"What are you doing?"
The black-haired man had a low tone, and the shadows behind him swam along his shadow, overflowing with indeterminate colors.
It's not just the scene in front of you, a little later, the entire two rooms are turned into ruins. The blue-and-white room was the worst, and the black room was not much better. The bookshelf and the wine rack were all broken, and the crimson wine flowing on the floor could be seen everywhere.
When I saw my room like this at first glance, no one would be in a good mood.
However, the devil only faintly swept through the mess, and refocused his gaze on the magician who was pressing No.1 of the parallel world on the ground.
There is no doubt that in this situation and situation, it is simply the scene of arresting the rape by another person. But magicians are not ordinary people, and demons are not ordinary people, not even No. 1 who is forced to press on the ground.
But this didn't prevent the devil from feeling that the scene before him was extremely dazzling.
Especially when he saw the other himself licking his lips excitedly, his dark golden pupils were shining with interest, and he even provocatively pulled the magician's long silver hair and rubbed it ambiguously between his fingers.
It's all another self, is it still unclear how your own urine sex is
This is obviously an excitement.
Not only was he moved his mind, but he was still not afraid of death to invite a fight.
The devil snorted coldly, and the shadow behind the toe of the black leather shoe started a building, trying to quietly fix the opponent on the black floor.
But obviously, the ability of no.1 is the same as him. Therefore, after the two of them gave the opposite instructions to the shadow, the shadow without any wisdom was in trouble, and in the end they simply chose not to listen to anyone, and stuck in place.
Failing to make a move, he squinted his eyes, stepped on the shadow, and intimately hugged the magician's waist.
"Honey, who is this?"
Asked knowingly.
As early as in the other parallel world, the devil had already inquired about him in the parallel world from the main system.
Obviously, the horror trainee competition on that side has not yet started. If it is defined according to Zong Jiukou's High-dimensional World's "Thriller Trainee", it belongs to the stage where the story hasn't even begun.
"You who are in the parallel world are very uneducated."
As Zong Jiu said, he relaxed his body and leaned back, lazily leaning the back of his head against the chest of the devil, with one foot still bending his knees against No.1 on the ground, and began to complain.
"He ruined our room."
Obviously, the word'we' has drawn a clear line of boundaries, and all of a sudden, it dispelled the devil's clouded mood just now.
However, the magician's next sentence made him squint again.
"By the way, he also soiled your painting."
Zong Jiu pointed to the side of the wine cabinet. So the devil saw the oil painting with the black cloth opened.
In addition to the paint, there are some traces of dark red wine on the originally flat canvas.
Of course, this is not the most important thing. Most importantly, this painting was seen by people other than them.
Very unhappy.
I watched a circle of their show of affection no.1: ...
This kind of opponent formed an atmosphere of its own, and his sense of onlooker that he couldn't intervene was really terrible.
Of course, it feels even worse that something that you have finally become interested in has already been classified by other people as possessions.
Even if that person is another self in the parallel world.
Whether it is a devil or no.1, it is the kind of person who will either snatch it back or take possession of it once it becomes interested. There is never a reason to not get or ask for it.
Of course, it is undeniable that such other people’s possessions make No. 1 more desire for predation.
So in the spirit of death, no.1 continued to be gone forever on his arch fire road.
"Ah."
He suppressed the sourness in his heart, and began to sarcastically, "I'm really disappointed, I didn't expect you to look like this in the parallel world. What is this? A dog that is obediently tamed?"
"He does need some lessons."
The devil’s voice was low, and anyone with a discerning eye could hear signs of displeasure inside: "My dear, your hands are red. Don't bother you with this kind of thing, let me come."
The man slowly displayed the flower ring that he had paired with the magician, while decisively using the infinite loop of authority.
No matter which world's demon strength value, there is no need to question it. After all, it is an existence born out of malice, gathering the malicious darling of the world. The puppet line and the ability to manipulate the shadows are enough to make him invincible, and it is easy to destroy an S-level copy while talking and laughing, without any effort at all.
Since he was himself in the parallel world, the demon couldn't be more clear about his abilities. If you have to go head-to-head, you can't tell the difference.
But... the demons in this world have something that no.1 doesn't have.
That is the permission of infinite loop.
Although as a super S-level copy boss, many rules of infinite loop can not limit the devil, but it is enough to drink a pot of no.1.
The devil is never a person who is knightly.
So the magician who had just taught no.1 also patted the non-existent dust on his body, leaned against the wall, and watched the two demons fought with great interest.
Even if it is at an absolute disadvantage, no.1 will not stop, often taking advantage of the gap to wink at the magicians who are watching the game from the outside, and want to try how I feel like I am green myself.
Then there is no doubt that in the next second he was manipulated by the devil to push the puppet line into the wall.
It should be said that it is no.1 of Parallel World, and you can accurately step on the devil's thunder point back and forth.
Zong Jiu watched, while sighing insincerely in his heart.
Good guys. Even the flirting appearance and the posture adding fuel to the fire are in the same line.
The two fought for a while, and the demon finally found out.
As long as no.1 is kept here, the magician will occasionally look at the opponent, although just a glimpse is unpleasant; most importantly, no.1 looks like a peacock who wants to pry him at the corner all the time. It's really hot.
All in all, the devil finally found that keeping No.1 was a scourge, so he stopped fighting, and opened the space wormhole very simply, tied the person directly with the puppet thread and threw it in.
Originally, he had negotiated with the main system of another parallel world, and when the other party contacted him first, he was using coordinates to locate, so that the energy of the main system was consumed.
But now, the devil would rather use the energy he has accumulated, and have this annoying guy get out first.
This no.1 from the parallel world instantly surpassed the ranking of the little devil's aversion in the heart of the devil, and ranked first.
Of course, before throwing away no.1, the devil maliciously packaged and gave him a big gift. That is the memory of the sweet encounter between myself and the magician (referred to as "killing") and finally falling in love.
Sour, it's best to die him.
On the other side, No.1, who was thrown directly into the wormhole, could only have time to sink into the shadows again, suddenly opened his eyes.
The eye is a deep black, surrounded by countless strange decorations and furniture.
The wine cabinet and the bookshelf were silent in the distance, there was no easel, and there was no connecting blue and white room. Everything was incredibly quiet.
There is no doubt that this is his room.
[You are back, no.1]
The cold mechanical sound rang in the air.
After a long time, there was a lazy "Hmm."
In order to be able to redeem no.1, the main system is also struggling.
Mainly because the demon in another parallel world told t3 that the main system of his world had successfully ascended to high dimensions.
After precise calculations, the main system felt that the cooperation between itself and No.1 was still very necessary, and only then planned to spend its precious energy to bring this unconscious collaborator back from the parallel world.
As a result, its energy hasn't passed, and no.1 was packaged and sent by the other party. By the way, he also put a sentence to shut down your dog, don't let him go out and bite, and then unilaterally closed the passage of the parallel world forever.
Main system: "..."
Without human emotions, it also felt something disgusting at this moment.
I don’t know if it’s an illusion. Since then, the main system feels that No. 1 seems a little strange.
For example, I suddenly asked him if he had detected an infinite loop with high-dimensional landing anomalies. After getting a negative answer, he asked if there was an ordinary person with a surname surnamed among the trainees randomly picked from the real world.
In order to make sure that no.1's brain is not damaged after a parallel space migration, the main system began to observe him silently.
After the start of the game, no.1, who was not interested in acting as a copy of npc, chose to enter the "psychiatric hospital" personal show copy and played as one of the abnormal doctors npc.
Except for the two S-classes, there is nothing special about this copy.
The main system found that No.1 showed unusual interest in one of the E-level trainees.
However, soon after seeing the white-haired trainee crying and trying to hook up Zhuge secretly and failing, and then failing to flatter the Messiah manipulated by No.1, this interest quickly disappeared.
What immediately followed was rage.
"You are not him."
no.1 pinched the white-haired neck, the dark golden pupils were full of icy cold.
Obviously they have the same face, the same hair color and pupil color, but their personalities are quite different.
Another white-haired magician has a dazzling soul that the devil wants to hide and possess. And the white hair in front of him had a skin bag, and the soul inside was rotten, ugly, and vulgar.
"Please... Please, don't kill me, I can do everything for you."
Looking at the other party's face blushing, and looking like he wants to please him, I just feel disgusting and disgusting, and I don't want to look at it for a second.
no.1 has never been so furious.
He didn't know if he was affected. But it is undeniable that the more he can't find it, the greater his desire for the white-haired magician, and the unstoppable interest in the future of the demon and magician belonging to the parallel world.
Next, everything is carried out step by step.
A total of ten S-levels, except for no.3, all the others fell.
Without any suspense, no.1 manipulated the puppet and won the final victory.
boring. Extremely boring, without thinking and expecting at all.
It was originally a game full of expectations, but now it's dull.
Standing on the platform of wishing for the victor in the end, welcoming all the survivors’ fiery worshiping sight, no.1 asked the main system again.
"Haven't found him yet?"
【No】
The main system repeats the answer that I don’t know how many times [even in parallel worlds, there are some differences, and they can’t be exactly the same]
"..."
[If you have nothing else, just make a wish, I'm going to be upgraded. According to our transaction and agreement, the infinite loop will be under your control]
It sounds like it is under his control, but what's the point
no.1 With a sneer, he casually swept the people under his feet.
All people surrender, supreme, and absolutely rule.
These are all things at his fingertips, meaningless.
Envy, dissatisfaction and emptiness are at work.
He is like a lonely devil, who can never find the echo of his soul.
and many more... ...
There is another way.
Just when the main system felt that he could not get a response, the man finally spoke.
His eyes were shining brightly, but they couldn't be seen directly.
"Main system? When upgrading, do you mind taking someone with you?"
... ...
The room was in a mess.
Two years have passed since the car accident.
From a spirited great magician, falling to the bottom, after hundreds of times of gaining hope and being cruelly deprived, to become an out-and-out world-weary, it seems to be a matter of course.
The magician scratched his wrist laboriously, his face was indifferent, and there was not much expression on his face.
Whether it is conventional physical methods, medical technology, surgery, even metaphysics, black magic, legendary witchcraft, and even more partial methods, he has tried... There is no one way to make the class. His hands were restored as before.
He has tasted disappointment countless times.
But the magician still embraced the tiny little flame.
Human beings are like this, as long as they are alive, there will be hope of overwhelming power.
The gushing blood dripped on the black sacrificial cloth on the ground, and soon gathered into a pool, staining everything around it with shocking colors.
Ordinary people suddenly meet this amount of blood loss, dizziness or even fainting is quite normal.
But the magician just thought it didn't matter.
It doesn't matter even if you lose too much blood and die like this.
Anyway, it doesn't matter.
Because this time, it was just such a useless effort thousands of times.
In the dark room, the magician laughed self-deprecatingly, threw the knife, dragged his tired body and was about to turn around.
At the moment he turned his head, the parchment was suddenly covered by a black shadow, floating in the air, as if it was burning out of thin air.
There was a silent hurricane in the room, tearing everything to pieces.
Seeing the figure stepping out of the shadow, the magician trembled all over, with red eyes.
The devil responded to his call.
"Are you Mephistopheles from hell following my call?"
The magician's voice trembled, like a blind man who had been blind for a long time, finally searching for the light of his own in the dark, clutching this piece of driftwood, willing to indulge.
No.1, who came out of the shadows, looked at him deeply.
The magician in front of him is gloomy, decadent, and even more indifferent than the magician in his memory. Even the hair color and pupil color are not what they remember, but the dark black that is the opposite of eternal night. .
But no.1 knows that this is his magician.
It's his, only his.
"Mephistopheles? I like this name."
The man curled his lips and smiled, and the rushing shadow blocked the turbulent blood on the magician's wrist.
The devil's smile contained joy that could not be hidden no matter what.
Because he knows that no matter which parallel world it is, no matter what way it is, they will always meet.
"Nice to meet you, my little magician."