Be a heartthrob in a world of horror

In the extreme depths of the ground, because of the explosion of Salman and countless souls, an extremely terrifying force capable of destroying the world was produced. Almost in an instant, the huge and thick cave walls were in the grand and dazzling The blood turned into fly ash, and all matter dissipated, leaving only pale nothingness and emptiness.

In this void, Shi Zishu was protected by the power of Mia, and was able to preserve himself temporarily, but the destructive power produced by the shattering of the gods was far beyond their imagination, even if Mia sacrificed herself to save him. The protective layer underneath is also being worn out at an extremely fast rate.

In a blink of an eye, there was only a thin layer of black mist left, and the blood was approaching. Shi Zishu felt his soul body being torn apart and pulled crazily. Blank, it is already difficult to describe his pain at the moment in words, the pain is so painful that he can't make a sound, and he can't even pass out, watching his soul body become more and more transparent and weak.

It won't be long before he will also turn into fly ash and be completely annihilated in this gorgeous death light.

... This force of destruction spread rapidly in all directions, destroying everything, the ground was eroded and hollows were formed, the surface above began to collapse again and again, and the vibration of the ground was several times more violent than before.

The indestructible and impenetrable castle collapsed easily and turned into ruins, and the broken secret passages also collapsed one after another. Only the place where Feng Yan and the three were located was supported by Xia Bingying with strength, so that they would not be destroyed. All buried alive.

The bloody light at the entrance of the crypt became brighter and brighter, and the breath of terror and destruction came from the extreme depths. Many undead rushed out of the cave, desperately trying to escape, but were dragged back down by the bloody light, screaming and screaming Then dissipated completely.

However, neither Feng Yan nor Xia Bingying paid any attention to this destructive aura. Feng Yan half-kneeled on the ground, hugging the boy's cold body, his usually calm and cold face showed a flustered expression, as fragile as a child, He opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

Xia Bingying's face was pale. He stood not far away, looking at the boy who was hugged by Feng Yan in his arms. He didn't know why the boy suddenly fell down, and he seemed to be out of breath.

Until now, he was not sure whether the boy was the person he missed day and night, but even if there was only a slight possibility, he didn't dare to think deeply about what happened just now.

If Gu Zishu is him... If Gu Zishu is really him, how can he watch him die in front of him again?

No...absolutely not...he slowly lowered his head, looked at the God of Death who was limp on the ground, his clear blue pupils shone with fragmented light, his expression was almost pleading, as if hoping that God of Death could deny—deny The boy is that person, or he denies that that person is dead.

"he……"

The Grim Reaper slowly came back to his senses, looked at Xia Bingying slowly with dull eyes, was stunned for a few seconds, and suddenly shouted excitedly: "He's not dead yet! It's his soul that fell into the hole, go quickly!" save--"

"boom--"

Before he finished speaking, a dazzling blood burst out of the cave suddenly, and as soon as it touched the top of the secret passage, it instantly destroyed the solid boulder into dust, and the surrounding air seemed to be being worn away and distorted.

The god of death closest to the entrance of the cave felt his body start to disintegrate as soon as he was touched by the blood light. If Xia Bingying hadn't pulled him over in time, he would have been completely disintegrated by the blood light in a few seconds, leaving nothing left. A tiny bit, completely wiped out.

The Grim Reaper, who had escaped from death, was so horrified that his face turned pale, but the next second, his heart was even more turbulent - Feng Yan took the young man's soulless body into the space, and rushed into the blood without hesitation, and jumped into it. Into the burrow.

In this bright but murderous crimson light, Feng Yan's body is disintegrating at an extremely fast speed.

At the last moment when he disappeared at the entrance of the cave, the God of Death saw that his skin was cut with deep scars, the blood was bloody, and the blood sprayed out. It is not known how much blood was shed, but his face suddenly became very pale.

The god of death didn't even have time to make a sound, and watched Feng Yan fall down helplessly.

For a moment he thought that Feng Yan didn't know the danger of the bloody light, so he jumped in directly, but he immediately recalled that there was no pain on Feng Yan's face, only pure firmness and determination—precisely because He knew that this force was enough to destroy everything, including Shi Zishu's soul, so he fell into the crypt without hesitation, even if he died himself.

How could it be... Why would you rather die than protect another person?Obviously, he must also know that in front of this force, it is very likely that no matter what he does is in vain... The god of death was shocked, looking at the rising light, he almost forgot everything. Bingying's handsome face came into his eyes, he clasped the shoulders of the god of death, his eyes were flushed, his face was extremely pale, the original elegance and gentleness disappeared, and he yelled at the god of death almost crazily.

"Tell me...you tell me, did you see, is Gu Zishu really him? Is it him?!"

"..."

For some reason, the God of Death also suddenly felt deep sorrow, his throat was sore, and tears welled up in his eyes, unable to speak, he could only nod heavily.

He didn't want to tell the truth, because he knew that once Xia Bingying knew that the soul was Shi Zishu, she would jump down to find him desperately, even if it was him, with most of his power sealed away. , and may not be able to survive.

But seeing Xia Bingying's painful and frantic expression, he couldn't tell a lie of denying it.If Xia Bingying found out Shi Zishu's true identity in the future, then it would definitely be a million times more painful than dying immediately.

He killed the person he loved so much. No matter what the reason was, he couldn't forgive himself. The reason why he was still alive was only to resurrect Shi Zishu, and then hand over his life to Shi Zishu. Come on, let him kill himself.

Die for him, live for him.

Perhaps as early as the moment he fell in love with Shi Zishu, he was no longer himself.

...Silently, the last trace of black mist that Mia left on Shi Zishu's body was also wiped away, and the blood light pierced his soul body without any obstruction, finely and densely, continuously, and it was more dense than that of Shi Zishu at that time. Dismemberment, or even being cut alive is even more tragic and painful.

In such pain, it was already difficult for Shi Zishu to maintain his consciousness. It seemed that after a moment, and after a long time, he realized that he might die again.

How ridiculous... His ability affected many souls in Salman's body before, and made them have a strong affection for him, which led to Salman, who had no feelings for him and was even full of murderous intentions, fell into madness , the unstable soul fell to the brink of collapse.

Although Salman tried his best to resist, but because of the influence of the countless dead souls, he still became obsessed with him, so that when he embraced Mia, the countless souls finally completely shattered and disintegrated. This is a destructive power that shouldn't have been produced.

What's more deadly is that the thousands of dead souls in Salman's body changed their favor towards him crazily, which even caused the system to be damaged, and there was a time delay. They should have completed the main task and returned to the reincarnation space immediately, but until now However, the system showed no sign of letting them return. He didn't know how long this delay would last, but within a few seconds, his soul would completely dissipate.

It was ridiculous, he never thought that one day he would actually kill himself.

Shi Zishu felt that it was ridiculous and ridiculous. Although he was very unwilling, but when he thought of Xia Bingying above him, his strength was nonexistent. If he died, Xia Bingying would not be able to escape the fate of death, and he calmed down strangely. .

As long as Xia Bingying died, even if they died together, it wouldn't be a disadvantage, but it was a pity that he couldn't kill Xia Bingying with his own hands.

He wanted to raise the corners of his lips to smile, but his body was already numb from the pain, and he couldn't feel whether he was pulling the corners of his lips.

Soon, this sad joy gradually dissipated. He thought of Feng Yan who was also affected, and his heart sank—he didn't want Feng Yan to disappear from the world, no matter because Feng Yan had been resurrected. Whether it was him or because of Feng Yan's pure love for him, he didn't want Feng Yan to die because of him.

But maybe LK and Fenghua will have a way, they can't just let Fengyan die like this... Shi Zishu's figure became lighter and more transparent, he closed his eyes, his soul began to dissolve and melt from his fingertips, but the pain was gone At the extreme, I can't feel any more pain, or even feel that this is relief.

However, at this moment, he suddenly felt a very warm force surrounding his body. He opened his eyes, and was shocked to see that Feng Yan appeared in front of him, and the young man's body was already falling into blood. Time was completely obliterated, leaving no trace of flesh and blood, and also only a pale soul body, stretching out his hands to hug him, with gentle eyes, showing a faint smile at him.

Shi Zishu's heart trembled, his lips parted slightly, and he really wanted to ask him why he came here, but looking at Feng Yan's eyes that seemed calm but full of emotion, he suddenly realized that there was no need to ask anything, Ren Feng Yan raised his hand to caress his face, approached him, and gently kissed his lips.

Sure enough... Shi Zishu saw his own face in those dark pupils, it was beautiful and elegant, completely different from that coquettish and beautiful young man, but as expected, no matter what his image was, Feng Yan looked at his face His gaze has never changed, it will always be the same as when we first met.

He closed his eyes again.

The soundless shattering exploded in the blood light, and the souls of the two disintegrated into countless pure white light spots, like a galaxy filled the sky.

When the spot of light was about to be swallowed by blood, suddenly a silver pendant slowly fell from above and fell into the middle of the scattered spots of light.It should have been destroyed together with other things, but the strange thing is that the pendant is still smooth and intact, as bright as new, with a little bit of light shining in the middle, absorbing all the light spots.

[The main task is completed. 】

... If it is an old movie, in Xia Bingying's eyes, everything seems to be turned into mottled black and white, and things are broken down into pixels, so that all the details are so clear, the clarity makes him feel terrible.

Grim Reaper's every move was infinitely delayed, magnified, and paused, and each frame of freeze clearly told him that this was a nodding motion.

He was saying that all his suspicions were confirmed, and Gu Zishu was just... just... "Om——"

In an instant, the sound of the space collapsing and shattering melted into the ear-piercing buzzing, Xia Bingying was dizzy, her ears were buzzing, her field of vision fell into complete darkness for an instant, and light, shadow, and color reappeared in an instant. And the sound, but he had unconsciously knelt on the ground, his face was pale, his head was covered with cold sweat, and he was panting violently while holding the ground.

He dared not say that name.

He couldn't pronounce the name.

And again...he watched the man sink into death again.

The last time he pushed that person into the abyss with his own hands, but this time... No, he is not dead yet, he will not die!

Even if he himself was wiped out, he must never...never let Zishu die again!

The silver-haired man stood up suddenly, with a look of determination in his eyes, and ran towards the hole that was spreading bigger and bigger. The blood was boiling and surging, and it was more violent than before, cutting his skin with bloodstains. In an instant, his skin was torn apart, and even pierced his body, staining his silver robe with blood, but it couldn't stop his footsteps at all.

He walked through the bright red light, his whole body was in severe pain, but he jumped into the cave without hesitation, but at this moment, the system that hadn't heard anything for a long time suddenly issued a notification sound, saying.

[The main task is completed. 】

[I am about to leave the world of reincarnation. 】

[Task completion: 87%]

[Mainline task reward settlement. 】

... [I am about to enter the palace of reincarnation. 】

...Under the quiet and deep starry sky, the horizon stretches toward infinity, boundless, vast, and silent, it is the palace of reincarnation.

"Bam—"

At this moment, somewhere in the hall, there was a sudden sound, and the god of death, who was sent from the ground by the power of reincarnation, fell to the ground in embarrassment. Yes, he turned over and stared blankly at the deep blue sea of ​​stars above his head.

After he became Xia Bingying's assistant, he also had the right to come to the Hall of Reincarnation.He likes the starry sky of the palace very much, and it seems that he can forget all his troubles just by looking at this vast expanse of bright stars.

However, at this time, he felt deeply depressed, gloomy and exhausted, a feeling he had never felt in the past 300 years.

He suddenly understood why he couldn't become the official God of Death no matter what - he was actually a little depressed, because he was one of the very few Gods of Death who could see through the soul. That should be enough to earn him a promotion.

However, at this moment, he discovered that the reason why he is still an apprentice Death God may be because he still retains too many human emotions.He thought he was used to seeing life and death, but just now, he witnessed Shi Zishu's soul falling into the abyss. Feng Yan and Xia Bingying jumped in to save him without hesitation. I felt powerless and hopeless like never before.

He even hated himself, because he was not an official god of death and had no ability. At that time, he could only watch helplessly, but he couldn't help them in anything.

Obviously they... They don't deserve to die... The eyes of the god of death became hot, and the inexplicable grievance and anger in his heart could no longer be suppressed. He blinked lightly, and the tears he had accumulated for a long time finally flowed out, staining his hood .

He lay down for a long time, as the stars moved, each star moved far away from its original position, he slowly sat up, but suddenly saw another figure sitting silently, covered in blood , has solidified into a reddish brown, sticking to his silver hair and white clothes, like a polluted statue.

It's Senior Xia!he is alive!

The god of death suddenly stood up, with a look of joy on his face, and rushed over, stopped in front of Xia Bingying and said: "Senior Xia, it's great that you are still alive! Shi Zishu and Feng Yan, the two of them Is this one okay?... Oh, by the way, is it because you haven't met them yet, I'll go find them now!"

"……No."

Xia Bingying lowered her head, her voice was hoarse, and she spoke very softly.

The god of death didn't hear clearly, but seeing Xia Bingying's reaction, his heart skipped a beat, and he realized belatedly that he seemed to have asked an extremely stupid question.

If Shi Zishu really came back, then how could Senior Xia, who was thinking about him, not confirm their news immediately... "He didn't come back."

Like precision gears covered with mottled rust, Xia Bingying raised her head very slowly, slowly revealing a blood-stained face. His eyebrows and eyes were so handsome that they were not real, but at this moment they were even more hollow and pale. The broken puppet has a frozen expression and is almost blank, but the aura it reveals is heartbreakingly sad.

"He died again."

"In front of me."

Last time, he cut off the limbs and head of his loved one with his own hands, and dismembered his body to pieces.

But this time, right beside him, in his ignorance, that person's soul was completely shattered.

He died for him and lived for him.

The ridiculous thing is that that person died again, but he still lives in this world.