Crimson Blade

The self in another world left, the players in the game world also returned to reality, and this simulated space returned to silence again.

"Aren't you going to use the game to meet whoever you want?"

Groups of data flowed, seven-color light bands illuminated the dim virtual space, and the unwavering mechanical voice persuaded the figure standing straight ahead.

The mouth of the golden-red hunting clothes hangs down, and the crimson hair hangs on the neckline embroidered with dark patterns. There is a little indifference on the face that does not look like a mortal. Himuraba, who became a god after death in another world, did not speak, only the eyes Move slightly.

"Nothing to see..."

The eyelids were slightly retracted, the vermilion eye shadow trembled, and the god blade with a sense of alienation said lightly, but there was still a wave of waves in his heart.

"Besides, you can't hold it anymore, can you?"

The gods are gods after all, even if they use the advantage of being a soul body to barely integrate the consciousness of the god blade into the game world, but now it is almost at the limit of the intelligent life Noah.

If it continues, Noah's core code may completely disintegrate.

But Noah, who was just trying to fulfill the maker's last wish, didn't seem to care about it. Even though he clearly knew the end of doing so, he still said:

"Don't worry about me, I'm just a solitary intelligent life with no other kind."

"This is your only chance. Besides, even if I don't do it for you, I will choose to sacrifice myself for my master Hongshu after this."

A mechanical sound without emotional fluctuations sounded, and a lifelike crimson dragon walked around the body. Shen Mingren's lips moved slightly, and he let out a sigh of unknown meaning.

He is a hero who sacrificed his life for the peace and prosperity, and a hero who killed all the evil spirits in the world.

Perhaps this is an opportunity to meet a fellow lover, but if it requires sacrificing the life of a hard-born soul, then he would rather refuse.

After all, it was one thing for Noah to die for his master, but it was another thing to sacrifice his rare life just to allow himself to meet his companions.

Although the depths of his eyes were full of longing, Shen Mingren's heart was as clear as a mirror.

"jingle!"

The distant and ethereal bell rang, the cuffs of the elegant and noble hunting clothes shook, and the god blade slowly raised his feet and walked forward, the golden light spots all over his body drifted around, and his figure returned to nothingness little by little.

"The only opportunity is in front of you, are you giving up like this?"

There was some surprise and puzzlement in Noah's mechanical voice, and the colorful apertures flowed in the data space, while the back of the god blade with a little divinity turned into light spots and dissipated amidst the sound of questioning.

At the price of a pure white soul, this is not the opportunity I want.

The words were not uttered in his mouth, and the illusory and transparent body of the god sword stood on the roof of the game conference, and some sad eyes passed through the layers of buildings to Yiyong standing in front of the game device.

But if the opportunity really presented itself, I think I would definitely grab it.

Looking deeply at Yiyong, who has become calmer due to the influence of time, his crimson hair was swept up by the breeze at high altitude, and the alienation in Shen Mingren's eyes receded slightly, giving him a hint of tenderness.

Although he was looking forward to the opportunity in his heart, Shen Mingren, who had been alone for hundreds of years, actually understood how difficult it is to get such a rare opportunity without paying.

However, the world is unpredictable. No matter how the world changes, where there is light, there must be shadows, and there must be darkness in prosperous times.

Maybe it's a coincidence or maybe it's a coincidence. Thousands of years ago, there was Ghost Wuji Tsuji who drank the potion and became the king of ghosts because he wanted to live. Thousands of years later, there will naturally be a winery boss who is born with a serious genetic disease in his family looking for the medicine for immortality.

A piece of information buried in history was dug up by the spies, and a small piece of the remains of Fei Cunren's blade that had been turned into legend was also inadvertently stolen.

The researchers at the winery began to dig deep into the root of longevity based on the genetic material, and while many test subjects died as a result, there were also some marginally successful cases.

"Obviously the gene chain is very stable, why didn't this child move at all after birth?"

In the dull and depressing research room, researchers in white coats and gloves are holding pens and surrounding the huge nutrition box, and there is a newborn baby in the nutrition box reflecting the dim light.

The baby's skin was all wrinkled, and its body looked very thin and fragile. It seemed that it would die completely if it was slightly touched. Only the ups and downs of the electrocardiogram beside it showed the baby's vitality.

"It's really weird!"

"It's rare to combine multiple genes to completely stabilize the gene chain. Why doesn't this experimental product have the reaction that a child should have after it is born?"

"Look at the heartbeat that is getting weaker and weaker. If this continues, once the heartbeat of the experimental product stops, we are afraid that we will fail again."

The researcher in a white coat was full of regret in his tone, but his eyes, which looked like a baby, were very indifferent. He obviously didn't care about the child's life at all, but only cared about the results of the research.

"Drip! Drip!"

The regular electrocardiogram is still fluctuating, but it is obviously getting weaker and weaker.

The lights in the laboratory dimmed, and the researchers who felt that there was no hope shook their heads and left, thinking that the experiment had probably failed again, and planned to come back tomorrow to collect the child's body.

"Really, I heard that the organization seems to be targeted by a special department recently. Boss's experiment in this area is very urgent, and the result seems to be... Sigh."

The voices of the researchers regretting the failure of the experiment gradually faded away, leaving only the mechanical sound of the electrocardiogram.

And in the high sky that no one knows, the majestic and shocking crimson dragon walks in the night, the scales that look very real reflect the bright moonlight, the majestic head is slightly lowered and a slender white hand is arched .

Here's an opportunity...

Such a sentence echoed in his heart, the scarlet eye shadow made that divine face more beautiful, Shen Mingren lowered his head and looked down at the little baby in the nutrition box through the space, his expression moved slightly.

This young body contains the winery's painstaking efforts over the years. The genes that should have collapsed are ingeniously arranged to maintain a fragile stability, but the young soul is very unfortunate to be born with defects.

This body contains its own genes and is far beyond ordinary people, coupled with the baby's soul on the edge of shattering, maybe you can try to forcibly enter by yourself when the baby's soul leaves the body.

It's just that I have to block most of the power, otherwise I'm afraid I'm going to explode this sentence.

Caressing the dragon scales with his fingertips, it was hard to believe that he had really waited for such an opportunity, Shen Mingren was thinking in his heart, and his eyes, which were like stagnant water, became much more vivid.

"Drip! Drip!"

As time passed, the electrocardiogram seemed to reach a critical point, and the ups and downs became more and more gradual until finally calmed down.

However, the baby in the transparent nutrition box suddenly trembled at the moment when the electrocardiogram became flat, invisible golden light spots filled the child's side, and a trace of pain appeared on the wrinkled little face.

At the same time, the gods who were supposed to be standing high in the sky disappeared, only the wandering dragon soaring in the clouds was still making a deep dragon chant.

"There's still a heartbeat?"

"And this kid actually opened his eyes!"

The researchers who came to the laboratory the next day were pleasantly surprised to find that the experimental product that should have failed began to revive. They discussed the data with a little excitement, but they did not notice that the baby looked at everything around him like an adult.

I... Did I succeed?

The body was undulating in the nutrient solution, and a few bubbles were spit out from the mouth. The newly born god struggled to control the young body, sorting out the memory that was a little messed up due to the compression of the soul.

"Finally, I can give the boss an explanation..."

The researchers had satisfied smiles on their faces, but one of the leaders knocked on the data pad in his hand and said in a very serious tone:

"This is rare good news, but we need to quickly transfer important data in the laboratory."

"According to the orders from above, the special department that is eyeing us may raid our branch recently, so hurry up... Boom!"

Before the researcher finished speaking, the ground shook with a roar, and even a lot of stones and dust fell from the ceiling.

"Gollum!"

The bubbles rolled in the nutrient solution, and the fragile baby's body swayed with the vibration. The God Blade, who had barely sorted out the memory, looked at the flustered researchers with a somewhat indifferent expression, not caring about the loud noise from outside.

Calculating the time, Shimi should be leading his subordinates to take down the branch of the black organization now, right?

And I just took this opportunity to leave here, I don't know if everyone recognizes me...

After becoming a god for so many years, Shenming Ren, who has rarely had any emotional fluctuations, was thinking, and there was a touch of anxiety and joy in the baby's black and white eyes.

I should also thank my self in another world. If he hadn't happened to capture the members of the organization, Shiya would not have happened to raid the organization branch when I just entered the child's body.

"Boom!"

"Take the important data and go!"

The roar was intertwined with the sound of panic evacuation inside the organization, the lid of the nutrition box was opened, and the researcher reached out to take the experimental product away, but at this time the door of the laboratory was completely blasted open.

"boom!"

The seemingly indestructible iron door was torn apart by a knife blade, shiny leather shoes passed through the smoke and dust, black hair was flying in the buoyant wind, and the president Yiyong, who was wearing a well-pressed suit but had an expressionless face, blocked the doorway with a knife in his right hand .

"Just kidding!"

How could someone break through the organization's defenses while wearing a formal suit and carrying a knife, and ran directly to the core laboratory!

The researchers were full of disbelief, and the god blade with the baby's shell was also slightly stunned, staring at the lover who had been separated for hundreds of years, and tears gradually rolled out of his eyes.

"Wow!"

The baby's low cry broke the somewhat dignified atmosphere in the laboratory. Almost at the same time, the blue and white waves began to roll and connect into a huge wave towards the flustered researchers.

Originally carrying his own researcher guide, the infant Kamiba only felt a momentary sense of weightlessness from his body, and then he was hugged extremely gently by a pair of thick palms.

How can it be?

Looking close at hand, with those deep blue eyes full of unforgettable love, and the meaningful chuckle of the Dimensional Witch, God Blade seemed to understand something at that moment.

"Aren..."

Gently rubbing his forehead against the baby's small face, his warm breath sprayed on the face of Kamibaba, and Giyuu who stood the test of time in a suit seemed to have found a lost treasure again, and embraced the baby possessively. in the arms.

God, please don't take away the love I bought from a hundred years of solitude.