Chapter 1519: Awakening in the Nightmare (13)

Whoosh -

In the midst of the endless darkness and mists of nothingness, a silver star is falling.

Syllable!

The sound of the landing was not as loud as expected, probably because it was just a spirit, a ball of photons.

However, the impact of the landing was still very powerful, and the Holy Spirit manipulated by Bedeville was shattered to pieces, dissolving into countless pale fragments.

However, the eternal Holy Spirit is worthy of the eternal Holy Spirit, and the Holy Spirit cannot be defeated.

The scattered spirits were instantly restored, and countless fragments of light gathered together and returned to the form of a great wolf.

"Pain Pain Pain Pain ...... Beddiwell sighed under his breath. The feeling of falling from a high place and falling to pieces is also the first time in his life that the werewolf youth has felt it.

However, he didn't have time to think about it, let alone relieve the severe pain in his body, because he knew that the crimson Eastern Demon Dragon was still chasing him.

Bediwell, who had just struggled to get up, immediately pulled out his legs and ran.

"You're so funny. The spirit of the swordsmith appeared beside Bediwell, as if taunting the werewolf: "I have seen countless souls sent into the world of the painting, they struggled, they fled, but in the end they were defeated [Crimson], and gradually lost themselves in the endless battle and torment, and became the dregs of the soul, and became the food of Crimson. Do you think you're amazing, that you're so different from those people?"

"I don't know. The big wolf continued to run wildly, but he could feel a huge creature chasing after him.

"All I know is that I can never give up hope. ＂

"Liar. Muramasa looked at Bediville coldly. Even now, as the wolf galloped forward, the swordsmith followed Bedeville closely. The bladesmith's spirit didn't seem to need to run at all, but instead drifted along the ground, so no matter how fast Bedeville ran, Muramasa kept thinking to the big wolf, "I can see it." I know everything about you, I know your life.

I know how desperate you are. ＂

Bediwell was silent.

"Obviously, I have lost my wife and children, my family, and everything.

Obviously, he has no love in his life, and he gives up on himself.

Obviously, you don't want your own life, just live for others.

Live like the walking dead.

Are you qualified to say that you will never give up hope?"

"Uhh Because what the other party said is basically true. Nothing will ever give up hope, and there is still hope in this world, and these chicken soup for the soul can only deceive those fools who deceive themselves.

The world is dark and hopeless. It was, it is, and it will probably always be.

So why are you struggling? Is it just because you're afraid of pain, you're afraid of being hurt?

Just as Bediwell hesitated for a moment, the monster behind him had already bitten wildly. One of the big wolf's legs was torn off in an instant, and the pain came to the heart!

"Uhhhh But he knew that running like this would not help, and he would still be caught up after all if he was missing a leg!

Before Bediwell could react, the crimson Oriental Demon Dragon behind him had already swallowed him in one gulp.

The wolf was chewed up in the monster's mouth, and countless sharp teeth pierced the body of Bedeville, crushing the mass to pieces. The sharp pain spread wildly on Bediwell's body, like a tide, wave after wave!

"Uhh However, the Holy Spirit is an immortal being, even if it is chewed by a monster, it will be restored immediately, it struggles, it repeats destruction and regeneration, like a gummy candy that can never be chewed, sticking to the monster's mouth!

Doom!

"Damn! Damn! Damn!!"

If it's a nightmare, let it wake up as soon as possible.

Bediwell's frantic struggles were to no avail, but his screams were heard through the dragon's throat somewhere in the distant sky.

"Huh......?" Husky, who was still tossing and turning in bed for a long time and couldn't fall asleep, seemed to hear something in a daze, half-asleep.

"Dad... ...... canine boy called in a low voice, "Is it Daddy Wang?"

But no one answered him in the darkness - how could there be.

"Daddy...... The canine boy curled up and wrapped the sheet tighter around him: "Husky misses you so much...... ＂

In the dead of night, I feel homesick. Especially after witnessing the ups and downs of other people's fates as a teenager, Husky can't help but feel that life is so impermanent.

Relatives and friends who are still talking and laughing at you today may suddenly leave you tomorrow, forever - let alone those who have not seen each other for a long time?

(Daddy...... ）

(Daddy-)

(I miss you so much, Dadby-)

The son's whisper seemed to penetrate time and space, penetrate the world, and reach Bediwell's mind across thousands of mountains and rivers.

"Husky—"

Bediwell's eyes suddenly opened.

The pain remains, and the Holy Spirit under his control is still in a state of eternal eon, devoured, chewed, and reborn. The pain felt by the Holy Spirit was clearly transmitted to the sleeping Bedeville, stimulating every nerve in his sleep!

However.

(If it's a nightmare, don't let it wake up.) ）

He prayed in a Godless world. He heard the impossible to hear, and in the deepest abyss of this nightmare, he saw that little sparkle of hope.

(I can lose everything, I can endure the pain.) ）

(But I'm never going to live like a walking corpse!)

(Even if you know it's impossible, even if it's just self-deception.) ）

(I still want to believe in hope.) ）

Pound!――

The demon dragon, who was chewing frantically, suddenly made a loud noise from his mouth.

"Huh?" Bladesmith Village frowned. The more you look at it, the more you can't understand it.

Pound pound pound!!

It was the sound of a hit. It's like some violent beast, making trouble in the mouth of the demon dragon.

One of the monster's teeth was crushed, snapped and flew out.

More of the monster's teeth were smashed and scattered like raindrops!

Then, a raging beast forcibly lifted the upper and lower jaws of the Oriental Crimson Demon Dragon, opened the monster's mouth, and jumped out!

While he jumped out of the monster's mouth, he also pulled hard, tearing off the tongue tendons of the Oriental Demon Dragon by the way! The crimson dragon blood fell like raindrops, giving birth to hundreds of millions of blood blooms on the black-and-white painting-like ground. And the giant beast was bathed in this rain of blood, and its eyes radiated the light of faith in itself, and it was almost the essence of faith.

"I'm not going to give up hope. Bediwell whispered to himself, "No matter how slim the hope is, it is hope." I'd rather live like a walking dead with false hope than die with despair!"

"So...... The furious giant wolf turned around and faced the falling demon dragon.

Fly up and aim at the throat of the Eastern Demon Dragon!

Blood spurted out wildly.

Immediately after, the melee between the demon dragon and the wild beast immediately began!

The two bit each other and fought frantically! Blood splattered everywhere, flesh and bone flew sideways. Both monsters want to tear their opponents apart, but neither can really destroy the other!

The melee of the spirits must be the most dangerous and devastating battle in the world. Because none of them have the concept of real death, and because of this, they are unscrupulous, showing no mercy to their enemies, to themselves, and even to their environment!

The furious battle of the monsters shakes the whole world in the painting. This fragile world, outlined only by black and white lines, is beginning to tear apart!

The dragon's tail swept out fiercely, but it was dodged by the giant beast. The dragon's tail slammed into the ground, forming a crack in the ground that was a thousand feet deep!

Whoosh swish!!The giant beast's claws frantically clawed, striking out thousands of moon light waves. The arcs formed by these vacuum waves fell on the demon dragon, tearing its flesh and blood, but the demon dragon also dodged with agility, so most of Bediwell's moonlight waves were empty, not so much that they were tearing the demon dragon, but that they were splitting the sky!

"Roar, roar, ah, ah!" The Eastern Demon Dragon spewed flames from its mouth, crimson ominous flames. It falls in the world of the painting, as if burning white paper, constantly burning the white parts of the world in the painting, and distorting the black lines into strange shapes!

The giant beast dodged the flames and grabbed the dragon's tail and threw it out, throwing the snake-shaped dragon far into the sky!

The demon dragon let out an ear-piercing scream, and a column of intense flames erupted from its mouth. The torrent cracked the heavens and the earth, swept in, and raised thousands of feet of dust all the way!

However, the beast leaped to its feet, not only dodging the torrent of flames that the monster had spewed, but also rapidly approaching the dragon. That's right, the beast that is a spirit has also grown wings, it is just a spirit body, and it can become whatever it wants!

Monsters and monsters are fighting in close quarters again, frantically entangled and killed, scurrying in the clouds in the sky, and the fight is inseparable!!

However, the world in the painting could no longer stand the frenzied tossing of the two monsters, and began to gradually disintegrate! The light from outside the black and white world shone through, like the fire that revealed the destruction of the world!

The world cracks apart, making a sound like glass shattering, and a gap opens. The giant wolf in the melee sneered, slammed the demon dragon away, and then rushed towards the gap!

He escaped without any problems.

Don't pray in a world without God.

If you prefer to do that-

The object of prayer can only be yourself.