The whispers of the dead kept echoing in their ears.

Like a curse, they have a corrosive power that infects the heart, tearing and expanding the deepest wounds and weaknesses in the heart, revealing the weak side.

Especially in this space, the appeal is even stronger.

The dead slowly climbed onto Bai Hua's body, biting at his body, and the burning hatred in his eyes not only did not slow down, but became more vigorous.

That look, that whisper, were like sharp swords, piercing Bai Hua's heart.

"I don't want to—"

Yes, he can't.

But the voices of tens of billions of dead drowned them out like a tidal wave.

"I just want to protect—"

Yes, what he wants is to protect others.

But the bodies of the dead buried them.

"I-"

“————”

Is it because of guilt, anger, sadness, or fear?

These are no longer important, and endless pain is engraved on them.

Like the killing intent and anger that has been refined, the curse proportional to the tens of billions of people's attachment to life and the fear of death will forever haunt him, and the sound of grief will be endless, and the curse will be like his life until eternity.

Endless resentment gradually devours the heart.

Bai Hua cannot be redeemed and is not allowed to be forgiven.

Even if the killing intent and anger can be washed away in this world, those obsessions that reflect the soul will only accompany them.

Until now, Bai Hua just wanted to refute.

"-The one who killed you, it's not me, I don't remember, I don't remember you!"

“······”

Silent.

After a brief silence, the resentment of tens of billions of undead erupted together.

"Liar!"

"Despicable villain!"

"Liar!"

"Liar, it's you, if it wasn't for you wielding that sword, how would we be here?!"

The dead screamed, angry, and resentful.

The slaughter is what Bai Hua did, and it is not a fact that can be easily erased with a word of denial.

"Isn't that the sword?"

A deceased man slowly but with difficulty raised his arm and pointed over.

Hearing this, Bai Hua lowered his head and looked at a gorgeous long sword that appeared in his hand at some point.

The sword was white and flawless, burning with pure white flames of the same color as the sword, beautiful, holy, and its divinity was admirable, but it was the fear in his heart.

That is, the instrument of killing.

The sound of curses and insults sounded again, Bai Hua did not resist, but just stood in place in a daze until ······

"Bai Hua!"

A soft voice called out to him, crisp and full of energy.

Bai Hua turned his head, but what he saw was a broken figure.

The silver white hair, which used to be smooth, was now dull like withered grass, and her cheeks, which were always white, were stained with dust and blood, her chest was pierced, and her arms were cut off, and the girl stood there swaying, staring straight at him.

"Al ··· Tyre? ”

"Why didn't you come, didn't you say that you would protect me? Why didn't you come, why, you didn't show up to me when I was in danger!? ”

Without waiting for Bai Hua to answer, another voice sounded.

"Yu said, killing Yu will only make the world more chaotic, and the war will not stop, never will, because, fighting is the innate instinct of human beings, and it is simply whimsical to want to reverse this, so accept the punishment well."

"William, I ······"

"That's it, Yu's curse on you."

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"Don't... Don't... It's not me... Don't come here!! ”

A dream full of horror suddenly came from the ward, and then, with a muffled sound of "bang", the bodyguards guarding the door were alarmed.

"Hey~Hey! No, I was called out by the doctor, should I ······"

The leader of the black-clothed man, helplessness and panic couldn't help but appear on his face, smiled bitterly, and hurriedly rushed into the room.

The rest of the people glanced at each other, and their scalps were numb and followed.

What are you kidding, the one in it, but he was specially instructed by the BOSS to take good care of him, and if there was an accident, he was not allowed to be taken by the BOSS to sink into the sea?

Well, although the boss usually looks like a good talker, some small things will not be pursued even if they fail, and even if there is a big problem, as long as they are in a good mood, they will not be punished.

But with the relationship between the boss and which one in it······

As long as it is involved, nothing is trivial, and the severity of the problem rises directly to the highest level.

When he opened the door and saw the situation inside, the faces of several bodyguards suddenly turned pale.

"It's over, we're dead."

In the hospital room, the black-haired girl sat on the bench, staring in amazement at the boy who somehow rolled off the hospital bed to the ground.

You know, the hospital bed is equipped with a protective fence!

Moreover, this is a specially customized exclusive ward, the equipment is all of the highest level, and even the protective fence is a special alloy, even if it is an RPG bomb, it may not be able to bomb and deform.

But now, the guardrail of the special alloy was bent by 180 degrees, as if it had been trampled by a fierce beast.

"Boom-"

I don't know who swallowed the sound of saliva, which woke up several big men in black and stepped forward in a panic to care.

"Young Master Bai Baihua, you... You okay? ”

"This, you can't blame us for this."

Looking at the crying expressions of several bodyguards, the black-haired girl was even more amazed.

Bai Hua, on the other hand, opened his eyes with a depressed face and looked around blankly.

"Uh, what am I?"

"You... No, you fell out of bed. The leading man responded tremblingly, and said with some unspeakability: "That, Young Master Bai Hua, this matter can be ······ on the boss's side."

Bai Hualeng paused for a moment, and immediately reacted, obviously knowing what Liz would do.

"Huh? Oh, I won't say it on William's side, it's none of your business. ”

Hearing this, several bodyguards breathed a sigh of relief and cared for a while, and then exited the room under Bai Hua's order.

After a while, Bai Hua held his forehead and sighed, perceiving that his body was full of cold sweat, and his eyes showed helplessness.

"It's a shame to fall into that nightmare again."

That's right, some of the previous ones were all nightmares.

However, with his knowledge, of course, he understands that the so-called thinking day and night dreaming, the so-called dreams, are all reflections of reality, the subconscious that is suppressed when he is awake.

Especially from the warlock's point of view, the nightmare is the appearance of the soul.

The previous nightmare was proof that his soul had been tainted with resentment, blood, and death after countless killings.

"How many times has this been?"

Since being sealed, I have fallen into the same nightmare countless times.

Whenever he thinks he can be forgiven, he forgets the sins he has committed in the past, and when night falls, the nightmare will come as scheduled, reminding him not to forget the fact that he is a butcher.

Thanks to this, Bai Hua's anger has not been washed away in the three years he has been in this world.

Every time I wake up from a nightmare, the tyranny in my heart will be rejuvenated again.

But in the final analysis, Bai Hua himself is an existence above the rules and the world, and the power he wields, even if he destroys the world, it is only a thought, and it is impossible for curses and undead to affect him at all.

The nightmare is nothing more than that he didn't forgive himself.

Deep down in his heart, he never let go of himself.

"Ahh

Shaking his head, he looked at the other person in the room.