[Zhongyingmei] She is a small public

Itiou wanted to stand up, but her hands were also trapped in the black mist. She panted slightly, and tried several times with her hands on the ground, but she didn't stand up.

Hate also discovered the difference between Itiou at the same time, and this was probably the first time they met after sleeping for 7000 years.The light power on the elf princess who hates her memory is as dazzling as the sun, but now, the power on her body seems to have turned into dots of fireflies, so weak that it seems that a wave will be submerged and disappear.

It knew that elves might be a little weak away from their own world, but it didn't expect it to be this far.Hate stretched out her hand, and with her slender nails, picked up Itiou's collar at the back of her neck, picked her up like a cub, and put her on the ground.

"Do you want to court death so much?" Hate said.

Itiou looked at it, she was bright and pure, and there was also a kind of stubbornness that made people headache.

"Why don't you want to talk to me?" Itiou said, "I thought we were friends."

"Do you love to call others your friends without permission?" mocked with disgust.

It knows this is not the place to talk, and while human weapons won't wipe it out, it's so impressed by the power of that nucleus that it doesn't want to spend another day reuniting itself.

"You got your wish," said Hate.

It grabbed Itiou's arm and stepped into the portal in one step.

With a flash in front of Itio's eyes, she came to the land of nothingness, where she was so oppressed that she couldn't breathe, and the dark power filled every corner like air.She saw countless black spirits looking at her like a pack of wolves.In this dark world, the elf's faint light is more obvious, but it also looks more fragile and deadly.

"Go away," Hate said.

The black spirits withdrew one after another, and retreated to a path. They walked forward, hated to pick Itiou up and put it on a small hillside, so that it could look directly at her.Just as the energy of the sun would hurt the god of hatred before, now the situation is reversed, and those abundant dark forces are licking the spirit and energy that invaded Itio.Itiou was a little weak, she simply sat on the black scorched earth, and then took out her mithril cloak, the power of the light magic on the cloak made her feel better, and also made some black spirits retreat further up.

"You created them?" Itiou said softly, pinching the cloak with her fingers, "You can also create life."

"That's not life, it's just a puppet, my own puppet," said the god of hatred, "you see, elf, this world is so unfair. My brothers were born in the temple of light, creating oases and Life, singing and dancing every day, is loved by others. But when I was born, I took on all the darkness of this world, and I could only live in the shadows. Even to create life, I can only create these puppets that smell like me. I'm fighting for something for myself, is that wrong?"

Itiou frowned lightly, she knew that there was some reason for her hateful words.

"There is indeed some truth in what you said, it is very unfair, but..."

But the lives of all living beings are also innocent.

The hatred didn't let her go on, it said directly, "This is what I have been doing all the time, I want to become stronger, to take revenge, to pull down the disgusting arrogance of my brothers, even if I have to use any method. I know you are thinking about those innocent lives, but in this world, who is completely innocent? What are those creatures with a lifespan of only a few hundred years? In the face of God and time, they can only be regarded as a nest of ants. What is there to be pitiful about?"

"Maybe it's not all that extreme." Itiou said softly, "We can find a way to balance..."

"There is no way of balance," said the God of Hate.

"You know I will stop you," Itiou said. "Do you want to kill me?"

"I didn't say that," Hate said. "I hate you, but I won't kill you, elf. At least you're a man like you are. I won't hurt you, but I won't let you bother me either." good thing."

"Even if you don't want to do anything to me, I still have the last strength." Itiou stared at the hate, she said, "I hope you can weigh it, if you are really stubborn, I can only do this..."

"What, kill me with that power?" Laughed with disgust and contempt. "You wouldn't do that, elf. You're not like that. You wouldn't kill me any more than I could touch you. Earth is doomed and all you can do is watch it happen."

"You don't know me too much, hate it." Itiou said softly, "I don't want to hurt you, and I don't want to hurt anyone. But I have to be responsible to the people, this is my duty, even if it violates my The original intention of being a human being. I will give you another chance, don’t attack the earth, let’s discuss a better way together, shall we?”

It hates not to believe it, it has seen with its own eyes how indecisive Itio is, and it remembers that Itio still delayed 20 years for human requests before falling asleep.But it doesn't understand why Itiou compromises again and again. She regards those people as her responsibility and her people. Among various choices, she would rather choose to compromise herself and satisfy the people.But none of this hurt anyone else, and the only one who was hurt and compromised was Itio himself.

If the condition of hatred was Itio's life or something related to her, she might have agreed.It's a pity that there are 60 billion living beings on the opposite side of hatred. Itiou can't make such a decision to implicate innocent civilians.

Itio always hopes that these three wishes will give people happiness and hope, and she doesn't want to use it to obliterate any existence, even hatred.She knew that the God of Hate was born like this, and no one gave it a choice.In the last 20 years, they lived together day and night, and Itiou could feel the difference hidden behind the violence of the god of hatred, so she believed that they could negotiate.

At this moment, Itiou felt desolate, she closed her eyes, her body exuded a ray of light, and the last petal appeared on her forehead, she was shocked with disgust, she didn't expect Itiou to be so decisive.

The overwhelming dark power enveloped Itio, and Itio had to open his eyes, and the petals that emerged disappeared.She didn't expect the God of Hate to be so powerful, or...she was too weak.

Hate is caged, it should be angry, but it doesn't.It can see her sadness and entanglement from Itio's moist light blue eyes. This elf behaves too cleanly, so cleanly that it can't hate her.

"Why do you push yourself so hard?" Hate whispered, "Well, let's take a step back. The earth is left to you, and this universe is also left to you. I will go to another multiverse, where there is no one you know, so Is it all right?"

"It doesn't make any difference." Itiou said weakly, "Can you give me some more time? Don't hurt others, you can also become stronger slowly, just slower. I will always think of a solution, you believe me .I feel like I'm going to grasp the point of the problem, but it's just a little bit of time..."

"You can think slowly in this world, I will conquer other universes first." Angrily said, "You have a lot of time to think, is 100 years enough for you?"

Itiou's chest heaved, not because of hatred, but because in this dark stronghold, Itiou felt that he was multiplying weak.Her long golden hair, which would never be messy, also lost its luster at this moment, cold sweat slid down from her forehead, and a strand of long hair stuck to her cheek.

Hate stretched out her slender nails, and gently scraped off the strand of hair on Iteo's face.

"I may not live to that day." Itiou said weakly, her wrists were overwhelmed, and she could only support the ground with her elbows. The touch she hated seemed to be another attack of dark power on her body. .

"What?" The God of Hate frowned.

"I finally understand why the white deer lost its divine power and was on the verge of death. The power of the ancient gods is so powerful that the host needs to have enough energy to resist it. It left its hometown for too long, just like me now, losing its source of energy , the energy of hope overwhelms it." Itiou said softly, "I am just a mortal body, and I have suppressed you for 7000 years. Now I am far away from my hometown, and I have no source of power for a long time. The stronger you are, the stronger the dark power is. , I became weaker, just like you were suppressed by the light back then."

The energy of the Creator is too powerful. Fortunately, Itiou has only the last power left, otherwise he would have been crushed.She didn't tell other people about this, anyway, it would only increase their troubles, and she never thought of telling the God of Hate, she didn't expect it to come to this point.

Hate was silent.It saw Itiou struggling to support her body, and wanted to go up to help her, but then thought that it was too powerful now and would cause harm to her, so it stopped.

"I changed my mind." After a while, it said, "Little guy, I want to seal you."

"What?" Itiou was already suffering from weakness, with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, and his reaction was much slower.

"I will seal you and let you continue to sleep." The God of Hate said, "When you wake up next time, I will find the ancient god who created elves and give you his power. As for your humans Friends, I will spare their lives."

"You can't do this." Itiou said in horror, she said incoherently, "I'm already very weak, you seal me with dark power, you will kill me, you can't—"

Itiou hadn't finished speaking, Hate had stretched out her long and thin nails and touched her forehead.

"The thousand years of life and light you gave me according to the contract 7000 years ago will be returned to you." Angrily said, "This time is enough for you to resist the seal."

Itiou only felt a familiar and long-lost power pouring in from her forehead. The light power of the past thousand years made her feel better, but it also made Itiou's chaotic brain clearer.

"Why on earth are you doing this?" Itio said, "If you hate the world, why didn't you kill me?"

Hate slowly grinned the corners of his mouth, and Langtou showed a somewhat gloomy smile.

"The world needs light, doesn't it?"

The author has something to say: Yimei, a magical existence that all kinds of villains are reluctant to kill her

Hela & Lao Wan hate to make comments in their real names: They all hate elves the most, and they would rather jump from here than let the elves go!

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