Law of the Dragon

Sa Keluo heard a voice calling himself again, he turned around, and there was a darkness behind, with a little scarlet eyes scattered in it, watching him maliciously.

Eros pushed him and approached him: "Did you really hear a voice calling you?"

The other party approached without defense, which made Sa Keluo feel a little distracted. When the golden hair brushed the back of his hand, it brought a crisp and itchy feeling, and he subconsciously grabbed the hair.

Fortunately, the other person was not focused on this, and he didn't feel that his hair was being grabbed. Seeing that the other person didn't answer his question, he asked again patiently.

"I think so," Thaklow said seriously, he didn't even catch what the other person said, he just played with the soft and shiny lock of golden hair in his hand.

"It's strange, but you have the blood of the demon god, and you are immune to the charming voice of these monsters," Eros said strangely, "I don't believe what Norman just said."

"I don't believe it either," echoed another, unprincipled.

Eros gave him a blank look, and didn't think the other party understood what he meant at all, but he couldn't see any problem, so he had no choice but to stop pursuing it.

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The camp Norman mentioned was beyond the imagination of these people, it could almost be called a small village.Although the house is simple, everything is in good order, even cattle, but no one seems to have any plans to grow crops.

"It's amazing, it's a big barrier of light," Eros sat on a branch and looked towards the human settlement not far away.There are curling smoke and the noise of human beings rising there, adding a little vitality to this lifeless darkness.What a strange thing, the lives of these human beings are so short and fragile, but everywhere they go, there is always inexplicable excitement and hatred.From this perspective, human beings are truly the masterpieces of the Creator.

"Why are you here?" Norman's voice came from behind.

He didn't need to look back to know that the person was standing behind him, and he said with a lack of interest: "Compared to there, I feel more comfortable staying here, ah... no wonder there are so many monsters gathered here."

Norman stood there, looking down at the man's profile.There is no wind here, his blond hair is draped lazily on his shoulders, bright as the dawn in the darkness, the black cloak hangs down from his shoulders, occasionally revealing the scarlet inner lining, leaking a little bloody smell.In the increasingly intense darkness, he seemed to have a strange harmony with the surrounding darkness, yet arrogantly over them, as if he was the master of this darkness.

"I've heard about Marvin, and I'm sorry," Norman said softly. He had heard Larry say this, and Yarrow was on the sidelines to explain.

When he came to the imperial capital before, he originally intended to fight against the imperial power, but before he could act, Marvin started to act strangely. First, he told Yarrow about the false king, prompting the other party to rush back from the western region.He also told Eros that his whereabouts were unknown, and he wanted to use the power of the elves, and promised a large sum of money to prompt Eros to leave the imperial capital and come here.

The matter is now very clear, this Marvin should be planning something, and his arrival and the prophetic dream he brought with him is an opportunity.It seems that I am not good at all in those court battles.

"Thanks to you, I can live a few days of nostalgia," Eros suddenly turned his head to look at him, "You know, I couldn't remember where this darkness came from, but when I saw your camp, I I understand, Norman, this is the realm of the Demon God."

"Devil...God?" Norman was startled, this ominous title gave him goosebumps, and he naturally thought of the dark painting in the Holy See.When he was a child, he would stare at that darkness for a long time, as if his soul would be sucked into it.

The person who took care of him once said that the previous pope sealed a part of the Demon God, and this painting is it.He tried his best to seal part of the demon god in the painting, and chose to establish the Holy See here, using the light power of the sacred department of the light god to suppress the other party.This story has been passed down in the mouths of the priests, but nothing was mentioned to the people who came to visit the church, as if it was a taboo topic, and it seemed to be known to outsiders.

Ever since he came into contact with the Church of Light, there have been various legends about the God of Darkness and Demon God.The Pope once said to him: "You and I are very lucky. We were born in an era without dark gods and demon gods. Thinking of the battle of demon gods, even children in the church will go to the battlefield to fight demon gods and sacrifice themselves. Faith, but we only need to give ordinary people the power of faith.”

The darkness here is so cold and thick, the blood-colored moonlight spilled down, staining some with a bloody smell, like a nightmare that would never wake up.

"How should we get out?" Norman couldn't help asking, "If it's a demon god..."

"I'm afraid I can't go out," Eros shrugged. He found that after he came into contact with humans, he spent most of his time as an explainer. Shouldn't this knowledge be taught by people in the church? "This is the domain of the Demon God. Do you understand the concept of private domain? Air, water and even dust are all his property."

"No," Norman retorted, "Didn't those monsters slip out? They followed the water to the outside world, so we should go out too."

Eros glanced at him like an idiot: "It's strange how you learned the ancient history. For the demon god, monsters are like a part of him. He doesn't care what they do, because no matter what these things go Everywhere, it's all part of him, like... the kite and the string, but we don't have the string on us, so we can't leave."

"But we don't have much food," Norman said. "After our rescue team arrived here, they found a lot of people trapped here. The rescue supplies can only last half a month at most, otherwise..."

Eros frowned: "But that's the fact. In the age of the demon gods, human beings lived like this. In fact, you don't need to add a light barrier to them, because they have already been marked as private property. Anyway, in the age of the demon gods, Humans also survived tenaciously when the demon gods demarcated their domains, and I believe they can do the same now..."

"Stop joking!" Norman interrupted him. "How can we stay here forever? I have to get out of here!"

Eros tilted his head, and suddenly laughed: "You want to leave? Why? It's safe here. If it wasn't for the demon gods who disliked each other and caused chaos, it wouldn't be the turn of the god of light to show his face. The world now is very It might still be like this.”

"And you? Can't you go out?" Norman asked.

"Me?" Eros shrugged. "Generally speaking, with the permission of the demon god, I can travel in the fields of various demon gods. After all, our relationship with the demon god is not bad."

"You...what are you?" Norman asked. There is no doubt that he can see his dark attributes, but he can't do the difficult technical task of distinguishing races.

Tell him proudly that you are a dragon?Forget it, he still plans to plot the wealth of the church, if he tells Norman, he will definitely be careful!

Norman saw that Eros did not answer and did not continue to ask, but said: "If you don't take me back, how can you get gold coins from Marvin?"

Eros laughed, he sat on a slender branch, shaking his feet boredly: "You are right, I will take you away, but I do not promise to be complete, no one can take you away in the domain of the demon god." Anything, if you really want to leave, I suggest you keep a part of your soul. You have the purest blood on this continent, Norman, you know you have the blood of the God of Light in your body, right?"

When Norman heard this, he showed a mocking face: "Really? Do you think the blood of the God of Light is so expensive?"

"At least for demon gods, this is pretty good," Eros said softly, "They like to devour all power, regardless of light or darkness."

He raised his head and looked at the gloomy sky. The red moonlight was obscured by darkness, exuding a strange aura.He suddenly realized that he missed the past so much, the sky was so gloomy, the air was filled with the dark power of the demon gods, they were so powerful and lonely, standing on the strongest commanding heights of this continent.

It's a pity that the era of the demon god is gone forever, and the demon god here may be as half-baked as Sa Keluo.

"What does part of the soul mean?" Norman asked again.

"Whatever you want, it can be the pain, or the negative part of regret, and you will always be a happy person," Eros suggested, "However, you still feel this part sometimes, such as midnight dreaming. When you are alone, you will feel empty and sad, because from that moment on, you are not a complete person, your soul is sacrificed, and a part is taken away, even if it may be your worst, saddest, and most hoped that he will disappear a part of."

Norman was silent for a long time, his maroon eyes reflected the blood-red moon: "Maybe I will choose another part, the part of joy and happiness."

Eros tilted his head in confusion: "Oh, your choice is different from others."

"Because that's my strength to live, it lets me know what to do," Norman said softly, "Maybe it means that in my later life, I probably won't be happy anymore."

Eros looked at him. This young man had melancholy and heaviness that did not match his age. He always thought that he should be the center of everything, because he was the blood left by the God of Light on this continent. He would naturally Treated with the best, like a king, honored by blood.

"It's your choice," Eros stood up and said, "Some people take happiness as their goal in life, and some people take pain as their source of strength. Obviously, you are the latter."

"What about these people?" Norman asked hesitantly, "Can't they leave?"

"I can't take so many people out, please do me a favor, Lord Norman," Eros stood up with a wry smile, and easily jumped off the branches of this tall tree. "My strength is also limited."

Norman stood alone on the branch, looking at the branch where Eros was just now, it trembled slightly there, he looked up into the distance, a suffocating darkness.