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Chapter 66 Dark Journey(2/3)

I want that light, I want that light.

Pick off the stars in the sky and embrace the light into the soul.

Every minute and every thrift of experience the light, possess that light, and become that light.

The stars are extinguished one by one, and the monsters grow day by day.

It suddenly heard the same sound in its body.

That was the cry of the soul who thought it had long been dissolved in the darkness.

No, that's right, because it's that darkness.

Gather all the voices of the dead and evoke the desire in the heart.

I want that light—

I want that light-

I am determined by death, and I am always in darkness.

But I also saw the light, and I realized my darkness.

With pursuit, I realized my dislike for **.

Without light, darkness does not exist.

There is no hope, and despair will never appear.

But the radiance of light caused the world of death to be restless towards life.

Why did I exist in darkness since I was born, and why did I have nothing at the beginning?

I want light-

Take the light into existence.

Take that world into existence.

Driven by desire from the origin, it pursues the gaps leading to rebirth in the world of death.

Embrace every light that flashes in the darkness into the soul, absorb every light, and analyze every star.

——However, there is no information on how to obtain life.

——Life has never had the memory of why.

No matter how much soul it absorbs or how much light it swallows, it cannot obtain how it turns into that life and obtains the information of that light.

All it gets is memory.

Memories of pain, memories of happiness.

Memories that have, memories that have lost.

All emotions and thoughts are free to escape in the darkness.

All will and all faiths gush out in the darkness.

It is sad, happy, painful, resentful, and the soul that has lost its physical limitations erects all emotions at the same time. Finally, all thoughts go to its end, allowing the singing of all souls to reach the peak end.

--die.

Assassinate and die, strangle and die, hit and die, kill and die.

Greed to death, despair to death, negligence to death, pride to death.

He was full of resentment and hatred, died of despair in his heart, burned in anger, and died of grief, anger and helplessness.

Why does human beings have no one to understand?

Why do people die because they have endless sins?

The sin of greed, the sin of resentment, the sin of selfish desire, the sin of unconsciousness, the sin of arrogance, the crime of fraud, theft, the crime of self-harm, the crime of **, the crime of plunder, the crime of infringement, and the crime of negligence.

Crime for the sake of profit, crime for the sake of self-obtainment, crime for the sake of love, crime for virtue, crime for the sake of covering up mistakes.

sin, sin, sin, sin, sin, sin, sin, sin, sin, sin, sin, sin, sin, sin, sin, sin, sin.

Death, death, death, death, death, death, death, death, death, death, death, death, death, death, death, death, death, death, death, death, death, death.

Hate, hatred, hatred, hatred, hatred, hatred, hatred, hatred, hatred, hatred, hatred, hatred, hatred, hatred, hatred, hatred, hatred, hatred.

——Absorb all souls, learn all deaths, and possess all hatred.

——Hate death, hate life, and turn all feelings into its resentment.

——Hate curses, hate plunder, and turn all resentment into its motivation.

Flow all your will to that world of life.

Pollut everything, absorb everything, and plunder everything.

Either submerge all light in darkness or ignite yourself into the brightest light.

~~~~~~~ World~~ Need~~ Divide~~ Line~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

A mysterious light lit up in the darkness, awakening him who was sleeping.

No, he was awake, but he couldn't see, listen, smell, or feel.

He lost his body and lost the catalyst to contact the world. Even if he could still think, it was no different from death.

The world he lives in is the absolutely dark world of death.

However, a certain light illuminated the dark world where his mind was, awakening his consciousness.

It was just a flash of light from a distant star, but he felt that all his soul was bathed in light.

The spirit was so warm, and the thoughts that had been frozen for a long time were so active, he realized his existence like never before.

No, it's not just that.

This is the second time.

Awakening thoughts tell yourself this way.

As last time, he seemed to have become the star that just illuminated him, emitting brilliant light in the endless darkness.

He had no way of knowing what the stars were.

He is not that star, the little starlight is projecting a bright beam into his soul in the distant sky.

He felt that he was the stars, so he searched through everything he could recognize in his soul, but he did not find the source of light.

The light shines out from his soul like a phantom, and then projectes into his soul, passing through the soul into an unknown hole.

The contradictory feeling made him feel as if his soul had been split halfway, and a part was hidden in the unknowable void.

He stopped thinking when he could not get the result, and his thinking suddenly cheered up and moved through the endless darkness more actively.

——Be sure to leave here.

He who had lost all his feelings must leave here before the light disappeared.

He must leave this darkness, and he never wants to return to the chaos before he woke up.

When he recovered all his feelings again and began to feel the darkness with his heart, a voice that could not be avoided returned to his ears.

The ugly sound like a crow appeared more and more clearly in his ears as his consciousness became more and more clear.

"Hehehehe... It's such a perfect container. It can not only tolerate the evil of this world that has grown to such a state, but also exert such a level of power. There are such perfect works in the world--!"

In a dark space where even the dimension does not exist, a soul is emitting a praise of praise.

Something that has always existed here is admiring all his struggles and enjoying it.

Angry feelings surged from the bottom of his heart, making him ignore the audience's unpleasant voice mixed with the surprise.

If it is a real hero, when he first comes into contact with the black shadow, he will be digested by the other party.

If it is a real human, its fragile body is nothing more than food swallowed by enemies and bones.

He survived, who was neither a heroic spirit nor a human.

The body that had been swallowed was even dissolved in the skin and flesh, but he was discharged as an indigested debris.

The remaining flesh and blood were made into limbs controlled by the other party, and the ability to be engraved deep in the doll helped him grow new flesh and blood again.

The impulse from the origin, which manifests itself as the instinct to devour everything, drives Asu's body to move, longing all the time, devouring countless bright and dim souls in this world.

The monster that cannot satisfy the desires of the entire world, the ** mapped from its origin to the flesh occupy all consciousness that manipulates the body.

When a blue follower of the soul appeared in its field of vision, it flew into the flames like a moth.

Before, it consumed too much magic power when competing for the body with Asu, and its state dropped to the point where it could not become a rival to the lancer, and could only add some insignificant wounds to the opponent little by little.

However, the power of death in the wound gave Lancer the highest vigilance, and directly determined the outcome of the battle with the killing instrument.

Its heart was pierced and bones were cut off. By human standards, it had no chance of turning the tables after its defeat.

Just when the other party was careless, the black shadows wandering on the ground enveloped the body of the blue beast.

Without even the consciousness of resistance, Lancer's body was contaminated into black, dissolved into liquid, flowing between its reorganized limbs, and finally a new body was born, becoming a body that once again matched the real heroic spirit.
To be continued...
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