To survive, or to perish
This is simply an easy choice.
But at a certain moment, this choice is extremely difficult.
Qi Leren slowly closed his eyes. He couldn't reveal his emotions. At this moment, his heartbeat was terrifyingly fast, and an emotion that could be called ecstasy surged in his heart.
He has a perfect opportunity.
Originally, he didn't even have a chance of 1 in 10,000, but now, he has.
He needs acting, 200 percent acting, just like when he played Red.
Qi Leren took a deep, deep breath and slowly opened his eyes.
There was a struggle of humanity in those brown eyes, he moved his lips, as if he wanted to question Su He why he did it, but in the end the full of painful accusations turned into shaking in his eyes. His eyes, his expression, his slightly trembling fingertips were all filled with the desire to live.
For a moment, Su He almost thought he was about to give in, but he trembled suddenly, took a step back, and looked at the closed stone gate. He seemed ashamed of his weak will, so he looked at the Lu wanted to run away and ask for help, but he knew that he could not escape his fate, so in the end he turned around in despair, shame, and helplessness, and looked at Su He again.
They stared at each other for a long time, the demon king's scarlet eyes only had interest in observing human beings, but the human beings being observed had too many emotions, from resistance to struggle, from hesitation to compromise, and finally into thick despair and pleading .
Those beautiful brown eyes closed again, and when they opened again, there was nothing but an empty desire to live.
The Demon King showed a triumphant smile and looked at him encouragingly, but he stopped looking at the Demon King, he was still suffering from his weakness, so he didn't dare to look at him.
Trembling, he took the first step, up the first steps.
The fall begins with this small step.
After this step, it is numbness, compromise, and surrender.
He has come to the Demon King, quietly looking at the goblet filled with the Demon King's blood in his hands. As long as he drinks this cup of Demon King's blood, he can gain great power, but at the same time degenerate into a demon.
The human being seduced by the Demon King held up the goblet with both hands. The blood in the glass was like wine. He stared blankly at the red liquid, and his Adam's apple rolled.
The Demon King laughed.
The goblet was tilted, the glass pressed against his lips, and the bright red liquid was about to stain his lips, but another transparent liquid rolled down from his eye sockets earlier. The humble and insignificant human stared at the Demon King with his brown eyes, wept silently, and silently swallowed the temptation from hell.
The moment the blood flowed through his mouth, the alienation had already begun, his brown eyes became scarlet, the devil's totem crawled over his cheek from the earlobe, leaving a thorn-like trace, and black wings sprouted from his back, The clothes were pierced, and those wings were as beautiful as a black swan, like an angel who had fallen from the heavens.
The newborn demon held the empty goblet in his hands, his blood-red lips parted slightly, and looked at his master.
"You are naively looking forward to the appearance of love, it's beautiful, but I just like to see it destroyed." The Demon King leaned down, placed the rewarded kiss on the forehead of his beloved demon, and whispered softly, "From From today onwards, your name is 'The Fall'."
The blood of the Demon King slid from the lips of the newly born "fallen", and the scarlet viscous liquid flowed down his chin and fell to the ground.
The moment the blood fell to the ground, a violent explosion engulfed the two people standing opposite each other, and instantly vanished into ashes.
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In the scene where the real and the illusory are intertwined, countless illusions pass by the warring two people, the demons crawling in the lava of hell are roaring, the seraphs who fall under the illusion of heaven are praying, and the power of holy light and demons are intertwined. Together, they overturned large tracts of trees, and even distorted this space, making the two people in battle seem to be in another time and space.
The land under the envy witch's feet has turned into a burning hell. Countless demons have hatched from their sins, and the transformed seraphs have been shot through one by one. The witch's red eyes hidden behind the black gauze hat looked at Ning Zhou, and the corners of her mouth hung like a You Ruowu smiled: "Are you in a hurry? Are you worried? Is it for the Qi Le people? I remember him, he gave me my sister's things in the underground palace, he is really a kind and good person, I I should thank him for…”
"He has nice brown eyes, but my master thinks red eyes are more suitable for him." The jealous witch's scarlet eyes flashed, and malice poured out of her bright red lips, "Just drink With the blood given by the Demon King, ordinary human beings can easily become demons, and like me, they can gain power that was unimaginable before. You see, you have been cultivating in the Holy See for many years, but it is only me and me who are tied, strength The temptation no one can refuse, no one."
"He's about to betray you, poor knight, he's about to betray you!" The witch laughed wildly, her harsh laughter hysterical.
Ning Zhou, who was fighting among the demons, swung back a giant rock demon, landed lightly on a rock in the lava of hell, and said coldly to the witch, "You are jealous."
The witch's laughter stopped abruptly, and the frozen smile at the corner of her mouth slowly turned into anger: "What do you know?"
At this moment, the jealous witch perfectly interprets the appearance of jealousy. She stepped forward on the lava of hell and said sharply in a distorted voice: "You don't know anything! I am so deliberate, so careful, every step I take. Walking on the edge of the cliff, crawling out of hell little by little, just to see him again, I tried my best to become who I am today, but there is someone who is so lucky and can easily reach the sky in one step. He favors him, Compliment him, seduce him... Why, why does the master like him so much?!"
The witch's anger triggered the phantom of hell, and the lava turned into flames and shot at Ning Zhou. The two short knives in Ning Zhou's hands were crossed together in front of him, and he rushed over regardless - the magma was separated by the holy aura, He pierced through the furious lava like an arrow and appeared in front of Isabel.
The enraged witch grinned, raised the rapier in her hand and stabbed at him.
The angels and demons in the virtual image collided, bursting out a magnificent disillusionment.
Suddenly, the boiling magma subsided, the shaking earth subsided, and even the rushing night wind subsided.
In the mountains and forests where the Holy See is located, there is only the spiritual music of the chants that came from somewhere under the starry sky, compassionate and holy.
Blood flowed down the tip of the rapier, seeping drop by drop into the fertile soil, and the two who were so close to each other remained motionless, and then suddenly separated.
The thin sword pierced Ning Zhou's abdomen, but the short knife pierced the witch's chest.
More, more blood flowed down.
Isabelle's black gauze hat has fallen to the ground, revealing her scarlet and dull eyes, she covered her chest, blood flowed from her fingertips one by one with her heartbeat.
She seemed to be shocked, but this surprise gradually turned into self-deprecation and loneliness. A gust of wind blew, and she slowly fell down, her eyes staring blankly at the night sky.
"It's too late..." the jealous witch murmured, "even if you go there, it's too late, he doesn't belong to you... you've lost him..."
Ning Zhou took two steps forward and came to her, blood was flowing from the wound in his abdomen, but he didn't realize it.
Blood dripped from the corners of Isabelle's mouth, she met his eyes, and asked dreamily, "You know... the taste of jealousy?"
The blood-stained dagger hung above her head, and blood fell on her forehead along the blade.
The witch looked into his eyes and showed a knowing smile: "Ah... jealous... taste."
The short knife fell, piercing the witch's head, and the demon crystal shattered in the holy light.
The demon condensed from the rock disintegrated, the phantom of the dying demon screamed silently, and dissipated in the night sky. The space dominated by the witch is gradually recovering and connecting with reality. The afterimage of the seraph is in the void. After staying for a while, bowed to the broken temple on the top of the mountain, and disappeared into the night of the new moon.
Ning Zhou coughed softly, but the movement in his lungs involved the wound in his abdomen, making the blood flow faster. He barely leaned against a half-folded tree, took a deep breath, and gave himself a blank expression. bandage.
After only doing the simplest wound treatment, Ning Zhou hurriedly put on his clothes and ran towards the temple on the top of the mountain.
The white gauze quickly dyed red, and Ning Zhou, who was accustomed to training and injuries, numbly adapted to this level of pain. He has to be quicker, quicker...
There was an earth-shattering loud noise, and the originally dilapidated temple on the top of the mountain was even more crumbling.
Ning Zhou's footsteps stopped, and his heartbeat seemed to have stopped in an explosion.
His chest stagnated, blood rolled up from the depths of his throat, Ning Zhou spat out a mouthful of bruised blood, but at this moment the pain that should have been accustomed to was piercing his lungs. He vigorously wiped the blood from his mouth, and the blood stained the silver cross embroidery on the gloves.
O God, if I am guilty, please let all the severe punishment of God fall on me, even if I have to pay for it in hell forever.
Please bless him and be safe.
PS: Although the author thinks the plot is quite clear, there are still many girls who don’t understand it (the one who said that Su He is Ning Zhou’s biological father stood up and promised not to kill you), let’s put it simply: Su He is the devil of fraud, Gender male (appeared as a female in the witch sacrifice three years ago), if you don't change the setting in the future, it will be the player. There are witches and demons like Isabel, and there will be other demons/witches in the show. soy sauce. The owner of the Nightmare Witch (like Maria's little girl) is not the deceitful devil, but the old devil.
The nightmare world is equivalent to another real world. It is not surprising that an NPC or a human becomes a demon king. For example, if someone has worked hard for the Holy See for decades, it is possible to become the Pope (provided that he is not dead).
On the same level as Suhe, there is a power demon king and a slaughter demon king. There is no peace between these three. We will talk about it later. The old demon king who invaded the demon world once died peacefully for more than ten years. Three new demon kings led the demon to invade the human world for the second time three years ago.
Is it clear? =v=