Hearing this sentence, which seemed to know him, Yorks only felt that Alais, who slowly got up in front of him and was wearing a black dress, felt a little awkward in his heart.

Because of the black dress in front of her, Alesha, really looks like another little Sharon.

It's just a difference in clothes and temperament.

Even the ontological Alesa is like that.

So the realization that this brings him is that the little Sharon he is holding now is actually also Alesa, although they are all part of the ontological Alesa.

Thinking of this, York's heart suddenly became more awkward.

"You know me?"

Azsa, who was dressed in black, got up from the sea level and glanced at the apocalyptic scene around her, with a very mischievous expression on her face.

"I know." She said, watching the fragments of faith on it being shattered by the white pillar of holy power, and the high black waves being smashed by the white torrent, her heart was extremely happy, and the posture she showed was really like an elf that was jumping out of the way and was choreographing and dancing.

"Because I'm being held by you right now."

As she spoke, Alaissa, in a black dress, slowly walked towards York in front of her, the black sea level rippling one after another under her steps.

"Uncle York." She said with a smile.

York's face was expressionless, staring at Alesa in a seductive-looking but mischievous black dress, not really believing her words, although he knew what she meant.

"yes, I don't know you."

York's left hand propped up the sleeping little Sharon and said seriously.

"Little Sharon is little Sharon, you are you."

"Uncle York, you're so sad." The black dress Alaisa stopped half a meter away from York's face, and there was a really sad expression on her face, dripping some black sewage, which made people feel a little unreal.

A word popped into York's head.

Two words, that is sick Jiao.

In the previous life, the word sick Jiao mostly refers to a complex and extreme character trait, in general, the sick Jiao is actually a bit of a psychotic component, once this kind of person falls into madness, ordinary people can't think of what this kind of person will do.

Because of the illness, it is really difficult to control.

Perhaps seeing that he was silent, the black dress Alaissa turned, and the ripples beneath her feet swayed farther away.

But the apocalyptic scene outside has come to an end, and the cage-like fragments have begun to collapse, and when the black waves are crushed by the white torrent, white light has appeared outside, and the black ocean has begun to spread from afar.

This means that when the black ocean under her feet turns white, her black dress Alaisa should also be purified like the black ocean.

But the black dress Alaisa didn't care at all, but kept smiling and said with a smile.

"Uncle York, in fact, I, Little Sharon, and Origin are all a trinity."

The black dress Alaisa stretched out her hand, nodded herself, and then nodded in front of her, and pointed at the little Sharon in his arms, but at this moment, York saw the loss and envy flashing in the eyes of the black dress Alaissa.

"Little Sharon is me, I am also Little Sharon, and I am also the original Alesa, so I can feel your warmth."

She nodded earnestly, "Well, it's warm, this warmth is something I've felt for the first time since I was born, and I've been observing the outside world through little Sharon, as if she was living outside." ”

Yorks stood quietly, just staring at the black dress in front of him, a little silent.

The three-dimensional picture feels the changes in this dark world, and now that I think about it seriously, at this point, the girl in front of me seems to be unable to do anything.

When fighting, only the person concerned can understand the difference between the strength and weakness of the enemy and the enemy, and in his heart, this world containing dark power is actually the most powerful than a quarter of the world of rotten seeds.

That's why at the beginning, he felt that drawing a quarter was enough, enough for him to destroy the black dress Aresha in front of him

She said that in experiencing the love of her parents, she felt that her parents were the gods in her eyes.

Alaissa, who was in a black dress, tilted her head and said with a smile.

"You know, Uncle York, these words are ridiculous to me, I think so, the whole world of humanity deserves to die, how disgusting the filth in their brains, their blood and hearts are all black,

I've always thought this way, so I feel more and more that the source is not me, and Sharon Jr. is not me, I want to devour them and become my true self.

But when I saw her, I finally understood what warmth was. ”

Yorkes stared at the black dress in front of him, who spoke very vividly, and finally sighed in his heart, but he didn't relent.

Because there is no right or wrong in things, there are only different positions, he probably understood the words of the black dress Alaissa, but he also didn't think that this Alaisa born from the darkness would stop because of him, it is certain that everyone should die except him.

Just like in the Silent Hill movie, only Alesa's two mothers survived, confirming that the mother is actually God in the eyes of the child.

Rumble!

The white torrent outside had taken over everything, and it began to cover the black ocean beneath its feet as if it had been contaminated with this world.

At this time, there were only a few dozen meters left from them.

"You're not going to do it?" York sighed, looking at the black dress in front of him, who had deliberately stopped half a meter away.

In fact, the core power is her, and this world is at best an extension of the spiritual world of the black dress Alesa, so she can escape and resist.

The black dress Alaisa smiled and shook her head,

"Uncle York, you are actually the sun in my eyes, and for Origin or Sharon Jr., parents are gods in their eyes, and you are the god in my eyes."

Her smile was a little bright.

"I know you want to kill me, and if I am killed by you, I am willing."

York shook his head, "I don't understand. ”

The sentence was vague, but the black dress Alaisa smiled.

"When little Sharon sleeps, I am always watching you, being by your side, talking with the believers, you reading, you eating, including sleeping, all in my eyes, you don't understand, but I understand why I am like this,

Because you are inherently special. ”

York was stunned and looked at the black dress in front of him, Aleesa.

At this time, the white torrent had already risen hundreds of meters with a huge roar, and it was pressing down towards the two of them.

At this time, the black-dressed Alaisa opened her hand, but did not take half a step forward, but said with a smile in a smile.

"Uncle York, I want to hug you, is that okay?"

Confirming that the black-dressed Alaisa had lost the chance to escape and resist, York took a deep breath and nodded softly at the moment when the huge wave was about to be pressed down.

"If You"

Before he could finish speaking, in his eyes the next second, the black-dressed Alaisa showed a very beautiful smile and trotted over.

It's like what he sees and feels in the car.

The endless ruins, piercing through one steel frame after another that were burned by the flames, turned into a huge white wave in the sky at this moment.

With a bang, the white waves exploded and turned into powder-like dots, and the black world that was originally like a cage became a white world.

The black ocean under his feet has also turned into a white sea of holy power.

York looked down.

The waist has long been surrounded by a small hand, originally wearing a black and dirty dress, there are black lava-like marks under her eyes, and the black dress with her hair scattered does not know when, it turned into another shape under the influence of holy power.

A white dress, a clean face, a clean smile.

"Uncle York," she smiled, looking up, her smile as bright as a flower, and no longer had the seductive and sickly feeling she had before.

"I've finally got you."

As soon as she finished speaking, her figure instantly became illusory.

"You," York's right hand stretched out and pressed down.

In the end, the little girl in front of her had disappeared completely under the illusion, and her hand fell into the void, and there was nothing.

Yorkes was stunned for a moment, and his heart was really a little complicated, so complicated that it made him silent.

The last words of the black dress Alesa rang in his ears.

"Uncle York, I don't want to live like this, I want to live in your memory, because maybe that's who I am."

Looking at the white world where there was nothing, but there were dots of light and crystals flying in the sky, Yorks smiled bitterly in his heart.

"What's going on?"

What the black dress Alaisa said was right, with his current brain, a few layers of memory than he could never forget, I am afraid he really can't forget her things.

This is equivalent to what she said before she died, living in his memory.

Without him, although she didn't seem to have anything to do with the black dress Alaissa, what she did was enough to catch him off guard, and he was still thinking about a big fight, but it ended in this special way.

The other party obviously deliberately sent him to death.

But after thinking about it, instead of being controlled by dark humans, it seems that death is not a big deal,

As the black dress Alaisa said, she didn't want to live like this, she hated all the humans in the world, and how could she let humans control her actions and draw on their own power.

"Forget it."

Thinking of this, York let out a long breath and glanced at little Sharon's situation.

Little Sharon was still sleeping deeply.

"That's probably the end of it."

Yorkes was prepared, and the moment Alaisa disappeared in the black dress, the mechanical sound in his ears had already sounded.

［…… ］

[Condition met: Trigger random quest, Indian deity]

[Quest Requirements: Eliminate the Source of the Contamination (Completed)]

[Reward: +20 Attribute Points (Granted)]

［…… ］

"So you're really dead." York couldn't help but think of the dissipating black dress of Alaissa.

After a moment of silence, Yorkes put away his mood, looked at the entire white world composed of the ocean of holy power, looked at the endless balance line, and waved his right hand.

The entire white world vanished, and under York's will, it returned to his body.

[Spirit/Holy Power: 403+99000000 (consumables)/403+990000000 (consumables) (Note: Recover a little every minute)]

With the recovery of the Holy Force, the white world disappears and the environment returns to its original appearance.

At this time, it is no longer the maroon world of the black dress Alesha, but the gray-white, gray world.

Without the black dress of Alaissa, the inner world has disappeared, leaving only the original suppressed, surrounded, and imprisoned surface world.

This is the origin of the black dress Aleisha's mouth, the power of the essence of Aleisha in his mouth.

"Is this the place?"

With mixed emotions, York glanced at his surroundings.

The inner world is not a one-to-one replica of the real world, but another world based on the dark power and spirit of the black dress Alaissa, transformed by those dark faith fragments.

But the world of the table in general is actually created in a one-to-one ratio to imitate the real world.

Looking at the front yard plaza with the same layout as the outside of the church, York shook his head inwardly and walked towards the main building in front of him, which was the church.

In his diorama, there is nothing in this church, no row of stools, no image of Jesus.

In the empty hall was a white bed, on which was sleeping a girl who looked exactly like little Sharon.

"This is the essence of little Sharon, the god that the Indians believe in and avenge for the Indians."

York stopped in front of the closed gate, and instead of forcibly breaking it with his telekinesis, he stretched out his right hand and gently pushed open the door in front of him.

Little Sharon is innocent and lively, and the black dress Alaisa is sick and charming, and this Alaisa lying on the bed is as demure as ever, which makes people feel that this is a little girl who is easy to be shy and afraid of life.

"Reminds me of my deacon, little nun Irene."

York looked at the bed in the center and walked slowly.

After the incident with the black dress Alaissa, he was really a little unsure of the situation of this ontology Alaissa.

When he got to the bedside, York looked at the god lying on the bed and couldn't help but take a breath.

"It's a little tricky, huh?"

Earlier, he did see this Alesa awake, and now the sleeping beauty was so deep that he didn't know what to do.

"Wake up!"

Yorkes thought about it, but still stretched out his right hand and gently patted the face of Alaisa in front of him.

"The sun is going to burn your ass, don't sleep, little girl!"

It's a pity that this girl still sleeps soundly, just like little Sharon.

York couldn't help but push a little harder.

"Wake up! Wake up! ”

Then he saw something, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

After he used a little force, the Aretha still didn't open her eyes, but her eyelids moved.

So pretending to be asleep? Is this sure to be a god on high? Fake?

Yorks was a little speechless, and the initial impression of the gods in his heart was shattered, he stopped moving, and said.

"If you don't wake up, then I'll be gone."

This time, Alesa, who was lying on the bed, couldn't play anymore, and she opened her eyes directly.

York's eyes shone like stars, and he put away some of the debris that were all over the ground.

Alaisa sat up, looked at York, lowered her head, reached out and grabbed his clothes, and whispered.

"Don't go, Uncle York."

(End of chapter)