Originally......

It's called skin peeling......

The corners of Erise's pale lips drew a soft smile, cracked skin, rolled bloody wounds, but the feeling of blood passing was calm and numb, and the bleeding slowly slid down the skin to the ground.

The blood slowly coagulated, leaving blood-colored patterns on his own skin.

The scenery in the dense fog of the forest was not yet clear, but the dew on the nearby branches and leaves was dripping, and the only hazy silhouette left in the distance was a little bit of chaos, and Eris stared at one place closely.

His eyes were full of emptiness and dead silence, some of his thin bodies were constantly trembling, like a candle in the wind, and there were two fist-sized bloody holes in his chest, but such injuries were not caused by Yuraia's holy sword.

Eris remembered some time ago.

............

"Spare my life?" Eris's voice instantly cooled, and Yuraia's words seemed to have stirred his bottom line all at once, and Eris's attack didn't need any reason.

Erreth turned into a black meteor and struck at Yuraia with terrifying power and speed.

This momentum was unbelievable, and Yuraiya was also slightly startled, ready to meet this attack.

Then the attack was blocked by Ames with one hand, and it seemed effortless.

"I don't like to repeat the second sentence!" Ames's face changed, like the coldness hidden in a broken mask.

"I didn't say you were, did you!"

Ho Ho hit two punches, as if he had broken something, covered with crystal cracks, click, the sound of bones shattering, Eris's body was completely deformed, the two eyes were bloodshot, and the strong force penetrated the body, gathering a large circle of large ring-shaped shock waves dozens of meters behind him.

Eris was taken aback, looking at the pierced body, and the disdainful curvature of Amos in his sight, which froze for a long time.

............

Amos was worthy of being Apollo's confidant, and his strength was indeed unpredictable, but what surprised Eris even more was the power of Yuraia, the extraordinary posture displayed by the holy sword that had never been seen before.

Is it really the power of God?

Eris let out a long sigh and slowly stood up, he couldn't go back now, he couldn't let Ren see his injury, Eris's eyes moved elsewhere.

Transparent water waves.

Eris squatted by the river, his hands dipped from the water, a trace of crimson blood slowly and gently swayed up, endlessly, the blood swayed like a thin and long line in the water, and then swung away, in the curling white mist, the transparent water gradually turned into a transparent red......

Bloodied hands, stubbornly, Eris clenched as if grasping the most important thing in life...... That was in the darkness of vertigo...... Something that refuses to hesitate.

"Uncle ......"

It was a light and sad voice, like a girl's voice, coming from behind.

"Are you hurt?" said a hint of banter on his lips.

Eris turned to the back vigilantly, it was a slightly younger-looking girl, looking at herself indifferently, but it was strange why this girl was called Uncle Eris, Eris did not have this person in his memory for hundreds of years.

"You are?"

The girl nodded, "Hello, my name is Teresa and I'm your niece!"

Eris stared at her coldly, "I don't know you!"

Teresa laughed, "It's also the first time I've seen you, and I've heard about your uncle during the 700 years you've been imprisoned!"

Startled, Eris looked up and asked, "Who is your father?"

"My father?" Teresa paused, "He said, I just met you a few days ago!"

Teresa was still smiling, inexplicably hinting at Eris.

Erreston's heart tightened.

"He told me to tell you not to work so hard, or you're going to die!"

Ereth looked gloomy, turned away from Teresa and hurried away from Teresa's eyes.

Teresa stood where she was, sighing slowly as Eris left.

"Teresa!" a hoarse and unusually thick voice came from afar, somewhat similar to Erise's.

Teresa twisted her head to her body, and it was still the same man, a man with a sword on his back, like a decaying rose blooming quietly, like a winding red snake, staggering along the white bloom, slowly sliding to the tip of the tongue of death, drinking the warm sake, slowly savoring the last cry of the desperate soul.

He just feels like that, something in common with Eris.

The man's voice was elegant and gentle with a hint of coldness, Teresa showed a blue face, her shoulders continued to tremble violently, her voice gradually changed tone, she blinked her eyes almost in despair, unable to calm herself, and surged out a hot air flow that was about to swell in her uncalm emotions, and her mind was blank, and this feeling almost drowned Teresa's soul.

"Who were you talking to?"

Teresa's body trembled, and she hurriedly replied, "It's Uncle Eris."

"Eris!" the man exclaimed, as if Eris's name had touched him greatly, but there was a hint of playful disdain in the corners of his mouth.

He said to himself, "Did Apollo do it...... Hmph, low-interest guy!"

Teresa shook her head and followed the man, the surrounding scenery slowly dimmed, and it was still dark in front of her.

Everything I see under the sun is vanity, it is all chasing the wind, the most beautiful things in the world may be the fruit of sorrow, the purest things come from suffering, how can I comfort others with the hardships I have not experienced.

Teresa looked ahead, he understood that he could only follow this man, even if the road ahead was bumpy and twisted, and full of all kinds of detours, he could only go on like this, in order to accomplish a certain goal, even if he was broken, it was worth it, if he was ready to die in the first place, then there was nothing to think about.

............

"Zero is looking for you, and he says there's something you want to know!" said Charles.

"Looking for me?" Noah was surprised, "It's rare that he actually remembered me!"

"Maybe it will help you!"

Noah shook her head, but smiled mysteriously, "Not for me, it's someone else!"

At this point, Sherlock suddenly interjected, "Who are you talking about zero?"

Charles was taken aback, and hurriedly explained, "It's a friend of the Paladins!"

Sherlock sighed, "It's the Paladins again, so there's nothing strange about that!, but why at this time?"

"Maybe there's something very important!"

"Like some of the things that are happening around us," Charles scratched his head and smiled, "and some solutions!"

"He wants to see me!" Noah said, raising an eyebrow, "because I asked him before!"

"Same question?" Charles asked.

"It's just a matter of helping me when it's critical!" Noah sighed, "but he didn't answer me!"

"And what is he?"

"Maybe it's just a momentary joy, a whim," Noah shook her head, and her expression became cold, "Or maybe he's in a good mood, but I'm not his friend!"

"And what about you?"

Noah shook her head, "Not either!"

Noah sneered, pushed the door out, and followed Charles straight to where Zero was, because she knew that Zero had been paying attention to herself, and looking for herself at this time naturally had something important, otherwise he wouldn't be looking for herself.

Gently pulling the door open, a purple-haired boy sat there quietly, looking straight ahead in silence, his face was fair, thin, as plain as water, and he looked like a girl.

"Rare guest!" Zero's voice was tepid, without any surprise, just blurted out faintly.

"What do you have to say?" asked Noah bluntly.

Zero tilted his head and looked at Noah with a sneer, "No!"

Noah raised her eyebrows, "Didn't you look for me?"

A cold look appeared on Zero's face, "Is there one?"

"Huh?" exclaimed Charles.

"Hmm" Noah covered her chin and nodded, then raised her head and pointed to the corner of her mouth and chuckled, "I see, I understand!"

Then he turned his head to the Charles, "You go out first!"

"I'm out?"

"That's right!"

With that, Noah hurriedly kicked Charles out of the room, and then the door of the room was closed, and the surroundings were instantly plunged into darkness, and Noah smiled softly.

Zero was stunned, his face was suddenly pale, and there was an inexplicable sound around him, and after half a minute, the surroundings slowly lit up, and then the door was opened.

Noah spread her hands, but Charles saw the dust of Zero Single, as if he had rolled around in the sand.

"What happened to you?"

"No, nothing!"

"Then you're willing to say it!" Noah frowned, "No, in other words, what do you know?"

"What I know is what you want to know!" Zero sighed, slowly patting the dust off his clothes.

"I know everything about you!" said Zero Face.

Noah sneered: "Although it is a good thing to be remembered by others, if it is you, then forget it!"

Zero no longer sold Guanzi and asked: "Although I have always been here, the collection of intelligence is by no means less than that of others, say, what do you want to know?"

"I'll only ask for the name of one god!" Noah froze, and said, "Ereth, the god of killing!"

Charles was shocked: "You still think about him!"

"Of course," Noah gritted her teeth, "until you defeat him!"

"Ereth?" Zero frowned, looked at Noah defiantly, and said, "God of Killing, a powerful god, but as far as I know, you and Eris must have fought three times!

Noah sighed, "Wrong, it's four times!"

"Okay, just four battles, how many times have you won?" Zero sneered disdainfully, "I'm afraid there wasn't a single one, and three times it was saved by others!"

Noah's face was gloomy, as if Zero had mentioned the most unpleasant memory in her heart, her fair face was full of sorrow, her eyes were extremely loose, and her lips were moving but she couldn't say a word.

After a long time, Noah raised his head and said: "Yes, you are right, Eris, I have not won once, which also shows that I am not what you call Superman, if it is just a failure, I have experienced more than any of you, I can tell you a fifteen and ten, but ......"

Noah stared at Zero coldly, "I hate it when people mention this!"

"So you're not perfect?"

"At least better than you!" Noah replied with a tooth for a tooth.

After saying that, Zero suddenly burst out laughing, "Okay, at least let me know your shortcomings!"

"If you talk nonsense, there's no need to keep talking!"

"Then let's get down to business!" Zero raised his head and said as if he were reading a book, "Tell you what you want to know, the god of killing, named Eris Pol, is now 964 years old, and 700 years ago, he has been used as a tool of the gods!"

"Tools?"

"That's the meaning of tools!" Zero sneered, "There is a title called the Sweeper in the Divine Domain, then it is the absolute killer used by the Divine Domain, the Sweeper used as a tool, he has no emotion, no self-awareness, and is not allowed to be thought, everything about him is limited by the Divine Domain, because he is just a tool, a sharp weapon, as a weapon, he only has the right to be used, but not controlled, this is the origin of the God of Killing, Ereth!"

Zero looked at Noah's slightly silent two-point starlight, her golden pupils flashed with a strange light, and Zero laughed.

"Did you really come here to ask me about Eris?"

"Of course!"

Zero Leng snorted, and the corners of his mouth curled an arc, "But I think you care more about someone other than Eris, or someone around him!"

Noah was slightly startled.

"A human named Lotus!"

Noah's eyes tightened, and she hurriedly stood up, "You know?"

"Don't get excited, it's scary when you're excited!"

Noah frowned and sat down slowly.

Zero smiled lightly: "Lian, hehe, I'm also interested!"