Chapter 57 Devil May Cry(1/2)
Rhodes' eyes were staring at Lear in the crowd, his fingers twitching gently, and then Rhodes would tell Lear the truth.
Even though he was as cruel as Rhodes, he was moved by it and felt compassion. In the chest bag of the white officer's uniform, Rhodes was about to use it to wipe away his tears.
Because what Rhodes will do next is cruel and cruel, enough to make Rhodes' scalp numb, and even Rhodes himself began to get nervous, or rather, eager to try.
Following the direction of Rhode's gaze, everyone's eyes in the central square also gathered towards Lear.
One after another, scorching eyes gathered on Lear.
Lear's face began to twist in shock, and the muscles on his face were twitching and beating. Why? This time he had never spoken to Rhodes, and he was just two irrelevant people. Rhodes knew his name and what he looked like. In tens of thousands of times, this kind of thing had never happened!
The contestants in the human camp such as Green were all surprised. They had already had the arrow on the string and hesitated again and relaxed their fighting spirit.
The plan was for Rod to take action when he showed hostility, but Rod had no intention of taking action. He just looked at Lear with a complicated expression on the ceremony stage.
"I admire your willpower very much, Lear."
"Your willpower is stronger than anyone else! Homer's epic Odyssey... You are Odysseus who blinded the giant's eyes, you are Boltsius who killed the sea monster and rescued Amdomeda, you are a hero!"
Rhode's voice was trembling, his expression was no longer crazy and violent, but was lonely, and he felt extremely lost.
Just like a painter, when he draws a masterpiece, his mood is not ecstasy, but fear, but fear. He will worry that he will never create such a perfect work again. This painting is the pinnacle of his work, and he is afraid that he has no talent.
Rhode was in the same mood. He was afraid that he would never find such an excellent toy as Lear, and could never create such a poignant and charming scene.
“No matter a thousand times.”
“Whether it is ten thousand times.”
"You have never given up... You moved me."
"The sound in the brain marrow inspired me and guided me to the truth."
"I learned everything when you jumped for the third time."
"Every time you jumped, I will work with you to create such a great work together."
"To this day, although you and I look young, we are already old."
"What a sad love story, looking back on time again and again, just to save two women..."
"Do you think I have to kill those two women? No... Of course no, they are not special, they don't matter to me. Whether they live or die, they are all meaningless. I'm for you! All I do is for you!"
"I tore Joanna out again and again, and killed Xia Mo again and again, not because of the others, it was all because of you,"
"Because of your painful expression... I will never... be bored."
"It is the will of man who creates boundless darkness, and it is also the will of man who releases infinite light. I want to see if human willpower has its limits."
Rhodes held his forehead in the ribbons and gold foil all over the sky, and he felt a little disappointed because the matter was about to end soon and he could no longer taste the pleasure.
The central square, which was originally cheering, suddenly became silent, and the sound of salutes stopped ringing. The ribbons and gold foil drifted on the ground like ruins. The noise had ended, leaving only stiff faces, dull expressions, cold air, and gentle breeze.
The hazy sky is like a drug-absorbed prostitute, which makes people feel desperate.
The sun dyed with AIDS emits dark yellow like pus, which is annoying.
Joanna was as if her body was electrocuted, her whole body tensed a little, and she stared blankly at Lear's direction. She knew nothing. She had nothing to do with Lear at all, but she was just a stranger. She heard Green say that Lear was coming back from the future, but she couldn't believe that Lear went back to time again and again in order to save herself.
Even if this is true, even if Lear really went back tens of thousands of times to save himself, Joanna had no memory.
Joanna felt nothing but being confused, but she was not feeling anything, and she was not feeling anything about Lear.
“Ro————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————
Heart-wrenching, wild beast-like roar.
Dongdong...
Two dull sounds.
The whole body is as exhausted.
Lear's knee fell heavily and fell to the ground, hugging his head and crying.
He finally knew, Lear finally knew, he finally knew the truth of the matter, and finally knew why he could not save the two of them even after going back tens of thousands of times. He finally knew why he tried every means to please Rhode, and Rhode would not let Xia Mo and Joanna go.
It's all because Rhodes is working with himself to go back to time.
"Ah————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————
Lear scratched his hair, grabbed blood marks, and roared hoarsely as if there were hundreds of thousands of fish bones stuck in his throat.
Rhode was happy and almost moaned. That's it, that's it! He was like a leech absorbing Lear's skin, greedily absorbing Lear's pain. Every time he sucked, he made himself more happy, and every time he sucked, he made himself more complete.
Ah... the sound in the brain became clearer, making every pore in Rhode's body relax, and endless pleasure poured into the outside world, from the brain, and spread throughout the body.
Rhode once told Lear the answer once, but Lear couldn't understand.
This is the last one, and Rhodes wants to tell Lear a satisfactory answer.
"Why……"
"because……."
"I'm dark."
"I'm hypocritical."
"I'm ugly."
"I'm twisted."
"I'm greedy."
"I'm a cheating person."
“I am depraved.”
"I'm afraid."
"I'm a sin."
"I'm Winter."
"I'm Purgatory."
"I'm stupid."
"I'm blind."
"I am the tumor of the world!"
"I'm the rotten gangrene on your mouth!"
"I am a curse that you can't get rid of even if you spend your entire life!"
"But you disappointed me, you reached your limit. After these times, even Joanna and Xia Mo were not dead, you started to go backwards."
"This is not possible, there must be a perfect finish!"
"You want a Happy end, don't you?"
"I will give you a wonderful ending, I will give everyone a wonderful ending!"
"But except you!"
"Except you! Lear!"
"I won't give you a good ending! Only in this way! This work can be called perfect!"
"Lear! As long as you kill Joanna and Xia Mo with your own hands, you will be in your hands! Everyone in the human camp will not have to... die! Everyone will be redeemed! And you! Lear! You will live forever with this pain! Take action! Take action! Take action—————————Lear!”
Rhode roared wildly, roaring too hard, pulling all the lungs into pieces, and bright red plasma burst out from his mouth.
boom!
Rhodes' words.
It's like a bolt from the blue.
Blasted into everyone's hearts!
Several thunders rang out, and the cumulonimbus clouds in the haze sky began to pour heavy rain, making Xingcheng wet.
Green was silent, just looking at Lear with a longing look.
Everyone in the human camp was silent.
Everyone looked at Lear with longing.
Irving saw that almost everyone had no desire to fight. He grinned his teeth, his teeth clattered. A group of lowly mortals, dirty! Despicable! Like a fly worm gnawing on rotten meat in the sewer! Irving already knew that things could not be done. If these people did not restrain Rhode to protect him, he would not be able to hold on for a second under Rhode. He did want to make Rhode furious, and indeed wanted to see her look good, but the last trace of reason left him to judge that he could not afford to live.
The key to the plan, Irving was also invisible in the crowd, and his figure was gradually buried by the crowd.
The rain was pouring on the face of the hero statue in the square, and the statue looked like it was crying.
"ah--------"
Lear gasped as he fell to his knees, looking at Greene with a begging gaze, and everyone.
But the eyes of these people.
Like a sharp sword, Lear was riddled with holes.
To be continued...