Devil [GL]

"But I am not defeated by you, Metvia."

The God of Light chuckled twice, and suddenly restrained his emotions.

The current him, with a smile on his face and a gentle expression, immediately overlapped a lot with the image of the God of Light in Bai Wanwan's memory.Looking at his calm and indifferent appearance, Bai Wanwan seemed to see the God of Light many years ago in a trance, and in these days, he seemed to have always been so gentle and calm, just like the sharp and crazy man just now. The person is not him.

But that was just "as if", the behavior of the God of Light just now had completely broken Bai Wanwan's impression of him.

However, during this period of time, what happened to the God of Light?Why did he become so unrecognizable, no different from ordinary people.

The previous God of Light, even if he had not fallen so low that he could only survive in the little golden ball, even if he was at a disadvantage and relied on Bai Wanwan to survive, his every move carried the kind of arrogance and indifference that only belonged to gods, Treat many things with a fair and equal heart.

Although he had plotted against Bai Wanwan, it was difficult for Bai Wanwan to resent him, because she could feel through the attitude of the God of Light that his calculations were not for himself, but because she really felt that the demons in her heart would give Disaster in the world.

He equalizes all people including himself, judges everything from the overall perspective, has a benevolent heart no matter what the environment is, and takes the world as his own responsibility, although it is inevitable to make some mistakes, such a person is a god.

But what does the God of Light look like now?

What he said just now obviously had his own personal grievances attached to him, and he even intentionally concealed the existence of Bai Wanwan to ridicule Metvia in order to separate the winner from the loser...

It has to be said that the moment after hearing the words of the God of Light, the first thing that came to Bai Wanwan's mind was no longer the gentle and distant god in Maha's memory, but a very ordinary god who would People who love, hate, and selfish.

He obviously still had the same temperament and appearance, but in Bai Wanwan's eyes, the God of Light seemed to have stepped down from the altar and completely reduced to a mortal.Looking at it now, he is just a good-looking ordinary person.

This kind of change is absolutely abnormal. He has been in the little golden ball for more than 2000 years without any problems. How can he change so much after only a few hundred years?

What the hell happened to him?

Seeing him like this, Bai Wanwan couldn't hold back her confusion.

Perhaps it was because Bai Wanwan's gaze was too strong, the God of Light cast his gaze on Bai Wanwan again.

"Long time no see." For some reason, he thought of something, his eyes moved slightly, and he silently made such a mouth shape to Bai Wanwan.

It seems that he is extremely satisfied that Metvia has not discovered the existence of Bai Wanwan now, the corner of his mouth raised an arc, and a disgusting false "kindness" appeared on his face.

Bai Wanwan had seen this kind of smile often before.When the roommate's annoying relatives come over, when the dean's wife receives high-level leaders, or even pass by the side of the campus, when two students who are not familiar with each other meet, such smiles will appear, as if they are invisible. The distance draws closer, as if how close they are.

Bai Wanwan didn't have much opinion on such a smile, and she often smiled like this for socializing, but how could this kind of smile appear on the face of the God of Light?

Lost in her heart, she forced a smile at the God of Light, and immediately turned her head away, pretending to look at the God of Light, and stopped looking at the God of Light.

At this time, Metvia, who had been silent all this time, finally responded.

She glanced at the God of Light lightly, because she couldn't see her eyes, Bai Wanwan couldn't perceive Metvia's mood through her eyes, but through her slightly pursed lips, Bai Wanwan suddenly felt that Metvia Ya seems to be a little disappointed.

For the man in front of her, would she be as disappointed by his changes and "fallen" as herself?

Bai Wanwan felt a little curious, and became more serious when observing Metvia.

"You're right, it wasn't me who you lost to."

After hearing his words, Metvia's expression remained the same, and he said in a cold voice: "Me too, I didn't lose to you, I just lost to 'fate' and the rules."

The consciousness of this world does not want their existence to be immortal.It wants them to wither like leaves, to fail, to weaken, and to disappear from Esweenor completely—

As it has done to the phoenix, as it has done to other gods.

A long time ago, after learning about the strength of the Fengniao tribe, Metvia was naturally as confused as Bai Wanwan about the rapid decline of this race.

Moreover, at the same time as the Fengniao tribe, there were also gods, large and small, and other equally powerful races.

It's hard for Bai Wanwan to think deeply, and only regard this kind of thing as an inevitable process of natural evolution, but Metvia doesn't think so simply.

She made a rough calculation, and found that those existences that were powerful enough to defy the sky in ancient times had to decline and disappear due to many things. Even the God of Light, who had supreme rights at birth, also produced a heart demon that was strong enough to resist adversity. his presence.

Those brilliant existences that could affect the balance and turbulence of the entire world gradually lost the power to survive as time progressed, and were forgotten by everyone, and the thoroughly prosperous ones that finally walked at the forefront of the world were instead Humans who are extremely fragile and have little influence on this world.

Is this intentional or unintentional, is their demise accidental or inevitable?

Metvia has never stopped doubting this question, and when Bai Wanwan was reborn as a Fengniao clan and her inner demon awakened, she became more and more sure of this.

Eswino's world awareness just doesn't want the God of Light to continue to grow stronger.

From the moment she woke up, she seemed to be controlled by someone. Her previous friendship with Bai Wanwan was forcibly suppressed, and her mind was full of fear and killing intent towards Bai Wanwan.

During those days and nights when her consciousness was chaotic, she was bewitched and urged all the time. The five words "Kill Bai Wanwan" seemed to be carved into her bones, making her want to Let the other party disappear, even if she didn't really need to kill Bai Wanwan, even if she knew in her heart that Bai Wanwan would never do anything to her.

But fear and madness overwhelmed everything, and even if she had been sober, she had tried to break free of this control by hurting her own eyes.

This state lasted until she received the news of Bai Wanwan's death, as if the whole person recovered from a high fever, Metvia's brain got rid of the chaos in an instant and became sober.

After that, she realized that her previous behavior was wrong.

In the days that followed, the target she wanted to kill changed from Bai Wanwan to the God of Light, perhaps because the God of Light inherited Bai Wanwan's body of the Fengniao clan, and the God of Light was no exception. She has the same raging killing intent.

But it just happened to be such a coincidence that the Guangming God who possessed the body of the Fengniao tribe is still in the same soul state as before, unable to exert much ability. From his gradually declining cultivation base and temper that is getting closer to mortals, Metwei Ya can vaguely feel that there is an invisible force that is pulling the God of Light from the throne of the gods.

And she herself may be just a pawn to promote this ending.

Obviously, the God of Light is also aware of his changes. In order to escape such control, he finally did not choose to confront Metvia head-on, but fled into the Warcraft Forest, trying to restore his original strength first.

But in the end, the God of Light still failed to restore the power of his god.It was as if there was a force that quietly prevented him from returning to the peak.

Metvia is naturally well aware of the situation of the God of Light.After knowing the physical condition of the God of Light, Metvia fell into deep thought.

Although she and the God of Light seem to have opposing positions, the demons in her heart are part of the soul of the God of Light after all. They restrict and contend with each other, but they come from the same root. If they really kill each other, they will only end up hurting the enemy a thousand times The ending of eight hundred injuries.

She and the God of Light compete head-to-head, life and death, who is the winner in the end?

Metvia had a vague guess in his heart.

For this conjecture, she gave up practicing the skills attached to the memory of the demon, but chose to slowly practice in the way of a human magician.She retreated behind the scenes, worked in a low-key manner, and no longer participated in various meetings with far-reaching influence.She even consciously restricted the advancement of her cultivation base, keeping her cultivation base at the rare but not heaven-defying stage of a magister.

The effect of her actions is remarkable. After 100 years, Metvia can clearly feel that the invisible power to control herself is gradually weakening.

But even so, her conjecture could not be effectively confirmed.In order to verify her true inner thoughts, Metvia finally made a shocking decision——

She grabbed the weak God of Light and forcibly used the formation to grab the soul of the God of Light from the body of the Fengniao tribe and put it into the body of another ordinary person, causing them to exchange bodies with each other.

Because of this spell, she was seriously injured, and after that she rested and adjusted for nearly 300 years. However, the result of this action just confirmed her guess.

Losing Fengniao's body, the weak God of Light made her completely lose her killing intent, while the ordinary person who had Fengniao's body made her subconsciously feel vigilant and defensive, wishing to get rid of him first and then quickly.

In this way, Metvia thoroughly recognized the facts, and knew the fate that the world consciousness vaguely hoped for them to go.

Starting from the small town where Iris grew up, they have been walking a seemingly limitless downhill road, from aristocrats who are free and have a noble status, to fugitives who have to hide their identities in a foreign land, and have no choice but to pretend to be anyone. The subordinates driven by the demon king, if Bai Wanwan hadn't obtained the body of a phoenix bird, and if Metvia hadn't awakened the inner demon, they should have followed this established route and ended in failure, and ended up in a dismal collection. There will never be a possibility of re-entry subversion.

But now, she has become the devil king. Although she is so low-key that she hardly goes out, she still becomes an existence that lifts weight as lightly as possible.

This can fully show that the existence of Xinmo and Fengniao is against the sky, and they can break the rules and fate arranged for them.

Perhaps it is precisely because of this strength that does not obey fate that the consciousness of this world does not want existences like them to continue to survive.The fall of the phoenix, dragon, and gods did not happen without the "help" of other races who were also bewitched by the world consciousness.

Although I don't know why Bai Wanwan was able to disobey the hints of the world's consciousness back then, and could restrain himself from killing her, but faced with his final situation, Metvia didn't want to know.

Bai Wanwan is dead, no matter how much she knows, what's the use of it.

And although she has been avoiding and has never opposed the world consciousness, her existence is a threat to the world consciousness.

Just now, Metvia discovered with great disappointment that the God of Light has completely turned into an ordinary person under the subtle influence of world consciousness.Maybe it won't be long before he will grow old and die, and bid farewell to his glorious and noble status in the past.

What about her?

The world consciousness will not give up its killing intent towards her, but Metvia doesn't want to care about these things anymore.

"My lifespan is not long. It may take another 100 years, a few decades, and I will start to age and die."

In the silence, Metvia suddenly opened his mouth to speak.

Her pale face reflected the dots of fluorescent light on the side, and a rare expression flashed in her deep black eyes: "I don't want to practice, and I don't want to continue to live. Body...I'm already very tired."

From the moment Bai Wanwan died, she felt that somewhere in her heart stopped beating.

Will she be resentful?Of course, but the person she would blame, apart from the illusory world consciousness, was herself in the end.

It was she who arranged the game step by step against her loved one, and she personally pushed Bai Wanwan into the endless abyss.

"Okay, let's go."

Without saying anything more, Metvia took her servants and turned around to leave here.

Looking at Metvia's back, Bai Wanwan followed immediately without hesitation.

It's just that at the moment of leaving the underground tunnel, Bai Wanwan suddenly turned around quietly for some reason, and took a look at the God of Light.

She had a hunch that the meeting here was probably the last meeting between the two of them.

Although there had been doubts and betrayals, she still had feelings for this person who had been with her for so long and helped her, not to mention his miserable end.

Under a dim halo, the God of Light sat in the magic circle in ragged clothes, with heavy shackles on his wrists and ankles.

There are weeds growing around him, green fluorescent bugs are flying around him, when Bai Guanwan casts his gaze over, his clear blue eyes are following those spots of light with great interest .

Between light and shadow, his brows and eyes seemed to be dyed with a moon-white halo. The whole person seemed to have lost the mundane atmosphere just now, and his temperament returned to the original indifferent and refined.

Sensing her gaze, the God of Light raised his eyes, and showed her a gentle but relieved smile as before.

Seeing that smile, Bai Wanwan was slightly taken aback, her eyes moved slightly, and for a moment she didn't know how to react to him.

Why can the God of Light still maintain such an appearance? Shouldn't he have become the same as ordinary people?

Was the sharpness and madness he showed in front of Metvia just now all fake?

The God of Light... Has he changed? If not, why did he deliberately pretend to be worldly to deceive them?

However, before Bai Wanwan could express her confusion, the next moment, with the muffled sound of the tunnel door closing, the God of Light and those faint and beautiful fireflies were completely blocked from her sight.

And this question has always remained in Bai Wanwan's heart, and there is no chance to solve it.

The author has something to say:

Thank you for the landmines of "Falling Flowers Fill My Clothes" and "Splendid China Years"~

Thank you for the nutrient solution of "San Kui Kou Ya" and "Mu Jiu"~