Heartbreaker

——Lemon, did you see that?

——The only one who can accompany you to the end is really only me.

[Nine years ago, Wanjiang Empire, the woods outside the palace. 】

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

The warm sunlight poured down from the sky, and the boy was weeping, lying stiff on the grass.

At that time, he turned into a group of fierce poisonous bees, wrapped the little prince under the bee needles, and bit every inch of delicate skin.He could hear the child's desperate cry, the trembling of fear, and the broken voice of his heart.It is very light, but it makes him as happy as hearing the sound of nature.

"Ah...ah..."

The boy whimpered louder.He noticed that the other party was trying to move his fingers, so he deliberately stayed on the child's fingers, piercing the bee needle deeply into the flesh, and didn't stop until the other party dared not move at all.

This will be the beginning of your unraveling, Lemon.

you are mine.

This is what I give you, the brand of sin.It will slowly grow in your heart, condense a cancerous tumor, and spread to the entire heart.

His slender feet like a poisonous bee touched the boy's blood and tears, and he smiled contentedly.

[Two years ago, Huapai Town. 】

"Ah ah ah ah..."

The screams echoed in the cell in the middle of the night. The wizard's body was torn apart, his throat was severed, and blood flowed horizontally.

The man in a black cloak and smoking a pipe stared at the blood on the blade and muttered to himself, "It's time to go to the next place..."

He slipped out of the "beautiful baby" without a trace, and before leaving, he glanced at the woman guarding the shop, and looked away with a sneer after confirming that she was still asleep.

The figure of the man was erratic, and he walked out of Huapai Town in less than a quarter of an hour, and arrived at the barren forest where crows lingered.He walked to the tombstone of the eldest prince of the Wanjiang Empire, stroked the fine sand on the tomb, and smiled softly.

You've been here, my boy.Do you like the poem I wrote for you?

[Two years ago, the northern border, Tattoo Castle. 】

"Heh, the future Lemon Bone Spur? You are alive and well, God has no eyes..."

He walked into the castle, passing by the red-haired boy facing the air like a nightmare.The thin old man smiled slightly, stepped on the damp floor tiles, opened the iron door, and walked into the secret passage.

In front of a wooden door, he stroked the rough surface, stroke by stroke, and carved words on it with a knife:

"Dear Lemon,

I am looking at you,

Always……"

After the whole poem was carved, the old man brushed off the sawdust on it, smiled with satisfaction, and went back the same way, walking to the side of the boy who was still talking to the air.

"Lemon!"

With a whoosh, he exhaled a puff of smoke, waking him up.

[One year ago, Northern Territory, Vulture City. 】

He squinted to see his red-haired boy turn into a blond boy with a heavy crown on his head, and smiled nonchalantly.

—This is what I want to give you, and if I don't want to give it to you, you can't wear it, Lymon.

"Rumours are spreading in the city that the king and the army are being attacked." The boy gritted his teeth and said, "I don't know who are those people who don't know how to live and die, and gossiping about the matter of forging weapons, deliberately discrediting the image of the king."

He looked at the other party's face flushed with anger from a little rumor, and smiled secretly.Even though he was wearing a fur, his boy couldn't hide his childishness.

Turning his pipe, he pretended to be casual and asked, "Then what do you want to do?"

"Use that eye of yours to find the culprit, Chichikov." The boy sneered, "Then, tell me where those people live, and I'll kill them myself!"

He left the royal city that day, walked unsteadily to the lower city, and stopped in front of a simple wooden house.He pushed the door open without hesitation, walked to the innermost bedroom, sat on the bed, like a real old smoker, puffing and puffing.

After a while, a tall girl with short black hair walked in.When the woman saw him, she was startled for a moment, then knelt down and said, "Master."

"Feline, I'm so glad to meet you." He smiled. "You did a good job in what I told you to do before. You gave those three letters of persuasion to the three ministers of Vulture City, and buried them for their future disputes." Hidden danger."

The woman nodded indifferently.

"However, you did some things without telling me..."

He smiled slightly and knocked off the ashes: "The rumors about the king's extortion in the city recently were spread by you, Feilin?"

The woman replied indifferently: "Yes."

He laughed and said, "Why did you do this? Are you dissatisfied with his rule, or are you unwilling to let your beloved become his plaything?"

The woman said coldly, "Forgive me for not wanting to answer, master."

He rubbed his pipe, and didn't care much about the woman's indifferent attitude: "Well, these are not important. I don't need to pursue what you did before, but you have to listen to me next time, otherwise, I will tear you apart skin."

"Yes."

"I will tell the king the place where you held the secret meeting. In less than half a day, he will definitely kill you in the dead of night... I will notify you at that time, and you must rush there in time to make the crimes that were committed by him. The illusion of killing, understand?"

The woman looked up at him: "Master, can I ask you the reason for this arrangement?"

He laughed and said, "Lemon says he doesn't care about Undead Luo, but he is actually very suspicious and sensitive to the people around him. You were once Undead Luo's playmate. After a long time, I am afraid that I will show my feet and be caught by him." See something."

The woman nods.He got up from the bed, smacked his pipe, and said: "After you are 'killed' by him, you will return to the Twilight Empire. When the time is right, I will give you a new task..."

[Half a year ago, Twilight Empire, Church. 】

He took off his disguise, put on a luxurious dress, and sat in the guest room of the bishop with a smile.

"You said, if the master destroys the brain of the undead and successfully performs 'thinking force', what will be the consequences?"

Bishop Douglas Hayden held up the reflective lens, frowned and said, "If it's just a successful 'thinking force', the undead will only show another personality...but if the undead is greatly stimulated during this period, Thoughts that are different from forced infusion thoughts are generated, and there is a high probability that they will collapse and become useless waste, without consciousness, and can be destroyed."

He thought for a while and asked, "What if the master doesn't want the undead to be destroyed?"

Douglas smiled in disbelief: "Will there be such a master? The aftereffects of 'Thinking Infusion' are difficult to get rid of. If the master wants this kind of undead to return to normal, he has to sacrifice his own lifespan to reinfuse the undead with vitality... "

"So that's it, thank you for your explanation." He smiled, "By the way, Bishop Hayden, in the next period of time, let's strengthen the supervision of entering the city..."

After leaving the church, he returned to the bedroom of the palace and saw "Eliot" standing by the window with a silver mask on his head.

his stand-in.

"Your mission is coming to an end."

He took off the puppet's mask, stretched out his hand a little on the dead gray forehead, injected power, and made the red light in the spar dance again.

"Soon, it will be the end."

He put the mask back on the puppet, and watched the puppet sit quietly on the bed, like a wooden stake.He sat down at the table, randomly pulled out a piece of paper, thought for a while, and wrote the last short poem.

"Dear Lemon,

You've grown up……"

****

ridiculous.

My eyes were numb, and I stared straight into the abyss of the night sky, and my vision was dizzy like boiling mercury.The spreading fire formed a wall, trapping the two of us in it. Elliott walked towards me, and with a flick of his arm, the flames burned on my body, reducing my clothes to ashes.

"I guess you must have a lot of confusion now." He smiled slightly, "But I know, no matter how confused you are, there is one thing that you already know very well."

"You can't escape my palm."

I didn't say a word, and the charred clothes fell from the air.He approached me, stroked my wet forehead, leaned into my ear and whispered: "Then let me tell you the secret that breaks your heart the most."

"Back then on the summit of the soul embers." He said, "You thought the dragon that swallowed you was Undead, right?"

He rubbed my lips, and I suddenly bit his fingers into my mouth, biting hard!

He laughed happily and said, "Look at you, Lemon, you've come to an end, yet you still have such deep hatred for me..."

Those blood-red eyes stared at me, he paused every word, and his voice contained a bit of fanaticism: "This is really... so, so, so good."

"Pooh!"

I spat out his dirty hands, and my whole body was like a bell hammer wrapped with thin strings, and I slammed into him desperately.He grabbed my head with one palm, and I howled in pain under his increasing force.

He said with a smile: "You know, Lemon? You are wrong to blame the undead. You have been completely wrong all along. Not only have you abandoned all your love, but you have also kept hurting the only person who loves you. Hahaha, Do you know what happened at the summit of the soul embers back then?"

[Luo. 】

That figure appeared in my mind, my eyes were sore and the eye circles were red, and I struggled hard in the tightrope.Eliot looked at my futile appearance with a smile, and said softly, "Do you know your background, Lemon?"

"You are not the son of King Wanjiang and Queen Wanjiang, but the product of an affair between the queen and your teacher, Gerson Renthel."

I don't want to hear it, not at all, but the goddamn shit just keeps babbling in my ears.

"Do you think that your birth was just the product of a forbidden love affair?" He chuckled, "If you think so, you are wrong, Lemon..."

"It was I who asked Gerson Renssel to leave me a newborn, pure white and flawless pawn in the world."

Eliot touched my face tenderly and said, "You were destined to be used by me from the moment you were born. Do you remember those poisonous bees that ruined you? Those, each one, were me."

There was a bang, and there was an explosion in my head, and I almost passed out.Elliott's voice was getting farther and farther away from me, and I instinctively resisted his words, but my consciousness could not help but follow his voice, falling into a deeper and deeper abyss.

The surrounding flames burned more and more violently.This should be the residential area of ​​Wangcheng, but now it is engulfed by raging fire. What is surprising is that I can't hear a single cry for help.

Elliott murmured: "Do you know what is the most painful? That is restricted movement, unable to get rid of the shackles. Think about it, when a good person is forced to commit evil deeds of killing and deceit, when a wicked person is forced to forgive Bullying his enemies—that would be a disaster, wouldn't it?"

"And I have also had this kind of depression that is difficult to dispel..."

His eyes were blurred, as if caught in some distant memory.I stared at my swollen eyes, and suddenly felt that the dark night had changed.The volcanic lava and the blood-colored sky that once appeared in my dream are breaking away from the false disguise of the current world, and they are like a dream, swaying a hazy phantom.

"I guarded that heinous place - probably what you call 'hell.' Disorder... and I am happy to see this, allowing those evil, dirty, and disgusting crimes to stir up troubles under my nose day after day."

"I prefer to see those heinous sinners, unrestrained to use their evil tricks to create more novel evils..."

"Every day, my strength grows stronger with those ugly sins. Those evil souls are committing crimes without restraint, but they don't know that their anger and hatred are the best nourishment for me."

I gasped a few times, and the moment I met his eyes, those evil images flooded into my mind, tearing my nerves.

Those dark shadows tugged at my soul, screaming with laughter, 【You are the same as us, the same!The same heinous, sinful, Lemon Bone Spur...]

"But the strange thing is that there is a white tumor growing in my body."

He wiped the cold sweat off my forehead for me, and said with a smile: "Later, I confirmed it—oh, it turns out that cancerous tumor is exactly my heart."

"In that filthy place, I grew such a thing, don't you think it's amazing? Hahaha, just like dirt is often buried under the sanctity and solemnity, in my evil and filthy body, unexpectedly He also grew such a pure heart—probably similar to what the world calls 'original sin'."

I sneered weakly: "Heh...you fucking know that you are a hateful bastard..."

"My heart makes me sleepless." He patted my face and smiled, "I've been thinking about how to get it out of my body. At first I tried to pop it with my palm, but unfortunately , I found that once I destroyed it, I might die too."

"So I first forced out the soul in my heart and let it enter the world."

[Some people say that my brother is from the summit of the ember of soul...]

"Look at your astonished expression, you guessed right." He smiled with satisfaction, "The soul of my heart is 'Ro'. Don't forget, Gerson Renssel is my pawn in the world, I Give him an order, and he will carry it out secretly."

"Because the soul originated from the white cancerous heart, it is simple, innocent, stupid, and knows nothing about the sinister heart. It doesn't even know how to protect itself. It can't extricate itself from those pedantic virtues, and it can only die in the end. Of course , the greatest credit should go to that world with a human face and a beast heart..."

The steel wire drew several bloodstains on my struggling body, almost cutting off my flesh and blood. My throat was hoarse and I coughed continuously.Elliot smiled, and tightened the wire that was loosened by me: "Don't worry, I can't listen anymore? I haven't finished yet."

"At that time, I suddenly realized that 'kindness' and 'sympathy' might also be deadly weapons. The same level of destructive power as them, there are 'faith', 'loyalty', 'blood', 'love' , 'dignity'... etc. These weaknesses are most vividly manifested in your companions."

Burning flames burned in my eye sockets.

"However, thanks to the fact that most people in this world regard these virtues as scum, selfishness, and unwillingness to treat others well, the rest of my plan can be implemented smoothly." The more he talked, the more interested he was, "According to the standards of the world, 'Luo' died, but in fact his soul returned to his heart and fell into a deep sleep."

"Not long after." He said with a slight smile, "Gerson brought that little chess piece that was brought up——Lemon, that is, you, to the pinnacle of ashes."

The deserted blizzard five years ago echoed in my mind.I was suffocated, my teeth bit my lower lip, blood came out, and my wrist was almost worn out by the sharp steel wire.

"That day I flew from the place where the guarded evil spirits gathered to a higher place, which is your world. I landed on a cliff and waited for you. The falling snowflakes covered my body and condensed into a layer of pure white skin—— That's why you think I'm actually a silver-white dragon. Hahaha, that poor little thing 'Luo' really suffered a disaster."

As he spoke, he suddenly let out a long roar, his limbs became thick and hard, and two huge dragon wings tore through the flesh and broke out!Under the dim night sky, I saw a pitch-black dragon baring its sharp teeth, its sharp claws profusely murderous, and its saliva hotter than lava scorched holes in the ground.

"You thought it was 'Luo' who turned into a dragon and ate you—" the dragon's laughter was enough to crack the ground, "Actually, I swallowed you! It is you who will contain the sleeping one Swallow your organs!"

The earth shook violently at that moment, the sky exploded, and the mountains and rivers shattered, turning into rich blood!I can no longer see the silver moon and stars, nor the mountains and ravines anymore, only the abyss-like fear and loneliness grabbing my heart, and this world whose face is gradually crumbling.

I saw fireballs falling from the sky, hitting the earth and burning everything.I yelled loudly, blood spattered from my mouth, and my internal organs were shattered to pieces!

The dragon held me in his hands, and his evil laughter resounded through the world, like a devil's bell hammer, breaking my eardrums.

"From that moment on, you are my container for cultivating evil spirits!" The dragon roared ferociously. Suffering-"

"Do you understand, Lemon! The more you are swallowed by hatred, the more you are immersed in anger, the more perfect the container you swallowed - the more it can be used by me!"

"Among tens of millions of people, only you have such strong hatred and such firm willpower. You have finally come to this point, and you have become a filthy evil thing, and came to me... I am happy for myself, and for you who learned the truth!"

****

【At that moment, did you regret it? 】

"Whoaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

The nightmarish scene reappeared at this moment, the dragon crushed my limbs, held me in the palm of its sharp claws, and held me in front of me.

The gust of wind whistled in my ears, with a puff, my eyes were pierced by its nails, and blood flowed down like tears.

"Woo... ah... save... save..."

My dismembered body twitched in the dragon's giant claws, and my voice cracked between my lips.I don't want to die, I want to call for help.How ridiculous, I have not called for help to others for many years, but now I am persistent, weak and crazy, hoping that someone can hear my voice, someone can stretch out a hand, and pull me out of the abyss...

But I forgot that I have already given up all the people who love me and myself.

"Ah—no! No!!"

I cried and roared heart-piercingly, and my eyes were blinded. I could only feel the dragon's rough panting, and the disgusting, hot saliva dripping like lava.

Every cell in the body is screaming.

It turns out that my anger is liked by people, my evil is enjoyed by people, and my hatred is used by people.

And I can't leave them behind—without being angry, or doing evil, or hating the one who made it all happen.

I can't let love, kindness and beauty suddenly fill my heart and prevent the other party's plan from being realized.

【Lymon Bone Spur, if you let go of your hatred earlier and reconcile with the world that bullied you...】

"Ah...ah..."

Blood was splashed all over my face, the corners of my mouth were dripping, and the pain from being gouged out was like two sharp stones stuffed in the eye holes.I moaned weakly, tasted the stench of my own blood.

[You should stick to justice like Fallows, look down on pain like Barbara, be as affectionate as the three disabled brothers, and be as faithful as Popolo. 】

【You should trust the only touching and deep love in your life.That pure white soul that never betrayed you or hurt you. 】

I once said that I am Lemon Spur, not Lemon Thor.

I have long been a villain who has been carefully raised.Facing the deceptions of fate and the world, a sad sacrifice who is not even qualified to resist.

I can only cry hysterically when all thoughts are lost.

【In the end, you were pushed into the abyss by yourself, and sacrificed yourself to your greatest enemy, Lemon Bone Spur...】

"But you don't have to be sad."

After a few puffs, I felt surrounded by some soft lumps of meat, which squeezed my body, making it difficult for me to breathe.In a daze, I seemed to be back on the operating table in the rat cage. Those hoses were like the mucus that is now gradually eroding my body, making my body full of holes.

I felt as if I were lying in a pot of boiling water with dancing flames at the bottom.My flesh melted into viscous granules, blood bubbling and bubbling, bones melting, viscera and other flesh and blood becoming one.

In an instant, a strange light hit me, and along the complicated tendons, blood vessels and muscle fibers, it illuminated that huge space with brilliance.My eyes have been blind for a long time, but I can see the appearance of the world at this moment, so real, just as shocking as what I see myself.

A blood-red, scorched hell, filled with filth and evil.

The dragon spread its wings and hovered in the sky. It spit out flames, and golden fireballs fell on the ground one after another.The grass and trees were burned to ashes, the rivers turned into steam, and fissures were opened in the earth, from which lava gushed out in crisscross lines.

In this hellish scene, clusters of hideous black air are fighting with their teeth and claws open.They spat at each other, punched and kicked, and vented their anger.The more they vented their anger, doubted, betrayed, killed, and did what they thought was right, the thicker the black air surrounding them became, making their souls feel unbearably heavy.

"I've said it before, other people in this world are just like you, spurning virtue and good deeds, hanging up their humble souls, and falling into the abyss without knowing it!"

"So, I gave them the best ending, hahaha! After you were sent to the pinnacle of ashes, I destroyed the world and let all those ugly souls enter my world!"

"Poor human beings. When one person dies, the others can still be vigilant. Once everyone dies, they can feel at ease and live on the same track as they were alive!"

In the arrogant laughter of the dragon, I can clearly see the original appearance of the world——

The world is hell.

The other is the devil.

The author has something to say: Why Lemon can see hell—the trinity of "eyes, heart, and brain", I don't need to say what he looks like now. . .

Now it's time to explain some doubts!Sure enough, it is difficult to clarify some things from the perspective of random cutting (top pot). Since it is a doubtful point in this article, I will use some theories of this article to answer:

Q1: How to realize the transformation between human and undead?

A1: When a person dies, he merges with the power of the undead.And the ingredients of "Undead Power" are confirmed to be the corresponding "emotions".

Q2: How to realize the transformation of Dragon Luo and Undead Luo?

A2: It was vaguely mentioned in Volume [-] that in fact Luo suddenly changed from an undead to a dragon after the eyeball (that is, the Dowball) was broken.First of all, what is loaded in the Dow ball is "memory".Furthermore, Long Luo and Undead Luo are actually the same "substance" (soul body). Since the memory is changed by the Dow Ball, the shape can be changed. (At the same time quoting from Douglas' statement that "the soul is a collection of consciousness", Luo is part of Elliott's dragon, and the consciousness incarnation is naturally a dragon)

Q3: How does the heart change into a human form?

A3: The book opened by Popolu in Volume [-] contains explanations about "eyes, brain, and heart", and it is mentioned that the heart is the closest to the individual.

Q4: Author, I still think you are talking nonsense.

A4: This, this is Western Fantasy after all, it’s great to be able to use materialism to explain everything and practice true knowledge! (slip away)