The original god, the zero-seat executive of the Fools

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With a harsh sound, the door to the room was pushed open.

A blue-haired figure walked into the room. Even though the upper half of his face was completely covered by the mask, the skirmishers guessed that the eyes behind the mask must be filled with heat!

The hands holding both arms unconsciously exerted force.

The blue-haired young man's mouth was filled with uncontrollable excitement.

"Haha, the legendary Demon God of Night, even a trace of his soul after death is enough to maintain a new lease of life. It's really amazing——"

The blue-haired young man, or the second executive officer of the Fools, [Doctor] Dotore, said with emotion.

He walked to the boy's bedding and stood there, folding his arms and looking at the boy who was overwhelmed by the pain. He said with a smile: "It's so pitiful. How much life can a ray of remnant soul bring, even if it is as powerful as the Demon God of the Night?" , after death, you can only turn into a mortal like an ant - maybe you should thank me?"

He seemed to be talking to himself, or to the boy who was trapped in a nightmare.

As if awakened by his voice, the boy opened his weak eyes. They were a pair of eyes as clear as amethyst, but they were so weak that they seemed to be broken in the next second.

"Who...are you? Where...is he?"

His voice was weak, his words were stumbling, his eyes were hazy, and his pupils seemed to be dilating.

"I am a scholar, you can call me [Doctor]. As for him...if you are talking about that doll...haha, you will probably never meet again."

"What's wrong with him?" the boy asked breathlessly, as if just speaking had exhausted his energy.

"Don't worry, he's fine, because you will be the one who disappears." The doctor smiled, leaned over, and suddenly pinched the boy's delicate neck with his palms, but the boy did not resist at all.

His weak eyes stared at Dotore's mask covering his eyes, and he struggled to say: "Are you... here to kill me?"

"Haha." The doctor smiled and said nothing, but the strength in his hand increased.

"Can...please help me...bring me a message..."

"Help me... say... I'm sorry - tell him... dolls don't have feelings... humans are not because..."

"Having a heart is..."

"But because...have...feelings..."

The boy closed his eyes before the last words were spoken, never to open them again.

The doctor let go of his hand and stood up. A jet-black stream of light escaped from the boy's body. He stretched out his hand excitedly, and as an unmelted crystal ice ball emerged, the black stream of light penetrated into it.

The ice ball turned into pitch black, filled with traces of black mist.

The illusory scene ends here.

The skirmisher read this in silence, and then he couldn't help but laugh: "Haha..."

"Hehehe, hahahahahaha——!"

The laughter grew louder and louder, and the black light around him grew stronger.

"Dottore!!!"

A horrifying roar came from his throat, and a black beam of light rose into the sky, blasting the roof of the Borrowing Pavilion and the rocks above into pieces.

The figure of the skirmisher flew out of the blasted void.

But before he could set off again, a figure that could not be said to be unfamiliar appeared on his path.

Ying was suspended in mid-air, holding his arms and looking at him silently.

The skirmisher with the black flames escaping from his eyes said viciously: "Go away, I don't have time to waste time with you here."

Ying frowned slightly, and then sighed slightly: "When I created you hundreds of years ago, I just wanted to be the container of God's heart. I never thought that you would give birth to real feelings. At that time, all I needed was a doll. , not a human being, I didn’t know what happened next, maybe I owe you an apology.”

The skirmisher sneered, his whole body was wrapped in black light, and his whole body hit the shadow like a meteor.

Even though the skirmisher's speed exceeded the speed of sound several times at this moment, and even the air made harsh friction, Ying still dodged before he hit him.

The skirmishers did not stop, but maintained high speed and disappeared from Ying's sight in an instant.

Ying looked at the direction where the stragglers were leaving, which was the direction of Zhidong. She was silent for a moment, then couldn't help but sigh and shake her head slightly.

Chapter 191 Ashes of the same kind

The skirmishers realized that they had been betrayed three times.

One is God, his creator, the ruler of Inazuma, who was created by the god of thunder and then sealed and abandoned.

The second one is a person, his friend, Niwa was his best friend during the time when he was walking on Taosha. They ate together, chatted together, danced swords together, and forged together, but in the end, when the accident happened on Taosha , as the person in charge, Niyu fled in fear of crime, and before leaving, he passed the responsibility of almost certain death to him.

The third one is the same kind. It was the final redemption he encountered by chance after encountering the ups and downs of life. He gave love when he couldn't get it. The stragglers at that time...or Qingqi really thought so.

He was a child who had no father or mother and was abandoned by everyone. He took him in and took him back to the starting point of the story - the Borrowing View Pavilion.

They lived there, depended on each other, and agreed to never leave or betray each other.

The boy was in poor health, frail and sickly. Qingqi went out every day and worked hard to bring back more nutritious food to supplement the boy's nutrition.

In this kind of dedication, Qinqi felt that he was satisfied and began to gradually forget the scars of the past.

They often chat, and the boy always likes to tell the admirer about his dreams. His dreams are so colorful.

Those who admire Qi are somewhat envious.

"Do you know? I dreamed yesterday that I went to another world!" During breakfast, the boy excitedly described his dream to the admirer.

"There are many very big buildings there, and the roads are as dense as spider webs! There are also many large iron boxes that can run by themselves!"

"It's super fun there, and you can eat big crabs. I had a great time there!"

The Qingqi picked up a piece of tofu with chopsticks and put it into his mouth. He asked with some confusion: "Really? Then why did you look like you were woken up by a nightmare in the morning?"

Hearing this, the boy immediately laughed sheepishly "hehe" twice, scratched his cheek and said, "Because I found that I couldn't find you, and then I woke up..."

Qingqi's expression was slightly startled, and then he smiled and said: "Don't worry, didn't we have an agreement? We will never leave each other, I am here."

"Yeah!" The boy responded with a big smile, then took a few bites of the food and chewed it hard.

In the morning, it started to rain heavily outside, but Qingqi still went out because the food in his "home" had been eaten, and the boy's body could not withstand the torture of hunger.

He came to a nearby stream, put on a tarp that did not provide much protection from rain, and trudged down the fast-flowing stream in the storm.

The wind blew the tarp into the air, and the admirer had to put an arm in front of his face to keep his eyes open.

Finally he saw a general crab crawling onto the shore from the stream. He didn't care much and waded over quickly against the current.

He rushed forward with all his strength, pressed the crab under his body, and carefully grabbed the crab out. Thinking that if he brought back a few crabs at noon, the boy would definitely scream with excitement, he unconsciously raised the corners of his mouth. .

He took off his jacket that was already soaked in muddy water, tied it into a package and put the crab in. Then he put the package on the shore and continued into the water...

When the admirer pushed open the door of the Jingjing Pavilion with a dirty coat wrapped in his hands, the boy who was sitting listlessly by the door waiting with his hands on his cheeks suddenly stood up happily and went to greet him.

But seeing Qingqi's body soaked to the skin and still dripping water on the floor, the joy suddenly turned into deep worry: "Where have you been? Didn't you say you went to the town to buy some food? ?Why is it like this?"

The Qingqi didn't care about his own embarrassment at the moment, and there was a smile on his delicate cheeks stained with mud.

He leaned over and put the package on the ground and opened it. The boy immediately saw the struggling crabs inside.

"You went to catch crabs?" The boy couldn't believe it.

"Yeah, I heard you say this morning that you dreamed of eating crabs in your dream. I can't do anything else too great, but I can help you move from your dream to reality." The Qingqi Zhe smiled and looked forward to it. Watching the boy's next joy.

But who knows, the boy just pursed his lips, and mist filled his beautiful eyes. He lowered his head and grabbed Qinqi's wet clothes: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have told you that..."

"..." The Qingqi looked blankly at the sad boy with his head hanging down. His expectations were in vain. The boy's completely opposite behavior made the Qingqi a little confused, but strangely, he was not disappointed. There was even an inexplicable warmth in it. Flowing in the chest.

The curious man came back to his senses and touched the boy's head with his hand. He smiled and said, "We will eat crabs for lunch."

……

What is the heart?That is what the admirers long for.

But the curious person himself does not know what the heart is.

He only knew that at this moment, his chest was empty as never before.

He sat weakly in the corner of the room, his empty eyes mostly covered by half-draped eyelids, but they could not hide the deathly aura and malice that emanated from his body from the inside out.

Not far away from him, in the spotless white quilt, the boy's body, as silent as a porcelain doll, was lying quietly inside, as if he was asleep.

Yes, the boy is dead. On a sunny day, when the Qinqi brought back today's lunch, he discovered that the person with whom he had promised not to be separated was no longer there, and even he had abandoned him.

Even the final redemption betrayed him.

On the expressionless face of the admirer, two traces of tears streaked across silently.

There will be no heart left in the ashes. It will either remain cold and silent forever and become a piece of dust, or it will burn with a more fierce flame on top of the dead ashes...

The dust that had been dead for hundreds of years was completely ignited at this moment.

It was as if the emotions that had been accumulated for hundreds of years had found an excellent outlet.

Flying into the solstice sky, the skirmisher's speed became faster and faster. Wherever he passed, the air was squeezed and screamed. He only heard a roar, and a void was finally overwhelmed and shattered by him.

The figure of the skirmisher also disappeared in the ferocious space crack in an instant.

Today is the solstice of winter, with heavy goose-feather snow falling as always, and the endless snowfield is like a thick, flawless velvet blanket.

rumbling...

Thunder is a relatively rare weather phenomenon in snowy weather, but not many people pay attention to it in the solstice, because snow is so common in the solstice, and there are more snowy days, so it is inevitable that there will be thunder mixed in a few times. sound.

But some people noticed that today was unusual, because the thunder that ripped through the sky with the sound of thunder just now was black.

Chapter 192 Civil War?

Different from the winter when heavy snow falls, the sun is still shining brightly in Xumi today.

Unfortunately, the combination of the dignified Dean of the Order and the Sumeru God stopped at the top eight in a competition.

Yes, after several days of competition, due to someone’s negative attitude and slack in preparation before the game, in the quarter-finals of the Moon Lotus Cup Tamer Competition, the mushroom teams of Knox and Nasida Finally defeated.

The ones who defeated them were Ying and Paimon's mushroom team who successfully advanced to the semi-finals.

There was nothing to regret, regardless of Knox, he had never taken the so-called Moon Lotus Cup seriously from beginning to end, but Nasida felt that this game was a good result regardless of winning or losing.

If they win, they will cheer for Ying and Paimon to win the championship. If they lose, they will wish Ying and Paimon the final victory.

Although it's a bit of a pity not to reach the finals, it can be considered a good result now.