"Shredded?"

The blood pupils muttered and repeated, their eyes full of confusion. In Dirk's ethereal words, it was as if he saw a ghost crawling out of the abyss, spreading the shadow throughout the universe. The starry sky dimmed in its shadow, and planets lost their life. The stars are no longer bright, and civilizations are extinct one by one.

Light is replaced by darkness...... Life is consumed by death, and this is the future that Dirk is talking about?

But what does this have to do with yourself?

The Blood Pupil believed that Dirk wouldn't lie to him. But he knew he wasn't Diapols. He doesn't have that urge to destroy everything, and he doesn't have that ability. He is the blood pupil, the one from the bottom of the x35 apocalypse, who has been struggling to survive. Although he is cold, although he is not easy to contact, he loves life more than anyone else. Both love nature. He has companions and territories. There are countless people who depend on Him for survival. He couldn't destroy anything, let alone change anything.

He just wanted to have a place to live well.

No interruptions, no fighting, plenty of food and water, plenty of security, and even better if you had the luxury of having a companion by your side.

This is the dream of the blood pupil, small, big.

So no matter what Dirk said, the Blood Pupil thought he was talking about another person, a creature that had nothing to do with him.

"That's not me." Blood Pupil said this, and his expression returned to calm.

Across from him, Dirk looked at him quietly. "You're trying to say that you won't exercise the will of the Abyss?"

"I said, that's not me. So I don't have to exercise any will. I am who I am. My will is my own will. The blood pupil repeated again, but the tone was heavier and more powerful. His eyes brightened, and the confusion he had just now dissipated like a dark cloud. Revealing the sharp edge behind it.

Looking at Dirk in front of him, he said word by word. "I just want to live. Live well. If you need a god who can destroy everything...... Or monsters. All I can say is that you're looking for the wrong person. ”

The blood pupil said categorically, but it was as if it had taken root under its feet, and it didn't move a step.

He is no longer the innocent blood pupil he used to be. From Boya, he knew that he would be the source of disaster, so he needed strength. Even if it's not your own strength. It's one thing to deny Dirk, it's another to put it to the test.

The atmosphere suddenly became depressed. Unconsciously, Wright next to him held his breath. I just felt like my heart was going to jump out of my body. But at this moment, he was surprised to discover the fact that even in such a terrible depression, the blood pupil still maintained its initial calmness and talked to Dirk.

He was not affected by Dirk's breath and put himself on an equal footing??

Wright's eyes widened suddenly, and a flash of incredulity flashed.

He had never seen anyone who could talk to Dirk as an equal. In fact, even in the distant era of great chaos, there would not be more than five people who could maintain an equal posture with Dirk. This is still the cosmic scope.

Because Dirk is the king of Hades. The entire universe is unique, and all advanced civilizations are in awe of Hades!! And his existence is equal to the River Styx. No one can be calm in front of the breath of the River Styx. Even the former king of Claudir was cautious.

How does the blood pupil do it? Couldn't he feel the ubiquitous, eternal breath of the River Styx?

Wright didn't know what to say. But he saw that Dirk was not surprised at all, as if he had known that the blood pupil of the Dao Dao would be like this.

looked at the blood pupil and talked eloquently. His gaze became more and more gentle, and there was even a hint of appreciation at the end.

That's it...... An unruly soul. Only in this way can the will of Diapols be manifested. But you can resist, you can struggle, but you can't stop Diapols. Because this universe is its prey. Whether you want to do it or not, as long as you exist, the rules of the universe will loosen for a day and eventually crumble and disintegrate. All civilizations that adhere to the rules of the present will swallow the bitter fruit of their own brewing. Pay the price for your recklessness in the first place.

That's fate. It cannot be diverted by the will.

Dirk thought silently, but said in his mouth. "It doesn't matter if we pick the wrong person or not. The important thing is that you are here. ”

"Embarked on this path of honoring the king."

"Can I choose to give up?" Blood Pupil raised his eyebrows and asked seriously.

"Absolutely." Dirk waved his hand indifferently. "You can leave at any time. It's as if you've never been here. But there's one thing I have to warn you about, and that's that you probably won't come back a second time. Because while you and I were talking, I already felt that Lestro's life was coming to an end, and Boya was in some trouble. Maybe today, I think. Maybe in the next moment, the planet beneath your feet will be over. We will no longer have the meaning of existence. ”

Speaking of which, Dirk didn't bother to look at the blood pupil anymore. He turned around and walked to the altar and picked up the paintbrush again.

He didn't care at all if the Blood Pupil accepted the inheritance??

The blood pupil was immediately stunned.

It was the first time he had encountered such a situation since he came into contact with Crodier. In the past, whether it was Rhea, Shadow or Lestero, they may have had such and such tests, but the ultimate goal is to guide the blood pupil to the inheritance of Crodir. Only Dirk, not only did not guide, but did not care at all.

It's not a disguise, it's not a desire to get away with it, it's really not about it.

As the most powerful Hades King of Claudir, Dirk has no sense of responsibility?

This is too different from the Claudir powerhouses that Blood Pupil has been in contact with in the past. made him unable to get used to it for a while, and he was stunned.

But how strong is the will of the blood pupil? It only took a moment to come to his senses. Said seriously. "Actually, I can't say no because I need strength."

"Everybody needs strength, but it's only when you get it that you realize it's not as good as you think it is." Dirk's brush stopped and said sadly.

At this time, the rudimentary form of a woman had already appeared on the screen in front of him, with simple lines, but full of holiness and refinement.

Dirk silently looked at the woman on the canvas before sighing after a long time.

"Since you don't choose to give up, then go through here. I don't know if it's good or bad for you, and I don't want you to take the blame for Claudir. But I only hope that one day you will remember that your appearance once consumed a civilization. Billions of lives. ”

"That's all."

Dirk didn't continue, but waved his hand and drove the blood pupils away like flies.

On the altar, he silently looked at the picture curtain in front of him. Little by little, his fingers touched the face of the woman in the painting.

"Actually, it's the ...... of two civilizations"

"Be a sacrifice to Diapols."

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