At this time, the hoarse footsteps gradually approached and gradually moved away.

The butcher dragged the large plate axe through the wet hallway, the blades grinding back and forth on the stones, mixed with the echo of the human body rubbing against the rough ground.

"Who are you?"

The female voice, which had not received a response from the black-robed man, continued to ask.

The hoarse voice seemed to be suffering from unbearable pain, and the body, muscles, nerves, and even everything that depended on the material world was gradually collapsing, as if it was about to be torn apart in the next moment.

But if someone can listen a little closely, it's not hard to hear...... In fact, "Dark Shadow" doesn't seem to be afraid of the current state of affairs.

She tried to raise her head, trying to see what the person who came to her side at this time looked like.

The black-robed man was silent, the only thing she could see was through the thick black-robed brim, and two points of scarlet demonic gaze that fell on her.

Other than that, only the "Yan" color, which is so rich that it cannot be dissolved, remains.

On closer inspection, it seemed that he could see layer after layer spread over his body, and the dark dark light turned into a black circle of light behind him, flickering and disappearing, as if all his messages were blocked from the outside world.

The depraved light spread behind him, illuminating the layers of dimensional voids, like a viper in purgatory, a king in the abyss.

But in the blink of an eye, the countless abnormalities of the black-robed man in her eyes had completely disappeared, and what she saw in front of her was still so ordinary.

"It's a pity that my beast is broken, and all power has gone. Otherwise, if I look at this mysterious black-robed man with the eyes of an angel, I should be able to see more and deeper things. ”

She blinked, as if she wanted to see through the black-robed man in front of her, but there was no longer the crystal clear and holy color in her pupils, which had already been slightly cloudy, and all her efforts could only turn into the bottomless darkness in front of her......

"So you're the inquisitor sent by some great nobleman to judge me?"

As if the silence of the black-robed man in front of her gave her some kind of ominous premonition, she didn't wait for him to speak, but she spoke to herself.

"You are the Holy Judge who came out of the Orthodox Church?"

"Or is it a professional trying to peek into the secrets of my power?"

"Well, yes, there are so many options. It seems that everyone has a reason to come to me at this moment.

Is it "you"? It's already come to this point, do you still plan to face me in such a posture and not let me know the final truth? ”

As if suddenly, she spoke with a hint of distress, as if she was a little annoyed that she couldn't guess her final ending, and as if she felt a little sad from the bottom of her heart after guessing some unresolved facts.

"I'm nobody." The black-robed man's voice was low and hoarse, like sandpaper grinding a roller, wood crumbs grinding a wall, harsh and terrifying: "Despicable rebel to the gods, traitor to the world, evil oblivion. You think too highly of yourself, and you have now been stripped of all the honor. In fact, you're in this prison...... Nothing. Really? Her Royal Highness the Saint of the Past, Zhenny? ”

"That's right...... So I've become like this. ”

It was only at this moment, after hearing the hoarse words of the black-robed man, that she struggled to straighten herself up from the dark shadow in the corner of the prison wall.

Dressed in dusty black, his arms were bound by iron cables and hung from the ceiling, his lips half-closed, looking dry from lack of water. Under the short gray pale blonde hair, which had long been clumped, there were a pair of eyes that were also light golden, and had begun to gradually cloud, and the skin was white and covered with wounds.

But on the other hand, perhaps despite not eating in a long time, her figure and cheeks still look soft.

Despite everything, she is still a light and quiet young woman, or a young girl.

"You know, I'm in a bad mood."

The black-robed man shook his head: "I saw an opponent who fought with me, and finally became like this, a saint who once saved the world has become like this now...... It's incredible.

O human beings, ignorant and despicable, short-sighted and insane, pitiful and abominable;

They will tear down the hero who shields themselves from all dangers, just because the "hero" may also stop the sunlight that shines down; They will also personally send the "hero" to the guillotine, and only because the "hero" may stand tall above themselves and overflow their sight.

They do not allow anyone else to be nobler than themselves, nor are they allowed to have a brighter heart than themselves! No matter how dazzling the brilliance of human nature is, it will never fall into their eyes.

They will only hate those who are greater than them, and fear those who are stronger than them, and envy those who are brighter than them, and curse those who are kinder than them.

In the face of the "heroes" who saved themselves, they will not be grateful, they will not be grateful, they will not be grateful, they will not look forward to it. They will only try to do everything they can, use all means, desperately pulling that "hero" from the clouds to fall.

even did not hesitate to smear him, slander him, and belittle him, just to trample on one disgusting footprint after another on his unstained body, so as to make the "hero" look even more inferior than himself!

O human beings, more despicable than the devil, and more distorted than the demons...... Zhenny, as a former adversary, I feel unworthy for you. So here I am, and I'm willing to give you another "hope"! Come on, accept my kindness. ”

The sleeves of the black-robed man's robe rose and fell slightly, and a left hand as white as the moon stretched out from the black robe.

For a moment, a thick darkness flooded the air, making the space even thicker.

Countless colors faded rapidly, and only black and white lines could be seen; All sounds were gone, and faintly all she could hear was the beating of her own heart—a heavy, slow heartbeat, like the echo of her own hammering and beating the drum with her own human skin.

The low, obscure "Yan" of the future was surging out of the black robe through the gaps in the sleeves of the black-robed man.

Like the tide rising and floating, like a big drum repeatedly vibrating.

The walls of the prison began to peel off, as if it were snowing, and layers of gray, dull ash fell.

In a trance, an old wooden door seemed to slowly open behind the black-robed man......

With a piercing, cone, and gagging creak, the "door" began to spin and twist, like a rag being wrung out, and finally seemed to slowly open a gap in the overwhelm.

"Boom!"

Behind the door, I don't know how many unknown, known, real, illusory, existent, non-existent, past, present, and future "creatures" opened the door slightly, as if they were finding a way out, surging together to impact the crack of the "door", together with heart-rending screams, painful gasps, and a piercing grinding sound.

Finally, when an obscure and ancient parchment scroll was pulled out of the door by the black-robed man, there was still nothing to rush out from behind the door.

"Sign this contract with your blood." He approached Joan of Arc, half-crouched down in front of her eyes, and handed over the ancient, obscure sheepskin: "The gods have forsaken you, but I will come here to embrace you." ”

“……”

In the darkness of the prison, which was even pitch black, the young girl pursed her lips, and looked at the black-robed man's pupils suddenly dilated: "I know who you are." It's you! Demogorgan! You're still in the material world! ”

PS: The New Year is here, the Year of the Rat is auspicious, and I wish you and your families a safe, healthy, and smooth journey!

Gu Yue respectfully