He said: "Wuyin, you know? Sometimes love is a kind of despair. The only thing we can do is to be relieved in pain."
He hugged me tightly, "Wuyin, we are all the same, we are all souls of darkness, no matter how glorious the appearance is. But the pursuit of light is not our only purpose. So, give up."
"They all said that you betrayed the Gods, but I am the only one who knows that that place is not your place in the first place."
"Do you really know? Do you really understand?" I said. My right eye is very painful, a sharp, thin pain. Everything in front of me was hazy.
I saw his soft black hair gently patting my face, and he gently touched my right eye with his hand, "Is it bleeding again? I know Ming's death has hurt you a lot. But the demon world has to have a tomorrow, right?" I didn't say anything, and he hugged me tightly, "Forget about him, tomorrow, the demon world will have another battle with the god world."
"You are the God of War of the demons, you will definitely win." He said softly against my ear.
The resurrection of the evil god, the pedantry of the gods, the death of the god of war, the betrayal of Wuyin... And the rise of the demons, where will everything go?