"Woo~~~"
I covered my mouth with my hands and squatted on the ground, retching continuously. My stomach was churning violently, and my eyes were filled with a bloody mist.
Is this hell? No, this isn't hell, hell won't be that scary.
In front of me is a lake.
There is no water in the lake because it is filled with blood!
There is no life in the lake because it is the remains of life - bones and flesh!
Lake of blood? Bone Lake? Meat Lake?
I don't know what words to describe the scene in front of me.
The thick and smelly blood exudes light red heat, as if the whole living person is put into a grinder, then filled with a full pot, put on the fire and boiled, with countless steaming blood The blood and flesh are mixed together, and some semicircular objects similar to heads can be found vaguely, with hair still attached to them. The white brains are gradually blending into the boiling blood. Occasionally, half-round eyes are constantly blinking. With the steaming blood rolling, the skull with half a face, the mouth opened and closed as if it was telling something, and the squirming internal organs...
How many sins must be committed to do such a cruel thing? This is not hell, but an abyss that is more sad and despairing than hell. I seem to see countless ghosts with weeping faces, bound by this abyss. The sky above was crying, begging, and howling ferociously. Even after death, they will be branded as slaves by the devil and wail in purgatory for eternity.
What do these bloody struggling faces, these hot fresh bones and flesh, represent? I almost dare not think about it anymore.
"No...!!!!!!" I yelled like crazy and punched the ground with my fists.
"grown ups……?"
A slight, hallucinatory sound floated in my ears like a gossamer.
"Vilas..."
I jerked my head up, stood up straight, and looked around like crazy.
"Vilas!!! Is that you?"
Less than a moment. I found her figure not far away by the "lake". She was tied to a tall wooden frame with her long silk hair curled slightly. Along with her little head, it hung weakly on her chest.
"Vilas..."
I don't know how to describe the joy at this moment, narrow escape from death? Rebirth after disaster? My mind was completely confused, and I was stumbling. I hurried over in a hurry.
"Sir..." She seemed to be trying hard to raise her head and turn to me.
"Don't move there, I'll come over." I quickened my pace.
Close, close. However, there was an unexpected dark shadow with a ferocious smile. He slowly walked out from behind her.
I've never hated a thing so much. there has never been.
I've never been like this. Hate and fear that ugly smile. there has never been.
That ferocious smile and that proud look seemed to be mocking my naivety and weakness. The machete in my hand was more like teasing the despair deep in my heart! !
"No!!!!!!"
I took out a javelin and threw it with all my strength. God, if you really exist, please bless me. This is the first time in my life that I sincerely beg for God's blessing.
"Whoosh..."
The javelin drew a graceful arc and pinned the figure to the ground accurately. I seemed to see its unbelievable look.
"good……"
The knife falls...
Time seemed to stand still at that moment, and the sky in the pupils seemed to be dyed red...
The blood spurting out was as poignant as blood cherry blossoms.
The hair was flying, and the faces were slowly turning in mid-air. Slowly, slowly, slowly, little by little, they turned around. Finally, their eyes met...
There seemed to be a hint of surprise left in those big black innocent eyes, which reflected a pale and twisted face. Then, as time passed bit by bit, the life that had not yet had time to pass away, that original The weak and pale lips suddenly curved slightly, and a gentleness flashed in the eyes again.
The moment of youthfulness encompasses a girl's most precious life, as if the most beautiful things in the world are concentrated in this smile.
Some people say that the smile before death is the most beautiful and flawless, but why does this beautiful smile make me so sad! !
…
As long as there are adults around, it will be fine.
Your Excellency is a true hero, I firmly believe this.
Hum hum… hum… hum… Veras’ special nutritious breakfast – Momo noodles! Replenish the strength you need for the day!
…
why why why why...
"Why are you laughing!!!!"
I held her body in my arms as if I was lost, and murmured to myself, tears streaming down my cheeks.
Why are you smiling? Why do you still smile like this when facing me who is so incompetent? Didn't I fail to save you? ...Contempt, hatred, hatred, everything is fine, why do you have to show such a smile, rubbish and trash like me, what is there for you to look forward to, what is there for you to trust, why, facing can't save you Faced with me like this, do you still want to laugh?
Stupid, so stupid! ! ! ! ! !
I don’t know how long it took, but I put down the blood-stained corpse in my hands and staggered back a few steps, my eyes trembling violently with fear! Fear, regret, hatred, and the chaotic and disordered heart are gradually degenerating. The pain of losing friends, irreparable strong regret, and completely losing myself.
Just go back like this and continue to be my hero. All of this is beyond human control.
Right, that is it.
"Ha ha ha ha……"
I laughed loudly, hero? good. It’s really a suitable title for a bereaved dog, hahaha...
Take another closer look! Take another closer look! As if tempted by the devil, I couldn't help but move my gaze towards Vilas's face.
Yes, take a closer look and leave that smile engraved in your heart. It is constantly painful and gnawing at your soul. There is only more and more pain. Only with more regret can you free your soul. Yes, this is proof of your incompetence. Facing your friend's plea for help, you can only watch helplessly, unable to do anything, unable to do anything.
even so. Even so, she still trusts me...
"Ugh...ah...!!!"
The heart-wrenching regret made me finally cry uncontrollably.
…
I do not know how long it has been.
Rustling... There was a slight sound of footsteps in the mist.
"Big brother……"
That gentle voice that was so familiar that I couldn't be more familiar made me excited. Turning around sharply.
"Sarah, why are you here? How could you come here?"
caught the eye. It was Sarana's irreplaceable beautiful face.
"I heard that Vitas Village has won. I wanted to come over and have a look. Dad said you were on a mission, so I took advantage of him not paying attention and ran out secretly." Sara showed a playful smile.
"Asshole, that guy Lal..."
I was so angry that I almost bit my teeth to pieces. I let Shala go to a place like this alone. I would definitely beat him half to death when I got back.
The appearance of Sara brought some clarity to my heart, which was disturbed by pain and regret.
"Hurry up, I'll take you back. This place is too dangerous."
I anxiously walked towards her and urged, Shala is always unique in my heart, I don't want her to see me in pain and helplessness now.
"Brother, you are crying."
Shala was stunned and pointed at the wet tears on my face. The concern on her face made me feel warm in my heart.
Yes, I can’t lose it anymore, I can’t lose my important things anymore…
"Come, let's go back."
I smiled and stretched out my hand to Sara. Yes, holding her hand and feeling her presence would warm my heart.
Don’t cry, Sara will wipe big brother’s face…”
Shala put her young and warm hand in my palm, and her other little hand gently touched my cheek, her warm hand...
At the same time, a bright long knife was extended through her chest.
"kindness?"
I looked at the long knife with doubtful eyes and didn't react for a while.
Then, the warm little hand caressing my face slowly, slower and slower, and then gently slipped from my cheek.
"Don't cry...oh."
With a gentle smile on her face, Sara called out softly in a weak voice.
The sound of "touch" and the sound of falling into my arms...
Behind her, a smiling Sinking Demon was waving the bloody long knife.
what on earth is it.
I hugged the petite body in my arms blankly, and the warm and viscous red liquid was flowing from my hands and slowly dripping into the ground.
He looked at the Sinking Demon in front of him again.
It felt like something was disconnected in my mind.
Everything is gone.
“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhinging”
The sound of tearing and tearing the lungs followed, and by the end, it seemed that it was no longer a human voice.
"Kill you, kill you, kill you, kill you, kill you, kill you..."
Two veined palms clasped the Sinking Demon's shoulders and pushed it to the ground. The huge force in the hands made its shoulder bones crack like a caracara.
"Proud..." The Sinking Demon let out a painful howl. It was horrified to find that the twisted and ferocious face of the human in front of it, and the scarlet and cruel eyes were something that even as a demon it had never seen before.
"Kill you, kill you, kill you, kill you..."
A heavy punch hit it on the head, making it think that its brain had been split. The second punch, the third punch...
The Sinking Demon was already dead, so the fourth punch cracked its skull, the fifth punch knocked out its pale eyes, and the sixth punch smashed half of its head, causing disgusting brain matter to fly everywhere. The sixth punch landed on the chest, and the whole chest collapsed, squeezing out some beating internal organs from the broken neck, and then the seventh punch, the eighth punch...
No more, no more, nothing!
Destroy, destroy, destroy everything!
"Roar……"
Xiaoxue, who had been roaring in a low voice on the side, felt the chaotic and violent emotions of his master, and finally couldn't help but pounce towards the depths of the mist in the center of the lake.
The fog cleared, and a beautiful, dreamlike figure appeared on the snow-white altar.
The figure is like a snow-white phoenix, the translucent dreamy wings reveal a faint blue light, and the ribbon-like tail swings gently, bringing up layers of stunning phantoms, dazzling and unimaginably beautiful. .
However, its name and the fear it is given are louder than its beauty. Belil (English translation: beil, please see the official background information for details), the demon king of big words who dominates illusions and lies, and the four demon kings of hell. One, the source of chaos and conspiracy, the culprit who instigated the entire hell rebellion, the culprit of the original sin war, the most hated and feared demon king among the three demon gods...
Any crime is enough to leave a strong mark in the history of poetry, and its terror will continue to last...
