It was raining in the night sky, drizzling.
The rain was scarlet, coming from the loss of control and fall of a demigod.
Under the siege of the concrete law of death, if he did not maintain his domain, he would "die" immediately, and maintaining his domain would be tantamount to suicide. No matter which of the two paths Gaio chose, the outcome was already determined.
The changes that occurred after his death gathered scarlet clouds in the sky.
Blood rained through the cracks in the wooden boards and seeped into the trenches, and the series of dripping water looked like a red curtain.
The knight's body slowly dissolved in the blood, and Priest Mark frantically pulled the trigger, shooting all the ammunition at Peggy.
Even if he was about to die in this incident, he would first drag his devil companions into the River Styx!
However, no matter how he shot, the bullets could not cause any harm to Peggy.
Until his feet also dissolved in the mutated blood, his body fell into a pool of blood, and was slowly swallowed up.
Paige sat on the ground in silence, her left arm around Ask's neck and her right hand caressing his face.
Countless death tadpoles swam and spun around her happily, separating the surrounding blood from the two of them.
She already knew what death was.
But she would rather never understand.
"I don't agree," Peggy whispered.
The tadpoles quickly scattered as if frightened, and then carefully surrounded her from a distance.
Tears streamed down Peggy's cheeks as she tried to speak without a tremor in her voice:
"I won't allow you to die."
On Ask's body, countless dark tadpoles swam out of his body.
The concept of death was being stripped from his body.
However, Ask was still lying in his arms. His heartbeat had not started, his breathing had not resumed, and his face was bloodless. He had merely stopped rotting.
He no longer dies, but he has not been resurrected either.
Sure enough, it doesn’t work...
Peggy wiped the tears from both sides of her cheeks vigorously, but more tears rolled down from her eyes continuously.
"I know I was wrong, Ask."
She murmured in a pleading voice, her white palms covering Ask's face.
"I will never again... act on my own without your knowledge."
More tears fell into the pool of blood. Peggy looked at the corpse in her arms in pain, her eyelashes trembling slightly.
"Forgive me."
No answer.
"Ask..." She called softly, "Please open your eyes."
No answer.
"I haven't shown you my diary yet... I still have a lot to say to you..." More tears flowed from her eyes, making her voice almost tremble and deform. It felt like there was a fire burning in her chest. It was the corpse of the once joyful deer, and it was her dead heart.
"… and our children, our future…"
No answer for a long time.
"Really?" She slowly closed her eyelids, letting the tears continue to slide down her neck, "So..."
It turns out that after all, I still have nothing.
Above the trench, the bloody rain of the mutation was still dripping down. Two giant dragons kept flying around the periphery of the mutation, and never dared to enter the mutation.