God Judge's Dark Fall Project[Comprehensive]

There are millions of human tragedies, but the reasons for Fu Sangshen's dark fall are very similar. They are all based on the painful emotions given by the god-judging person, and various bitter fruits are derived from it.

The reason for this tragedy is probably because when they were awakened, they looked almost pure white, like newborn animals, and instinctively trusted their masters, giving some evil-minded humans a kind of "creator" delusion -

"Since it was awakened by me, it doesn't matter if it is destroyed, right? It's just an 'object' that has been given a human form, and it's essentially no different from a toy. Besides, you can repeatedly summon new Token Fusangshin , although monotonous and lack of interest, but to pass the time, it is better than nothing, right?"

San Riyue repeated these words in a flat tone, as calm as an outsider, but compared to the harmless expression with crooked brows and eyes just now, it is more like his most real appearance now.

"What..." The young man under his control didn't resist, but just opened his beautiful round eyes, trying to understand the situation in a daze.

So he interrupted the other party's unfinished sentence in a considerate manner, and continued to speak in a posture of looking down.

"Master God Judge didn't say, 'Everyone should open their hearts and face the past together', so I am doing exactly what you asked—to reveal my past unreservedly. What I said just now is exactly Mine, and what the former god-inspector of Yaki Hasebe said, after crushing many companions."

"Well, this should be enough to be honest. So can you start, sir, I can't wait for the so-called exorcising the dark fall, old man."

What he says and does now is truly from the heart, and the fingers that are clenched tighter and tighter on the young man's shoulder are the best proof.

——But if it’s just this level...it’s not enough at all.

Mio looked at the crescent moon in the eyes that were gradually turning black, hesitated and didn't say that sentence, but said in a soft and soft voice as if to comfort the other party: "I will try my best. It might hurt a little, so just hold me like that."

As he spoke, he stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around Dark Falling Knife's neck, and wanted to pull him into his arms, but the strength was too great, so he had no choice but to straighten his body and stick close to it.

Compared with Taidao, his juvenile figure is really a bit petite, so this hug-like intimate posture seems to be that he unilaterally retracts his body into the opponent's arms, like a bird hanging on a tree. sloth bear.

However, compared with Dashu, Sanriyue's body was obviously much warmer. After being stiff for a moment, he quickly allowed him to get closer, and even helped fix his lower back with his hands to prevent him from slipping off accidentally.

Using this posture, Wuhua Taidao simply sat down leaning against the railing, let the other party sit on his lap, and at the same time freed up one hand to brush the warm brown long hair that brushed his neck back and forth to the other side.

Everything within reach is very soft, which is exactly the same as the feeling of the god judge, so even the breath of the other party is mixed with the sweetness of wagashi, wrapping him softly.

——Unexpectedly, I don’t hate it.

He looked down at the long hair that was slowly flowing away from his fingertips, and for some unknown reason, he held it silently in his hands.Fortunately, his movements were very light, and the other party did not notice.

"I will inject spiritual power into your body. It's actually similar to manual injection, but it's not as comfortable as normal." The human lying on his body spoke in his ear, and the warm breath brushed over the pinna, causing Slight itching.

The distance between them was too close, and once they opened their mouths, it was inevitable that they would brush their lips against each other's exposed skin, so he just nodded slightly and made a noise.

After a while, the spiritual power belonging to the God Inspector quickly poured into the body from the place where the two of them came into contact.

How to describe that feeling?Much like a warm spring breeze, or spring water with a suitable temperature, it silently nourishes and urges the barren land, bringing vitality like the recovery of all things.

It has been heard that the spiritual power of a god judge can prove its essence.Just like his former God Inspector, spiritual power is like a strong acid that can corrode anything. When used in hand, it is more like adding fuel to the fire. Although it can also heal wounds, the process is an unbearable pain for ordinary people.

In the past, he still thought it was nonsense, the spiritual power was the same, how could it be different.So when the people in front of him said that it would be very painful, he was already prepared—to take the opportunity to make trouble in order to implement his plan.

But now that I am so comfortable, it is really hard to put on that look.

San Riyue squinted her eyes, casually observing the person in her arms, and thinking about countermeasures by the way.

Probably due to the exhaustion of a lot of spiritual power, Mio's breathing became much more rapid, and even the temperature of her body surface, which was originally slightly cool, rose accordingly, much like a patient with a fever.The temperature that is very hot for the Dark Falling Knife is actually the result of the overloaded operation of the body.

According to the calculation of the database, even if he can't completely purify this time, at least he can repair the damage caused by the dark fall.But who would have thought that as soon as he penetrated into the spiritual power, it was like being pulled by something with strong suction, and his few spiritual powers were consumed extremely quickly.

And he was already nurturing a spirit body that was once in a while, and he couldn't suspend the supply. The overload caused by the tension between the two sides was simply beyond what he could bear now.

——It will soon reach the limit.

He clearly realized this, and watched the various values ​​turn red sharply, and countless messy warnings popped up from the central nervous system, reminding him to stop this meaningless act of dying as soon as possible.

But he knew that if he chose to block the release of spiritual power, then Sanriyue would be rebounded, and once he was shocked... he would disappear completely.

That kind of result is definitely not what he wants to see, he has to persevere, anyway, he is just a man-made human, even if there is some damage inside the body, it can be restored after repairs.

So he had to persevere. After reaching a certain limit, the body would enter an automatic dormancy state while saving the last bit of energy.

Even if it hurts, it's still within the tolerable range.

He gritted his teeth, his body trembled unconsciously, he originally said to let San Riyue hold on to him when he was in pain, but now it was completely reversed, and he hugged her tightly.

If he was a real human being, sweat would have already overflowed from his forehead and palms, leaving obvious marks on his and Taidao's clothes.But at this moment, only the previous wound on the neck burst again, and the bright blood color replaced the sweat, taking advantage of the trend to form zigzag marks on the skin.

There were a few drops that just splashed on Dark Falling Knife's wrist, slipped into the held hair, and then disappeared.

"Even the blood is hot. It seems that human beings are not completely cold-blooded animals." San Riyue let go of her fingers, and pinched the opponent's jaw in an intimate and forceful gesture, forcing the examiner to look directly at herself.

The other party's light blue eyes have begun to lose focus, becoming empty and full of mist, as if it will rain at any moment.Because of this, he looked even more bully than before, putting on a helpless and slaughtered face.

"The device placed on you by the Government of Time should have temporarily failed." He inspected the opponent's body repeatedly with his eyes, but soon felt that it was meaningless, so he gave up this move and continued to speak slowly:

"I really hate living under the supervision over there all the time. They send out god judges again and again to study us like they are new species, and they also hold the beautiful banner of 'Saving the Dark Fallen Knife'. Speak high-sounding words."

"Do you really think 'turning everyone back' is the right thing to do? After seeing the ugly scars left by the past, we still feel like we should just go on living with no qualms and keep fighting for something that came out of nowhere. The judge of the gods will sacrifice his life until the knife is broken."

"Then what's the difference between doing this and breaking us with your own hands?"

Every word and every syllable he said was like a stone thrown into a calm lake, quickly stirring up layer upon layer of ripples.

When most of her bodily functions were forced to stop, Mio could still hear his voice clearly——

"You are a kind and good boy, and you want everyone to be happy, but if you do what the government of time says, not only will your wish not come true, but you will push us into hell with your own hands."

San Riyue spoke in a low voice, as if hypnotic, and slowly seduced the young man in her arms: "So compared to that, I have a better way to solve the current situation, and it will not go against your original intention."

"Wh, what..." The warm-brown-haired judge looked up at him, as if a distressed drowning dog had finally caught the floating board, and had already exhausted his last bit of strength to climb up without even a chance to hesitate.

"Don't listen to the command of the government of time, but really stand on our side. You said to Hasebe before that you want to become true friends with everyone, and learning to resist them is your way to us first step."

"What you said is good, it seems to make sense... I do think too little for everyone, I just simply fulfill my own expectations, I am too selfish..." Mio wanted to bow her head in shame, but Taidao's finger It was also firmly imprisoning his jaw, so he could only look straight into the other's eyes with nowhere to hide.

His body was crumbling, and his mind was a little fuzzy, but he still wanted to convey his will.

"For everyone, I will work hard, no matter what."