After transmigrating into a god, I saved the tyrant who destroyed the world

The moment the heart was pierced.

A biting coldness flooded Avery's chest.

Like a sudden cold wave, it enveloped his whole body in an instant.

cold.

But no pain.

Unbelievably, there was a sharp pain in the heart, and there was not even a trace of it.

The chest was indeed completely pierced.

The flesh and blood were torn apart, and bright red blood spewed out in a frightening manner, dyeing the boy's clothes red.The blood was splashed and scattered in the air.

"for……"

why?

The spikes made of ice marrow crystals also sealed countless souls inside.

It may be because the soul of the deceased is unwilling to harm him, and the pain is also dissolved...but there are other reasons more likely?

Blood also overflowed from his throat and flowed down the corner of Avery's mouth.

His neck was red in large swaths, and blood was spattered everywhere on his body. Such a bloody appearance was horrible and painful to look at.

However, his expression is not the expression that can be shown when encountering such a thing.

It was all unexpected astonishment.

The heart in the chest was indeed broken, and the pain should have appeared-but it was not passed directly to him, but [returned] to another person.

'Also...why, would I think so?Isn't this heart in my body my own? '

Avery's mind was so disorganized that he could barely make sense of it.

He completely forgot about the heroine and purification. Compared with the most important things at this time, these things are nothing at all!

'If it's not mine, whose is it?It's ridiculous, how can I believe it... Tell me this is the voice of the truth, and where it comes from. '

'What the hell, trying to tell me... remind me of something? '

That's it.

Accompanied by the piercing of the heart, the memories that seemed to be suppressed for countless years also rushed towards Avery at the same time.

Avery's consciousness entered these memories uncontrollably.

Countless pictures, like light rays and swift lightning, pass by in a chaotic manner.

How complex and heavy the memory of a god is, mortals can't even imagine it, nor can they bear it.

It was just a momentary contact, and Avery's head seemed to explode. Until then, the severe pain that really belonged to him was long overdue.

"Uh, uh...ahhhhhh!"

He screamed in pain, struggling with his hands and feet, but he was bound by the rope, and he still couldn't break free with his current strength.

Mira thought it was a sign that the purification was working, but it had nothing to do with the purification ritual.

The first step has been completed, Mira made up her mind, closed her eyes and recited the incantation, and drove the remaining nails into the boy's palm.

She lacked strength and was in a trance, and she should have pinned Avery's feet, but she couldn't complete it.

However, it doesn't matter.

Avery only struggled for a short while, and soon, he suddenly fell silent.

The blood-splashed eyelids gradually closed downwards, covering the golden pupils that gradually became hollow.

Those heavy memories that are enough to squeeze the head have gone through the process, washed it from beginning to end, and finally stayed at the key point.

That was also the earliest part of that god's memory.

Avery -

I remembered.

The heart that stays in his body now does not belong to him.

In the ancient past with immeasurable numbers, in that world where nothing was born except light and darkness.

The first thing born in the world is the sun.

There is nothing in the huge space, only a solitary sun.

The sun is very lonely.

Fortunately, his appearance brought light and heat, and also allowed another existence to be born along the way.

There is light in the world, and the incompletely illuminated areas are covered with thick darkness. Later life called it "darkness", which is the backside of light.

The sun had discovered the darkness a long time ago. After all, it appeared one after the other, but the consciousness born from the darkness awakened a long time later than him.

At first he wanted to get closer, to be friends with the darkness.

Ah, there was no concept of "friend" at that time, the sun was just too lonely, and he just wanted to talk to similar beings.

But no matter how excitedly he chased, the darkness would flee in terror faster than he could.

The child refused to talk to him, as if he was very timid, which made Sun very distressed.

They can't always get together, as if the rule is this: light and darkness can only be next to each other, and can never be integrated.

Fortunately, the sun is not a sun that will give up casually.

Anyway, hanging in the middle of the blank light, he can only hang there, with nothing to do, he perseveres in chasing the darkness every day: "Where is this? Why is there nothing, only us?"

"Are you there? Are you lonely? Talk to me, I'm about to fall asleep, don't be afraid to come, let's talk."

"Hey, I suddenly realized, shouldn't we choose a name for ourselves? I have already chosen it, and you, don't be embarrassed, what should I call you? I can't call you Xiao Hei... Well, it's actually quite cute Yes! Xiao Hei Xiao Hei, Xiao Hei!"

The energy of the sun is the same as his curiosity, extremely strong, so strong that it can burn the darkness that he is chasing.

At this time, he didn't need to restrain his nature, nor did he need to try his best to be gentle and amiable, to become more like a main god.

His temperament is very simple, and he can see through it at a glance.

After all, what constitutes the sun is the fiery energy that emits light all the time.The light is broadcast indiscriminately, and it is unstoppable.

So, this causes the dark consciousness to suffer a lot, and the sun is not yet fully aware of it.

He has been chasing the darkness for about 1000 years.

Although they still couldn't meet up smoothly, and they didn't even touch each other, the harvest was still huge.

The timid darkness seemed to be afraid of the bright sun, the tug-of-war was finally over, and the two unique existences finally exchanged names.

Of course Darkness is not called Xiao Hei. Even if there was no reference at that time, he still felt that this name was too stupid, so he insisted on choosing it for himself.

"Esiris, um, it sounds really nice, much better than Xiao Hei."

Sun made no secret of his admiration, praising the name Hei gave him, but he didn't know why, but still grabbed Xiao Hei.

Blackie... No, Isiris didn't comment on that.

He was born from the darkness of chaos, and rightfully inherited the characteristics of darkness: silence, coldness, evil, and most importantly, he hates places with light.

Where there is light, there are no shadows, and where there is darkness, there can be no light.

Elysis, who is dark, rejects the sun, which is very reasonable.

It's just that Sun doesn't think so, he likes Isiris very much, and doesn't mind his gloomy and indifferent personality.

Because there are only them here.

1000 years, 2000 years, 3000 years... how many years have passed.

In an empty world, there are still only the two of them.

The sun said: "What do you mean by 'evil'? Isiris wants to say that he is bad? Not at all! There is nothing to do here. Even if there is... I am here, you can't do bad things. If you want to make trouble, I will do it." Chasing you for a while!"

Sun said: "I think you're pretty good. You can't be called a shortcoming if you don't like to talk. Well, Isiris is actually very gentle. You know I'm afraid of being alone. Even if I don't like me, I will talk to me."

The sun also said: "Isiris, I really want to see you. All the time, all the time, we can only talk through space like this. What is it like in the dark depths, what is it like for you to live there, if there is no light , will it be cold, will you be afraid? Sorry, I can't imagine it at all."

Isiris did not answer him then, and was as reticent as ever.

Sun felt lonely, he only knew that he was in a strange mood at this time, but he didn't understand that it was called "sadness" and "loss".

They maintain this pattern of getting along.

The very edge of light, next to the very edge of darkness.After countless thousands of years, it seems that this can be called "accompanying" that relies on each other.

until one day.

"It's cold." A familiar voice came from the darkness.

It took so long for Isiris to reluctantly answer the sun's question.

The voice in the darkness was indistinct: "It's too cold... very uncomfortable, very..."

Although he didn't say it out loud.

But Sun thought, Isiris should be afraid.

Even standing in the center of the light, he couldn't help being afraid when he was the loneliest.

He wants to help Isiris, this idea has always been kept in his heart, looking for opportunities to implement it.

With good luck, the surging power of the sun, accumulated over such a long period of time, was finally gathered.

He broke away from his body and turned into a very convenient shape, and later created a race in this way.He called them "Humans".

In this form, the beating core in the chest is the concentrated body of the sun's power.

The sun waited patiently until Isiris also gathered enough strength and had a human form like him, then secretly did one thing:

He dug out what was later named the "heart" in his body, tried to separate the innermost core, and kept it for himself.

The remaining coat of the core, that is, the "heart", quietly waited until the moment when Esiris condensed into a solid body, relying on the fact that he was stronger at that time, he took the opportunity to exchange it with him.

That's right!

The sun swapped his heart with that of Isiris.

"It's just a coat, it should be fine... Isiris didn't find out, it's okay, he didn't do anything bad, but I did it instead."

Sun was quite guilty, and suffered a lot because of his amazing act of poaching his own heart, but he didn't regret it.

Although the heart coat that wrapped his god core no longer has the origin of the sun, there are still many powers belonging to the sun left on it.

When making preparations in advance, Sun's heart was bleeding, but he squatted on the spot indifferently, holding the heart and blowing the wind for half a year before cooling the residual heat on it.

In the end, there was only a small trace of the power of the sun left.

That power is very light, relatively soft, and will not hurt the dark consciousness. At most, it will make Esiris feel a little pain when he is not used to it at the beginning...

But soon it will be fine!

With this, even if he stays in the darkness without light and temperature, Isiris will not feel so cold anymore.

Sun didn't tell Esiris about this, because he was afraid that his presumptuous claims would be hated.

Esiris did not find it either, indicating that his plan was successful.

Sun was naturally very happy. Even if he directly replaced Ericsson's heart, the cold power left inside remained undiminished, which made him unable to adapt for a long time, which was really uncomfortable and panicked.

But it's okay, bear with it, roll a few more laps in the void where there is nothing, and the uncomfortable feeling will fade away.

Sun is very happy to help his "friend".

So, it's a secret.

Esiris didn't know, and neither did [ ] who came to him later.

No one will know this secret, except Sun himself.

He also thought that the very important "heart" of Isiris was secretly replaced by him in his chest. After doing such an insane thing, he couldn't give it back.

Then only...

Be more careful, from now on, I will do my best to protect the "heart" of Isiris!

Never tell anyone a secret.

A vow that is determined to keep.

The sun, he very much wants to stick to the same.

but.

Then, how did it become like this?

"..."

"E..."

"Essie...Reese..."

On the holy cross that was pierced deep into the ground, the blood-soaked youth had a hoarse voice, calling a person's name intermittently.

His thoughts were still confused, and his eyes were blood red.

What did Mira in front of him do, what was the reaction of the others, the boy lost the consciousness to pay attention.

The pain of being cut open did not feel real until now.

Avery couldn't say why, but it was really hard for him.

Is "The Sun" really him?

Don't know, can't be sure yet.

But the grief of not being able to fulfill the oath to protect his "friend" really came to him.

"Esiris..."

Avery's tears kept falling, dripping on the blood-stained ground, and seemed to splash a cloud of dust.

He choked up, his teeth gritted his lower lip, and somehow the tip of his teeth bit through his fragile lips, making the bloody smell that had faded slightly become stronger again.

I can't tell whether it hurts more or feels more sad at this time.

In a blur, someone asked him in a low voice, "Why are you crying?"

"I... suddenly want to see someone..."

Avery was still crying, his face was as pale as paper: "He is...very, very important to me, I'm sorry for him...I want to see him..."

The man asked again: "Who is the him you mentioned?"

"Isiris..." Eli closed his eyes, "His name is Isiris."

"..."

Silence broke briefly.

Avery's cheeks were smeared with mixed blood and tears, and he was suddenly touched by other people's fingers.

The man's fingertips touched him first, bringing a coldness that gradually woke him up.

However, instead of feeling cold, I got a bit of comforting warmth.

Eli's body trembled slightly, and then he opened his eyes.

The figure that appeared in the center of his field of vision belonged to the person he most wanted to see.

The appearance of the black-haired man was still the same as when they were separated, and there seemed to be no change.

He was still so beautiful, mysterious and pale.

Regardless of whether the background color is black or white, or colorful, at this moment, it can only be reduced to a foil for his deep eyes.

"Who is the person you are talking about?"

The finger that touched Avery's cheek shrank subconsciously when they looked at each other, perhaps because the inner persistence was better, and they didn't take it back in the end.

The man asked the same question again.

As if to confirm.

As if to find the real answer.

"Is it me."

"If I were the Esiris you mentioned, then..."

"Who are you."

This is the question that men want to know most.

—You seem to know me so well, but I have lost all my memory, why?

——Do you really love me or hate me, you abandon me but want to see me, you keep calling my name, your sadness, the tears you shed are because of me.

--Who are you?What is the relationship between you and me?

——And why...

He will be heartbroken by the tears falling from his eyes.

People are going crazy too.

Because of the bloody appearance of the young man, after he was in a trance for a moment, all his thoughts exploded in his mind, and he twisted instantly to the point of going crazy.

Avery was stunned for a while: "..."

Isiris appeared, as if it was not a hallucination.

Regarding the man's question, he thought it would be easy to blurt out the answer, because the question itself was very simple.

But before he could speak, he felt that the answer needed to be changed.

The man who was staring at him was filled with extremely chaotic emotions.

During Avery's absence, Isiris didn't know what he had experienced...

Yes, the man's current state is very strange.

He wanted an answer, his dark eyes were not bright, and his attitude was extremely urgent.

On this basis, the voice is deep and deep, with no warmth in anxiety.

They are like electrified threads condensed with a dangerous atmosphere, tightly entwining the black-haired man.

It gives people a feeling: if you don't tell, or dare to lie, you will end up miserable.

However—this anxiety, like a strong support on the verge of collapse, is very wrong in itself.

Avery somehow felt that Esiris wanted his answer, but was afraid of his answer.

Even if a single word is wrong, or something goes wrong in a very small place, the most tense thread in this man's heart will break with a bang.

At that time, it will be over, and even if you try to save it, you will not be able to save it.

Avery (inner voice): '...Damn it, who will tell me about my previous relationship, who messed with him, and what happened to him? ! '

The reliable Tira A Dream is not in the service area, Avery has no mind reading skills, and his emotional intelligence is not so good, his voice froze for a while, and he was quite confused and sluggish.

The gaze of Esiris put him under a lot of pressure, and he even forgot that he was still nailed.

This.

This is this.

……Uh.

I can't hold on any longer.

Avery could only end his speculation about Esiris' mental activities with a desperate attitude.

This man, after being thrown away, came to his door angrily and anxiously to "revenge" a wild cat.

You can't make him sad, you can't poke his sore spots, you must find out what he cares most about, so that he can stabilize his confidence and regain his sense of security...

Then.

Eli said:

"You should be able to guess a little bit."

"The reason why I treat you specially and never want to tell you about the past is because—"