Heartbreaker

He held my face in his hands, stroked the rough scar on my lip with his thumb, stared straight at me and said, "Ask me?...Should I ask you?"

"Vulture City..." I said hoarsely, "Has the people changed?"

"Yeah." He caressed the bloody hole on my face, "They rebelled and wanted to overthrow my rule and sacrifice my head to the emperor of the empire. In fact, they have already done it. Anyway, I will never Won't be king anymore..."

"Lemon..." I was so sad that I wanted to reach out to hug him, but he avoided my arms coldly.He was even more embarrassed than I imagined, his hair was disheveled, and his body was covered with coagulated dirty blood, except for a pair of blue eyes that revealed a blood that made me terrified.He looked at me with blood-red eyes, and for a moment I thought he would chew me up and swallow me whole.

He said, "What are you going to do, now is not the time to be sticky." He untied the rope around his ankle, got up and patted the dust off his body.I was getting up with him, but he grabbed the front of my shirt suddenly.

"That stinky bitch is Elliot's undead." Clement pulled me and said word by word, "Feline, you should know. Did she force you to retreat in the Dark Vine Castle? You are late Because this perverted woman imprisoned you and said that she would peel off my soul and make you a human?"

"...Yes, you are right." I said with difficulty in his icy palm, "Feline... I am no match for her, but—"

I held Lemon's wrist with my backhand, and looked at him sadly, "But I can take you away, Lemon. The world is so big, even the undead can't find traces in a short time. Now Vulture City is full of To deal with the king's people, let's leave here first..."

"Useless trash!"

He yelled suddenly, and I froze in place.Clement covered his face with his hands, stroked it viciously, raised his head to the sky, and muttered nonsense, "Run away... just kidding, I sacrificed my soul, got an undead, and in the end I wanted to run away ?... Hahaha, how fucking ridiculous, no matter what, I am a lost dog, a dog in the water, a rat who is chased and beaten all over the street!..."

I stood by, feeling cold all over.He was horrible.I'm most afraid of his appearance, completely venting and furious, with no room for maneuver.Clement muttered non-stop, and suddenly let out a fierce roar, punching the ground with his fists, blood dripping from his fists, like a ferocious beast whose legs were caught in a trap.

"Lemon, don't hurt yourself, Lemon!" I hugged his arm.He grabbed my shoulders tightly, and those rough and strong hands pulled me closer to him. I heard his voice out of control, "Luo... I know you can't beat that woman... Hahaha, it's okay, anyway, I It is also an ant in Elliott's hand, the master cannot beat another master, and the undead naturally cannot beat another undead... We are all weak and incompetent ants, ants who want to shake the big tree, so you have become like this, I have become this virtue... I understand too well..."

I looked at Lemon in astonishment. I didn't expect him to say such a thing, saying the words "weak and incompetent ant" himself.His rough palms moved along my waist to my cheeks, and Lemon pinched my cheeks, showing a violent calmness, like a scourge blocked by a fragile stone.

I was terrified, but still hugged his trembling body with both hands.Clement's body was very hot, but his complexion was pale, and his eye sockets were so dry that they were covered with bloodshot eyes.

He rubbed my lips, and I found his fingers trembling, "But...there are not only our two little ants in this world, but also other smaller and weaker ants, right...we can't compare with the big ones. The tree is against the tree, but for those ants who are weaker than us, despicable and shameless, they can crush them in one bite..."

His vague and crazy words choked me, and I said, "Lemon, what do you mean..."

"Kill the people in Vulture City." Lemon said softly, with a weird and manic smile on his lips, "Kill everyone, use your sickle... okay, Luo, my dear undead... follow me Let's go to hell together, okay? Huh? Lo..."

****

As an undead, I will abandon the past when I am reborn, serve my gracious master, and do my best to fulfill his wish.

But when I heard Lemon's request at this time, I was extremely hesitant.I have not forgotten that I was once one of these poor people. I understand the pain of hunger and the torment of illness.Hunger and pestilence can overwhelm a man, drive him out of his mind, and throw away all dignity for a chance at survival.

I also remember how I, my family, and other villagers lived in that poor village in the Wanjiang Empire when I was young.The nobles can oppress us unscrupulously, and can hack us to death like livestock.It's not that there are people in the village who want to resist, but they all died in the end, becoming corpses that no one cares about on the desolate hillside.

In extreme poverty, people become indifferent to each other.People are stingy in lending a helping hand, and after suffering even the slightest loss, they become distraught and complain about everything.Some people say that the human heart is sinister, especially the hearts of those of us who are poor, humble, unbearable, and filthy enough to blacken the world.I just want to smile wryly.Darken the world?Where do we have that ability?We are just civilians crumbling under the hammer of the world, power is not in our hands, and wealth is not owned by us, but those who really have power and wealth are still thinking about how to exploit our last bit of fat... What can I do?

"Luo, kill them...kill them..."

Lemon was still muttering in my ear, his nerves seemed to be extremely tense.I hugged his trembling body, and felt another wave of sorrow spread in my heart.Raymond, he is the king, I have seen his daily life and deal with political affairs with my own eyes.He was not a greedy and selfish king, and the crown was a heavy burden for him, but he still managed to straighten his back until the last moment.

And now the rebellious people want to kill him.

The current situation makes it difficult for me to choose. On the one hand, the people who have been tortured and revolted, and on the other hand, the monarch who has tried his best but failed. Who is to blame for this tragedy?

Maybe it's me who is to blame. As an undead, I am too weak.I failed to protect the Winter Ting Army from successfully attacking the Twilight Empire. I made up my mind, but unexpectedly I was defeated by strength...

I looked sadly at the abyss-like night sky for a long time, stroking Lemon's back, and said, "Lemon, let me take you away? We can still kill Elliot. Didn't you say that the undead can kill you?" Kill him, I will take you to revenge, we only take the life of the culprit. In fact, the people of the Wanjiang Empire... They are also poor people who cannot be criticized. What can they choose in the torrent of tragic fate? They were all forced to walk on the same road..."

I had a splitting headache and my heart was almost smashed to pieces.I once told myself that obeying the order of Lemon and killing the soldiers of the Twilight Empire on the battlefield was to defend Vulture City, the old country and its people.

But now it's different.When I was able to take Lemon away, when there was still room for maneuver, he insisted on letting me massacre the people!If I can still explain the previous "killing" with the seemingly legitimate reason of "restoring the country" - then what is it now? !

"Okay, you don't listen to me! You resist me!!"

There was a loud shout in my ear, and Lemon threw me to the ground and pressed my shoulder.He's gone crazy.Either insanity, or a nervous breakdown.His appearance made me feel even more sad, and I stretched out my arms to bring him back to his senses, even if only a little bit, "Lymon, it's not that I rebel against you, but once you are in the position of the people, you will only Angrier than them..."

"What the hell do you know?!" He yelled at me, "Do you think that what other people, including you, are suffering? You have never seen the abyss, and you tremble when you see the night, thinking that it is the abyss !"

"Pain doesn't matter how serious it is." I felt suffocated in my chest, but I still stood up with difficulty and tried to convince him, "But we must always find out the source of the pain. Lymon, the old residents of Vulture City just think that they are separated from you. Rule can free you from suffering. For you, the real suffering does not come from the people, but from the emperor who plays you in the palm of his hand..."

"My real pain comes from the people."

He grinned grimly at me.I suddenly realized that it would be useless to tell him more at this time, perhaps knocking him out, taking him away directly, and getting out of this environment full of riots is the best choice, and it is more conducive to him calming down——

puff.

The moment that thought flashed in my mind, a viscous muffled sound exploded in my body.I turned my head slowly, and saw clearly the source of the sound of flesh and blood being broken.

"The undead just need to be obedient..."

Lymon was holding a large piece of rubble, and the sharp edge dug into my skull, piercing my brain.He looked at me with empty eyes, a bloody and evil smile on his lips.

"You are just a tool to kill. A tool, why think so much?" He said, stirring the tip deeper into my brain, destroying the outline of my brain.A strange feeling spread all over my body, vision disappeared from my eyes, and turned into a chaotic slime.A choked sound came out of my dry throat, and I felt my fingertips bounce like fire, the clothes were torn and rolled up, and the burning palms covered my cold belly.

"Look at your ugly body... tattered... full of holes..."

Lymon lifted my legs, and the gravel still stuck|into my head.

"Possession has started again, Luo...whether it works or not...let me try my best...to make you stronger..."

A hideous and terrifying voice suppressed all the viscous chaos, and heavy pain swept through my body and mind.I sat in the dark, as if I sat in the same position a long time ago, waiting for something.

—Ro, wake up... wake up, my dear undead...

Where once upon a time it was warm waves breaking through the darkness, now it is hot molten lava.I screamed to avoid them, they rushed towards me ferociously, penetrated my body, and slowly coagulated in my veins, leaving me dying like a fish lying on the bed of a dry river, moving its tail and gills struggle.

I don't know anything anymore.

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Not far from the orphanage, I was being beaten by another boy.

He pinched my face and tried to tear off my clothes, his crooked eyes burst out with disgusting excitement, "You are so white, so white and beautiful, aren't you a girl? Let me see... Let me see Let me see! Don't fucking block it!"

I was terrified and clenched my fists, "Let go, what are you going to do—let me go—"

The boy grinned and said, "Hey, you dare to hit me? If you dare to hit me, I will ask my mother to go to the orphanage to find the director, and let them beat you to death!"

He tore my clothes and was about to tear my trousers.I was so angry that I jumped on him and bit his ear tightly!

"Ah!!" He let out a hysterical scream, threw me to the ground, and rained his fists down on me.His ear was bleeding from my bite, and a bright red line hung down.

"Ah, it hurts so much!" the boy cried, covering his bloody ears, "I'm going to tell my mother! I'm going to tell my mother!..."

I held my head, endured his beatings, and said silently in my heart: God, please forgive my mistakes... I have no choice but to resist...

[——Crack——Crack——]

"Fuck|You|Fuck! Fucking pig!"

I don't know where the strength came from, I roared violently, stood up suddenly, grabbed the boy by the collar, and punched fiercely on the bridge of the nose!He had a nosebleed from my beating and fell to the ground screaming.I rushed forward like crazy, and punched his bread-like flat face with punches, until his seven orifices bled and his limbs were twisted.My fists are stained with blood.The boy who harassed me was still screaming at the beginning, until the sound of my beating stopped screaming, he lay on the ground, as quiet as a corpse, and could no longer make a sound.

I twitched excitedly, spit on his face, and reached out to pinch his sagging skin, "Are you dead? Hahahaha, go to hell! Go to hell! You deserve it, you deserve it—"

****

Dragging a broken leg, I was knelt down by two senior nuns and forced to face the furious mother.

The boy's bleeding ear was covered with a thick layer of gauze. He looked well taken care of, but my leg was still aching.He pointed at me and yelled, "Mom, that's him! The bastard, he bit my ear!"

The mother spat and said, "You were the one who hurt my son?! You little villain, you look quite obedient and honest, I didn't expect to be so vicious!"

I had bruises all over my face, but no one cared, the director of the orphanage and the other nuns looked at me coldly, like I was a traitor to God, breaking the rules.I wailed, "He...he wanted to tear my clothes, and he broke my legs... this mother, I admit that it is my fault that I bit your son, but did he..."

"He admitted!" the mother screamed at the dean, "He admitted that he hurt my son! Look, what should we do!!"

My dean with gray temples and tightly buttoned clothes said coldly, "Bring over the nun who takes care of Luo...how do we usually teach you Luo? Do we teach you to use violence and beat others?"

I shook my head sadly, feeling tears in my eyes, "I...he wants to bully me...I have no choice but to, I can't..."

"what!"

The young nun was also forced to kneel in front of the mother, her face full of fear.She had only just been sent here and she always smiled at me.The dean picked up the whip, without saying a word, and slapped the nun who took care of me severely!

"Are you teaching such a child who violates the dogma?!"

The dean said angrily, the other nuns gathered to watch the excitement not far away, while the nun who took care of me bowed her head and sobbed.

"Luo." The dean turned around, and the anger on his face suddenly disappeared, turning into a smile that made my hair stand on end, "Tell me, are you wrong?"

I shook my head in despair, "I just..."

"Don't talk nonsense to me!" The headmaster whipped the nun fiercely again, and said angrily, "Just say, are you wrong?! If you don't admit your mistake, let your supervisor be punished for you!"

I choked up, "I... I was wrong..."

[——Crack——Crack——]

"I was wrong!"

I spat viciously and laughed out loud, quivering, to the astonishment of my Superior and the nuns.The mother lost her mind for a second, then pointed at me and cursed, "Look, look! You are so bad at such a young age, you are so shameless when you hurt someone and still curse at them! You must be a villain who will do evil in the future!"

I jumped up and headfirst into my dean!The old son of a bitch let out a high-pitched cock cry as I knocked him to the ground.The surrounding nuns screamed and shouted to stop me.I snatched the whip from the dean's hand with my hands, and flicked it fiercely in the air, making those ugly stupid women scream and run away.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh!!"

The stinky whore who accused me shook her fat face, and was suddenly slapped on the eye socket by me, rolling all over the floor in pain.I slammed those asses that were crawling around on the ground and cursed, "Fuck|you|mom, you are a shameless scumbag! Take your pig-headed son and get out!"

"And this goddamn orphanage—god farts all the time! I burned it—"

With a snap, the whip shattered the bell on the eaves.I waved my arm and whipped the others bloody like whipping livestock, laughing loudly in the mess everywhere.

****

"Wuuuuuu... Brother, if I didn't have that eye, they said they would break my leg... what should I do..."

Jeremy stood in front of me, his arms covering his eyes, and wept bitterly, "I just got out of bed, I don't want to be a cripple... If my legs are broken, I won't be able to stand up again... ..."

I sat on the chair blankly and said——

[——Crack——Crack——]

"What's breaking your legs?" I smiled, "Why don't you fucking die?"