The king is I, Diablo!

"Remember, your old man will always be your old man."

After Dilo finished speaking, both of them fell silent.

Paradise Dio is not dead, he is a vampire, like in the first part, he can live even with only one head left, but...

The reaction of overwriting reality has already begun. Even if he seized Dilo's body now, it would be useless, and Dilo's body is almost broken now, and it is useless to seize it.

So each of them stared at each other silently, and the debris of the ship around them also gradually became silent.

But in this silence, Dilo suddenly moved.

"Hey, idiot, don't move, it will be less painful if you die like this."

"Your old man, I am not afraid of this little pain."

Dilo struggled to get up from the ground, sat on the deck, and suddenly grabbed Dior's head and rubbed it in his arms.

"Really, the hair on the head feels a bit prickly when it grows up..."

"My head is not for you to touch, you idiot."

"When a person is about to die, his words are good. If he is about to die, can you tell me something I like to hear?"

"No."

The fire behind him was burning, and the debris of the ship sank. One person sat on the sinking ship, and the two looked at the sky together.

"Dio, are you afraid? Afraid of death."

"...No."

"It's human instinct to be afraid of death, there's no need to lie."

"Shut up, idiot, don't make it seem like you know me well!"

What a disobedient brat...

Dilo shook his head with a smile, then played with it, braided Dio's hair into a bow, and nodded with satisfaction after finishing, completely ignoring Dio's resentful eyes.

After weaving the bow, Dilo felt the gradual loss of consciousness, and the smile on his face restrained.

"Dior, actually...I don't blame you."

"..."

"I'm telling the truth, I didn't lie to you... You know, I rarely lie, especially to children-although you don't seem to be young now."

"Especially about teaching you, I don't regret it at all."

"Because it's not just your growth, I'm also growing while I'm teaching you."

"I met more people, gradually learned to feel other people's emotions, learned how to get along with children, and by the way, I also learned how to build a power from scratch-haha, to tell you the truth, I I just wanted to have fun at the beginning, but I didn’t expect to succeed in the end.”

"You always feel that I have been giving you more and more without asking for anything in return, but in fact you have helped me a lot. After all, sometimes I don't know how to deal with those rats, but your cruelty gives me a lot of money. They left a deep impression and made my management a lot easier in disguise."

"So, thank you."

The darkness remained, and the sea breeze swayed slightly.

"Want to drink?"

Dio asked suddenly, and Dio also felt a sudden coldness on his hands, but when Tiandi Dio turned his head around, the tears on his face had disappeared, but his eyes were a little red.

"Well, actually..."

Speaking of this, Dilo's face suddenly became stiff.

"what happened?"

Paradise Dior didn't know what happened to Dilo suddenly, he had clinked glasses with himself before, why did he suddenly look so strange now?

"I've never had a drink..."

"Then before you..."

"It's grape juice, I asked someone to get it for me in order to cater to the atmosphere..."

Paradise Dior's face twisted, and then loud laughter pierced the sky.

He had never smiled so heartily.

"Hahaha, Diablo. You are so stupid!"

"Shut up, you brat!"

Dilo slapped Dio on the head angrily, and then his face suddenly became very calm.

"Don't be afraid now."

"..."

Dio's face also returned to calm, and he wanted to raise his head to see Di Luo's face, but was suddenly hugged by Di Luo in his arms and patted his head gently.

"I know you're in pain, upset, and scared, but..."

"Don't be afraid, because..."

"Have..."

Dilo's eyes closed, as if sleeping peacefully, without even finishing a sentence.

The dark night, the gentle wind, and the low-pitched weeping gradually sounded, and finally turned into a title.

A title that was two years late.

"Father..."

......

A rare light came on in that dark room.

Nephalan stood in front of the mirror, feeling that Dilo's existence was gradually dissipating, sighed, and then his own figure gradually dissipated.

The gunshots outside also gradually subsided, and the monsters gradually dispersed after sensing Dior's death.

Elliot lit a cigarette, looked palely at the seaside where the huge shock came, and sighed as if he felt something.

Is this the end?

"You guys are back..."

In the distance gradually appeared the figures of Zhu Zhinan and the two young masters, and there were two young men who looked strong after leaving once, but Elliot didn't want to worry about those problems anymore, he just went back to the library, Pulled out a case of red wine, and then began to drink, like dripping blood.

Their sun has set and will never rise, so it's time for a drink.

Dio also took out a bottle of red wine from the box, but was stopped by Jonathan when he was about to drink it - the two of them were forcibly fused together due to the influence of Dio from Heaven, and naturally separated after Dio from Heaven died.

"...he doesn't want you to drink, so...grape juice."

"Shut up, Jonathan!"

Dio slapped Jonathan's hand off as if offended, and after hesitating for a while, he threw away the wine bottle, walked into the library expressionlessly, returned to his room, and then knelt on the ground .

"You idiot..."

A low sob echoed through the dark room until a pair of hands wrapped around him from behind.

The expressionless Van Helsing just hugged Dior gently without saying a word.

When you rise, you are my sun, but when you go down, it's my turn to take care of you.

......

"Jonathan, aren't you... sad?"

The little gangster standing outside looked at the blue-haired boy with a calm face, watching him orderly direct the aftermath work, his eyes showed puzzlement.

Obviously Master Jonathan is a more sentimental person than Master Dior, why now...

"It's very sad."

Jonathan showed a warm smile, and then continued to direct the aftermath work on the scene.

But sometimes sadness doesn't need to be shown, especially at this time...

That Dior guy has run away. If he also runs away, who will take care of the aftermath?With so many wounded and so much at stake, this is no time to be sad.

only...

Jonathan, whose mouth was full of blood, still bit his lip hard, and took a deep look at the silent direction of the ship.

Even if you make me strong, Mr. Diablo, but...

still very sad...

Tears fell, and then dissipated in the darkness, even the sobs were blown away by the wind.

But when it was approaching dawn, there were still wailing sounds from the closed room, like the roar of a cub that had lost everything.

Interlude: ten years

The London Library sounds like an ordinary library, but in fact...

"It's just an ordinary library."

Putting the pistol into the vampire's mouth, Elliott pulled the trigger.

boom!

The mixture of brain and flesh flew out, and the vampire gradually stopped moving after thumping on the ground twice.

Haven't these guys been killed yet...

Eliot shook his head, lit a match, and walked out of the abandoned church while lighting a cigarette—I really don't know how a vampire would come here to hide, is this the so-called darkness under the lights?

"Done?"

"Ah."

After clapping hands with Dickens, Eliot suddenly stopped.

"It's been ten years, why haven't we killed these things?"

"Kaz said it's because some stone ghost masks have spread, maybe this batch is not the batch that night."

"is it?"

Elliott shook his head, he didn't want to worry about this issue any more, it's meaningless to worry about it anyway, and that person won't be resurrected...

that person...

Elliot sighed with a complicated expression, and raised his head to look at the sun in the sky.

Are you watching us from the sky?

"By the way, it is said that Jonathan will come to spend Christmas with us today. Do we want to bring some gifts when we go back?"

"Gift?"

Elliott thought about it.

"Buy some candy, after all, those two guys are much richer than us."

"Too."

......

The library was closed at Christmas, but when Eliot and Dickens returned, they found the door open.

Jonathan should have arrived.

"Hey, why are you two here so late?"

Thackeray saw the two slowly walking outside at a glance, and cast a dissatisfied look at the two while decorating the Christmas tree-what, I left myself here to work hard, but I secretly ran out to buy Candy?

"I smelled 'rat' on the road, so I tracked it down."

"Is it done?"

"Done."

"That's fine."

Thackeray nodded, and then continued to decorate the Christmas tree with a tangled expression—to be honest, he would rather fight vampires than decorate it here.

Eliot and Dickens smiled, and went into the library, ignoring the moans of Thackeray from the London Library.

The librarian's decor and Dillo's departure haven't changed much, at least on the surface.

Because everyone doesn't want this place to become strange, which will make them forget the person who is like the sun.

Walking through the library and coming to the underground, the space at the entrance is more than ten times that of before Dilo left. There are load-bearing structures everywhere, and there are some new rings and fitness equipment. It's a lively place, but because of the holidays, everyone is busy recently, so not many people come here to play.

Except for the figure in a maid outfit.

The two looked at the three-no girl who was practicing knife throwing skills, and their hearts were trembling—this older sister was responsible for their combat skills instructor all these years. At first, they thought that the boss had left and replaced it with a beautiful girl. Should be gentler, but...

Until now, recalling that period of exercise known as the 'official version of the witcher training program', they still couldn't help but sweat.

Fortunately, that period of time has passed, and two years ago, Van Helsing also temporarily resigned from that job because of her pregnancy, and has never returned, and because of the absence of Van Helsing's participation, the cruelty of the training program has also been reduced. It has gone up several grades, at least within the acceptable range of normal people.

And after crossing the practice field, there was the conference room that had been collapsed by Dilo and Katz. Thanks to that collapse, the expansion of the conference room went smoothly, not only the area increased several times , The extra things were also sent out as garbage, and new decorations were added. It looked much better than before, and even the number of seats was more than doubled.

only...

In the very center of the conference room, between Dior and Jonathan, there is always a seat vacant, as if waiting for someone to come back.

"You are here?"

Dio glanced at the two people who came in, and casually pointed to two vacant seats for them to sit down, but when Eliot and Dickens sat down, he realized that Dio also had a gloomy face today.

"I think it's another quarrel with Miss Van Helsing."

"No, I think he was rejected by his daughter again."

After exchanging their thoughts with their eyes, Elliott and Dickens sighed—that kid Dio is indeed working hard to be a good husband, but...

His personality is really out of place (actually, Van Helsing can't raise children at all, but it's still better than Dior).

Although Dior and Van Helsing did get along quite well in some areas, they were unexpectedly at odds in some areas-such as the issue of their daughter's education.

As for the daughter...

Forget it, someone is an idiot in this regard because he has no childhood and his teacher was beheaded by himself.

"Hey, isn't the meeting starting yet? I'm still waiting to eat..."

"Joseph."

The blue-haired young man calmly glanced at the yelling Joseph, and then Joseph straightened his sitting posture quite honestly like a choked cock.

Although he was more than ten years younger than him, that was indeed his grandfather, and Grandma Elina was also outside—by the way, Grandma Elina was also a beauty when she was young.

Even though he was about to enter middle age, Joseph's mind still liked to fly wildly like before, while Caesar next to him was much calmer. Although he still had the temperament of a playboy, he was doing business. Time has been able to be quite stable.

The man of the four pillars only came to Katz, he just sat on the side in silence, not paying attention to this meeting at all, but thinking about when the next academic conference will start, and he still wants to talk to the man named Faraday needs to have a good chat - if the guy doesn't want to die, he can also send him a stone ghost face, and it would be nice to join his research group after becoming a vampire.

The blue-haired Jonathan sat there quietly - he looked the same as in the original book, but with a little more calm temperament, and a faint majesty exuded from his body, coupled with that gentle temperament , He became a very influential nobleman—although he finally returned to the library because he was somewhat displeased with the behavior of those so-called 'nobles', but he still had great influence in the upper echelons of England.

After seeing that all the people had come, Jonathan was about to knock on the table with his ring to signal the start of the meeting, but...

Step-step.

There were footsteps coming from somewhere.

A figure in a robe came out from the slightly reflective wall, looked around the crowd, and nodded slightly.

The landing point of the return seems to be a little bit off, but... it shouldn't be a problem.

"You...you are..."

Many people recognized that petite figure, but when they were about to speak, she waved her hand to stop her.

Then she raised her head and looked at the two former teenagers with serious expressions.

"I found the time and space where he is, do you want to go and have a look?"

end of volume summary

Woohoo, the third volume is over!

Dio got a certain degree of redemption, Jonathan also got more growth than in the original book, and Joe's family also passed away, I think this should be regarded as a perfect ending of reunion-not counting the octopus head, anyway he Not dead yet.

The next volume is a relatively flat daily volume (it seems that I also said that this volume is a super sweet love volume, so you should listen seriously.), there is a high probability that there will be no strong battles, just sprinkle dog food And feeding sugar (probably.), to pave the way for the subsequent plot.

But actually...

I want to write Soaring Horse Yelang!I want to write Soaring Horse Yelang!I want to write Soaring Horse Yelang!

Woohoo, I'm going to die without Jero!If you don't persecute Johnny, I feel uncomfortable all over!

But considering that most readers probably haven't read the seventh part, I don't plan to write the seventh part for the time being. After all, even Stone Sea still has some readers who haven't read the seventh part. The seventh part seems too difficult.

As for the infinite stream...how should I put it.

I don't intend to write about other worldviews, but I will also involve some other works, but I will make some changes, such as designing those superpowers as stand-in abilities, to ensure that readers who don't know other worlds can also Easy to watch (you can watch it as an original stand-in messenger).

There is also the problem of updating... I will try my best to add updates, but I am really too busy to offer rewards, so I am sorry for the time being.

There may be an update today, because the next volume is to be conceived, and after the next volume is over...

But if the idea is faster, there may be two updates.

In short, that's it, thank you very much for being able to accompany this story to this point, and hope that I can write something you like in the future.

Thank you repeater.