Heart Punishment, a magic created by the current King of the Realm, is capable of ignoring all physical defenses and directly attacking people's hearts and attacking enemies from a spiritual level. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info In short, mental punishment can change the memories of others, and the specific way to change memories is to let him live in the world of mental punishment once, so that his original memories become unbearable hell, when the punishment is completed, the punished person will either die or go crazy. Although this is a powerful magic, there are many disadvantages, the most important of which is its instability, if the punished person dies in the world of mental punishment, the mental punishment will be lifted, in other words, the stronger the person, the more unable to escape the clutches of mental punishment.

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The world of heart punishment, the past of the king of the world, the memories of tampering, the traces of life, the lost future, the endless.... Grief, once again alive proof .... The heart punishment was initiated.

The heart punishment began to tamper with his memories, began to tamper with the memories after the age of 15, and then there was the world of heart punishment, life in the world of heart punishment, his life in his own heart.

January 1, 1000 in the Demon Calendar, this is a special day, the day when the Demon Race decides to be executed.

15-year-old Luo curled up in the far corner of the prison, black wings wrapped around his body, his body in black and white prison clothes was still shaking, the expression on his face was occupied by fear, in the huge prison, alone fighting against the fear of death.

"Daddy.... Mom—" Fall began to cry, sobbing and calling out to his parents, but his parents had long since died. Luo is now the last member of the royal family in the Demon Realm, his parents and brothers have been executed by the Demon Clan, the youngest of whom he has been imprisoned alone until now, and now his life will also come to an end.

"Why. Why kill them all... Why..."

"What bad things did they do.... Why kill them all.."

"Why..."

"Dad... Mom... Brother..."

"Where are you... Help me..."

"I'm now.. Still.. Don't want to die... I don't want to..."The sobbing is getting worse and worse, and the words are no longer clear.

"Whew. Ahem.."

The sky was getting darker, the red moon was rising higher and higher, and as time went by, the surroundings became more and more noisy.

Luo, who didn't sleep in the morning, continued to wait for the end moment.

Both the nocturnal demons and demons awoke from their sleep under the guidance of the moonlight.

The desire to die was repeated and repeated in Luo's heart, his desire for life became stronger and stronger, his brain became more and more nervous, his crying became quieter and quieter, and gradually, the desire to survive covered the fear in his heart.

He wiped away his tears, spread his wings, and stood up against the wall, his white vampire-like face exposed to the moonlight, his black hair swaying slightly in the wind, and the fear in his blood-red eyes seemed to be gone, and the desire to survive burned inside.

"I want to.... Live..."

Falling shook his wings, leaned against the wall, and dragged his tired body forward, until finally he fell to his knees in front of the prison door, looking through the feeding slot in the door, looking out at the dark corridor.

Falling in this place has been locked up for two years, and he has to face lingering fear every day, every day he has to face irresistible loneliness, every day he has to face the fact that his parents and brothers are dead, every day, every day.

In the past two years, not only fear has arisen in his heart, but also anger and hatred, hatred for the demon race who killed his relatives, hatred for his own powerlessness, and hatred for the reason why the demon clan's magic power disappeared. But this hatred is no match for the fear in his heart, which makes him nervous, makes him unable to think, and makes him wait for death... But at the same time, today, this fear of death, of loneliness has finally reached its limit, and his anger, his hatred across fear has taken over his feelings.... His red eyeballs were exceptionally bright in the darkness, the fire of revenge, the desire to survive burned in his eyes.

"I want to... Kill the light... A non-staying... Kill them all.." Gritting his teeth, he pounded the steel door.

At the same time, somewhere in the royal palace.

In the middle of the room, a man with a stubble on his face and dressed in a royal robe with a gold and white background was sitting on a fluffy sofa and talking to someone standing next to him.

"Lord of the Realm, now it has fallen. Hall is only fifteen years old, and I still think it's a bit bad to be executed in public, so let's do it another way. The man standing said respectfully.

"Bray, I've rejected this advice many times, although you're the Demon King, there are some things I haven't told you yet, and it looks like I have to tell you if I want to dispel your concerns."

Bray showed a look of confusion on his face. "Lord of the Realm, please speak."

"Pound Clark, do you know this man?"

"Lord of the Realm, I've heard of it."

"Pound Clark is the captain of the Majin Dragoons who are still on the run, and now his combat power is still unclear, so it is urgent to capture him. Therefore, he must be brought out, today, there are still twelve hours, and the last member of the royal family will be executed, although he did not show up when the other royal families were executed before, but today he will definitely appear. ”

"I'm sorry Lord of the Realm, I haven't heard of this before, and my suggestions are offensive, and I hope to forgive them."

Lord Realm King smiled: "It's all the same race, it's all your own people, don't be too restrained." ”

"Yes, Lord of the Realm." Bray bowed deeply.

"Don't talk about this yet, Pound Clark doesn't know that his whereabouts have been known to us, and in order for the operation to succeed, nothing goes wrong."

"Yes, Lord of the Realm, then I'll step back first."

"Hmm." The King waved his hand lightly, signaling for him to leave.

In prison.

Leaning against the cold iron door, he said to the door, "Brother Guard, can the prisoner fulfill his last wish before he is executed?" ”

There was silence for a long time, and then someone said, "There is indeed this rule, if your last wish can pass the review." ”

"So, can you help me convey it?"

There was a long silence again. "Say it."

"I want to. . . I want to be put to death before ... Meet Betty, Betty Hill, and Bed Hill's daughter. ”

"If you ask for this kind of request, as long as the person you want to meet agrees to, it's not a big problem."

"Thank you...", the tears that fell once again flowed.

The guard heard the sound of falling crying outside the door, and tried to speak, but swallowed it back.

There was silence again, and the guard finally spoke. "I don't know what the above thinks, such a young child should be executed, really—" The soldier swallowed back what he wanted to say again. I don't know what words to use to comfort you, but I will convey your wishes for you.."

"Ten... Ten.... Thank you very much" Luo wiped his tears, and an inconspicuous smile flashed across the corners of his mouth.

Three hours later, the prison door was opened, and the guards put on his bracelet and anklet before signaling him to leave.

"The person you want to meet has arrived, remember, you only have thirty minutes to finish what you have to say." The guards pulled his bracelet and pushed him through the dark prison, walking silently without saying a word.

"Alright, it's here, let's go in!" The guard let go of his grip on the bracelet and gently pushed it into a small house.

The house was small and empty, except for a few stools and chairs in the center of the room.

"Young man, according to Betty Hill's request, this inquiry room is not isolated, you have to pay attention to your words and deeds!"

Luo, turned his head and smiled. "I will not fail the trust she placed in me.."

"You're so strong!" The guard also smiled slightly, to show his respect for Luo.

The door to the room was closed, and Luo sat alone in the center of the room, waiting for the opposite door to be opened, waiting for the person he wanted to see coming.

Luo didn't smile at this time, and what was left on his face seemed to be hesitation, which seemed to be .....

"What am I hesitating about now... My life cannot be extinguished today... I'm going to take all the hateful demons.. Kill. The words kept repeating in his mind, and his determination became stronger and stronger.

At this time, the opposite door was opened, the red moonlight shone into the room through the door, and the figure of a girl appeared in front of the door, under the breeze, the girl's long golden hair fluttered gently, she brushed the hair behind her ear with her right hand, and stood in front of the door, her red eyes looked straight at the boy in the room.

Although Luo wanted to suppress the excitement in his heart, he still subconsciously stood up, stared at the girl in front of him tightly, and kept reading her name in his mouth.

"Betty... Betty...."

"Hmmm! It's me, falling. The girl replied in a soft voice.

The girl in front of him was his childhood playmate, the daughter of Bed Hill, the captain of the Northwest Gate Guard Team of the King's Highlands, and her father, Bed, was the strongest warrior in the Demon Race, and the Demon Clan also valued him very much, making him the chief captain. When he was young, because he was the youngest member of the royal family, there was no threat of competing for the throne, so his relatives were very friendly to him. But because of this, there are not many children of other royal family members who play with him, and the parents of those children think that it is not beneficial to have a good relationship with Luo in the future, so they instinctively ignore him. It was at this time that Betty's appearance brought a turn to his childhood and saved his lonely childhood, and they used to be together almost every day until the day he was 13 years old, when he was ... Imprisoned.

The reunion after two years, the last meeting, and the choice of who lives and who dies.

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