Chapter 32: Dreamland (2)

Unknown when it was, Loren felt as if he was about to get out of control.
Broken castle ruins, groups of "selfs" like "corpse tide" coming from all directions, but not like a brainless ghoul, but very sensible, like hyenas hunting in the wilderness, In groups of four or five, the broken knight sword is like the fangs of this group of hyenas, and only rushes to bite when they are sure.
"Very good, sixth."
Loren's voice was extremely calm. If it weren't for the dead body that was crushed by his foot, he might make this scene more convincing.
Lightly avoided a sword piercing the back of his head. Loren, half kneeling on the ground, held the hilt in both hands and struck the "self" behind him in half from shoulder to waist.
"the seventh."
Carrying another sword stabbed into his waist stiffly, turned directly to grab the other person's hair, and slashed his head from that body!
"The eighth."
The Loren was chanting, and his dark pupil had begun to blur a little. Whenever he killed a "self", the force that flowed into the body, the void, let him immediately eliminate all fatigue.
The blood on him contains those living corpses, but also his own. But Loren, who can't feel the pain at all, no longer cares. When the long sword in his hand pierces a body and cuts off a head, the bloated blood and the stimulation of the void flowing into the body will revitalize his spirit!
"Come! Come again--!"
Loren screamed and snarled his eyes, even though he was not tired, he was still breathing heavily, and the suppression of the past seemed to be completely released at this moment.
Just came to this world, the first night of helplessness and fear ...
On the way to follow the wandering old knight, carefully please and serve ...
Was killed in Leonardo, unspeakable regret and self-blame ...
And from the beginning to the present, step by step during the two or three years, carefully calculated, and lived diligently ...
Lorren never found out that he had been suppressed for so long, so hard to live. He never realized how eager to indulge in his subconscious mind!
The steel sword was waving and tearing, ripping one after another roughly into pieces, even if it was not necessary at all. He freely released the animal nature in his body, like a crazy monster, desperately to bite the prey that had become a corpse, and did not care about the body.
The ruined castle is like a locked cage at the moment, and Loren locked inside is a beast in the cage, howling and waving its claws.
'S footsteps moved forward slowly, and the thrill of killing in his mind became clearer and clearer—no matter what language he used to describe, Loren could not be considered a reasonable person at this moment.
Step by step bloodmark, Loren still clasped the sharp blade in his hand, the thing seems to have become his only support, step by step toward the gate of the main castle of the academy, kicked the knocker.
"boom--!!!!"
The seemingly sturdy door panel fell to the ground and rolled up a burst of smoke. Loren dragging his sword stepped on the door and walked into the dark hall.
The "self" behind him did not catch up, still wandering outside like a wandering corpse.
Is really a very ironic design, Loren raised his lips.
"It's ... so sorry, I thought you would enjoy it more, my friend."
Is the familiar voice again. Loren was quite sure that there should be no one in front of him. But now, the young man with blonde hair in a small dress leans elegantly on a sculpture next to the hall, holding a yellowing book in his hand.
"Why am I not surprised at all?" Slightly self-deprecating Loren snorted slightly, and looked at his right wrist, but the mark left on it disappeared.
"Oh, please don't care about that--as I said, the mark is the tool I use to find you." The young man, or Asriel, had a warm smile on his face, and his clear eyes seemed to be clear. Yishen Shenquan: "As I said, we met again."
"But seriously, I am a bit regretful as your friend-I have prepared this scene meticulously, but I didn't expect you to get bored so quickly." The teenager pouted, looking a little wronged: "It really is Because it ’s too monotonous? Ah ... you really are ... should I say that I ’m dissatisfied? "
"you guys"? Loren narrowed his eyes, vaguely as if he had caught a key word.
"Please don't doubt, of course I am not a human being--please don't think of cute Asriel as a devil or something, that is too much." Asriel said "very sincerely": "And we are friends Isn't it? Friends should not defame each other. "
"So ... as a friend." Loren sneered and looked at him: "Should you explain to me first, what is going on?"
"It's just a little bit of goodwill as a friend." Asriel's expression was sincere, and his head was crooked: "Although your special physique can make you not afraid of the threat of the void, but my friend, you It's still too small to look at this world. Your consciousness and reason are far from enough to fight the evil of the void. "
"Maybe you think it's ironic to kill each other with yourself who became a corpse. But believe me, the void can do much more than that. The desire to entice you to be crazy is definitely more than just killing. After all, you humans After all, it is a creature that desires complexity, and it is too easy to make you unable to extricate yourself. "
"So, I did a little trick at the right time, so that you can vent as much as possible, but not completely lose your mind." The young man smiled with kindness: "I also hope that this will make you feel me Sincerity. "
"What if I really lose my mind?"
"That is impossible-as a friend, the most important thing is to trust each other. And I absolutely believe in you, it is impossible to be completely swallowed up by your own desires!"
Of course Loren doesn't believe this lie.
"As for why I am here ... presumably you remember, I once helped you to complete the revenge, my friend." Asriel lightly smiled: "And friends should help each other and support each other. Yes-and now, my dear friend, UU reading www.uukanshu.com I need your help. "
"What do you want?" Loren asked straightforwardly, he was very tired of playing the man with this guy, and the proud gesture hidden behind his smile.
"Why are you always so anxious?" The teenager wrinkled his tiny nose and pressed the index finger of his right hand on the temple in confusion: "We can talk more."
"Sorry, but I wish I could make you disappear now."
"Okay, it looks like I'm disgusted." Asriel sighed and found a brass key from the yellowed book in his hand: "However, it's really not a place for conversation here. , Although I really want to ask you one thing, let me wake you up from this dream first. "
Asriel holding the key, carefully jumped off the sculpture and walked deep into the hall. Loren slowly grasped the sword handle in his hand-there seemed to be a huge cage in the dark place.
"Hey yeah ~" The teenager fiddled with the iron door of the cage and seemed to wake up a monster curled up inside. He roared in a low voice and slowly climbed towards the exit.
"... I wish you a pleasant time, I respect Your Excellency Loren Turin." Asriel turned around and bowed towards her, smiling politely, and put her hands behind her back: " So, goodbye ~ "
"Poof--!"
In an instant, the figure coming out of the cage, a sword cut off the head of the teenager, the body with the head lost fell into the pool of blood like a broken puppet, and the limb twitched intermittently.
Blonde hair was stained with blood, and the still smiling head rolled to Loren's feet, letting him look up involuntarily, the person who came out of the cage ...
That is who he is completely mad.