Unlucky black cat

Chapter 315 Hate and Tenderness

The strange evil god finally retreated. When the clouds and mist dissipated, when the insects, bones, and ghost hands were all built into the statue.

There was silence in the vast ruins, and the long night returned to a brief calm.

The skeletal tower was stained with blood, and the broken arms and faces of several mages were unwillingly exposed. These real flesh and blood, embedded under a pile of bones and insects, seemed to be trying to break free at the last moment.

However, the previous high temperature had already integrated them into this sky-high tower.

As a result, only the hatred of the deceased was left in the cold wind.

Jiang Sheng hugged Zhuang Yuan and slowly floated to the center of the rocks.

Before Shenyin crashed down, it used the spell of space transfer to rescue the girl.

At this time, the girl had regained her consciousness, even though her body was covered with blood carved with runes. Even the body with its arms and legs cut off looked so broken.

But she still opened her eyes, endured the pain, and even looked up at the cat demon holding her in his arms with great tenderness.

Even though this was probably the last remaining softness in her.

Jiang Sheng, is that you?

Although the image of the cat demon has changed a lot, and it can even be said that it is completely unrecognizable, the girl still firmly called out the other party's identity.

it's me.

The cat demon responded equally softly, and then caressed the girl's cheek with his hand.

I'm here to save you.

I miss you so much.

Zhuang Yuan, whose heart and eyes were filled with the past, smiled, and even slowly raised a pair of arms with only half of them left. She seemed to want to put her arms around Jiang Sheng's neck, but in the end she could only touch nothingness.

I really want to go back in time.

Even though my past was equally dilapidated, at that time, at least I still had my mother, and at least I still had you.

sorry.

Unable to suppress his guilt, Jiang Sheng knelt down gently on the ground, then lowered his head and touched the other person's severed limb with the side of his face.

Sorry, I am late.

Sorry, I can't change anything.

Sorry, I'm just an evader with no power.

A few drops of blood, like tears, slipped from the corners of Jiang Sheng's eyes and finally hit Zhuang Yuan's lips.

It was probably a sweet taste, at least Zhuang Yuan didn't feel sad.

I will save you, I will restore your body, I promise.

The sad cat demon tightened his face and made another promise in a hoarse voice.

Although it had broken its promise to Zhuang Yuan several times, it had only broken its promise to Zhuang Yuan several times.

An almost endless stream of spiritual power poured into the girl's body from Jiang Sheng's hand.

Countless spells instantly stopped the blood flowing out and repaired the girl's skin that was covered with spells.

But as for the amputated limb, how to restore the amputated limb? Jiang Sheng has no answer yet.

bump!

On the other side, Three Thousand Resentments, who controlled the inscription, finally opened the door to another world.

Almost instantly, a massive amount of spiritual energy emerged from the inside of the gate.

The misfortune and resentment that were still floating in the air just now were suddenly calmed down a bit.

Immediately afterwards, grass blades began to sprout from large areas of land.

Then, countless vines gradually climbed up the ruins.

Then comes the growth of trees.

Then there were gushing rivers.

Nature is repairing quickly, because the spiritual energy has overshadowed the disaster and begun to affect the surrounding environment.

Because Sanqianyuan still holds a magic formula in his hand, this benign influence is intensified again.

It's so beautiful.

People in the live broadcast channel looked around with the help of drone lenses.

Is this the scene of spiritual energy recovery?

In comparison, the tower made of bones and flesh seems even more terrifying.

So, is that white monster crying?

Do monsters actually cry?

He seemed to want to save the girl.

So that monster's anger must be for this girl.

Actually, he didn't kill innocent people indiscriminately, right?

Beautiful monsters and miserable girls, selfish monsters and miserable girls, I think of a story in my mind.

God, please give them a gentle ending (God, please give them a gentle ending).

…

Three Thousand Resentments did not pay attention to the comments on the channel.

He just maintained the formation in his hand until the spiritual power here was completely filled, and then he silently dispersed the spirit of the stone tablet.

bump!

The door that penetrated deep into the earth was closed again, and there was no longer any trace on the ground.

From then on, this door will only open again every ten years and will not affect the surface environment.

This is the rule set by Three Thousand Resentments.

call.

After all the dust settled, the young man let out a faint breath.

Jiang Sheng is still repairing Zhuang Yuan's body.

They were not far from Three Thousand Resentments, but neither side made any more noise.

Until Zhuang Yuan suddenly smiled and spoke to the cat demon.

Jiang Sheng, I'm sorry.

Also thank you.

Thank you for always wanting to save me.

But I really don’t have the courage to live anymore.

I have no reason to live anymore.

I've been through enough pain.

I've had enough of this miserable fate.

So, let me be willful again.

Just let me borrow your power once more.

If it's you, it must be fine.

You can definitely help me vent my hatred completely at the end, right?

Wait, Zhuang Yuan, what are you going to do?

Jiang Sheng, who was suddenly apologized, was confused for a moment for no reason.

Unfortunately, Zhuang Yuan did not respond to its panic, but turned directly to look at the young man standing not far away.

Three Thousand Resentments, please look up at me. Didn't you say that you have no reason to die before this world is completely changed? So now, let me give you a reason.

oh?

Sanqian Yuan, whose interest was piqued, smiled and spread his hands.

Then what kind of reason do you want to give me?

I will use my own life as a bet, the spiritual power behind me as the cornerstone, and the 128 cursed objects and 128 resentful spirits swallowed in my body as collateral to order this world.

The broken girl opened her eyes wide and twisted her face, burning with anger.

And gradually transformed his voice from a flat and straightforward statement into a roar and roar with all his strength.

I want to make this world a place where good and evil are rewarded, and justice lasts forever! I want to make evil people like you die without a burial place!

I, I, want this world to never have people as disabled as me.