Tears wet the face towel, blood stained the hands red; Who is crying, and who is on the road of no return. Sean Ferrie II.

Sean shook his hand, and found that the blood on it couldn't be shaken off at all, so he took a sip. Sean stood up again, and Cecilia, whose eyes were open and motionless, had a few faint blood marks on her face.

"Vomit"

Sean covered his mouth, different from the feeling of fullness after his soul was full, it was not the first time he had killed someone, but it was the first time he experienced the nausea after this killing.

The feeling of nausea fills the entire mouth, spitting but not spitting out the smell of blood that remains in the mouth.

Looking at his hands, which couldn't be cleaner, Sean couldn't help but wonder where this strong smell of blood came from.

"Stop."

"Who's talking."

"It's me, Oya."

"What's going on, wait, Oya, you're going to talk."

"Uh-huh"

"Did your voice meet something?"

"No, Trixis let me tell you, go to a place where no one is around."

"Why go to a place where no one is around, Oya, are you still there?"

"Confess to the great Lord, who has mercy on these wretched people."

"Who's Talking"

"The day the party departs today"

"Oya, are you talking, is it Trixi, are you going to role-play, don't make trouble, take care of those two newcomers"

"Where did the fishy smell come from, vomit"

"Where is this, Cecilia, where are you, is this hell?"

"Hank, help me, don't, ah, I was wrong, don't fight again, please"

"Who is singing the song of hell, who is waiting for the man who returns far away, who is holding the sword in blood to stop the invaders"

"Burn everything, bring your wrath, and turn all who oppose you to ashes, Sargeras"

Disgusting.

Sean propped himself up, holding his head, unable to remember what had happened.

"Vomit"

Nausea and nausea returned. Sean plunged headlong into the stream flowing in front of him, and after taking a sip of the cow, he felt his stomach feel better.

Groping around his body, he breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately his things were not missing.

A head ring with two plus attributes and two fist gloves with three plus strength. It was bought by the money he owed Ivan, and the shameful little red socks lay peacefully in his small bag. The branch was close to Sean's back and drew blood marks, trying to scratch but couldn't, Sean, who had eased up, wanted to wake up the Book of Rubick and let it help him scratch it, this damn branch, the fat guy with a four-layer chin didn't even remind himself that the wound cut by the branch was like the uncomfortable bite of countless ants.

His back was empty, and Sean remembered that he had told Rubick to go to the ogre.

Wait a minute

Sean endures a headache, he only thinks that he has revealed his identity and is besieged by adventurers, and after escaping, he asks the Book of Rubick to find the ogre sleeping in the tavern, telling him that Sean will come to him when the night is getting dark.

"Damn it"

The headache became more and more intense, and the more he tried to remember the events of last night, the more the pain tormented Sean.

Rolling on the ground, Sean gritted his teeth, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't remember what happened last night.

"Trixis"

Sean endured the pain and threw himself into his inner space.

Sean, who wanted to ask Trixis about what happened to him last night, was dumbfounded, was this still his internal space

spring

The sight of the gloom was gone, replaced by ruins, and the space designed by Sean as a second-story space had long been in disarray.

Sean looked at the space in his body with a smile, whether it was a thief or an earthquake, when he communicated with Trixis yesterday, the space was still in good shape, and Sean also argued with Trixis for a while about whether to add the concept of the alternation of seasons to the space.

"Puff"

Sean felt something soft at his feet, it turned out to be a small red ball, and Sean held the red ball and began to operate the space in the body, to confirm the situation of other soul balls.

Although the red little ball was not in good spirits and withered, she was held in Sean's arms, and she was in a good mood and kept rubbing Sean's chest.

"Trixis, Oya, where did you hear me, squeak"

As soon as Sean communicated his space, his skull seemed to explode, and he still couldn't call on permission to find the location of each soul ball.

He screamed in the hope that they would hear and answer him.

Sean shouted as he walked around the collapsed beams with the small red balls, digging through the rubble from time to time to see if there were any balls buried underneath.

The more I searched, the more I couldn't find the rest of the dumplings. The more anxious he became, the more restless Sean's heart became.

Looking at everything in front of him, Sean thought to himself that he would simply destroy all of them, and then design this space will be the same

A thought, like opening a valve that can't be opened, the more Sean's emotions are sure to destroy everything.

The pure white and almost transparent body was dyed black, Sean curled up, the little red ball felt something, and struggled to escape from Sean's arms, but he couldn't break free of Sean's steel-like arms.

Hunched back, he let out an inhumane roar, unlike the werewolf who howls at the full moon, Sean's roar is deeper but penetrating, until he draws all the darkness out of his heart and then slays it.

The little red ball felt that his body was about to melt, and kept making a voice that was not human, but mournful.

Sean's back was squirming, and Sean's roar was getting louder and louder, tearing, wind.

A pair of huge black wings were outstretched, and their owner was the small, curled up Sean.

The roaring gradually stopped, and the pure white body had already turned into pitch black, melting into the darkness of the night.

For the first time, Sean felt that her condition was so good, and when she let go of her hand, the red ball used the force of the fall to roll away as soon as possible, and she wanted to get as far away from Sean as possible.

The power to comfort, indulge, destroy everything.

Sean looked at his blackened steel clawed hand and split his mouth, revealing sharp teeth.

"This is this, what I have always wanted is this power, this greatness, it is what attracts me"

Staring at everything in the space, "Hahahaha, no, no, no, no, I chose it, it is my power." ”

With a flick of his wings, Sean flew to the top of the space, standing at the top of the tower, which had fallen to the ground.

With your hands outstretched, your wings stretched out to the maximum, you can look down at everything below.

The absence of an audience makes Sean a little unhappy, but destruction can bring new life.

Thinking of this, Sean closed his eyes, and two pitch-black wings enveloped him without revealing a single gap.

Sean felt his heart boiling, burning. He had never had such a good time, and at this moment, it was all a stage prepared for him.

Everything is broken, the towers are crumbling, the world is in ruins.

Sean in the wings clutches that heart, frees himself and destroys everything.

A thick black fog enveloped him, and the wailing ghosts, and the anguished souls, all spun faster with Sean's movements.

The sound of the wind and the roar are like a song that celebrates life, offering high respect to this performance.

"Do you hear that?"

Sean couldn't hold that hot heart anymore, his wings slowly spread, and the light was there, Sean stretched out his hand

There is the Land of Light.

Sean couldn't stop crying, he didn't understand where this sad emotion came from. At this point, he had only one thing to do.

Wings slowly spread, Sean whispered, "Elegy for the Soul." ”

The black mist and painful souls that surrounded Sean saw the wings wrapped around Sean open, and they couldn't wait to pour into Sean's body.

Tear him up, pollute him, and pull him into a bottomless, never-ending abyss.

Sean had no pain on his face, and his body was still gnawed by evil spirits, and the black mist stained him, and his entire body was about to turn into a member of the night.

"It's the Last Dance"

"Bang"

When he woke up again, Sean not only felt a headache, but also his inner soul was torn apart.

"Trixis"

Sean stood with a purple ball on his face, and when he saw Sean wake up, he snorted dissatisfiedly and staggered to the side.

The little red ball became limp, looking like it had been roasted on the fire for a long time, and Sean was about to make a joke, but the double pain of body and mind made him miserable.

The pain that penetrates the bottom of the heart, and the heart is cold.

"What happened"

Trixis turned in exasperation and jumped to the room that belonged to her, though it was ruined and diffused everywhere.

Sean was confused, what was wrong with Trixi.

Half-sitting, all the dumplings are miserable, and if you want to describe it, you feel that something is missing.

Seeing Oya, Sean breathed a sigh of relief and beckoned Oya over.

Holding Aoya, Sean looked at the missing piece of Aoya's body with some concern, and wanted to touch it but was dodged by Aoya.

Sean was about to ask something, but was interrupted by a burst of crying.

"It's over, it's over, it's over"

Who's that

Sean thought for a moment, "Cindy"

"Sean, I hate you"

"I understand, I killed you, but didn't I promise you that I would return you when the time comes, your resurrection circle, uh, well, your body should still be in the shelf life, I have to believe that you have the shelf life of the circle."

Sean bared his big white teeth and gave Cindy a thumbs up to encourage him, and if it weren't for his slightly twitching expression, others would have mistaken the two of them for feeling good.

Cindy didn't answer, found a pit, jumped in, and it seemed that she couldn't communicate for a while.

Looking at the messy space, Sean simply lay down, he felt hollowed out.

"Those who die shortly after nightfall will cut their throats while they are doing that thing."

"That kid did it, it must be him, none of the traps we set were activated, he must still be hiding here"

The adventurers shouted, all a little panicked, but there was a magic circle for exploration on this side of the camp. But Hank's death indicates that there is a loophole in the magic circle, and it does not work at all, and people are panicked for a while, anxious for their lives.

Erwin looked at Hank, who had only had a conflict yesterday, with a complicated expression, and felt very uncomfortable, thinking that after he let Sean leave, the positions of the two sides had already been decided. He didn't expect Sean to boldly return to the camp and kill Hank and Cecilia.

During his days with the Tavernkeeper and Brauney, Erwin had a good impression of the people in the tavern, but he didn't expect the tavern's little dishwasher to do it right under his nose.

But when he thought that his other four teammates were all connected to Sean, Erwin had a big head.

"The Trap Was Touched"

"Over there"

"A trap in the direction of the deep valley."

"Keep up with the handle, I'm going to kill him today."

"Yes, yes, yes, he can't run far after the trap to avenge Hank"