Thoughts are like eternal chaotic fires, faint flames that may be extinguished at any time, and the bone-chilling cold brings a hurricane to the dark world, making the already weak flame of life drift closer to burst. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"It's cold." Van shuddered and opened his eyes. He instinctively tried to stretch his body to relieve his limbs that had stiffened from the excessive cold, but suddenly realized that he was still tied up again.

Another strong chill struck, and the upper and lower jawbones struck each other and let out a shivering breath, "Why is it so cold?" He couldn't help but think.

He opened his eyes in a daze, and wriggled his cold body, and he could feel something around him retreat suddenly as if he had been startled. The silent space was as dark as thick ink, it was the middle of the night, and the sand and dust all over the sky obscured all the starlight, leaving only the coldest night.

Van tried to exhale, but his muscles and vocal cords, which were so contracted by the cold, kept him from making a sound.

There was another bone-chilling cold, and the loud sound of the violently pounding downward teeth could echo even in the empty and dark room.

"Why is it so cold!" This was the last word in Sanskrit's consciousness, and then he fell into a deep sleep.

After walking in the cold darkness for an unknown amount of time, the strongest sun of the day at noon finally struggled to penetrate the thick dust, through the cracks in the shabby glass windows of the cell's ceiling, and struggled to shine a trace of its warmth on the cold torso.

Van breathed softly, an extremely weak breath that made one wonder if he was still alive. Most people thought he was dead, but the truth was that Van had opened his eyes again.

"Cold." It was the original character in his dazed consciousness, "Water." "This is the second one.

He struggled to open his eyelids, and found that the whole world seemed to be covered with a layer of dust, and everything was blurry.

"Water, give me water." Consciousness manipulated his body to make sounds, but in fact he couldn't make any sounds, and his excessive weakness made it difficult for him to maintain even the most basic breathing.

At the same time, he felt something leave his side again.

"He's still alive......" Si Si Suo's whisper came into his ears.

"No way, how could he still be alive......"

"But he opened his eyes again."

"That doesn't mean anything...... He's dead. ”

"No, I'm alive." Van tried to make a sound as best he could, he wanted to prove that he was alive. This time he succeeded, though no one knew what he was talking about.

"What is he talking about?"

"Shut up, you didn't hear anything."

The latter's voice was very harsh, it was the voice of the old slave, and Van could hear it.

"So it's a prison cell?" He was immediately overjoyed by this discovery, and he was sure that he was alive and that these people would not see him die, because he had saved them.

The desire to survive prompted Van to desperately raise the tip of his tongue, which originated from human physiological instinct, and saliva quickly accumulated in his dry mouth, and he tried to swallow saliva to make his chapped vocal cords slightly moistened, and after a few attempts, he was finally able to make a sound.

"Water, give me water, I'm alive."

This time, although his voice was not very clear and loud, it was enough for people to understand the meaning, and Fan happily waited for the response from his surroundings, but what he gained was silent silence.

"I'm alive!" He tried to make his voice loud again, but there was silence!

"What happened?" He was confused, why didn't everyone speak?

"I'm alive!" His voice became louder and louder, but the silent silence also became more and more somber, so that people like Fan, who were struggling on the brink of life and death, could feel this extremely suppressed silence.

"Why didn't anyone answer me?" Brahman is a little frightened and anxious in his heart, and the unknown always inspires a person's latent fear.

Out of nowhere, a force rises, perhaps it is the instinct to survive. There was a strong shaking of his upper body, and he actually sat up!

There was an exclamation all of a sudden, and this exclamation entered Fan's ears, as if it had brought him a powerful booster! He finally got a response!

"I'm alive." He made a sound again, perhaps because of the strong stimulation of survival**, the weakened body functions that had entered dormancy began to recover, and the blurred ash in his vision slowly became clear, and a force surged in his body.

"I'm alive." Van beckoned to the people in front of him.

The vision finally became clear, and Fan was finally able to see the world around him clearly, looking at the people with slightly frightened expressions, Fan smiled slightly and waved his hand, "Don't be afraid, I'm still alive." ”

But his smile didn't last even a breath, and his slowly stiffened face began to spread an extremely terrifying panic.

He stared blankly at his shaking hand, where is this an arm, it is clearly a bone with only muscles left!!

"Where are my hands? What about my hands! ”

The pale bones were exposed to the air like this, and there was not even a trace of flesh except for the pale tendons that connected the bones! Everything was cleaned and cleaned!!

"What's going on! Where is my arm! Van roared hoarsely, and a violent tremor was transmitted to his right arm, the shaking bones as if they were about to fall apart at any moment.

Panic caused him to raise his left arm, but fortunately it was intact, and he saw the rope that had bound his arm.

"Why are you all looking at me like that? What the hell is going on! ”

The angry roar was not exchanged for sympathy, but a violent blow to the head, and the young child threw down the stone in his hand in a panic, and Fan staggered and fell.

"Mom." The child panicked and ran back to his mother, watching the fallen blood flow down the river.

"Why...... Why do this to me. "It may be that the child's strength is seriously insufficient, and the Van did not pass out like this.

The cold and stiff body was heated by his movements, and the limbs that had been numb regained their senses, so that the sharp pain that could tear his soul apart shattered all his insistence along Van 's right arm.

"Why do you !! me like this?" The desperate and angry roar was like the last moment of the scream of the wounded beast, and he had understood everything, since he could see the dense tooth marks on the arm bones.

That's a tooth from a human being!

"Why isn't he dead yet?!"

"No! He must die! ”

"No ......"

"He must die! You all know how great he is, if he survives, we will all die!! ”

"Mom, I'm so hungry."

Noisy voices argued.

"I saved you, how can you do this to me?" This is from the grief of the Van **. He looked at the couple he had saved, and the child they had refused to admit, "Why?" ”

At this moment, any language is pale, and the only thing Van can say is this sentence, and he can't figure it out, he can't figure it out at all.

He could see the terrifying eyes of these people, it was extreme hunger and **, in their eyes he was just food. The most frustrating thing for him was that the immature child was obviously saved by him twice, but why was he the last to do it?

What's wrong with this world, why is everything different from what he expected, is he wrong? He didn't know.

"Mom, kill him, I'm hungry, I want meat."

What a cruel sin in the innocent words, Van suddenly laughed, laughing like a creature who had fallen into the demon land forever. Despair, anger, pain...... And cruelty!

The demon whispered in his ear, and the Divine Radiance abandoned his physical body and drifted away, and the only thing he wanted to grasp was to let him go, and the reality he had to face always forced people to struggle and hideous!

Everyone is trapped in this demon in their hearts, and no one knows when he will awaken, and no one knows how terrible he will be when he awakens.

The hungry people unleashed their demons, and they staggered forward with their sharp teeth. The first sharp fangs gnawed at the flesh of Vahman, and thousands of fangs followed, dismembering, eating away.

The sad life has no choice.

Wrong, it turns out that he was really wrong. The godless pupils focused on the last ray of sunlight in the gap in the skylight, Reagan was right, he was just with the innocent greenhouse flowers, the bottom of a world, often the place where the most twisted demons were born, in this selfish and miserable last days, any distorted value was infinitely magnified by unfettered.

He finally knew why the old man said that he shouldn't have saved the child, not because he knew that the child would do this to him in the future, but because if the child was allowed to die, they would have food to survive, and he remembered the hatred in the eyes of those people when he saved the child. They deliberately hid this wounded child just to stay and provide them with food to live!

Everything is a conspiracy, a long-planned conspiracy! It's funny that he doesn't even know it.

And now, the "child" has become him.

There is no end to the ugliness of human nature, because the proposition of being alive is itself contrary to the end times.

The wind swept a whizz of quicksand, and the last rays of sunlight from the skylight disappeared, and the godless pupils disappeared, and the sleeping devil opened his eyes.

Everyone is trapped in the devil in their hearts, no one is an exception, and Van will not be an exception, the only difference is that he is not trapped by the devil, but by the demon king!

He knew he was guarding a demon king! Always known......

Desperate screams resounded throughout the camp, and even the raging wind and sand could not stop it, and the smirking Regan pushed the door in, he could already "see" the picture he had envisioned, and destruction itself was a beauty, a deformed beauty, the perverted beauty that destroyed a greenhouse flower.

But when he stepped through the door, every cell in his body was left with terrifying fear.

A monster, a monster with no face, a monster with blurred flesh and blood!

"You don't even know what you've released." The rumbling bass was like a proclamation of the devil's annihilation, and Regan watched as a terrifying human body completely disappeared under the devil's crazy flesh.

Regan was tormented by a terrible suffocation, and he could only let out a helpless ho-ho sound, feeling the tightening force on his neck, "You have no idea what you did, idiot. "A murmur more terrible than the devil.

Click.

This is the last struggle of life, Regan hung his head weakly, he was so simply crushed to the bones of his whole body, he didn't even know how he was approached until he died!

"Why do you always force me...... Why do you always have to make me miserable...... This world, the abominable world! ”

Angelil...... I've lost you...... Who more am I going to lose? ”

"I ...... Who is it?! (To be continued.) )