The ultimate villain [Western Fantasy]

The beam of light dissipated with Bach's death, and the dazzling light illuminated the sky in the abyss for a moment like fireworks, and then quickly fell silent.The darkness caressed Tang Yuan's face again, as if gently comforting a hurt child.

But Tang Yuan still closed his eyes tightly, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, like a butterfly bound by an invisible spider web, his lips turned a bloodless white due to too much force, and crystal beads of sweat fell from his forehead , seems to be caught in an inescapable nightmare.

Sheila still watched indifferently, and didn't make any moves.Maybe he will blush, but he doesn't understand what shyness is; maybe he will help him kill, but he doesn't understand what friendship is; maybe he will agree to his request, but he doesn't understand what caring is. That's the real reason why the world said he was indifferent.Even if he will do something that makes you feel that he treats you as a friend in the last second, and will make you completely desperate in the next second, everything is just a choice of him.

After the war, there was a strange calm all around, the atmosphere seemed more solemn than before, the strange pattern formed by the corpses and the wanton splash of blood added a touch of danger to the calm for no reason.

Sheila stood in the blood on the ground, the pure white robe similar to the sacrificial attire and the long silver hair fluttering in the wind were inevitably stained with a little blood, but this did not make him evil at all, but more Adding to his harshness and indifference, and opposite him is Tang Yuan standing in the only circle not stained with any blood color. The king's dress, mainly black and red, is gorgeous and exquisite, and it sets off that gorgeous face It looks more coquettish.

The two looked at each other like this, as if there were two completely different realms testing each other.

Suddenly, Tang Yuan took a step in the direction of Sheila, the tail of black hair drifted away, the black and red gradually dyed bewitchingly compelling eyes were crystal clear, looking at him with a bit of confusion, the color of his lips was like blood , the smile drawn from the corner of his mouth was three parts mocking, seven points evil, his lips opened and closed slightly, and he spit out two words: "Prisoner."

An invisible force formed a circle and slowly tightened around Sheila. Sheila was still expressionless. Although he was a little surprised, he didn't want to explore the reason, because it was meaningless to him.

He stretched out his slender arm and spread his five fingers lightly. A white air wave rushed towards the invisible wall like a spiral, bursting out with a sharp hiss, and a few golden lights flickered, forming a moment of calm, and then exploded loudly. Well, it seems like a long time, but in fact, it was only a moment from Tang Yuan's sudden attack to Xila's resistance.

Tang Yuan chuckled, and soon attacked again.

However, after several fruitless confrontations, both sides realized that this was useless. The power of the abyss and the power of killing canceled each other out, and the two of them would not suffer any damage, but the decorations around them became the biggest victims. Or, it even destroyed a good meeting hall in a mess, the gate became torn pieces of broken wood, the wall had cracks, and in addition to the big hole formed in the roof by Bach's magic weapon before, the whole meeting hall looked like riddled with holes.

Tang Yuan turned the power of the abyss into a narrow-edged knife, and quickly stabbed Sheila. Since she couldn't use the power of the abyss to fight, then use a weapon. Sheila was stunned for a moment, and soon understood what he meant, and also killed The power turned into a slender sword.

When the weapons met, there was a clear clanging sound, and sparks scattered from the joint at a few points, and then they separated again soon. The time for the weapons to collide with each other became shorter and shorter, and the movements of the two became faster and faster.

But no one spoke between the two, it was silent and cold.

Finally, the battle reached its climax, Tang Yuan rushed towards Sheila crazily with a knife, not doing any resistance, and Sheila also gave up her protection to meet the last attack.

Live together, or die together!

The blood fell to the ground drop by drop along the silver edge of the sharp blade. In this space that was so silent that even the flow of life and the passage of time could be heard, every sound was amplified like thunder.

Sheila knelt on both sides of Tang Yuan's body, her left shoulder was pierced by a narrow-edged knife, and blood swelled around the wound, and Tang Yuan's condition was not much better, also her left shoulder was pierced by a thin sword Through, the blood flowed along the arc of his body, staining the slender neck with blood.

However, Tang Yuan was still smiling, and his originally bright eyes seemed to have a layer of water at this time, making him look even more confused and strange. He stretched out his blood-stained palm and gently stroked Sheila's fair and flawless side face. Looking at him, he asked ravingly: "If this world is all false, will you be the only truth?"

"..." Sheila said nothing.

Tang Yuan didn't care, and continued as if talking to himself.

"Will the pain lie to me?"

"Will you who give me pain lie to me?"

"Will you be real who gave me pain?"

"In this false world, will you be the only truth!"

"I am Tang Yuan, or the real Abyss..."

He clearly remembered that the scene was exactly the same as that time. During a gang rape in the family, he was kidnapped by the butler, and all his subordinates were tied up. After that, he stayed under the scorching fluorescent lamp for three whole days. In the end he killed the ambitious butler and exiled his stupid brother.However, since then his illness seems to have become more and more serious. He questioned the world and the people around him, until he created one after another fictional people that no one but him could see, and finally gradually began to doubt the reality of the world itself. But this is just the doctor's diagnosis of him, who knows if the doctor is a fictional character?

So is this world where the same thing happens in another form also another dream of his, and is the planner of this game another him?And was the only difference between those two things—Sheila—the only reality in his world?

He looked at the expressionless and unmoving face even at this time, and asked again in a hasty tone as if to confirm something: "If this world is all false, then you are my world The only truth in the world, isn't it?"

"..."

Sheila quietly looked at this extremely gorgeous face, which was more coquettish than all the fallen angels and demons he had ever seen, even Lilith, the Witch of the Night, could not compare to him, but because of his indifferent nature, he didn't feel anything.But at this moment, the corners of his eyes were slightly red, and there were crystal tears shed that he might not even realize. When the tears slid down a beautiful arc and condensed on his temples, leaving wet marks, he suddenly felt a little dazed, and his heart There was a slight ripple, and a small fine line suddenly appeared in the heart lake that was originally as calm as a mirror.

Seeing that Sheila didn't answer, Tang Yuan suddenly bit Sheila's neck fiercely like a lone wolf, making a tooth mark on the slightly cool skin, and then increased the force little by little until he tasted the smell of blood , until he found the sense of reality and security he wanted...

If the world is all false, then I hope you are my only truth, at least when I am against the world and looking for the truth I want, there will be someone standing behind me, looking at me silently, telling I haven't lost yet...

Sheila felt the pain in her neck, and just wanted to push him away, but she felt the warm liquid flowing from Tang Yuan in her neck, slipping down the gap in the collar and slipping into the placket, soaking his chest. The scorching breath burned on his chest like a flame, almost burning his heart, and he thought in a trance: Is this tears?But the corpses buried under his killing include women and men; some are kind and some are evil; What a special feeling.

He was a little dazed, but he didn't push him away, nor stopped him from biting.After he hesitated for a moment, he slowly put his hands behind Tang Yuan, forming a hugging gesture. This is a warm gesture that should not be made by him, but now, at this moment, he doesn't want to let go. open hands...

Sheila didn't know why, and didn't explore, but he knew that something had changed after this moment, something seemed to be more, and something seemed to be missing?

The author has something to say: That's right, the ultimate weapon for attacking Killing Angel is [Beauty's Tears]<(￣ˇ￣)/

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