Global Erosion: Non-Human Claims to Be My Mr.

You still trust me...

Letting the light golden mark sink into the skin of Qin Mo's wrist, the Lord of the Human Heart Arena raised his head and looked carefully at Qin Mo, who was recognized by his old friend.

"Stupid boy!".

"If you want to get what I have, it depends on whether you have the ability to do it."

The Lord of the Human Heart Arena narrowed his eyes and spoke in a cold tone.

thing?

Qin Mo immediately revealed a look of doubt mixed with confusion.

The Lord of the Colosseum read Qin Mo’s expression: “???”

One person and one shadow looked at each other.

"Excuse me, what do you mean by..."

"Fuck!".

"That kid Shen Yin sent the person in front of me without saying anything!"

The Lord of the Human Heart Arena twitched his mouth and looked mad.

"Why do I have to do this!".

This kind of thing! That kind of thing?

The ambiguous tone gave Qin Mo an instant heart attack.

Scratching his head angrily, the Lord of the Human Heart Arena glared at Qin Mo fiercely.

Qin Mo, who had no idea what was going on, said: "......".

Don’t underestimate the Lord of the Colosseum’s random thoughts, they are full of evil tastes.

Benying is actually a member of the Shadow Clan who has extremely high combat power but is too lazy to use his brain.

In the meeting with the devil, the meaning of Shen Yin's message was obviously to ask him to temporarily serve as Qin Mo's teacher, and it was an invitation that could not be refused.

屮!

The face of the Lord of the Colosseum, who was quite emotional, twisted for a moment, and he suddenly swallowed up the mood of his old friend.

pat!

Cold sweat dripped down his smooth skin, and Qin Mo's back was slightly bent.

The power belonging to the Lord of the Human Heart Arena was like a huge rock pressing down heavily on Qin Mo's back.

never mind......

I just want to take a rest...

The corner of his eye swept across Qin Mo's forehead, and the flickering eyes of the Lord of the Human Heart Arena returned to calm.

call!

In an instant, Qin Mo, who was feeling great pressure, breathed a sigh of relief and immediately realized that the power of the Lord of the Human Heart Arena had been withdrawn.

"Boy..."

When Qin Mo's eyes were focused on him, the Lord of the Human Heart Arena continued:

"What do you want to do now that you have the power of the Promise of the Demon? What kind of human do you want to be?"

Qin Mo was stunned.

How do you say it?...

Which one was the one who held the Covenant with the Demon? I remember that the other party asked the next successor this question.

The Lord of the Human Heart Arena stole a glance at Qin Mo, his heart beating wildly.

"do not know".

Qin Mo did not hesitate for too long and gave his true answer within three breaths.

The Lord of the Colosseum, who mistakenly thought that Qin Mo was just being perfunctory, frowned and looked unfriendly.

"No worries about food and clothing, no worries about travel."

"Those you care about will be safe and happy."

"That's all I ask for."

The Lord of the Human Heart Arena had a dazed look on his face, his eyes filled with a look of half-belief and half-doubt.

That's it?

Looking directly into the eyes of the Lord of the Human Heart Arena, Qin Mo had a gentle smile on his lips.

Looking away, the Lord of the Human Heart Arena said slowly:

"Stupid boy, everyone has his own pursuits. I don't understand, but I respect it."

Knowing that Qin Mo was not lying, the Lord of the Colosseum, who had always pursued excitement and enjoyed the smoke of battle, felt that Qin Mo's pursuit was quite in line with his wishes.

After a pause, the Lord of the Human Heart Arena continued:

"Sounds wonderful."

As a member of the Shadow Clan who is sensitive to emotions, the Lord of the Human Heart Arena sensed a heartwarming power from Qin Mo.

In an instant, it was as if a pair of gentle hands soothed every emotion in the heart of the Lord of the Colosseum.

During the conversation, the cold eyes of the Lord of the Human Heart Arena softened and his emotions relaxed.

Qin Mo was stunned for a moment, and the smile on his lips silently widened.

"If possible, I would also like to have a small courtyard facing the sun, with flowers blooming in spring, cool in summer and warm in winter, where I can spend the rest of my life with the one I love."

People who are also human beings will say, no, we are not brothers! This is already difficult, okay!

wake up!

Now is not a good time to dream.

And as the master of the Shadow Clan's Human Heart Arena, he would think.

So simple, so pure human being.

Some people choose to pursue fame and fortune and become prosperous; others choose to be content with what they have and live in seclusion.

The world is big and there are many choices. It all depends on what you think and wish.

"Hahaha".

"Stupid boy, I think I understand why he would choose to help you."

"I don't like you, but...I don't hate you either."

It's better to come early than to come by coincidence.

If they met a moment earlier or later, the Lord of the Human Heart Arena would guarantee that he would never look down upon a human being like Qin Mo.

Fortunately, they are now a perfect match.

"Stupid boy, I hope your strength is as good as your appearance."

While Qin Mo was still not reacting, the Lord of the Human Heart Arena, who was stretching lazily, knelt on one knee in front of Qin Mo.

Suddenly, a powerful force appeared out of nowhere and pressed Qin Mo down on the throne, making him unable to move.

[My name is Zhan, and I wish to sign a contract with Fengmozhiyue]

[Call my name, serve my will, swear to fight, raise my sword, fight to the death]

A strange figure dispersed the crowd, and in the silence, the Lord of the Colosseum swore word by word in the language exclusive to the Shadow Clan, as if reciting the Knight's Declaration.

"Stupid boy, remember to live to see the people you care about."

After a while, the Lord of the Human Heart Arena stood up and let out a low laugh from his throat, then spoke.

Boom!

The roaring sound, like thunder, resounded throughout the entire human heart arena.

"Take care!".

An indescribable emotion flashed in his eyes. He glanced at the place where the Lord of the Human Heart Arena disappeared, and bowed bloodily.

thump—

The vibration of the drum surface faded from his ears, and Qin Mo found that he could move.

【Little Moon, where did they go? 】

The light in his light amber eyes fluctuated, and Qin Mo asked with a tense expression.

[Nuan Nuan, I can’t feel it]

Inexplicable... Inexplicable...

I don't understand!

I really don't understand why I had to take the initiative to tie freedom to a rope and hand it to him.

Does Qin Mo really not know?

perhaps......

[Nuan Nuan, don't be anxious, try the Demonic Appointment]

Qin Mo took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

In the dark sea of ​​consciousness, two stars suddenly lit up.

One gold and one red.

The red star has a pure and clean red, like a fierce flame.

On the other side, the golden stars that were curiously circling around their new companion were suddenly forced back by a red light.

Woohoo!

The golden star paused, then quickly turned into a golden light and dodged to the side. Through the red light, he looked from afar at the red star that exuded an aura that was not to be messed with.

found it!

The incarnation of consciousness came into contact with a red light that looked like a flame, and Qin Mo sensed a faint breath like a candle flame guiding him in the direction.

thump thump...

hiss!

Qin Mo covered his red and painful forehead and suddenly took a breath of turbid air.

Enchantment?

In the palm of his hand, a red light curtain as thin as a cicada's wing suddenly spread out layers of ripples.

Before Zhan left, he used his power to create a barrier to trap Qin Mo in place.

The bad premonition in his heart became a reality. Qin Mo frowned and studied the red barrier that blocked his way.

"Stupid boy, just stay here!"

"I'll let you out."

Don't see the person, just hear the sound.

Qin Mo sat back down, his eyebrows lowered, his eyes unclear.

The main mission of surviving for seven days is already halfway through.

Above the Colosseum of Human Heart.

"grown ups?".

"No rush! The opportunity we've been waiting for... has come!".

The leader of the men in black robes raised his head slightly, his eyes looked into the distance, the corner of his mouth curled up and he raised his hand and said.

Upon hearing this, the subordinate in black robe took a step back, lowered his head and said nothing.

distance.

The Shadow Clan member who had disappeared from Qin Mo's presence appeared above the Human Heart Arena.

Owner......

The bloody hand tightly grasped the gong, with a struggling expression.

thump—

The sound of gongs continued to echo in the Colosseum building, and bloody pupils deeply engraved the figure of the Shadow Clan's war.

With his eyes closed, a scene appeared in Bloody's mind, in which he, as a subordinate, was having a conversation with the master, a member of the Shadow Clan.

Darkness devoured the light, shadows reveled in hidden corners, and the Shadow Clan warrior leaned on the throne with a distracted look.

The fireworks flickered, and the Shadow Clan warrior's face was half in bright light and half shrouded in obscure shadows.

The breeze gently blew across the slightly curled hair of Shadow Clan member Zhan, and no one disturbed the huge arena of human hearts.

Standing behind Shadow Clan Zhan, Bloody's eyes were always staring at his master quietly.

It would be great if this scene could be frozen forever...

They can...stay here forever.

A hidden thought suddenly came to mind, and a bloody thought flashed through my mind for an instant.

【bloody】

【Owner? 】

[If one day, I am no longer me, I hope... I can be held by your hands...]

【Owner! 】

【Um? 】

Xuexing suddenly spoke up, interrupting the words of Shadow Clan Zhan, his deep black eyes flashing quickly.

Will not! Will not!

The gong swayed quickly and slightly, reflecting the owner's uneasy mood.

【bloody】

In silence, Xuexiang swallowed the blood in his throat and spoke with difficulty.

[It is... the master]

【obedient!】

Bloody was distracted and did not miss a single word uttered by Shadow Clan Zhan.