my god is from hell

At the foot of the continuous snow-capped mountain where the wind and snow were slightly resting, a large number of wet, sticky, pale-faced corpses with severed limbs appeared continuously from the side of the snow-capped mountain, chasing forward at an extremely fast speed.

Among them, the one with the fastest foot speed is already close to the back of the person in front, only an arm's length away from each other.

"Divine Art - Heart of Flame!"

The little witch panted and turned her head, trying to use a blazing magic spell, but it seemed that due to lack of spiritual power, the blazing fire was only enough to burn half of the corpse, and the remaining half of the body was still relentlessly chasing.

"roll!"

The little witch gritted her teeth and threw out a small knife again, cutting off the remaining half of the corpse's leg, leaving him to crawl slowly on the ground with only half of his arm.

However, at the time when these two turned around, the dead bodies instantly drew closer to her. Among them, one dead body was particularly fast, and soon overtook the others to become the closest body to the little witch.

This corpse was obviously different from the others. There were not many wounds on his body, and his clothes were much neater than other rotting corpses. Not only that, but he also had many enviable accessories on his body.

Whether it's the ivory necklace around the neck or the square-shaped flower-wrapped pendant around the waist, they are all brand new, especially dazzling on this mud-covered body.

However, the little witch had no time to concentrate on these things. Her pupils were full of shock when she saw the face of the dead body clearly, and then her whole body convulsed nervously as if remembering something extremely frightening.

It was also this pause that caused the dead body to grab her arm instantly.

"No, no, no...let me go! Let me go!"

As soon as the little witch's arm was touched by him, her face turned pale. She even forgot that there was a weapon in her arms, and she just pulled her arm out with all her strength, and didn't even notice that it was dislocated.

"Let go of me... Get out, get out! Ah... Ahhh!!!"

At the entrance of the snow mountain, as soon as Yan Qing led the crowd in, he heard an extremely sharp cry.

"Is there someone?" Mingyou heard the voice first.

Yan Qing tilted his ears slightly, and fine wind and snow fell from his side. After a while, his expression was slightly surprised: "It's the little witch..."

"Go away! Ahhhh! Let me go! Ahhh—"

That voice no longer sounded like a scream from fright, but a nervous catharsis like a breakdown, crazy, shrill and piercing.

"Would you like to take a look?" Mingyou actually didn't like the little witch's behavior, but he was a little shaken when he heard this miserable cry.

"Don't touch me! Don't touch me! Get off—"

The smooth mountain walls of the snow-capped mountains make the sound echo layer by layer, and every word in the voice is the panic and despair of a little girl.

"Master Yan Qing..." Zuo Luoxing pleaded softly.

Even if the little witch destroyed the navigation system and caused everyone to come to the Death Star by accident, this is not an excuse for them to refuse to save a possible act of violence.

One size fits all, even death row prisoners have basic human rights. This has nothing to do with the heart of the Virgin, but the basic respect for the other party as a "human being", which is one of the most fundamental differences between humans and animals.

The small hurricane flew over another corner with everyone, and they soon saw a dead body trying to tear the arm of the little witch.

But what puzzled everyone was that the dead body didn't seem to have much strength, and even after pulling for a long time, it couldn't pull the arm off.

The little witch caught by him was terrified and screamed extremely sharply, as if she had lost all her strength and could only struggle in panic.

The wind and snow carrying Yan Qing lightly landed in front of her.

"Make a deal, I'll save you."

The fine white snowflakes flashed through the terrified orange eyes along with the breeze blown by the hurricane, and the smooth mountain walls reflected the glare of the sky, intertwining an appearance of a god.

The god in white was against the light, his sleeves were blown up by the wind, his black hair lightly brushed those misty eyes, the god lowered his head indifferently, and his cool voice was beyond doubt——

"...I'll save you."

In an instant, a gap opened in the dark and lightless hell, and a ray of skylight slanted down, illuminating the thin figure curled up in the corner.

"You finally came……"

I prayed for so long...so long...so long that my body was covered with ugly scars, so long that my warm heart was filled with darkness.

They say...God lit the world with flames, but why...my world is still icy cold?

The little witch's voice was hoarse, her eyes were red, and she stretched out her hand tremblingly, trying to catch the ray of sky light that had finally leaked in.

The god under the sky stretched out his hand, and caught the hand that was handed over with difficulty.

"The transaction is established...Little Witch."

The god called out her name... that's great... She used to like this name very much, but she didn't like it later, but she was willing to continue liking it for the sake of the god.

That... ironic name... Ann...

"Little witch?!"

The little witch's blurred eyes instantly became clear, and only then did she realize that the hand she handed over was held in the hand of an extremely familiar smelly man!

That false god!

"Why are you so lingering!" The little witch withdrew her hand abruptly, with a distorted look of alternating anger and embarrassment appearing on her face.

Yan Qing's dark gray eyes stared at her closely: "Just now you promised yourself, as long as I save you, you will give me your life."

"Fart! I'm..."

When the little witch thought of her imagination just now, she felt ashamed and indignant, and then looked at this man, how did he look like a god!

"Anyway, I didn't promise you!"

As soon as the little witch finished speaking, she felt a strange sensation coming from her body, and then... the most secret place was quickly flipped through like a book——

"Are you sure? Once I find the most important thing in your heart, it will belong to me."

Yan Qing's ghostly cool voice came faintly.

The little witch raised her hand subconsciously, but immediately put it down the moment it touched her eyes, but the next moment, a sharp pain exploded from the depths of her eyes, as if some hands had ripped out her eyeballs!

"Ahhh——don't, ah—"

The little witch covered her bleeding eyes and screamed fiercely, but the moment she denied it, the ending was already doomed.

A pair of flaming orange-red glazed beads landed in Yan Qing's hands.

"Master Yan Qing!"

Zuo Luoxing looked at the eyeball in his hand in disbelief, he didn't expect Lord Yan Qing to actually gouge out the other's eyeball!Although the little witch is hateful, they are taking advantage of others' danger!

"Speak."

Mingyou also couldn't bear to look at the little witch who covered her eyes and screamed in pain.

He could tell that the little witch's eyes were the same as his silver hair when he became the Prayer of the Moon, and they had a special function of summoning the gods to possess him, so they could burn like flames.

Being deprived of eyes is tantamount to stripping away the spirit, and that kind of pain is definitely not something ordinary people can bear.

"The flaming red pupils of the God of Love and Vengeance."

Yan Qing spread out his palms, the eyeballs that were separated from the eye sockets did not have the white horror of ordinary pupils at all, but the flames spread all over the eyeballs at the moment of separation, suspended in Yan Qing's hands like a pair of burning beautiful glass.

"Who? Who? Taken my eyes!"

Behind the little witch, a seraph with its eyes closed slowly emerged, the outline of its white wings glowed with golden light, its beautiful face was full of evil temptation, and hatred raised its head.

Yan Qing didn't look at the angry Summoner, but walked up to the quiet little witch, and slowly spread his palms.

The heat of the flaming red pupils was close to the little witch's pale cheeks, and the side face was slightly flushed.

"I'll give you another chance." Yan Qing said, "I can return the eyes to you."

The little witch raised her head abruptly, the dark sockets of her lost eyes were frighteningly hollow, but Yan Qing was not surprised at all.

"The god's eyes can survive without the eye sockets, so there will be no damage if they are put back."

The expression of the God of Love and Vengeance suddenly changed.

Nothing hurts!Even if it is a god, it will consume a lot of divine power if it is abruptly taken away as a part of its existence as a carrier of divine arts!This is a fact known to everyone in the Light Realm.

This deity's tone is so firm, either the level is not high, and the use of divine arts is only superficial, and has not yet reached the level of self-use, or... the level is extremely high, and the use of divine arts has reached the level of arbitrary use.

The latter is currently only the God of Light and the God of Darkness who have this ability. The God in front of him does not look like the incarnation of the God of Light or the God of Darkness. How dare he say such big words!

"Don't believe it! He's lying to you!"

The god of love and revenge immediately protected the little witch.

The little witch half-covered her empty eye sockets, her vision was filled with cold and dull darkness, and she slightly turned her head to look in the direction of the sound.

There, stood an extremely hypocritical god.

He first sincerely praised her burning eyes full of hatred, but when Kane wanted to take her away, he stopped the helping hand extended to her without hesitation, and scolded her for choosing the strong.

Later, he used this incomparably hypocritical excuse to counter Kane by copying the magic, but in the end he hypocritically forced Kane to keep her.

On this stormy snow planet, he also shamelessly followed her and tried to use her magical powers to find the wormhole, and by the way, while she was unconscious, he tricked her into making a deal.

Now he even pretended to be a god of justice, handed the pair of eyeballs that had been pulled out of her eyes to her, and said condescendingly that he would give her another chance.

How hypocritical and hypocritical it is.

The little witch took a deep breath, and her expression gradually became disgusted. She was about to speak sarcasticly, but she smelled a scent of wind and snow on the tip of her nose.

A wisp of clean and crisp wind, as if carrying the hope of winter, melted on her cold fingertips.

"Okay then, give me back your eyes." The little witch swallowed the taunt and said indifferently.

Yan Qing didn't say much, and said, "Take your hands away."

The flames gradually approached her eyes, and the heat solidified the long bloodstains around the eye sockets.

"Wait, you just said... you can give me back your eyes... what is the second half of the sentence?"

The little witch suddenly asked.

"I won't care about you anymore."

Yan Qing said in a low voice, carefully pushing the flaming eyeballs slowly into the dark and terrifying eye sockets of the little witch.

In the future... I won't care about you anymore...

From now on... no one will care about you again...

No one will ever... care about you...

"What are you doing?" Yan Qing looked at the little witch who suddenly closed her eyes tightly.

The temperature of the red pupils burned the little witch's blood-stained back of her hand, leaving scorched black burn marks.

Suddenly, a hoarse cry came from the little witch's throat.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

The little witch covered her eyes tightly, and suddenly howled loudly, her voice was countless times more shrill and helpless than when she was caught by the dead body just now.

Compared with pure fear, there are more grievances that no one listens to and anger that has nowhere to vent.

The God of Love and Vengeance closed his eyes, but seemed to see all the helplessness and grievances of this child, and lowered his wings to wrap her around her gently.

Yan Qing had to take away the eyeballs in his hands, and if he stuck them down, the little witch's hands would be burned to death in the flames.

He didn't expect that he would have to pay someone else a hand.

Yan Qing scratched his head and looked awkwardly at Zuo Luoxing and the others.

The words "Why is she still crying? Didn't I promise to return the things to her? Do you still want the eyes? Don't throw them away" and so on.

Zuo Luoxing hastily covered Yan Qing's right hand, the heat made him almost let go, but he still held it down with tenacious willpower.

"Wait a little longer, just wait a while." Zuo Luoxing urged.

Worried eyes fell on the little witch's thin and frail arm, and she looked away in a panic, her eyes were faintly moist.

Mingyou also turned away his eyes, his eyes fell on the distant sky, and he didn't know what he was thinking about with his somewhat slack pupils.

Lin Ze pulled his hood, his dark eyes were hidden under the hood, and he couldn't see his expression clearly.

"The eyes... in your place. In exchange, keep me safe until the wormhole is found."

The little witch finally stopped crying, with bloody cheeks and dark, empty eye sockets, gloomy and terrifying, but she didn't care, and "looked" straight in the direction of Yan Qing with her voice.

"Really? Don't worry! I mean what I say!"

Yan Qing's tone suddenly became excited, this is the eyeball of a god!There's still fire burning inside!

The two glass-like eyeballs were thrown high, and then fell down dangerously, so that they did not fall to the ground.

Zuo Luoxing hastily pressed Lord Shenming's troublesome palm, and said as gently as possible: "This thing is too dangerous. Although it is unlikely to cause a fire on this snowy field, you should be careful, can't you put it on?"

Yan Qing retracted her hands vigilantly: "What are you doing? This is not glass, it won't break even if you knock it on a rock!"

Both the little witch and the God of Love and Vengeance behind her twitched slightly, and the little witch even regretted giving her important eyeballs to this unreliable god...

Zuo Luoxing glanced at the faces of the two owners, and persuaded in a good voice: "But you will be performing magic arts later, and you may have to do other things, so you can't hold it all the time, right?"

Yan Qing's hands holding his eyeballs tightened embarrassingly, and he frowned and thought for a long time, then compromised sullenly: "Okay, pretend."

"Can you pretend?" Zuo Luoxing's voice was much lighter.

"What's so difficult about it?" Yan Qing opened his hand disdainfully.

Black quicksand enveloped these two eyeballs, and the scorching temperature was immediately isolated in the dark space.

"Is this... Possession?" No matter how Mingyou looked at it, he felt that this black space was like Yan Qing's pitch-black space magic.

Some powerful spirit summoners are able to release their own magic skills, and even attach them to a small ornament. This process is called spirit possession.

"What is possessed spirit?" Yan Qing looked at him puzzled.

He simply made two black shells for the two eyeballs.

"Yes..." Mingyou was about to explain, but was interrupted by the little witch impatiently.

"The academy will teach it, now quickly find the wormhole. I am not giving you my eyes!"

Yan Qing heard the words, looked at the little witch, and immediately looked disgusted: "The most important thing now is to wash your face! It's so dirty!"

"I……"

Everyone froze, seeing the two terrifying black holes in the little witch's eye sockets and the blood stains on her face, they all turned their eyes away with some reluctance, and subconsciously waited for the little witch's ridicule.

"me……"

Unexpectedly, the little witch "I" for a long time, did not say a word of hateful words, instead squatted down angrily, grabbed two handfuls of snow and wiped her face on the spot, with a little force, until her face turned red.

Crowd: ...

"Cough." Mingyou coughed, and continued, "Possession is..."

His eyes looked around subconsciously, and suddenly he saw the extraordinarily well-dressed dead body, with an ivory necklace hanging around his neck and a square flower-wrapped pendant around his waist.

Mingyou glanced over the square flower-wrapped pendant inadvertently, and then turned his eyes suddenly, his pupils trembled slightly, but no one noticed the abnormality.

"...Look, that pendant is a god-endowing ornament, also known as an alchemy ornament, which is to condense the magic on a small utensil. After pressing the switch, it can cast a magic weapon that is completely comparable to that of the envoy. One-time magic."

Mingyou pointed to the square-shaped flower-wrapped pendant, and explained in a calm tone: "That day, that bearded man snatched a space-type alchemy accessory from me, pressed the switch to activate the magic, and almost escaped from the starship. ,quilt……"

Mingyou looked at Lin Ze, and then remembered that they didn't seem to ask what the boy in the white hoodie was called...

It's strange... Even the three of them have exchanged names, and the boy in the white hoodie has been with them all the time, but no one remembers to ask his name cough cough...

"My name is Lin Ze." Lin Ze added blankly.

"Eh... Lin Zeyi shot through the pendant and the heart, so he couldn't escape."

After Mingyou explained, Zuo Luoxing and Yan Qing suddenly realized that Lin Ze didn't speak, he already knew the existence of alchemy accessories, but even he had never seen a few alchemy accessories with powerful magic .

At this time, the little witch suddenly said: "How do you know that it is an alchemy jewelry?"

The little witch remembered that there were two eye-catching accessories on that person, one was the ivory necklace and the other was a flower-wrapped pendant, but even she wasn't sure which was the alchemy jewelry.

There are a lot of jewelry imitating alchemy jewelry on the market. Except for the different effects, they are almost exactly the same as the real alchemy jewelry. Even the little witch is not sure which is a good imitation ordinary jewelry and which is an alchemy jewelry before she touches it.

This person's voice was so casual and determined, as if he had already confirmed its authenticity.

Speaking of which, she was very surprised when the bearded man recognized the alchemy jewelry that she didn't even see at a glance, and what surprised her even more was that the man casually hung such a precious space-type alchemy jewelry on his waist. The effect was taken away by the beard.

Three pairs of eyes immediately looked at Mingyou.

"I...Of course I guessed." Mingyou's eyelashes drooped slightly, and he explained in a relaxed tone, "I have a pendant that looks similar to it and was stolen by the beard. This one looks so similar to it, I guess it is So is the piece."

"Then your guess is really accurate." Yan Qing said.

"What... what."

It was only then that Mingyou realized that Yan Qing had taken the pendant off the dead body at some point and played with it in his hand.

Yan Qing felt it for a while, and nodded: "It's a space magic, but the range is very small...it shouldn't be comparable to yours."

After all, it is a high-level divine art that can cross the vast interstellar space, but this pendant can only travel the distance of more than half a planet.

"Really? We were lucky. This person probably didn't have time to use him before he died, so we took advantage of it." Mingyou joked casually.

Yan Qing took off another ivory necklace. Although there was a breath of magic on it, it had dissipated for a long time. It seemed that it was a used alchemy ornament.

Mingyou looked at the two alchemy accessories, and suddenly turned his attention to the little witch: "By the way...although I'm sorry...but I still have to ask, you seem to be very afraid of this corpse, why? Do you know why these corpses attack you?" An angel?"

The little witch clenched her fingers, clenched her teeth, and then said as calmly as possible: "I don't know what happened to these dead bodies. I just knew this dead man."

Her eyes had become a pair of black hole eye sockets, without any brilliance, but even so, everyone seemed to see extreme resentment and fear from these empty eye sockets.

"If this flower-wrapped pendant is real, it should be a secondary auction item at the Baolan Auction three years ago. Three years ago, shortly after the Baolan Auction, Planet Talka fell and the Polluters invaded. A major infection occurred on the planet in a few months. Calculating the time, the planet under our feet should be the planet Talka back then. This dead body should have died during that time, that is to say, at least three years ago."

"Three years ago, you were only about five years old..." Mingyou glanced at those mottled marks, and couldn't bear to say.

If you're only five years old...

Who knows that the little witch smiled disdainfully: "Five years old? I am 13 years old this year. Three years ago, I was ten years old. Although this man is also a beast, but even more disgusting beasts than him were slaughtered by me six years ago. "

"Also?" Mingyou caught a key word.

"He should have died six years ago! With his disgusting older brother!"

When the little witch mentioned this person's "brother", although she tried her best to suppress it, people could still see her involuntarily shrinking shoulders and restrained trembling body.

It is conceivable that the scariest thing is not that the most frightening person in your life appears in front of you, but that you are sure to get rid of this nightmare, but years later, you meet it again in a completely unexpected way.

"You mean..."

"He's still alive...his brother is definitely not dead!" the little witch said with a trembling voice, "His brother is the real devil!"

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