doom knight

For the next two days, Ellen strangely didn't have any fights.

Frege also accidentally got the news that "General Cadiz is coming back".Today, all the rebels who were originally stationed outside the city were evacuated to the city behind.

It seems that the rebels will not attack rashly - if they don't want to be defeated by the enemy and wiped out.

After receiving the news, Ellen City finally got a rare chance to breathe. Although Frege still warned the defenders not to relax their vigilance, even he himself believed that at least there would be no more battles today.

The news that General Caddis will arrive in Ellen tomorrow morning became everyone's reassurance. Even Yinxi was disappointed and complained to Frege that the original war might be delayed.

Today's weather was exceptionally fine, Frege walked out of the temple and came to the nearby cemetery.This is the only home for the souls of soldiers who died on the battlefield.

Frege stood by the newest grave, his eyes calm and gentle.

He lightly stroked the writing on the cold tombstone with his fingers, and the sunlight fell on the tombstone, a little dazzling.

Regardless of everyone's objections, he buried Lan Nuo, who was notorious as a "traitor", here.

If fate can be reversed, if this country can survive——General Lan Nuo, please stay here and wait quietly for this moment to come.

Frege said softly to the tombstone in his heart.

At this time, a white flower suddenly fell on the marble altar by his hand, and then a shadow enveloped him.

Frege turned his head subconsciously, so surprised that he couldn't recover for a long time.

The boy standing silently behind him, his short orange hair was blown a little messy by the early winter wind, and there was no trace of weakness or confusion in his eyes of the same color. The huge red cloak behind him rolled up as if alive, and a sheathless cloak hung around his waist long sword.

Appeared silently—the rebel leader Luther.

"When I arrived, they told me that you had taken away General Lanno's body." He didn't seem to care about Frege's surprise, he just stared at the cold tombstone and said softly, "I wanted to put His body was recovered, but..."

When the pair of sharp and clean orange eyes looked at him, Frege couldn't help but flinch, and then he heard the firm voice say: "But, General Lano probably also wants to welcome our army here to enter the city of Ellen. Bar!"

In front of this young man, Frege always felt that what he was guarding was so filthy. Like all the buffoons in the past, he ridiculously wanted to use his inconspicuous strength to resist the torrent of history.

The appearance of this young man is an established destiny, is he destined to save this country?

Fate has chosen the right person long ago, no matter how much the price is paid, history will still walk on its track...

"Guangdi..." Luther looked at the young priest shrouded in his own shadow, "Is this your address?"

Frege bit his lip and said nothing.

"Can you hear the will of God?" Luther asked again.

Frege remained silent.

Luther reached out and gently pinched his chin, forcing him to look at himself. "Did God say something?"

Frege couldn't meet the eyes of this man, just like he couldn't meet Lanno's dead eyes.His lips trembled a little, and his voice became fragmented. "God, god... didn't say anything."

"Really..." Luther narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at him.

The legendary Emperor Guang looked so weak, so weak that people couldn't bear to hurt him, and people couldn't help but want to protect him...

On that day, who told himself that Emperor Guang waved his huge white wings and descended on the flood-like army, bringing the god of death from hell to hunt down and kill Lan Nuo?

Is it this weak young man, so much blood and killing is because of this seemingly defenseless person?

The young rebel leader bent slightly and stared at that face. His delicate eyebrows were covered with long eyelashes, and his blue eyes were as clear as the sky of the northern ice field.His skin was a little pale, and his lips, which seemed to be bitten by his teeth due to fear, were faintly bloody...

So the God of Death can be so beautiful and weak?

Luther let go of Frege's chin, and his fingers still had the warmth of the other party, as soft as the white flowers that had just been placed in front of Lan Nuo's tomb.

Just as Frege breathed a sigh of relief, the other party suddenly pressed his shoulders and pressed him onto the cold tombstone.

His body hit the hard marble, causing Frege to groan slightly.

Luther's voice rang in his ears. "I'll let you see...the day Lanno was surrounded by glory."

A firm and confident oath, at this moment, Frege has no doubts that this person will do what he says.

Looking past the boy's fluttering orange hair, he saw the blood-red cloak fluttering in the wind, like the blood of countless martyrs...

"I'm sorry..." Frege whispered.

The more you stare at him, the more you will disappear—the courage to refuse Luther's invitation on the day Lan Nuo betrayed him.

The more you watch, the more you understand—all this is just a powerless struggle.

Luther was startled, "What?"

White and soft fingers gently pulled his wrist, without strength but warmth.Obviously, he could break free easily, but Luther let him hold his wrist, and those eyes looked at him——

"I'm sorry, I'm bound to be a stumbling block in your path..." Frege's voice was as clear as a crashing crystal, "but... sorry, this is what I was destined to do."

Luther stared at him with determined eyes.Are there such martyrs?For the country that is about to collapse, do you not hesitate to burn the last flame of your life?

"If... it's you..." Looking at the young king, Frege thought of Lan Nuo's words.If...you become king, this country will prosper again.So... just do it.

Frege took each other's hand.Unlike his own hand, it is strong and rough, it is a hand that has lived in battle for many years, a hand that holds a huge sword, and can cut even the thread of fate.

He bowed his head and kissed Luther's hand.If he died at the hands of such a person, there would probably be nothing to complain about.

"What, what are you doing!" But Luther withdrew his hand abruptly, staring at the person leaning on the tombstone with his orange eyes.

Because the force of the sudden withdrawal was a bit strong, Frege's hand was violently thrown away.

The moonlight-colored hair slipped from his shoulders, his lips were rosy from his own bite just now, and the neckline of the wide priest's robe revealed the delicate collarbone...

For some reason, Luther's heart was beating violently uncontrollably. He snorted coldly, turned around and wanted to leave here. After all, this is the enemy's place.

"Master Luther..."

The great priest behind him suddenly stopped him.

"Lano and I...wait for you here."

Luther didn't look back, and his slender figure quickly disappeared from Frege's sight.

"What a bold move..." At some point, Yinxi was already standing beside Frege.

Seeing that Frege was still looking at the direction where Luther disappeared, he pinched his chin dissatisfied and made him look at himself. "Do you think he's better?"

"What?" Frege looked blankly at the man's slightly angry eyes, "What did you say?"

"You were seducing him just now." Eun-hee said with certainty.

"Do I have it?" Frege was even more at a loss, carefully recalling what happened just now, and finally raised his head in distress, "What do you mean?"

Yinxi narrowed her black eyes, "When you kissed his hand."

Frege parted his lips in surprise, and it took him a while to make a sound, "He knows...that was a hand kiss, right?"

"I guess he doesn't know," Yinxi said nonchalantly.

"But...all kings will accept the priest's hand kiss." Frege blinked, and he could see that he was a little flustered.

Yinxi mocked, "He's not a king yet, and he certainly doesn't know that you are kissing hands."

Frege sat beside the tombstone in distress, with the white flowers brought by Luther in his hand.

Yinxi bent down jealously and picked him up.But Frege didn't resist, and leaned meekly in his arms, the expression on his face seemed to be still troubled by the action that caused the misunderstanding.

Luther sat on a large chair, and now all the troops have been transferred back, and the fortress is armed like a copper wall.

"Damn, they are so arrogant!" Alice, who hadn't seen her for a long time, gritted her teeth and held the staff.

General Lan Nuo was killed, and Ram lost his eyesight. In just a few days, one died and the other was seriously injured.

When she came back, she even heard that Emperor Guang and Emperor Jian broke into the camp alone to hunt down Lan Nuo and Ram.Thousands of soldiers were killed and wounded...

Alice looked up at the main seat, Luther seemed to be thinking about something with his chin propped up, and didn't respond to what she just said.

"Lord Luther?" She tilted her head and called out.

Luther felt that his fingers were still a little hot.Is it because of being kissed by that person?

At that time—

The man's cool lips pressed against his fingertips.

His fingers seemed to be trembling, his hand, which was still stable even in the face of a strong enemy, was shaken at that moment——

Luther thought about this almost angrily.That person looked up at him so softly, with a delicate chin, a graceful neck, and under the loose robe, the petal-like pink on the skin could be faintly seen...

Is that a trace of lust, left when he was possessed by that man?

Luther thought of the man who was like the god of death in the night,

Did he ever toss and turn Cheng Huan under that man?

Thinking of this, he stood up involuntarily.The irritability that hadn't appeared for a long time infected him.

Moaning under that man?Were you violated by that man's kiss...

"Master Luther?" Alice looked at the leader walking around like an irritable lion in confusion, and finally turned and left.

"Hey! Who cares about me!" Alice watched him leave in surprise, and then yelled, "My God! I've only been away for a few days, what happened!"

Frege stands in the empty temple.

Ordinary priests are not allowed to enter the temple at night, but it doesn't matter what the great priest says.

Surrounded by bright candles, the entire temple is illuminated like daylight, because darkness is not allowed in the temple of the God of Light.

But... no matter how many candles are lit, there will be shadows.

Light and darkness can never be separated, destined to be entangled to the end of the world.

On the huge altar in the center is the most just and great god among the gods, the god of light.

Since the beginning of civilization on this continent, the belief in the God of Light has never stopped.

During the prosperous period of religion, almost every country had a shrine to the God of Light, and even a small village would enshrine the God of Light.All priests are respected by the people and nobles, even the king will follow the advice of the great priest at that time.

Three centuries ago, after the gods turned their backs on the continent, faith began to decline.Although there is no definite news, the news of the departure of the gods has spread to the entire continent like rumors.Even though the human king killed the Zimu clan, he still couldn't stop the news from leaking.

People who have lost their faith are hesitant and timid, and the belief in the God of Light has unknowingly become a means for the ruling class to maintain power.

Frege stood in front of the statue, looking up at the stone figure.

A stone is just a stone, and I'm afraid it can't save anyone.

"No wonder I can't find you anywhere, so you are here," Yinxi's voice came from behind him, and Frege still maintained his praying posture without turning around.

Standing behind him, Yinxi suddenly remembered that when he first saw Frege, he prayed so quietly in the temple.

That day...it seemed to be night.

He had come to kill, for with his hatred of the gods he felt that only more blood could appease his restlessness.

Of course, that is not in Ellen's temple, but in the holy mountain, the temple in front of the dwelling place of the gods.

It was very quiet that night, and there was no sound when he pushed open the heavy door. In the empty temple, there was only the cold air from the mountains and the smell of burning candles.

The entire temple was shrouded in magic light balls, which floated lightly in the air, like stars in the distant night sky, and below was a sea of ​​light composed of candles.

At that time, there was only one person in the temple. His light golden hair was reflected by the light, like the silver moonlight on the desert, and the white priest's robe covered the cold marble.

Eun-hee walked up to the man.Delicate features, drooping eyelids, and his hands clasped across his chest in a prayerful pose.

When Eun-hee appeared, he was a little surprised, with confusion in his blue eyes.

Of course he would be confused, because there was a guard at the gate to ensure that no one could disturb the prayers of the High Priest.

Yinxi's body exudes a bloody smell, which cannot be concealed by the clean air.

"Are you praying?" Yinxi asked softly.

"I'm praying," Frege said, without asking what happened to the guard at the door, the blood said it all. "For...the undead who died."

"They're gone, don't you know?" Yin Xi narrowed his eyes. In this world, apart from the dead Purple Eyes and the human king who tried their best to hide it, he is probably the only one who knows that the gods have left.

Frege was surprisingly calm. "I know, that's why I came here."

Yinxi reached out and pinched his chin, making him look up. "Really? Then do you know that, in fact... there is still a god who hasn't left?"

Of course, the subsequent development was somewhat unexpected——Yinxi rarely shook her head in self-deprecating manner.

They fought.He originally thought that with the departure of the god, any light magic would be invalid, but in fact, it still firmly suppressed the darkness.

The God of Slaughter has no interest in magic. Even among the gods, there are warriors and mages. Of course he belongs to warriors.

Although he was able to kill Frege at that time, but...

But in the end, he still lost to him, together with Lianxin...

Yinxi found it interesting to recall the past. He originally wanted to take revenge, but in the end he chose to forgive.Up to now, I am even a little grateful. If they hadn't kept him at that time, they definitely wouldn't have seen this person...

Yinxi stretched out her arms and hugged Frege from behind, buried her face on his shoulders, her light golden hair was as soft as the morning light.

The person in his arms struggled and then obeyed.

"I'm praying," Frege said, frowning.

"What's the use, it's more practical to please me..." Yinxi rubbed his hair with the tip of her nose, and then bit his neck.

The body in his arms flinched, but he didn't break away from him.

This is the truth, Yin Xi thought, after all the gods are not here, the only one is the God of Slaughter.

There were pink hickeys on the soft skin from sucking that morning, on his shoulders, on his chest... on his flat belly, on the side of his waist, and on the inside of his thighs...

When Yinxi thought this way, she put her hand on Frege's waist, and gently stroked it through the fabric with an erotic meaning.

Frege's waist didn't have a trace of fat, and when he hit it, his waist would arch into a seductive line, and when he twisted, he could drive people crazy...

"Yinxi..." The slight scolding did not have the effect of stopping, but more like a kind of urging.

"When you locked me up because of that idiot king..." Yinxi's soft question made Frege's body stiffen and he stopped resisting. "Did you feel lonely then?"

"I..." Frege's voice trembled, his soft fingertips pressed down on his wrist.

"Did you miss me in the past three years?" Yin Xi asked softly, "Did you miss me hugging you like this? Did you feel empty in your body? Did you find another man?"

When asked this sentence, Eun-hee bit his earlobe punishingly.

Of course he knew that he did not go to another man. The night he regained his freedom, he knew when he entered his body that his body was still only open for him.

"...I'm sorry," Frege held Yinxi's wrist, and the other's words cut through his heart like a knife blade, which was the guilt he had always felt towards Yinxi. "sorry……"

When the king decided to use all his troops to deal with Yinxi, in order not to let innocent soldiers die tragically, he had no choice but to lock Yinxi up.

And even in the face of the emptiness and silence of the prison, that man still listened to his request...

Those nights of crazy entanglement, those caring for each other during the trip, before those devastating disasters... This man always allows himself to be self-willed, even now...

"sorry……"

Crystal-like tears fell on the back of Yinxi's hand, which made him startled. Originally, he just wanted to tease Frege, but he didn't expect the other party to cry.

To be honest, except for that time, he had never seen Frege cry.

He turned the person in his arms around and wiped away his tears in a panic.

But the tears fell more and more, and there was a soft sobbing sound, which made Yinxi regret it.

He really shouldn't have teased him like that.He bent down and kissed the teardrops in the corners of Frege's eyes.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Frege kept apologizing while grabbing Yinxi's wrist.

"Don't cry." Yinxi looked at him almost helplessly, it was the second time he tasted the taste of salty tears.The first time was when Frege's friend died, which made Yinxi jealous, and even wondered if Frege would cry like this if he was the one who died...

But now he finds that if the other party really cries because of him, he feels his heart hurts.He himself also thinks this is a very contradictory thing. He hopes that the other party cares about him, but he doesn't want to see the other party cry for him...

"Don't cry..." Yinxi comforted him in a hurry, "I shouldn't have said those words...don't cry, what do you want from me..."

But the other party just grabbed his skirt and cried harder.

"It's only been three years, nothing much." Yinxi continued to say comforting words clumsily, "It's just boring...Okay, okay, don't cry..."

"I'm sorry... I shouldn't have locked you up..." Frege sobbed softly. He had never been so open about his mistakes so far. "I shouldn't have let you guard this dilapidated country with me... I shouldn't have dragged you together... But, but... I'm sorry... I just don't want to let go... I don't want to be alone, I don't want to be buried alone ...I'm sorry, Eun-hee..."

Yinxi was stunned, and stood there a little at a loss, listening to Frege's confession that he never said.

"I'm sorry, Yinxi..." His crying voice echoed in the empty temple. "I'm sorry...I don't want to be alone...I'm selfish, I, I always let you kill people...I'm sorry...for my own sake...but I dragged you in."

This resolute and holy man, crying like a child in his arms, with trembling shoulders, unstoppable tears, regretful but sincere apology...

Yinxi gently stroked the other party's smooth light golden hair.Finally, he also let go of the mask he has always been, and frankly faced his own desires and selfishness...

"I'm sorry..." That delicate face lifted up slightly, showing a rare weakness and guilt.

"I hate this country very much," Yin Xi said softly, "I hate this country that binds you, I hate this country's inexplicable politics, and I hate incompetent people who put on an arrogant face."

Frege looked at the handsome man in front of him, he knew that Yinxi would face his heart frankly at any time.Hate is hate, like is like, there is no gray area, do things completely according to your own preferences, so free and powerful...

"I hate all of this," Yinxi continued, "but if you feel that the promise to Yorsi is worth your life to protect, then I will be with you, even in this filthy and corrupt country. It's not worth your and my efforts for it, but..."

Yin Xi paused, bowed her head and kissed away Frege's tears. "If this is your wish, if you want to be with me, even if the ending is destruction...then, I accept your apology and your invitation."

"Yinxi..."

Frege knew this man would be like this, even if it was because of his own selfishness, this man would forgive and do what he said.

However, the tears... still couldn't stop.

"Hey, I've accepted the apology, why are you still crying..."

Still...can't stop, still feel very guilty.Yinxi... I just don't want to let you go, I don't, I don't want to bear such a burden alone.

"Oh, you, it's always like this..."

The gentle kiss and gentle words made me even more unwilling to let go.

Everyone thinks that you have been occupying me and refuse to let me go, but...in fact, I don't want to let you go, it's me...that wants to monopolize you.

"Yinxi...Yinxi..." Frege leaned into Yinxi's arms, "Hold me..."

It seems that in Yinxi's arms, there is nothing to be afraid of. Yinxi can resist all dangers and bring him unparalleled safety.

"Yinxi...Yinxi...I love you..." Frege whispered, "So, even if it's destruction... let's be together."

"it is good."

Gentle kisses fell on his hair.