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Chapter 1 Mystery(1/2)

"Wake up..."

"Wake up, Green, wake up!!!"

"It's coming, be careful..."

"You are our...the last hope..."

A rapid voice echoed in my mind, with a little nervousness and a faint despair in my tone.

"pain!"

"it hurts!!"

A young man with short-haired blue denim slowly climbed up from the ground in a black shirt.

The severe pain as if he had been hit by an iron cone made him subconsciously touch the back of his head. Suddenly, his brown pupils shrank, and Green actually found that a piece was missing there.

"Whose voice was that just now?" A trace of confusion flashed in his eyes, but he couldn't remember what the other person said.

"Strange..." He was a little confused.

"Be careful, what should I be careful?" Thinking of this, Green became a little nervous again, looked around vigilantly, and looked at the unfamiliar environment around him.

"Who am I?" he shouted with his head holding his hands.

"It hurts, my head hurts so much, I can't remember anything..." When he tried to recall, the severe pain came again, as if he was warning something...

“Where is this?”

After thinking hard for a long time but not getting the result, his eyes turned to this narrow and dark enclosed room again. With the faint light, he saw the graffiti paper scattered under his feet.

I picked it up with curiosity and looked at it. The purpose was a pair of black eyes, with absolute indifference, arrogance and ruthlessness in my pupils.

After finding someone watching it, the eyes on the paper seemed to be alive, and the black lines wrapped around slowly moved towards Green's fingers, as if they wanted to climb onto him.

This scared him so much that he quickly threw it on the ground.

It seemed as if it had lost its target and returned to normal, lying motionless on the ground and pretending to be dead.

Green looked around again and found some content engraved on the wall...

The half-winged blood angel on the handstand, the blood moon hidden in the black fog, the black grave full of the man in black robe...

Strange...

Unknown fear enveloped him, bloodshot in Green's pupils overflowed, and beads of sweat as big as beans slid down without knowing it.

suddenly,

An impulse surged in his heart, wanting to leave here immediately.

Continue to look out, there is a 10-meter-high twelve-winged angel on the wall on the left, and there are many cute little boys holding musical instruments flying beside him. The vertical angel had a smile on his face, but there was a hint of coldness and arrogance in his eyes.

The little boy angel surrounded by fear and tension were filled with fear and tension, and his trembling hands were swaying, but he had to cheer up and play seriously while playing.

A paradise island floats in the sky behind, which looks majestic and magnificent. You can vaguely see flying winged angels busying themselves in the wheat fields. The clouds floating in the sky have turned into traffic avenues for various strange-looking vehicles to drive.

Opposite the angel mural is carved with mysterious wizards in black robes;

They knelt on the black earth with sincere expressions, and were holding a dark ceremony.

The black patterns on the ground crawl around like life, wrapping around the surface of the objects that have been touched. Tentacles will drain all the energy contained in the objects and transport them to the bottom and spread to other places.

The wizards were exhausted from their flesh and blood, but they did not have the fear of death in their eyes. Instead, they quickly recited the spell. In the end, the torso that had lost their support became a pile of bones like bones falling apart.

Above them invisible, there was a god of death with a huge black scythe and a white mask on his face. His blood-red eyes were coldly staring at the group of people, with a bloodthirsty urge deep in his eyes, and he couldn't help but harvest their souls in advance.

Suddenly, it seemed as if it had noticed something and looked in the direction of Green.

“It saw me,”

Feeling the breath of death coming towards her, Green quickly looked away, motionless like a sculpture.

Death continued to stare at Green, his eyes as if he could pass through a distant space.

Long time,

It was not until Green was about to breathe that he looked to the ground again.

Those dying wizards...

Because of the existence of the God of Death, Green did not continue to observe the mural, and did not find a pitch-black castle next to the God of Death, with a black forest next to it;

And there is the pure darkness that devours all light.

The last mural stands in the middle, which is a shining starry sky;

No,

That's definitely not just stars.

Looking at the outline carefully, you can find that it is a person's eyes.

Maybe it's just a little bit of light in the eyes;

Yes, that was a towering giant who didn't know the size,

He is standing in the universe, his eyes are the Milky Way, and in his eyes Green's existence is like a tiny grain of dust blowing away with the wind.

His existence shocked Green. He couldn't help but think that this creature really existed?

If so, how powerful would it be?

He stared at the giant and couldn't let go of the mural for a long time.

The movements in his ears forced him to divert his attention. The strange pictures crawling on the ground began to crawl unconsciously, and his mouth was filled with sharp hunger wails.

Perhaps it was because of the smell of the living people on Green that made them even more excited.

"Dangerous, I might die!"

Green glanced at them and immediately became alert.

When he looked at the last wall, he found that there was a world wrapped in rich darkness;

As he approached and was about to step in, a voice rang in his ears:

"If I were you, I would never be so reckless."

As the sound rang out, a black and white flashed in front of him, as if the disturbed infinite TV was receiving signals, and the projection of the characters slowly appeared.

It was a miniature robot that only looks like a Bill Elf at the size of a palm.

Its expression was lazy, and the eyes looked at Green were disdainful.

"Who are you? Or what are you?"

Green was a little nervous about this sudden appearance of intelligent life.

"Ha, who am I? I am you, you are me, we are inseparable now."

"As for the name, just call me Zero."

The miniature robot smiled in a dizzy way, and when he talked about his identity, a hint of dimness flashed in his eyes.

"You are me, I am you? No, no, I am me, I will not be anyone."

Green shook his head desperately and quickly denied.

"Haha, if it weren't for me, you would have only one end to go out now, tortured in the fog shrouded in the darkness, and finally be cruelly dismembered by the low-level god of death in the mural."

"Without me, you can't live without this place. You will starve to death and thirst, and maybe you will be eaten by these cute little guys on the ground during sleep."

Zero shook his head with a smile, feeling that Green's thinking was too naive.

"Leave...do you know how to leave?!"

Green's dim eyes lit up and he hurriedly spoke.

"Of course, it just comes with a price, haha, as for what it is, you will know in the future."

Zero had a mysterious smile on his face, and the phantom dissipated back into Green's body.

He controlled him, raised his right index finger and pointed it at his eyebrows. In this way, he lost consciousness without warning.

The black tunnel lost Green's figure, and the weird pictures crawling on the ground returned to a standstill. The sickle god hidden in the mural looked up and patrolled around in confusion.

It said in a hoarse and evil voice.

"I don't know where the bugs have gone, but it's a pity that they have lost a sweet and delicious soul."

It sighed a little depressedly.

………

Green felt like he was wrapped in a warm ball, and the sound of blood flowing came from his ears. He wanted to open his eyes, but he was so weak that he had no strength.

Only the sound of rapid footsteps came from my ears.

"Mrs. Morian is about to give birth, go and call the master over."

Maria, a maid with little red beans on her face, said a little quick tone and shouted to the white-haired woman bent over her.

"I know, ma'am."
To be continued...
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