Douluo Continent: Peerless Angel Qian Renxue.

Chapter 51 You crave victory, I crave you

In the sea of ​​spirits, the little angel sat helplessly in a small room.

This little room was specially carved out of the Sea of ​​Spirit by the little devil after she was born. At that time, the little angel did not allow her to come out or run away, let alone take over her body, so the little devil usually stayed in this little room.

The small room had no windows and no special furniture, only a double bed and two chairs.

There were two chairs, one blood red and one platinum. Although in her previous life, the little angel would generally not allow her consciousness to come here, the little devil still thoughtfully prepared them for her.

At this moment, the little angel was sitting in that platinum chair, and an image appeared on the wall in front of her. It was a kind of visual projection, through which she could see everything in the outside world.

So this is what the little devil's daily life is like? Even when I don't want to talk to her, she still finds out what's happening outside through this method. If I cut off the signal, she won't be able to see anything.

At those times, no one spoke to her, no one cared whether she felt lonely. When she was outside, she had many people to talk to, at least her two guards, the Porcupine and the Serpent Spear. But when she suffered injustice, she could only swallow it silently by herself.

You are an angel, you have many people who care about you, she is a devil, she seems to have only ever had you, and even your mother doesn't know she exists.

Between the two chairs was a coffee table. The little angel gently stroked the small scales on the coffee table. At this moment, the blood-red side of the scales had sank.

At this moment, she imagined herself as a little devil, alone in an empty little room, feeling the sensation of locking herself away and isolating herself.

Speaking of the first time I interacted with her, I must have been misunderstood. At that time, she was only eight or nine years old and was indeed frightened by her mother Bibi Dong's actions, and then suddenly shouted the word "demon".

As a result, those two words may have hurt two people at once.

She didn't know what her mother was thinking, but the little devil still took the initiative to talk to her, saying, "You can call me little devil if you want, since I couldn't help you back then! But you're not allowed to call me Mother like that!"

"Huh? What's this?"

She suddenly noticed that there seemed to be a piece of paper under the small scales.

She pulled out the paper with some confusion; it was covered with lines of writing.

"When did she start writing this kind of thing?" The little angel chuckled silently, her fingers gliding across the paper.

She imagined the little devil's thoughts in the poem: "The dream rejects this awakening, I don't want to lose you."

...Was she really willingly being suppressed by me?

Perhaps that's really the case. Just as the dimensional spirit said, the little devil has stronger talent than her and, in a sense, is more suitable to be the owner of this body.

She suddenly felt like laughing at herself.

Deep within you lies another self, so clever it could even be described as cunning. If it weren't for the Angelic Martial Soul's inherently high level and the extremely demanding requirements for its awakening, Xiao Hei would have been the chosen one of the previous era.

With your meager, wasted cultivation, you think you can suppress her? You're just relying on her care and love for you, which has made her restrain her desire to devour you, erase the pride in her eyes and the scheming in her mind, and prefer to quietly watch you from the depths of her spiritual sea. You simply can't suppress her on the path to godhood.

Then she supports everything you do, even if it means enduring suppression, to help you fulfill your mission of becoming a god.

The little angel's heart ached for no reason.

She was always like this; when someone cared about her, she didn't really care, because she felt it was a privilege she deserved. When everything was over, those who cared about her were dead, leaving only a more deserving, broken-down, powerless woman clinging to life.

In the end, she could only drag her half-crippled body to find another version of herself.

"Hey, what are you daydreaming about!" the little devil's voice rang out. "You'd better watch out! Last time I made my move, you were fast asleep and didn't see how I wreaked havoc!"

"Okay." The little angel touched his nose and said with a smile, "I won't miss this time. I'll see you dominate the battlefield."

"Of course! We're all Xue'er!"

……

When Little Devil Xue'er released her martial soul for the first time, she had no spirit rings and was fighting solely by relying on her martial soul itself.

Fortunately, this type of battle did not put any pressure on her. She had done the same last time, using the flight ability of the Angelic Martial Soul and the modified Angelic Holy Sword to suppress Tang San to the point where he could hardly breathe.

Because of the Spider Queen's deadly poison, Sikong Qi was on the verge of death. However, the Little Devil did not kill him directly with poison. Instead, he chose to leave him in this state of despair, letting the resentment in his eyes replenish his own power.

She had just reached level 30, but only by getting that little fool to unlock his third soul ring could both of them break through to the Soul Venerable realm.

Unlike the little angel, who might choose to kill with a single blow when facing an enemy, she will slowly torture her opponent. In her eyes, those enemies are like toys.

Although the toys at this time are all quite powerful, such as Chu Qingtian, whom she is currently facing with Xue Di and Shen Yuanyi, who is a real Soul Emperor of over level sixty.

In Chu Qingtian's heart, the importance he placed on Shrek Glory outweighed the fear he had just experienced. His six spirit rings, two yellow, two purple, and two black, shimmered.

In the brief exchange just now, he had already determined one thing: this suddenly mutated little girl only had level 30 soul power, but her strange power made her combat strength definitely not just that level. If he were only a Soul King, he would even be suppressed by her.

The little devil wore a cold smile as she strode forward, her soul power surging forth and severing the energy fluctuations emanating from Chu Qingtian. Her spider legs slammed into the ground, and she vanished. Where did she go? Chu Qingtian didn't have time to ponder this question, for he was currently being attacked by three righteous forces.

His fifth spirit ring shone brightly, and his figure became illusory. This was his fifth spirit skill, which allowed him to resonate with the surrounding lightning elements, gaining speed while detonating the lightning elements, thus triggering his attack.

"Showing off your abilities and playing with lightning in front of me? You're still a joker." Shen Yuanyi clenched her fists, and the four tails behind her trembled slightly as she began to vie for control of the lightning element.

Her fourth spirit ring shone brightly, and a phantom appeared beside Shen Yuanyi, almost identical to her original self. This was her fourth spirit skill, which allowed her to use lightning elements to create a clone with forty percent of her original strength. As her cultivation level increased, the clone's strength would increase by ten percent with each breakthrough of a spirit ring.

She used her main body and clones to entangle Chu Qingtian, who was accelerating. Chu Qingtian's speed noticeably slowed down due to the theft of his lightning element and the Snow Empress's use of ice element to restrict his movement.

"Now!" Xue Di shouted.

With her shout, a figure descended from the sky. Qian Renxue used the jumping ability of her spider legs to reach mid-air. The strange angle allowed her to grab Chu Qingtian by the neck after landing, slamming him to the ground, and tightly binding him with the spider silk in her hands.

This was the result of the three working together, and it was unexpectedly perfect. All three had exceptional mental strength, and after briefly joining forces, the mental sharing between them brought great convenience, which was much better than relying solely on headsets.

Qian Renxue plunged her spider legs into Chu Qingtian's back and stirred them around, then swung her hand to strike his neck. Xue Di followed up with a palm strike, hitting Chu Qingtian on the head.

In less than half a minute, the sixth-ring Soul Emperor died!

Xiao Hei wrote the following:

It is called a regret.

It crawled all over the spine, and controlled the pain.

Called a useless thing

The only passage was built

Her kiss was a poison

The tender entanglement on the tip of the tongue has countless variations

The dream rejects this awakening.

I don't want to lose you.

When that glorious structure crumbled

The onlookers satisfied their curiosity.

The worshippers accuse the betrayal

I'm the only one left in the whole world to keep you company.

Infinite pleasure, deepening the journey

I am trapped in that familiar place.

I thirst for your breath.

But I can't win your heart.

"You crave victory, and I crave you."

It is called the eternal thing

In the alternation and replacement, futile mending

Known as something that is fleeting

He wrote fourteen lines of weeping

Her kiss was a poison

It imprisoned reason, yet unleashed blasphemy.

My heart beats because of you

It is an accomplice to love.

Save me

-

When the collapsed ruins were covered with dust

Who still holds their head high in their memories?

Who tore open the wounds of those who were surrounded?

Stirring up a pool of rotting flesh and blood

Infinite pleasure, deep into the throat

Please don't beg, my kindness...

Please don't delude yourself into thinking you can still endure it.

After the ending

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As the world gradually forgets the heroes

I finally revealed my madness.

With long-burning desire

No one paints my portrait anymore.

Pain echoes in nothingness

God ultimately bestowed despair upon Him.

It's a clash of love and hate.

You are powerless to resist anymore.

These are lyrics to a song called "Unwavering Love and Salvation." If you're interested, you can apply these lyrics to the opening of the Divine War Item.

(End of this chapter)