[Quick Travel GL] Brave Love

An ethereal female voice.

The voice of a woman is not the case. Although Krian never believed that the gods who ruled this world are not dead, he felt pure divinity in this voice.

He was neither happy nor angry, his voice carried a strong objective meaning, ethereal as if it didn't exist in the world, but there was a wonderful power that prompted his brain to work and consider the information brought by the voice.

"God" said that she was just a sliver of consciousness remaining in this world, in order to guard the balance of the world.

Since the formation of the heaven and the earth, good and evil have coexisted, but one day the fire of war among the gods ignited the heaven and the earth, the gods fell, and the good and evil were lost forever. Shortly after the collapse of one of the world's worlds.

The Devil King was born based on this foundation. His predecessor was a god born after the world. Since he inherited the identity of the Devil King—all viscous malice is closely connected with the Devil King and his palace. At one point, he will be driven mad and corrupted by evil thoughts.

His sister couldn't bear his brother's painful death.So he threw himself into human beings, killed him, and assumed the fate of the devil himself.

The human body will eventually collapse one day, and the exhausted god commanded the skeleton to attack the nearest small town and destroy it.

This day is called the Devil King's Birthday.

She was finally killed by a human, the same way as her brother.

"I know, you're tired."

Tears welled up from the corners of the first brave man's eyes, and his gentle face was tinged with determination. He pulled out the sword that had pierced through the Demon King, threw it aside, and hugged his own green plum.

He was a gentle man with no water chestnut, but at this moment he managed to take his blunt sword and pierced her chest with it.

In an instant, countless evil thoughts were transferred from the Demon King to him.

"I can take it on your behalf."

The moment his sword killed her, the two of them were tightly connected. The overflowing evil thoughts were restless, part of which was imprisoned in her body and died with the passage of life, and part of it flowed into the body of the hero to temporarily absorb it. Catch his eager minions.

The unbalanced situation was forcibly reversed.

He became the second Demon King.

Crean was not interested in this vulgar story until he heard "God" say:

"Would you like to be the devil king? The devil king will have infinite life, but one day the devil king will be killed by a 'brave'. The brave man may be your family, your lover, your child, or someone completely unfamiliar to you. people."

"Are you—are you going to be the Demon King?"'

There are actually many traps in the words of "God", but they are the ones that people with limited lives flock to.

Kerian felt a little funny at this time, he smiled and said, "I choose to be the devil."

"Okay." "God" replied calmly. The moment Kerian answered, he felt that he had a little more connection with the castle. The people and things in the castle were under his control, and they should have been aching. The old scar seemed to have completely separated from his body, and power poured into his body.

He was born again.

Although the identity of the devil represents endless troubles, as long as all the insiders and all the people who may become brave are all killed.

Kerian thought about this, his eyes flicked around the faces of his companions who couldn't hide their astonishment, and with a thought, several sharp bone spurs pierced their throats from all sides of the castle at tricky angles. Before the astonishment in his eyes completely disappeared, it was covered with a layer of ashes, and the last trace of resentment remained in his eyes.

Let's just say that he died unfortunately while facing the Demon King.

He arranged the funeral of his "companion" on his own, but his eyes suddenly fell on one place.

Kerian saw a terrified little face with tears in the corners of his eyes. It was his eldest son.

Christine staggered and took a step back, muttering about his mother, he would not hide his gaze, and involuntarily fell on the opposite side of Kerian's sword.

Kerian suddenly realized something.

He silently pulled out his sword, the blood flowing from his heart wet the red carpet, and Kerian lifted the veil of the Demon King.That's... his wife.

This story is definitely a bit vulgar, and it can be written as a storybook.

But when you think about it carefully, there are actually many clues, such as the child named Christine.

With the fragrance of scented tea in her mouth, Amiya swallowed the warm tea, feeling that her throat was no longer so thirsty.

"That's... your father?"

He never forgot that Christine's brother had been the real Christine.

In this way, how old is Christine, and why has her appearance never changed?Amiya thought of Christine's appearance from a handsome boy to a gray-haired old woman in an instant.Although he was not someone who cared about his appearance, he shuddered for a moment.

"That's right." Christine answered as a matter of course, and her expression could be regarded as gentle, "At that time, my father killed my mother, and my brother, who has not remembered anything, witnessed everything at that time."

Kerian slowed down, his stomach was still stained with the blood spattered by the devil, and he walked towards Christine step by step.Every time he took a step closer, Christine took a trembling step back, tears streaming down her face like broken beads.

Although he didn't know anything, his little heart was grabbed by heart-piercing emotions and pulled hard.

"He... your brother was killed by your father?" Amiya answered after a long silence. She couldn't imagine what kind of hard-hearted Kerian had, killing his wife without knowing it. It's not the original intention, but it's completely too much to kill the parents and children who have witnessed everything.

"Oh~" The corners of Christine's eyes twitched slightly, and there was a taste of sarcasm for no reason, "Of course it is impossible. My father is cowardly and useless, and he has too much untimely compassion. He comforted himself. I have some memories of this, but I just knocked him out, destroyed my mother's face, and brought a corpse back to the predecessor of Raya to welcome the arrival of glory."

"You were still in your infancy, how could you know what happened at that time?" Amiya was a little puzzled, and instead of hiding it, she asked directly.

Kristen would tell her that they were able to live in peace for the time being, in large part because Kristen wanted to tell her.

With such trust, she is already very satisfied.

"I saw it with these eyes," Christine touched the corners of his eyes, "Evil thoughts like to exist in certain characters. Father shouldn't have the chance to become the devil king. He has too many shortcomings. Hidden dark thoughts eat away at his soul, leaving evil thoughts without tainted satisfaction."

"The mother did it voluntarily. She knew that she was about to die, so she chose the person she loved to kill herself with her own hands."

"My mother handed over the identity of the devil to my father, but my brother and I are more suitable to become the devil. My father can't see the few memories that the identity of the devil carries, but I can see it."

"Pathetic woman." Christine said with a mockery and a sigh, loosening the folds of her clothes.

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