The Blood Hourglass

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Watt and Rose looked at each other, not knowing what to say, the only quiet thing in the room was the whisper of the wind coming in through the cracks.

Such a depressed atmosphere was finally broken the moment Celtic stepped into the room, Rose and the others relaxed and exhaled.

"My food?" Saffrot was waiting for this moment, turned around, his face was serious and cold, and his eyes were only firm.

"Ready, but... this will be the next experiment. Are you really determined to start right away?" This is why Celtic asked Safrot to wait for him. It took a few days to enter the next step. The experiment is too dangerous. If Saffrot cannot control the power in these liquids, the consequences can be imagined.

"Yeah." Saffro nodded his head. He had thought about this a long time ago. From the current situation, this is the only way, so he can no longer hesitate.

"If you fail, you will die miserably as if you drank the blood of someone stronger than yourself." Celtic explained again.

"I know." Saferot nodded again, unwavering.

"Then you drink it! Hope you can succeed!" As he said, Celtic took out the bottle from the cabinet and carefully handed it to Safrot. There were the powerful power of three angels. Not only that, but also Some original inventory he made here.

"Yeah!" Saferot didn't think much, he drank his head up, then handed the bottle back to Celtic, turned to the window, "Celtic, you find a room for the two of them first, I go out for a while!"

"Elder!" Watt and the others were really worried.

"I'll be fine!" Saferot replied affirmatively, leaping out of the window, ran all the way out of the town, rushing away with all his strength, and instantly out of the special town, going west without a destination. , Just to use up the power in the body at this time, and then let the body become a big container, ready to receive the power that will be liberated by the food just now.

Until the sun came out, he had to stop, opened the virtual curtain and continued. When he finally stopped to rest, it was already on the edge of the city of Asterton, and it was Baicheng across the city boundary. That he had lived for a while. The place of the day may be described by the word hometown.

He walked slowly forward, his original strength was almost used, and the remaining ones were only enough to open the curtain, walking all the way, admiring the sparse crowds around him, because this was the border of the city. So there is no hustle and bustle of big cities, but there is peace and peace that big cities do not have.

"If I could live here with her and watch the sunrise and sunset, what would it be like?" He didn't know if it was a longing or a leisurely thought, but there was one thing he knew very well that he wanted to stay with her until he disappeared. Who is this person, even if she forgets everything now, he still wants to stand side by side with her and walk towards eternity together.

Walking through the streets, he walked slowly, and the power in his chest spread out a little bit, filling the whole body. It felt good at first, but gradually, the power became stronger and stronger, but the body was like a The bottle was full, and it was sealed tightly.

But he endured it. He knew that this time would arrive sooner or later. For her, he would rather arrive earlier. But the feeling of his body being torn from the inside made it difficult for him to move, the step beyond the border, until the sunset.

This is Baicheng!

He put away the virtual curtain and found a wall root to sit down. He thought that he could bear the new power as long as he exhausted the original strength in his body. But what he miscalculated was that the exhausted strength returned so quickly. It is the power in the food that floods his body with his own original power, unless he can use it up immediately, but now he can't stand up just to endure the severe pain, let alone be like just now. Rushed out of several towns.

A little bit of time passed, but the pain did not abate, and I felt whether I was really going to disappear like the cruelest Celtic said. Saffrot’s eyes began to blur, and in a daze, he saw the girl who made him give everything for it. Of course, he knew very well that this was just his own illusion, so he just laughed at himself and watched. She approached step by step, he did not get up, nor did he stretch out his hand, instead he closed his eyes.

At this moment, he just felt the physical torment and the peace of the soul.

At this moment, he discovered that even if he was a child abandoned by his parents, he was unwilling to give up himself because...with her.

He didn't know if people who were dying would have the habit of remembering the past.

But at this time, his mind was all the way his mother was crying while holding him, then his mother disappeared, and then he left, left home, left hometown, and followed Esquel. He The appearance of let the mother make a choice. If the uncle does not show up, will the mother stay here forever? Although he doesn’t know what the mother is waiting for, he knows that the mother does not want to leave because she is crying. I couldn't let go of something, so I cried and disappeared.

After losing his mother, he was lost all of a sudden, but the appearance of Annihilation, or to say that he appeared in front of him, made him sober suddenly, this uncle he admired unexpectedly caused his mother to disappear and appear, so he left again , But this time it was not taken away, but he wanted to go, to escape the past, those pains far away, but the farther he escaped, the pain became tighter and tighter, and in the end he simply let himself fully accept , Became the same blood race as his mother, playing the world.

During the years of the game, he seemed to live very happy and carefree, but that way he was just a shell that had banished his soul. The soul was like a kite, flying farther and farther under his intentional release. , Getting higher and higher, but one day, the wind stopped, and the soul slowly fell. In that sentence, black tea or green tea fell into the shell.

In the company of more than a month, his soul knew the pain and bitterness, did this prove that he was alive.

Maybe her appearance was just the spider spitting out the wrong thread, but he firmly grasped it, trying to pull himself out of the cage, but it turned out so interesting. The spider silk was not torn because it was too thin. It's just that the longer he gets along with her, the more he realizes that he didn't want to pull himself out, but he wanted to pull her out and pull out the extremely dark **** in her heart.

The result is even more ridiculous. Now she is out of **** and has gone to heaven.

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