The Dark King

This volume records the god of waste in the giant wall of Sylvia. The giant wall is the graveyard of the god of waste. The god of waste buried in Sylvia is named "Sylvia".However, what is recorded here is all the detailed identity information of this desolate god, including her identity before her death...human!

"sister……"

Du Dian stared blankly at the identity of the "Sylvia" in his hand. The photo posted on it described his identity as his sister who was three hundred years apart!!

The sister who had a last look before the freezer closed...

The sister who took care of herself from an early age

She... turned out to be Sylvia!

After conquering the empire, Du Dian learned some things about the god of desolation from the data collected throughout the imperial capital. Although the core secret was blown up by the devil and the imperial city, there are many ancient families in the imperial capital. The secret history was not erased, but was secretly recorded, and all fell into his eyes.

As early as three hundred years ago, when the God of Desolation and the Demon Invaded the Earth together, the Demon Worm took a frontal intrusion, tough with the countries of the Earth, but the God of Desolation was much more cunning, they invaded the earth from the other side and infiltrated like a parasite In the human society, parasites in the human body, and the best among them are mixed into the upper human society, urging humans to fight against demons.

And this desolate god named "Sylvia", the human body invaded by it is his sister, Du Anni!

Once the god of waste lives in another living body, he or she devours the consciousness of the original reason, the dove occupies the magpie's nest, or is swallowed by the original consciousness, the body becomes nutrients, and becomes the evolutionary force of the original creature.However, there is also a third type of unexpected situation, that is, the consciousness of the original creature and the god of desertion interfere with each other and mix with each other.

Such an unexpected situation also led to the bankruptcy of the God of Desolation, exposing a lot of Gods of Desolation, pushing them from behind the scenes to the front of the scene to participate in the war, and then there were a large number of Gods of Desolation!

"No wonder... no wonder my freezer will appear in the giant wall of Sylvia, will appear in the giant wall, not the wilderness outside the wall..." Du Dean was dazed, he thought it was just a fluke. Now, it seems that the sister who was clearly alienated by the desolate god sheltered her freezer!It was only afterwards that I did not know what the reason was, causing my freezer to flow out and pile up in the garbage dump.

In this way, when the giant wall was built, my sister was still not dead!

At the same time, it also shows that although the elder sister is alienated by the desolate god, she has not completely lost consciousness, but may become the second or third type of existence!

"Sister, she... helped me again..." Du Dean couldn't help twitching, and punched a punch on the table. The whole table turned into dust. He closed his eyes in pain, and the sister was in front of himself, but he didn't. It was discovered in advance, even unaware, and the most important thing is... he got the body of Sylvia when he became the wall master, but dissected it.

Relatives, not only did not repay, but also ruined with her body!

brute!

The material in his hand was crushed, a punch was hit on his chest, the ribs of the chest were broken, and his body healed automatically, but he waved a sharp blade in anger, tearing the wounds on his chest even bigger, painful stimulation , Touching every nerve of him, the pain is unbearable.

When the pain was unbearable, his thoughts were less clear, and the annoyance and pain in his heart were less intense.

Physical pain can really replace the pain in the soul!

"Damn damn..." A punch hit him, and even his arm was cut off by the magic blade on his shoulder. He hated his arms and annoyed his original behavior. Now for him, There are as many as the remains of the barren god, but they can't make up for the things they did.

No matter how strong the strength is, after all, it is impossible to reverse time!

On this night, the maids and guards serving inside and outside the Imperial Shrine heard the violent vibrations from the walls inside, and an angry roar, which was frightening.

Neuss and Aurora, who lived in the shrine, were disturbed. When they were about to check and question, Du Dean roared out loudly. He could only stand outside and wait, but his face was worried.

"What's wrong with the teacher?" Aurora asked quietly.

Noyce looked at the room with golden lights, sighed, and shook his head: "Now, I don't know what he is thinking..."

Aurora glanced at him and said, "The teacher seems to have lost his temper recently."

"He is more likely to get out of control than before." Neuss whispered, with unspeakable bitterness in his voice. What does it mean to be out of control?It means no longer restraining yourself, and letting your temperament come.

The reason why he no longer restrains himself, he knows that if he is Du Di'an today, there is no need to be afraid of anyone or anything, why should he restrain his behavior?

It's just that if a person doesn't restrain himself, what will it become?

Aurora was also not a little girl who had simply avenged her sister. She exercised in the giant wall of Sylvia, entered the world in the great wall of Borga, and witnessed the ups and downs of the imperial capital. Shen Fu, there was already a castle in her heart. Upon hearing Noyce's words, she glanced at the teacher's most familiar person, and suddenly there was anxiety in her heart.

"Maybe I never found Miss Helisa..." Aurora whispered.

Noyce nodded silently, secretly in his heart, hoping to find it soon, probably only her, can calm him down and restore his former wisdom and calmness.

Overnight.

The haze over the imperial capital also seemed to be dissipated by the morning light. In the study, Du Di'an sat on the ground decadently, his eyes dull and staring blankly at the air. After a night of venting, his thoughts were clear. However, the regret and pain still remain in my heart.

For a long time, for a long time.

His numb mind turned slowly, and he suddenly thought of a problem, his sister was invaded by the gods, what about the father and mother?

Thinking of this, he awakened violently, stood up from the ground, quickly found Neuss, and asked him to send all the materials of the gods of the Great Wall.Soon, these materials were thick and piled up in his other study.

He flipped through it quickly and read it five times in just ten minutes. He didn't see the traces of his parents. His heart didn't know why. He was relieved and somewhat lost.

"God is omnipotent, if only they can be resurrected out of thin air..." Du Di'an thought to himself, but reason told him that this was impossible, even if he could make parents and sisters, it was just The people created according to their memories in their own memories, including all their thoughts when they act, are also memories instilled in their minds.

This is equivalent to the parents he created, only the parents three hundred years ago, not the real parents who have experienced the changes of three hundred years.

Perhaps this is also true?

After all, the parents who were three hundred years ago are also his parents, and the subsequent conversation and emotional changes are also based on the reactions of his parents' personality.

Thinking of this, his heart suddenly became hot, and he immediately began to try.

"Father, mother, sister, I want to make you all alive!" Du Dean's eyes light up, the whole body of cells surging, and a sarcoma is demonized from the arm, and the bones and bones are gradually demonized, changing into a human form.

The first demonized image is the mother who created herself, a clever female doctor.

Soon, the mother appeared in front of her, and she also constructed cotton clothes, which were made by the transformation method.

The second was the father. A middle-aged man with thin cheeks and a slightly serious expression stood in front of him.

Then the third is the sister in memory, a little girl in her tens with red lips and white teeth.

Three portraits of three meat carvings, standing motionless.

Du Dean stepped forward and instilled memories one by one.