Sen Ran's chill spread from Hugo's spine to his whole body, and his hands, feet, and limbs instantly became extremely cold, and he only felt that his heart, embodied by the black substance, was tightly shrunk into a ball. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Everyone has a secret, and that's my secret. The skeleton boy said lightly, then closed his trench coat.

"The power of the blasphemer comes from death, and the blasphemer gains power, and correspondingly loses something of the most important thing, and no one escapes this fate, which is the consequence of blasphemy. ”

Hugo subconsciously looked at his chest when he heard this, and the beating heart in it was what he gained when he gained the ability of the desecratest, and it replaced what he had lost? Hugo suddenly thought of the bee monkey.

No, what you have lost may not be as simple as your heart, but more likely your entire soul!

The skeleton boy looked at Hugo quietly and said, "Not everyone can be resurrected as a blasphemous after death, and this probability is negligible in the tens of thousands of years of human history. And we, the survivors of the East Island, are simply superior to our own strength if we want to complete our revenge, so we need a shortcut to achieve our goals, and we will do whatever it takes to do so. ”

Hugo frowned and said, "You mean that the power of the blasphemer is not a godsend, but man-made?"

"Hahahahaha!!" The skeleton boy burst out laughing, his laughter was full of wanton mockery, Hugo was laughing unnaturally at him, but he still quietly watched the skeleton boy.

After laughing wildly for a long time, the skeleton boy stopped, and there was still a smile on the corner of his mouth, which was extremely inconsistent with his usual cold appearance.

"God-given, what do you think is the power of the Desecratest? The apple that fell on Newton's head was nothing compared to it! It was completely against nature! It was an existence that completely distorted the laws of the universe!" the skeleton boy hissed.

Hugo's expression became solemn, and his eyes were full of incredulity: "What do you mean... The power of the blasphemer is derived from... people..."

"Completely human!" said the skeleton boy.

Artificially, these two ordinary words deeply shocked Hugo, and the shock of the upside-down worldview was even more shocking and unexpected than when he first learned that he had obtained the ability.

"Liar, you liar. Hugo muttered softly.

The skeleton boy looked at Hugo with a look of pity and said coldly: "Sometimes, ignorance is not only safe, but also happy, and if the world interprets the saint who knows everything, then this world cannot exist for a day." ”

How can it be!

How can it be!

How can it be!

Hugo could no longer listen to what the skeleton boy was saying, but kept screaming frantically in his heart, as if thousands of people were screaming in his ears, and Hugo thought that he was in a violent rock concert, shaken by the loud music. Or go straight to Pooh's and paralyze yourself with that intoxicating finish.

But at this time he could not go anywhere, and when the truth came, Hugo found that he could not take a single step.

So, who gave him this power?

After a long time, this question returned to Hugo's mind, but there was a more specific object in the question.

In that dim rainy alley, what happened in the time before he was killed by the Akame Shrine Maiden and rescued by Hitomi?

What happened!

Hugo felt only a myriad of questions rushing into his mind, about to crack his head apart.

The skeletal boy looked at Hugo's pained appearance, and there was no wave in his eyes, as if he was looking at a rotting corpse. A person who has difficulty facing the truth is really fragile and despised.

The skeleton boy turned around and was about to leave, but this time Hugo did not say anything to stop him. After taking a few steps, the skeleton boy suddenly stopped and turned his head sideways and said, "I'm sorry I couldn't save your friend." A word for me to Chitose Hara, he is a respectable opponent, if he is not in a hurry after death, he can go slowly, I may catch up with him, and I would prefer to chat with him more at that time. After a pause, the skeleton boy took a chain ornament from his coat pocket and threw it on the ground, saying, "If you're curious about the new Victorian era, you can take this, and it will help you find out when the time comes." With that, he walked away.

"Hey, are you a little wolf?" Hugo suddenly shouted.

The skeleton boy stiffened visibly when he heard this, but he didn't stop walking, striding forward, looking a little faster than before, and soon disappeared into the darkness again.

The corners of Hugo's mouth showed a smile like a waning moon.

There is no real winner in tonight's showdown, and Skeleton Boy despairs Hugo with the truth about the birth of Chitose Hara and the Blasphemer, while Hugo uses the name he inadvertently mentions in Pooh's mouth to evoke the bitter past of Skeleton Boy.

There was no fighting, no bloodshed, but both men were scarred.

After a long pause, Hugo walked up to the chain ornament that the skeleton boy had discarded, and leaned down to pick it up.

It was a crucifixion of God suffering, the only difference was that God was weeping tears of pain as if in confession.

If God has a person to confess, then to whom should he confess?

......

Dawn, sunset.

The red sunset illuminates the sky, creating the most beautiful scene of the day, which is praised by poets, mad by painters, and joyed by the world.

And looking at the blush in the sky, the little boy only felt extremely disgusted, he only felt that the red in the sky was so hateful!

It's red, like blood, like death, like despair!

The little boy could no longer remember how much time had passed since that blood-red night, fatigue, pain, despair, resentment, loneliness, all of which had made him forget the importance of civilization. In addition, from an objective point of view, he is still too young to count the dates and live his life.

The cruel reality forced him to grow up quickly, but that didn't force him to grow into a perfect man.

The boy sits on a dusty slab that was once the best bungalow with a view of the sea, but now in ruins, it is still the best place to enjoy the sea.

The little boy has recently developed a habit of coming here every day to see the sea in front of him, not because of how much he likes the sea, but because subconsciously he feels that there is some kind of bright hope on the other side of the sea, and that light will take him out of this sea of misery.

He had pinned that hope on the sky, but the bomb had made him no longer have any hope.

Not far from him, there was a fairly fresh human arm, and that was his dinner today.

Enough had been seen, hope was only hope, the person who could take him out of the sea of misery did not come after all, and the little boy decided not to wait anymore, but to eat, after all, tomorrow is still full of hope.

At this moment, the little boy suddenly heard the sound of rubble falling behind him, and the little boy was shocked, for for several days he had not found a living creature other than himself, not even a dog or a bird.

The sudden sound made him feel inexplicable fear, and the little boy grabbed the half-sharpened stone knife at his hand, which he had made himself to obtain food.

Turning suddenly, the little boy screamed at what came behind him.

Then he was stunned, and standing behind him was a girl in a green dress, with a simple ponytail hair gently flung behind her, looking so beautiful, sacred, and holy in the afterglow of the sunset.

The girl was not afraid when she saw the little boy's fierce appearance, but an irrepressible smile of excitement appeared on her face, and crystal tears swirled in her eyes, and it was this sincere smile that made the little boy let go of all his vigilance.

"Great! there really are survivors!" the little girl said with a smile and a trembling voice, and then she gave her name.

"Hello, I'm Hugo. ”