Darkness of Darkness

lonely?fear?Or are you unable to find your goals and long-cherished wishes?Maybe I can really understand you, you are an intelligent creature, aren't you?I don't know if this is my illusion, but there is a kind of loneliness and loneliness in that roar.This world once belonged to you, but you were hunted and killed by desire. Do you... want revenge?

Every self-aware creature should have a long-cherished wish, so what is your long-cherished wish?Must be the same as me, right?Revenge and redemption... Revenge on human beings, revenge on those tiny creatures that once faced you with swords, then... come with me, I will definitely help you realize your long-cherished wish.

"I said hold it... You don't want me to die here?" The boy sat on the ground with Hoss' support, and the mysterious book was in his hand.The god of death didn't say anything, of course he knew that his responsibility at this time was relatively serious, no, it was very serious.Reaper quietly raised his head and looked at the black dragon hovering in the sky.

Ying's right hand is already bloody and bloody. Under such circumstances, he can still concentrate on studying magic, and he is probably the only one.His left hand is not easy to use, he can only open pages of books spread on the floor.After the boy opened the cover, he didn't look at the Grim Reaper standing beside him, and said "So...please." can be continued.

The god of death leaned his sickle on his shoulder, and the black cloak was blown by the cold wind. He seemed to have no feet, and any movement of him was like a ghost floating... The god of death slowly soared into the sky, look Looking at the black dragon, and then at the shadow sitting on the ground... Fortunately, this is the continuation of the life he gave you.After thinking about this sentence of advice, the god of death held the sickle with his bony hands, and the interaction between bones and steel could be heard clearly.

The black dragon has found his prey, and it seems to know that this is a long fight, this time the roar is louder than ever before, the white clouds in the sky seem to have been frightened by the roar, and they all go to scattered around.

The god of death who lost his flesh and blood smiled coldly, it was really a terrifying roar. If he was still a flesh and blood body now, he probably would have been wiped out by this distance long ago, right?It's a pity, a pity... "You are facing the god of death, beast." The sickle showed no mercy, it drew a beautiful arc in the sky and cut it down instantly.

The young man could clearly hear the sound of fighting above, he could hear the sound of sharp dragon teeth biting the sickle, he could hear the sound of dragon wings tearing the air, he could hear the sound of dragon tail waving, and he could also hear... that unyielding roar.I really can't figure it out more and more, why...why such a powerful race is going to perish. "Desire..." After all, it is because of these two words, precisely because of this. "I don't want them to lose to desire again..."

All desires are the same, even if it is the desire to survive, even if the dragon falls again because of their own desire to survive, he will always blame himself.But the boy is laughing at such a self again, isn't he also driven by desire now?The desire to keep this black dragon... alive.

"I'm sure I can find something... I'm sure I can..." Although the boy could only use his left hand to flip through the books, the speed was faster than his usual reading speed.These words are the fog before the truth, all of which are some detailed introductions, even if they are just introductions, they have strengthened the determination of the young man.With a quick glance at some of the words that came into view, he knew how much the author of this book knew about dragons.

Click!The golden eyes of the god of death became brighter. "It's really a smart beast..." Long gave up the defense against the sickle blade this time. Of course, he knew that if he was passive like this, he would lose himself. At this time, he would rather sacrifice his own flesh and blood. Also turn defense into offense.The blade scratched its dragon's belly, but the bloody mouth firmly bit the long handle that Hoth was crossing over.

The god of death immediately felt a powerful force grabbing the sickle in his hand. The strength of the dragon is really indispensable. The god of death let go of his sickle in an instant. He didn't expect that he would lose a bone for his quick reaction arm.After grabbing the sickle, the black dragon shook his head and threw the sickle out.

Boom!The scythe that fell from the sky just landed four or five meters away from Ying, which shocked Ying a bit, because he found that there was a bone arm on it, and cold sweat oozed from the boy's forehead, "Damn..." Immediately Just looking up at the current situation of that god of death, didn't that idiot say to hand it over to him?What is the situation now? !

The black dragon realized that it was time for him to attack. At such a close distance, it opened its mouth and spewed out black lightning again.But he didn't know that the god of death had other tricks besides the sickle. Before the body was engulfed by the black lightning, the golden pupils under the black cloak had long since disappeared.

"Hoss!" The young man exclaimed unconsciously. As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a bony hand patted on his shoulder. Ying was really frightened by this. He turned back a little timidly, and saw The god of death in a black cloak walked out of a purple-black mirror that appeared out of nowhere behind him.Those golden pupils are still exceptionally bright...

"I've said it, just leave it to me." The god of death brushed past the young man again, and saw that the bone arm holding the sickle turned into white bone powder and drifted away with the wind. As if given life, he flew back into the hands of the god of death.

Death cycle.This is a trick exclusive to the real god of death, so the god of death who controls life and death will not die so easily, but the god of death has also lamented that he cannot guarantee a person's life.I didn't allow you to die... He said this to this boy before, so this time, he wanted to completely defend his life... So, even if he used a series of secret techniques, he would not hesitate.

The few boulders hanging in the boy's heart fell to the ground, and he himself was a little surprised by his own voice just now, it was an instinctive voice.It's okay, it's fine... The young man calmed down and asked, "How do you feel?"

Reaper tightened the sickle in his hand. He didn't know whether it was because of the urgency to save the shadow or because the dragon had deliberately strengthened his own power, so his sickle couldn't hurt him.Of course, this point must not be told to Ying, it will only make him worry, and what he has to do now is to break the magic. "The black dragon can't pose a threat to me...you just need to finish it as soon as possible."

This is the first time he has fooled the boy's eyes, or is it because his bone body doesn't have any expression changes?Ying didn't notice anything wrong, but just hummed lightly. "Be sure to hold on..." As soon as the young man's voice fell, the god of death raised his scythe and leaped towards the black dragon roaring towards him again.

The boy's eyes continued to fall on the book. It seems that there is nothing hidden in the pages of the book, so where is it... Is there anything that can be seen?Ying's thoughts returned to the original point again. If he continued to think about it, he would probably get into a dead end. At this time, it is often necessary to start from the beginning.The boy closed the book again...

The dragon totem and the thick gold border handed down from the ancient times.Is there any inner meaning in all this?If the man who wrote this book had mastered dragons, could he have so easily told posterity what he knew?Ying's thoughts became a little clearer. If he wanted to screen out talented people, he would definitely do some tricks in this book. Magic... everything is responsive, isn't it?Shadow stroked the book with his left hand... It was still the same feeling as before, and the breath of magic flowed through his fingertips.

Like the feeling of static electricity, the five fingertips touched the faint magical breath, and the boy did not take his hand away, but gradually began to move.A little, a little... I know, he felt a place that was softer than an electric shock, the boy stopped, and the corner of his mouth was slightly raised. He didn't pay much attention to it before, but this part of the cover is definitely a breakthrough.

The boy took his hand away and found that this place was nothing but the chest position on the dragon totem. "Heart..." Ying murmured, this is the most important part of the chest that the boy can think of.But what does the heart represent... The heart is the source of life, why does this book imply the part of the heart?Could it be that there are some unknown secrets in the heart of the dragon?

Although this is another layer of fog, Ying is relieved. At least this time, he has found the right direction. If he finds the fog, he will find a breakthrough. The writer has to go through layers of screening to lay out such a situation. .But... what does the heart represent?Ying... fell into the puzzle of the cover again.

Thoughts often flashed, and Ying began to recall all kinds of magic theorems in his mind. If the writer was a great magician, there must be something about magic hidden, and magic will never leave some theorems.Say... say... the infinite loop theorem.

The cover page is dead, so what about the end page... Any hints?The boy turned the book over, the infinite loop theorem...is it like the boundary between life and death back then?It was just one step away... Ying began to feel that the black dragon was more and more like himself, even they were a kind of existence hovering between life and death, between the beginning and the end.