In the mist of endless darkness and nothingness, a silver star is falling.
Snap!
The sound of falling to the ground was not as loud as expected, perhaps because it was just a spirit body, a ball of photons.
However, the impact of landing was still very powerful, shattering the Holy Spirit controlled by Bediwell into countless pale fragments.
However, the eternal Holy Spirit is indeed the eternal Holy Spirit, and the Holy Spirit cannot be beaten to death.
The spirit body that was scattered on the ground immediately recovered, and countless fragments of light gathered together and returned to the form of a big wolf.
"It hurts, it hurts..." Bedivere sighed in a low voice. This was the first time in his life that the werewolf youth felt the feeling of falling from a height and being shattered to pieces.
However, he had no time to think too much, let alone ease the severe pain in his body, because he knew that the crimson oriental dragon was still chasing him.
Bediwell, who had just managed to get up, immediately ran away.
"You are so interesting." The swordsmith's spirit appeared next to Bedivere, as if mocking the werewolf: "I have seen countless souls being sent into the world in the painting, they struggled, they fled, but in the end they didn't
The enemy [Crimson] gradually lost himself in the endless battles and torture, turning into the residue of his soul and food for Crimson. Do you think you are great, do you think you are so different from those people?"
"I don't know." The big wolf continued to run wildly, but he could feel a huge creature chasing behind him.
"I only know that you can never give up hope."
"Liar." Muramasa looked at Bedivere coldly. Even now, when the big wolf ran forward, the knife maker still followed Bedivere closely. The swordmaker's spirit seemed not to run at all, but along the
The ground drifted, so no matter how fast Bedivere ran, Muramasa kept muttering beside the big wolf: "I can see it. I know everything about you and your life."
------I know how desperate you are."
Bedivere was silent for a while.
"Obviously I have lost my wife and children, my family, and everything.
It is obvious that I have no love left in my life and have given up on myself.
It's clear that you don't have to give up your own life, just live for others.
Live like a zombie.
------Are you qualified to say that you will never give up hope?"
"Uh!" Bedivere gritted his teeth, but couldn't refute. Because what the other party said was basically true. Never give up hope, and why there is still hope in this world. These chicken soup-like nonsense can only be said.
For fools who deceive themselves and others.
This world is dark and hopeless. It was before, it is now, and it will probably always be in the future.
------So why are you still struggling? Is it just because you are afraid of pain and being hurt?
Just when Bediwell hesitated for a moment, the monster behind him had already bitten violently. One of the big wolf's legs was instantly torn off, and the pain was heartbreaking!
"Uh ah ah ah! ------" Bedivere screamed and continued to run wildly with his remaining three legs mechanically. But he knew that running like this was of no use as he was missing one leg.
He will eventually be caught up!
Click! Before Bedivere could react, the crimson oriental dragon behind him had already swallowed him up in one bite.
Crack, click, click, click! The big wolf was chewed continuously in the monster's mouth. Countless sharp teeth pierced the body of Bediwell (the Holy Spirit controlled by him), squeezing the spirit body to pieces. The severe pain in Bediwell
The craziness of Weir's body spreads like a tide, one wave after another!
"Uh-huh! Uh-huh!" the werewolf screamed. In just a few seconds, he seemed to have experienced death dozens of times. However, the Holy Spirit is an immortal existence, and even if it is chewed by a monster, it will die immediately.
It will recover, it struggles, it keeps repeating destruction and regeneration, just like a gummy candy that can never be chewed, sticking to the monster's mouth!
Eternal disaster!
"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!!"
If this is a nightmare, please wake it up as soon as possible.
Bedivere's frantic struggles were of no use at all, but his screams were transmitted to somewhere in the distant sky through the demon dragon's throat.
"Hmm...?" Husky, who was still tossing and turning in bed and unable to fall asleep for a long time, seemed to hear something while half asleep and half awake.
"Dad...bi...?" the dog-man boy called in a low voice: "Is it daddy?"
However, no one answered him in the darkness - how could there be.
"Daddy..." The dog-man boy curled up and wrapped the sheets around him tighter: "Husky misses you so much..."
In the dead of night, I felt very homesick. Especially after witnessing the ups and downs of other people's fortunes as a young man, Husky couldn't help but feel that life is so impermanent.
Relatives and friends who are still chatting and laughing with you today may suddenly leave you tomorrow and be separated forever. ------Not to mention those relatives who have not seen each other for a long time?
(Daddy...)
(Daddy------)
(I miss you so much, Dad------)
The son's whisper seemed to have penetrated time and space, penetrated the world, and reached Bedivere's mind across thousands of mountains and rivers.
"Husky------"
Bedivere suddenly opened his eyes.
The pain was still there, and the Holy Spirit he controlled was still in a state of eternal destruction, being continuously devoured, chewed up, and then reborn. The pain felt by the Holy Spirit was clearly transmitted to Bedivere in his sleep, stimulating every nerve in him!
However.
(If this is a nightmare, please don't wake it up.)
He prayed in a world without God. He heard sounds that were impossible to hear, and in the deepest abyss of this nightmare, he saw a sporadic gleam of hope.
(I can lose everything and endure the pain.)
(But I will never live like a zombie!)
(Even if you know it's impossible, even if you're just deceiving yourself.)
(I still want to believe in hope.)
pound!------------
The demon dragon, who was chewing crazily, suddenly made a loud noise from his mouth.
"Huh?" Muramasa, the knife maker, frowned. The more he looked carefully, the more unclear he became.
Pound! Pound pound pound pound!!
It was a sound of hitting. It was like some violent beast making trouble in the mouth of the demon dragon.
Bang!! One of the monster's teeth was smashed, broken and flew out.
Bang, bang, bang! More of the monster’s teeth were smashed and scattered like raindrops!
Then, a violent beast forcibly lifted the upper and lower jaws of the Eastern Crimson Demonic Dragon, opened the monster's mouth, and jumped out!
When he jumped out of the monster's mouth, he also pulled hard and tore off the Eastern Demonic Dragon's tongue tendons! The crimson dragon's blood fell like raindrops, producing billions of blood blossoms on the ground like a black and white painting.
And the giant beast was bathing in this rain of blood, its eyes radiating a belief in itself that was so crazy that it was almost faith.
"I will not give up hope." Bedivere whispered to himself: "No matter how slim the hope is, it is still hope. I would rather hold on to false hope and live like a zombie than
Die with despair!"
"So..." The violent giant wolf turned around and faced the falling demon dragon ------
Pounce forward, aim at the throat of the Eastern Demonic Dragon, and bite it!
Sizzle! Blood spurts out crazily.
Immediately afterwards, the melee between the demonic dragon and the wild beast begins!
The two bite each other and fight wildly! Blood is splashed everywhere, and bones and flesh are flying everywhere. Both monsters want to tear the opponent into pieces, but neither one can truly destroy the other!
The melee between spirits must be the most dangerous, violent, and destructive battle in the world. Because none of them has a real concept of death, and therefore, they are unscrupulous and show no mercy to their enemies, themselves, or even the environment.
!
The monsters' violent battle shook the entire world in the painting. This fragile world, outlined only with black and white lines, began to tear apart!
Pound!! The demon dragon's tail was swept out fiercely, but the giant beast dodged it. The dragon's tail hit the ground heavily, forming a crack thousands of feet deep on the ground!
Swish swish swish swish!! The giant beast clawed wildly with its claws, shooting out thousands of moonlight waves. The arcs formed by these vacuum waves fell on the demon dragon, tearing apart its flesh and blood, but the demon dragon also dodged quickly.
Therefore, most of Bediwell's moonlight waves are empty. Instead of tearing apart the demonic dragon, it is better to say that they are splitting the sky!
"Roar, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah!" The Eastern Demonic Dragon spurted flames from its mouth, crimson ominous flames. It fell into the world in the painting, just like burning the white paper, constantly burning the world in the painting.
The white part was burnt black, and the black lines were twisted into weird shapes!
Pound!! The giant beast dodged the flames and then grappled, grabbed the demon dragon's tail and threw it out suddenly, throwing the snake-shaped dragon far away in the sky! It collided with the bounded sky, and the loud noise it made was like the ringing of an ancient bell.
!
Hiss------------------------------------!!The demon dragon let out a piercing scream and sprayed from its mouth
A torrent of intense flames emerged in the shape of a pillar of light. The torrent split the world and swept across, raising thousands of feet of dust along the way!
However, the wild beast suddenly jumped up, not only dodging the torrent of flames sprayed by the monster, but also quickly approaching the giant dragon. Yes, the wild beast, which is a spirit body, has also grown wings. It is only a spirit body and wants to become
Anything can become anything!
Monsters and monsters once again fought in close quarters, fighting each other crazily, running around in the clouds in the sky, fighting inextricably!
However, the world in this painting can no longer withstand the crazy tossing of the two monsters and begins to gradually disintegrate! Light shines from outside the black and white world, like a fire that indicates the destruction of the world!
Bang! The world in the painting cracked, making a sound like broken glass, and a gap opened at the same time. The giant wolf in the melee sneered, knocked away the demonic dragon with one blow, and then flew towards the gap!