Cannon fodder "attack" development system

When the younger brother said this, he stared at Quentin without blinking. He watched Quentin's breathing became disordered, and he couldn't help getting up. His movements were very slow, like a cat, with four limbs Crawled on the ground, and finally moved to a position that was almost face-to-face with Quentin - Quentin's age was determined to be 20 years ago, and his body would never age again from then on. He won't grow up either, he's stuck 20 years ago forever, but even so, after 20 years, his younger brother still looks a little smaller than Quentin, no matter in terms of body shape or appearance.

That's why when the younger brother snuggled up next to Quentin just now, the younger brother was small in stature, and his head was on Quentin's chest.But now the younger brother got up, he held Quentin's face with his hands, and smiled: "Brother is surprised, right? You never thought that I did it, did you? It’s so powerful that my brother couldn’t beat it at that time—and only that person can subdue it—and I’m just an ordinary person, my health has never been good, and it’s difficult even to condense magic elements, so how could I kill it?”

As the younger brother said this, his fingers moved up along the lines of Quentin's cheeks, his silent eyes lifted up a little, and the corners of his lips raised.This expression is familiar to Quentin. When he was a child, his younger brother would always show this expression when he praised him for something he did.However, the younger brother has grown up now, and the familiar expression in front of him is placed on the opened face. In the familiar strangeness, Quentin feels an indescribable strangeness and discomfort.

The younger brother smiled and said, "Even I was surprised. But speaking of it, it was thanks to the Red Dragon itself. Its parents left it with a lot of good things, and those things are really good things to me. Brother, do you still remember the first time you met the red dragon?"

The younger brother reached out and stroked Quentin's facial features, admiring Quentin's somewhat blank expression at the moment, he moved a little closer, and said with a chuckle: "At the beginning, that person didn't want to take in the red dragon, so the red dragon thought, if If the people around that person can agree to stay with him, then maybe everything is still possible. And there are only two people around that person, one is you, brother, and the other is me. You have a grudge, so I dare not come to you. It came to me when you were not by my side. After it came to me, it first said that I was weak and could not condense magic elements, and that I would not live long, and at most I would live again 20 years is going to die. Do you know how annoying it is? It says that after I die, my brother will gradually forget me. It says that you may think of me in the first few years, but wait for a long time One point, my brother probably won't think of me too much, maybe he will even forget my appearance.

"Brother, do you know how angry I was? How can someone in this world talk like that? It's really annoying. People just talk about whatever they don't like to hear. But no matter how angry I am, it's useless. I can't beat it." It, it can even kill me with just a finger movement, so even though I was very angry at the time, I could only endure it. I didn't expect it to give me a medicine bottle and told me that it was a secret medicine that could improve my health. Physique cured me of my illness. This precious medicine that has a price but no market is left outside, but it doesn't care at all. It told me that it can give me this medicine, but there is only one request, that is, let me Find a way to keep it, you can keep it with that person.

"Brother, that secret medicine is really useful. It didn't take long for me to discover that I could condense magic elements. But when I drank it every day, I felt so painful. Several times I felt that I was going to die of pain. But even if it hurts like this, it doesn't matter. As long as I think about my brother, I will feel that this little pain is nothing. Brother, I have never told you about these things. At that time, I thought, wait until I recover. Tell you, so that I can give you a surprise—but brother, why do you like that person?"

The smile on the younger brother's face disappeared, and was replaced by a sharp coldness. The instant change of expression was like taking off the mask he had worn for a long time.The younger brother looked at Quentin whose pupils had turned into vertical pupils, looked at the expression on the other side who wanted to say something but couldn't speak, and slowly, slowly, laughed again.It's just that this smile is different from the previous one. Even if it is a smile, it still seems to be cold: "Brother, I know what you are going to say. Don't lie to me. Is your excuse It’s useful. Do you know what you look like now? Even your eyes have turned into vertical pupils. Why did my brother react so strongly? It’s because I broke my heart. Isn’t it?”

The younger brother buried his face on Quentin's shoulder, smiled for a while, then raised his head, put his lips to Quentin's ear, and said softly, "Brother, you didn't realize what you were thinking, did you? But I know. Because I've been looking at you, brother, since I was a child. I like my brother so much. Isn't it bad that we have always been like when we were young? Why do you want to like someone else? Isn't it bad just the two of us? Brother, you must not know how obvious you are, do you know how sad I was when I first found out? I was really sad—so sad that I wanted to kill myself."

When he said he wanted to kill someone, there was a hint of murderous intent floating in his tone, but he smiled again, the smile was clean and bright enough to make people heartbroken, it was Quentin's familiar smile.The younger brother smiled, the murderous intent was melted into his smile, and there was no trace to be found. He began to describe everything that happened in the past: "I was going crazy at that time, and I accidentally killed a maid. Brother, you must be sure about this matter." I don’t know, and that person doesn’t know either, because the Duke of Wellington covered it up for me.” He paused here, and his smile became nasty, “Brother knows that the Duke of Wellington and I are Does it matter?"

"——I slept with him." Seeing Quentin's unbelievable expression, his younger brother laughed out loud, and his smile became mocking, "Anyway, I have something to ask of him, isn't it just right for us to ask for what we need? That At that time, it was possible for me to condense magic elements. At the Duke of Wellington, it was detected that my body has a great affinity for light-attribute magic elements, even surpassing the Holy Son selected by the Church of Light. I and Wei The Duke of Linton said that I wanted to learn light spells, but I wanted to surprise my brother, so I didn't want to tell anyone else. That old guy cared about his new master, and he was afraid that I would hurt him by learning light spells, so I had no choice but to I swear that I will never hurt that person, but even though I made this oath, it is worth it, because the old guy has no secrets, he has the ability, and he has a close relationship with a bishop of the Illuminati Church. The old guy learned from me The matter of the spell of light was entrusted to the bishop, and the bishop sent a priest to teach me.

"There is nothing to talk about after that. After all, I am still too weak and have too few resources at hand, so I had to seduce that priest—brother, you didn't expect that you thought you were innocent, clean, and praised. The younger brother who is treated like a baby in the palm of his hand, will he be such a person?" Seeing Quentin's unbelievable appearance, the younger brother sneered, his smile was almost mean, "I said it a long time ago, I always look at my brother, but my brother seldom looks at me. Brother, do you know, when I realized that my brother liked that person, do you know how sad I was, even more sad than you now? A hundred times——I did the red dragon's work, I should really be thankful that the priest is a very ambitious person, as long as the other party is ambitious, then everything will be easy to talk about.

"Brother, when you each went out to do missions, I disclosed the news of the Red Dragon to the priest. The priest took this news and took refuge in another bishop's sphere of influence, and I quickly responded to their people. I I promised to be their support person, but there are conditions. I told them that I need the blood of the red dragon, and other than that, I want to learn the spell of light.

"After the news was given to them, they did not disappoint. The Red Dragon really died, and I got what I wanted—how should I put it, the Red Dragon is really stupid, so stupid that it makes people I think it's a bit cute. When it thinks you are one of its own, it will tell you everything you ask it, even if you don't ask it. Brother, do you know why I want to kill it?" The younger brother's finger Slowly caressing the top of Quentin's head, his fingers ran through Quentin's black hair, his movements were as gentle as stroking a lover's cheek, but his eyes were completely opposite to the movements.

A voice like a whisper in the sympathetic world rang in his ears, and Quentin seemed to hear the sound of something breaking and smashing in this voice.It was as if something he had treasured in his heart was pulled out of his chest forcefully, lifted above his head, and then smashed viciously to the ground. It was a silent shattering sound, but He knew that they were indeed broken into a thousand pieces and would never be put back together again.

Quentin clearly felt that his heart that had stopped beating had died many years ago, and it seemed that at this moment it began to hurt like being pulled again.The younger brother chuckled, but his voice was as cold as ice: "Brother, I want to kill that person. When I saw him touch my brother many years ago, I wanted to kill him. I do this every day Thinking about it, I can't stand it anymore. I killed the red dragon for this purpose, the dragon blood did a lot of damage to him, and the red dragon has an ancient scroll on it, and the seal on it is the dragon of hell. Huo, I not only want to kill him, but I also want to make him die—brother, do you know that my body has been healed, but because I have practiced the secret technique of the Church of Illuminati, I will not live long. "

The younger brother's fingers rested on the top of Quentin's head, his fingertips faintly flashed a little bit of light, and the magical elements of the light attribute condensed on his fingertips and could not go away.The younger brother said softly: "In fact, even if I have no physical problems, I will do this. Anyway, I can't live with my brother for a long time. I will grow old and die sooner or later. I asked Wei before Duke of Linton, can you turn me into a vampire? He said no, because my body has a strong affinity for light elements. People like me will definitely not be able to successfully transform into a vampire. There is no need to even try. , it must be 100% death."

"At that time, I was thinking, what do I have to do, what I have to do. At the very beginning, I was thinking, just die with my brother, I killed my brother, and then I killed myself, so that we We can be together forever and ever. But I later found out that I like my brother so much, you are my favorite brother, you are my brother who is in harmony with each other, you are my favorite and the one who takes care of me the most Brother, how could I, how could I be willing to kill you."

After all the false masks were torn off, the younger brother finally revealed his truest appearance. He stopped here, and smiled with the corner of his mouth bent. The delicate and delicate face that used to belong to a child has long since become a handsome adult. , he is no longer a child, not a long time ago.The younger brother lowered his head, and a kiss landed on Quentin's cheek. He closed his eyes and suppressed all the emotions in his eyes. The light from his fingertips touched his body, and all his fingertips sank into Quentin's body. He whispered Said: "Brother, I don't want you to forget me, so you hate me, please hate me, it's best to hate me to the bone, hate me so much that you will never forget me forever. I don't want to be forgotten by you, I want You will never forget me forever."

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The top of the castle is where Song Guan works. When he learned of the death of the protagonist Shou's younger brother, Song Guan was struggling to correct various project construction applications submitted by his subordinates.Knowing the news of his death all at once, he dragged a long, crooked ink blot across the paper with a flick of his hand.Song Guan originally thought that his younger brother would last for another two days, at least he would delay his death for a while, but he didn't expect that his younger brother would die as soon as he said he would die. The speed of his death was too fast, so he was not mentally prepared.

According to reports from subordinates, after the death of his younger brother, the young master was very sad.Song Guan was thinking about his own death. He was still thinking about whether he should call the young master tonight, or call the young master to himself after a while.After hearing the news, Song Guan thought it better to wait until tomorrow night, it would be too inhuman to call someone up tonight, and it would be nice to have a free day to give the young master a buffer time, so that the other party can prepare more The plan to kill him, the vampire boss, in case he failed to kill him, the vampire boss, would be hard to explain.It's not good for him to be stabbed once and then stab himself again. Song Guan thought about it, and felt that if such a thing really happened, he might really do it. It was a bit miserable.

The next night, Song Guan called the young master to his room. The young master who was called over looked very haggard. Indecently, he lowered his head to the other's mouth and kissed her.

Kissing him really came to feel it, that's right, that's the feeling, Song Guan felt that his body was numb, and he couldn't move after a while, which was the same as the last time he ate dragon's blood by mistake.As a poison that can poison a second-generation vampire, this poison is also very extraordinary.Seeing himself with weak hands and feet being carried to a chair, unbuttoned his shirt, and stripped clean in the blink of an eye, Song Guan secretly prayed that he would die sooner and not be too tortured and delayed. During the period, he raised his head and met the eyes of the young master, those golden eyes looked brighter than usual this night, and for some reason, Song Guan always felt that the other party looked weird, maybe it was because of the other party's eyes. It sounds like a thousand words in it, and there is almost a sense of "affectionateness" in it, and the "affectionateness" is so outrageous.

But Song Guan didn't think much about it, let's just pretend that the other party wanted to kill him all the time, and now he finally got his wish, so he was too excited, not to mention that the next step would be the death penalty, which really left him no time to think about it .

This capital punishment was carried out very neatly, but the process was too bloody so I won't repeat it here.When the flesh was peeled off, Song Guan was really in pain. His hands and feet were nailed to the cross, and the blood dripped down his wrists, ankles, arms, feet and palms onto the floor.The blood kept dripping down, and the fluffy carpet underneath was like a ghost that had been dormant for a long time, greedily sucking the dripping bright red blood, but there was too much blood, and it had no time to permeate, so it accumulated into a pile. beach.

When the fire of hell was burning, Song Guan, who was already in pain and was about to collapse, finally heaved a sigh of relief, thinking that all this is going to end anyway.

At this time, Song Guan was too painful to think about other things. What he didn't notice was that the young master who was supposed to leave had been kneeling in front of him.It is ironic that a vampire is crucified on a cross that was supposed to be a suffering god.The surrounding fires were blazing, as if they were going to burn people to pieces. It was a flame from hell. Once it appeared, no one could stop it, and no one could extinguish it.At the moment when the fire burned, Quentin finally broke free from the puppet technique cast on him by his brother before his death.

Such a forcible breakaway made his body severely damaged, and almost immediately vomited a mouthful of black blood. Quentin slowly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He looked up at the bloody vampire nailed to the cross, and the thoughts in his mind Memories are messed up into unconnected dots, lines and planes.He thought of many things, for example, when he was young, his younger brother was in poor health and always lost his temper, and he could restrain himself only when he saw him.Once there was a maid kneeling on the ground with a delicate face and tears in her eyes, but she didn't dare to cry.The younger brother was sitting on a chair beside him, pointing to the maid and telling his mother that this servant always sneaks out to meet his lover privately when he should be taking care of his master, and he should be punished accordingly.

It didn't matter to him, but when he looked at the maid, he remembered that he had a little impression of this girl. It seemed that once he happened to see her studying in a corner, and there was no one else following her, so he Speak a few words with each other.When the other party was alarmed, his expression was like that of a frightened animal, which made him feel that his behavior was rude.So that time when the younger brother lost his temper, he pleaded with the mother for the girl, but he couldn't remember what happened to the girl in the end.He only remembered that he fell ill shortly after that incident, but he didn't remember any of the previous incidents, including how he fell ill.

Brother, brother, brother.It seems to be a word that he heard most often when he was young. His mother always told him, Quentin, your brother is not in good health, you should treat him well, you are an elder brother, you should take good care of him.My brother is just young and ignorant, don't you have the heart to blame him?Quentin, he is your younger brother. After your father and I leave this world one day, your younger brother will be your closest relative. No one will be closer than you. So when something happens, don’t you help him? Instead, help others?

Quentin covered his face and laughed, he was even a little confused and didn't know what he was laughing at.The flames burned him so badly that his bones ached. He stood up with some difficulty. He looked at the man on the cross and stopped thinking about anything else. It was not his own anymore, as if it was rusted and broken, he struggled to get to the cross, and his short frozen posture in front of the cross, like all the mixed images in his mind, stayed at the end That night 20 years ago.That night, both his parents died and corpses lay everywhere. In desperation, with the idea of ​​seeking the last bit of luck, he smashed the pendulum clock. Before he smashed the pendulum clock, no one knew what was inside it. .

What can never be erased from memory is the blood moon hanging high that night, and the cold temperature of the man holding his hand—that is the cold temperature of a corpse.But he also always remembered that person's platinum-blond long hair flowing down like pale moonlight, and he remembered the pair of gray-green eyes that looked at him. When the eyes met, he had an illusion for a moment as if time was frozen here.This is a very deceptive appearance. When his neck was bitten, he was still wondering, could this person be a god?

However, there is no god. What he released with his own hands was a vampire who had been hungry for hundreds of years. That person bit his skin, and he felt the blood rushing from his body, and his body gradually became cold. After waking up again, he found that he had become a vampire.

Should hate?Perhaps it should be, obviously all the suffering and humiliation in his later life were caused by this person, but in the burning of hell, he stretched out his arms to embrace the person whose skin he had peeled off with his own hands before. vampire.Go crazy, go crazy, the flames are devouring everything, if there are tears, those tears will also be burned by the raging hellfire.But it's nothing when it's burned out, it's such a cheap, flimsy and meaningless thing.

At the last moment of his life, Quentin hugged the vampire tightly, together with the cross behind the vampire.He is his Father, his father, his life ends because of him, and at the same time, his endless, filthy life accompanied by blood begins because of him.All endings are because of him, and all beginnings are because of him.He is his enemy, the sustenance of his mixed feelings, he is his destiny, maybe everything was doomed to be destroyed at the beginning of the encounter 20 years ago.

Then be destroyed.

Then destroy them all.

Then let's destroy them all together.

Pain, despair, sadness, grief, unbelievable, whatever it is, the tears are evaporated into a little pale water vapor in the high temperature of the flame, and when they disperse into the air, there is nothing left, together with the burned together. The two embracing corpses left nothing in the end, no fly ash left.

[The player dies.The system confirms that the player is dead.During the task progress tracking update, the tenth week of the game will be automatically exited, and now it is entering the countdown stage——]

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After seeing the familiar white mist, people couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.Such a monotonous and boring color, for Song Guan, who was suffering from pain, really moved people to tears.The iconic white color of this space is so friendly. Once you enter this system space, it means that all the pain you have encountered before will be washed away, making people feel as if nothing has ever happened.Song Guan let out a long breath of relief, and in a blink of an eye, he just bumped into Mr. Egg's numb and empty expression.

Mr. Egg: "..."

Song Guan: "..."

Needless to say, he seemed to have guessed the result.