The god of the night demon is hidden in the darkness, the shadow strikes, the light guards, the blood feud of the past, the past is gone. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info - To Blake, the Daredevil God

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There are always a myriad of critical choices in life. For example, if you have an apple and a loaf of bread in front of you, if you had to choose, in some cases, you could choose both. But if you can only choose one, I believe most people will choose what they want most.

Blake was now faced with a situation where Dora was still around, and Wesker was standing across from him, his blood-colored eyes full of pride. Behind Wesker, three of Blake's most familiar elves were tied up and escorted by a group of evil spirits.

The scene was very eerie, Blake stared at Wesker coldly, without any expression on his face, making it impossible to tell what he was thinking.

"Blake, it's been a long time, you've become stronger again, you deserve to be my favorite elf. Wesker said with a sinister smile. Although the dark purple cloak he wore made it difficult to see his face, the tone of his voice was cold.

"Let them go. Blake was not affected by Wesker's words, but the black light that flickered on his body from time to time showed that he was not in a good mood.

But will Wesker listen to him? Of course not.

"Blake, you know what? Actually, I admire you. You're the most gifted elf I've ever met, and you're smart enough. It's a pity that you are willing to nest in a small God of War Alliance, just for the sake of that so-called brother? It's ridiculous. After saying that, Wesker also sighed with a pretended regret.

“…………”

Blake ignored his words. Listening to Wesker say it so many times, he was tired of listening to it.

"I repeat, let them go, don't force me to do it. ”

With a wave of his right hand, the demon miscellaneous soldiers behind him immediately escorted the three elves to his side.

"Blake, you say, which of these three elves do you care about the most?" Wesker glanced at the three elves who had fallen into a coma, as if casually asking Blake.

"It's none of your business. Blake almost gritted his teeth and uttered those words.

"If you don't want to say it, then I'll guess. Be............ Rey?" Wesker grabbed the golden elf by the neck. [Well, you don't have to guess at all!xd]

Blake didn't react at all.

"Isn't it? Wesker let go of the hand holding the golden elf, "That's Gaia." ”

I don't know why, when Wesker said "Gaia", Blake's iceberg face, which had not changed for 10,000 years, seemed to begin to crack......... If it weren't for the fact that the situation didn't allow it, he might really want to rush up and strangle Wesker.

Wesker naturally saw Blake's expression, sneered, and his figure flashed to the side of the blue-and-white elf, and a cloud of black gas appeared in his hand, completely entangled the elf.

Blake still didn't have any expression.

"I almost forgot, you seemed to care about this elf before!what's it called?Cassius?" Wesker said unhurriedly.

"Condition. Blake stared at Wesker's blood-red eyes without fear, and the murderous aura on his body began to permeate.

Wesker was silent for a moment. Suddenly, he let out a sinister laugh, and Blake's heart jumped suddenly, and a bad premonition arose.

"How about a game?" Wesker clapped his hands, and the demon miscellaneous pressed their spikes against the hearts of the three elves.

"Of the three elves, only one can live. As for which one will live, it's up to you Blake. ”

"You ........." Blake clenched his fists, trying to resist the urge to rush over and fight Wesker. He knew very well that he couldn't beat Wesker at the moment, and rushing forward could only kill him in vain. What's more, Rey and the others are still in Wesker's hands.

Choosing one of the three, no matter who Blake chooses, is unfair to the other two. It's a tough choice, at least for Blake.

"Have you figured out who you're going to live?" Wesker urged Blake.

Tsk, I never found out that Wesker was so verbose. Blake thought to himself, and then a thought seemed to pass through his mind.

No wonder! Wesker didn't fight him for a reason. If it were to be normal times, Wesker would be so grinding? It would have been attacked directly a long time ago, so how could it still be there to talk crookedly about a lot of what was not there. So, now there is only one explanation that works.

This Wesker, it's a fake!

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"This is not the one who ......... Why are you here?" the muse was visibly surprised to see him.

"Muse, it's you, have you come to save us? Great!" said Ah Tieda and wanted to go up and hug the muse, but how could the muse let him hug her?

"Be serious. The muse clasped his hands over his chest and looked at Ah Tieda with a warning gaze, and waved the whip in his hand as he spoke.

Ah Tie couldn't get up from the ground easily, shook his head a little dizzy, and didn't dare to get too close to the muse.

"By the way, did you just see an elf or something passing by?" asked the Muse.

"Ahh

"Forget it, it seems that it can't catch up now. Then again, why are you the only one (machine) man, and they are the only ones?" the muse looked around, and then asked Ah Tie to this question.

Ah Tieda instantly became frustrated: "They ......... They were all separated from me......... "Ah Tieta, who is usually active, is very low at this time.

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Share: When the Grim Reaper wakes up, he finds himself in a warm garden. Let him worry, let him not let go. What a desperate thing that is. Isn't the cruelest punishment in this world to give you a huge happiness, but you can never have?—— from the seventy-first chapter of "Romantic Legends".

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[The author has something to say: Well, because I think the artistic conception of the last paragraph matches Blake very well, so I released it............]