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May's hand pierced Agareth's chest, and the viscous blood slowly pooled on his fingertips, but before it could drip down, it vaporized into a red mist in the heat of the thunder and lightning.

He had suppressed Agareth once, and naturally he could suppress it a second time.

But what angered him more than Agareth's provocation was another thing. He grabbed Agareth's heart and exploded it with an expressionless face, his voice so cold that he couldn't even detect the "tyrannical" feelings, he only ordered, "Sue me, why are you here." ”

As Agareth spoke, blood began to flow from his mouth. Even the devil's body was not comfortable with such a heavy blow, but he did not show his pain, but continued to provoke the king of hell with a smile, "Guess. He said.

The answer to him was the thunder that detonated inside him.

Apparently Mee didn't have the patience to deal with him - many times Agareth felt that the king of hell was actually stupid and uninteresting. Probably because the power is so strong that even their will itself cannot be countered, they rarely bother to use their brains. They lack intelligence and patience to appreciate a lot of pleasure that takes time to savor it, so much so that most of the time they are plagued by boredom, and as a result, they are tricked into the world by Solomon's rudimentary trick of "I have fun things here".

During the short period of losing his power, he was finally not so boring, but when he regained his strength, he reverted to his old ways—he had experienced so many things, received such a person, and received such love, but he always refused to grow, and the foolish and high-minded destroyed everything. This cannot but make Agareth angry.

The blow shattered Agareth's internal organs, and he finally couldn't stand anymore and fell to his knees.

But it wasn't enough to kill him.

- If killing him was even a slightly easier thing to do, then Maye did it a thousand years ago.

In fact, Maye could suppress, punish, and even tear him to dust by shredding him, but he couldn't kill him. For this devil is like him, the one who is in himself and ever. The easiest way to dispose of him is to throw him back into the lake of fire and brimstone, so that he will never come out.

But in fact, punishing and suppressing him is insignificant to May. What Maye really cares about is why he's here.

For May has severed his cause and effect from the world, for which Agareth is nothing but a thing. He could neither be called nor allowed to enter here. The only way he can connect with this world is Shuwei. But the cause and effect between Shuwei and him should have been cut off.

Maye pulled her hand.

Agareth hugged his chest and curled up. Tiny lightning burst open on his pierced wound, but the wound slowly began to heal. Pain traveled like a blade in every part of his body, and all the magic in his body was used to repair his flesh, and he didn't even have the strength to bend his fingers.

Even if he was suppressed in the lake of fire and sulfur for many years, such pain was not common to him. But probably because he had long lost the ability to feel pain, his handsome face did not show too much expression.

But when the subtle fluctuations of the white mist were transmitted to his fingertips, all his emotions were activated in an instant, his eyes seemed to be dyed with mist, and his body tensed subtly due to tension and anticipation.

May, too, immediately looked tensively in a certain direction in the white mist.

Once again, he uncontrollably gathered a huge amount of magic, and he just wanted to crush Agareth to dust in no time. But when the sound of "May" came from the white mist, he still felt at a loss for a moment. And Agareth seized this brief gap and decisively escaped from him.

Mei Yi also came back to his senses immediately, and he didn't have time to put away the lightning spear in his hand, so he quickly returned to Shuwei's side.

- He couldn't let her see Agareth.

There was white fog on all sides, and Shuwei couldn't tell the direction at all. She was familiar with the terrain of the Emerald Lake, but now she had no idea where she had come from or where she was now. She couldn't see anything in the white mist, but she seemed to be able to feel too much that she shouldn't have felt.

It was a jumble of emotions that didn't belong to her—anger, sadness, nostalgia, resentment...... All of this lurked in the white mist, haunting her like lingering ghosts and resentments, causing her ears to hum with a whimper, and her skin to tase in the cold.

And along with this, there is also a dull heart, as if it is being held by something.

Although she has traveled to this magical fantasy world, and her dream in life is to become a great magician, in essence, Shuwei is actually a very materialistic child - she thinks that Grandpa Marx has spoken more thoroughly than others, matter is the first nature of the world, and consciousness is just a reflection of matter. So she doesn't believe in God, and of course she doesn't believe in ghosts.

But those noisy and domineering people always try to invade the feelings in her mind, and those entanglements and thoughts that have persisted for thousands of years are also clearly real.

Shuwei: You really can't just brush the second week...... Could it be that before she knew it, she had actually inherited the archive of the week's purpose? Well, objectively speaking, it seems to be right - otherwise, how would you explain the Demon King, who loves her to death when she appears? But she didn't want to be spoiled at all! She is still very happy with the blank paper, and she is also full of curiosity and expectation about the unknown life, and wants to strive for a happy future. Even though she hasn't experienced anything, her soul has been painted with color, isn't it a little unfair to her, bastard!

Shuwei struggled to resist the feelings in her heart that were desperately trying to give up the water, and they were inexplicable to her in the present world.

Fortunately, she herself is currently immersed in extremely anxious emotions - she must immediately stop May from continuing her rampage, and there must be no more victims. This sense of responsibility and guilt held her back, allowing her to ignore them for a certain time.

She had lost her way completely, and her heart was restless, and she simply stopped aimlessly searching for the previous scream. She called May's name, hoping he would hear her as much as he could.

Maye didn't let her wait, and almost as soon as she finished speaking, Maye appeared beside her, and anxiously stepped forward to grab her wrist and pressed her into her arms.

The chaotic feelings in her mind settled down at this moment, Shuwei felt relieved and a little embarrassed and aggrieved at the same time, she almost wanted to grab Mei Yi's collar to force him to lean his face, and then sprayed directly, "You don't understand what you're doing, haven't you realized that there is a telepathy between us - you have thoughts together, and my side is full of pain and sorrow?" Bastards are about to be transformed into literary girls by you! ”

Of course, she didn't do it, after all, there are more urgent things than grievances.

"Someone may be injured, help me find him first." Shuwei restrained, trying not to show too much emotion in her tone.

As she pushed Maye away, she felt him stiffen. Looking up at him suspiciously, he realized that May's expression was different.

The sense of crisis struck again, and she almost subconsciously wanted to push Mei away, but Mei Yi grabbed her wrist tightly, almost crushing her bones.

Shuwei didn't understand that she had that sentence poking at his sensitive point again. She hated this mode of getting along—she felt that in this case she was like a cowardly and lowly housewife who feared that her husband might be violent at any moment, and was obliged to rack her brains to think about his preferences out of fear of his power, and to carefully try to appease and please him.

It's like a patient with Stockholm disease.

The anger in Shuwei's heart finally broke out, and she decided that even if she was really "domestic violence" by him this time, she must convey her attitude to him.

"Let me go first." She didn't hide her annoyance anymore, "If you're not willing to help me, then I'll find it myself—if you really have love for me, as you say, then please don't do any more harm until I find him!" ”

"Who?" May's voice was low and dark.

"Trapped in this white fog, embroiled in a duel between you and someone...... Or a fight (?) An innocent passer-by? Shuwei sarcastically said, "I don't know! Of course, I don't expect you to know, presumably in the eyes of your honorable Demon King, it doesn't matter whether an ordinary human being as weak as me is dead or alive, right? ”

She regretted it a little when she said it—now was no time to exacerbate the conflict. But the cheap pleasure of finally saying what is in my heart can also be overwhelming. She decided to itbe.

But unexpectedly, after such an obvious provocation of hers, May's golden eyes were as gentle as if she were a child abandoned in the wilderness and suddenly saw a relative who was carrying a lantern to find him. He suddenly hugged Shuwei in his arms and whispered, "No." I promised you wouldn't do it again. You see, I deliberately endured going to the lake to do it, and this time I didn't implicate anyone. I've sealed this place with enchantments...... I didn't destroy anything. ”

Shuwei felt her fist slam on the cotton, and knocked out a large bouquet of flowers and chocolates. There was also a very beautiful big dog on the opposite side who stuck out his tongue stupidly, waiting for her to touch it with wet eyes expectantly - "Look at it, I didn't gnaw on your mattress, sofa, wallet and slippers today, praise me!" ”

……

Shuwei: Ah, oh no...... It doesn't seem to be able to get angry. It seems that I feel that I am too unreasonable. It seems like he's really being bullied......

"Is there really no one involved?"

"No, I took your words to heart. Even if you have to deal with bad guys in the future, I will discuss with you in advance what Cheng dù will deal with. ”

Shuwei: ...... It seems that there is no need to press any further.

She vaguely realized that she was probably being cheated by Odysseus again...... However, it's good to be okay.

At this moment, her body and mind finally relaxed completely, "So who are you fighting with?" Why did she suddenly ......" Those inexplicable feelings began to invade her heart again, as if there was some kind of telepathy, Shuwei felt her throat dry, and she couldn't make a sound anymore. She knew that if she really resisted those feelings, she shouldn't have looked back at this moment, but, but, ...... She just couldn't help it.

Tears slipped down inexplicably. She clearly didn't remember anything, she didn't understand what had happened, and she didn't want to know at all. But the moment the lonely knight's figure appeared in the vast white mist, she was suddenly seized by the memory of thousands of years, and tears slipped involuntarily.

At this moment, Shuwei couldn't even feel the anger and tyranny of May, who was close at hand, and even the thunder and dancing lightning that suddenly shook the earth were gone, and there was only the figure of the knight walking towards her in her vision, his body was still bloodstained, and his face was stained with dirt and exhaustion after the fierce battle, but those emerald green eyes still reflected a gentle light. A storm of magic ruffled his ebony hair, and his tattered cloak rattled and hunted. He knelt down on one knee in front of her before being annihilated by the thunderstorm, and took the black sword horizontally and placed it on the ground. He unloaded his weapons and guards in front of her, and said something to her gently.

The thunderstorm was annihilated, and the loud noise engulfed all the sounds.

But Shuwei was sure she heard it...... Or maybe I heard it in the depths of my memory. What he's saying is—

"Agares, return to the Imperial Palace." (.)