"You're too impatient, though, Nightknife. You already have enough power, as long as you don't do these superfluous things, you will be ...... Divine beasts will not deliberately come to hinder you. ”

"Is it because you have lost Jun Wuxuan's trust?" Xiao Zhen said in a considerate tone, "Yixi has lifted the curse, and you have lost the basis for maintaining your position in the Empire...... That's why you're ......."

"Wrong, if Jun Wuxuan becomes an obstacle, I have more other methods, and that level of things is not enough to affect my status......"

"And why?"

"I just want power, I want absolute power that nothing in this world can control." Murong spoke intermittently as if a monologue in his chaotic breathing.

"Whether it's a divine beast, that Ran Yixi, or you. As long as it's all disposed of here, it's all over......"

"That's a shame."

"Ah, really." Muttered, Murong ...... No, Nightknife leaned his back against the wall and looked up at the roof.

At last he closed his eyes and said exhaustedly, "That girl should have fallen in the first place." Even away from her, power flowed through the seams I had made...... Stream over there......"

"Night Knife, I have one last question for you. Why did you choose to destroy the country of Chang at that time? ”

With this calm question, Fang Zhouji finally looked at the man in front of him with emotionless eyes.

A man who is a companion in the past and the younger brother of his beloved woman.

"Destroy the country of Chang, where I was born and raised, and destroy the country of Chang, where my mother and sister are...... Why, exactly? You hate the past so much? Hate those people? ”

"It's not hatred." Night Knife finally opened his eyes and said.

He stared at the void pupils, which had also changed back to the amber color that symbolized the people of Changguo, "It's not hatred." ”

"So, why are you ......?"

"It's not the country of Chang that I hate, nor the people there. It's the one who was alienated by everyone as a taboo, the past self! I was ...... at that time I've always wanted to kill myself. ”

Hearing this, Fang Zhouji frowned slightly.

Xiao Zhen's expression still didn't change, staring straight at the night knife.

"At that time...... Around me, there are only excellent people like my mother, my sister, and you, who have been endowed with incomparable spiritual power.

You can move objects without touching your hands, you can use book spirits, and you can manipulate demons, and for course you can use abilities that ordinary people can't use.

You are special beings, and to me, you are what you should be, a symbol of envy that I cannot touch no matter how much I expect it......"

The tone of Nightknife's narration is as if he has returned to his past state of mind, not only the words, but also his heartfelt longing.

"I ...... I feel sorry for this. Why didn't I receive Spiritual Power? What am I born for?

As a human god but called a jealous child, do I have the value of living? There was no answer, but I kept looking for that reason.

From the very beginning, I denied myself as a scum with no value in life......

So that day, when I crossed the sea to investigate the power of the divine beast, and was captured by the imperial guards, I didn't think about betraying the country of Chang at all.

For me, the country of Chang is much heavier than my own life, and it must not be handed over to others, and it is a sacred area that cannot be polluted...... But ......"

Nightknife finally interrupted and exhaled.

His face, as if possessed, looked very tired, probably because his power was still being taken away.

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