Silver Blade and Rose

The dark season is the time unit of hell, and one season is equal to about 40 years in the human world. Roughly speaking, five dark seasons ago happened to be the time when Herlett disappeared.

In other words, if calculated according to his statement, Herlett was not missing at all, and he had died as early as 200 years ago.

Regardless of whether the person speaking in front of him is the Lord of Hell himself, making such jokes is beyond the tolerance of Edwin. He frowned displeasedly, and said coldly: "Please don't fool me, this question is very important to me. Very important."

"Why don't you remember?" said the voice, "He found that his soul was damaged after the war, so he had to change the plan and release you from the Sombra Palace in advance—if he hadn't played such a game , I still don’t know that he devoted all of your people’s manpower to build such a palace, and the only thing left is to hide his own children.”

"……What's the meaning?"

"You still don't understand? Young man." The air in front of his eyes became scorching hot and distorted. A figure walked out of the void and continued to say to him, "Herlet made a deal with me before he died, half of his own In exchange for power, to ensure that your family, especially your shelter in hell, will last for a long time. This is a fair deal, because his power is really easy to use, so that I don't have to sit on the throne all day, I can If you don't show your face, you can come and go freely in hell."

It was the figure of a young man, tall and slender, wearing a floor-length black robe, with three wings on his back, two bat wings belonging to demons, and the remaining one, which looked like a strange decoration spliced ​​on his right shoulder, was a black wing.

His left face had been rotted to the point that only bones remained, and his right face was bloodless and pale. His eyes were tightly closed, and he could only see by the flickering black flame in the left eye socket.Although the intact right face was youthful in proportion to the body, combined with the left face with only bones left, it looked nothing like a ruler who ruled hell, but rather a driven undead creature.

"Who the hell are you?" Edwin asked while holding the trembling "Death Star", staring at the drooping black wings on his back.

The man stood still not far from him, his voice was low and hoarse, but he didn't open his mouth, as if it came from inside his body: "I am whoever you are looking for here."

"The one-sided wing behind your right shoulder originally belonged to Herlet."

Edwin said firmly.

"Yes," the other party did not refute, "he voluntarily gave it to me as one of the conditions of the transaction."

"How did he die?"

"I voluntarily gave half of my soul to me according to the agreement, and he used the other half to cast it into a weapon. Even the soul is torn apart. Of course, he can't exist in front of you for too long." Although there are no eyes to speak of, Edwin can still feel Seeing him staring at the sword in his hand, "Your sword is one of them, but there is a seal on it, haven't you noticed it all this time?"

In fact, he has already discovered that even in the battle with Renoir, he failed to exert the full power of this sword, but when this person appeared from the void just now, "Death Star" was hardly perceptible. It vibrated slightly, as if echoing the other half that it hadn't seen for a long time.

Since he said "one of them", the other part should be "Falling Moon".He has hardly used the latter, and he never thought that these two weapons would be forged with Herlet's soul. If what the person in front of him said is true, then he has been unable to truly drive the "Death Star" for a long time. And the reason for "Falling Moon" has been explained.

But he didn't believe what the other party said, or rather, he didn't fully believe it.

"He gave you the wings voluntarily, and he voluntarily exchanged the soul with you, so you can use his power." Edwin smiled and forcibly suppressed the excited sword, letting it gradually calm down. "According to what you said, all the benefits I got were paid by Herlet voluntarily. His soul was torn apart, but he entrusted his clansman and me to you. Isn't it a bit too fantasy?"

The other party smiled inexplicably: "Since you don't believe me, why do you have to go back to hell to find me despite the restriction? You should almost be unable to hold this sword now, right?"

He passed Edwin and walked slowly towards his throne. His posture was more like floating in the air than walking, with the bat wings and feathers behind him retracted, like a young man wearing a shell. old man.

Edwin stared at his back, originally considering whether to take the opportunity to sneak attack, but was quickly attracted by the back.

When he saw the world outside the Sombra Palace for the first time, the person who led him out of the gate also had a similar back.At that time, he was not as tall as he is now. When he looked up at the person walking in front, he felt that he was extraordinarily tall, but now he seemed to be just an ordinary person.

"Not only Black Wing, but even this body is Herlet's." He said only after the other party sat on the throne.

The declarative sentence is used, the tone is affirmative, and no answer is required.

Because there was room on the back of the robe to stretch the pair of half-wings, he could already see the scar adjacent to the right wing.

It was the scar left after cutting off the left wing.

"Now that you have discovered the truth, now I can answer the question you asked earlier." The person on the throne looked back at him, the flame in the left eye socket was beating unwillingly, and the right eye was still closed tightly. "Looking" at his face unreasonably, "I am indeed the 'Lord of Hell' you are looking for, but I am just a dead soul who relies on splicing various forces to survive. Herlet found that my body was about to decay, so he took the initiative Proposed to make this deal, the condition is to ensure that his people can continue to survive in the Silver Desert, and find a suitable place for you."

"A suitable place?" Edwin asked back.

"Before he had to release you, he kept you locked up in the Sombra Palace, one is not to let your existence be discovered by my eyes or other big demons, and the other is to find a suitable place for you to let him go before you reach adulthood." You live. Although he has to bring his own people to hell, he doesn't want his children to grow up and gain a foothold in hell." The king of hell said, and let out a dull laugh from his body, "he didn't expect I can’t last that long, so I can only make this choice in the end.”

There was no particular emotion in his laugh, but Edwin still read a hint of schadenfreude in it.

"Since he doesn't want you to find me, will he be stupid enough to ask you to find a place for me?"

"No, given the choice, but he has no other choice."

As for the situation of no choice, he has already said it just now.

"He gave me his body and part of his soul. As a price, I have to pay an equal reward." The Lord of Hell waved a black flame at him, but just as Edwin raised his sword to block it, the flame It disappeared the moment it touched the blade, "The sword in your hand can't hurt me now, and I can't hurt you as a child of Herlet because of the contract. It can be seen that he has no choice. Reluctantly left constraints."

"I don't think it's a good choice," Edwin said.

"But he chose to do so." The Lord of Hell did not back down.

Holding the sword, Edwin looked up like he used to look up at the man in front of him, staring at the man on the throne, feeling that apart from his body, there was actually nothing he could miss.

"Can you undo the seal on the sword?" he said.

"Of course, but are you sure you want to do this?" The other party asked back, "Although this is a little service for Herlet's sake, to be honest, I don't recommend you to break this seal."

"why?"

"Because in that case, you will feel that he is by your side all the time. Long-term memory of the old man will stop you from moving forward. As someone who has experienced this, this is my advice."

"I don't think I need such advice." Edwin declined his offer.

The Lord of Hell made a movement similar to shrugging his shoulders, but it was uncoordinated and looked a little funny: "Then give me the sword."

He sat on the throne and said this, and then stretched out his hand to Edwin, obviously not intending to step forward.Edwin wanted something from others, so he didn't ask him to go away because of this. Instead, he raised his legs and walked up the steps in front of the throne like the hell lord just now, and finally stood in front of him and handed out his sword.

The Lord of Hell has no feelings for this sword, he can only feel the power of a part of Herlet's soul on it, but it is obviously of great significance to Edwin.He reached out to take the sword, and his other hand ignited black flames, covering the silver sword. Two seconds later, "Death Star" changed visible to the naked eye.

It was originally a slender light sword, with wings and soul totems representing the whitelanders engraved on the hilt, and the blade was translucent silver.But after the seal was lifted by the Lord of Hell, it became completely black except for the blade. Only the blade maintained its original color, and it looked like another sword completely.

Apart from the appearance, Edwin could indeed directly feel the soul power attached to the sword, which belonged to Herlett.That feeling was just like what the Lord of Hell said just now, it was as strong as if Herlett was still by his side, but he clearly understood that the other party was no longer there, and the only thing that accompanied him was this sword.

"Isn't there still a weapon?" The Lord of Hell glanced at him.

Thinking of where "Meteor Moon" is now, Edwin thought for a while, then quickly shook his head and said, "No need."

So the hell lord withdrew his hand, hid it in his robe again, and asked him, "Do you need to undo the restraint on your body?"

"Isn't this the punishment you gave me when you exiled me?" Edwin smiled and refused his kindness, "It's not necessary, I plan to leave."

"Aren't you coming back?" Hell Lord asked.

"Of course not, my people are still here." Edwin put away the "Death Star", turned around and looked back at him, "I will come back to check if you kept your promise, if not, Herlet I will take back my body and strength."