The Scarlet Sky of Romance Legend

Whose waiting and longing have been weakened by the ages?

--Inscription

Haotian didn't know how he returned to Dodor College, his brain was in a mess, "The golden wings fell in sorrow, and the whitest feathers were stained with the most hopeless filth." The only condition is Frey.Is this a punishment for her long life?Want her to watch everyone around her leave one by one, and live forever between sorrow and pain, despair and delusion?Is this... the eternal punishment of the Creator?Thinking about it this way, the world is the cruelest.

——The gods of this world have very, very cruel means. There is always a way to separate loved ones, using death as a once-and-for-all method, and then appreciating the mourning and crying of the living.

Haotian staggered into the dormitory, not forgetting to return to the state of Ares with silver hair and red pupils.Sitting on the bed, staring blankly at the setting sun slowly setting outside the window, the burning clouds dyed the sky a dazzling blood red, the outer circle of the setting sun exuded a faint golden brilliance, and the earth was reflected in orange, magnificent and enchanting.Then the sun set, and the sky that shone with golden light was replaced by a thick night, a darkness that no one could penetrate, not even light.

There were footsteps outside the door, the door was pushed open with a creak, and a little head poked in.

Little Frey hugged the pillow and said softly, "Brother, can I sleep with you?"

Ares suddenly returned to his soul, and subconsciously raised his hand to touch his nose, wanting to make sure if he had a nosebleed, but luckily he didn't.Little Frey was wearing pajamas, tiny, with slightly raised hair, very cute.

Speaking of which, Frey basically slept with Ares when he was a child, and the reason is very cheating... Father Zeus called "women are better at taking care of children" and threw Frey to Ares. The external image has always been pure [? 】How are you guys? !The consequence is that when Frey was one or two years old, Ares even developed the habit of getting up in the middle of the night every day [Oh my god, this is obviously a mother's instinct, what's wrong with you, Ares]... In short, the dark history is unbearable.

"Yeah." Ares nodded.Oh my god, it can't be done, if she continues to be stared at by Frey's extremely cute eyes, the news headline of the Dou Daoer College the next day will definitely be "My younger brother accused God of War and died of excessive blood loss"... Her fame will be ruined for a lifetime!

... I have to say that women really have no resistance to cute children.

Little Frey climbed onto the bed with the pillow in his arms, spread the pillow and lay down obediently, kissed Ares on the cheek: "Brother, good night."

Ares froze for ten seconds in a position where he was about to get down on the ground, and asked in a trembling voice: "Frey... who taught you this movement?!" I'm going to tear him into pieces Ah ah ah ah ah!

The child blinked his eyes and said innocently: "Zhao Gongming taught it, he said this is the proper etiquette."

Ares took deep breaths repeatedly, Zhao Gongming, I remember you... just wait and see for tomorrow's training!

"It's okay, go to sleep." Ares lay down, touched Frey's head, and the little child rubbed into her arms.

Ares frowned slightly, just now... did he hear something explode?never mind.Ares looked at Frey, who was sleeping peacefully, with a rare gentle smile on his lips, and his thoughts drifted back to the encounter she had with another person many years ago.

On a midsummer afternoon, on the green space in the center of the Garden of Eden, there were verdant trees. A beautiful and flirtatious boy like a sculpture was lying on the tree and sleeping soundly. His delicate face was covered by the shade of the tree. The long purple hair was blown by the wind, and it was extremely quiet, only his very light breathing could be heard, peaceful and quiet.

It is the doom and luck of a lifetime.

——The god of this world also has a very, very gentle heart. He allows people who are similar and congenial to each other to meet inadvertently, and from then on, he supports this life and changes his destiny.

Deep in the dark night, the unknown place of hell.

The man with long purple hair stood in front of a crystal mirror formed by air twisting and condensing. The mirror had been shattered, and a trace from top to bottom destroyed the entire mirror. It seems to be venting some unwillingness and anger.The man's skin was fair, and he was wearing a dark purple luxurious gown, embroidered with intricate dark patterns and tiny crystals, which shone gently under the light. The bow tie was inlaid with huge amethysts, reflecting the blue brilliance.

The man lowered his head, grabbed a tissue beside him and wiped his left hand. His fair skin was cut by the broken glass, and a few drops of blood flowed out, and the wound healed in an instant.There were broken glass shards on the ground, and the shape of the cup could be vaguely seen. The red wine was spilled all over the floor, soaking the pure white handmade wool carpet with ink marks, like dark red blood.

"Get someone to clean it up." The man threw the tissue on the ground and said to the trembling servant beside him.

"Yes, yes, Master Satan." The servant replied tremblingly, and fled as if flying.

Satan turned his head and stared at the broken mirror, as if he could still see the rare gentle smile of that person.

No matter how long it has passed, I still can't watch you go away from me calmly.Does this mean that I cannot bear the doomed parting?

——But... In order to achieve the ultimate goal, there are some things that have to be done.

For that last and best future... no matter what price he pays, he will not hesitate.

Betrayal may be cruel, but in this world where humanity and divinity are intertwined... Cruelty is also another kind of tenderness.

Embracing the light of the finale by being cruel for what we love so much.

"It's almost time for the plan to start...Since the actors are already on stage, the props should be ready soon." In the empty hall, Satan whispered to himself in a very soft voice.He cast his eyes on the small cabinet. Under an oil painting, the gold-encrusted pendant on the dark green box reflected the faint golden light.

The oil painting was inlaid with dark wood, and it was preserved as a treasure. The corner where the artist's name should have been written did not have any words, only the turbulent brushstrokes and the shocking scene.

——The white dress of the purple-haired goddess was stained with blood, she fell powerlessly to the ground, her slender and elegant neck tilted to one side; the rebellious blond man in heavy armor knelt on the ground and hugged her, he Wearing a broken purple hair band, she raised her head and stared angrily at the front; the Valkyrie's white cloak was flying, and her light golden silver-white long hair was spread out like silk. She stood sideways beside the fallen goddess, holding a black The long sword pointed directly at another person's neck; the dark red long-haired devil stood there helplessly, far away from the other three people, his black robe seemed to be burning, and he held a strangely shaped long sword in his hand. Scarlet blood dripped slowly from the blade.

It was the end of an era, the passing of two great gods.

In this way, the subsequent era was created.

The author has something to say:

This chapter serves the River Party... The enchanting man who appeared at the end is a very important character~~【This ecstasy and meaningful wavy line】

【This chapter has been revised】