Chapter 1554 Free Will

Li Huoyue didn't know whether it was just her obsession, or a nightmare, or something real, but it always appeared in this dream, in every dream.

It had no specific appearance. When observed, it was mostly an image, heavy and full of sticky texture, lingering at the bottom of Li Huoyue's consciousness. Whenever she was alone and quiet, it would quietly crawl out and whisper under the cerebral cortex.

Under the sea of ​​blood and corpses, in the silent and cruel pile of corpses, a hand stretched out. Li Huoyue looked at the bloody figure struggling to crawl out at the bottom. It turned out to be Sima Xuxu. Obviously, he was not dead. He rolled and fell into the pool of blood at the bottom of the mountain of corpses, wailing and roaring, and the tissues in the cut wounds on his body kept wriggling.

"Why, why didn't you give him a quick death? It was a piece of cake for you to give him a clean death, why did you torture him?" The huge shadow behind Li Huoyue leaned over and whispered behind her.

Li Huoyue did not answer it, but just watched the howling Sima Xuxu looking at him on the mountain with hatred, dragging his torn limbs and climbing up bit by bit, his blood-stained eyes were so angry and hateful, those toxic emotions wanted to drag her into them and corrode her into pitted bones.

"Since you have chosen the path of revenge, and since you have prayed to me for strength, why give up halfway? In the end, you got nothing, but instead developed new hatred like a joke - so look at what you did? It's just a repetition of the tragedy of the past, dragging your feet, and not making up your mind when you should."

"The meaning of your existence, the meaning of Li Huoyue's existence is revenge, which is to keep climbing in that spiral of blood hatred, either reaching the top or falling." The huge shadow said slowly, "Without this blood hatred, without revenge, your existence is worthless, empty, hollow, and lacking. Admit it."

Li Huoyue, on the sea of ​​corpses and blood, quietly looked at Sima Xuxu who was crawling towards him. This seemed like a prophecy that he had not completely died, and was loaded with incomparable blood hatred. One day he would take revenge on himself, and he would do everything he could to cause more blood evil in the process of revenge on her, and then entangled with other hatreds and become a new her.

"You clearly had a chance to end this blood feud. You only needed to stab him on the ground with one more knife, just as simple as that, to pierce his skull - or, to be more merciful, perform a free frontal lobe cutting operation on him. But why - why did you let him go? And you did something quite stupid."

Li Huoyue turned his head slightly to look at the towering shadow, his golden eyes cold.

The huge shadow looked down at her and said slowly, "It doesn't matter, it's okay, there is still a chance, as long as you are alive, there is still a chance."

Its body shrank a little, like a huge dragon snake entwined and wandering around the sea of ​​blood and corpses, "You should have noticed it long ago. Even if you stripped off the 'treasure' that is so important to you, you can still sense it, sense it in the distance of the world, not far, not near, waiting for you there, find it, and naturally you can find the mistakes you made and completely correct it!"

The hand that climbed up the sea of ​​blood and corpses grabbed Li Huoyue's ankle. There was no pain in the place where it was grabbed, but it began to rot at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning the delicate ankle into white bones, and spreading up along the calf.

Li Huoyue held the bronze sword that had torn Sima Xuxu apart in her hand. Now she only needed to simply swing the sword at the bloody boy in front of her to get rid of this blood hatred and be completely alone.

Li Huoyue looked at the decaying body and the bloody hater who grabbed her ankle, and let go of the bronze sword in her hand, letting it fall under the sea of ​​corpses and blood, completely disappearing into the darkness.

She didn't raise the bronze sword in her hand after all, just looking at the gradually decaying body, and whispered, "You said so much, don't you just want me to dig you out of someone else's chest again?"

"We are one, so many years, your blood has become inseparable from mine, your life is nourished by me, your soul is nurtured by me, how dare you look at others and take everything that belongs to you? That is a symbol of your power and a symbol of glory. Without me, ask yourself if you can get to this point?" The black shadow's voice was long.

The black shadow quieted down, and under the pile of corpses, blood formed tentacles to hand over the abandoned bronze sword and handed it to Li Huoyue.

It said: "Look at your feet, you have no way back. Everything must be done. There is only one step left, just one step left. Take me back, let me return to your side, you can have everything, master the orthodoxy, destroy the enemy, and become the real winner."

"Not only for yourself but also for your tragically dead parents, such a good pair of immortal lovers died in conspiracy and prejudice. Those old things peeled their skin, drank their blood, and used their bones to build a tower of power. What reason do you have not to hold the sword and destroy it all?"

"Don't feel guilty. Go to hell with conscience. Has anyone been kind to you? Conscience is used to give back to the beautiful world. Facing everything that is rotten and smelly, what you should do is to be crazy and tear apart everything that stands in your way."

"I am your capital, I am your strength, why should you give up on me? Go find me! I am your only one, I am the real you!"

"No one loves you, no one saves you, except me." It said, "I forgive you, come back to me, I still love you, my dear 'Yue'."

Li Huoyue raised her head and gradually touched the bronze sword that the bloody branch was holding in front of her. Just when the huge shadow behind her was about to lean over to kiss her and devour her with joy, a look of indifference flashed across her dead water-like eyes when she raised her head.

She raised her hand and quickly grasped the bronze sword. She drew the sword like lightning and cut off the connected blood branches. She drew a blast of sword light in the darkness and slashed towards the shadow whispering behind her!

But the moment she made this move, the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood beneath her feet collapsed, and the sword slashed through the air, making the air buzz.

Li Huoyue kept falling in the darkness, falling freely. She didn't know how much height she had dropped. She turned over and stepped on the darkness with her feet. Invisible waves spread to the surroundings.

"Why."

In the darkness, the whisper was filled with confusion, confusion, and anger.

All of this is dissatisfaction with Li Hueyue's ignorance.

So many days and nights, these three months, as long as Li Hueyue closed her eyes, it kept trying to convince her, to make her understand what kind of person she was, but this woman was like a dead person, oily Without salt, no matter what kind of pictures were placed in front of her, she could not change her mind.

So every time in the end, it will evolve into this episode.

Li Huoyue gradually stood up from the darkness. The tip of the bronze sword in her hand dragged a string of black ripples and spread. She stood up straight. Countless rotten blood-red arms stretched out from the dark ground beside her. He stood on the ground and pulled out the tattered corpse below. Those were all people Li Hueyue had killed. The wounds caused before death could be seen on each of them. They looked miserable, with blood-like pupils staring at the center. Li Huoyue let out a resentful roar.

"What a fool, I will ask you to do one thing! What are you insisting on?" A huge shadow hovered in the distance, and there seemed to be a huge pupil in the darkness staring at the resurrected person. A white figure standing in the sea of ​​blood among the mountains of corpses.

Without saying a word, Li Huoyue slightly raised his bronze sword and pointed at the huge shadow surrounding him standing in the endless sea of ​​corpses and blood. He said nothing, but the murderous intention passing through his eyes was real.

It simply meant that she wanted to cut this thing that she kept making no noise about, not knowing what it meant.

"What an idiot! That's the supreme power! The most noble power in the world! Are you so abandoned? What a waste of resources! What a ungrateful thing." The huge shadow looked a bit gloomy, and it was clear that there was no external visual organ. , but in the darkness, it gives people the wrong feeling of staring at Li Hueyue.

Li Huanyue answered with her sword. She was indeed the one who didn't know good or bad. She never understood people's good intentions. She only did what she wanted to do, whether it was right or wrong, and she never needed others to guide her.

No matter what the outcome is, she accepts it, whether it's death or survival.

Even if she temporarily loses her goal and the path of life, it doesn't mean that there will be something unknown in her ears teaching her what to do.

Following the gloomy command of the huge shadow, the mountains of corpses and seas of blood roared at the top of their lungs. The voices of old people, men, and women were all roaring out a name, Li Hueyue's name. They rushed towards the woman in the center like crazy, To tear him to pieces.

It was a fixture of every night, every nightmare, always.

The nearest bloody man rushed in front of Li Chengyue, with that rippling face on his face. She didn't even look at it. She raised her leg to the sky and flew the head away. She controlled the horse's legs and put them down before leaping forward. Swing your sword to tear open a path of blood.

Those bloody people, former old friends, besieged her and tried to tear a piece of flesh from her body at all costs.

In this nightmare, just like all other nightmares, whether you are running away or fighting back, your body will be so weak and weak, thus arousing your fear.

Therefore, Li Hueyue was deprived of her bloodline as a matter of course. The white clothes she wore were easily torn apart, revealing her thin and fragile body that had not yet recovered. The sword in her hand was like splashing water, and her fists and feet were like thunder, but she still couldn't stop it. The crowd of bloody men bit off her flesh, scratched her back, lay on her thighs, sucked the blood, and tore off her hair.

She did not wail, but silently waved her sword, her eyes locked on the huge shadow in the mountains of corpses and blood.

"What a waste." It said slowly, "Obviously I can give you stronger power. As long as you embrace it, accept that power, become its surround, and become its slave, you can have omnipotent power - -What can you do on your own? Your bloodline is one that makes people want to laugh. Without me as the center, you would not even survive to adulthood and become a Deadpool."

Li Huoyue turned a deaf ear to all the taunts and attacks, and continued to be injured. The severe pain seemed to be real, drilling into the depths of the bone marrow from the numbness all over her body. She still did not groan, but she was getting faster and faster out of the encirclement. , the moves are getting more and more cruel.

But the martial arts she mastered and the killing techniques she knew were unable to cope with the tide of the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood. Just like what the huge shadow said, without the holy will, she seemed to be unable to do anything. thing.

"You are an ungrateful thing." The huge shadow looked down at the tiny figure and said lightly, "Without me, could you walk out of that clinic? Could you get the so-called power of revenge? Could you kill those five clan leaders? Could you become the only orthodox one that everyone admires? But in the end, you gave up? Just gave up so easily? Handed over this power to others? Are you kidding me? You are an ungrateful thing! A lowly mortal!"

Its voice was low and huge, like thunder rolling through the dark clouds in the sky, full of oppression and rage.

That was the will of the Holy Will.

No one knew that the Holy Will had its own will.