Law of the Devil

(Chapter 2 today ~)

Chapter 84 [I'm Lonely]

Dewey found herself standing on the street.

Stand on a bustling city street, to be exact!

The bookstore on the street is frequented by itself, a cinema across the street and a video store next to it are also frequented by themselves, while the next 24-hour KFC is a place where you often go in the middle of the night to buy out the night...

Watching the road in front of me get to and from the car, the red and green lights at the intersection flash, and the neon lights hanging in front of the shops on both sides...

Dewey stunned for a while, then he couldn't help sighing: “Another game, fantasy? ”

The pedestrian who rubbed his shoulders past him was in a hurry and his face was indifferent. A child walked in a street square with a balloon in his hand and stumbled...

And myself, the magician robes are gone, wearing a jacket that I often wore in my previous life, and a pair of NIKE sneakers.

It's all like the “world” of one's previous life.

Of course, it's just "like the pole.”

And just at this moment, that hissing voice rang in Dewey's heart: “There's a strange world hidden in your heart...”

Dewey snorted, looking at the sky, coldly said: "Although you used to be a snake, now that you're a human being, you should at least know to respect the privacy of others, right? ”

That hoarse voice is not angry at all: “I am curious that your spiritual world is different from your other two companions… where is this strange place? These running iron things don't need Mala carriages... and these tall buildings..."

Dewey didn't listen to the noise of the voice, and suddenly he smiled a little on his face, and then he walked across the street with his legs up, and even across the road, he looked carefully at the car around him, and looked at the red light turned green, which was the only way through the zebra line. He came to the 24-hour KFC across the street, pulled out his pockets, touched out his wallet, bought a spicy chicken leg burger and a dessert ice cream.

The familiar feeling at the entrance almost shook Dewey's heart at that moment and suddenly moved it for a moment. Then, under the scent of a really delicate sweet cone ice cream, Dewey closed her eyes for a moment and suddenly laughed.

He sighed: “Thank you, though you peeked inside me, but thank you for giving me the opportunity to revisit all of this... I thought I'd forgotten, but I didn't expect that my heart would still remember these so deeply. ”

Above the long street, the neon flashed, the aristocratic teenager smiled freely and looked deeply...

•

Hussein and Dardanelle were in a lot of trouble while Dewey was in his inner world tasting the ice cream from his memories.

The two stood in a place similar to a roundabout, surrounded by tall stands, empty.

Hussein wore a set of silver armor, bright armor, and the Sacred Knight badge on the chest flashed!

But all around them, killing machines!

Surrounded by armored temple knights, these knights have been surrounded by two of them, the frost of their masks, the death of their faces, the cold light on their swords, the sharp swords pointing straight at the middle of Dardanelle and Hussein!

“Hussein, you betrayed the temple and obeyed His Holiness the Pope's will. Why don't you just grab it? When you get to the judgment of the gods, maybe the gods will go back on and open the net to save your life! ”

A tall middle-aged knight drank aloud, his big beard, could no longer see his original face, but Dadaniel was surprised to find that the middle-aged knight's chest, in addition to the Holy Knight badge, wore a Class IX Knight badge issued by the Continental Knight Association!

Nine knights? Isn't that...

Sure enough, Hussein's face sinks like water, staring at everything around him, and then suddenly he laughs in heaven: "Hahahaha! What a Medusa! I can't believe you're doing this fantasy attack trick! You think you found my biggest weakness? Humph!” He looked at the ninth knight in front of him with a grin: “Chief Kelly! Since I can kill you once, I can kill you twice in the illusion! ”

These holy knights don't care what Hussein says. The bearded middle-aged knight is one of the three great knights of the dead Knights, the ninth knight, the Knight Kelley!

Then, as if they could not hear Hussein at all, Knight Kelley raised his hand, and the dozen holy knights behind him raised their swords simultaneously, above the blade, the fighting flashed, and countless blades of light flashed at the same time, and the swordsmanship swept across, not knowing for a moment how many swordsmanship went to the place where Hussein and Dardanelle stood...

•

“Dessert ice cream… The latest book by Piece King… Let me see, Medusa, what else have you gotten out of my memory…”

Dewey hummed the tune, his hands stuck in his pants pockets, walked down the street, looked around at the pedestrians, vehicles, skyscrapers...

Really, very realistic...

Dewey smiled with a smile on his face, suddenly his eyes lit up, saw a small shop on the side of the road, went in and bought a pack of cigarettes, his face showed an exciting expression, his fingers trembled to unpack, lit himself a piece, took a deep sip...

This familiar and enjoyable flavor makes Dewey almost cry at this moment.

Poor God, I'm finally back to the smell of cigarettes.

The familiar, slightly spicy cigarette made a spin in his lungs, then slowly sprayed out of his nose and Dewey sighed. The humid, low voice sounded in the bottom of my heart: "This kind of thing seems harmful to my body, doesn't it? Why do you enjoy such harmful things? ”

“Oh, looks like you've learned a lot.” Dewey smiles lightly: "Harmful things, but many people can't refuse. There are too many examples in the world. Power, beauty, alcoholism, wealth... is anything completely harmless to people? It's just that most people are obsessed with it, knowing it's harmful, but they can't cut the pleasure out of it… that's humanity. Medusa, that's humanity. ”

“Humanity...” The hoarse voice sighed: “Humanity, it seems complicated. ”

“At least it's a lot more complicated than a snake's mind.” Dewey leaves his mouth open: “Well, thank you, at least let me taste the cigarette again… Next, let's see, what else do you remember for me? ”

Dewey said, throwing two cigarettes in his hand on the floor and stepping on them.

“Aren't you enjoying yourself? Why don't you enjoy it for a while? You know, when you come out of this fantasy, you'll never feel it again. ”

Dewey laughed and his eyes were deep, but he was still clear: "Because I understand that these are just illusions. It took me a long time to get myself out of it, so I wouldn't let myself get into it again. ”

“Is that human too?” Medusa asked.

“No, it's just a self-protection.” Dewey stretched out his hand and waved, and soon, a flame gathered in his hand.

Dewey stood on the street, unconsciously unleashed his magic... a whirring flame popped out of his hand, the noise was in the air, the street was smashed into a big pit, the flames of the bear lit the greenery tree on the side of the road, and the glass window of the store across the street, also burst in explosion...

“I have to say, your illusion is really like the truth.” Dewey grinned. “Well, now that I've had enough fun, it's time to go back. ”

“Why, aren't you enjoying all this? You can stay here as long as you want. ”

Dewey's face began to smell like a fire ball in his hands. Soon, half the street was under the roar of flames! He vandalized the surrounding buildings uncontrollably, and cold-blooded: "Because I know these are false. Moreover, the past has passed, and the reality remains the reality. It's stupid if you're just obsessed with not getting out of it. This logic applies not only to mankind, but also to you, Her Majesty Queen Medusa. ”

Fire struck the sky, a fire hydrant on the side of the road was triggered in the explosion, bang, water column flushed, water and fire shocked, sparked bear smoke, car crashes on the street, stinging brakes, pedestrian screaming...

“Well, that's enough, if that's your test, I'll tell you, humanity is more complicated than you think, Medusa.” Dewey's eyes were cold, he even had a little fire coming out of his fingertips, and then he didn't hesitate to shoot at one of the fountain pools in the middle of the square, where there were a lot of people watching...

“Got it, then leave.” Medusa finally said, "But your friends aren't as strong as you... they're in a much more dangerous situation than you are. ”

•

Hussein's breathing, fighting in the gallery, Hussein's body was like a golden flame, his hair seemed to turn golden too!

The armor on the badge of his chest has been cut off, the bare area, the flesh is blurred, and his face, the bloodstains of the stars, makes his face look amazing!

The Knight Commander Kelly stood right in front of him, but he looked much better.

“Hussein, is that all you got?” Kelly looked at Hussein with anger on his face and his sword was still dripping blood!

Why…

Hussein asks himself in his heart! Why am I not his opponent?

This is ridiculous! I am far more powerful than him! Even in the face of the combined strike of the two Chivalry Chiefs, I, Hussein, can win!

Why, I would feel...

Or am I still blaming myself for killing them?

Looking at the Knight Commander Kelley in front of him, Hussein felt his inner courage and will to fight fade away...

It's like there's another person inside you who's torturing your heart!

Kill him?

I can't!

How can I raise my sword against my esteemed master? How can the sword in my hand be lifted against my brothers and sisters who lived together in the morning and evening?

The severe pain of a ripped chest has left the knight overwhelmed. A dozen knights, plus a knight grown up, are also a little overwhelmed by the powerful Hussein!

But why does my inner killing machine never mention it?

No... No! I can't kill my own brother! How can I lift my slaughter knife against my master?

But... am I going to survive? I'm going to live. I'm going to publish everything! Put all the hypocrisy of the temple, including the hypocrisy of that so-called god! Tell the world everything!! My destiny makes it impossible for me to die here!

Then I have to kill these people in front of me...

Oh, no, they're dead! I'm in a fantasy...

But in the face of them, how could my slaughter knife ever be lifted again? Face this familiar face...

Dardanelle had fallen to the ground, and his breath was weak and he suddenly drank out loud: "Hussein! What are you waiting for? They're phantoms! It's all fake! Fake!! Why don't you fight back!! ”

“Shut up!” Hussein sighed furiously, his sword in front of him had been slashed again. Hussein hummed and raised his sword. In a series of splitting Mars, he even retreated seven or eight steps, and the ground at his feet had been stepped out of the path crack...

Maybe, maybe I should just die here.

I shouldn't have lived until now! Killing so many brothers and companions for my own survival... am I noble?

haha!

Hahaha!!!

•

Dewey opened his eyes and found himself lying on the ground.

This is a big, big room, like a big hall, to be exact. There is a slight fragrance in the air, which is very pleasant to smell, as if all five organs were warm.

Dewey sat up, stretched out a lazy waist, and looked at the empty hall, laughing: "Thank you, I had a wonderful dream. ”

In an empty room, Dewey's voice even had a slight echo, Dewey sighed, looking around, in a room this big, but only a stone bed in the middle... that was just a big stone table.

Cold and without anger.

“You should light at least a few lights.” Dewey smiled and looked at the air as if she were talking to herself: "There's a bright spot, at least a little warmer, and... it's not that lonely. ”

“Loneliness... what is it? ”

Medusa's question finally came through the air. Still that loud, hoarse, low voice.

What is loneliness?

Dewey bowed her head for a while and laughed.

“Loneliness is when your heart is empty and no one can share it with you. When there's nothing inside you anymore, when everything in the world, joy, anger, sadness, joy... everything seems to have nothing to do with you. In this world, no one cares about you, no one cares about you... You don't know why you exist in this world? What are you supposed to do? What to think... As if everything about you has nothing to do with the world... when you have these feelings, this is loneliness! ”

Medusa sighed and her voice was a little tired and a little weak.

“If this is what you call ‘loneliness' …” This horror that makes the world famous and discolored sighs with a gentle voice:

“I'm lonely. ”

(The next day of the wedding, I made a promise and started to get back to normal today, two chapters a day! Wife's grudges are important, but professional writers need to be aware of professional writers. All right, don't talk nonsense. If you have a ticket, give it more support!

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