The game character has become my vest

As the weather approached July, the weather started to heat up. When Mian got off the train, he didn't let Mama Mi and Papa Mi come to pick him up. Instead, he carried his suitcase and took the bus back.

When she got home, she saw her son whom she hadn't seen for several months. Mother Mi had a smile on her face and greeted him to eat and drink.

Similarly, she also noticed the problem with her son's complexion.

"Why is your face so pale? Is there something uncomfortable?"

"It should be alright...Maybe the air conditioner on the bus is too strong, it will be fine in a while." In front of his parents, Mian would not say where he was feeling unwell, otherwise he would have to go to the hospital right away up.

"The quilt in your room has been made for you. You go to play for a while, and I will call you after dinner."

"it is good."

In response, Mian carried the suitcase into the room, and after tidying up the clothes he had brought back, he lay down on the bed.

It's probably because Mian felt more relaxed when he got home, and he didn't sleep for a few days. Although he can survive physically now, he is still mentally sleepy.

So he fell asleep in no time.

After falling asleep this time, Mian still dreamed without exception.

It's just that the dream is different from before.

This time, the demons who have been suppressed for a long time can no longer calm down, and simply launched a war!

In the dream, the various systems at that time were not complete, and there was no leader at all to stop this war.Demons kill all races except demons regardless of gender or age!

And the demons, who are naturally warlike and will take the lives of others before they die, gradually gain the upper hand... because demons can already assimilate other races.And once the other races become demons, the demons will be considered victorious.

Because once you become a demon, even Yuhi's partner will never be able to go back to the past.

In that battle, the demons really made an enemy of the world.

Therefore, he offended all races on the mainland except his own race.

It also leads to the fighting race under the God of Light - the Celestial Clan.

The Demon Race and the Celestial Race were born with a sense of hostility, which seemed to be engraved in their bones and could not be washed away.

The demons hate the Celestial Clan, because the Celestial Clan is protected by the gods, even if they die, as long as they don't betray the gods, the gods will let him reincarnate as the Celestial Clan.The Demon Race hates the Celestial Race, because the Celestial Race is born with a superior attitude and does not look down on any creatures.The Demon Race hates the Celestial Clan because the Celestial Clan...beheaded and killed countless demons.

Mother Mi called Mian's name, waking him up from his dream.

Just after waking up, he still seemed to be able to smell the soaring smell of blood.

The smell was so thick that it was disgusting, and he was almost out of breath.

The demons who died in his dream did not have the same appearance, they all had their own different pasts, and if they hadn't died, they might have a more exciting future.

But they completely died in the hands of the Celestial Clan.

In a trance, Mian felt that the one who had died was not a demon who had nothing to do with him and had never known him before, but his companions, subordinates, subjects... believers?

Mother Mi looked at Mian still in a daze, so she said: "It's time to get up, the meal will be ready soon, wash your hands and prepare to eat... Why are you falling asleep now? Did you stay up late again yesterday?"

Mian stared blankly at Mama Mi, then lowered her gaze, and said "hmm" in a low mood.

"It's not good to stay up late. It's okay to stay up late now because you are young. When you get older, all kinds of problems will come. Go to bed early today, tomorrow..."

Mama Mi's familiar chanting has been accompanied by Mi An, slowly warming up his dull mood.He got up and put on his shoes, and followed to the living room, occasionally responding to Mama Mi's words, but he was still thinking about the scene in his dream.

Why is he dreaming those dreams without interruption?

What did the dream want to reveal to him?

He thought that he had played himself to death, maybe the strange world in the game would never have anything to do with him again.

But the pain in his heart and Tang En's fatal injury, the icon that never disappeared on the computer desktop, and the uninterrupted dreams every day made Mian feel that things were not that simple again.

All the things in the dream are presented to Mian from the so-called "God's perspective".He is both a spectator and a participant.

He didn't really participate in those things, but his emotions seemed to have been truly experienced.

Very contradictory.

While eating dinner, Mian pressed his heart.

It won't hurt more if he presses down, but it does exist.

It's just that compared to the beginning, there is indeed a little bit of improvement.But Mian wasn't too sure, maybe it got better just because he got used to it.

After dinner, Mian followed Papa Mi to exercise for a while at the fitness equipment in the community, and also chatted for a while, talking about things in school.When the post-dinner walk was almost over, Mian figured it out on the way back.

He can't stay awake all the time.

It's better to go with the situation and see what this dream wants to do.

So that day after Mian washed up, he lay down on the bed, let himself fall asleep naturally, and dreamed on his own initiative.

In the dream, the previous battle continued.

The Mozu reluctantly resisted under the hands of the Tianzu.What's more, there are other races that are in the same camp as the Celestial Clan...but the Demon Clan is like weeds, once a wave dies, there will always be new ones to take over.

And even if they die, they will drag the race that fought with him to degenerate.

The Demon Race still has no leader.

But the Celestial Clan is not the same.

Mian saw the Archangel Archangel thousands of years ago in his dream...

The blond-haired Archangel had a stern face, without any warmth.

Holding that familiar weapon in his hand, one demon after another was easily beheaded by him.

When the demon's blood stained the soil, the blond-haired archangel looked at the demon's body in disgust, as if silently reprimanding the demons for polluting everything even if they died.

No demon could stand against his onslaught.

He couldn't even stain his robe with blood.

The blond-haired archangel walked into the demon step by step, and left it unharmed.

And finally, when the blood of the devil sprinkled sporadically on the blond archangel, he just indifferently raised his hand to wipe the blood stains on his cheeks, as if he was just playing around with a child, and he didn't take it seriously.

The blood-stained Celestial Clan is as if the holiness has been stained with filth, and it is shockingly beautiful.

But the holiness that has been "defiled" is still just erasing the lives of those many demons.

He has never shown mercy to demons, nor has he equated the lost lives of his men with those around him.

In his eyes, demons are the evil that should not exist in the world.