People are looking for the legendary me

At the same time, the dawn on the other side also stopped.

"over there!"

Dawn turned around quickly and flew straight in the direction where the ghost pupil was just now.

The fact that someone is blocking the way means that there is an unspeakable secret there. You don't have to guess to know that Luo Yuan and the people who besieged her are also there!

And now, he must rush over as soon as possible and let his shadow clone appear in front of Luo Yuan. Unless it is absolutely necessary, he must not do so.

"Silly girl, wait for me!"

……

Outside the abandoned building.

"There's still one minute left. After I go in, go tell Wymanno Berson that he can go in."

Heimen instructed his men, then glanced at the stopwatch in his hand. He clearly felt that he was so close to the moment of revenge, so close that he could hardly suppress the desire in his heart.

"Canbai, it's almost time for you to regret having tried to kill me. How should I torture you? Otherwise, let's both get a taste of your charming and enchanting body? Hahahaha."

Heimen was counting down the time with great excitement, waiting for the moment to enter the building. However, he didn't know that someone had already taken the lead.

Time goes back four minutes.

Inside the dark and lightless abandoned building, a pair of greedy and ferocious purple eyes were patrolling the surroundings unscrupulously. Under these terrifying eyes was a mysterious garment that blended with the surrounding darkness, but had purple power patterns slowly rhythmically moving.

At this moment, Wymanno Bourson, who was standing in the building, seemed to be able to smell Canbai's breath even when he breathed, even though he did not sense Canbai's existence.

Wait? Only five minutes? What a joke. I am the Dark King. Why should I wait when I am doing something?

None of this matters anymore. Now, it's time to find the cat that has nowhere to escape.

In the darkness, Wymanno Bourson's mouth curled up into an evil smile. After patrolling this floor to no avail, he slowly walked towards the stairs to the next level.

Casual, confident, and looking down on the world, this is the pace that the Dark King should have!

He spread the aura of the 'Dark King', and he was just casually brewing the power of purple energy all over his body, without changing it into the red aura of the red pupils that he could imitate.

He was like a king touring his territory, casually and unconcealedly; he was like a monarch looking for his possessions, confidently and as a matter of course.

"My woman, the king is here."

……

Ten miles away, at this time, Dawn had just returned to the celebrating street and was speeding to the other side, while the shadow clone was exploring ahead, rapidly approaching the building in the abandoned area.

……

On the festive street, the tall and graceful Bai Lianna was filled with a snow-white cold aura, with ice crystals flying all around her.

"I don't know if it's true or not, and where it's going?"

At this moment, one of her men knelt on one knee in front of her.

"Yes, Lord Qian said it himself."

Bailiana looked around at the endless night scene. She didn't know the whereabouts of the Dark King. She came here with the thought that she might die at any time. How could she help her goddess?

At this moment, what kind of situation is the goddess in? Is she in danger? Is it possible that she will leave forever?

How can I get to the goddess she loves?

Every time, you are the one walking in front, but I can't even reach your side, goddess...

She raised her head, letting her long snow-white hair hang down on both sides, and then looked into the distance at the dark sky. When her beautiful blue eyes reflected the darkness, the sadness hidden deep in her pupils had nowhere to hide.

I... just want you to be here forever.

……

Without the moonlight, the abandoned building was pitch black, without even a trace of light. And in this dark high-rise building, in an inconspicuous corner, a timid figure was curled up and trembling.

At some point, she once again covered her beautiful but light-proof eyes with a black cloth, as if she was afraid of accidentally seeing something terrible.

Originally, she was a fearless girl.

The night was like an endless abyss that swallowed the girl, but it also embraced her fear and timidity.

It seems that only when the girl is in a silent and isolated corner can she be strong enough to prevent her heart from trembling along with her body.

"It's him, it's him, he's coming..."

No matter where she was, no matter how far away she was, the girl could feel the figure that implanted fear deep in her soul.

The lingering shadow in my eyes has become an invincible instinct.

The girl's body trembled again. She felt the person approaching her. How much she wanted to leave here, leave this cold corner, and chase the sun that would not bring about the night.

But she couldn't do it now, because she was surrounded, and she didn't know where to escape or how to escape.

The only thing she could do now was to stop herself from thinking about the terrible past, to let everything fall silent, to hide in the pitch-black darkness, and to pray in the most humble manner.

huh... huh...

However, in the dark world and the darkness ahead, footsteps were slowly coming, like the footsteps of a devil, ferocious, ugly, and thrilling, walking up the stairs towards this floor.

The girl buried her face in her hands, grabbed her clothes more and more tightly, and prayed, and prayed again.

But what is coming will eventually come.

A pair of ferocious purple pupils appeared in the deep darkness ahead. He had noticed the girl's location and was slowly walking towards her.

Oh, it's you, Canbai!

Oh, it’s really you, my beautiful Canbai!

Looking at the beautiful figure in the corner, the girl who was once fearless but now crawling timidly, Wymanno Bernson felt for the first time that life was full of incredible possibilities.

He looked at the trembling girl who didn't even have the courage to look up, and recalled the horror of the city being dominated by her in the past.

At that time, who could have imagined that the beautiful and slender Grim Reaper who roamed the city with just a knife and made countless people flee at the sight of her would also have this day?

Once upon a time, there were people who refused to surrender and vowed to start a war again. They gathered countless vicious villains to resist and fight. At that time, he, Huaimanno Bernson, was one of them.

That day, the sky without a bright moon was terrifyingly deep. The wind was rustling, the sand was dancing, and the lights were shaking.

It was a war between them and a single person, and the person they were facing was just a girl.

They are full of vigor and move forward courageously. They vow to flatten this city. They are determined to find the supreme power. They roam the world to carve their names on the stone tablet of history. Their faith tells them that they will leave their names forever!

But, funny thing is, when the dawn came, all of them piled together and turned into a mountain of corpses at the feet of the girl.

A girl with her eyes covered with a black cloth, holding only a long knife, trampled on everyone's ambitions and became the nightmare of countless dead men.

At that time, he knew that Manno Bernson had survived with the help of the [Ring of Sand], and had also witnessed the scene that countless people could not see.

When the girl standing on the hill of corpses raised her lightless eyes covered with black cloth and looked up at the gray sky that was gradually welcoming the dawn, all the living people who were watching the war retreated into empty corners.

Because those people believed that by doing this, Canbai was telling them that they could either live and hide in the darkness, or die under her knife and never see the dawn.

But his experience with Manno Bernson was different. What he saw was a beautiful and sad face. He knew that she was longing for something but was unable to pursue it.

He couldn't describe how beautiful this scene was to him. He just knew that he would never forget the stirring of desire!

Now, what was once impossible is right before his eyes, and it is up to him to decide whether to do it or not!

145. True Existence and False Dependence

The beast called desire growled ferociously in the darkness. Wymanno Bernson looked at Canbai in silence and slowly walked towards her.

He wanted to laugh wildly, to laugh at all the souls who had died at Canbai's hands throughout history, and to laugh at all the weaklings who were still struggling to survive under Canbai's shadow. However, he could not laugh, because the Dark King had never laughed.

He wanted to open his arms and show off as much as he could. He wanted to show off all the useless people in the world who were in front of Canbai. He wanted to be the only one who bullied the arrogant people. However, he could not show off because the Dark King had never done so.

Therefore, he had to take direct action to make Canbai truly lose the ability to resist and make sure that this girl could never escape from his grasp. Then, he could do whatever he wanted.

"Leave here..." Suddenly, an inaudible voice came from the corner. It seemed to be begging, like a weak person who wanted mercy.

"Hmm?" A contented smile appeared on Wymanno Bernson's lips. He ignored everyone's thoughts and just spoke in confusion, then continued walking towards Canbai.

"Please leave here, please..." The girl's weak voice sounded again. This time, the voice was louder, and people could hear the trembling and fear in it.

This sound was so sweet to Wymanno Berson's ears that it gave him a soul-stirring pleasure and ignited the desire that had been accumulating in his heart for a long time.

I made Canbai afraid! I made that god of death, Canbai, surrender and beg!

At this moment, what could be more attractive than ravaging this girl? What could be more pleasing than making a girl who was once known as the god of death kneel down and obey?

Beg louder, tremble more fearfully. Although it cannot change the fact that I will drag you into the abyss, at least your struggle can make me more happy!

"Please don't come over... don't come over... I will die." Canbai's voice became more panicked and resistant.

Ahahaha, I'll struggle even harder... huh? Will I die?

Suddenly, Wymanno Berson paused and his body stiffened for a moment.

When he heard the word death from Canbai's mouth, he instinctively felt fear, and when he came to his senses, he realized that he was now afraid of a timid and weak lamb. At this moment, he thought he was fearless, but his heart gradually went crazy and out of control, and his humanity was pushed to the brink of rampage.

He hid his fear of Canbai so deeply, but in the end he was frightened out by her words "you will die". It was obviously him who was standing now, and it was her who was curled up and trembling!

A trace of madness filled Wymanno Bernson's eyes. He couldn't accept the fact that he was frightened again, because now he was the Dark King, and he should be the one to cause fear!

Right now, immediately, he would use her helpless screams to cover up his humiliation. He would thoroughly ravage this girl who had once made him feel uncontrollable desire and fear!

"Don't...don't..."

Feeling someone approaching, Canbai curled up and dared not even raise her head. Her body kept shaking. She begged bitterly, but got no response and could not stop the person from approaching.

Wymanno Bosen walked in front of Canbai, smiling grimly, purple energy surging from his body, and then he stretched out a powerful hand towards Canbai.

At this moment, it seemed that no one could save this girl.

Suddenly, in the darkness, something sharp appeared, like a meteor across the sky, cutting through the vast night and dividing the world.

The hand that Wymanno Bernson was reaching out to Canbai suddenly stopped, frozen in the air and unable to cross the line any further. Finally, he fell to the ground incompletely with blood gushing out of his whole body.

Wymanno Bernson stared at the curled and trembling body in the corner in front of him with eyes wide open and gradually lifeless, with a look of disbelief, because what appeared before his eyes... was a knife mark.

He wanted to roar, to question, to continue what he had just unfinished, but even though the girl was close at hand, even if he could recover to his previous intact state, he seemed unable to ravage this seemingly weak girl, just because she... was still pale.

The last trace of breath disappeared, and Wymanno Berson's head lost its strength and fell to the ground. At this moment, a ring briefly appeared on the middle finger of his right hand again, but this time, the ring appeared and disappeared with a crack.

Immediately afterwards, Wymanno Berson's body, including his splattered blood, once again silently turned into ashes.

In front of the body of Wymanno Berson, which had not yet completely disappeared, the trembling Canbai became more and more afraid.

She couldn't understand why.

She had clearly said she was going to die, so why did she keep coming closer?

So many people knew that she was afraid of that person, so why would someone come close to her wearing clothes that imitated that person's breath and imitating that person's aura to scare her?

Was it to expose her presence? Was it to let her be discovered by that person? Or was this person sent by that person to scare her?

The girl didn't know, she only knew that the man was approaching her, and she didn't know anything else. She just wanted to hide and hide obediently when the man appeared. Maybe the man would look down on her and not bother to find her.

She could only pray like this and hope that no one else would come looking for her.

"Ahahahaha, Canbai!"

However, reality always makes people despair. Right below the building, a discordant laugh pierced the entire building and reached the ears of the girl who was trembling, powerless and not wanting to fight anymore.

On the first floor of the abandoned building, a pair of tea-green eyes were scanning the surroundings wantonly and ferociously. Just now, after Heimen shouted that name with a loud laugh, his whole body instinctively felt fear for the possibility of Canbai, and trembled for a moment, but that was only for a moment.

Now, he has enough support to face Canbai head-on without any panic!

The building was surrounded by people who exuded the aura of the Dark King, and there was also a 'Dark King' named Wymanno Bosen wearing the "King's Clothes". Under these threats, why couldn't he face Canbai directly! ?

despair!despair!despair!

The footsteps echoed loudly in the dark and empty floor, and suddenly there was a "bang".

Heimen kicked away some obstructing debris under his feet and revealed a look of disdain in the darkness. He deliberately made noises to scare Canbai who was hiding in the building, and then walked upstairs step by step without any concealment.

Heimen was not in a hurry to find Canbai. He just wanted to slowly use the fact that the Dark King was outside to intimidate and destroy Canbai's psychological defenses. Only after Canbai's mental collapse would he have the ability and opportunity to personally take revenge on the God of Death Canbai.

"Canbai!"

Suddenly, another loud shout echoed in the tall building, and this time, Heimen no longer felt the fear as before. His desire for revenge had overshadowed his fear of Canbai.

Then, what was supposed to arrive finally arrived.

Soon, he was standing on a higher floor of the building, saw the delicate figure curled up in the corner, and walked towards that corner.

In this space where you can hear a pin drop, the echo of footsteps broke all the silence, and the originally faintly audible heartbeat has now become an imperceptible throbbing of the soul.