"Woo~~~"

I covered my mouth with my hands hard, squatted on the ground and retched, my stomach tumbling violently, and my eyes were fascinated by a blood-colored mist.

Is this hell? No, it's not hell, hell won't be that horrible.

In front of me, there is a lake.

There is no water in the lake because it is already filled with blood!

There is no life in the lake, because there are the remains of life - bone and flesh!

A lake of blood? Bone Lake? Meat Lake?

I don't know what words to describe what is in front of me.

Thick and smelly blood, exuding a reddish heat, as if the whole living person was put into a churner, and then a full pot was filled, and boiled in a fire, bubbling with countless steaming blood bubbles, flesh and blood were mixed together, and some semicircular objects similar to heads could be vaguely found, and silk was still sticking to them, and the brains of the white flowers were gradually blending into the boiling blood, and occasionally the half-round eyes were constantly rolling with the steaming blood, with a half-face skull, and the mouth was closed one by one, As if to tell something, and those wriggling internal organs......

How many sins must be committed to do such a cruel thing, this is not hell, it is an abyss of sorrow and despair that is even more sad and desperate than hell, and I seem to see countless weeping ghosts, bound by this abyss, crying and begging in the sky, and howling hideously. Even after they die, they will be branded as slaves by the devil and will mourn in purgatory for eternity.

What do these bloody and struggling faces, these hot fresh flesh and bones, represent? I hardly dare to think about it anymore.

"No .........!!!!!!" I yelled wildly, and slammed my fists to the ground.

"Big... Person......? ”

A faint, almost hallucinatory sound wafted in my ears like a gossamer.

"Verass ......"

I jerked my head up, straightened up, and scanned around like crazy.

Veras!! Is that you? ”

Less than a moment. I saw her on the edge of the "lake" not far away, on a high wooden frame, on which she was tied with five flowers, and the silk was long and slightly curled. Along with her little head, it hung limply on her chest.

"Verass ......"

I don't know how to describe the joy of this moment, nine deaths, one life? Reborn after the catastrophe? The mind was completely confused, and it was stumbling at a pace. I hurried over.

"Big... She seemed to struggle to lift her head and turn to my side.

"You don't move there, I'll come here." I quickened my pace.

Close, close. However, an unexpected black shadow with a hideous smile. Slowly walked out from behind her.

I've never hated something like this. Never.

I've never been like this. Disgust, and fear of that ugly smile. Never.

The hideous smile, the smug eyes, seemed to laugh at my childishness and powerlessness, and the machete in my hand was more like teasing the desperate despair in my heart!!

"No-to-ah!!!!!"

I took out a javelin and threw it with all my might, God, if you really save it, please bless me, for the first time in my life, I have begged God for his blessing so sincerely.

"Whoosh......"

The javelin made a graceful arc, pinning the figure to the ground accurately. It was as if I saw the incredulous look in its eyes.

"Good ......"

Knife Fall......

Time seemed to stand still at that moment, and the sky in the pupils seemed to be dyed red......

The blood that spurted out of the thin layer was as poignant as a blood cherry.

The silk fluttered, the face slowly turned in mid-air, slowly, slowly, slowly, little by little, turned around, and finally, the eyes were relatively ......

There seemed to be a hint of surprise in those big black and innocent eyes, which reflected a pale and distorted face, and then, in the passage of time bit by bit, the life that had not had time to pass away, the originally weak and pale lips, suddenly curved slightly, and a tenderness flashed in the eyes again.

In an instant, it encompasses a girl's most precious life, as if the most beautiful things in the world are concentrated in this smile.

Some people say that the smile before death is the most beautiful and flawless, but why does this beautiful smile make me so sad!!

……

As long as there are adults, it will be fine.

My lord, a true hero, I believe in that.

Hum... Hum...... Hum...... Veras's special nutritious breakfast - Momo noodles! Replenish the strength you need for the day!

……

Why, why, why......

"Why are you laughing!!!!

I clutched her corpse in my arms and muttered to myself, tears streaming down my cheeks.

Why do you have to laugh, in the face of such an incompetent me, why do you still have such a smile, didn't I fail to save you? …… Disdain, hatred, hatred, anything is good, why do you have to show this kind of smile, garbage like me, waste, what is worth your expectation, what is worthy of your trust, why, in the face of me who can't save you, in the face of such me, you still have to laugh?

Stupid, so stupid!!!!!

I don't know how long it took, but I put down the blood-stained corpse in my hand and staggered back a few steps, my eyes trembling violently with horror! Fear, remorse, hatred, chaotic inner life is gradually degenerating, the pain of losing friends, the intense regret that cannot be saved, the complete loss of self.

Just go back like this and continue to be my hero, this qiē is beyond human comprehension

Yes, exactly.

"Hahahaha......"

I laughed out loud, hero? Not bad. It's really suitable for a bereaved dog, hahaha......

Take a closer look! Take a closer look! As if tempted by the devil, I couldn't help but move my gaze towards Veras's face.

Yes, take a closer look, engrave that smile in my heart, constantly suffering, constantly gnawing at the heart, only more and more pain. More and more regret can liberate your soul, yes, this is proof of your incompetence. In the face of a friend's cry for help, you can only watch, you can't do anything, you can't do anything.

Even so. Even so, she still trusts me like that......

"Uh......h Yes............!!! ”

The heart-wrenching remorse made me finally cry out loud.

……

I don't know how long it took.

Rustle rustle...... There was a slight sound of footsteps in the mist.

"Big Brother ......"

The gentle voice that was so familiar that it couldn't be more familiar made me feel excited. Turned back sharply.

"Shara, why are you here, how can you be here?"

Caught in the eye. It is the beauty of the face that cannot be replaced by the sarana.

"I've heard that the village of Vitas has won. Wanted to come and see. Dad said you were on a mission, so I took advantage of him not paying attention. Sneaked out. Sara smiled playfully.

"Bastard, that guy ...... Ral"

I almost gritted my teeth in anger to let Sara run to such a place alone, and when I got back, I would definitely beat him half to death.

The appearance of Sara brought a glimmer of clarity to my heart, which had been disturbed by pain and remorse.

"Hurry up, I'll take you back, this place is too dangerous."

I walked anxiously over to her and urged, Shara had always been unique in my mind, and I didn't want to, except for her, to see me in pain and impotence.

"Big brother, you're crying."

Shara was stunned for a moment, pointed to the tears on my face that were still dry, and said, her face was full of concern and made my heart warm.

Yes, I can't lose any more things, I can't lose my important things anymore......

"Come, let's go back."

I smiled and stretched out my hand to the yarn, yes, holding her hand, feeling her storage, my heart would be warm.

Don't cry, Sara wiped her face with her big brother ......"

Sara put the small, warm little hand into my palm, and the other little hand gently touched my cheek, a warm little hand......

At the same time, a bright long knife pierced her chest.

"Huh?"

I looked at the long knife with a puzzled look, and didn't react for a moment.

Then, the warm little hand caressing my face, slowly, slower and slower, and then gently slid down my cheek.

"Don't cry...... Oh. ”

With a gentle smile, Saramen exhaled softly in a faint voice.

The sound of "bump", the sound of falling into his arms......

Behind her, a smiling demon wielded the bloody sword.

What the hell is going on.

I hugged my petite body in my arms in a daze, and the warm, viscous red liquid was flowing through my hands, slowly dripping into the ground.

Then he looked at the Demon of Perdition in front of him.

It was as if something was disconnected in my head.

One qiē, all gone.

"Ahh......h Yes......... Yes...............!!! ”

The sound of tearing and tearing of lungs followed, and in the end, it was as if it was no longer a human voice.

"Kill you, kill you, kill you, kill you, kill you......"

Two erect palms clasped the shoulders of the Sinking Demon, pushing it to the ground, and the tremendous force in their hands made its shoulder bones shatter like a Caracalla.

"Proud ......" the Sinking Demon let out a howl of pain, and it was terrified, and the human in front of it, with its twisted and hideous face, and its scarlet and cruel eyes, even as a demon, it had never seen it.

"Kill you, kill you, kill you, kill you......"

A heavy punch hit it on the head, making it think its brain had been cracked, a second punch, a third punch......

The Demon of Destruction was dead, so the fourth punch cracked its skull, the fifth punch knocked its white eyes flying, the sixth punch smashed half of its head, the disgusting brain splattered everywhere, and the head was smashed, and the sixth punch landed on the chest, and the whole chest collapsed, squeezing out some of the still throbbing internal organs from the broken neck, then the seventh punch, the eighth punch......

No more, no more, nothing more!

Destroy miè, ruin miè, ruin miè a qiē!

"Roaring ......"

Xiaoxue, who had been roaring in a low voice on the side, felt the chaotic and tyrannical love of her master, and finally couldn't help but pounce into the depths of the mist in the center of the lake.

The fog dissipated, and on the snow-white altar, a beautiful figure like a dream appeared on it.

Like a snow-white phoenix, the translucent dream wings, revealing a slight blue light, the ribbon-like tail gently swinging, bringing up layers of brilliant phantoms, dazzling, unimaginable beauty.

However, its name, and the fear it was given, were louder than its beauty, Belyl, the Demon King who ruled the Great Tongue of Illusion and Lies, one of the four Great Demon Kings of Hell, the source of chaos and conspiracy, the culprit of the rebellion of the entire Hell, the culprit of the War of Original Sin, the most hated and feared demon king of the three demon gods......

Any one crime is enough to leave a strong mark on it in the history of poetry, and its horror will continue......