That's it, that's it

The eternal bright red young moon stared at the boy whose body was constantly shattered as if he was tasting fine wine, unwilling to let go of any detail. Her bitter hatred makes her no longer think about her limits, and at the same time, the attacks launched from the three conceptual levels of "cause and effect", "past", and "future" are enough to erase everything from any enemy, and he is no exception.

"How, how can this be! What is this! What is this!!"

The boy's face distorted, and something beyond his comprehension made the evil god, who thought he had everything under control, feel fear for the first time. He tried his best to grasp the scattered debris, but before his arm could be extended, the evil god who had lost his previous calm and composure roared hysterically, hoping to save his life from the crimson demon's hands.

"This, this body belongs to Wang Hao! Wang Hui and I are now living in the same community! If you kill me, you will kill him too! Do you still want to kill me?!!!

"Wang Yu brought you to make the Red Devil what it is now, and it is hard to escape the blame for death. ”

Remilia was silent, and just as the young man was just about to have a glimmer of hope in his heart, the Crimson Demon ruthlessly shattered this hope with cold winter words, so that the evil god who spread despair also experienced the meaning of despair.

"To wipe you out with him is the most merciful punishment for him. ”

It's just that the miserable appearance of the young man is not so pleasing to the eye in Remilia's eyes.

Although she always quarrels with this disobedient subordinate and fights with him from time to time, in fact, Remilia still cares about Wang Yu very much.

After all, he was one of the last remaining members of the Scarlett family, and although he was far more dissatisfied with Fran being close to him than to himself, it was only jealousy and envy, and a little bit of annoyance derived from it. In addition, he has never taken himself as a patriarch in his eyes, and he has no resentment.

If Wang Hao's attitude was very respectful and obedient enough to Remilia, the treatment he received would definitely be different from what he is now.

How could the pure-blood clan of the Scarlet family just get a position as a subordinate?

It's a pity that he didn't care about Remilia until he died, and he even spoke softly only a handful of times.

"Stubborn and nasty guy"

The eternal crimson young moon curled up in her seat and whispered with mixed feelings.

The boy's wail was already very weak, his hands and feet had all collapsed, and the young man who had been in high spirits not long ago was now a human stick crawling on the ground, gradually shattering like clay pottery being baked by invisible fire, and finally turning into a pinch of pitch-black ash, staining the luxurious blood-red carpet.

Remilia hugged her knees and looked at the cinder-like ash in a seat much wider than herself, looking confused. I wanted to cry, but I couldn't, I just felt a cold and numb pain in my heart.

Like a kitten abandoned by its owner, curled up in a huge cardboard box and looking out at the outside world in confusion, not knowing what awaits him next. Scared, but unable to do anything.

Now that only he and Flandorow are left in the Red Devil Pavilion, and he has killed Wang Yu with his own hands, the relationship with his sister who has finally recovered to a cold relationship will definitely fall back to his original hatred and hatred in an instant, and even more irreparable than the original.

Because she killed Fran's most important person.

Only the sound of black rain falling in the huge mansion remained, and the continuous sound did not dispel the dead silence in the mansion, but made Remilia even more irritable.

"Your Excellency, do you need to sweep away this pile of ashes? ”

The soft, deep words suddenly broke the dead silence, and the voice that should never have been heard again made Remilia look up in disbelief.

"It's you?!"

"Yes, it's me. ”

The young man in the scarlet hanfu replied with a smile that pierced the darkness. He leaned down slightly and patted Remilia's head tenderly and intimately.

"This time, thanks to you, the Pavilion Master, if you hadn't killed Wang Ming, I wouldn't have been able to escape from that prison. ”

"You're not dead?"

Wang Yu smiled and nodded: "Yes, although it looks the same as me, in fact, Wang Ming uses her own body, but she just becomes my appearance." ”

"I see"

Remilia stared blankly at the young man's slightly immature face, and couldn't help but reach out, wanting to touch the man who had never been so close to her.

"yes, that's right. ”

Wang Yu didn't move, letting Remilia's hand caress his cheek.

The eternal bright red young moon pressed her left hand on Wang Hao's face, kneading it indiscriminately, as if to confirm whether Wang Hui really existed. And then

Grabbed the boy's head fiercely.

Gungnir instantly appeared in her right hand, and the liberation of her real name, which Wang Yu had needed to accumulate for a long time, was unleashed by Remilia as easily as an ordinary stab. The scarlet dragon composed of demonic divine thunder slammed straight into the young man's chest, and his unparalleled power made him fly out uncontrollably, crashing into several walls in a row, almost penetrating the entire Red Devil Pavilion.

The Crimson Demon clenched his left hand, which was stained with blood and flesh, and pinched his head at such a close distance, and the splatters of brain and blood naturally splashed on Remilia's delicate face, making her bewitching face hideous.

The eternal crimson young moon was constantly wheezing, and it had already exhausted her energy by tearing off the young man's fate thread at the beginning, and her manipulation of the power of "fate" was far from reaching such a state, and the Gungnir thrown was simply the result of anger and resentment.

She knew that this was of no use to the guy who had occupied Wang Hao's body. Bloodline's eyesight allowed her to see that the exposed white spine had begun to multiply and grow as it was blasted away by Gungnir. As one of Remilia's trump cards, the Meteor Spear, which made her invincible, failed to pierce the skin on the boy's chest, but only widened the distance between the two.

It's a pity that for a battle at this level, this distance is completely meaningless.

"It's amazing. ”

The boy's voice remained gentle, and he crawled out of the rubble, flesh growing from the fracture, winding and crawling, covering the hollow skull, making a chilling sound, like the disgusting tone of countless maggots wriggling together.