Demon King Priest Chapter 88: The Red Legend

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"Huh?" The lively and lovely Shajis discovered these extraordinary mists for the first time, and flew over curiously.

They turned around in the mist, reaching out their hands to touch them from time to time. The mist seemed to have a dyeing effect. After a while, all Shaji's bodies began to turn red, a little scary.

If ordinary people see Shaji now, they might be treated as terrible evil spirits stained with blood, and they will faint in fright.

But of course Ulysses would not look at it this way. He found that these red mists not only did not harm the Shajis, but made them appear more lively, as if they had taken in some kind of nutrition that could make them grow. .

Ulysses himself also reached out his hand to try the red mist, and found that the mist contained a certain special element, but this element obviously did not harm his body, but made him Slightly excited.

As for that special element, Ulysses is actually no stranger—it is the smell of blood.

In my mind, what Noah said happened here unconsciously came to mind.

In this place, on the roof of this building with ancient history, since more than two thousand years ago, every once in a while, a young girl with a noble background and excellent talent will come here alone.

They didn't come to see the stars or wait for others, but a lonely person picked up a knife and cut open the arteries of their wrists, watching all the blood flow out of their bodies, until death separated them from the world.

They come from different countries, different regions, and perhaps even have different beliefs and races, but without exception, they chose to end their young and promising lives here.

What kind of mood did they use to come to this lonely roof alone in the middle of the night, and end their lives with their own hands.

Ulysses just thought about the feeling of blood flowing out of his body, weakness and darkness sweeping through his body, until he entered the eternal cold world, it would feel unnatural.

He has also experienced the hollow, feeling that the world is slowly moving away from him. Without the power of Aya and the Book of the Devil, perhaps he would be truly dead at that time. Because of this, he understood the horror of death more deeply than ordinary people.

That is definitely not a comfortable thing, not to mention using one's own hands to end one's own life, that would require much courage and consciousness. If it weren't for the huge intolerable suffering, most people would never choose to commit suicide. But Noah clearly said that the girl who died here has no reason to commit suicide.

They have a good background, good grades, and innocent and beautiful. They have an infinitely bright future. There is no reason for suicide. However, their lonely choices ended their young lives here, and the whole roof was stained with blood.

"Huhu" came from the other side of the dusk, a cold wind was blowing, and under the sun that had gradually become faint, the roof that had fallen into disrepair was as weird and sad as another world.

The blood color of the setting sun and the blood color of the mist merge together, making this a weird world. Coupled with Shaji's laughter from time to time, it makes people shudder even more.

"Hey, if you really want to see me so much, just come out. You are not alone." Ulysses raised his courage and said loudly to the **** fog that was getting thicker and thicker around him.

He doesn't understand why he wants to see the master of that gaze so much, it's not just because of fear.

Want to see, wanted to see, wanted to see very much, this impulse could not be suppressed, so that he did not leave here as agreed with Noah, but took the initiative to stay.

"Yeah"

"Yeah"

"Hahahaha"

The Shajis responded to Ulysses' call with various voices, as if actively greeting the unknown beings hidden in this abnormal blood-colored world.

The crimson mist fluttered gently, and it didn't seem to have changed anything from just now, except that the cool wind seemed to have become a little bit more.

Ulysses dripped a few big drops of sweat on his forehead, although what he did looked like a fool who wanted to die in a horror story; but he wanted to know what he was watching anyway he.

The incomprehensible fear and the incomprehensible longing made him stand motionless in the middle of the crimson mist.

Then, I don't know where the singing came from, distant and cold singing.

The lyrics are not clear, and the rhythm is very random, but at the moment the song rang, the red mist suddenly became thicker, almost completely blocking the last brilliance of the sunset.

"Yeah"

"Hahaha"

"Oh"

The Shajis who heard the singing began to dance happily. For them, who are unfettered by nature, love freedom and joy, this weird world is not scary at all, but it makes them feel more interesting.

The women beside Ulysses have nothing to fear, even death.

With Ulysses as the center, Shaji danced a strange dance together and hummed the nursery rhyme song at the same time.

Since there is no structure that can tell the real sound, Shajis can only utter simple syllables, but they do not prevent them from enjoying the joy of this music.

This kind of music, like it was created for their innocent and lovely lives, is full of innocence and joy. It's just that, in this crimson, **** mist, in the twilight time that seems to be stagnating at this time, the red shadows of the Sha Ji who suddenly danced are really not good for people's hearts.

"Still not coming out." Ulysses looked disappointed at the crimson mist around him. It was obvious that the "it" had already reacted to his words, but he didn't seem to be willing to appear in front of him. .

But now that these red mists appear, it means that things have turned around. Maybe he can know the truth as long as he waits a little longer.

Ulysses, who forced himself to sink his heart, listened to the lovely voices of Shaji and watched them dance cheerfully, waiting quietly.

One, two, three, four... Ulysses, who began to calculate the Shaji’s dance steps in the midst of boredom, suddenly trembled, and then quickly recovered his calm expression, but the shaking of his hands betrayed his heart. Fluctuations.

The number of Shaji's team is wrong. He knows that the number of Shaji he summoned this time should be twelve in total.

But now, the number of Shaji dancing in this mist is thirteen.

When he didn’t know, there was one more Shaji dancing around him in the fog