My fish are all over the stars

Your Majesty has the guardian brand left by Time-Space and Eternal Dragon. If something happens to His Majesty, Emperor Klekers will come out and intervene, so Nibrandt first went to Dragon Island to create chaos. Emperor Cleckels left in a hurry for Dragon Island.

After distracting Emperor Klekers, Nebrandt cooperated with the King of Blood Race at that time.

He helped the blood clan open the city gate, and disclosed all the warning conditions to the blood clan. The blood clan can kill in Tu'an, and he only needs to take His Majesty away.

The plan was good, the only thing that happened was that the blood king went back on his word.

That day when the blood clan invaded the imperial city, His Majesty was determined not to flee, and wanted to live and die with Tuan. Seeing that he was still by his side in times of crisis, His Majesty's eyes were moved, "Nebrandt, this is the secret escape route." Map, before they come..."

"It turns out that His Majesty still has a backup." Nibrandt smiled slightly, "Almost made His Majesty run away."

His Majesty paused when he handed over the map to Nebrandt when he heard this sentence. Under the cover of the mask, no change could be seen in his expression. His black eyes lost all warmth, leaving only a cold sense of majesty, and that beautiful voice At this moment, there was no ups and downs in the tone, but it was filled with an unspeakable sense of oppression: "What does the bishop mean by this?"

It has been a long time since Nibrant was watched so intently by His Majesty. Their eyes met, and all he could see was His Majesty's beautiful and cold black eyes. Before meeting His Majesty, he had never seen such beautiful eyes. So beautiful that you want to dig it up and treasure it.

But the beauty of His Majesty is not only the eyes, but the whole body has reached the pinnacle of aesthetics. It is the existence that he desires to destroy. Perhaps at the first sight, he is destined to destroy everything with his own hands.

Because this beauty itself is the original sin, it should not be possessed by mortals, human beings are dirty and hypocritical creatures, and one day His Majesty will be polluted too.

So before the pollution comes, let him end it all by himself. The ignorant people in the world can't understand him, thinking that this is a sacrilegious act, but only by doing this can the beauty of the moment be fixed for eternity.

"Could it be that your majesty is as smart as you and haven't guessed who caused all these disasters?"

Looking at each other, Nibrant heard the screams of the slaughtered guards outside, which were continuous, like the noisy cicadas in summer, but His Majesty's black eyes were as cold as ice and snow in winter.

Extreme indifference.

Beneath the ice was a fire of anger, and a fire of hatred was burning, hot enough to be confused with love.

"Why did you ruin Tu'an?" His Majesty asked word by word.

In the past, it was very difficult for Nibrant to touch the heart of this majesty, but at this moment he confirmed that he had broken his heart.

That unobtainable sincerity is His Majesty's original sin and the sin of the rest of his life.

He couldn't help smiling, "Your Majesty, your hateful eyes are so beautiful, so please continue to look at me like this—"

"Hate me wholeheartedly, and only me." What a sweet and sinful curse.

Nebrandt was so happy that his voice trembled. He used forbidden spells to take away His Majesty's love. He would use all means to take away what did not belong to him. He did so. This time the plan It should be perfect, but it's a pity that when the blood king broke into the palace, he was attracted by His Majesty's breath, and insisted on tasting His Majesty's blood.

After being rejected by him, the blood king directly snatched His Majesty, and His Majesty's mask fell off during the fight. The blood king looked straight at that moment, and the fight with him became endless.

Nebrandt sensed that the space-time and eternal dragon's breath was approaching, he knew Kerr's strength, so he had to leave with regret.

Thousands of years later, recalling the past of Tu'an, Nibrant felt that his mistake was that he did not expect to be attracted by His Majesty as the king of blood.

He knew that His Majesty later became a blood clan, became a blood clan prince, and continued to be guarded by Kerr. Kerr watched His Majesty very closely.

But the more things he can't get, the more Nibrant wants to get them.

Finally he had another chance.

At Youan's concert, he saw His Majesty again. After so many years, because of the characteristics of undead creatures, His Majesty's beauty has not changed in the slightest, but those compassionate and majestic black eyes have turned into affectionate and cold blood eyes. .

Holding the tobacco rod, Nibrandt lightly exhaled a smoke ring, and stared at His Majesty motionlessly through the smoke.

He knew that Emperor Cleckels was also nearby, and knew that he might die if his identity was revealed, but with His Majesty's hatred for him, even if he died, he would die at His Majesty's hands.

Living for so many years is really boring. He has destroyed countless beautiful things in his life. If he wants to go to destruction, he hopes that his life will end in the hands of the most beautiful majesty.

So Nibrant walked towards His Majesty who was unaware step by step. His Majesty was listening to the song intently. He knew why His Majesty liked Youan. Back then, His Majesty once raised a mermaid, and His Majesty would listen to it every time he finished handling government affairs. The mermaid sings.

When His Majesty said that he had a suitable candidate, Nebrant suspected for a moment that it was the mermaid, but he quickly rejected it.

The greatest significance of His Majesty's marriage to this country is to give birth to an heir. The mermaid is a male and cannot bear children no matter what. Even if His Majesty wants to bring that mermaid into the harem, he will never give her the status of queen.

But His Majesty really likes to hear that mermaid sing.

I like it so much that even if I lose my memory, after a thousand years, I will still love You An who has a similar appearance to that mermaid.

Nebrant had too many thoughts churning, and he seemed to have crossed the sea in just a few short steps. He finally came to His Majesty's side, tried his best to make the most natural and casual appearance, and sat beside His Majesty.

His Majesty cast a faint glance at him.

Such a flat gaze, like looking at strangers you can meet everywhere on the road, without all the sorrows and joys in it, not even the coldness.

Nibrandt has seen His Majesty's eyes that are extremely loathing, and He has also seen His Majesty's eyes that regard him as a good man, but he has never seen His Majesty's eyes that are so flat that they are almost indifferent.

Such indifferent eyes made him feel cold all over, and he began to wonder if the burning eyes with hatred in his memory were his own illusions.

He wants to get His Majesty's love, he likes to see His Majesty's hate, he is willing to bear all His Majesty's gazes, but he does not want to see such plain eyes.

So Nebrandt couldn't help but say a lot.

But the way His Majesty looked at him remained unchanged.

Later, Emperor Klekers and Lu Jue teamed up to subdue him. In fact, Nibrandt didn't have much thought about this fight. He only had his majesty in his heart, and he called out his majesty again. His majesty of memory recounted the sins he committed back then.

Human beings always like to analyze their sins to the gods in the confessional room and pray for the gods' forgiveness.

But Nebrant is different from the common people, he confessed all his sins, just to blaspheme again, he wants to see the high gods crazy for him again.

With such dirty, crazy and dirty thoughts, he looked at His Majesty obsessively, watching His Majesty step down the altar for him, and whispered to him: "I remembered everything."

His Majesty stretched out his hand and gently touched his eye sockets. After becoming a blood race, His Majesty's hands were cold, so cold that there was no warmth at all, like the golden mask His Majesty put on his face when they first met.

Those blood-colored eyes were full of secret emotions, and they were focused on him. They were so close, but Nibrant felt that he was so far away from his majesty.

"I remember everything, why are you doing this?"

That gentle and cool voice was like a sighing wind, "I obviously like you."

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

Nibrandt's mind was blank. He thought about His Majesty's countless reactions and all the means His Majesty could impose on him, but he did not expect His Majesty to say this sentence to him.

How can this be?

How is this possible?

How could His Majesty have liked him?

"You could have had all my love." Those blood-red eyes looked at him affectionately, so affectionate, yet so cold, maybe when the gods really fell in love with someone, their eyes were also so cold.

Nebrant suddenly remembered the past thousands of years ago. He thought he would not remember many things clearly, but he remembered every trivial matter involving His Majesty from the beginning to the end.

He likes to hear people tell painful experiences, like using a gentle knife to peel back a person's healed wound bloody again.

Nebrant wanted to hear about His Majesty's pain, so he said what he had said thousands of times, and he said that he was willing to help His Majesty share his worries and problems.

"Nebrandt, you are my people, and I am your monarch. No matter how scarred I am, I should be invincible in front of you."

The black eyes behind the mask were compassionate and majestic. He always thought that His Majesty looked at everyone with such eyes. Did His Majesty look at him with too much tenderness?

Nibrant recalled that he and His Majesty galloped on the hunting ground. His Majesty drew his longbow into a full moon and shot all kinds of prey mercilessly. With the dazzling crystal mask, the breeze blew away the looming smell of blood, and everything was clean.

"Nebrandt, the ministers have been urging me to appoint a queen recently." His Majesty suddenly turned his head and looked at him, "Actually, I already have a candidate in my mind."

The sky is blue and the grass is green. Everything looks clean and beautiful.

"Who is His Majesty's chosen?"

The man on the white horse winked at him and said with a smile, "Keep it secret for now."

The wind in the memory spans time and space, overlapping with His Majesty's sighing voice:

"I obviously like you."

Such a soft sigh could only blow up a fallen leaf, but in Nebrant's heart, it was like a tsunami overwhelming, something broke the embankment in his heart.

"You ruined all this with your own hands."

Such a bone-chilling emotion froze his whole body, as if falling into an abyss. It was really strange. He was clearly already in hell, so why did he have such a terrible sense of depravity?

His ears seemed to be filled with the wailing of the day when Tu'an was destroyed. In such a purgatory on earth, His Majesty looked at him and handed him the precious escape map with his own hands.

Was it at that moment that the sincerity he wanted, the sincerity he was looking for, was already within his reach?

"You ruined it."

The icy emotion penetrated his limbs and bones, and his sinful soul began to tremble.

— "You ruined it."

— "You ruined it."

— "You ruined it."

Like an unsolvable curse, thousands of worlds and countless gods seem to be watching the crimes committed by a blasphemer.

"No, no...it's not true..."

His majesty, the majesty he wanted to protect for the first time, the majesty he destroyed with his own hands, the majesty who put the mask on his face, the majesty who walked with him in the dark corner of the crowd, said to him, "In front of you, I And should be invincible" Your Majesty...

Those scenes overlapped, and the good times he had never forgotten suddenly turned into the sharpest knives, piercing his heart one after another.

"It's not real!!! It's not real!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!"

He has committed so many sins in his life, and he has never regretted it once. Only this time, he tasted the pain that he couldn't bear to live.

He thought that day was an extraordinary destruction, but looking back, it turned out that he also destroyed himself.

The slow beating heart in his chest was taken out. At the moment when his life was about to come to an end, he opened his eyes and looked at his Majesty. His vision became blurred, his consciousness gradually became drowsy, and he seemed to have returned to the first time he met His Majesty. On that day, he was summoned by His Majesty, and led by the attendant, he walked into the magnificent palace, walked through the long corridor, and stepped into the quiet study.

The black-haired and black-eyed His Majesty sat in front of the chessboard, twisting the chess pieces with his immaculate fingers, and looked up at him.

This gaze from thousands of years ago overlapped with the gaze of the blood eyes at this moment. He saw his majesty crush the beating heart in his hand, and the blood stained the hand that should have been fair——

"It turns out that this is the feeling of heartache, Your Majesty."