Take the ghost monster to catch the monster

The boy didn't cry, and he didn't dare to cry, he silently clenched his fists to pick up the torn pieces of paper, the back of his hand was stepped on, and his back was kicked.

He bears it!He bears it!

One day, he will make these self-righteous ants half as much as this shredded confetti.

He would crush them, blow them to ashes, and let the strings of the toys be in his hands.

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This is another winter, as usual, cold and bitter.The blowing wind also stings people like death, but the thick smoke swept the flames, making the white snow field red and fiery red, and gradually dyed the snow gray and white.

The smoke crackled, the smoke wrapped the fire, the fire wrapped the smoke, and countless sparks exploded from the huge house.

Wall bricks and tiles fell one by one, fireworks breathed out, teeth and claws were bared.

Afterwards, the house began to split from all directions, the flames burned towards the sky, and the light and shadow were projected on the snow field. When the sky and the snow were separated, it turned into a fiery red.

Holding a torch, the young man stood at the gate of the courtyard, watching all this indifferently, with madness and excitement in his eyes.

"It's over, it's all over!"

In this firework performance at the cost of human life, the young man held the butcher knife for the first time, and was stained with blood for the first time. He massacred his closest relatives, and he successfully ascended to the position of Patriarch.

With his new identity, he picked up the torn piece of paper again.

He worked desperately and conscientiously, he thought he had a new identity.It would be recognized by the world, but the young man was wrong, he was completely wrong from the beginning to the end.

He tried his best to climb up, and walked forward desperately, but there was always a foot on top of him that stepped him down, and stepped on his head fatally.

In the face of injustice and persecution, he forbears his hatred.

Finally, the gods favored him, and he found a chance. As long as he wins this battle, he can fight back for another round.

But the damn foot on top of him was still stepping on him.

The teenager doesn't allow it, and doesn't want to.

He wants to cut off the hands and feet that bound him, and he builds a city in a foreign country where he is king.

One day, he grasped the string of the doll and took all lives into his own hands.

Memories end ———————————————

【Foreign Invading Army Barracks】

After confirming that Yi You was completely dead, Meng Da returned to the room. He took off his gloves and blindfold. Scratched eyes.

Recalling the scene of seeing Yi You again today, for some reason, why does the person who has already died twice at his hands feel so scared?

He doesn't understand, doesn't understand.

The reason why he invited Yi You to become the leader of the game with him was because he saw that Yi You had a common experience behind Yi You. People are suppressing them, telling them that you don't deserve to live in this world.

"Catastrophe!" "Bad luck!" "Bastard!" "Beast!"

All disgusting!dirty!Unbearable!Despicable!words will fall upon them.

but why?Why did Yiyou save the group of ants who wanted to trample him down that day? ! !

"Why? Why spread all these pathetic sympathies?"

Munda still couldn't understand, he raised his fist and hit the mirror, the glass shattered and fell! !

A cloud of black air appeared in the shattered mirror, lingered out, and surrounded the room, and the distant voice echoed in Mengda's mind.

Like the blooming Tumi flowers on the other side, it exudes a seductive atmosphere.

"Angry humans...hate humans..."

"He can't die, you can't kill him, he can't die, he can't kill, he will survive, and he will be resurrected"

"Avenge you...kill you..."

"Who's talking? Who's playing tricks?"

Munda stood up and looked around vigilantly, but found nothing.

A gust of black wind blew from inside the house, and the swirling wind was extinguished. The faint candlelight in the room could only see a little of the inside of the house through the faint moonlight outside.

Munda looked out the window, confused: Why is there a moon today?Obviously not just now, why does it appear now?

He pondered for a while, then turned around!

A plume of black smoke rushed towards him from the shattered mirror, drilled into his body, surrounded him, and a terrifying consciousness drilled into their minds,

"You can't kill him, you will only be killed by him."

"I told you to shut up!!"

Mengda raised his fist again and slammed it against the mirror, suddenly, he saw a face in the mirror, which was vaguely familiar and gradually became clear.

He was very surprised when he saw it clearly, and Munda's pupils dilated infinitely.

"Little beauty, how is it possible? Why are you here? Aren't you dead? Aren't you dead?"

Munda screamed loudly in panic, panting heavily, he took out the gun in his hand, and shot at the mirror frantically again, the face in the mirror was shattered and closed again and again, no matter what, he was killed! ! ! "

The strange voice in his mind also began to change, his voice became more and more familiar until it was exactly the same as Yi You's.

"If you can't kill me, if you can't kill me, I will kill you, kill you——swallow you—"

Munda held his breath and backed away! !

suddenly!

He felt a puff of black smoke strangling his throat, he couldn't breathe, his hands grabbed his neck uncontrollably, Munda's feet gradually lost weight and lifted off the ground.

He forcefully squeezed out a voice from his throat: "Get out! Get out of here!"

"Stupid human being, you are delusional against the gods, it is so ridiculous!"

The voice fell, and the power that controlled him also separated from her body, turning into a human form.

Hei Yan's appearance was exactly the same as Yi You's, except that his eyes were so hollow, as if he was sunk deep into the moonlit night.

He doesn't have white hair as bright as moonlight, only as dark as moonlit night.

His body didn't form a complete shape, and a wisp of black smoke floated in the air under his feet.

Everything that happened in front of him was beyond the awareness of Munda. He staggered back and fell on the broken glass. The glass pierced his skin and cut blood!He was too scared to move again.

In a panic, he took out the gun in his hand and shot at the black shadow in front of him.

The bullet passed through Taiyin's body and hit the wall directly. The metal bullet couldn't touch anything, couldn't touch anything, no blood flowed out, no cry of pain.

Disappears like nothingness.

"Give up, stupid humans, weak ants wanting to fight against the gods."