The anchor doesn't want to die

The blood-red cross was like a gun, and it was inserted into the man's chest.And the hand holding the weapon seemed to belong to him.

Liang Yuesheng lowered his head, quietly looking at his life-threatening hands, slightly raindrops fell on the palms, moist, cold, and seemed to have a slight salty taste.

The man who had been stabbed by him knelt down in front of him, showing a gentle and lonely smile.In the next second, the man fell backward into the abyss like a jackdaw with its wings broken.

The headache hit suddenly, and after the world spun, the picture changed suddenly, and it was the sadness between yin and yang again and again.He found that except for the time when the man fell into the abyss, the person who died every time seemed to be himself.

He doesn't know how many times he has experienced birth, old age, sickness, death, natural disasters and man-made disasters.In different time and space, in different worlds, he was forced to listen to the cries of men many times at the moment of dying.

The man cried hysterically, so that there was a little pity and intolerance in his heart.

He had heard of the loss of his father in a young age and his only child in old age, the heart-piercing pain was probably like this.

Finally, in the corridor of memories flickering like a lantern, a snow-white world descended in front of him.He knew almost instinctively that it was heaven.

"Why did you betray God the Father?" He heard his own voice.

The two sides confronted each other, and the angels who wanted to leave with the man stood behind him, forming a mighty army.

"Goodbye, Majesty." The man didn't answer his question, but smiled at him, and led his subordinates out of heaven.

On that day, the bells that rang through the sky seemed particularly dull.

"Boom-"

"Boom-"

"Boom-"

Liang Yuesheng woke up suddenly, looking out of the floor-to-ceiling windows, the bell tower in the twilight raised a long chime.Looking around, he found that he had fallen asleep unknowingly leaning against the door frame on the top floor.

Everything in the dream is vivid, as if it happened yesterday.Inexplicably, he really wanted to go to Lan Ye and ask the man some crucial questions.

He stood up and walked down the stairs into the living room.The fountain in the swimming pool is still surging tirelessly, blooming white water splashes.The goat steward stood quietly outside a door, like a tall pine tree.

Liang Yuesheng greeted the butler, but the latter made a "shh" gesture to him.

It wasn't until night fell that he waited for Belial's figure.The blond beauty yawned and pushed the door out, still wearing loose white pajamas.

"Huh? You're still there." Beryl seemed a little surprised.

"Can I go?"

"Of course not. If you step out of my house, Lawrence will take you back."

The goat steward bowed slightly to Liang Yuesheng, as if agreeing with his master.

Thinking of his previous adventures in hell, Liang Yuesheng couldn't laugh or cry. It is true that he did not step out of this mansion, but he had already gone to a distant place.

He told this powerful demon everything he had seen and heard before. The latter thought for a while and asked, "Can you lend me the piece of jade that His Majesty gave you?"

Liang Yuesheng took off the pendant around his neck and handed it to Belial.The latter played with the jade slightly for a moment, then frowned.

"This is just an ordinary stone, and I can't feel any fluctuations in magic power." The demon helped him put on the pendant again, and said, "The power that allows you to travel through the cracks in time and space to hell is not provided by this stone."

"Did you hide something else when you lost your godhead, Majesty?"

"Why do you call me Dajun?" He was stunned. In his dream, he heard the man calling him affectionately by this title countless times. He thought it was a name, but now it seems that it may be an official position or something. title.

"You really are a noble person who forgets things!" Beryl pouted in feigned displeasure, "Or... your memory was lost along with the godhead?"

At nightfall, Belial, as one of the Seven Lords of Hell, finally yawned and went to work.

He held Liang Yuesheng under his arm like a chicken, and patrolled the sky over the city at his leisure.

Looking down at the city below, Liang Yuesheng saw countless black shadows walking back and forth on the bustling streets, and occasionally someone who tried to cause trouble was arrested by the same kind before it caused a catastrophe.

He was a little surprised, as if he didn't expect that the seemingly lazy Beryl could manage his management area in such an orderly manner.

"Your Majesty divided the world into thirteen regions. The smaller the number, the greater the population density and the more important the strategic location. This is the seventh region, which is a place that is easier to take care of. The first to third regions are currently still In the hands of the Lord of the Flies, that is the most difficult place to conquer."

"Lord of the Flies means... Beelzebub?"

"Of course, after that guy fell into the sky, his body turned into a big fly. But even so, besides His Majesty, he is the strongest existence in hell. I am just a diplomat who doesn't do anything practical, Beelzebub But the prime minister holds great power. If the prime minister wants to betray the emperor, there will always be some earth-shattering disputes."

However, Liang Yuesheng grasped a special topic and asked bitterly: "Aren't you the first angel created by God? Why are you so self-willed and depraved that even if you become a devil, you still idle around every day?"

"Ouch, do you still remember who I am? Why did you forget your own identity?" Beryl ruffled his hair violently as if revenge.

Liang Yuesheng was slightly taken aback, he found that he did recall some ancient images, different from those ancient myths that can be searched on the Internet, but a more real personal experience.But even so, he still can only recall some characters like old friends and colleagues, but he can't remember more important people - such as the man who was stabbed by him in his dream and looks exactly like Lan Ye .

In a daze, the man looked at him with those star-like eyes, and extended his hand affectionately.

"Majesty, leave heaven with me and go to a place where there are only you and me, okay?"

"It doesn't matter, if what you love is God, then I will become an existence equal to God. One day I will sit on an equal footing with God, will you have my image in your eyes?"

……

At this moment, he even forgot who he really was.

An unlucky guy who was born with albinism and was forced to move bricks in the live broadcast room of the plane?

An infatuated species who travels back and forth in different time and space just to meet a certain man again?

A pitiful creature who was originally superior but unfortunately lost his godhead and turned into an ordinary human being to experience life, old age, sickness and death?

- so annoying.

He pressed his temple, motioning for Beryl to put him down.After all, the latter is a diplomat from hell, with poisonous and sharp eyesight, and his abnormality can be seen at a glance.

"Majesty, if I say those three words, will you be able to recall everything?" The demon, as beautiful and evil as a poisonous snake and beast, hugged his body, lay on his ear, and threw a bewitching smile. The bait was dropped.

"Actually, I'm really looking forward to it. The worm that fell into the abyss really wants to see, when you, the noble one, regained your memory but lost your godhead...the appearance of being on the verge of collapse."

Liang Yuesheng gently pushed Beryl away and covered her head.His mind was chaotic, and memory fragments poured out like a gushing volcanic magma, but those memories perfectly avoided the most critical parts, so that the curiosity and desire in his heart became more and more intense.

The devil gently licked his side face, and spoke every word very heavily and slowly.

"If you are sad, sad, and hopeless—won't you be able to fall into this bottomless hell with us?"

"Belil, shut up..."

"Majesty—you are obviously lonely too. Your god has long since disappeared. Over the years, have you ever seen him again, except in dreams?"

Liang Yuesheng didn't want to be tempted by the devil any more, and ran forward stumblingly.

In the pitch-dark park, only the dim street lamps glow vaguely like candles in the wind.The stars are dim tonight, and there is only blackness in the woods filled with thick indigo blue.

After running for an unknown amount of time, the young man leaned against a tree, gasping for breath.

He looked back, but there seemed to be no sign of the blond demon.

He didn't know why he wanted to run away, it was obvious that Beryl used to be a colleague who worked with him, and now he is also a person trusted by Lan Ye.In this demon-ridden night, he shouldn't have run away from his wife.

But... do you really want to listen to that demon's bewitching?

A touch of red suddenly appeared in his vision, and his rich combat experience allowed him to instinctively avoid the enemy's attack.After he jumped back a few steps and saw the attacker clearly through the dim night, he found that it was a demon that had clearly lost control.

Greedy and wild light radiated from the scarlet eyes, which were as muddy as a pool of stagnant water.

There was a wolf howling sound, and the next moment, a group of demons with red eyes came out from the depths of the woods and approached him step by step.

The branch above the head moved slightly, making a small sound.Liang Yuesheng raised her head, and saw Belial lightly falling on a branch like a canary, looking down at him and the group of hungry demons.

"Majesty, join us, otherwise I have no reason to massacre the same race for an ordinary human?"

"But--"

"You mean His Majesty's order? Hey, I failed my duty more than once or twice. Your Majesty has long been used to it."

Belial smiled and squatted down, looking down into his eyes.

"Enchantment or death, you choose one."

There was no trace of a smile in those beautiful peach blossom eyes, they were as cool as the cold wind on a winter night.Liang Yuesheng understood that Beryl was not joking with him.If he doesn't give in, the demon will literally watch him die.

Hungry wolf-like demons swarmed up, eager to try to open their stance.They bent their forelimbs, arched their spines, charged their hind hooves, and pulled their whole bodies into a full bow. It seemed that they would shoot up at any time, devouring the human who strayed into the hunting ground.

Liang Yuesheng swallowed a mouthful of saliva and clenched his fist tightly.Such a number of demons cannot be defeated by a single human being.If he fought alone, he would still be able to fight, but in the current situation, he seemed to have to ask for help from the demon squatting on the branch watching the show.

But there seemed to be another voice in his heart admonishing him earnestly—once he went astray and completely became a puppet of the devil, he would definitely regret it even more after he regained his memory.

He didn't have much time to think, and the current situation was obviously not a good time for contemplation.The moment the first demon pounced, he punched the jackal's jaw, and the bone of the beast hurt his knuckles.

In an instant, dozens of ferocious beasts swarmed in, and he could defuse the first two attacks with his fists, but the subsequent siege completely submerged him.The moment his flesh was bitten by the fangs, he felt a heart-pounding pain, and physiological tears welled up in his eyes, blurring his vision.

Suddenly, he heard a sigh.

The coldness of blood loss made him convulse. The night was as cold as water, but it became more and more serious.

So cold, so cold... Is that the temperature of the corpse?

Fire, if there could be fire—

The gentle heat gently kissed his blood-stained fingers, and in a haze, he saw that the scenery around him was covered with warm colors by a cluster of bright lights.

Through physiological tears, brilliant fire appeared in his vision.

The demons that had pounced on him to eat fled in all directions, but the raging flames running like a swimming dragon did not give them a chance to survive.

The scorched corpse fell on the ground, gradually turned into a flying back, and suddenly dispersed in the night wind.

"Majesty, you are really stubborn." Beryl jumped off the branch and landed firmly beside him. "No wonder His Majesty failed to convince you back then."

"Bei..." As soon as he opened his mouth, he felt the blood choked in his throat rushing out suddenly, blocking his unspoken words in an instant.

"It's so annoying, shut up, I'll heal you." Belial squatted down, trying to cast a spell on him.

The cluster of flames guarded the young man's side vigilantly, and it seemed that they did not intend to allow the demon to do anything to its master.

Belial smiled threateningly: "Majesty, if you don't put this thing away, you will lose too much blood and die."

Liang Yuesheng silently called out to the sun-like warm flame in his heart, trying to make it recede, but always to no avail.

The devil understood that perhaps the "human" in front of him hadn't fully controlled the power that originally belonged to him.However, dragging it on like this is not an option, after all, human beings are different from demons, those tiny creatures are as fragile as egg shells.

Even the once famous Archangel, who is now a mortal body, will die from trivial injuries.

"Tsk." He wiped his palms impatiently, trying to forcefully hold down the holy fire from the Archangel to heal his wounds.

The moment he touched the flame, a hand came from behind and grabbed his wrist.

Beryl was slightly taken aback, then turned his head.

"you--"

The man knelt down, the flame receded in an instant, and turned into a firefly-like dot again, hiding in the master's finger.

"Belier, you are too rough."

The beautiful demon smiled, stood up, and gave up his seat to the closest person to the injured.

"If you don't want to be this villain, let me do it."

After all, Belial turned into a wisp of black mist and disappeared in the vast night.

In the silent woods, there is no one inhabited, only one demon and one person leaning on each other.The young man stretched out his bloody hand and gently caressed the other's cheek.

"You handed me over to Belial in the hope that he could replace you and force me to join your camp?"

"No, I just value his ability as the third strongest person in hell."

"But I seem to be... dying."

"No, I'm here." Lan Ye gently held his hand, and in an instant, a warm current flowed from his fingers, along the blood vessels and veins into the atrium, warming his limbs and bones.

The heavy body seemed to gradually regain energy. Liang Yuesheng stretched his fingers and found that his blood seemed to have stopped, and the gnawed flesh gradually grew back and formed scabs.He stood up from Lan Ye's arms, looking at the wound on his body that was almost healed in surprise.

"It's amazing, this is simply the magic technique of bringing the dead back to life, how did you do it—"

"I used to have a friend. He symbolized 'battle' and was in charge of 'fire' among the four elements. He was the chief warrior under the command of the gods. He often went to the primordial hell to clean up the demons and ghosts who lived the same life as the heaven and the earth, and then came back with a wound , I will help him bandage every time, and over time, I have learned these little spells."

The young man's heart moved slightly, he had a premonition that the other party was about to say something earth-shattering and weeping ghosts and gods, so he took the first step and asked: "Is that the person you like?"

"That's the one who gave me my name, too."

Liang Yuesheng suddenly realized that this was a tragedy caused by the sudden amnesia of one of the protagonists who had been in love for a long time.

"Don't be sad, that person will always think of you." He patted the other person's shoulder reassuringly, but was grabbed by a hand.

Eyes as deep as cold stars stared deeply into his eyes, as if they wanted to look into the depths of his soul.

"So, do you remember my name?"