Extraordinary Shura field of special magic equipment

Being treated like a "gadget" really lights up the lights.

However, his tiny flame did not burn, which is so sad.

Two-faced Su Nuo was like picking up a toy, and later found that the toy was not as interesting as imagined, so he just threw him in a corner of the house and left him alone.

Shen Duming diligently COS a lamp, although only his hair is still shining all over his body now, pitifully warming the old corner.

As the king of curses, there is no need to sweep the floor?The cobwebs in this corner are ready for a party!

Liangmian Sunuo was often away, and most of the time he would come back smelling of blood, and asked the kid named Limei who was by his side to cook for him.

The master and servant really didn't treat him as a human being, and adopted the same attitude of ignoring him, so naturally, he didn't have his share of the meal, and he was trembling with coldness.

Fortunately, Shen Dumin found that he didn't need to eat, but there was another stronger desire that tempted him all the time-he was sad to find the blood on his glutinous two-faced Su Nuo.

It's over, vampires still rely on drinking to eat, he is even greedy for blood stains.

No, you're a fusangshen now, so you have to hold on.

The pair of master and servant regarded him as a decoration and didn't care about him, so he slowly and boldly tried to move, from one corner to another, and then stood outside the house basking in the sun, Limei would occasionally glance at him, ignore.

Shen Dumin found himself out of light.

Literally, the faint light on his body dimmed, and even the faint wicks in his eyes were about to go out.

Looks like it's going to burn out.

The lamp oil was gone, and he could clearly feel the feeling of life passing by.

It's a little scary, but it seems to be good.

On this day, the two-faced Su Nuo finally remembered that he still existed.

The King of Curses looked down at him, stretched out a paw to pinch his head, turned his face around, grabbed his head forcefully and lifted it up until he saw the whole picture of those dim eyes. Relaxed.

"The weapon still needs to be sharpened."

Two-faced Su Nuo called out to Li Mei, and the boy approached from outside the house, dragging a person who didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

"Master Su Nuo."

He dragged the person in front of Shen Dumin with a strength that was completely inconsistent with his appearance.

Su Nuo glanced at him on both sides, and said to Shen Dumin: "Take a breath, go, prove that you still have the value of continuing to exist."

With the palm of his hand pulling his hair, he explained to the unknown person on the ground slowly and cruelly: "This is the magic tool that you magicians have painstakingly awakened, and now it is used by my uncle to kill you." , how, do you feel hopeless?"

The conjurer lying on the ground trembled slightly. He peeped through his messy hair, approaching the burning wick. It was light...he desperately wanted to touch it.

Yingying's fire light illuminated his eyes, and he wanted to reach out his hand, but now he was not as good as a disabled person after being deprived of his magic power, and the bright red flowed down his trembling hands.

The instinctive desire is intertwined with the person in his soul, Shen Dumin is already a little delirious at this time, he slowly raised his hand and stretched out his hand towards the place that made him extremely longing, fingertips touched the blood At that moment, a ray of light that could blind everyone was burst out from him as the center.

Everything is buried in nothingness.

"Interesting and interesting!"

The crazy voice of Su Nuo on both sides was gradually swallowed up in nothingness.

The place covered by the light is completely eaten away by nothingness, and the magic tool mainly focuses on annihilation, making everything around it struggle in the light and turn into dust.

Two-faced Su Nuo expanded the domain to preserve a piece of pure land, and when Shen Dumin returned to his consciousness, he watched the surrounding scene turn into a desert for a short-circuit.

I suddenly found that I was waiting online for what to do if I could destroy the world.

Before he could finish his shock, the two-faced Su Nuo stepped out of the field. The King of Curses grabbed him excitedly, stared at his golden eyes, and threw him to Limei like trash. Take it easy.

"A good weapon still needs to be polished."

Two-faced Su Nuo left a sentence, and disappeared in place after speaking.

Fu Sangshen, who was firmly held by Limei, looked into the distance with a hollow expression, and his heart was full of crooked and annoying.

Limei thought of the records in ancient books.

Known as the "Forbidden Tool", every time it is activated, the user needs to sacrifice. The sacrifices are mostly the blood of the conjurer, or the soul of life. All annihilated.

The power depends on how much the sacrificer is willing to pay.

At the beginning, the small offering made it only a special weapon, as long as the injected power is well grasped,

can be used perfectly.

But I don't want to touch the magic tool, the feeling of being able to destroy everything under control stimulates the user's growing evil thoughts. Under the influence of these malice, the magic tool gradually has a spirit, and it begins to desire more.

So the crazy user was tricked into sacrificing everything he had in a plundering battle.

It destroyed everything, it was completely sealed.

If it weren't for dealing with the two-faced Nuo, it might continue to sleep.

Shen Dumin, who has passed through now, feels that, compared to wearing this broken lamp, letting him wear a stone will not be... so hopeless.

He couldn't control this power, he couldn't resist the double-faced Nuo who was the king of curses, and his residual conscience as a human made it impossible for him to accept that he could only be used as a tool by the double-faced Nuo to accept the sacrifice.

When he was once again covered in bright red, he closed his eyes, obviously resisting, but the wick was still frantically absorbing the sacrifice through him.

He was forcibly divided into two parts. Fu Sangshen, who had condensed into a spiritual body, was locked up by the two-faced Su Nuo. He had no spiritual body, and the immortal kerosene lamp was taken away.

He was vaguely aware of the strong breath of death that was coming every day, which made him retch physiologically.

The plundered artifacts are slowly being domesticated, and the two-faced Su Nuo is even interested in occasionally coming to tell him about those tragic scenes. The King of Curses focuses on describing the true purpose of awakening those awakened when they learn about this curse. A look of despair and collapse.

Fu Sangshen, who was entangled in countless charms and chains, couldn't even do the simple movement of raising his head. He bathed in the life of the unlucky person who was caught as a sacrifice today, and opened his long eyelashes that were soaked to bright red in despair. .

You can't escape, you're just a weapon.

The hair was dyed deep red and was fading again.

Who was annihilated in nothingness, and where was he swallowed? Finally, he waited for redemption in the darkness where the candles could not even light up.

The young conjurer pushed open the sealed door, he was so shocked by the scene before him that he held his breath.

Unable to make any movements, unable to control his own body, Fu Sangshen, who bloomed in death, was quietly imprisoned in the center of the room. He was completely imprisoned, and his body was covered with runes, as mysterious as a tattoo.

The sin-ridden God Fu Sang seemed to sense someone approaching, he slowly opened his eyes, and when he lowered his head, he saw a pair of clear blue eyes.

Clean and transparent, like an endless sky or a clear ocean, full of morning stars falling into it, the indifference of divinity and the fragility of humanity are intertwined.

He shouldn't be here.

But it is also the most suitable candidate.

Fu Sangshen called out to him in a hoarse voice, "No matter how you got here, if you want to save everything, come here."

The young conjurer approached him, and he looked at the cruel scene in front of him with some curiosity, his eyes told him that the human figure in front of him was not human.

He is stained with countless sins and should not continue to exist.

The conjurer walked over step by step.

Fu Sangshen lowered his eyes and chuckled, "Take out my heart and eyes, destroy them, and all this will end."

"I accept my sins, and I will bear them to destruction."

"I can vaguely guess the scene outside, it's probably a bit cruel. The way to end all this is to turn off the lights."

Can't be reversed, can't break free.He told the intruding conjurer that there was only one way to end it all.

"So, let's do it."

Fu Sangshen, who was bound, couldn't remember his memories when he was a human being. He only vaguely remembered that it wasn't a wasteland, it wasn't a dark world.

It looks like a lamp, but it can't even illuminate itself.

"Isn't it sad?"

The wick ignited in his eyes was much brighter than before, even if he resisted again, those meaningless "offerings" filled his strength, making him more powerful and uncontrollable.

The blue-eyed conjurer looked at him half-understood.

"There is no need to have any psychological burden." He spoke slowly, and Tongjin's eyes had a very old texture, "I am just a weapon."

Let him go.

Maybe I can go back.

This is a real death like a lamp, he watched the conjurer take away his heart - now only a small wick like a flame was left, and felt the conjurer barely cover him on tiptoe The hands in the eyes are slowly exerting force.

He couldn't feel the pain anymore, and after losing his heart, he didn't feel the omen of death. He was so stubborn that he was about to cry.

"I changed my mind."

Holding the wick that shimmered like a firefly, the conjurer raised his head and looked straight at him with a crisp voice.

"Since it's a weapon, it's okay to change the owner."

He tightened the wick and showed a cruel smile.

The conjurer cut open his palm, and the blood spilled from the wound, soon staining the wick and wrapping it.

The wick was still burning with a snow-like flame, which became brighter and brighter after touching the blood, and the conjurer's face was instantly pale as paper.Completely different from those sacrifices who were forced to sacrifice, Shen Dumin felt a completely different perception from those emotions of despair or resentment.

Unfamiliar spell power was poured in like an intrusion, and all those spell marks were wiped out. His body softened and half knelt on the ground, watching the blue-eyed conjurer bend over and put the blood-stained wick back into him. in the body.

"In this case, I will be your master." He smiled happily, and held him in his arms regardless of the dirt on the other person's body. The bright red spread along the place where the two touched, "Come with me."