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The ruins of the broken castle, hordes of "themselves" like "corpses" poured in from all directions, but they did not rush up like brainless ghouls, but were very sensible, like hyenas hunting in the wilderness, in groups of four or five, and the broken knight's sword was like the fangs of this group of hyenas, and only when they were sure that they would rush up and bite it.

"Good, sixth. ”

Loren's voice was incredibly calm, and if it weren't for the corpse that fell at his feet and was crushed by his head, it might have made this scene seem more convincing.

Deftly dodging a sword stabbed in the back of his head, Loren, who was half-kneeling on the ground, held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and split the "self" behind him in half from the shoulder to the waist with a big slash.

"The seventh. ”

Forcibly took the other sword that stabbed into his waist, turned around and grabbed the other party's hair, and forcibly cut his head off that body!

"The eighth. ”

Loren, covered in blood, thought about the words, his dark pupils had begun to blur a little, and every time he killed a "self", the power of the void that flowed into his body made him immediately eliminate all fatigue.

His blood was from the living corpses and his own. But Loren, who didn't feel pain at all, didn't care anymore, every time the long sword in his hand pierced a body and cut off a head, the stimulation of the expansion of blood and the flow of void into the body would make him refreshed!

"Come on, come again!"

Loren's scarlet eyes widened as he roared, even if he wasn't tired, he was still gasping for breath, and the repression of the past seemed to be completely released at this moment.

The helplessness and fear of the first night when I first came into this world......

On the way to follow the old knight's wanderings, he carefully curry favor and serve......

Leonardo was killed, unspeakably remorseful and remorseful......

And from the beginning to the present, in the past two or three years, he has been living step by step, carefully calculating, and trembling......

Loren never realized that he had been suppressed for so long and worked so hard to live. He had never realized how much his subconscious longed for a complete indulgence!

The steel sword was waving, tearing, roughly tearing one "self" after another into pieces, even if it was not necessary at all. Unleash the beast nature in the body to the fullest, like a crazy monster, desperately trying to bite the prey that has become a corpse, not caring about the body that has been drenched in blood.

The ruined castle is like a locked cage at the moment, and Loren is locked in a caged beast, howling and waving his claws.

The footsteps under him slowly moved forward, and the thrill of killing became clearer and clearer in his mind - no matter how words were used, Loren could not be considered a reasonable person at this moment.

Step by step, Loren still clutched the blade in his hand, which seemed to have become his only support, and walked towards the gate of the main castle of the academy step by step, kicking the knocker hard.

"Bang-!!!"

The seemingly sturdy door panel fell to the ground with a clatter, rolling up puffs of smoke and dust. Dragging his sword, Loren stepped on the door panel and entered the hall in the darkness.

The "self" behind him did not catch up, and still wandered outside like a wandering living corpse.

It's really an ironic design, Loren curled the corners of his mouth.

"Really...... It's a pity, I thought you'd enjoy it more, my friend. ”

That familiar voice again. Loren was pretty sure there should be no one in front of him just now. But now, the young man with white-blond hair and a small gown leaned gracefully against a sculpture in the hall, holding a yellowed book in his hand.

"Why am I not surprised at all?" Loren snorted softly, his gaze moving to his right wrist, the mark that had been left on it was gone.

"Oh, please don't worry about that - as I said, that sigil is the tool I use to find you. The young man, or Asrael, had a warm smile on his face, and his clear eyes seemed to be like a deep spring: "As I said, we meet again." ”

"But seriously, I'm a little sorry to be your friend - I prepared this scene carefully, but I didn't expect you to get tired of it so quickly. The young man pouted, looking a little aggrieved: "Is it really because it's too monoton......ous?" You're really ...... Am I supposed to say that I am not satisfied?"

"You guys"?" Loren squinted, vaguely as if he had grasped some key word.

"Please don't doubt that I'm certainly not human - and please don't think of the lovely Asriel as a devil or something, that's too much. Asriel said "with great sincerity," he said, "Besides, we're friends, aren't we? ”

"So...... As a friend. Loren sneered and looked at him, "Should you explain to me first, what the hell is going on?"

"Just a little kindness as a friend. Asriel's expression was sincere, and his little head tilted: "Although your special physique allows you not to be afraid of the threat of the Void, my friend, you still underestimate the world too much. Your consciousness and sanity are far from sufficient to fight the malice of the void. ”

"Maybe you think it's ironic enough to kill each other with your living self. But believe me, the Void can do much more than that, and the desire to lure you crazy is definitely more than killing, after all, you humans are complex creatures, and it is so easy to keep you from trying to extricate yourself. ”

So, I did a little bit at the right time so that you could vent as much as you could, but not lose your mind completely. The boy smiled kindly: "I hope this can make you feel my sincerity." ”

"What if I do lose my mind?"

"That's not possible – the most important thing about being friends is trusting each other. And I absolutely believe that you will not be completely consumed by your own desires!"

Loren certainly didn't believe the.

"As for why I'm here...... As you may recall, I helped you with your revenge, my friend. Asriel smiled lightly, "Friends, on the other hand, should help each other, support each other—and now, my dear friend, I need your help." ”

"What do you want?" asked Loren bluntly, tired of playing with this guy and the haughty gesture hidden behind his smile.

"Why are you always in such a hurry?" the boy wrinkled his small nose and pressed the index finger of his right hand to his temple in confusion, "We can talk more." ”

"I'm sorry, but I'd love to make you disappear right now. ”

"Well, it looks like I'm being hated. Asriel sighed and pulled out a brass key from the yellowed book in his hand, "However, this is not a good place to talk, and although I do want to ask you for something, let you wake up from this dream first." ”

Asriel, holding the key, cautiously jumped down from the sculpture and walked deeper into the hall. Loren slowly clenched the hilt of his sword - in the darkness of the place, there seemed to be a huge cage.

"Hey~" The boy fiddled with the iron door of the cage and opened it, as if to wake up a monster huddled inside, roared in a low voice, and slowly crawled in the direction of the exit.

“...... Have fun, my honourable Lord Loren Turin. Asriel turned around, bowed to him, smiled politely, and put his hands behind his back: "Then, goodbye~." ”

"Poof!"

In an instant, the figure that came out of the cage cut off the young man's head with a sword, and the body that lost his head fell in a pool of blood like a broken marionette, and his limbs twitched intermittently.

His white-blonde hair was stained red with blood, and his still smiling head rolled to Loren's feet, making him involuntarily look up at the man who had come out of the cage......

That's the way I've gone completely crazy.