Your wishes...... What is it?

042 looked at the man in front of him, obviously the moonlight was so bright, but in his own eyes, his face was extremely hazy, 042 couldn't see his appearance clearly, as if there was a sticky darkness shrouded in it.

"My wish...... What is it?"

042 whispered, his head down, his somewhat timid face reflected in a pool of blood.

"I ...... I don't know, this kind of thing...... How could I possibly know?"

042's voice became strange, as if he was crying and laughing.

"Actually, you know people like me, don't you? I'm just a blank slate, I don't have any obsessive hobbies, I don't have any big dreams. ”

"But there's always something to keep you alive, isn't it?042, otherwise you wouldn't have come back to me desperately, you could have escaped. The man asked again.

"It's because we're friends, how could I give up on you?" said 042.

After a short pause, his voice soothed, a rare opportunity, everything seemed so calm that it couldn't help but relax.

"Actually, I envy you a lot, and you have great aspirations...... Each of you has a great desire to become a detective in Old Dunling, to kill all the demons, and usher in a golden age, which is all quite good. ”

042 seems to be answering the man's words, and it seems to be telling himself everything.

"I was also miserable for a while, I wanted to be like you, but then I suddenly understood that I was just a little mediocre. ”

"Just like what is written in those stories, there is always a need for someone to be the background board of the protagonists, one face after another that is not remembered by the audience...... In fact, I am also a member of the audience, after all, there are only a few people standing on the stage. ”

"I just...... It's just a bit mediocre. ”

The voice fell.

The man reached out and placed his hand on 042's shoulder.

"But you're still coming back to me, 042, come back to hell to pick me up, it's not something the audience will do, when you appear in front of me with a nail sword, you're already the protagonist. ”

The man's gaze swept over the deck, countless corpses, soaked in the blood of the deck.

"Although this stage is pretty bad. ”

The two couldn't help but laugh, and after the laughter, 042's hesitant gaze froze, and he raised his head to look at the night sky that he had never seen before in the Emerald Jade.

"But if there is a wish, there must be a wish...... I just want to live with all of you. ”

042 said.

"It's like back then, when we were walking through the streets of Fried, and we were hungry for a while, but it was a good time, and then we joined the Evangelical Church, and then we ...... Although it is still a bit stressful to cut down demons, I think that everyone can live together and have a place to shelter from the wind and rain, and there is nothing to do this kind of thing.

I just wanted to maintain the status quo, calm and beautiful, but none of this ......"

The raging fire burned through the church, and the entire Seven Hills was plunged into a mad nightmare, and everything that 042 knew was gone, ruthlessly destroyed, and under that madness, one familiar face after another died under his sword.

"If this is my wish, then my wish has been ended, everyone is dead, and I killed them with my own hands......"

042 shuddered, not knowing if it was fear or something else.

"Ah...... It's terrible, but I'm ...... right now. I'm ...... now I'm scared, I'm guilty, you know?"

He couldn't help but bow his head as he spoke, raising his hand to grasp his face.

"He had a chance, he had a chance to survive...... But he kept me alive, I knew what he thought, he wanted me to continue doing what he wanted, but...... But me. ”

042 muttered frantically, his eyes bloodshot.

"But can I really do it? Will I let him down? Leave such responsibility to someone like me......"

Lorenzo Medici, can he really compare to that old man? He could have survived, but he chose to let himself out of that dry well, whether to live as an ordinary person in Old Dunling, or to continue his great golden age?

No, no, no, 042 can't do it, such a duty is too heavy for him, he has always been a spectator, but he has been dragged into the spotlight.

But what if he could run away and become an ordinary man? just let down Lorenzo Medici's instructions and use this "miracle" of survival in such a ridiculous place?

042 suddenly calmed down, and after calming down, a greater sense of despair consumed him.

"Actually, I ...... I've failed. ”

042 laughed miserably, staring at the huge wound in his abdomen, no blood was still flowing out, and now out of it was the molten holy silver, and he had stepped into the taboo in order to fight the demonized witchers.

Little by little, Holy Silver was destroying his body, killing him completely.

042 had failed, he felt guilty for it, Lorenzo Medici had tried everything he could, just to keep himself alive for a while, and even if he could survive, he would have failed him, wouldn't he?

He was just a spectator curled up in the shadows, he was afraid of the bright lights, he would not continue to cling to that golden age, he wanted to escape to the old Dunling and live the opposite life.

But now that he's going to die, nothing as simple is going to happen.

042 was too painful, and in the face of this pain, the blazing holy silver in his body seemed to be cold.

"It's so exhausting, wishes, duties, death......"

Countless thoughts raced through 042's mind, and they made a shuddering sound like a swarm of snakes, wrapping the cold around his mind.

In the end, the painful expression became indifferent, as if numb.

"I really want to be a wild dog, the wild dog doesn't think about these strange things, it just runs happily, when it is hungry it goes to pick up something to eat, when it is thirsty it goes to the river to drink water, when it is sleepy, it finds a corner to sleep, and then dies one day for some strange reason......"

042's wishes were shattered, everything about him was shattered in this burning night, and the sharp shards cut him to pieces.

"But you're still alive, as long as you're alive, my wish won't end, although you're the only one left in the next good life, but with your strength, you'll live well, and you'll do better than me, won't you?"

I don't know if it's because of this successive blows, or because of the erosion of pollution, 042's gaze gradually went crazy, he looked at the man, and asked expectantly.

It's just a simple, ridiculous, and small wish, no deep hatred, no ambition, just a very mediocre wish.

But it seems that the so-called fate is so cruel that even the most humble wish is unwilling to let it be granted.

So the man replied with some regret.

"But I might be disappointing, and I may not be able to go to Old Dunling. ”

He reluctantly scratched at his messy hair, as relaxed as he could.

"Well, that's bad luck, and we're all going to die. ”

Although it was sad, he struggled to show a smile in order to liven up the sad atmosphere, but the smile seemed so distorted at the moment.

"You...... What are you talking about?"

042 stopped crying and looked at him in disbelief.

"I said, if we continue like this, we will all die, after all, the way you are now, most of you can't beat me after demonization, right?"

Beneath the bare skin after the armor fell off was a raised cyan vessel, the bones were deformed, and the skin had pierced, as if some monster was hiding in this skin, and it would soon break through this flesh and blood and descend on this world.

The man was about to die, and in the Sanctuary of Stillness he was confronted with the false chalice that triggered the night of Advention, and he should have been devoured by erosion at that time, but perhaps the will of mortals was at work, and he persevered until now.

The darkness that hung over the man's face dissipated, and the complexion beneath it was pale.

042 was slightly stunned, and then his indifferent face distorted, not knowing whether it was anger or sadness.

"No, no, 047, you can't die yet, you're not the same as me!" 042 grabbed 047 hard.

047 can't die, he's not like himself, he has a long-awaited desire, he has the courage to continue living, they've escaped from Fei Lengcui, his wish is about to come true, he can't die here.

Countless images flashed back to his mind, and if he died here, it was too cruel for 047 to accept this.

Can...... But what can you do?

In the face of 047, which was inconvenient to be eroded and devoured, 042 realized his powerlessness at this time, and he couldn't do anything but watch 047 turn into a demon little by little.

042 couldn't do anything, he couldn't even save himself.

"My bad...... If I die, if Lorenzo Medici survives...... Maybe...... Perhaps all this will be very different. ”

Even more cruel pain tormented 047's mind, if he was stronger, if there were no demons in this world, if the golden age could come......

047 ignored 042's madness, just looked at the beautiful night sky and whispered.

"Don't go gently into that good night......"

047 picked up the bloodstained shotgun and gently stroked the handwriting on it.

"I love this poem, it's a poem that curses death, but death is predestined, everyone dies. ”

"Yes, I'm going to die, and my wish is shattered, but if there is no such thing as a wish, can I just make another one?"

047 struggled to move his body, the armor helping him withstand most of the damage, his flesh was not seriously injured, but the sturdy armor could not resist the erosion, could not protect the growing madness.

"If you have to have a wish......"

He grabbed 042's head, his forehead pressed against him, his eyes clouding together.

"Live, 042, even if it's for me, for all of us. ”

042 lost his mind for a moment, and then he felt as if something was about to happen.

A woman's voice sounded in the wind, she seemed to be saying something, and then a huge hunger welled up in 042's heart, he didn't know what was going on, but like instinct, he was driven by something intangible.

Fear overlayed the will, and it seemed like 042 was going to do something terrible next.

"Don't be afraid, 042, we'll live on in your memories. ”

"No...... It can't be like this!"

042 tried to resist, but as if some force was guiding him, the secret blood was once again activated and burned, and the sun rose in his eyes.

Gabriel.

The demon opened its mouth, and cried silently on its hideous face, and he greedily tore at his dying will, crushing it little by little, devouring it clean.

After each bite, a memory begins to shatter until everything is reduced to nothingness.

The fire in his pupils went out, and 042 collapsed in the blood, while 047 remained in his original position, but as 042 fell, the parts of his body that had been distorted by erosion began to recover, and a new will descended on his body.

The sea churned, the endless waves crashed down, engulfing the fleeing ship, and countless corpses fell into the deep depths, and with all this happened the extreme cold, and the entire sea was frozen and turned into an endless ice field.

The heavy snow dust was dragged up by the wind, and at some point there was an extra bench under it, and 047 sat on the chair as if he were asleep.

The picture freezes again, and the open door slowly closes at this time.

In the burning hell, Lorenzo, who was devoured by flesh and blood, still had a breath, but he had also lost all strength to resist, he had not shed a tear for a long time, but at this moment there may be blood gushing out of the corners of his eyes.

He had already guessed what was sealed in the last gate of the Memory Palace, but he didn't dare to think about it, as if he was running away.

What a pity, even this last wish was shattered at this moment.

I'm going to die, and I'm going to die with the memories of everyone.

There was no room to think about anything else, consciousness was heavier than ever, and the blazing temperature became warmer, like nestling in a soft quilt, and Lorenzo would sleep peacefully, no more killing, no more sorrow.

It's a happy ending, a very gentle ending.

Just go to sleep......

"Don't go gently into that good night......"

A deep voice rang out, and Lorenzo was sleepy-eyed and a little angry, but he was still too sleepy to bother with the guy who woke him up.

He clung to the futon and slept peacefully, wrapped in flesh and blood, which sinked into Lorenzo's body little by little, like the rhizomes of plants, killing him.

"Even in the twilight of life, it should roar and burn at the end of the day!"

The voice continued to whisper, like a dream.

Lorenzo raised his head a little confused, he was a little angry, he wanted to teach this guy who kept waking him up, but looking at the nothingness in front of him, the heavy memory was picked up again, and his calm face slowly twisted, he remembered something.

The burning fire destroyed all that was good, he replied angrily.

"Rage, rage, rage, denounce the passing of light!"

Infinite fire rose from under his eyes, as if a scorching sun was about to descend from the pupils of his eyes, and in the hell of flesh and blood, Lorenzo opened his eyes, and he roared hysterically.

The mangled body struggled hard, he tore at the flesh around him, gnawing at the filthy things with all his might.

The raging rage burned uncontrollably, burning the past, burning familiar faces one after another, turning into ashes that scattered in the sky.

If there must be a wish......

"I'm going to kill all of you, all the demons!"

The audience stepped out of the darkness and stood under the endless light.

If you don't have a nail sword to slash, then use your hands, your nails, your teeth! everything you can use, by any means.

"For that nothingness...... But good times!"

As if in response to Lorenzo's wish, the steel tore flesh and flesh, splitting hell, and footsteps sounded in the rising blood, and the familiar figure slowly walked towards Lorenzo.

The frenzied figure froze, and Lorenzo looked at the comer in disbelief.

“047...... You're here, no, you're dead. ”

"yes, I'm dead, 042. ”

047 looked at 042 with a smile in his hand, holding the nail sword in his hand, and he reached out and patted him vigorously on the shoulder.

"But I'm back from hell. ”

He looked furious.

"For the sake of our wishes, ideals, to die again. ”

Pitch-black shadows pierced through the storm, accompanied by lightning and thunder, shattering the Lessinbach's defenses and reaching the heart of the battlefield.

Blazing white flames erupted from the cracks in the steel, as if some burning soul was lodged within this armor of original sin.