Hunter’s Blade - Chapter 228

[Demon Hunter’s Blade Chapter 228]

If it insists on protecting the mortal, the Dark Lord will hunt down the Charr and Gladiu, and will spare no effort to destroy them all.

“You can’t lock me down,” Gladiu said.

“Isn’t it enough to peel off the surrounding area? With the west coast as the core and a radius of 400 kilometers, it is enough to devour all of it.”

“This is intimidation, you definitely won’t do that, you are afraid of the local high-level gods, and there are local top-level gods who can compete with you and me, not those beautiful door temple belief polymers in your stomach. If they make a move , you will not end well,” Gladiu said.

Three or four faces of grief and panic emerged from the belly of the King of Darkness. Their faces tried to break through the mist that enveloped the King of Darkness, but they were unable to do anything and fell into it, making it difficult to escape.

Damn, it would be great if you fed me… I’m short of soul.

“The question is, do you dare to try?” the Dark Lord said calmly.

Crazy, crazy!

Gladius felt restless.

The Dark Lord can really do that.

Since Gladius has the Orb of Avoidance, it will simply overturn a corner of the world!

Involve the entire area into the darkness and nothingness, so that it doesn’t matter whether the lock is not locked on Gladius.

“Don’t be a scammer,” Gladiu said. “Do you think I can’t count you without a demon brain? You’re sitting there motionless, which means you can’t kill me in seconds.”

A hole opened in the hollow body of the King of Darkness, Gladiu glanced at it, and disappeared from this world.

It appeared in a boundless darkness, drifting with the boundless whirlpool, and it knew that it had also caught the road and was caught by the king of darkness.

Hey, I’m still thrown into the chaotic edge of the sea of consciousness, this place is called the void consciousness, the most annoying place.

Gladius thought.

Although caught in such a desperate situation, Gladius is not yet depressed, it creates the invisible blade to hold itself in place, lest its own mind fall apart, and then roam the nothingness like sailing in the ocean.

It knows there are others here.

“Charle! Charle!” Gladius called.

There is a gray-white trace in the depths of the emptiness, from which there is a vague movement: “I—”

Ciel felt trapped. He couldn’t move, and even his mind was a little stiff. He heard Gladiu’s cry and knew it was coming for him, so he tried his best to respond.

Gladius slid to Ciel: “How did you make yourself like this.”

“What about you?” Ciel actually didn’t know what he had become, he only felt that the place where he was now was particularly profound.

So sad… I want to return to a state where I can move freely, but this place, like this, seems like 10,000 years have passed.

Charles thought.

“Me? I’ll come in to help you,” Gladiu said. “Otherwise, how could I have run into this void of consciousness.”

“I think you were also ambushed by the Dark Lord,” Ciel said.

“You’ve got to save your brain for something more useful and try to pull yourself out.”

“Pull it out?”

“The reason you were thrown here is because your main mind has been fragmented, and the rest of it has naturally settled here, so if you want to go back, you have to reunite your mind.”

Ciel tried, but he could only do simple thinking and couldn’t gather his mind like Gladiu said.

His mind was split into several different parts.

Gladiu turned his head and saw that there were other lights in the void of consciousness, besides the gray-white charr beside it, there were silver-white charr and milky white ones.

“Go find them,” Gladius urged. “Convince them to come back.”

So Charles tried to get closer to them.

He approached the milky white consciousness first, and there was a childish voice: “Who is there?”

Ciel recognized that it was his voice when he was young, and it sounded quite young as before the voice-changing period, reminding Ciel of things in the village.

“Come back,” Charles said.

“Why?” Young Ciel responded in confusion.

“This is your low-level desire, you have to seduce it.” Gladiu pointed from the side.

“When you come back, you can…” Charles felt struggling, “…kiss, eat delicious food, and sleep well.”

“But you refused to let me kill,” said the young Charles. “You refused to let me release my hatred.”

“Who do you hate?”

“Those who look down on me, those who despise me, those arrogant nobles. You didn’t kill them, you reasoned with them. Why? You should lead them, you’re better than Leopold Ten times as many warriors, if you don’t have aristocratic blood, you create your own dynasty.”

“I can’t,” said Charles. “I’m a reasonable person, and all that stuff you’re talking about is crazy.”

“Then I have nothing to say with you. I’d rather be alone here.” The young Ciel remained silent.

“That’s how I usually feel about you,” Gladiu said. “Bullshit.”

“It’s part of my humanity.” Ciel turned to the silver-white traces of consciousness.

He tried to float past it, getting close to it, and it immediately began to flee.

“Don’t go!” Ciel shouted.

“You are a filthy and depraved person.” The voice was very old, and Ciel could tell that it was his old self, “Go away, unclean thing.”

“I consider myself pure,” said Charles.

“You are in the same league with the devil, and you have betrayed all your masters and predecessors.” The old Ciel accused, “Do you still have a conscience? How despicable it is that you live with the devil day and night, and even become friends with it. When I think that I once coexisted with you, I felt ashamed.”

“There’s no need for that,” Ciel said. “If it wasn’t for Gladius, all three of us would be dead.”

“You judge the situation, selfishness, indulgence and depravity, and that,” the old Ciel pointed to the young Ciel, “that idiot who dominates the lower body, who only knows how to eat and sleep, waste the feelings of women and delay their youth.”

“Aren’t they madly in love with me?” said the young Charles. “Isn’t that the best thing a man should do?”

“It’s too much fun,” Gladiu said.

How to bridge the rift between the three of us, reunite our hearts, and escape from this nothingness?

Ciel felt that he really had to come up with a plan… I was innocent and greedy when I was young, and I was morally obsessed when I was old.

Speaking of, me?

What kind of me am I?

“You are the real you, the ordinary you, the regular you. You will not succumb to desire and become a beast, nor will you be bound by order and become a slave of morality. You are the purest ‘human nature’. ‘ said Gladiu.

“I am a ‘human nature’, so where did my ‘divine nature’ go?” Charles was puzzled.

“The divinity of the Temple of Beauty has been attached to the weapon by you, the divinity of the world is here, the divinity has saved you, and is entangled with your humanity. It is because of this divinity of the world that you were crushed by the king of darkness. Consciousness still survived, but in a few pieces, instead of dying and collapsing on the spot.”

“They’re fighting, like the sane you and the crazy you are at odds,” Shire said.

“Everyone has to learn to live with themselves eventually,” Gladiu said.

Charles thought deeply.

The three of me together are the complete charr, I can’t leave them alone, I need them.

What is their biggest feature?

Split.

They are just pieces of me, that is, they all have flaws and holes.

If only their respective vulnerabilities could be exploited, it might be possible to bring them back.

It’s me anyway, I know, and my personality is to be easily persuaded…I’m not particularly paranoid, I’m open to all kinds of new ideas.

I have to figure out their weak points and take them down.

“You,” Ciel turned to his young self, the milky white consciousness mark, “you must come back.”

“Come back?” Young Charles resented, “You refuse to meet my needs.”

“I will satisfy you, and I will satisfy what you want most, which is rest.” Charles said, “When you come back, you will be lazy and motionless, I will handle everything, and I will take care of everything you need. Here, I’m going to work hard, do my shopping, find a bed and a fire, and of course find a woman to make sure you’re always satisfied and never have to act on your own, is that comfortable?”

“Comfortable.”

The young Ciel was a little persuaded, and it began to approach Ciel.

“And then you,” Charles turned to his older self, “you must come back too.”

“Why?”

“Because I want to accomplish the greatest thing, which is to save the world. This is my noblest mission. You must come back and cooperate with me, otherwise you will be unable to live with tens of millions of people in the whole world.”

The old Ciel hesitated.

“If you don’t come and let us sink here, how many people will die? Think about it! Can you afford this kind of responsibility?” Ciel emphasized.

The fact that I will morally kidnap myself one day is too bizarre.

Ciel’s words dispelled the hesitation of the old Ciel.

The milky white consciousness, the silvery white consciousness, and the grayish white consciousness are intertwined and gradually merged together. From the beginning, they are the same person, and the fusion is seamless.

After the mind is reunited, the complete and powerful consciousness is reassembled, and it naturally escapes from the emptiness and drifts toward the shallow subconscious.

As Ciel left, he looked back to see Gladiu sinking into nothingness.

“Gladius?” Ciel found that his world became clearer and brighter, and it became more and more difficult for him to see Gladius. “Hey! You go too! Leave with me!”

“…I can’t get out,” Gladiu said. “You have to go alone in the future… Get out! Don’t look back!”

Chapter 292 Escape

Ciel floated away, but he wanted Gladius to go with him, so he struggled to resist the process.

“What you can’t do, once your consciousness is complete, you will be expelled from nothingness,” Gladiu said.

“What about you? You are also fully conscious…”

“It used to be, not now,” Gladiu said. “I have too little soul to eat… the devil is self-destructing. Like being thrown into a pool of corrosion, the skin and flesh are gradually burning away. , followed by the organs, then the bones. The bones also decomposed, which is the marrow inside. I have burned too much, and I have almost burned out my original consciousness. Now I am so weak that I can’t leave the void consciousness. ocean.”

Charles stared blankly at Gladius.

It has never been so weak, and even Gladiu, who was severely injured in Dusk Forest, is stronger than now.

The blade demon that traverses hell can now be crushed with a single finger.

“I’ll give you the divine,” said Charles.

“What?”

“Divinity,” Ciel said, “you said that I brought in the divine ‘human world’, then I will give it to you to eat, and you will have the strength to climb out of the void spirit after eating.”

“You’re crazy.”

“how?”

“That’s you, your divinity, are you crazy? What a precious thing is divinity, don’t you keep it for yourself? You fool!” Gladiu was furious.

“Eat it,” said Charles. “I order you.”

“No one can order Gladius!”

“Then ‘please’, please.” Ciel grabbed the edge of the void, desperately trying to keep himself here.

“But in the current situation, I can’t even float by your side,” Gladiu said.

“Then let me pass, I will pass.” Ciel sank to the bottom with difficulty, he didn’t know how to act in a state of pure spirit, he could only grope and try.

Gladiu also drifted upward, the blade it rested on gradually sliding towards the Ciel.

It took a lot of effort for them to meet.

The blade pierced the charr, wrestling the divinity from the charr’s spirit.

Gladius can eat a wide variety of souls and spirits, and divinity is the most delicious type among them.

[End of This Chapter]