communion

The last time César brought Rachel home, she had grown into a 15-year-old girl.

Cantrella had some bad guesses.

"Rachel swallowed more than a dozen offspring this time." César said solemnly.

"How come there are so many?"

"The human world has been destroyed." César said coldly, "The subspecies are actually mutants mixed with my blood—I shouldn't have let Gnaeus get my blood."

Years of tacit understanding allowed Cantrella to capture the deep depression that César had hidden. He stood on tiptoe and hugged César, "It's not your fault."

"Also, your brother...is dead."

"Hmm." Cantrella sighed, his hands trembling slightly, "I can guess that a heartless person must either dominate or die young."

"Cantrella, I want to discuss something with you." César said cautiously after Cantrella calmed down, "I have a bad feeling—Gnaeus will definitely treat Tarta Ross makes a move, I am afraid that you will be in danger, so... are you willing to become the master of Tartarus with me?"

"I know." Without waiting for Cantrella to respond, César continued nervously, "Supporting the operation of half the world is a heavy burden. I wanted to live a few more years, but..."

"I am willing." Cantrella's clear youthful voice was full of determination, he interrupted César, "How can it be a burden to be with you forever?"

César showed a look of surprise.

"So, Cesare, tell me, what am I going to do?"

"It's very simple." César lowered his voice, "Hunting me, devouring half of my heart."

In the room, Cantrella sat on César's waist helplessly. He took a few deep breaths and covered his face begging for mercy: "Cesar, I can't do anything."

"Don't be afraid." César gently stroked Cantrella's back. Compared with normal people, Cantrella's spine was very distinct, protruding like flower buds, with an unusual beauty, "You can of."

Cantrella whimpered, gripped the sheets with both hands, arched his back, and the protrusion of his spine became more and more obvious—as if something alive was about to burst out of the ground. Finally, after a violent fluctuation, sixteen pitch-black The black tentacles like spider appendages broke through the barrier of flesh and blood, and quickly hardened in the air, shining with a cold metal-like light.

Cantrella was startled by his own changes, because he was afraid of accidentally hurting César, the sixteen appendages shrank into a ball obediently.

"Come on." César held Cantrella's face in his hands, his blue eyes were so dark that people could get lost in it, and he followed hypnotically: "Cantrella, you know what to do."

Cantrella closed his eyes, two appendages stretched out to César's chest, tremblingly cut open his chest cavity, the thick bloody smell forced Cantrella to shed tears, he opened his eyes cautiously, watching Cesare's black heart in the shape of a beating spider.

"Little cutie." César said with a pale face, smiling like a poisonous poppy, "cut it open, devour it."

Cantrera felt like he had a dream, and his whole body was like a cloud, but the sweet smell of blood in his mouth reminded him that he had just swallowed half the heart of the person he loved.

César's face was paler than ever. He put his arms around Cantrella and asked with a smile, "How do you feel?"

"I can't feel it," Cantrella said nervously.

"Don't worry, after the fusion is complete, you will be able to control the sand and soil of Tartaros." César slowly closed his eyes, "But before that, I'm afraid I will have to sleep for a while."

"I'll be by your side." Cantrella hugged Cesare's neck, and kissed Cesare's forehead as he did before, "Waiting for you to come back."

During the 70 days of Cesar's sleep, Gnaeus invaded Tartaros with countless generations. Use sixteen appendages and Rachel's blood-colored silk thread to fight against countless subspecies.

A single subspecies is very weak, but thousands of subspecies are like tarsal maggots, killing endlessly. Gradually, Cantrella and Rachel's movements are not as flexible as before, and their moves are not as fierce as they were at the beginning , but the wounds on his body are slowly increasing.

"Rachel." Cantrella swung a fierce arc, killed a second-generation species who was planning to attack, and said with difficulty, "We can't hold it anymore, you go back now and take Cecil to the 'core' ', protect him."

"Then what do you do!" Rachel asked eagerly, wiping the blood off her face.

"I'm here to hold off the next generation." Cantrera was very calm at the moment, "You go."

Rachel clenched the sword in her hand, and walked away step by step. Holding back her tears, she said to Cantrella, "Promise me, you must come back alive."

Cantrella nodded and smiled at Rachel.

This is Rachel's last memory of Cantrella.

Not long after, Tartaros erupted with a burst of dazzling white light, and Cantrella cast a forbidden spell, killing all the next-generation species.

Cantrella woke up.

He was lying on the big bed in the basement of Cesare's residence, and Cesare was lying opposite him, reflecting each other's eyes.

"I am back."

"Welcome back." César smiled. After 400 years, he finally said this sentence.

After bidding farewell to Rachel and Lilim, the two returned to the ground again.

Cantrera felt a strange force in his body—this was the expression of his will to become Tartarus, and he couldn't help but look at César.

César smiled and snapped his fingers, all the offspring turned into blood mist in an instant, "Little cutie, let's go and greet Gnaeus well."

Gnaeus "lived" in the heavily guarded core of the upper city, and a large number of his henchmen and the next-generation species under his control guarded him layer by layer.

But all these iron walls can no longer stop the original will of Tartarus who has returned.

Cantrella and César appeared in front of Gnaeus stepping across the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood.

At this time, Gnaeus can no longer be regarded as a "person". He only has a head soaked in nutrient solution, and countless hoses pass through his skull to connect dozens of large computers—this is Gnaeus can serve as the key to the "world will" for more than four hundred years.

Gnaeus opened his mouth with difficulty, but he couldn't utter a word. He no longer had the ability to resist the revenge of Cantrella, the once powerless little prince.

"Go to hell." Cantrella smiled slightly, and there will be no more Gnaeus in the world.

After killing Gnaeus, Cantrella and Cizer completely regained the control of Tartaros. They wiped out all the subspecies and sent the survivors in the lower city back to their original world.

Finished, César and Cantrera cleaned Tartarus of all traces of humans over the centuries and restored it to its original state.

Under the bloody sky, only the gray castle stands alone.

Cantrella took a deep breath and pushed open the long-lost door.

"You're back!" Rachel flew into Cantrella's arms like a bird.

"It's fine, I've been worrying about you all day." Lilim patted Cantrella's shoulder, showing a big sister's exclusive smile.

The barrier of Tartarus opened again. This time, everything was restored, and the two worlds no longer intersected. The promise of eternity between Cantrera and César finally came true.