Why.
In the end what happened.
Unable to accept everything, Zhou Li felt that every cell in his body was trembling and roaring crazily. He opened his mouth and found that no words came out, only a hoarse hum. He wanted to reach out and touch the girl in front of him, but he couldn't lift the arms that had killed countless demons.
"Go ahead."
The light in her eyes gradually dimmed, and Carrie seemed to have expected everything. She had a gentle smile on her face, and blood oozed from the corners of her mouth. She lowered her head slowly, her voice like a hanging thread.
"My Lord...is waiting for you."
"No···"
Zhou Li used all his strength to pronounce a simple syllable. He looked at the girl who threw herself into his arms with a gentle smile, but could no longer call his name, and there was only violent trembling and fear in his eyes.
What on earth did I do.
Zhou Li felt the frightening smell of the mountain of corpses and sea of blood behind him, and also saw the girl in front of him who he had not been with for a long time, but who regarded him as a close relative.
He felt his heart gradually begin to break.
In the end what happened.
Doubt, unwillingness, pain and despair tore at every inch of Zhou Li's nerves. He felt unprecedented fear, even more frightening than the first time he met the devil and the first time his life hung on the line.
I am already speechless.
I couldn't speak, my throat felt like it had been torn out, my head hurt, and my body felt so heavy.
Is there blood on my hands?
She's Carrie... the sweet kid. Why she died, why she had a penetrating wound to her chest, why she was in my arms.
Why, I was the one who killed her! ! ! !
"Oh~"
With a tearing roar coming from his throat, Zhou Li staggered to his knees like a wild beast, leaning on his sword and feebly feeling his surroundings.
demon?
The mother plucked up the courage to pick up the shovel and swung it weakly at the Scarlet Knight, but was decapitated by a sword.
Her child rushed out angrily, his thin body full of anger. He was punched and kicked like he was walking out of hell, and finally his head was cut off with a sword.
Heroic soldiers came like a tide, and were finally cut off by the bloody light.
The residents fled in all directions, but in the end, they were found by the disaster and killed like an ant.
Hades...never had a demon.
No.
Stretching out his hand and looking at the hands stained with scarlet blood and the girl who lost her breath, Zhou Li understood one thing.
There is one and only one devil.
turn out to be···
"it's me."
It seemed like he was crying, but also like he was laughing hysterically. At this moment, Zhou Li finally understood.
He was not here to save Hades. Before setting off, his plans, those ridiculous plans, had already been seen through by the gods.
Above the God Realm, the gods watched indifferently as a clown named Zhou Li covered the paper with ridiculous graffiti, and then smugly said that he could save everything.
The gods didn't stop or even pay attention. They calmly threw the clown into the drawing paper, and then, the clown suddenly discovered something.
It turns out that it was not the gods who actually tore the drawing paper.
Instead, he jumped up and down, not realizing that the fire on the clown's nose had burned down the entire image.
"It's all under your control..."
With his face covered with tears but full of hysterical laughter, Zhou Li finally understood that the Holy Tree Crown was not a loophole given to him by the gods at all. It was a trap that was as simple as a mousetrap but had miraculous effects, and he stepped into this trap without hesitation.
Like a ridiculous mouse.
"sorry."
The voice sounded slowly, and Zhou Li, who had already felt his brain gradually disappearing, weakly raised his head. The warm orange color made Zhou Li feel a little comforted. Futaba's face gradually appeared in his blurred eyes.
Like the warm sun, like falling leaves.
The girl's smile was gentle and bright, but also filled with sadness that could not be dissipated.
"kill me."
Zhou Li's brain could no longer think. He felt that the crown of the sacred tree was constantly burning his soul and tearing his body. He knows that once he loses consciousness, killing will turn him into a monster again.
"kill me!"
He yelled at Futaba.
This was the only time he yelled at Futaba.
It's also the last time.
"You are a brave man."
Shaking his head, with a regretful but plain smile, Futaba said softly: "You killed 160,01 restless souls, so you are not wrong."
"In my empire, all the subjects are unwilling to die, and are restless souls who are unwilling to fall into the darkness of death and reincarnation. Killing them is their liberation."
"I...kill me."
At this time, Zhou Li's speech had begun to be slurred. He felt that his consciousness was gradually dissipating, and a terrible smell of blood spread in his brain.
"They...want to kill...you"
"You want to kill me."
Shaking his head, Futaba chuckled and said, "The brave man of light kills the tyrant of darkness. This is what you have to do."
"No...I..."
Zhou Li slowly pulled out the dagger, raised it up under the cold light, and stabbed it into his chest. He could no longer distinguish his body, couldn't find his heart, and couldn't lift it to his throat. He just relied on instinct to stab the dagger into his chest and used his last strength to stir.
He was begging for death.
"it does not matter."
Walking to Zhou Li's side, he squatted down gently. Shuangye gently stroked Zhou Li's face. The softness in his eyes was as clear as water, "Everything... will be fine."
"Even if I die here, even if the Hades Empire falls, even if...you complete the mission of a hero."
"We will meet in another place as well."
Hugging Zhou Li, feeling the boy's warmth, Futaba gently pressed her forehead against his shoulder. In the dim castle, this scene was strange and peaceful.
Stretching out his hand, under Zhou Li's unbelievable gaze, Shuangye gently picked up the dagger in his hand and put it in Zhou Li's hand again. The blade of the dagger was aimed at Shuangye's own heart.
"No, no, no..."
Zhou Li's voice no longer belonged to him, and an indescribable pain and madness filled his brain. But even so, he still maintained his final condition. He desperately wanted to throw away the dagger and die, but the crown of the sacred tree prevented him from trampling on the life given by the gods.
"Eluma...you have sacrificed so many reincarnations for him."
With a weak voice that only she could hear, a relieved smile appeared on the girl's soft cheeks. She closed her eyes and said softly:
"This time, it's me who endures the pain."
Blood color bloomed like bright flowers in Zhou Li's eyes.
The girl hummed a nursery rhyme that only Eluma could sing, closed her eyes, and left his arms.
