Last Wish Become God System [Unlimited Stream]

In the soft clouds, the turrets of the castle stick out.The vision of illusion in the sky has not yet completely dissipated, like a nebula of fantasies, shining into reality.

A hundred meters away, the blood of innocent fairies is being sprinkled on the land of the happy fairyland.In the castle, however, joyful music was vaguely floating, and a novelty banquet was being held.

The castle is quiet, and the starlight knocks on the long windows of the west corner building.

The room is full of darkness, with only the sound of undulating water, which is extra fascinating.

It's actually better not to turn on the lights. After the whole room was really dark, Jian Mingshu was a little nervous.

I don't know if I'm the only one who is so nervous.

Wu Shuyang was blindfolded and lifted his cuffs lightly, his complexion seemed to be glowing coldly under the darkness.Under the night, he looked even more mysterious and beautiful, even unparalleled beauty.

He looked very calm, and it can be said that he was outrageously calm.

The warm water surface slowly rose, allowing Mingshu's body to recover some temperature.

Before starting, Wu Shuyang warmed his hands carefully so as not to freeze the opponent.

During the process, he also displayed his care and patience to the fullest, even wiping his fingertips a little bit.One day ago, this body was still so white and perfect. Even the best jade and flowers in the world could not make such a beautiful body.

But now, the scars all over his body can only make people feel shocking.

Wu Shuyang was blindfolded, the expression on his face was very calm, but Ming Shu still read the unbearable and distressed.

It is actually very uncomfortable to get wet when you are covered with bruises.

Mingshu's body was full of messy wounds, although the wounds were simply burned, but after soaking in hot water, there was still a stinging pain of gouging out the bones.

Afraid that Shu Yang would be worried, he kept obediently lying on the edge, enduring all the discomfort, but when the warm water flooded his chest, the huge crack in his heart still made him let out a sound unconsciously.

"Does it hurt?" Wu Shuyang immediately stopped his movements. He was blindfolded, but he could still see the concern on his face.

"It doesn't hurt." Ming Shu replied, but closed his eyelids in pain.

"Or persist?"

"Ah."

When he moved again, he noticed that Wu Shuyang became more careful, avoiding all the fine puncture marks on his body.

He didn't know if it was because no one spoke, or because he paid too much attention to Wu Shuyang, he always felt that Wu Shuyang's breathing sound was so pleasant, and the rhythm was reassuring.

"I thought you had some strange ideas." Jian Mingshu looked at the serious person in front of him with gentle eyes, "You turned out to be so serious and serious. I blamed you."

He is beautiful now, even if he doesn't realize it.He is like a hibiscus out of water, swaying in the breeze, with jade dew dotted on the pink petals.

Unforgettable, breath-taking beauty.

He didn't know that for the silent Wu Shuyang, this was not only the best reward, but also a silent torture.

The bottom line of rationality that was desperately supported in my mind was getting tighter and tighter, almost breaking.

The touch of skin that has been moistened with warm water will make a big difference.

From a silky touch to a creamy texture, due to the rise in body temperature, it will appear soft to the touch, and even breakable.

Wu Shuyang was unusually silent.

He leaned down, let Mingshu lean on his arm, slightly let him fall on his back, and dipped into the deep water, so as not to catch a cold in the back.

"...!" This posture obviously made Ming Shu very nervous.

The body is out of balance, and Wu Shuyang, who is silent now, is the only willow that Ming Shu can cling to.

"Why do you want to look like this?"

"I'm afraid you'll catch a cold."

The water in the bathtub stirred like a gentle wind, gently soothing the scars all over the body.

It was Shu Yang, he was deliberately letting the water splash, like cascading waves, nourishing his body.

He grabbed Shu Yang's lapel, and even his heart rippled along with the warm water.

I don't know if I'm the only one who feels strange.

The next moment, he heard the other party sigh, and said very softly: "I have an idea."

"What?" The splash just now messed up his thoughts, and he obviously forgot the topic he mentioned earlier.

He raised his head vigorously, and the curly hair left a string of soft touches on the opponent's shoulders and neck.

The opponent froze.

Silence and stillness magnified the weirdness in the atmosphere. He didn't know if it was his own illusion, but he always felt that Shu Yang's breathing seemed a little heavier.

"do not move."

Wu Shuyang retracted his arms restrainedly, and lowered his voice. His voice trembled a little, and it was a little hoarse.

Ming Shu really didn't dare to move, he smelled a hint of danger, although usually, he was not very sensitive to such things.

To be precise, neither of them dared to move anymore.

After a while, he felt that the other party hugged him hard, and began to clean himself slowly.

He cleaned along the long and thin arm to the left wrist with the gilded fire bell, and then the slender hand with white knuckles.Wu Shuyang was blindfolded, but he felt extremely familiar with everything about him, as if he had carefully experienced and engraved the touch of the moment inch by inch. "Really count him..."

"I know." Wu Shuyang said in a low voice, still holding him with one arm.

"The marks on the back of the hand, were you removed?"

At that time, a real number of scorpion tails stung the back of his left hand, and the black and purple poison almost spread to his forearm, but when he woke up, the traces disappeared.

"Yes."

"Are you okay? That poison looks very powerful."

And the real number is still his familiar, no matter how you think about it, he will not be an ordinary person.

Wu Shuyang didn't answer directly, but kissed his forehead comfortingly.This action made Mingshu realize that he might not be telling the truth.

"Shu Yang."

"Ah."

Jian Mingshu leaned towards him: "I think we should be more honest."

Wu Shuyang was silent for a few seconds.

Wu Shuyang said: "I think this should be two-way."

Ming Shu understood what he meant.He still cares that he didn't take the initiative to be honest.

"Shu Yang."

This sound made the other party nervous unconsciously. The chain on the cloak fell into the water, and he fumbled for the edge of the bathtub, making a rustling sound.

Ming Shu didn't notice the difference, and continued: "Then let's all take a step back and be honest with each other about one thing, okay?"

"En." Wu Shuyang raised his hand and stroked Mingshu's cheek.

This is the first time, his hands are warm, but Mingshu's cheeks are a little cold.

"You are so weak and painful, it has nothing to do with the injury on your body, right?" Wu Shuyang asked first, "I discovered it when I burned it for you. Although it looks scary, the inside of the scar is regenerating at an extremely fast speed. Logically speaking, you should have already recovered this regenerative ability. So, it is it, right?"

Wu Shuyang put his palm on his heart.

There are traces like magma cracks, and red and black lights are shining in the cracks.

He didn't expect that the first question would make it difficult for him to answer.

Jian Mingshu was silent for a while, but before that, he offered to be honest - so, even though it was hard to say, he still decided to be honest.

"Yes." Jian Mingshu replied, "It has nothing to do with the scars on my body."

"In the bell tower, it's actually the last hurdle of the ancient druid ritual, seduction and burial alive."

Buried alive.

He felt the other's fingertips curl up.

Ming Shu felt the pain of the other party, and immediately added: "As long as you can survive the burial alive, you will become a druid. You can communicate with nature, gain the power of new life and healing, and even manipulate wind, thunder, lightning, and all fairies."

The opponent's body was tense, and he was trying his best to restrain his pain.

"It's nothing. It's really nothing." Ming Shu obediently leaned on his shoulder, comforting him softly.

"So, what's on your chest?"

Jian Mingshu thought about how to speak.He said cautiously: "Shu Yang. I can tell you about this matter. But you don't want to anger people who have nothing to do with it. This is what I want too."

He squeezed his shoulders.In the end, Ming Shu agreed: "Okay."

"Druid Ibran in Reincarnation Town—I don't know if you've seen it?"

"The devil in front of the clock tower?" Wu Shuyang guessed.

"Yes. He's a druid."

Wu Shuyang put his chin against the opponent's forehead, and surrounded him, as if coaxing Mingshu.

"For a long time, he has been punishing 'evil' in his own way. He pulls the souls he meets into Samsara Town, and after observation, he will make a judgment on those he thinks are evil. After the judgment, he can't tell what it is , I only know that the soul will go to another world, the soul is almost equivalent to our aura; and the black mist will be stored in the bell tower, which is actually what we call blood."

"Ah."

Wu Shuyang didn't tell him, in fact, he was also opposed to Ming Shu's collection of blood.He doesn't know what blood means, but as Fengdu Prison, and even as a person who has experienced the endless abyss under Fengdu Prison, he knows.

"Heilu believes that blood is pure evil and chaos, and should not enter reincarnation, so he locks all blood in a fractional dimension—a time-space rift created by himself with the echo of consciousness. Or, you can directly understand it as , something similar to the cocoon world."

Wu Shuyang silently caressed his scarred heart with his fingertips, without saying a word.

"The accumulation of more and more blood makes his space-time rift very unstable, and he himself is constantly eroded by the evil thoughts in the blood. Since the Great Irish Famine, he has persisted for more than 100 years. Until the accumulation of more and more blood, He's getting more and more powerless."

"so?"

"So he met me. He was overwhelmed and ushered in his demise. I inherited all the blood he took on. Shu Yang. I still remember that the first sentence you said when you saw me was not to allow me to collect blood, I think Now I really understand. But the ones I collected are actually not with me, but in..."

"Countdown."

Wu Shuyang focused on more important things: "Does it mean that there are [-] souls in it?"

He remembered the strange clock in Samsara Town, which started to reverse from 120000, and when he arrived, the clock happened to move to 20000.At that time, he subconsciously suspected that this might be a population count.

"I can't count them. They are all entangled." Jian Mingshu replied, "But I think it should be."

Wu Shuyang knew what this meant.

This means that one hundred thousand parts of pure evil are imprisoned in his heart; one hundred thousand parts of sin are borne by him, an irrelevant person; one hundred thousand parts of pure evil are tormenting this thin and thin body all the time; One hundred thousand copies of pure evil, tempted and bewitched every second, trying to occupy Mingshu's clean heart.

No wonder he has been exhausted and weak.

"Trust me." Ming Shu said softly, "I'm different from Black Deer. I can restrain myself, I can endure it, and I won't be corrupted by evil."

"Believe me."

He didn't say more.

Wu Shuyang hugged him suddenly.

Mingshu's body was covered with water, which wet the other person's cheeks, skirts and hair, but he didn't care about it, he just wanted to hug him.

Ming Shu didn't know.In the whole world, aura and blood circulate.After a person dies, the aura rises and the blood drops.The blood representing evil and chaos is deposited in the earth and the abyss. Naturally, after being purified, it becomes part of human again.

For living beings, the soul is the body, the blood, and the thing that the soul relies on.Nothing can separate blood and soul except death.

This means that before he dies, he will always bear the one hundred thousand copies of pure evil.

Ming Shu really didn't understand the serious consequences of this incident.

Through this hug, he felt Wu Shuyang's oppression and pain.The blood in Ming Shu's heart also surged, torturing his will and destroying his body all the time.

Jian Mingshu suddenly remembered something: "When you left, did you see what Samsara Town looked like? Did it get better?"

"Become very good." Wu Shuyang's tone was very difficult, as if he was trying his best to suppress himself and make himself sound normal.

"The sky is bright, the river is clear, there are no more demons, but happy souls."

He felt the simple jaw line stretch out, and he was smiling.But in the current situation, Wu Shuyang felt that he could no longer laugh.

He just felt that the decision to come to the end of the world this time was extremely correct.

This time, he must get the prayer rose.

at any cost.

"That's good." He heard Ming Shu whisper in his ear, "I'm so happy now."

There are rewards, results, and him.All the pain and suffering is worth it.But Wu Shuyang didn't respond, he even felt that Wu Shuyang was in pain.

He playfully rubbed the tip of his nose against the side of the other's neck, helping him to dissipate the bitter atmosphere around him.

The opponent's hand tightened suddenly.

His whole body was dragged out of the tender water.

The author has something to say: Thanks to the nutrient solution irrigated by NGC4038, and thanks to the mines thrown by the fantasy cookies~

I shouldn't have ruined such a good atmosphere (covering my face) but I still have to thank you. Come to the bb score dimension today.

In fact, this is a conjecture, and even if we know it is correct, it cannot be proved.This concept is based on topological fractal theory.Non-Euclidean geometry once pointed out that the seemingly flat three-dimensional space is actually not as straight as we imagined.On this basis, fractal theory began to study more diverse and complex shapes, whether regular or irregular.

Based on this principle, there is the concept of fractional dimension.The entire space-time is not smooth, and may even have fractals and cracks. Of course, under this worldview, fractional dimensions will naturally exist.It's not high-dimensional, it's just a mezzanine of our space.It can be understood that the principle of the cocoon world is a miniature world formed by the quantization of consciousness. (Nonsense, the setting of the novel, don’t ask the physics teacher about the quantization of consciousness, you will be photographed by the teacher)

Here is a setting.

If it is the Creator, his perspective is different from that of normal people.He can see fields, fractals, and patterns (this is not my mixture of Chinese and English, I think no matter how Chinese is translated, it is not as appropriate as the original words), and if he wants, he can of course refine it to particles.But usually he doesn't do that.

To us everything is fixed and bounded, but not to the Creator.All things are just building blocks, and even the so-called "solid" concept is not accurate. In his eyes, there are various abilities, fields, and vibrations.

Alright, let us count the sheep and goats on stage

After all, he is the hero today

Sheep punch duck! ! !