Chapter 119: Re: You are my faith

The devil's tree, which has been enshrouded in the Turan continent for hundreds of years, has finally been sealed!
Everyone is rejoicing and ready to celebrate this hard-won victory.
However, a sharp sword pierced the still body. Blood splatters on the fallen face, just the person with a smile, in the blink of an eye will fall like a off-line doll in his arms.
The person who attacked him turned out to be Quincy, who grew up with him since childhood!
Quincy smirked wildly: "...I hate you, I hate you. Why are you born high, and I can only be inferior, just behind you like a follower?"
The fallen red eyes and strong anger and grief almost made him lose his senses. He lifted the long sword beside him and stabbed him into the heart of Quincy.
The person who is still hurting is dead, but he can't recover the life that is still fading.
The fallen fingers trembled to give medicine, and they ignored the questioning and yelling of the card repair. The mouth of the man in his arms kept vomiting blood, and his lips seemed to want to say something. The fallen man put the ear together and eventually could not hear his voice.
The line of sight gradually blurred, and there seemed to be a bottomless black hole in the brain, madly swallowing his thoughts and reason, and finally there was only one monster named "Fear."
The night faded, the earth ushered in the dawn, and under the sun, there was a hint of black magic on the fallen body.
"Degraded!" Kasho shouted in panic. "You are sober!"
The fallen body was ruined and the voice of the outside world was turned a deaf ear.
Around the crowd, watching the fall is eroded by the magic.
A slamming sound, everyone looked at the sound, I saw the girl who had been quiet, and the rule of the hand spar was broken into countless pieces. The power of pure faith in her body disappeared without a trace. Instead, it was the same black magic as the fall.
Fallen and rushed into the abyss of darkness because of the death of the sin.
Although the tree of the devil has been sealed, the magic still exists, but it can no longer drive them to do anything. But the human heart is complicated, and once it is eroded by the magical gas, it is easy to produce evil thoughts, thus creating various evils.
What is even more frightening is that this is the center of the devil's tree. The rich magic has not yet dispersed. Everyone relies on the power of faith to resist the erosion of the magic. If the faith collapses, the magic will immediately surge like a tide.
Losing the reliance of the devil's tree, the magic around them will become a new carrier and fall into their bodies.
Ka Xiu and others stepped back and forth, and were driven out of the vortex formed by the magic. On the sunny land, there was a large area of ​​dark fog, and the fall and the puff were completely hidden in the black fog.
When the black fog dissipated, the people were shocked to discover that the fall and the flutter had disappeared, and there was still a dead body with the disappearance...
The tree of the devil was sealed, but there were two semi-magic people on the mainland. They are neither apostles of the devil's tree nor a light faith, but the magic of them is enough for anyone to break into the abyss.
They are far away from the crowd and wandering in the bitter cold. They are both highly respected heroes and fearsome devils. No one dares to approach them. If they are unfortunate, they will become dark people.
The magic power gives the infinite vitality, but he can only endure loneliness and bitterness. Keeping the ice in the hail, day after day.
The rushing grows up, but the mind is still like a child of five or six years old. She doesn't care how boring life is, and she is always around. She thought that Dad was just asleep, and she would wake up one day.
The two lived in isolation in the snowy mountains. Until they were discovered by a group of mercenaries, they were treated as devil apostles and wanted to get rid of them. The fall did not intend to resist more, the death will die, and there is nothing to be attached to. But this group of people actually destroyed the candid hail and tried to insult his body.
This move touched the bottom line of the fallen tolerance. After a few years, he picked up the butcher knife again and killed all the more than 20 mercenaries.
"I'm sorry." The fall re-created a hail for Shang Ke, whispered, "I will not give up my life any more, I will use all the rest of my time to protect you."
This promise has been persisted for 120 years, and it has been a hundred and twenty years of sorrow and a hundred and twenty years of loneliness.
The moment he passed away before he died, until the moment she died, still did not wait until her father woke up.
On the occasion of the death, the pounced on the fall said: "Let's fall, if Dad wakes up, he must tell the puff. I want to eat the snacks he made, want to listen to the music he plays, and want him to give me a scorpion...

The sound of the flutter gradually disappeared, and the face was full of expectations.
Fallen thought he wouldn't have any more pain, but at this moment, he really felt that he couldn't keep going.
Saying that he will not give up his life, but his life seems to be endless. He is still healthy for 30 years, 50 years and 100 years.
"I'm sorry, yes, please allow me to be selfish." The fallen man leaned against the hail and lowered his way. "I don't want to live."
Fallen in the place where the burial was thrown, and dug a deep pit, carefully put the can still in, and then lay flat on his side.
Looking at the snow and the fierce wind on the potholes, the eyes slowly closed, all the pain and loneliness, finally all in his world, disappeared...
This year, he was 153 years old.