Soul Echo

Opening my eyes, there is a piece of misty in front of me, and I can't see clearly.

But vaguely, Zhong Ye saw blood—the color of bloody flesh.

Blood was painted on the walls and ceiling, and there were a few monsters swaying in front of him. Zhong Ye watched them stretch out their tentacles to himself, and finally 'couldn't hold back' and cried.

......

Zhong Ye was lying on the wet and sticky bed, curled up in fear, the doll placed at the head of the bed blinked bloody eyes, There are several terrifying scars vertically and horizontally.

After opening his eyes to see clearly, Zhong Ye realized that it was not blood that covered the walls, but that the walls and ceiling were originally a mass of flesh and blood.

Those muscles and blood vessels are also able to breathe, expanding and contracting.

A sound like flesh being torn apart suddenly sounded, accompanied by wet footsteps, two flesh-like monsters covered with tentacles walked into the house, and one of the monsters stretched out. He pulled out his tentacles and picked up Zhong Ye from the bed.

'Fear' instantly filled Zhong Ye's heart, making him cry aloud, stretch out his hand to push him, and show great resistance. The two monsters trembled and hurriedly put Zhong Ye down.

...

Seeing a blood-stained skin film tied around his neck, Zhong Ye's breathing became a little heavier.

He 'cowardly' lifts the head and looks around.

Saw a few fingers stuck in blood vessels, burning and illuminating, the yellow flame seemed to burn the soul.

The twisted and sticky voice suddenly entered his ears, causing Zhong Ye to 'startle' and hurriedly looked towards the head of the long table.

The monster sitting in the main seat shook, seeing this, Zhong Ye couldn't help but relax, hesitating a little, holding back his nausea, he picked up the bone cutlery, and slowly cut the pieces of meat that were still wriggling on the plate, With fresh blood, he put the meat and bones into his mouth to chew, chewing...

A little monster sitting at the dining table suddenly cried out, and the two big monsters stood up immediately, the one looking at The weaker monster hurriedly squirmed over and dug out the 'food' from Zhong Ye's mouth.

At this time, Zhong Ye felt pain - from the tongue, mouth, and throat.

......

A little later, Zhong Ye slowly understood the language of those monsters, and knew that the two big monsters were 'parents' and the little monsters were 'brothers'.

There are also some monsters, who are servants in the house.

Gradually, he learned to write and also learned to draw.

——Writing and drawing on the blood-stained membrane.

In this world, no creature can understand the anguish and fear that he has hidden in the heart from birth. Only through words and pictures can we solve it.

He piled those membranes in the room until one day, 'mother' found them by accident, and soon after, there were many unknown monsters in the house, under their gaze, Zhong Ye brace oneself drew a few more pictures.

He was then taken away from the 'home' by his 'parents' in a bloated vehicle.

That was the first time he saw the outside world—floats entwined in his intestines, blood vessels cut in half, low pieces of meat with sharp teeth, and countless The towering white bones of the sliced ​​meat.

The further and further away from 'home', Zhong Ye became more and more silent.

For the first time since birth, he thought 'it's okay to stay at home'.

...

Zhong Ye met the king of monsters and attended a party.

He had a smile on his face - at the 'teacher', he learned to 'smile' and to be hypocritical.

At that party, he met 'Princess' and was kissed on the cheek by her.

Zhong Ye accompanied him with a smile, expressing his 'very honored'.

After leaving the palace, sitting in the carriage, while the 'teacher' was still talking to people outside, Zhong Ye wiped his cheeks frantically with his hands, but no matter how hard he wiped, he couldn't get rid of the wetness Greasy to the touch.

Disgusting! Nausea! Nausea!

......

Zhong Ye draws fewer and fewer paintings, and has not touched a brush for half a year.

But the painting half a year ago made him the most famous young painter in Xilu. Even if he did nothing for the past six months, no one was disappointed with him, he just thought he was brewing , the next painting will be even more amazing.

No one knows that Zhong Ye is no longer planning to continue painting.

He became more and more desperate for this dirty and ugly world. From birth, he knew that he was different from those monsters, and the loneliness and fear of incompatibility accompanied him for more than ten years.

Originally, he thought he was used to it, but as time went by, the feeling of being out of place continued to become abrupt and obvious.

Especially when the monsters admired their paintings, standing aside, even if he didn't hear their appreciation, he would feel extremely disgusted.

——In this world, how could anyone like to appreciate 'despair'?

Because he has lived in this world for more than ten years, he has been able to read the emotions of those monsters from their actions. Even if they don't speak, he can still feel 'chasing worship'.

With the scissors in hand, Zhong Ye desperately sent it into his throat.

Sit on the back of the chair, all muscles tense, and his feet were firmly pressed to the ground, sinking into the wet flesh.

He felt the pain silently. Unexpectedly, he showed some joy and joy from middle grade.

Then he heard a voice.

——You are a good child, a good child should not suffer such pain.

——If you want to be free from pain, call me by my name!

What is your, your name...?

'Nemo''s eyes that were about to go out had expectations blooming, and he raised his hand with difficulty and grabbed it upward.

——Listen to your heart, you already know my name.

Limits were slightly parted, and both legs kept kicking and kicking. As he was dying, 'Nimo' called out the name with the last breath in his throat.

"Praise... joy!"

...

After changing out of the blood-stained clothes, 'Nimo' stood in front of the full-length mirror and sorted it out Taking a look at her appearance, she smiled involuntarily at the usual handsome figure in the mirror.

Then he stood in the middle of the room, looking all around.

The spacious and bright bedroom has a big redwood bed, and the floor is covered with blankets. Apart from this, there is only a mirror and a wardrobe.

Usually he could only see 'white' on his own skin, but now, it's everywhere.

The flowery blanket is lovely, and even the walls are hard.

Taking a deep breath of the dull, smelly air, 'Nimo' stepped forward and walked out of the bedroom.

He met a middle-aged maid in the corridor. After listening to her greeting, he thought for a while, then smiled and said hello: "Miss Emma, ​​good morning."

Then, humming a newly written ditty, he walked gracefully towards the dining room, leaving the dumbfounded middle-aged maid behind him.

"Miss Filia good morning!"

"Good morning Lester uncle!"

"Philip, you too!"

Walking into the restaurant, 'Nimo' saw an old man sitting on the main seat, leaning over and saluting with a smile, "teacher, good morning."

Seeing this, the old man was slightly taken aback.

He had never seen such a sincere smile from his students...

"Well, sit down."

'Nimo' sat down , dine with the elderly.

His appetite seems to be particularly good today, eating twice as much food as usual.

After eating, 'Nimo' looked up towards the old man and said with a smile: "teacher, I want to go out and have a look and prepare my new work."

The old man was overjoyed, no wonder My students will be in such a good mood today, it turns out that they are ready to paint again.

The old man laughed and said kindly: "You have grown up and can make your own decisions. You don't need to ask me again about these things."

With permission, 'Nimo' did not Make another stop, apologize and leave.

Leaving the mansion and walking out the door, 'Nimo' couldn't hold back his emotions and took a deep breath again.

Fresh but not humid air, vibrant green, vast blue sky, chirp chirp twitter twitter birds, sturdy hauling horses, light carriage...

sitting In the car, 'Nimo' closed his eyes and shed moved tears.

"Congratulations...happy!"

…………

Crack!

Zhong Ye woke up from her deep sleep and stood up suddenly.

The sole of the boot crushed the glass slag, making a loud noise.

The long sword was held in his hand, and the sword was still burning with fire, but he didn't feel the slightest heat.

Being stunned for a moment, Zhong Ye looked down at Fire Sword. He seemed to fall asleep relying on this long sword just now.

Immediately, looking back towards the statue of the sun quietly suspended on the pedestal, Zhong Ye pursed his lips and bowed to the statue.

"pu! ”

Nemo spit out the bullet, and the long-suppressed power returned to his body, bringing his dying life back to the world.

The skeleton fracture has a foam-like substance that bulges continuously, and the muscles and blood vessels wriggle, grow explosively, connect with each other, and fill the terrifying wound.

The skin is bridging outside the cavity, the sunken chest is gradually filling up, and the internal organs and organs are also forming.

ka-cha! ka-cha!

Suddenly, he heard footsteps, turned his head to look, and was surprised to find that someone had woken up early. It wasn't a demonhunter, but the Easterlander who didn't know the foundation!

He sneered when he saw the Easterland man walking slowly with a Fire Sword in hand.

Nimo climbed up from the broken ground, "You two can't kill me together, let alone you now?"

Zhong Ye raised the Fire Sword, standing in the sunlight, said solemnly: "Under the witness of the sunshine brilliance, you will have nothing to hide, you will be unable to move."

Nimo complexion changed, suddenly raised his head and looked towards Zhong Ye behind.

This is -- the church of Sun God!

The dazzling brilliance reflects the shards of glass, locking the bard's body firmly in place.

When Amos and Zhong Ye summon Nemo's soul to this body, the [Plague or Abyss] has been completed - the Plague of Resta is 'Nemo' itself, the plague is just an appearance , is actually a ceremony used by Nemo to please the 'Lord of Pleasure', without his control, the people of Resta wouldn't be able to dance and sing at all.

If Zhong Ye doesn't pay attention, the system panel will not pop up automatically.

So, until just now, he didn't realize that the task has been completed and the reward has been issued.

【Sun Blessing · Light Family: Bathed in brilliance, your body functions will be strengthened (extremely weak), any skills will be added with light elements (extremely weak), and the body's recovery ability will be enhanced (weakly). )]

[Sun God's attention: You have got Sun God's attention (remaining time: 20 minutes)]

The church is equivalent to a Spiritual God's Divine Kingdom on Earth, Zhong Ye got Sun God's attention. After learning that he was fighting with the Abyss believers, Sun God gave him an ability to help him defeat the enemy.

[Sun Power (Incomplete): You can mobilize the divine force of Supreme Sun Cult to get 'Limited Wish' (2/3) (Remaining time: 4 minutes)]

"Please, the light of Supreme, lend me the power to kill demons!"

The voice fell, and the [Sun Power (Incomplete)] turned into a radiance and merged into Zhong Ye's body.

The flame on the blade is transformed, and the splendid golden blooms.

Zhong Ye swung the long sword and chopped off that beautiful head.

"As a viewer of the first half of your life, I sympathize with what happened to you, but you have committed an unforgivable crime, so I must kill you."

The flames faded , the long sword is restored to its original state.

Zhong Ye stood in front of Nemo's body and lowered his eyes, "May your next life never suffer from such a curse..."

——this is after demonhunter opened his eyes , the first sight seen.

The corpses of the abyss devotees melted with the wind, and Zhong Ye stood in the brilliance, like a hero from an epic myth...

No, he saved the town , is a 'hero'!

At this time, a sneaky horse's head came in.

Zhong Ye and Amos looked out the door, meeting the eyes of the crowd.

The cheers build up into waves, and the joy of avoiding a catastrophe fills the streets in an instant and spreads to the rest of the town.