When the fake Marysu wears Kurolo

"I've been thinking about how to deal with you." A man with the shell of Kurolo Lucyru stood in front of the god of Hades in hell, with sad eyes: "Then I found out in despair that since I was born, Always stand against you."

"You and I are born enemies!"

He broke into the palace of God without alarming anyone, but this did not bring him any complacent emotions, but instead bred more weakness.

Kuroro walked past him without looking sideways, stepped on the steps, and sat on the throne.

"My birth is another miracle of the Creator, but even so, it can't give you the slightest turbulence in the battle with the other side." Dejectedly, he withdrew his gaze: "I have been telling myself that I am not you. I tried hard to get rid of your influence, but I forgot that from the very beginning, everything I have comes from you."

"My heart has always been restless, and the threat of survival has been with me for thousands of years. The last presumptuous meeting may have given me a break from the complicated emotions for many years." He looked at Kuroro's indifferent face, revealing It's not just awe: "I always thought that in this world, no one can understand you better than me."

"But the more I know, the more I fear you." He lowered his head, looked at the criss-cross palm lines in his hands, and laughed at himself: "You know what? I used to hide in the corner many nights and shiver. Trembling, even crying in despair, resenting fate for being unfair to me, cursing everything in the world, and then buried my head in shame to sob."

"I thought of countless ways, but overthrew them one by one, because you will always be in the way at the end." He suddenly raised his head, fear, hatred, sorrow and many other emotions rolled in his eyes: "I The more you want to live, the more you fear death."

"I'm not reconciled. That's why I have put in all my efforts to become stronger for thousands of years." His face contorted for a moment, but he calmed down quickly: "I stole the authority of the god of the underworld, led the hell to fall, and even used frequent means to cover up The eyeliner of your subordinate Uchiha Quanna paves the way for your opponent."

"I was struggling hard, but at the same time I was afraid of your return." He calmed down completely: "I am comforting myself that you are in an unprecedented weak state, and at the same time mocking myself for playing tricks secretly, I am afraid it will even be a stumbling block for you. It doesn't even count."

"So I decided to put all my eggs in one basket."

"You want to take me away?" Kuroro, who had been silent all the time, spoke abruptly. His emotions were restrained, almost non-existent, and others could not see the slightest bit.

"Of course." The visitor admitted without hesitation: "I will do whatever it takes to survive. Although I don't know the outcome, I will always take action."

"After all," he smiled disappointedly: "Who would doubt his own memory? Especially someone with your own ego."

"You almost succeeded." Kuroro's eyes were deep: "Who would have thought that memory would also turn into a demon?"

"In this world, there are all sorts of strange monsters, and there are so many races, it's jaw-dropping." Crowlo paused, and emphasized again: "But who would have thought that the memory of the out-of-body would also turn into a demon?"

"The memory you throw out is pure and free of impurities. As long as I relax my vigilance, you will be lurking in my body. Maybe in the days to come, you will slowly eat away at me, maybe there will really be someone who will kill me The day it was replaced. Even in the later war, if you disturbed my thinking, I would be completely defeated in this game." Speaking of such a thrilling thing, Kuroro smiled slightly: "But You picked the wrong time."

"For me now, memory is just a dispensable thing." He looked directly at the angry visitor, like a god looking down on a humble mortal: "You are meaningless to me, maybe Before I abandon the obsession that I don't even know about, you will arouse my killing intent like a thief who stole my collection."

"But now, in my eyes, you are nothing more than a monster." He half-closed his eyes, with an indifferent expression: "That's all."

The visitor's face turned pale, but he didn't seem to hear the humiliating words on the seat, and said to himself: "You know what? I have a lot of resentment disturbing my thoughts until now, and I can't wait to come to see you. It's because I'm afraid."

He paused for a few seconds, with a dazed expression on his face: "I am afraid that as time goes by, I will not be able to hold the sword pointed at you in my hand. I am afraid that malicious thoughts will fill my mind, trembling and cursing day after day Everything. I'm afraid that I'll crawl towards you, kiss your boots, low in the dust, and beg you to spare my life." Tears fell into his eyes, but he didn't notice them: "Although I'm better than anyone Everyone knows what a cold god you are, and your heart will never be moved."

"I am here to declare war on you." He tried his best to maintain his calm: "I also wanted to avoid it, but the battle between you and that person will affect the entire plane. From the moment you came to this world again, in order to receive After the next confrontation, the clearing has already begun, and no one can escape. Maybe I can retain the slightest dignity by coming in person."

"If I fail, please don't give me time. Because even I am not sure how my weak heart will make me lose my temper." The visitor burst into tears: "This is... the cry of a defeated dog."

Kuroro sighed softly, looking at the strangely familiar face: "I will kill you."

"Ah," Nuliang Liban, who was wearing wooden clogs, raised his eyebrows while holding the peacefully sleeping baby, "It's really interesting."

Living high in the sky, the owner of Gao Tianyuan, Amaterasu sat upright with her eyes closed. She trembled her lower eyelashes, but did not open her eyes in the end: "Is the war about to start?"

"It's not there!" The voice from nowhere seemed distressed: "It's just what the heart wants, so I'll take part in it myself!"

"Who knew he would be so serious?" The voice was a little bitter: "It's okay for that guy, he can detect my actions even if he loses his memory. But the monster transformed from his memory will actually come to the door by himself Go, I was expecting to cause him some trouble, even if I can't do this, at least find a place to hide quietly!"

"Once that guy recovers all his memories, he might be able to find me in the vast crowd!"

Amaterasu was silent for a while, until a certain voice with a strange flaunting feeling ignored it, and abruptly changed the subject: "So, is it war?"

"Since he wants to play, of course I won't be stingy." There was some enthusiasm in the voice.

"...Where's Jiang Ziya?" Amaterasu calculated a lot in his heart and asked in a deep voice.

"Hey..." The unidentified voice dragged on: "He said that he would not join any of us and form his own faction. Well, he also has the qualifications anyway."

Amaterasu, who had almost no mood swings, looked shocked, and abruptly broke the armrest of the seat: "How is it possible?"

"How is it impossible?" The voice carried some strange emotions: "To be honest, I have never paid attention to him. Even at the beginning, I have never met him. You should know that some people like you when you first time travel , will enter the space I created and accept my gifts. But some people just don’t know anything at the beginning, and if they are a little slow, they may feel that they have passed through after a night’s sleep.”

"These people have no advantage at all, whether compared with other traversers or the natives of those planes." The voice increased by one degree: "But combining all the traversers, he is also far ahead. So he is in the There are options in this game to stay out of it."

"This is the privilege of the strong." The voice meant something, but Amaterasu didn't notice it.

"And I suspect that Jiang Ziya may have reached an agreement with that guy."

Amaterasu, who had recovered from the shock, hadn't fully felt the resignation in his heart when he was crushed by the news. He gritted his teeth, and regret was fleeting: "They reached an alliance?"

It is indeed a soul that occupies the vast majority of reason, and the choices it makes will always be influenced by the outside world.The owner of the voice who did not know where was there smiled contemptuously, but his words were still friendly: "It is unlikely."

"This game is actually not important at all!" The voice revealed the truth without hesitation: "You underestimate their vision!"

"Maybe for you, this is a life-and-death battle." The voice confided slowly: "But for them, this is just a temptation."

"Their goal is in the distant future where you can't participate." The owner of the voice seemed to be very sure, and said firmly: "Jiang Ziya didn't play any word games. Since he said he would not participate, he would not intervene in it. This point I can still hear it."

"I think their alliance content should be aimed at me. In the end, they can break everything and come to me with their own strength. Now it seems that there are only two of them." The owner of the voice, no, should be called He is the main god. He spun a circle in the empty space of the main god, with an intoxicated expression, lying beside Kuroro's body before entering the world of the god of death: "How similar to the monster transformed from memory! But they don't care Is it strength or the heart is too strong..."

He leaned over, kissed the corner of Kuroro's mouth lightly, and when he got up again, his eyes shone sharply: "I am so looking forward to the arrival of that day..."