Rebirth Trajectory Offset

Red hair, flamboyant like fire, cruel like blood, handsome face can not find a single fault, overwhelming charm like suffocation, those silver-gray eyes exude the color of death, there is no Letting that attractiveness decrease, on the contrary, because of the cruel coldness, the charm value increased even more.

Freud will never forget him, the devil who gave him his final death, it was only less than a day ago, how could he forget him, no matter how much time passed, he would never forget him, it is so unforgettable The appearance, such a deep memory.

Seeing this red-haired demon, the coldness of death climbed into his heart. He was not afraid of death, but when he went to support Wendell, he was already prepared to die.But which person can face the person who killed him tolerantly? Freud thinks he is not so magnanimous.

Clenching his hand into a fist, he had actually prepared it in his heart. After gaining authority and knowing about the endless void, the abnormal events that had happened in his life experience had been explained. He also knew that the person who killed him should He is one of the holders of authority, and those who can't see clearly standing above the red-haired demon are also holders of authority. They are not the ones who did the work, but they are also the accomplices, the difference is only whether they make a move or not.

It would be a lie to say that there is no hatred in my heart, but how much hatred is, but it is not so deep that it is engraved in the soul.He understands the responsibilities of these people, he can forgive them from a rational point of view, and he was prepared to die long ago, but he never thought that death would come in such a way, but emotionally, it is impossible for him not to care about it at all.

Some people will say, why did Freud lose affection for his parents and be extremely indifferent to the same thing, but he was able to coexist so peacefully with a group of people who killed him?

That's different.

In Freud's most innocent era, he believed in the truth of parental love, but was hit by the cruelest reality, or betrayed, the belief built in his heart collapsed, and the whole world fell apart, shattered into pieces, Floyd's soft heart was riddled with holes and blood.That kind of pain, only those who have experienced it will know, how desperate that kind of pain is.

The pain of being betrayed and hurt by the one you love, the trust, engraved the hatred in the bottom of my heart. Even if I still kept hope at the beginning, countless experiences later made this hope disappear cleanly, leaving only the feeling of being betrayed. The cold heart covered with ice and snow will no longer have the warmth and nostalgia it once had.That was the coldness and indifference that Freud spent the rest of his life in.

But this group of people is different, they have nothing to do with Freud, so Freud can let himself be very considerate, it does not involve betrayal, Freud is generally very tolerant Yes, those who do great things will fail if they cannot act rationally and emotionally.Freud can also be unfeeling in the darkest time, and this rationality that overwhelms sensibility accounts for a large factor.

You can face it rationally, and you can let go of the fact that they killed him. In addition, killing is killing, but there is room for negotiation on Floyd's death. Is he still here well without seeing anyone?A large amount of hatred factor has been removed, and Freud's hatred for the authority holder is far less than the indifferent hatred accumulated in the second half of his life.

Of course, Floyd's hatred index for the red-haired devil, a hands-on guy, is quite high.Floyd, who made up his mind and acted, had plenty of time to slowly figure out how to repay him.

Floyd knew that the red-haired man in front of him was a demon, not what he did, but the race of the red-haired man was a demon. Not all the authority holders present were human beings. After having the authority, it was natural for such a thing You know, besides demons, there are also vampires, elves, and dragons present. It seems that the selection of authority is not based on race.However, the proportion of humans is really too much.

The red-haired demon descended from the sky, and the flying cloak covered the brightness of the light, and the world instantly felt like darkness had descended.

"Dibelius Lienfein!" The middle-aged man in the form of a dragon exclaimed, obviously he was a demon.

"Dragon King Langard." Dibelius Lienfein who fell to the ground also knew the dragon clan who exclaimed his name.It's not surprising that the dragons are naturally powerful and have an extremely long lifespan. The hell where the demons live is merged with all parallel worlds. It is conceivable that demons with the same longevity have met the dragons.Coupled with the character of the devil, invading the world where the dragons live, there are several battles.Among them, the strong Dibelius Lienfein among the demons also made trouble in the world of dragons. At that time, the dragon king Langard was just a young dragon.

The Dragon King didn't even expect to see Dibelius Lienfein in the world.

"The Seven Lords of Hell!" It was another existence who knew the name of Dibelius Lienfein, an elf.But this time, Diberius didn't know who the elf was.

Obviously present, the legend of hell is widely circulated. Even Freud, who comes from the low spirit world, knows the prestige of the seven monarchs of hell. Yes, it is possible not to know the names of the seven monarchs of hell, but what is the status of the seven monarchs No one will not know.That is the ruler of the cruel world of hell, an existence named after various horrors.

Dibelius didn't care about his own prestige. He didn't know anyone else except the Dragon King. He looked around and then turned his gaze to Floyd. The distance between them was only scattered. That's all, "Why is it even a child?" She looked surprised, but there was no warmth in her eyes. Even if it was a child, the owner of these eyes would never hesitate if he wanted to do something.

"How does the authority choose the master? Even such a little devil can be chosen." He looked puzzled and puzzled.In fact, other people are also thinking in their hearts, how the authority is selected, and why even the Seven Lords of Hell can be selected.

"Currently, authority selects people regardless of race, gender, age, or strength," Floyd paused, put his arms around his waist, and naturally slid them to his waist. "Absolutely." It does not include integrity and kindness." After finishing the words, he had already crossed a few steps, and the sword was unsheathed and pierced Dibelius' throat.

The ice-like woman looked at Floyd's sword, squinted her eyes, and admired it. It's really amazing to do this without relying on grudges and only relying on the body.No one would think that Freud's trick would be successful, and Freud himself didn't think he would be successful. No one in the room could say with certainty that he would win .

Sure enough, the sword was easily caught by Dibelius' fingers, and Floyd could not score another point, "It is true, otherwise, how could you be such an impulsive brat who made a sneak attack again?" Selected."

"I actually think that in the case of disparity in strength, it is wise to choose to strike first." Beautifying the sneak attack, Floyd faced the failure without any regrets on his face, which proves that he had long ago It is expected that the suspicion of being an impulsive kid is ruled out.

The authority holders present are observing each other and collecting information. At the same time, the authority holders all know what kind of power the people present have.Regardless of strength, race, gender, or lifespan, they are the same existence and are in an equal position from the moment they have authority.No matter what it was like before, here, facing other equal existences, we must have an equal mentality.Even Dibelius is the same, otherwise the first sentence he said would be how the weak human beings would be selected. If he said that, he would undoubtedly push most of the human beings to the opposite side

Floyd was chosen as the target of speaking, because in his eyes, Floyd was very special among the power holders, and he was too young.You said why didn't you look for that pretty boy with a baby face?Please, that's a vampire, a vampire, no matter how small his face is, he's definitely bigger than a human underage.

Of course, the appeal is not the real reason. Other power holders have more or less strength, magic and fighting spirit. Only Floyd has a decorative rapier all over his body, which has a sense of threat of force, and there is no other power. .

Young, his youthful face is proof, but his eyes are unexpectedly deep and mature. Dibelius, who directly faced Freud, is qualified to draw such a conclusion.

"Chivalry does not include the item of sophistry, little guy, it is chivalry to be brave." As a devil, Dibelius actually talked about chivalry, which is really ironic.

Knights, this thing, even hell exists, such as demon knights, headless horsemen, and other parallel worlds also exist, with similar styles and spirits.And why do you say knights to Freud, because Freud's appearance and temperament are simply perfect performances of knights.

"Which of your eyes can see that I am a knight." Floyd has the nickname of a perfect knight, but unfortunately, he is not a knight. He is not eligible to be a knight when he is a minor, and he will never be a knight. , Regardless of the one he experienced or the current one, Freud does not have a knight title.

"Even if I'm a knight, crusade against a demon is just. Even if I'm a knight, I'm a fallen knight. Honesty is not my style. Forgiveness is not my virtue. Mercy and mercy, what the hell is that? Despicable and shameless is my motto." Freud said in an unconventional tone like a teenager, completely indifferent to the virtue of justice and the evil of depravity.

"You make me think that demons are not so bad." The underlying meaning is that Freud is not even worse than demons.With a flick of the finger, Floyd's sword was swung away. The invisible ripples made the sword crack casually. Floyd immediately withdrew the sword and threw it away. The knight's style of not abandoning the sword, before the crisis of severed hand, not worth mentioning.

However, Floyd's hand was still injured, and bright red blood dripped into this new space.Let the vampire secretly say something, it's a pity to lose the sweet blood.