Chapter 229: Extra

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That's right, it's been doing things, and the hands behind the two people's memory problems appear.

It was in the depths of consciousness, the deepest of the soul, like the cosmic starry sky, the endless place, the mist like cotton wool spread softly, and the light shimmered.
The mist shrouded in heavy mist, faintly visible in the soft shimmer, like a huge foam of water, floated in the boundless ocean of consciousness.
It is very quiet here, like a world without sound. A translucent figure curled up in the foam, holding his knees in a group. He closed his eyes, as if sleeping, transparent foam wrapped around him and protected him. The teenager was sleeping deeply. He looked like he was immersed in the water. The invisible waves of the whole body pushed him, letting his light black hair float with the microwave, even the slender eyelashes. It seemed to shake slightly.
There is no past, no future, no front, no end.
Whether it is time or space, it seems to be stagnant and frozen in this place.
The moment here may be the vicissitudes of the sea.
Everything is silent here.
Suddenly, this still soul world shook.
The sound from outside shook the calm here.
[I will kill anyone who prevents me from going home. 】
The sound was like a hurricane, suddenly blowing away the mist of overlapping cotton wool, like a huge wave, coming turbulently, making this silent world slightly shake. Naturally, even with it, the transparent foam that quietly floated in the ocean of consciousness shook with it.
The teenager, curled up in a transparent foam, fell asleep, as if awakened by the sudden shock, slowly opened his eyes, raised his head, and looked up.
He seemed to be confused because he had just woken up.
Suddenly, a black shadow appeared before the bubble that protected him.
The hand stretched out by Heiying touched gently, and the transparent foam surrounding the teenager shattered instantly. The teenager turned his head to look at the dark shadow. When the fragile bubble that protected him disappeared, a little light flew out of the teenager, and where he flew out of the fluorescence, the body slowly disappeared as the fluorescence scattered.
The teenager didn't seem to feel his body disappearing a little bit. He still sat quietly with his knees on his side, his head turned sideways, and looked at the figure with a blank look.
The shadow reached out to him.
He looked at the hand that was reaching him for a while, and raised his hand, as if he was subconsciously trying to hold the other's hand, but just after reaching a bit, he seemed to hesitate again, his hand stopped in midair.
He hesitated, but the dark figure approached again, grabbing his hand.
Suddenly, the fluorescent light that had been slowly and slowly escaping from him suddenly accelerated, and his body melted a little bit as the fluorescent light dissipated, from the arms, legs and feet, from the hair tips.
The teenager looked up, the dark hair that had faded looming past his eyes staring at the shadow.
The next second, the fluorescence scattered, and he disappeared into the air with the shadow.
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A dark world, lurking in it, like a beast lying quietly on the ground.
He was born in darkness and grows in darkness. This is his world, everything he knows. He would only breathe in the dark, and the endless dark colors seemed to be in harmony with each other, and then merged with him little by little.
He indulged in it, sinking a little bit deeper into the bottomless abyss.
Suddenly, a hand stretched out of the darkness and grabbed his hand.
【you are human. 】
A voice tells you this.
I couldn't see the person who caught him, but the hand that held his wrist was white and bright, as if glowing.
He froze for a moment, and at the next moment, his memory surged. He remembered who it was, and subconsciously grabbed that hand. But the moment I touched that hand, the hand shattered like a bubble.
He caught a blank.
Suddenly, the darkness surrounding him receded in all directions, and everything became brighter.
There was a rustling noise in the air, and the wind roared past his ears. The dense canopy was swaying in the wind, and the green leaves seemed to be dancing, and occasionally a few green leaves were blown off, passing across his eyes.
He looked forward, his eyes frozen for a moment.
The gurgling water flows through, making a clear sound of flowing water. Surrounded by flowers, the green leaves spread out and interweave into beautiful patterns. The sound of ding ding dong dong's music came from the snow-white piano surrounded by green leaves. The black-haired teenager sat there with his fingertips jumping like a dance. The graceful Wang Nu leaned beside him, and the water at the bottom of her eyes was flowing, and her veins were like water. She stretched out her hand with a smile, and her fingers lay on the boy's hand.
The sweet voice came to an abrupt halt, and the teenager who had held his hand looked at Wang Nu with a sideways look, smiled gently, and looked softly.
The two were sitting there quietly, their ears grinning, whispering and laughing, their hands clasped together, their fingers intertwined, like a pair of people, so beautiful.
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wrong.
Breathing suddenly became rapid, and the meager air was unbearable.
That's his.
The dark boots stepped heavily on the soft flowers and grass and trampled them into the soil. He hurried forward and rushed into the garden, where the branches were broken, the flowers withered, and the grass withered. He was like a beast that broke into a peaceful paradise, using his claws to tear up all the beautiful things that were in front of him.
He unkindly scratched a deep, unsightly stain on the beautiful canvas, tearing everything he saw.
That person belongs to him!
He reached out and grabbed the young man sitting in front of the piano, as if snatching, and dragged Mute into his arms.
However, just the moment he put that slender body in his arms, Mute suddenly disappeared like a bubble. His arms were empty, and he couldn't even feel the temperature.
The woman standing opposite him smiled at him, his eyes cold, and the smile on his lips seemed to mock him.
He looked at the Queen Salome staring at him so sneered, disappeared in front of him, along with the cold and dead garden that had withered around him.
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The darkness struck again, as if something was eroding towards him.
[I will replace you. 】
He raised his head violently, and someone stood opposite him, just a foot away from him.
The man looked at him, using the pair of narrow and long phoenix eyes exactly like him, and the blue eyes blackened by the ink color as if he could not see the endless bottomless abyss.
The man glanced at him coldly, then turned his head, and the icy cold look became extremely soft when he looked at the teenager in his arms.
Take me away.
He heard the man say softly to Mute. Mute looked up at the man. He seemed confused at first, but he nodded with a smile.
The man was holding Mute's cheek with both hands, lowering his head, touching his forehead, very tender, very near.
He saw the young man smile at the man, the laughter was soft, as if he was echoing in his ear.
A strong pain engulfed his heart, and his heart seemed to be burning with flames.
Don't touch him!
He held out his hand.
That's his.
He stepped on the foot of the man with the same face as him, and the blade in his hand cut the man's throat mercilessly, and the blood sprayed from the split neck splashed the blood on his face.
It was like the color of his wild eyes jealous at the moment, like a beast with red eyes.
This child, from head to toe, even a hair, everything belongs to him!
He stretched out his hand, trying to forcibly use the pair of hands to forcibly stand in the arms of the teenager who was standing aside and watching everything.
But one second before his fingertips touched Mute, there was a crunchy sound, like the sound of rough iron violently rubbing and colliding around the body. Numerous dark chains suddenly flew out of the darkness in all directions, entangled his wrists, his legs, his body, and locked him in place.
Obviously the child was within his reach, but his outstretched hand was yanked by a heavy chain.
It was only a few centimeters away, but he couldn't touch it.
He was chained to the spot, watching Mute turn around without looking at him, his eyes lost like he was looking for something, getting further and further away from him.
Feet are heavy, as if grasped by countless invisible arms, locked firmly on the ground.
Suddenly, a familiar figure appeared in front of him. The body of the last emperor, who was old and declining, was pale and thin, but he looked at his extremely hot eyes, which was a strange and creepy look.
The boneless fingers stretched out towards him, as if to drag him into hell.
[It's you, you are my most perfect work. 】
Don’t forget how you were born, you are just one of thousands of guinea pigs.
Don't forget that you are the product of distortion, you appear in this world as a monster.
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In the bottomless darkness, countless transparent glassware flashed over, immersed in the ugly flesh, discarded scraps, twisted human body, mutated monsters... that made me sick from the bottom of my heart Everything in front of him passed by.
Only, he ignored all this.
His eyes just stared at the distant Mute figure, opening his mouth, trying to shout.
But just a second before he shouted, a figure suddenly appeared next to Mute who was looking for something.
Suddenly, he saw that Mute suddenly shrunk a lot, from a teenager to a child of seven or eight years old. The young child smiled brightly when he saw the figure, ran over, and hugged the man's thigh skillfully.
The child's crisp laughter sounded in a quiet space, the black figure was in front of him, and the long figure could vaguely see the side face that was similar to him but slightly different. The man lowered his head and hung down with one hand, guarding the back of the child holding his thigh.
The young child had a fluffy black hair, his head tilted up, blinked twice like a black grape soaked in water, and then bent up, smiling like an angel, innocent, making people I felt so soft when I saw it.
The man held out his hand and picked up the little child. The child laughed out loud and reached for the young man.
Brother Miel.
The child shouted in a clear voice, rubbing his face intimately, his face full of attachment.
He opened his eyes and looked at everything in front of him, clenching his fists, tensing his muscles, and pulling on his chains, because of the horrible force that suddenly erupted, he rattled violently.
He stared at the young man with a similar appearance to him. The young man with black hair was gently touching the head of the child in his arms, his thin lips with a little smile, his eyes were soft to the extreme, he heard the sound of the chain With the sound, the young man suddenly turned his head and looked at him, his eyes sharp as a sword, and his edge was sharp.
The man looked at him coldly, and the look on his face that was similar but not similar to him was so cold that it made people feel cold all over.
But the anger in his eyes did not lose the other half, and their eyes seemed to hit the sparks fiercely in the air.
He stared coldly at the man and reached out to him.
"Return me."
He says.
The young man's narrow and long phoenix eyes narrowed dangerously as the words just ended.
Suddenly, huge pressure fell from the sky, as if an invisible high mountain pressed heavily on him. The chain that had been stretched to the limit dragged him suddenly ten times, and dragged him fiercely to the ground.
The almost horrible force pressed him into a bent leg and knelt on one knee.
He held on to his half-kneeled body, and the thick chain dragged him down desperately, burned deeply into his skin, plunged into the depths of his flesh, and his bones rattled.
"How dare you touch him with such dirty hands?"
A strange voice sounded above.
He had never heard this voice, but he knew who this person was.
Troll clenched his teeth tightly to resist the downward pull of the chain, and his forehead was bursting with blue muscles. He half-kneeled on the ground, and when he lowered his head, he saw the corpses of the ground, piled up and piled up like a mountain.
The countless corpses piled up into a sea of ​​corpses, and each corpse had a face exactly like him.
With the broken limbs and broken arms, the eyes of the dead people stared blankly into the sky, their necks twisted, and blood oozed out of their foreheads, eyes, ears, and blood ran down.
The black blood flowed slowly, surrounding him kneeling on the ground, eroding like life, and soaking his shoes and his clothes corner a little.
The dark chain that was holding him tightly was soaked in such blood, and was stained with a strange blood red little by little. The blood-red chain was deeply trapped, as if embedded in his flesh-
"Also... me."
The invisible force is pressing on him like a towering mountain, and at this time he is very difficult to speak.
"You have my blood on you, you have my genes on me, so I know better than anyone."
A dark-haired young man with a face very similar to him looked down at him, condescending, with a cold look and an awe-inspiring look.
"The darkness deep inside you is more terrible than the darkness of this universe."
The man said that his eyes suddenly showed a complex and vicissuous look, and his voice seemed to sigh at the next moment.
"...Like me at the beginning, you will hurt this child someday."
As if he didn't hear the man's words at all, he struggled with all his strength and oppression, and Troll raised his head slowly and hard.
He didn't look at that person, he just looked at the little child.
"make him……"
It was from the deepest part of the body, a low, hoarse voice that seemed to tear the throat.
"...Return me!"
The little child was held in his arms by the young man, tilting his little head, and looked at him with doubt.
"Brother Miel, who is that big brother?"
Mier smiled and touched the child's head.
"People you don't know."
He said, "Let's go, we should go back."
The child uttered obediently, was put down by Mier, and was held forward by holding hands.
The blood-red chain shook violently, and he watched the child pulled away from him by the man. The child looked back at him frequently, but he was still pulled away after all. And he was bound by the chain to the spot, left alone in the darkness.
...Return me.
Zhang opened his mouth but couldn't make any sound.
He stretched out his hand, but was pulled by the chain.
He could only watch the man holding Mute's hand as he walked away from him.
He gasped with gasps and his eyes were red, like a beast forced to despair, crazy, desperate. The heavy blood-red chain swayed violently, making a loud collision, but still locked him firmly to the ground—
give me back!
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In the silent endless world, the child holding hands suddenly stopped.
"Mute?"
"...I have to go back."
The dark-haired youth squatted down in front of the child and stared at him.
"Aren't you all right?" Mier whispered like a kid, "I'll take you home and go back to the earth...Mute, don't you want to go back to the earth? Isn't that your most important thing?" "
The child tilted his head and thought about it.
"I don't know." The child said this, he might not understand it himself, but his voice was crisp and crisp, like a clear wind, his eyes were bright, and there was no hesitation in it, "But I just thought, I have to go back."
He wanted to go home and want to go back to earth.
But don't know why, he always thinks of the locked big brother looking at his eyes, he just thinks that he has to go back to find him, that is more important than back to earth.
The dark-haired youth was silent for a moment, and his look was complicated at this moment.
"Have you decided?" he asked. "Going to that person without returning to earth?"
"Ok!"
"……I understand."
The young man made a low sigh.
I know that person's terrible, I know that person's dark abyss hidden deep inside, just like me once.
I worry that he will hurt you in the future, so I want you to forget him and go back to your favorite planet.
...But you chose him.
If this is your choice, I will respect your will.
This moment of my obsession now spans over 10,000 years and remains to the present, not to make the mistake of 20,000 years ago.
Mier squatted in front of the child, holding the child's small hand, which was small, held in the palm of his hand, soft and warm.
That's what he lost for a long time.
He stared at the child's dark eyes.
Time passed, and for a short time, only the child's bright eyes never changed. If at that time, he could believe that the child looked at him...
Nothing if.
Covered with water is difficult to close.
Everything has been irreversible.
He whispered.
He said, "Sorry."
It was an apology that the first-generation emperor who had erased the trace of his existence in the long time and regret after learning all the truth was tens of thousands of years late.
Sorry.
I failed to protect you.
Sorry.
I promised to protect you, but I became the person who hurt you the most.
And now, you no longer need me.
From then on, there will be another person, the one with my blood, who will protect you on my behalf.
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Sorry.
Also, bye.
Never see again.