"Xieta." Bai Liu lay on his back on the ground. He rarely looked at Tavel, who was holding his head down and suppressing him, with an expression that was almost unresponsive. His breathing was completely messed up, but his tone was still calm, "You What are you doing? Let go of me."
There was no emotion in Tavel's silver-blue eyes. He circled Bai Liu's hands with a whip, pressed it with one hand, and looked down at him intently:
"Bai Liu, there is a price to pay for making a wish to the evil god."
"You asked for my feelings, companionship, heart and love from the beginning, and you want me to be with you all the time." Tavier's long hair snaked on the ground, mixed with Bai Liu's hair, and he looked straight at Bai Liu," In contrast, you have to pay me the same thing."
The shadow of Bai Liu was completely reflected in Tavel's eyes:
"You are my only believer."
"Your feelings, heart, love, pain, and belief can only be my sacrifice, and you are not allowed to worship any other evil gods."
The water of the lake, which was completely dyed red by the fuel, poured into Tavel's back with more joy, and a reverse cross appeared in his silver blue eyes, and the white willow was reflected on the reverse cross, like being imprisoned by the reverse cross on the tower. Well's eyes were normal.
[System warning: The player's monster book identity "The Fallen Cthulhu" has completely lost control of his desires, and his mental value is beating at a high frequency...】
Tavel's hand reached into the hem of Bai Liu's spread shirt, and the cold fingertips slipped from the waist side all the way up to the ground, and finally stretched out the curled fingers and stopped at the position of the heart.
"... Your heart beats so fast, is it because of fear of who I am now?"
Bai Liu covered his eyes with his tied hands, with a slight gasp in his voice: "—No."
"I can feel you are scared." Tavel's voice suddenly lowered, and Bai Liu could feel that the other party was very close to him, "A evil god who is about to completely turn into a monster is unwilling to let you go. It is terrible. Yes?"
"But even like this—" Tavel held Bai Liu's wrist and slammed away Bai Liu's eye-covering arm, calmly and forcefully fixed Bai Liu, making Bai Liu look directly at him, "I won't allow you to escape me. "
"From the time you want to look at me directly, you have lost the right to be afraid of me."
Bai Liu's pure black eyes reflected Tavel's face and fluttering silver-blue curly hair in slow motion.
The black on the whip full of bone spurs stagnated for a moment, and burst upwards completely.
Bai Liu pulled out the whip and released him instantly, wrapped the whip around Tavel's arm, flicked it aside, and threw Tavel away from him.
Tarville looked at the white willow escaping from under him, his eyes were empty, and the lake behind him poured into his back frantically like boiling.
He looked up at Bai Liu who was standing at the other end:
"—Your belief in me was abandoned by you?"
"I don't believe in you anymore, Sheta." Bai Liu held the whip hanging down beside him, only one spot on it was pure white, his tone was very calm.
"Then what is the relationship between us?" Taville asked Bai Liu.
Bai Liu looked at Tavel quietly, his pure black eyes reflected the red paint in the lake, reflecting a faint red color, and the only white spot on the whip was swallowed to the edge.
"And the other relationships between us, when you can't exist by my side as an individual, and even the memory and soul can't be retained, you don't think that any relationship between us now is too bad for me. Is it fair?"
"So I thought about it and felt that there was really no need to discuss it."
Bai Liu raised his eyebrows, tilted his head and smiled: "So now, there is no relationship between us."
After speaking, Bai Liu waved the whip in his hand.
The whip full of bone spurs rushed directly to the front of Tavel.
"boom!"
Bai Liu opened Tavel's black whip with a gun. He knelt on the ground, his chest undulating violently, his face was full of scars, his white shirt was completely red with blood, and his voice was hoarse: "Spades , Stop."
Tarville lowered his head in a daze, he saw the black whip full of bone spurs in his hand, dripping blood on it, and Bai Liu's hand was a silver revolver.
… And what he just saw in Bai Liu's hand was this whip full of bone spurs.
Everything around was messy, the lake disappeared, and there was only a huge pothole left where it was originally a lake. The marsh-like mud at the bottom of the lake was exposed, covered with tired bones, and an old wood carving of the evil god was exposed diagonally. , This wood-carved head is smiling at Tawil.
In the vaguely messy space, Tavel heard this old wooden sculpture smiling and saying to him in a sympathetic tone:
[Tavel, is the Cthulhu who fell in love with someone or the Cthulhu? 】
[The old Cthulhu, who was originally invincible, is now full of desires for someone, full of emotions, full of weaknesses, and full of fantasy. 】
[Look, your desire as a part of human beings is strong enough to hear the oracle I descended, oh, the former Cthulhu. 】
[In your own subconscious illusion, are you so afraid of being afraid of Bai Liu and abandoned? 】
[Tavel, you are just a mortal now. 】
[You are only a thread away from betraying your soul because of extreme emotions, desires, and delusions, and turning humans into monsters. 】
Tarville looked at the white willow in front of him.
Bai Liu looked up at him straight up, and suddenly rushed forward with a gun, fired several shots at his head, revealing a weird smile: "—As long as you sacrifice your old evil god, I can become a new one completely. Heir to the Cthulhu."
Tavel was knocked down in the mud by the gun's recoil, and suddenly a torrential rain fell from the sky. The rain was so heavy that it filled the lake in an instant, and the vines quickly grew out of the mud under the ground to entangle Tavel.
The old wood-carved head of the Cthulhu rolled to Tavel, who was entangled at the bottom of the lake, with the same smile on his face:
【What's wrong? Do not resist Bai Liu's attack on you at all. This is just an illusion. Do you not fight back? 】
[You know that this Bailiu has a high probability of being fake, and you dare not resist his attack on you because you are afraid that it will be true in case? 】
[Maybe if Bai Liu really hates you, hates you, and fears you, maybe he will really do to you, right? 】
[After all, the connection between the two of you is so thin, it was just an encounter ten years ago. 】
The lake narrows, becomes deeper, and becomes smaller in area. From a large lake to a pond the size of a weir, the water changes from turbid to clear, and there are constantly small fish and shrimps swimming around and swaying.
Tavel's ankle was tied with a rope, and he was tied to the bottom of the lake. The knot was very deadly, as if the knotted life was afraid that he would be washed away by the water if it was not tied tightly.
Someone jumped into the water and picked up Tavel. It was Bai Liu with wet hair. He was twenty-four years old, but the surrounding environment was obviously the orphanage where they stayed when they were fourteen. Bai Liu wears the same. Clothes distributed by the orphanage at that time.
"I'm here to feed you, Xieta." Bai Liu's face was pale, and he suddenly smiled, "As long as you drink this, everything is over."
"I will never make my life a mess because I met you, a fearsome monster, and have been suffering for so long."
Tavel looked at what was in Bai Liu's hand—it was a bottle of poison.
The witch's poison.
When Bai Liu put the poison to Tavel's mouth and looked at him with expectant eyes, Tavel only paused for a while, then opened his mouth.
After drinking, Taville was thrown into the pond again without mercy. His eyes sank with half-closed eyes, sinking, and the sinking touched the bottom of the pool.
The mud and sand ran away quickly, and the bottom of the pool changed abruptly and shrank from the pitted stone bottom to extremely clean ceramics. The sinking Tavel's head was suddenly grabbed by his hair and pulled out of the water.
The pond in front of Tavier became a bathtub-like baptismal pool, and the environment in which it was located has changed from a pond in an orphanage to a church.
The faint moonlight shone through the glass windows of the church on the face of the captured Tavier, and a beautiful halo appeared. The god enshrined on the baptistery was originally Jesus on the cross, but now it has been replaced by Jesus on the cross. Reverse cross and a broken old woodcarving of Cthulhu.
The woodcarver smiled at Taville, whose hair was caught.
Tavel was just pulled out of the baptismal pool. Someone grabbed his head and pressed him to face the idol. A sharp and twisted female voice came from behind him: "You monster, what weird thing did you do!" "
"I will punish you severely in front of God!"
Tavel was pushed into the water again, and when he was pulled out again, the statue of the god on the stage was changed.
Bai Liu stood on the stage with a smile. He squatted down on one knee, lowered his eyes, and used his gloved hand to lift the hair of Tavel's forehead. He held Tavel's wet face and whispered, "It's painful, right?"
"I was behind the church, and it was painful when I saw this scene hiding behind the curtain."
Bai Liu smiled very softly, and the moonlight through the window cast a multicolored halo on his eyelashes:
"-But the pain you, an immortal monster feels at this time, may not be one tenth of the pain I feel for you."
The sharp female voice hysterically interrupted their conversation, pushing Tavel into the bottom again.
"—Bai Liu, that strange kid who is willing to mix with you, is probably not a good thing!"
Tarville was dragged out of the water again, and the sculpture on the altar was changed again. The head of the orphanage was drained of blood. The body was hung on the cross in horror, and his knees fell on the ground, seeming to be confessing to them. .
And the person who pulled Tavel from the baptismal pool became a white willow this time.
Bai Liu gently rounded Tavel's neck, his hands began to slowly deform, his nails became sharp and pitch black, and turned into two extremely sharp monkey claws, and then gracefully staggered and held Tavel's throat.
The thief's monkey paw.
"Do you know, if it weren't for you." Bai Liu's paw was embedded in Tavel's veins, his tone was as soft as a whisper, "I just want to be an ordinary person who follows desires wholeheartedly."
"That should be so happy."
The blood spewed from Tavel's throat flowed into the baptismal pool in front of him, and it instantly stained everything red. Spikes of blood Ganoderma vines emerged from the bottom of the baptismal pool that was stained red, and dragged him by encircling Tavel's limbs. Go down.
Bai Liu stood on the side with an indifferent expression watching Taville being dragged into the baptismal pool, blood dripping on the nails of both hands:
"Sieta, the faith you gave me is worthless, it just makes me suffer from beginning to end."
"Even so, do you selfishly want me to keep believing in you?"
The vines squeezed Tavel's limbs and dragged him to a deeper and bottomless place. The blood around him became more and more red, as if some kind of red paint was constantly infiltrating his body.
Taville was fished out of the lake by some strange natives. He hung his limbs with vines and fixed it on an inverted cross to make a wood sculpture. Then he sang songs of peculiar accents happily around him, and surrounded the white willows from the crowd. Walked in front of him.
With a sharp short dagger in his hand, Bai Liu smiled and walked step by step in front of Tavel, who was tied to the inverse cross. He put the tip of the dagger against Tavel's heart and whispered softly:
"Sieta, from the time I met you to the present, I am free only for the ten years when I completely forgot about you after you died."
"I have no faith in you, no affection for you, no miss of you. I am just an ordinary person in the world who occasionally suffers from the desire for money. What a vulgar happiness."
"You keep saying that you want me to be happy, but after I entered the game, you never let me go. You hold on to me time and time again, guard me every time you play, and can’t wait to hit me with your only one. The mark of a believer is afraid that I will abandon you, forget you, and leave you."
"You kiss me, induce me, influence me." Bai Liu opened his eyelids with a soft expression, "You selfishly let the only believer fall in love with you, sacrifice his love/desire and soul to you, and seize him quietly. Ten years of suffering is a sacrifice."
"For me, is there any essential difference between your despicable possessiveness towards me and the current evil god?"
Tarwel lowered his head, he gasped slightly, but he did not deny anything that the white willow said, and drops of water dripped on the long falling eyelashes.
Bai Liu smiled and inserted the dagger into Tavel's heart, and the bright red paint flowed out and dripped onto the almost black whip raised by Bai Liu's other hand.
Assassin's dagger.
The only white spot on the whip was blackened by Tavel's blood.
"Look, your blood is the same evil." Bai Liu smiled deeper and deeper, "The pollution effect on me is the same."
Bai Liu held Tavel's face with blood in his hands, and lowered his eyes and smiled lightly: "Xieta, at this point, do the only thing that is good for me before it disappears."
Tavel raised his head and looked at Bai Liu with no blood on his face.
The smile on Bai Liu's mouth was brilliant:
"—As a sacrificial offering to the new evil god, break all the shackles for me to become a god, and die in the terrifying illusion created by yourself, Sheta."
The black whip in Bai Liu's hand spreads out its bone spurs, and the bone whip like a thorn wraps around the inverse cross, winding around Tavel's hands and feet.
The bone spurs pierced into the snow-white skin, and the tip of the bone whip stayed in the part of Tarvel's heart, and then pierced into it fiercely.
The blood seeped out and dripped onto the whip, and the last white spot on the whip disappeared and became extremely black.
Bai Liu stretched out his hand to embrace Tavel, who was covered with bone whip. He pressed it to Tavel's ear and said softly with a smile: "—Sieta, your death is the most valuable thing for me."
"I like valuable things, so I will fall in love with/you the moment you die, and then I will always pursue and miss you who died."
"After you die, you get my love forever. Isn't that what you want?"
"Do you want to make a deal with me?" Bai Liu smiled. He put his hand on Tavel's heart, "Use your death in exchange for my love?"
Hearing [Eternal Love], Tavel's heart suddenly beat sharply with the end of the whip inserted/into it.
The evil god’s oracle came from afar, with a smile:
[It turns out that this is what you fear and want the most, Tavel. 】
[You once did not fear anything at all, nor did you have any desires. 】
[But now your fears and desires are all Bai Liu, you are afraid that he will abandon you, forget you, fear that Bai Liu will fall in love with others, believe in others, want to possess his feelings and gain his faith. 】
[You see, once God becomes a human being with feelings, he will be full of desires and fears, and he will not be far from becoming a monster. 】
[You know that this will happen, but you will fall in love with a human being full of desire and reason, and there is a high probability that you will only use your human being to further degenerate for him. 】
[Really... It's so interesting. 】
Tavel's blood dripped from the bone spurs, and he blinked slowly, and the luster in his silver-blue eyes gradually disappeared.
When he opened his eyes the next second, Tavier appeared in the tavern in the small town.
Around him were crowds of joy and excitement, yelling, but looking carefully, these people's faces were blue and white, there were stitch marks on their bodies, and they were all corpses.
And Taville was dressed in a black groom's suit and was neatly organized. He looked up, and Bai Liuzheng, who was standing on the stage in a white shirt, suit and trousers, was smiling at him with a bunch of bright bouquets.
The surrounding corpses laughed grimly and shouted: "Now ask the bridegroom to wear a ring for the bridegroom, and then the bridegroom can kiss the bridegroom."
So Bai Liu walked down step by step holding the bouquet from the high platform. He walked to Tavel's side and took out a bone-whip-shaped ring from the pocket of his suit pants. The ring around the ring was full of thorns.
Bai Liu smiled and looked up at Tavel: "After putting on the ring, I will always love you. Let's get married."
Tarwel looked at Bai Liu, and there was no trace of light in his silver-blue eyes.
When he was young, he and Bai Liu occasionally talked about marriage.
[Two people bind each other with love and the law, and the promise of being together forever is marriage. 】
[Bai Liu, have you ever thought about marrying anyone? 】
Bai Liu held his chin and dozed boredly. When he heard Sheta ask him, Bai Liu turned his head and laughed, seemingly funny: [No. 】
Sheta was silent for a long time before continuing to ask: [Why? 】
[I won't love anyone forever. Bai Liu laughed loosely and replied, [Because that is too worthless. 】
Xie Ta stayed quiet for a long, long time. Bai Liu seemed to have noticed his anomaly. He leaned over to look at his expression interestingly. Xie Ta slightly averted his eyes and didn't look at the face that Bai Liu had approached.
Bai Liu leaned against the bookcase, hugging his chest and smiled inexplicably: [Do you want to marry a certain woman and form a family? 】
Sheta didn't look at him squarely, but lowered his eyes: [Can't I have the idea of marrying someone? 】
【You can have. 】 Bai Liu frowned and laughed incomparably, 【But that was just a fantasy. 】
[Because you, an immortal monster, can't get on the account and let someone marry you. 】
[You'd better give up your weird thoughts and follow me forever. Fourteen-year-old Bai Liu squatted down and jammed Sheta's chin and turned around, letting Sheta look directly at him.
Bai Liu smiled badly and funny: [Because only I am willing to accept you and play games with you, little monster. 】