The deepest part of the dungeon

The tall figure held in place by the cross gasped heavily, its blood-colored pupils radiating a cold stance of fear, as if it had come from an abyss of extreme darkness, completely above humanity - just a glance was enough to make people shudder.

As her crisp footsteps got deeper and deeper, a trace of clarity miraculously surfaced in his pupils, and the spiritual storm gradually subsided, spitting out syllables as heavy as the friction of steel ingots:

"Vess-Tower?"

Yare...... I'm glad you still know me. ”

Vesta walked briskly over to the black-haired knight, his gaze swept over his metal chains, a thin white finger on the cold cross, and a hint of anger appeared on his pretty face:

"How can they do that to you?"

"It's none of their business...... I can't control myself......"

Staring at his long-lost old friend, the blood in Yalei's eyes gradually receded, his body slowly relaxed, and he leaned heavily against the cross behind him, causing the ground to tremble slightly:

"I want to ...... I'm sick. ”

"You are indeed sick. ”

Vesta took out the handkerchief in his coat pocket, the corners of his charming lips curled slightly, carefully wiped the sweat beads on his forehead for him, and deliberately whispered:

"Do you know where the lesions are?"

"Where?"

The black-haired knight looked at her seriously, while carefully examining the condition of his body, only to feel the power of the rage spilling out from his limbs and bones, trying to manipulate himself to destroy everything.

"Not here. ”

She put away her handkerchief and patted Are's arm first. Slid from his shoulder blades all the way to his head, and finally stayed at the center of his eyebrows, and said mysteriously:

"It's here. ”

"What do you mean...... Is my brain broken?" the black-haired knight's eyes widened.

In that sense. That's right. ”

Vesta smiled and withdrew his fingers, took half a step back, and said to him: "Play an old-fashioned old game, good news or change news, which one do you want to hear first?"

"I'm sick like this, and you're still teasing me?" said Are, with an angry expression, a deep glint of blood in his eyes. The terrifying spiritual storm is ready to stir again.

"Okay, okay, I'll choose for you. She was so frightened that she hurriedly took a step back, waved her hands quickly, and said:

"The good news is that you've officially broken through the Scourge. Becoming a Knight of Origins, the bad news is that your Origins are terrible...... I swear I'm not exaggerating at all. ”

"How bad?"

"How bad do you think of the origin of the Demon God?" Vesta said solemnly, raising an eyebrow.

"Demon God!?"

The black-haired knight pursed his lips in despair. The body suddenly lunged forward. A tremendous force was transmitted from the chains to the cross, and the entire dungeon began to vibrate:

"Why is this happening? What is the origin of the Demon God, and why is it on me?"

The air seemed to ignite under his gaze, burning the bodies of both of them.

"There is no why...... Origins are born and cannot be changed. Vesta looked at his well-defined muscles, and a soft expression appeared on his pretty face:

"Yalei, all you can say is...... You are a natural demon god. ”

"The origin of Genevieve is the power of three elements...... I know that. Yalei forced himself to calm down, restrained the force that drove him crazy, and asked word by word:

"What is my origin?"

"Fear. To be precise, it is the manipulation of fear. Vestami's eyes lit up with a strange look. The graceful body trembled slightly with excitement, and her tone also carried an inexplicable expectation:

"Can you imagine what a terrible power it is to be able to directly manipulate other people's emotions? Yalei, as long as you can skillfully use it, you can become an unprecedentedly powerful demon god!"

"Doesn't sound useful!" the black-haired knight roared angrily.

"How can you say that. Vesta took another step back in a pretentious manner, showing a pitiful expression of injury.

"Only a coward with an undetermined will be afraid!"

"Are you a coward?"

"I'm certainly not a coward!"

"So, what have you been afraid of since the beginning?" Vesta stared at him coldly, Hitomi stared at the other party's eyes, and said slowly with a soul-deep questioning in his tone:

"Fear is everywhere, and even the strongest warriors will have moments of weakness. ”

"Perhaps...... You are right. ”

Yalei closed his eyes in a daze, and suddenly opened them again: "Why can't I manipulate it? It keeps trying to devour me, manipulate me, it's going to ruin everything!"

"Because you're afraid of yourself, you're afraid of your own power, you're afraid of your heart, you're afraid of the future of becoming a demon god...... You are afraid that your future self will hurt the people around you...... Is this cowardice?"

Vesta had a stern glint in his eyes as he stabbed like a sword into the dark-haired knight's heart, trying to stab him where he was most cowardly.

"Say no more!

Yalei was startled, the muscles of his face spasmed violently, and the light of human nature in his eyes turned from sheng to weak, as if he could not restrain some kind of force in his body, leaning on the cross behind him, his body began to tremble imperceptibly.

"Don't be afraid of it, it's you!"

Vesta hugged the black-haired knight's head hard, narrowed his eyes slyly, and said clearly and forcefully in his ear, "Use it well, it will make you invincible...... Anything can be done!"

"Say no more!"

With the dull roar of Yare, the metal cross and the solid stone floor trembled, as if something had revived in the deepest depths of the darkness, and was approaching in a heavy way.

"That's it. ”

Vesta was gentle like a big sister who blamed her younger brother at the moment, and her mysterious runes flashed in her eyes again, with a strange magic that understood everything, and penetrated into the heart of the black-haired knight:

"Let me see what the strongest demon god recorded in the historical records, the Lord of Fear, really looks like. ”

“......”

Yalei raised his head silently, and the young and handsome face after the black lines disappeared unconsciously released anger and killing intent.

It was as if something had been released in an instant, and the lightning-like light shuttled back and forth on his body, like a blue viper, picking and devouring people, burning everything at any moment.

At the moment when the two looked at each other, Vestal suddenly noticed that countless phantoms appeared back and forth in front of him, like fleeting fireworks, constantly magnifying the most hidden weaknesses in his heart......

"Ahem!"

She suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood, the runes in her eyes shattered at the same time, her face was pale and terrifying, and her body immediately collapsed to the ground, but she couldn't control her strange laughter:

"Giggle...... Very good ......" (to be continued......