Breath...... Quiet flow in the cave...... There is no rage, and there is no deterrence...... It's so slow, but it's so sure. The feeling of giving in is like a river of Styx that has existed since ancient times, calm, yet powerful. It disdains to show its majesty to anyone, nor does it need to show its presence with waves. It just needs to flow, flow...... Because the flow itself is an irresistible force.

The breath faded. Robbie stood up, but his back was soaked with cold sweat, and he felt as if he had been fished out of the water.

In that brief moment just now, it was as if countless years had passed for him. The cold, heavy breath flowed through his body, making him feel like he was really sinking into the River Styx, sinking and sinking again and again in the cold, infinite waters.

There is no horror to be able to imagine the limit. Robbie had never been so close to death as he was at that moment.

As a priest, he shouldn't have been afraid. But Robbie still had palpitations...... In the icy river Styx, feel the deepest fear in your heart.

What he feared was not death, but coldness and loneliness.

It's something that has flowed in the River Styx for countless years.

"............" The blood pupil looked back at Robbie and didn't say a word.

Robbie gasped for air, and after a moment a forced smile at the blood pupil. But there was no more blood on the handsome face.

"Brother Robbie, you're fine, are you?" Xiao Boxi asked with concern. Her strength is not as good as Robbie, so she didn't feel the terrifying aura of the River Styx, but she just felt that Robbie's appearance was strange.

"I ...... It's okay to ......" Robbie turned back to the twin siblings and grinned hard, and then whispered. "We ...... Step back a little further. ”

"For what?" Little Boshi asked strangely. "Isn't this the Fifth Altar? Now that we've arrived, why don't you follow Brother Blood Pupil? ”

"It's O, Brother Robbie, we are companions, can't we let Brother Blood Pupil go up by himself, what if we encounter danger?" Mia also said as she spoke, detaching the ion machine gun from her armor.

"To fight...... For the only warmth. ”

"No one is allowed to take it away." Xiao Boxi continued, his five fingers parting and closing together, bringing out a trace of silver light.

"Hey, you two." Robbie was amused by the performance of the two little ones, but in an instant he became serious again. "This is not the time for you to play. What we need is to save ourselves. Because from now on...... It's not a battle we can participate in. ”

"Huh?" The twin siblings were puzzled for a while, and were about to ask a question, but they saw the blood pupil turn their heads and say to them.

"Listen to Robbie and step back a little more. In addition, Wright, let the others enter the Jing ring, you follow me. ”

"Yes, my lord." Wright replied respectfully.

"What, is Brother Blood Pupil going to abandon us?" Little Boshi pouted in protest. seemed to be a little dissatisfied, but under the gaze of the blood pupil, he still obediently stepped aside.

Then, the blood pupil walked towards the altar step by step under the gaze of everyone...... Like Robbie, he could feel the horror. But the difference is that Robbie feels infinitely cold and heavy. His feelings, however, were warm and comfortable.

It's like he's been used to it a long time ago...... Habitual...... It's like breathing.

The stairs were long, the altar was large, and the blood pupils walked forward step by step, feeling the comfort that seeped into the bone marrow. Unconsciously, his mind wandered, and a picture flashed through his mind.

Under a dark night sky, a man is quietly painting. His long hair was flowing and smooth like a waterfall. Qianjing's fingers held several brushes, deftly sketching on the screen. He left only a back, but around him, there was a constant flow of Styx-like aura, cold and dark.

The blood pupil could not see his face, but could see his paintings.

In the picture scroll is a beautiful and infinite sea of clouds. There are countless white-winged girls flying on the white clouds, the sun is shining, and a super huge ancient tree passes through the sea of clouds, like an ancient miracle. A perfect girl is sitting at the very top of an ancient tree, looking up at the sky.

What a strange and strange sight it was.

A man in the dark, but a girl in the light. The extremely contradictory contrast made the blood pupil intoxicated.

The blood pupil didn't know why such a memory flashed through the Dao Dao, but he was not surprised.

From the moment the Buddha walked on this altar, everything about him became so normal and so natural.

Steps, step by step, and finally the footsteps of the blood pupil stepped onto the altar platform. The first thing that caught his eye was a dark back.

A black shadow like a memory screen.

A man is painting.

In a dark cave, paint.

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p; Long, waterfall-like hair slid down his back, spreading across a large stretch of ground. He didn't feel it, and he sketched it on the screen. He wore an extremely luxurious dressing gown. The skin that showed out of the robe was a little pale. Around him, the finished paintings were quietly displayed. At first glance, there are at least tens of thousands of pairs.

The entire altar, the core piece, is occupied by his scroll. It's like a sea of paintings.

Every picture scroll is a sea of clouds, and every picture scroll has a girl.

Blood Pupil's footsteps stopped, and he silently looked at this back. Silent for a long time. It's not that he doesn't want to speak, but at this moment, he suddenly feels that there is nothing to say.

Because, do you like to talk to yourself?

Although it was only the back, the blood pupil seemed to see itself. A very familiar and comfortable welling up in my mind. made the blood pupil a little distracted for a while. Behind him, Wright's eyes widened at the first moment, and then he fell to his knees.

"My lord!!"

Tears welled up in Wright's eyes, and he cried out almost screaming. "I've finally found you!!"

Wright's voice was agitated, and his body trembled. In fact, he didn't know that the blood pupil of the Dao Dao was not his main entry. It's just that from the body of the blood pupil, he can feel the breath of the master. That's why he will always be loyal to the blood pupil. But now that he sees this back, how can he hold it?

In the distant memory, the man who fought again and again, conquered again and again, was invincible, and was invincible. His most glorious Lord, is in front of him at this moment.

This one wears a nightgown and has his back to the white spoon painter!!

Legend has it that the strongest of Crodil is great, powerful, terrifying, and even the name is enough to intimidate the men of the starry sky.

Hades!!

Dirk !!

The brush, finally stopped. The blood pupil heard the man sigh, and then put the paintbrush down.

He looked at the unfinished scroll with regret, and after a long time shook his head and carefully put it away. And then little by little...... Turning his head...... "Wright, long time no see." ”

He whispered. It's like a reunion.

"Are you okay?"

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