who believed in balance, stopped him, took Ember into custody and tried to change him. Therefore, the robbed heart planted the seeds of rebellion.
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EMBER's Biography
As a thoughtful madman, EMBER firmly believes that murder is an art.. He served his sentence in the prison of Ionia, but he was released because of the undercurrent in the ruling parliament and became an assassin used in the political struggle. Ember used the gun in his hand as a paintbrush, spreading the cruel art he pursued heartily, which made the victim's guts crack and the bystanders stunned. He made fun of himself in the gloomy plays, which made the word "terror" the most appropriate, the messenger.
For many years, the notorious "Golden Magic" has been raging in the southern mountainous area of Ionia. In Zhiyunxing province, this monster killed hordes of travelers, and sometimes even destroyed the whole farm, leaving only twisted and fragmented bodies. Armed militiamen searched the jungle, devil hunter was hired in towns and cities, and infinite masters patrolled every avenue-but the monster's atrocities did not converge at all.
In desperation, Zhiyun Parliament sent a special envoy to visit Master KuShuo and ask for his help. After listening to the special envoy's appeal, Bitter said that he made up an excuse to explain why he couldn't make a move. But a week later, the master himself took his son Shen and his favorite disciple Jie (note: in front of the renegade, Jie's name is Jie), dressed as a tourist, and entered the territory of Zhiyun. They secretly visited countless families who were attacked, explored the gloomy crime scene in detail, and looked for every clue and trace that might be related to the murderer.
The long investigation for four years has changed all three men a lot. Bitter that the master's brilliant red hair has turned white; Shen, who has always been famous for his wit and humor, became unsmiling; And the star disciple ring in the bitter hall began to struggle with what he had learned. When they finally determined a clue to murder, the master said something like this: "Good and evil are not true. The two start from the hearts of the people, and the immediate way is different. "
In the description of many plays and epics in later generations, the capture of the "Golden Devil" can be regarded as the seventh and last great achievement of the bitter master. On the eve of the Spring Festival in Zhan, Master Kushuo disguised himself as a well-known calligrapher and came to Jiyong Road among many artists. Many people think that only evil spirits can commit those inhuman crimes, but the bitter master realizes that the murderer is just an ordinary person-what people call the "Golden Devil" is actually just a stage manager in a troupe that travels in Zhiyun, named Kada Ember.
When they grabbed Ember, the youthful ring came forward and tried to kill the shrinking man, but the bitter master stopped him. Although Ember's evil deeds were hated, the venerable master decided to keep his life and sent him to Tuleng prison. Although Shen objected, he also accepted his father's rational judgment without personal feelings at all. But Jie can't understand and accept such a compassionate arrangement. Over the years, his eyes have been haunted by those cruel murder scenes. It is said that this is the origin of hatred sprouting in his heart.
Although he spent many years in Tuleng prison, the shy and polite Kada Ember didn't reveal much-even his real name. However, during his imprisonment, the monks noticed that he showed great learning talent in many aspects, including cast iron, poetry and dance. Even so, the guards and monks could not persuade him of his morbid obsession.
Outside the prison, the political situation in Ionia was turbulent because of the invasion of the Noxas Empire. The bloodthirsty desire hidden in this quiet country was awakened by the war. The conspirators who are eager to move and the secret social parties born for power have emerged one after another, which has completely disintegrated the peace and balance that the bitter master has tried his best to maintain from the inside out. In order to compete with the power of ninjas and infinite swordsmen, a cabal within the ruling parliament released the ember in order to turn it into a terrorist weapon in its own hands.
Now, when he has mastered the new weapons and almost unlimited funds from Kasuri Arsenal, Kada Ember has begun to raise his so-called "performance" to a new height. His works have been seen by many foreign high-ranking officials and dignitaries, as well as the underground political groups in Ionia. However, how long is a serial killer desperate for attention willing to remain unknown in the shadows?
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The Story of Ember
The gold handwriting intakes the name of the craftsman on the dark green metal, which declares the pride and complacency of the producer. In addition, this object has no conspicuous fancy. It's just a tool-a tool with perfect workmanship. His new masters are very generous. They spent a lot of money to ensure that every change made for Ember would be completed by top craftsmen.
fine tuning took a long time. However, without a good brush, how can you be an artist? The new tools are easier to use and more sophisticated, which dwarfs Ember's previous sharp-edged works.
It took him several months to improve his sword skills and master the mechanism of firearms. There are four bullets in the gun, all made of pure copper mixed with chemicals. Every one was infused with magical energy by him. Each one is comparable to the sabre of Lasilan monks. Each one makes his art run and splash. Each one is a masterpiece. The small trial in Mill Town is enough to prove all this, and his new employers are also very satisfied with the acceptance of the results.
Ember saw the child approaching and slipped the gun into his cloak.
"Can I have a mask now?" The child pointed to the four masks hanging on the cart and asked.
"have you finished what I said?"
the child nodded.
"Then we can start." Ember looked fixedly at his innocent little face for a while. The outline is rounded and presents perfect symmetry. The conventional design is not half original. If you take it off, the mask you made must be terrible.
ember looks across town. The return performance is bound to be wonderful, but the preparation is not easy. Finding master laicon's son is only the second step of the whole plan.
pieces of meat stained with sugar float on the surface of Wuwei soup, and Yingying is flashing. The aroma was tempting, but Shen didn't move the spoon. The waitress nodded with an approving smile as she turned away. Although this bowl of soup is delicious enough, the fat on the soup has not melted yet. Just a moment is the peak enjoyment of taste buds. Need patience.
After carefully studying the interior of the White Cliff Hotel for a while, I found that the roughness and simplicity here are deliberately created appearances. The weaver's craft is wonderful, and only when necessary will the redundant branches and leaves be removed. The candles on the table are flickering, which is a bit odd.
Carefully slide back away from the table and take out the double knives from under your coat.
"Your students are as quiet as a pregnant female wolf." Carefully said.
The businessman dressed up and robbed a man into the hotel. He brushed past the waiter, picked a chair far away from Shen's three tables and sat down. At this distance, Shen can't start work. Although every cell in his body wants to rush to his father-killer, twilight can't allow it. When he forced himself to calm down, he realized that the distance from the robbery was just beyond his reach, with an extra index finger.
Watch the robbery carefully. I thought I would see a sneer. However, rob sighed. His skin color is grayish yellow, and his face is covered with layers of shadows.
"five years, I've been waiting." Shen said.
"didn't I grasp the distance?" Rob asked wearily.
"Even if you cut off my head, I can get close and kill you." Shen said as he stretched out his legs and leaned against the floor behind him. The robbery is ten steps away and one and a half fingers away.
"Your morality is close to mine. And your father's ideals will only expose fragility. Ionia simply can't afford it. " The front foot of the chair was tilted back, just enough to avoid Shen's fatal kill. "I know I can't make you understand, but I will give you a chance to get revenge."
"I didn't do it for revenge. It's that you upset the balance. Therefore, you should die. " Shen moved a few inches closer to his chair.
"The Golden Devil has escaped." Robbery theory
"that's impossible." Shen felt his chest suddenly empty.
"that's your father's greatest achievement. Now, his foolish kindness has once again ruined his glory before his death. " Rob shook his head and sighed. "You know very well what that ... thing can do." Then he leaned forward, deliberately exposing his neck to a cautious attack. "You know very well that only you and I have a way to catch up with and stop him." Rob finally said.
Think back carefully to the first time I saw the body killed by Kada Ember. He felt a sharp pain in his skin and couldn't help clenching his teeth. Only his father will firmly believe that benevolent justice can be demonstrated from this. It was that day that something in Shen's heart changed. And something in the robbery collapsed.
now, the monster is back.
carefully put the blade on the table. He looked down at the bowl of perfect soup in front of him, and the dripping ointment shone slightly on the surface, but he was not hungry at all.
EMBER knows exactly what she looks like. Usually, what he feels is an aversion to himself, but today is the day of performance.
Today, tall and thin Kada Ember gracefully walked into the village, holding a cane made of pure iron in his hand. He has a hunchback and a cloak, which seems to be used to cover the huge deformed parts on his shoulders, but his steps are inconsistent with the lightness. He deliberately lit the ground with his cane, followed a certain rhythm-three times in a row, and then looked again. It was not used to help walking at all, but obviously to show off his appearance. He was hunting with golden light, his cloak was graceful, and the new mask reflected the sun brilliantly.
he whistled as he walked. The tune is an old song sung by workers to celebrate the beginning of spring. But the melody he plays is strangely out of tune occasionally, and these discordant notes sound like the humming of a neurotic patient.
everything is ready. The child has hung white paper on the big tree in the center of the town.
Ember hired a team of workers to renovate all the buildings in the town square and paint them with bright blue-green. He declared that he was just the hand of a generous old man, and the local residents planned to celebrate this good thing like a holiday.
As the crowd gathered more and more, a woman in a pink skirt noticed Ember and the children around him. Her brow twisted at once.
"Chimo." She gave a cry.
"Look, I told you, my mother will wear a pink skirt." The child said.
"Very good." The tall and thin man said, tightening the strap of the mask.
"Chimo!" The woman's voice became tense and she began to walk towards them.
"Why are you wearing a mask for acting?" The child ignored his mother's call.
"Emotion is the source of all art creation. Now, it's a day in a million. Will anyone remember? Will you remember what your mother looked like on this day? "
the child's mother ran towards them.
"Kimo, stay away from him!" She cried out in despair.
the great kada ember drew his pistol from under his cloak. The first bullet surging with magic directly hit the woman's thigh and folded her lower limbs behind her. She let out a scream, her legs solidified into gold in a few seconds, dragging her body and posing as an Ala Beske in ballet.
The villagers and workers gathered in the center of the town turned to look around when they heard the cry. At this perfect juncture, Ember fired the second shot and hit her on the shoulder. The woman turned a circle on the spot, and the wound burst into a large butterfly like a cloud.
The shrill cry of the female townspeople came to an abrupt end with the third bullet. The bullet dragged through the air, wiped out a few inaudible songs, and then crashed into Chimo's mother's stomach. Her hands were broken by the strong impact, and she suddenly bent forward, like a skilled ballet dancer bowing her thanks. She knelt before her son.
"mom?" The child burst into tears.
the last bullet from the muzzle is like a pure energy beam. A woman's body is instantly broken and turned into a bright red. But her face is as delicate as porcelain and quietly falls into her son's arms.
the villagers began to flee.
Ember took off the smile mask on her face and threw it on the ground. He walked up to the child, crushed the mask with one foot, and then took out a crying face and put it on his head.
"I have given you a wonderful gift. Now, she will never fade from your memory. "
Kimo hurried to the center of the town, and ran to his father, Master Lai Kong of the Archery College of Qinli Mountain. His people have annoyed Ember's employers, so he should be taught a lesson. Ember doesn't care about the joints, it is the most important thing to complete the task itself.
Master Lai Kong has just returned here from Mill Town, and his body is covered with dust and mud, which makes him look even darker and rougher.
residents are sandwiched between dazzling blue-green buildings.