"Wake up..."

"Wake up, Grimm, wake up !!"

"It's coming, be careful..."

"You're us... The Last Hope..."

A hurried voice echoed in his head, his tone tinged with some nervousness and a faint sense of despair.

"It hurts!"

"It hurts!!"

A short-haired youth wearing a black shirt and blue denim slowly got up from the ground.

The sharp pain as if he had been hit by an iron cone made him subconsciously touch the back of his head, and suddenly, his brown pupils shrank, and Green realized that a piece was missing.

"Whose voice was that?" A trace of confusion flashed in his eyes, but he couldn't remember the content of the other party's words.

"Strange—" he wondered.

"Be careful, be careful of what?" Thinking of this, Green became a little nervous again, and looked around vigilantly, taking in the unfamiliar environment around him.

"Who am I?" He shouted with his head in his hands.

"It hurts, my head hurts, I can't think of anything...", as he tried to recall, the sharp pain hit again, as if to warn about something...

"Where is this?"

After thinking for a long time without getting a result, his eyes returned to the cramped and dark enclosed room, and by the faint light, he saw the graffiti paper scattered under his feet.

I picked it up with curiosity and looked at it, and it was a pair of black eyes, with absolute indifference, arrogance, and ruthlessness in the pupils.

After noticing that someone was watching it, the eyes on the paper seemed to come to life, and the black lines around it slowly moved towards Green's fingers, as if trying to climb on him.

This frightened him so much that he hurriedly threw it to the ground.

It seems that after losing its target, it reverts back to its normal form, lying motionless on the ground and pretending to be dead.

Green looked around again and saw something carved into the wall...

The upside-down half-winged blood angel, the blood moon hidden in the black mist, the black graveyard full of black-robed people...

Uncanny...

The fear of the unknown enveloped him, the blood in Green's pupils overflowing outward, and beads of sweat the size of beans slipped down without realizing it.

suddenly

The urge welled up in his heart to get out of here immediately.

Continue to look out, on the left wall carved a ten-meter-tall twelve-winged angel, beside him there are many cute little boys with musical instruments, the vertical pupil angel has a smile on his face, but there is a trace of coldness and arrogance in his eyes.

The little boy surrounded by angels had fear and nervousness written in his eyes, and his trembling hands were swinging, but he had to cheer up and play seriously on the side.

Behind the sky floated a paradise island, which looked majestic and magnificent, and vaguely saw winged angels busy in the wheat field, and the clouds floating in the sky turned into traffic avenues for all kinds of strange-looking vehicles.

On the opposite side of the angel mural is a mysterious wizard in black robes;

They knelt down on the black earth with a sincere face, and were performing a dark ceremony.

The black streaks on the ground crawl all around like life, wrapping around the surface of the objects they touch, and the tentacles drain all the energy contained in the objects and transport them to the base and to other places.

The sorcerers' flesh and blood were drained, but instead of the fear of death in their eyes, they quickly chanted incantations, and eventually, the unsupported torso fell apart like bones, becoming a pile of bones.

Above them, out of sight, floated a grim reaper with a huge black scythe and a white mask on his face, his blood-red eyes staring coldly at the group, with a bloodthirsty urge deep in his eyes, and he couldn't help but harvest their souls in advance.

Suddenly, as if sensing something, it looked in Green's direction.

"It saw me,"

Feeling the breath of death rushing towards his face, Green quickly looked away, motionless like a sculpture.

The Grim Reaper continued to gaze at Grimm, a gaze that seemed to travel through distant space.

For a long, long time,

It wasn't until Green was about to run out of breath that he looked at the ground again,

Those dying wizards...

Because of the presence of the Grim Reaper, Green did not continue to observe the mural, and did not notice that there was a pitch-black castle next to the Grim Reaper, and there was a black forest next to it;

And there, there is the pure darkness that devours all light.

The last mural stood in the middle, a brilliant starry sky;

No

It's definitely not just the stars,

If you look closely at the outline, you can see that it is a person's eyes,

Maybe it's just a little bit of sparkle in the eye;

Yes, it's a towering giant who doesn't know its size,

He resides in the universe, his eyes are the Milky Way, and in his eyes Green's presence is like a speck of dust blown away by the wind.

His presence shook Green, and he couldn't help but wonder if this creature really existed?

If so, how powerful?

He stared at the giant, lingering on the mural.

The movement in his ears made him have to divert his attention, the strange pictures of crawling on the ground, they began to crawl unconsciously, and their mouths let out a sharp wail of hunger.

Maybe it was the smell of living people on Grimm's body that made them even more excited.

"Danger, I could die!"

Green glanced at them and immediately became vigilant.

When he looked at the last wall, he saw that it was a world enveloped in thick darkness;

As he approached, ready to step in, a voice rang in his ears:

"If I were you, I would never be so reckless."

As the voice sounded, a black and white flickered in front of him, as if a jammed infinity television was receiving a signal, and the projection of the figure slowly appeared.

It was a tiny robot the size of a palm and resembling a Bill Elf.

It had a lazy expression, and looked at Green with a hint of disdain.

"Who are you? Or what are you? ”

For this intelligent life form that suddenly appeared, Green was a little nervous.

"Oh, who am I? I am you, you are me, and the two of us are inseparable now. ”

"As for the name, just call me Zero."

The microrobot smiled narrowly, but when he talked about his identity, a hint of darkness flashed in his eyes.

"You are me, I am you? No, no, no, I am who I am, I will not be anyone. ”

Green shook his head desperately, and quickly denied it.

"Hehe, if it weren't for me, you would have only one end up going out now, tortured in the dark mist, and finally brutally dismembered by the low-level Grim Reaper in the mural."

"Without me, you can't leave here, you will starve to death and die of thirst, and maybe you will be eaten by these cute little creatures on the ground in your sleep."

Zero smiled and shook his head, feeling that Green's thinking was too naïve.

"Leave... Do you know how to leave?! ”

Green's dim eyes lit up, and he hurriedly spoke.

"Of course, but that comes at a price, hehe, as for what it is, you'll find out later."

With a mysterious smile on Zero's face, the phantom dissipated back into Green's body.

Controlling him, he raised his right index finger and pointed it at the center of his eyebrows, and just like that, he lost consciousness without warning.

The Black Tunnel lost Grimm's figure, the strange drawings crawling on the ground returned to a static state, and the Scythe Grim Reaper, hidden in the mural, looked up and looked around with some confusion.

It said in a hoarse, evil voice.

"It's a pity that the bugs don't know where they have gone, and they are missing a sweet and delicious soul."

It sighed a little frustratedly.

………

Green felt himself wrapped in warmth, the sound of blood flowing in his ears, and he tried to open his eyes, but he was weak and had no strength.

All I could hear was the sound of hurried footsteps.

"Lady Molian is about to give birth, go and call the master."

Maria, the maid with small red beans on her face, whispered to the white-haired woman who was bent over beside her.

"Got it, ma'am."

She moved softly, trying not to make a sound that disturbed the esteemed Marquise, Madame Morion.

Maria's soft whisper could be heard in the room.

"God willing, Lady Molian, you will be all right, you are so kind, gentle, and healthy, and besides, you gave birth to the eldest lady Vallan a few years ago. Didn't Miss Lisa have any major problems? ”

Just as she touched the other party's pale finger and prayed, the door opened.

A tall and burly man of about two meters, wearing a white tiger fluff coat, walked in, his angular face could vaguely show the handsomeness of his youth, and his body unconsciously exuded a powerful aura to the surroundings.

When he saw Mollian lying on a fluffy bed made of white fox fur with a weak face, Danson suddenly felt a little distressed.

He couldn't wait to pull the other party into his arms, but reality forced him to make a choice.

"Doctor, my wife will be fine, will she?"

The man standing behind him heard it and stepped out of the shadows.

It was an old gentleman with a pale face, who seemed to be very energetic, and his eyes were not as cloudy and weak as those of his peers, but on the contrary, as clear and transparent as a newborn child, and the contents of his eyes were too deep to be drawn in.

"I'd like to hear from you first, Wizard Kennedy."

The doctor didn't say anything, but looked at the figure wrapped in a white robe not far away.

The wizard known as Kennedy had conjured a crystal ball out of nowhere, and he looked at it for a moment, then replied in a voice that could not distinguish between man and woman.

"It's a boy."

The corners of Danson's mouth rose when he heard this, and a smile spread across his face, and he waved his hand.

"Someone, give these two gentlemen ten gold coins."

After saying that, he didn't care much, and immediately walked to Mollian's bed, and said in a magnetic voice.

"Ma'am, you'll be fine."

Mollian smiled reluctantly when he heard this, holding back the pain and clutching the blanket tightly.

Green, who sensed the movement, seemed to realize something, and he shouted silently.

"Wouldn't it, I'm in someone else's belly right now?!"

With the imbalance of falling, he fell lightly in the middle of the bed before he could get into a correct position, and was caught by Dansen, who had been waiting for a long time.

"This is my child?"

Danson looked at it carefully, his tone filled with sigh and relief.

And Green also looked at him without timidity, and the two looked at each other for a long time before Danson noticed a problem...

"This kid can't even cry?!"