foreigner's journey

275. X [-]

The black mist filled the entrance, disturbing the 'shadows' wherever it reached.

Under the light, whether it's tables, chairs, sofas, or the shadows cast by Palliston under the light, they all twist and stretch, like subjects kneeling on the ground when they see the ruler.

[King] has arrived, and all the shadows surrender.

Pariston wanted to applaud himself to build up his momentum, but found that he couldn't even move half of his fingers. The whole person was sitting on the sofa in the original posture, but his mouth could still speak:

"Forgive me for not being able to stand up to greet you, unknown distinguished guest."

The black mist spiraled and shrunk, and finally condensed into an invisible figure, slowly walking towards Paris.

Every time you take a step, part of the light in the room is lost out of thin air, and everything the figure passes is turned into a dark world.

Even Pariston, whose way of thinking is different from ordinary people, couldn't help feeling a little frightened by the vision in front of him.The figure in front of me will never be the realm that [Nian] can reach, it is simply like a 'god' walking in the world...God...

"Are you and Heather the same kind?" Pariston asked suddenly.

The erosion of the light in the room stopped, and a low-pitched laughter came from the shadows: "Heather? Is that the brat who made troubles in Saheerta? It's the same kind..."

Little devil... Heather, who was able to destroy the entire Saheerta United States with a single blow in the form of a "god", is actually just a little devil in the mouth of this "person"?Is it bravado, or absolute confidence?
Pariston calmed down and continued to test: "Before you kill me, can you allow me to say a few more words? I will never dare to make any small moves in front of you, just say a few words."

"Speak...I'm listening."

The black shadow approached Pariston. The house was originally lit, but now only a small area around Pariston was left with light, and the rest of the area was completely occupied by darkness. The deep voice echoed in the abyss. .

"First of all, I want to report to you that Heather has killed one of your compatriots at the Hunter Association exam site in January this year. His name is Shintaro Miki."

Pariston spoke at a slow pace:

"The methods are cruel and vicious, with no consideration for the feelings of fellow citizens. Does this prove that the relationship between Heather, Mr. Miki and you is not cooperation, but more like a 'competition' relationship?"

"……continue."

"I have done a detailed investigation, and Mr. Miki and Heather have both shown their persistence towards a certain goal. Mr. Miki is obsessed with 'women' and 'power', while Heather is obsessed with the title of 'the strongest in the world' ...Perhaps, there is an unknown competition behind all of you, and you will get corresponding rewards for completing the corresponding goals, so Heather completely ignored Miki's friendship with her compatriots, and instead killed Miki with cruel means."

"Oh...smart, but you should know what happens to unlovable smart people in the face of absolute power."

The light was getting dimmer, but Pariston didn't panic, and he still smiled brightly: "Then I will make myself a pleasing and smart person in your eyes, and I will be used by you. I guess, you must be with Heather. There is also a competitive relationship between them? If you want to accomplish some specific 'goals', sometimes an insider who is good at operating secretly is more effective and easy to use than the destruction brought by external forces, you won't deny this, right?"

"It seems that you hate Heather?"

"It's not annoying, but Heather's temperament is too ups and downs. He can be a 'hero' or a 'devil'. People who have no self-persistence and are driven by desires will only fall on the steps of self-destruction , Numerous facts throughout the ages have proved this point.”

Pariston talked eloquently, and did not hide his upcoming role as a "rapist" at all:
"Compared to him, I hope that a reasonable and communicable 'god' like you can rule this world. For this, I am willing to use all my contacts and secret lines, and cooperate with the plan I set up before to cooperate with you to kill the sea. Sir, remove all obstacles in your path."

"In the face of Heather, who can destroy a superpower, you still have a complete plan to deal with it? Tell me." Sombra seems to be interested.

"Emotions are Heather's shackles. He was born as an existence comparable to a god, but he is bound by the shackles of 'family affection' and 'friendship'. He is just a domesticated monster who is bound by emotions. It has fangs and claws, but is willing to bow its head and lick the feed. Similarly, once the other end of the iron chain called "emotion" is torn off, the monster will be furious. Even if it loses its temper and struggles with all its strength, it will eventually collapse land."

Pariston's smile was bright and bright, without a hint of sarcasm, but his words made people shudder:
"The person who has the closest relationship with Heather is a grocery store owner. His death completely angered Heather and made him waste his energy to create an unprecedented storm to destroy the United States of Sahel Tower. Such a force will definitely have unpredictable effects. A powerful price. It can even be inferred that Heather overdrawn her "future" for revenge, and this is in exchange for a power beyond common sense. Generally speaking, we only need to wait for Heather to exhaust all her energy in madness, Then he will be dragged into the abyss with a terrible 'price', never to return."

"Then what if I don't want to 'wait?" The voice of the black shadow reverberated in the room, as if echoing in a huge cave.

Pariston's eyes were slightly bent, and his smile was even brighter: "Then we can fire him up again. For a person like him who values ​​emotional bonds, what is a fatal blow? The answer is - to be killed by himself. People who value it."

Having said that, Pariston even laughed uncontrollably, as if thinking of a picture that excited him to the extreme:

"His tutor Izanabi and his brother Kurapika have been captured by me and sent to the border of the Montgolima Federation. Once the storm spreads across the border of the United States of Sahelta, I will The moment the storm struck, the curtain was lifted, allowing Heather to watch the storm she created tear the people she cared about to pieces! In this way, even if Heather did not have a nervous breakdown on the spot, she would at least fall into serious self-denial and extreme self-destruction In the tendency, and this will be the perfect time for you to appear on the stage, as long as..."

"I said, why are you trying so hard to get Heather? Is there a personal grudge?"

The black shadow suddenly interrupted Pariston's self-promotion.

There was a little compassionate light on Palliston's face: "I am weak, so I can understand the pain of the weak. Humans are indeed weak in front of Heather, but human beings do not need such capricious gods. For the future of human beings, I I am willing to sacrifice everything I have, even at the expense of the entire country of Sahelta, as long as the future of mankind can continue, I will..."

The words stopped abruptly, the black mist swallowed the last light in the room, and Pariston was completely swallowed by the darkness.

In the boundless darkness, only the voice of the shadow echoed:
"You are just a pervert who feels happy when you are hated. Don't put gold on your face."

The thick black mist dissipated impressively, revealing the true appearance of the black shadow, and there was a smile of unknown meaning in the eyes of Saheer Tower in the distance:
"The meeting ceremony is ready, let's have a face-to-face encounter, new couple."

　PS: The doctor asked me to reduce the time spent watching TV, computers and mobile phones, avoid strenuous exercise such as running, rest my eyes more, and prescribed a lot of oral medicine and eye drops.In other words, how should I drop three eye drops at a time?Simultaneously drip into the eyes and wait for them to make their own cocktails?
　
(End of this chapter)