Chapter 1207 I'm Falling
Everyone has an obsession in their heart, but puppets are not human beings.
Although Furnace Heart has the ability to simulate human emotions and create obsessions, it is like a dream and can easily break and disappear.
But at this moment, Jiujiu actually allowed himself, a man-made product, to give birth to an obsession that was not a puppet.
This obsession grew and grew uncontrollably in the darkness of the cold lake, giving birth to the outline of a heart of flesh and blood.
She lives and dies under the sword of her own hands, drifts from the world of mortals, and is a cold puppet weapon. The meaning of her existence has nothing to do with anyone.
She was so powerful, but it was as if she had given herself a moment of indulgence that went against her mission, allowing this fragile and fragile thing that went against her power to grow quietly in her body.
The powerful puppet Yinghuo seems to be holding some kind of naive and unrealistic fantasy, thinking that even if his soul is shattered, he will pay countless prices.
She can still return to the sun one day, touch her own heart, and live as a human being.
Because there are some things that only humans can do...
The five fingertips of the right hand that was forced to be raised suddenly flew up with wisps of silver translucent threads.
The winding and flying silk thread plunged into the heart, tightly tying the heart, and the thin and sharp thread soon seeped with bright red blood.
The raised fingertips became stiff and trembling, as if they were resisting the power of the evil god in his body.
“Fearless resistance.” The True Ancestor Evil God mocked Ninety-nine’s useless efforts.
“The puppet with the strings broke free from the restraints to control its puppet strings and could only fall from the performance platform and fall into pieces. It was still the same fifteen years ago, and it will be the same fifteen years later. ”
"You have grown such a fragile 'little toy' on your own. It will only add another fatal weakness to you and will not bring you any benefits."
"Let me see you. "My inner intention..."
The cold and evil consciousness of the True Ancestor Evil God penetrated deeper, and the filthy and sticky consciousness stirred her whole world like cold needles, making his head tremble. A sharp soreness and pain spread quickly.
It was like fangs full of barbed teeth, wishing to bite her until no flesh and blood was left.
The stiff and struggling fingers began to be manipulated and bound by those puppet threads.
"Click! Click! Click!" The puppet thread wrapped around the fingers began to twist Jiujiu's fingers into a strange arc.
The translucent silk threads bound between the hearts also divided into several thinner threads between the hearts, piercing deeply into her weak heart like the stem tentacles of a plant.
The dark and filthy desires stained the heart like toxins along the thin roots, covering it with black and red stains.
It is as if the last inch of the land has been violated and polluted.
The process of slowly injecting the poison of desire into the heart does not feel very painful, and there is even a numb and comfortable feeling of sinking into desire.
Compared with the intense and terrifying pain caused by the powerful spiritual body of the True Ancestor Evil God invading the sea of consciousness in the skull.
On the contrary, it was this numb and comfortable sinking feeling that made Ninety-Nine's reaction suddenly become stronger.
There seemed to be a strange beast roaring uneasily and angrily in the heart, and Ninety-nine's eyes like a deep pool seemed to stir up a thousand waves at this moment.
Even in this heavy pressure deep water world, she suddenly arched her body violently, the joints tightly pinched in her left hand turned white, and bubbles kept spitting out from her mouth, as if she wanted to struggle.
But even so, it was still to no avail. The thread as thin as lotus root began to spread in her heart.
Soon, the surface of the heart seemed to be covered with a layer of spiderweb-like outline marks.
The True Ancestor Evil God is absorbing the true emotional consciousness hidden in this heart.
It seemed as if he suddenly discovered some incredible secret.
The whole space recalled the gloomy laughter of the True Ancestor Evil God, and there was a bit of weird anger and ridicule in that laughter.
“No wonder you gave up your soul so easily, even willing to accept the schemes and traps of the reincarnation fragments.
If I hadn't seen your heart, maybe I would have encountered a lot of trouble in the near future, but little doll..."
"Don't you think you are too arrogant? ? "
"It is really a sin to make such a calculation and risk everything just to change a person's fate. "
"As far as I know, dolls do not have the spirit of active sacrifice, but you are willing to do this for a son of a human being. "
"But thanks to the interference of that corpse demon, I discovered the existence of your heart in advance. ”
"For me, crushing it is as easy and casual as crushing a ball of mud."
"But if you are willing to hand over your body to me, I don't mind granting it to you. Keep this heart.”
“Keep it?” The fingertips connected to the puppet line began to seep with bright red blood, melting into a slowly flowing blood mist in the water.
Her body still remained hunched up, her right arm tightened little by little, and the nails on her right hand connected to the puppet wire began to peel off rapidly as if they were withering.
The string that bound her heart suddenly became loose and spread out in the water.
The heart that had been tightened to the point of suffocation resumed beating, and Jiujiu opened his dark eyes without whites.
"You cannot possess my body, so whether you want to kill the corpse demon or destroy my heart, you need to use my external force to help you achieve substantial damage."
In this unrelated deep water realm, the ninety-nine eye sockets are dyed a deep black color that is deeper than darkness. From a distance, it looks like a soulless body. Cold walking corpse.
“But if I really dedicate this body to you, Evil God, I will immediately use my power to destroy anything that poses a threat to you.”
"Including my heart."
The dejected laughter of the True Ancestor Evil God echoed in the sea of ninety-nine's painful consciousness:
"But if you don't offer your body to me, you can't keep this ridiculous so-called heart either. '.
The boy was completely controlled and obsessed by the murderous desire in this field, and was assimilated into a person who only knew how to kill according to his nature. Monster.
His last obsession with maintaining his clarity is to find you among thousands of 'you's."
"But in his current condition, he has lost his five senses and abilities. By nature, he simply cannot find you among thousands of 'you's who have the same soul fragments."
"So he can only keep killing until the end, and even his only obsession will be swallowed up by it, so even if he kills to the last one.
You are the only one left, do you think he will kill you? Show mercy, sheath your sword and stop the killing?”
Jiujiu did not respond to the True Ancestor Evil God’s question.
The True Ancestor Evil God controlled Jiujiu’s body, forcing her to raise her head and look up towards the sky above the lake. A faint floating light could catch a trace of light from far above her head. halo silhouette.
The ray of light fell down, but her dark eyes without white eyes reflected no light at all.
"Or...it turns out that there is still a trace of hope left in your heart? I hope that someone can find the real you in this deep water field, among thousands of identical yous." Ninety Jiu Calmly denied: "I don't have such expectations."
But the True Ancestor Evil God just smiled, As if he didn't hear her words, he continued:
"But you know in your heart that no matter what era or situation you are in, as a puppet, you can't catch anyone, and at the same time, you can't catch anyone. Anyone is willing to stay for you."
"You are just a puppet."
"You have no parents, even if you have a perfect human face and body, simulated blood and organs, and complex palm prints.
But you will never have the line of six relatives like humans. There will be no one who is destined to be with you.”
Like hypnosis and enchantment, the True Ancestor Evil God repeated this fact, and his tone became more serious. Affirmation:
“You are just a puppet!”
“The meaning of your existence is to be used by others, to squeeze out all the value, and to be exploited by others. The only thing that makes you unique is The thing is that Yinghuo is different from ordinary dolls. After losing the original owner, you have the right to choose your own owner.”
"That woman Xuefu is no longer here, and the deceased is not qualified to use the doll Yingluo.
So your remaining value naturally needs a supreme being who also has great value to squeeze and use it, so as to maximize it. The biggest.”
“The final end of the doll is to depreciate until it loses its value and is destroyed. If this is the case, why not do it again? In the long flow of history, you have left your most profound traces. Choose me to be your master?"
"Is there anyone in this world who can make the most of you than me? Exist? ”
“Although you and the six senses are both puppets, you and she are completely different in nature.”
"She is an auxiliary guardian doll, but you... are a war doll born because of attack and destruction."
"Rather than protecting those illusory and useless things, it is better to become a confrontational doll. Ordinary vulgar women who look forward to meaningless things
Destroy, fight, and plunder, even in the present. The moment when your body decays and disappears, you will exude the charming and mellow fragrance of death. This is the most valuable time."
"Give your body to me, and I will find your own value."< br>
The evil god's brain words are like bewitching the undead wandering around in hell after death, and weaving a perfect illusion for them.
The ninety-nine darkness could not reflect any light in his eyes, and he was even momentarily shaken.
Her eyes began to ripple like water waves, but... it was only for a moment.
The fingernails between her twisted five fingers fell off completely, leaving the threads deeply embedded in her heart floating in the water.
Ninety-nine consciousnesses were violently turbulent, almost boiling, trying to burn the consciousness that invaded the mind and belonged to the True Ancestor Evil God.
Her neck, one inch! An inch! Kaka went down, no longer looking at the faint light floating above the head but too dim to give up any hope.
Ninety-nine curled up his body tighter, like an insecure newborn baby, hugging himself into a ball.
“Even in this world, no one will stop for me.”
“Even that human cub will never be able to remember me again.”
"Even if I am a war doll that symbolizes destruction, I still want to...protect..."
"I will not let you destroy my heart. You can never destroy this body." Something to think about.”
"I have fallen, I have sunk, Evil God, this is the path I have chosen for myself, and it is also the path I have chosen for you, so I am willing."
The sea of consciousness burned itself like magma, True Ancestor Evil God In order to obtain the body of Ninety-Nine, almost half of her own consciousness was invaded into her sea of consciousness.
But it never thought that it had seduced her to this point with such a powerful power of mental pollution. After her soul was shattered into thousands and her consciousness was supposed to be hazy, she could still be so desperate to possess her. The fate of going to hell alone.
The True Ancestor Evil God likes to collect all pain, desires, and emotions in the world.
But this does not mean that it likes to enjoy pain on its own.
The pain caused by the blazing fire in the sea of self-consciousness made the entire lake turbulent, in this endless place where there is no life left in this pure water.
At this moment, he sensed the intense 'pain' of the True Ancestor Evil God, and began to grow sharper and evil thorns out of nothingness, covered with sharp fangs and barbs.
Different from the black thorns that attacked Balian just now, in this body of water.
The thorns born from nothingness are bright red in color, with large swaths of blood floating in them.
Darkness is wrapped in bloody thorns, and the bloody thorns that symbolize pain are also wrapped in endless dark desires.
Wrapped around ninety-nine bodies, hands, feet, and faces.
Wrap her into a huge cocoon.
So in the dark world of the lake, Jiujiu was wrapped and dragged by the cocoon of blood-red thorns as huge as a mountain.
Toward the endless world, falling into eternal sinking.
Ninety-Nine's body was curled up in a huge cocoon of thorns and blood. She curled up her body into a helpless ball.
Almost stubborn, just to protect the heart under the chest that is covered with dirty strings and already riddled with holes.
She used her snow-white and soft body to resist the fang-like thorns and vines.
Ninety-nine slowly closed his eyes.
Although she does not know whether her heart, which has been stained and stained with wounds, can support her to fulfill her wish.
But she still chose to protect.
The bewitching words of the True Ancestor Evil God seemed to be lingering in his ears at this moment.
Looking forward to it?
Does it mean that she has expectations for the corpse demon boy?
No?
According to her powerful data analysis as a puppet Yinghuo, that guy has completely degenerated into a murderous monster.
No one can find her here from the hundreds of thousands of deep waters, from the thousands of selves with the same soul aura shell.
Even if that kid really appeared in front of her.
It was just because of his desire to kill that he slaughtered all the dolls with a strong desire to kill and then came here.
He cannot break this eternal dark desire.
And despair!
(End of this chapter)