The array world ushered in dusk. This dangerous world that could even slay a true god similarly had day and night. As night approached, the two suns, one large and one small, had no choice but to retract their blazing radiance as they slowly sank to the ground.
The setting sun was like blood as it dyed half the sky red. It was dark and enchanting, just like the desolate lands that had been dyed red by the blood of filthy monsters.
The cold blood-red lands were a 'hell' that even monsters did not dare approach. This was because in the middle of the 'hell' stood a demon that was more terrifying than monsters.
Cold silver hair, pale face, a body dyed red with blood, dull black eyes and a golden vortex that seemed to be spinning endlessly and eternally — all of these formed the demon's appearance. There was not much 'horror' that could be described as exaggerated. It did not have a hideous body of flesh, nor did it have a terrifying aura. Even the existence of a 'soul' could not be sensed.
It was like a piece of flesh without a soul, but also like a cold machine that relied on the golden vortex as a gear to operate.
But perhaps it was because it did not even have 'emotions' that the silver-haired demon looked more like a 'demon'. The formless aura that emanated was so real. In addition to the fact that its body was covered in blood, there was no way to see its face through the redness. Anyone who saw it would find it difficult to associate it with a 'human'. It was even more impossible to tell that this breathless, heartless, emotionless, soulless demon was actually …
"Shi... Xiao... Bai?"
Dawn slowly opened her eyes. In her blurry vision, the first thing she saw was the silver-haired demon that was closest to her in the blood-red world. In fact, she did not immediately recognize the true identity of the demon that had changed beyond recognition. However, out of instinct, she muttered the name of the youth that she had subconsciously worried about the moment she woke up.
However, at the next instant, she immediately recognized the true identity of the silver-haired demon after she regained her consciousness slightly.
Even though the silver hair and blood had changed its appearance, even though the cold and lifeless appearance had erased its human form, she could still recognize that the 'silver-haired demon' in front of her was the youth that she had not known for long, but she was already worried about him.
"Shi Xiaobai."
She softly called out his name once again.
However, the youth named "Shi Xiaobai" did not give any response. His pair of black eyes that were filled with light were now filled with a resplendent golden color. It was like a black haze that seemed to imprison one's soul within.
The girl frowned slightly. The pungent smell of blood and the hellish sight of severed limbs made it easy to guess what had happened and what would happen next.
After she called out twice in a row, the silver-haired devil's attention was drawn to her, and it was obvious what he would do next.
"Shi Xiaobai!"
However, she still used an even louder voice to call his name for the third time.
Finally, or perhaps as expected, the silver-haired devil lowered his head slowly. Her figure was reflected in his cold pupils, and then it was shattered by the golden vortex again and again.
It growled in a low voice, without any emotion, like a wild beast that had smelled its prey.
Then it held out its bloody hands to her.
They were the hands that had been assimilated after holding the "Devil's Hands" … The devil's hands.
These hands had already torn apart hundreds and thousands of monsters, scattering their blood and filthy organs across the desolate land. It had used cruel death to decorate this cruel world, making it even more cruel.
The three-headed hellhound, Herat, had witnessed the bloody massacre not too long ago. It had seen the pair of devilish bloody hands and the cruel gesture of tearing its prey apart countless times. Even now, it was still echoing incessantly in its mind, like a nightmare.
As such, it knew that the silver-haired devil, who had finally realized that a fresh life that it had neglected was tied to its waist, would act on its instincts.
— It would definitely tear the girl at its waist to pieces in an instant.
Just like the tragic fate of those monsters, that warm and beautiful body would only take a second to be torn into minced meat. Boiling hot blood and viscous internal organs would spill onto the filthy ground, stained by dust and drowned in the filthy filth. Then, with the passage of time, it would emit a foul stench until even the smell completely disappeared.
And what was laughable was that …
The girl had once given her all for the young man. Until the second before she fainted, she had forced a smile and enthusiasm to appease the young man's worries.
The young man had once burned his willpower to run with all his might for the girl. Every time he fell, he would climb back up. Even though he was in excruciating pain and was covered in wounds, he still risked his life to protect the girl. In the end, he did not hesitate to transform into a cruel devil to protect her.
They were willing to sacrifice themselves for each other. Their love was as pure and beautiful as glass.
But at this moment, the young man who had transformed into a devil to save the girl had lost his humanity and rationality. Finally, due to his murderous instincts, he extended the devil's bloody hands towards the girl he had saved.
In order to save her, he had tasted all sorts of bitterness, but in the end, he had no choice but to drink the Wine of Eternal Hatred of 'killing her with his own hands'.
To completely tear a beautiful thing into pieces, this was the so-called tragedy.
But Herat had never seen a more laughable and tragic tragedy than the scene before it.
Even this single dog that hated 'love' could not help but lose its original excitement. It could not help but feel a tinge of pity and sympathy.
However, it was powerless to stop it.
The only thing it could do was to coldly watch the birth and ending of a tragedy. Then, in the rest of its life, it would marvel at this great 'love', while spitting on this laughable 'tragedy'.
"Roar."
Herat let out a low growl, offering a futile "blessing" to the beautiful love.
.....
Dawn had just woken up, so she did not know how the bloody hands in front of her had torn apart its prey while she was unconscious. She did not know that the hand that was slowly approaching her had created such a cruel death.
But even if she did not know, she could easily guess the horrifying truth from the hellish scene she was currently in.
The pair of cold eyes that were occupied by the golden vortex could no longer contain her beautiful figure.
The world in his eyes, everything in his eyes, including her in his eyes, was just a tiny bubble that could be easily shattered again and again.
The silver-haired devil would not hesitate to tear apart the life in front of him.
Dawn clearly realized this cold reality.
Even so, after calling his name three times, she still did not stop.
"Shi Xiaobai … Shi Xiaobai … Shi Xiaobai …"
There was no need for any additional words. All she needed to do was call out his name.
She slowly turned her body that was tied to his waist. Finally, her feet landed on the ground and she stood facing him.
Due to the coarse ropes binding them together, her body was tightly pressed against his.
She could clearly sense the coldness emanating from his body. His originally warm embrace was now as cold as an ice cellar.
But even so, she still reached out her hands to hug his waist. She exerted strength and hugged him even tighter, as though she wanted to knead him into her body or melt into his soul.
Even though the pair of blood-stained devil hands were forcefully gripping her shoulders.
Even though death might befall her the next instant.
But even so, she still hugged him tightly as she affectionately called out his name.
"Shi Xiaobai …"
This action was not because she had given up on struggling, nor was it because she was seeking the final warmth of life.
The reason why she did not attempt to escape and instead hugged him tightly was not because she was certain that there was no hope of escape, but because she believed in him.
She firmly believed in him. She believed that even if he transformed into a devil without any humanity, he would not harm her.
Such a 'belief' was filled with the emotions of a young girl. It could be said to be simple, but it could also be said to be foolish.
Dawn obviously did not accept that she was a simple girl, much less admit that she was a foolish love-struck fool. Therefore, for the birth of this belief, she had come up with many rational reasons in a very short period of time.
These rational reasons were everywhere. For example —
For example, the coarse ropes made of sleeves did not snap. At this moment, they were tightly bound together.
For example, even though they were in a bloody hell, even if hundreds or thousands of monsters were torn to shreds, she, who was closest to him, remained unharmed.
For example, the black beams of light were still shooting from every direction in an attempt to kill them, but the black beams were blocked by an invisible barrier. And this barrier was also enveloping her.
For example, the pair of bloody hands that were holding her shoulders were not as cold and heartless as they appeared on the surface. As the strength slowly increased, it was also trembling more clearly …
There were many rational reasons why he would not harm her, making this belief even more reliable.
But most importantly …
The most sincere reason was still …
In her eyes, he was definitely not a silver-haired devil.
He only changed his appearance slightly —
"Shi Xiaobai."
Once again, she gently and passionately called out his name.
She had never imagined that there would be a day where she could not extricate herself from falling in love with a particular youth. Even though she knew that it was a hopeless infatuation, she was still willing to abandon her rationality and choose to indulge in it.
If it were her yesterday, she would definitely laugh at herself.
But at this moment, there was only sweetness in her heart.
He had protected her, even at the cost of transforming into a devil.
The reason why she could open her eyes again and the reason why she was still alive was all because he had done his best to protect her.
It was not an exaggeration to imagine what kind of painful but touching story she had experienced while she was unconscious.
And with just a little imagination, her sweet thoughts completely drowned out her terrifying guesses.
Even though she knew that she was immersed in a sea of honey, and that her life might be drowned and devoured by the sweetness at that moment.
Even though it was simple and foolish …
She still chose to hug him tightly in an irresistible manner, calling out his name passionately.
"Shi Xiaobai."
She believed in him.
Even if he transformed into a devil,
He would absolutely not harm her!
.....
Herat slowly widened its doggy eyes as it watched the scene in front of it in disbelief.
The pair of bloody hands that held the girl's shoulders did not instantly tear the girl's body into two as it had imagined. Instead, it trembled for a long while before it finally slid down slowly, reaching the girl's slender waist before gently hugging her.
The girl hugged the devil tightly, and the devil finally returned a gentle hug that should never have existed.
It was clearly a devil that relied on its instincts, without any thoughts or emotions. Why did this happen?
Could it be that treating the girl in its embrace gently had become the silver-haired devil's instinct?
Or could it be said that the girl's deep feelings had reformed the heartless devil?
Herat could not think of an answer, so it could only conclude that it was an incredible miracle created by great love.
"Woof!"
With this thought in mind, Herat could not help but let out a bark that lacked any wildness.
If there was a mirror in front of it, it would see its expression at that moment — it was a silly grin that could not be any more silly.
In front of it, in the 'hell' that was splattered with blood and minced meat, the blonde girl and the silver-haired 'devil' were hugging each other tightly. Black beams of light constantly smashed onto the invisible barrier, like fireworks that constantly bloomed. The monsters that surrounded them spread outwards in circles, but they trembled and did not dare to approach. They did not dare to disturb the girl and the 'devil' who were immersed in their embrace.
The afterglow of the setting sun painted the sky with a beautiful rouge.
They hugged each other and did not separate for a long time, waiting for the coming night and the tomorrow that was no longer far away.
Faced with such a beautiful scene …
The single dog Herat could only grin foolishly.
Smiling foolishly.
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