"Haha, this king has finally seen the light of day again, and you are waiting for this king for reincarnation!"

The Coffin Demon King opened his hands and roared wantonly, his voice was full of violence and ecstasy, he hadn't opened his eyes for two thousand years, his heart had long been eaten away by endless darkness and loneliness, leaving only a broken, hateful heart.

His eyes could not see clarity, but they were filled with the blood of anger and hatred, the source of all evil.

The pool of blood under his feet was as enchanting as a blood-colored mandala, but Shan Luo, who fell in a pool of blood dozens of meters away, looked at the coffin demon king with a distracted gaze, and the whole person seemed to have been stripped of his soul.

At this moment, Shan Luo's heart is full of frustration, death is not terrible, what is terrible is the consequences of death, Faith's death has caused his self-esteem to be hit like never before, if Faith abandons him and runs away, it is nothing, but Faith died tragically in order to transfer the coffin demon king to risk, even if he is ruthless, it is impossible to be indifferent!

After all, Faith was more than just a name symbol in his mind.

"It's strange to me, as a half-demon, you still have a trace of compassion hidden in your heart, why don't you hate Yiqiē and hate the world like other half-demons?"

The Killing God Soul was amazed in Shan Luo's mind, and his tone was full of playfulness, as if he was laughing at Shan Luo, but Shan Luo's face did not change at this, and he was still lying in a pool of blood like a dead corpse.

His whole person reveals dead silence, and heart death is the most terrifying, it can destroy a person's will and even his one!

Shan Luo desperately wanted to tear the Coffin Demon King apart, but all his bones were shattered, and his musculature was greatly damaged. Now he can only lie on the ground like a wasted man, and even a single movement is a fool's dream.

"Is it going to be over?"

Looking at the coffin, the Demon King was still immersed in excitement. Shan Luo's eyes were still empty, but the two fangs in his mouth began to bleed. Immediately after that, his eyes and nose also began to bleed, and he looked very terrifying and terrifying.

"Want to get up again?"

At this time, the Killing God Soul asked seductively, as soon as these words came out, the originally dark mind world of Shan Luo suddenly exploded, and the light shone on the whole world again.

"Really? How do I do it? ”

Shan Luo asked sharply in his mind, his ears began to bleed, and he lay motionless on the ground with seven orifice bleeding. As if he had been killed, the words of the god of killing could be said to have once again ignited Shan Luo's originally dead heart.

He doesn't want to die, he really can't die, once he dies, everything he has gained will be gone, and it will be difficult for him to raise the huge amount of money for Shan Qian's treatment, and if he dies this time, then how can he resist the pursuit of the Ye Long Group, can he keep escaping?

He was not willing to go on like this. Especially after his awakening, his self-esteem does not allow himself to fall into the ordinary!

"Abandon a qiē, hate everything, only hatred and anger can make you strong quickly, killing the god is an evil weapon that combines all evils. Only the deeper the negative darkness within you, the more powerful it can burst out! ”

The Killing God Soul said arrogantly, the Soul is a life weapon, and the two are one. So it's very proud of its explosiveness.

Hearing this, Shan Luo suddenly fell silent. Hate a qiē, then is he still himself? I'm afraid I'll become a truly ruthless demon. But he couldn't accept it!

He can be ruthless, but he can't kill innocents, he can be ruthless, but he can't hate the people around him, he can be strong, but he can't become a demon who destroys the world!

Shan Luo's goal of destroying the world has always been only aimed at the virtual world of the Age of Words, and he doesn't want to bring his anger and hatred into the real world, so what will his parents think of him? Will Ai Qing'er still love him again? Will the younger brother who has always worshiped heroes still recognize himself as an older brother?

The answer to this qiē is naturally no, even he himself does not believe that his family and lover will still love him.

The reason why man can become the spirit of all things is that we have our own moral standards, we have our own personality, we stipulate good and evil, and we stipulate the laws of the world, and we are people with souls!

"Isn't there any other way?"

Shan Luo unwillingly opened his mouth slightly and asked, but when he opened his mouth, the blood on the ground poured in, but he didn't care.

"You're a half-demon!" The God of Killing hated the iron and roared: "How powerful is the power of the half-demon, I think you have also experienced it, this is a power that other Heavenly Destiny humans can't reach at present, don't you yearn for how powerful the real demon is?" ”

Its words made Shan Luo's pupils shrink suddenly, yes, if he hadn't become a half-demon, I'm afraid he would have been surpassed by other players, what the player's myth relies on is the power of the half-demon, if he incarnates into a real demon, then how powerful will he be?

He didn't dare to imagine that the words of killing the gods were too tempting, and his heart couldn't help beating faster, but when he thought of his family and Ai Qing'er's faces, it seemed that a basin of cold water was tilting down in his heart, extinguishing the evil thoughts that were about to stir in his heart.

Since he became a half-demon, the relationship with his family has become weaker and weaker, especially after the demonization of the Ten Thousand Soldiers Tomb Mountain, his character is even colder to the freezing point, even if he laughs, he is not smiling, whenever the family chats happily at the dinner table, he finds that he is out of place, and he doesn't even have the idea of interjecting / talking in his heart, basically he will stay in his house after eating, and the communication with his family is becoming less and less.

The relationship between him and Ai Qing'er also began to grow cold, although Ai Qing'er has been pretending to ignore it, but Shan Luo's heart is still as cold as ice.

Maybe it was the spiritual light before death, or maybe it was the explosion of human nature, and the heart began to struggle for a while.

He doesn't want to save the world or destroy the world, although he wants to become stronger, he doesn't want to enslave sentient beings, once he listens to the words of the killing god and hates a qiē, and allows himself to be completely willing to become a demon, then is he still himself?

There is only one single fall, tens of billions of people are the only one who is single, everyone is like this, everyone is special, everyone is a king in their own world, as long as we do not lose our way, we will all go to the right path in life.

The Age of Words will make the player stronger in reality, and if he becomes a demon who only knows what to hate, then once he becomes stronger, there will be disaster in the real world!

That is not the result that Shan Luo wants, although there are many, large and small difficulties and tortures in the real world, but he still loves the earth as his home, the world he has seen since he was born consciousness, and he does not want to destroy.

"I can't do it...... Can't do ......"

Two lines of blood slipped out of the corners of his eyes again, and he didn't know if it was tears or just blood, and his blood-stained mouth opened and muttered slightly.

At this moment, the coffin demon king dozens of meters away turned his head to look at him, and the hideous face under the white hair was scattered: "This half-demon mongrel is not dead yet, so let's become the belly of this king!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the Coffin Demon King walked towards Shan Luo step by step, he walked very slowly, because he was not in a hurry, he liked to force his prey to collapse before he died, his huge size walked, the ground was trembling, and the ears resting on the ground could be felt very clearly.

"Rubbish! You can't even protect the people you care about, don't you hate yourself for being too cowardly, as long as you give up the last trace of perseverance in your heart, you will gain supreme power and make the world tremble like a lamb under his feet! ”

As if sensing that the coffin demon king is coming to Shan Luo, the killing god is also anxious, if Shan Luo dies, it will be pulled by the power of heaven and earth and fly back to the Ten Thousand Soldiers Tomb Mountain to continue sleeping, thousands of years have passed since the last time it reappeared in the world, it doesn't want to be buried in the soil for thousands of years, it can't afford to gamble!

"I can feel that there is hatred in your heart, but why do you want to suppress it, now you are facing death, once you die, then there is nothing, there is really nothing!"

The angry God of Killing even repeated in the end, maybe it wasn't just saying it to Shan Luo, it was also saying it to itself.

Sleeping again, even it itself does not dare to guarantee that it will be summoned by the literati, most of the life weapons that stood side by side with it or even stronger in its time have been lost to history, it does not want to end up with those losers!

It still wants to sweep the world again and cut it all!

"You mongrel actually exudes a faint coercion, even this king has some heart palpitations, this king wants to see what is different about you." The Coffin Demon King muttered to himself as he walked towards Shan Luo, the huge coffin behind him flickering with cold light in the dim woods, as if something was pushing out of the lid at any moment, extremely eerie.

"Give it up! Release your darkness, you are darkness in your nature, why do you keep struggling! ”

The Killing God roared impatiently, Shan Luo at this moment couldn't withstand the Coffin Demon King's kick at all, if he didn't make a decision, what was waiting for him at that time was death, and what greeted the Killing God was the darkness of the unknown years, maybe eternity.

"I can't ......"

Shan Luo slowly raised his head and hit the ground again, this action kept going on and over again while he spoke, this process involved the sharp pain in his body that hit him like a tide, but he could only maintain his inner clarity now.

Once he fell asleep, he would never get up again, and he didn't want to be bewitched by the god of killing, he didn't want to be a demon who only knew what to hate.

"Why? Why don't you give up? ”

The killing god asked angrily, in its opinion, Shan Luo's behavior was incomprehensible, and he was unwilling to accept the choice of gaining great strength in life and death.

Which strong man didn't step on the white bones, and the road in front of Shan Luo was just faster and more cruel, why couldn't he accept it?

"Because I'm a single ......" (to be continued......)