Chapter 230: Extra

The body is extremely heavy. In the body, every drop of blood and every cell is as heavy as the blood and flesh of the body seems to no longer belong to itself. It has lost control and is crying frantically to break away from the body.
The air around him squeezed him as if repelling his existence. The invisible pressure was like a high mountain pressing heavily on him, almost squeezing all his internal organs.
The blood-red chains formed by the weird blood condensed like dead corpses, strangled his body fiercely, caught in his flesh and blood, locked him to the ground, and made all his struggles in vain.
The mist around him was hazy, and darkness surrounded him, blinding his eyes, his ears, and his mouth.
Troll was tied to the ground with a blood-red chain and knelt on the ground, bowing his head, and the messy scattered black hair seemed to lose his vitality. His skin was pale and shocking at this moment, and it formed an almost extreme contrast with black hair. .
He hung his head, his eyes were faintly visible in the messy hair, the ice-blue color deep in his pupils was a little dim, hazy, and accumulated into a bottomless vortex, like a black hole in the universe that suddenly collapsed and fell deep. .
His eyes seemed to have swallowed all the light at this moment, dimly dire.
[My blood is in your body, so I know better than anyone, how terrible is the darkness deep inside you. 】
What the man said vaguely sounded in his ear again.
The slightly invisible light in Troll's eyes dimmed again, faint to the extreme, and maybe disappeared in a second.
He couldn't refute the man's words.
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He was born in the dark and grew up in the dark, that is the brand he cannot erase.
Either the darkness melted him, or he swallowed the darkness.
Even if the man didn't say it, he knew it well.
His craving for Mute, the greedy desire to seize everything, was so terrible. Maybe one day, that kind of madness will burn out his reason, and he who loses to desire may do something irreversible...
But even so...
Even so, he will not let go.
As long as he is alive, he will not let go.
The clenched teeth thumped and made a gurgling noise because they were too fierce, the tight muscles almost made the skin surface burst blue, and the pupils had almost completely fallen into the dark black pupils with a trembling fierce light.
Danger.
As if there was an invisible voice shouting like this.
The thick black mist turbulent, and they twirled and twisted, rushing towards the man who was kneeling on the ground, as if he was aware of his companion, rushing into his body quickly.
"Brother, are you afraid of black?"
The child's clear voice suddenly sounded.
Troll stiffened, showing a look of loss. And the black mist that was tumbling around around him was still in place at the moment of his loss, as if it had solidified.
He hung his head, only to see two small feet standing in front of him.
Then, suddenly, a small hand patted his head.
"Don't be afraid."
The little hand patted him on the head, and the invisible gravity, which was overwhelmed by the pressure on him, disappeared in a flash.
He froze for a moment, and raised his head. The horrible fierce light that had been rolling under his eyes had just sunk, hidden, and could no longer be seen. The young emperor looked at the child standing in front of him, and there was a trace of confusion in his eyes.
Perhaps he didn't even know it himself. He looked at the child with a little hidden helplessness hidden in the depths of his eyes. Like a black cat abandoned by his master, he was so proud of himself that he buried that little bit deeply in the darkness.
But at this moment, the leak could no longer be concealed.
At this moment, it seemed that only his thigh-high Mute was standing in front of him, because he was half-kneeled on the ground by the chain, so that the two could look straight.
The child's big dark water eyes looked at him, and the light of the black bright pupil poured into his heart as if it could illuminate everything.
"Don't be afraid."
Little Mute coaxed him and patted his head again.
"Where am I with you."
Troll looked staring at the little child in front of him.
The child's eyes curled up like a crescent of a crescent.
"I won't laugh you are afraid of the dark."
Little Mute said, stretching out his little arm and cuddling his neck.
"So elder brother, don't be afraid, I will accompany you here."
The small, soft dough-like body was attached to his chest, the white tender arms like a lotus root wrapped around him, and the soft little hands patted his back neck gently.
Little Mute seemed to be coaxing him hard. That soft, soft voice was like marshmallows, wrapping his heart softly, warm, sweet, and seeping in a little, like An invisible thin net gripped him dead in it.
The ice-blue eyes softened into soft water waves, and Troll reached out to hug the warm little body in front of him. But as soon as he raised his hand, there was a clatter of chain impact, and the blood-red chain bound him, making him unable to hug the little child in front of him.
His eyes froze for a moment. And Little Mute also heard the clatter, and he took a step back, and his eyes fell on the blood-red chain tightly holding Troll.
Probably I don't understand why this big brother was strangled by chains. He tilted his small head and seemed confused. However, the confusion was confusion, and he could see that the chain that had been tucked into Troll's skin would make Troll hurt.
He thought for a while, and his bright eyes looked at Troll, and then at the chain. Then he stretched out his hand and grabbed both hands on the blood-red chain strung on Troll's chest, pulling it hard.
Just for a moment.
The little child dragged in that way.
The blood-red chain that buckled Troll's blood was cracked in an instant.
Troll looked at the chain that burst and shattered under the drag of Little Mute with a stunned expression.
Just as he looked at his already free arm, the small hand that stretched lightly and broke the chain that he couldn't break free reached before his eyes.
"Brother, let's go."
The child who reached out to him said to him.
"Don't be afraid, I will always be with you."
There was a little silence, and Troll raised his hand and held the soft little hand in the palm of his hand, the movement carefully and tightly.
He said, "Well."
The child laughed, the bright smile seemed to dispel all the gloom.
The little hand tugged at the big hand that wrapped it.
The little child led the tall young man, took his calf, pointed to the front, and happily walked forward.
He took him out of the black mist.
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In the quiet bedroom, Troll opened his eyes violently, the first thing he saw was his hand reaching into the air.
He watched his fingers open to the ceiling for a moment before he sat up. At this moment, he felt his heart beating violently, as if he had just experienced a war, even breathing a little faster than usual, and a faint pain in his heart.
Obviously it was just a dream, but he had a very real feeling.
It could only watch the powerlessness and despair that the man took Mute away from his own eyes but could not do anything...
That feeling is terrible.
Troll held his breath gently and calmed down the beating heart, and turned to look. Mute should be sleeping beside him. He desperately wanted to take a look at the child's sleeping face to calm down his mood.
But, once he turned his head, his just settled heart jumped again.
No one was around because he was empty.
He stretched his hand subconsciously, the bed covered by his fingertips was cold, and there was no mild breath, as if there was no one around him from the beginning.
The cold bed was eroded by the coldness at this moment, and Troll's fingertips jittered unsteadily. He stood up sharply, and the information ring on his wrist lit up.
However, after the beep was over, he suddenly remembered that because he had lost his memory, Mute temporarily removed the bracelet-he can't confirm the position of the other party through the bracelet now.
The thin lips tightened tightly, and Troll raised his hand, and the blue and black metal ring brightened again. With a snap, hundreds of light curtains appeared in the air in an instant, orbiting him all around him, turning quickly around him. Each light curtain shows the current situation in different places of Ishtar, and the information of the people staying in that place is marked on the side.
Hundreds of light curtains circled rapidly, making people dazzled, but Troll's gaze swept through the hundreds of light curtains without fail, and even flicked those virtual stereoscopic light curtains with his fingers To speed them up.
He quickly leaked helplessly from the glances on the light curtain.
Soon Troll stopped.
He stared at the countless light curtains surrounding him. The light curtain almost showed the location of everyone on Ishtar, but the boy was missing.
Every place in Exuptal was in front of his own eyes, but he couldn't find the only person he wanted to see.
[The terrible darkness deep inside you will hurt him one day... just like me before. 】
[So, I want to send him back to earth. 】
His mind was blank at this moment, and his fingertips on the blue light curtain were terribly cold.
... [Don’t be afraid. 】
【I will always stay with you. 】
Something invisible flashed through his head, and Troll looked up sharply.
He could monitor every place in Ishtar, but only—
Too late to think, he pushed open the door and rushed out.
Running quickly to the only unmonitored place on this flagship, Troll could not wait for the information ring to verify his authority and kicked the door straight and rough.
With a bang, the metal gate was cracked.
He stood at the door of the wide opening, staring sharply at it, he breathed quickly, his chest undulating violently.
The holographic hall is dark, and the 360-degree omnidirectional projection creates an endless universe of starry sky.
The planet surrounded by snowy white clouds with that touch of blue is suspended in the dark starry sky, turning slowly. It was so huge that it seemed to hear the sound of waves pounding on the planet’s ground. The snow-white clouds are intertwined into beautiful patterns around its body, blending with the azure blue.
The loud noise developed by the crack of the gate alarmed the boy who was standing in the hall and quietly watching the blue planet above his head.
Mute turned back.
He saw Troll standing at the door, and the man stared at him violently, gasping for breath, a gesture that he had never seen before, panicked, almost called awkwardness.
Somewhat stunned, Mute blinked lightly.
The next second, he suddenly laughed.
He turned around and faced Troll in front of the gate.
The teenager stood in the dark starry sky, and the azure planet surrounded him behind him.
He gave Troll a soft smile.
He opened his arms in the direction of Troll.
His slender body and not wide chest, but at the moment he opened his arms to Troll, seemed to be able to accept everything and tolerate everything.
After a moment of distraction, Troll took a step, he crossed the distance between each other in a few steps, reached out eagerly, and embraced the teenager in his arms.
He hugged tightly, his fingers clasped the shoulders of the person in his arms.
He lowered his head and buried his face deeply in Mute's soft hair, absorbing the familiar breath.
He closed his eyes, his slender eyelashes drooping, and a shallow shadow on his white cheeks.
[One day, the darkness inside you will hurt him. 】
No, never.
he thinks.
As long as the child is still in his arms, there will never be any darkness.
I am different from you.
He hugged the person in his arms tightly and answered the person who had disappeared.
At that time, you did something that hurt him because you thought he deceived and betrayed you.
But I am not you, I am different from you.
Even if it is really deceived, betrayed, or even hurt, I am reluctant to hurt him, even if only a little.
Because I feel bad.
As long as he is a little bit sad, I feel distressed.
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When I woke up, I didn't know why I missed the earth so suddenly, so Mute who ran to the projection hall upstairs to see the earth was hugged tightly. He hugged Troll, his hands around his back.
He blinked, tilted his head, and blinked again.
"Major General."
"..."
"Are you... a nightmare?"
"……Ok."
"Huh? Is it really a nightmare?"
The teenager seemed surprised, and then laughed again.
He wrapped Troll's hand gently against Troll's back, as if he was coaxing.
"Don't be afraid." Mute said with a smile. "Where am I with you."
The emperor, who was coaxed by Mute as a child, dropped his eyes and suddenly, at this moment, he smiled softly.
He smiled and said, "Well, you have to accompany me."
The light of hundreds of millions of stars can't be compared with the smile of the young emperor who holds the stars and sea.
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--end--
"Uh... that, Major General..."
"Ok?"
"what is this?"
"You can't see it?"
How can such a thing not be seen!
The boy with his hands firmly tied to the head of the bed clenched his teeth, pulling the halo shackles that bound his hands. The halo was soft, like cotton, but it was not handy, but the toughness was so great that no matter how hard he tried.
Mute's eyes rolled round drippingly, and then looked at Troll with pitiful eyes.
"I won't run away, this thing is not fun... Help me untie it, OK... Major general?"
The last point is a soft end, the tone rises slightly, like a coquettish.
Troll touched the head of his coquettish boy gently.
"It seems that you have forgotten." His movements were very gentle, and his eyes were very gentle when he looked at Mute. He said, "You taught me."
Mute: "........."
He watched as Troll's sharply pointed fingers pressed against the neckline, and with a little effort, he pulled open the closed collar, exposing the man's throat.
Troll's action of pulling off his collar was extremely elegant, just like a snow leopard about to feast before a big meal, slowly licking his claws, revealing sharp teeth.
The young man who swallowed alive and swallowed it subconsciously swallowed.
"Major General..."
"Ok?"
"I was wrong, I apologize, don't... ummhhhhhh!"
Before Mute finished, the man had deceived himself and shut his mouth tightly.
Mute also wanted to struggle to save herself, suddenly suddenly black. Something wrapped around his head, covering his eyes tightly.
Mute: "!!!"
Then a young man in Wanniankeng was eaten clean from head to toe by the beast that had been abstinent for too long and was hungry.
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"...Enough...I can't stand it..."
Mute, who was crying so badly, chuckled and said that his voice was almost dumb because he cried too long. His dark hair, almost soaked in sweat, was wet on his blushing cheek, and he used it helplessly. Those arms that were all bitten by sucking and sucking red marks pushed someone's chest.
"If you continue...I will...just...run away from home."
Troll: "Oh."
Then a teenager who wanted to threaten others by running away from home was eaten by the beast that thought about the strength of running away from home, let alone polite.
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The author has something to say:
Well, the final fanfare is also over.
At this time, I don't know what to say.
It was the end, and it was time to say goodbye to Major General and Mute.
Thank you for being with them all the time, and accompanying me to the present.
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So-here is the new article!
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Throne Raiders Notes ← please poke
The Son of Fate was given five chances to be reborn, and then was killed four times by the opponent who robbed the throne.
The last chance, if you don't want to die, you must find the right way to attack the throne.
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Question: How to properly attack the throne?
Answer: Let the opponent who snatches the throne for you live for you and die for you to spoil you as a heart.
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Destiny's son who successfully boarded the throne for the fifth time:? ? ?
What is wrong? !