Chapter 53: The Voice of Fate

The sun should be the most powerful in the middle of summer, isn't it?

But at this moment, even the sun can only succumb to the obscenity of the clouds, and continue to cast a faint light on the earth with difficulty.

Dark clouds from nowhere converged into a pitch-black curtain over the Red Devil Pavilion, blocking out the sun's rays like a red mist that once enveloped the entire Gensokyo, and completely plunged this demonic habitat into darkness.

"Well, that's the last guy left. ”

In the dim sunlight, the smile on the young man's lips was stained with a bit of haze, and his always gentle expression gradually became hideous.

"The guy who's going to snatch Fran from 'me'!"

Is it an illusion? The boy's shadow stretched by the weak sunlight seems to be dancing?

Using Wang Hao's body as a template, the distorted pitch-black monster grinned and roared angrily with its large mouth full of fangs, and scarlet light radiated from what should have been its pupils, dancing in pain on the ground like a demon in karmic fire.

The young man turned his head to look at the struggling demon shadow on the ground, his slender fingers lightly raised in front of his lips, and said softly with a smile:

"Shhhh ”

"You just sit back and enjoy its accomplishment, and I will take care of the deepest evil wishes hidden in your heart"

"All of them, all of them!"

The young man's smile was kind and sincere, like a spring breeze, which made people want to believe in him from the bottom of their hearts.

The shadow struggled even more, writhing wildly, cursing silently at the boy in front of it. Finally it broke free!

"Bang!"

A pale bone claw suddenly broke through the shadow's restraints and burst out, piercing through the air and carrying a huge amount of kinetic energy towards the boy's head. The claw blow that broke through the speed of sound produced a deafening sonic boom, and the fleeing air carried the boy's long hair backwards, and the frantic wind pressure made him squint his eyes.

And will the boy who missed the opportunity die here like this?

The thick, sharp claws had even touched the boy's eyelashes, but that was the end of it. The pitch-black heterogeneous tentacles that spread from the shadow were wrapped around it, and although the skeletal arm still trembled and tried to pierce the boy's head, the irresistible force finally dragged the left arm back into the shadow, slowly, but surely, despite its twisting, fisting, and tearing.

"Really, I'm so good to you, but you still want to kill me, my half. ”

As the last ray of pale was swallowed up by the darkness, the boy showed a heartbroken expression, and his hands were gently pressed against his heart.

"But, even so, I'm still so nice to you. ”

The grievances on the young man's face were swept away in an instant, and he leaned down and patted his shadow's head gently, smiling kindly and kindly.

"Now, please be a bystander, okay?

"Spectators. ”

Looking at the shadow that had been completely suppressed, the young man smiled slightly, stood up, and snapped his fingers at the dark curtain that was surging in the sky.

"Next, play the most passionate music for me. ”

"Because of the evil god, we have to fight against the last demon king. ”

The smile on the young man's face still did not dissipate, but in the face of such a warm smile, the dark clouds couldn't help but tremble. The already pitch-black color was even deeper, and endless black rain fell from it, and dark purple electric snakes passed through the dark clouds, illuminating the Red Devil Pavilion instead of sunlight.

The ominous black rain was like a breeze to the boy, and he happily pushed open the unguarded door and paced in with a smile. The pace is light and agile, like a wanderer returning home.

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The white-gloved palm pushed open the closed door, and the red-robed deacon bowed gracefully to the head of the house sitting upright, and stood up to look directly at the eternal bright red moon.

"You seem to have known I was going to be here?"

"There is an eternal spiritual channel between Pachou and me, and she has told me your news. ”

In the impression of the young man, the demon lord who had always been proud and impetuous was unusually calm at the moment. She looked down at her delicate palms and closed her eyes as if she was very tired.

"Is that really not easy, you didn't run away, since Master even told you my information, then you can't be unaware, right?"

The smile on the young man's face had not changed from the beginning, he gently closed the door, and said seriously, "You are far weaker than mine now. ”

"I know. ”

Remilia's tone was flat, wasn't she angry that her friends, servants, and subordinates had been slaughtered, or was everything just a flag for Remilia Scarlett to restore the family's former glory?

"It's so calm, I set up such a spectacular curtain to prevent you from escaping. ”

The young man pointed to the raging black rain outside the window, his tone was gentle, but the words were full of mockery.

"It's spectacular indeed, and the climax of the opera needs to be covered by a gorgeous curtain worthy of this scene, and you've done a good job. ”

Remilia nodded, her eyes still closed, her voice soft enough to be drowned out by the sound of raindrops crashing against the glass.

"But why do you think I'm going to run away?"

The crimson demon slowly opened his eyes, and the blood-red demon's vertical pupils were filled with violence and killing intent like burning red blades, which slowly diffused with the fierceness of his tone.

"That's what you're good at, isn't it?

The boy didn't seem to feel Remilia's killing intent, and repeatedly provoked the scar of the eternal bright red young moon. He glanced casually at Remilia's five fingers, and said softly:

"Like this power of fate?"

"Shut up !!"

Remilia, who found the thread of the boy's fate, finally stopped being patient, and the weak girl's face showed scarlet evil, but it was not as violent and hideous as the former Wang Yu, but it gave her a more bewitching beauty.

She interrupted the boy's next words with a loud shout, and her five fingers suddenly contracted, pulling at the thread of fate that only she could see.

Yes, exactly

The young man's face changed suddenly, from a false gentle smile to an unbelievable panic, and he let out a terrible wail as he watched his body continue to weathered and decomposed.