Bang
Fan Liye opened his eyes and smiled.
Taking advantage of the night, he went to his hometown.
The huge church was originally quiet, but suddenly footsteps were heard.
The footsteps startled the man who was resting with his eyes closed. He stood up and walked in front of Fan Liye, stopping him from moving forward.
Fan Liye looked at the other party without saying anything.
Adolf closed his eyes, his pupils trembling, and tried to keep his voice steady: "What are you doing here?"
"You should know." Fan Liye said lightly, not intending to explain anything.
"If I give way, I'll regret it." Adolf exhaled and closed his eyes again, "If I don't give way, I'll hate myself."
Fan Liye stared at Adolf quietly. He took several deep breaths, trying to calm himself. He opened his eyes, clenched his hands, and gritted his teeth, unable to move an inch.
He struggled and suffered, tears welling up in his eyes.
Tonight is a major turning point. If he doesn't give in, he will hate himself for the rest of his life. If he gives in, it will lead to tragedy.
Finally, he trembled and moved aside: "Fan, I never... cheated on you."
Fan Liye looked over quietly: "I won't believe it."
"My concession at this moment is proof of that." Adolf looked over with determination, "Fan, I am more determined to choose you than you think."
"All that was just an illusion for them. You have to understand how devastating a blow this concession is to humanity." Adolf gritted his teeth and continued, "Why do I understand you better than they do? I believe you will understand in the future. My eyes are always on you, even when you're not paying attention."
Adolf slowly knelt on one knee in front of Fan Liye: "Fan, I'm sorry, I lied to you, I'm sorry, please believe me, I never lied to you."
This sentence is very contradictory, just like Adolf's heart at the moment, full of contradictions and confusion, but still firm.
Fan Liye didn't say anything and just walked past him.
The light footsteps gradually approached the cathedral in the quiet Mingbishop, and then stopped in front of the statue.
Fan Liye stood where he used to preside over prayers, raised his hand to touch the table, and lowered his eyes.
He took a deep breath, curled his lips, and turned to look at the statue: "God, you didn't expect me to come back, did you?"
His smile was almost morbid, and particularly terrifying in the dark night. He narrowed his eyes, took out his pistol, and raised his hand to point the muzzle at the head of the statue.
"Bang." Fan Liye opened his lips slightly and softly imitated the sound of a gunshot.
"Hahaha, how can we make any noise now?" Fan Liye smiled lightly, raised his hand and waved, then stepped into the light behind the statue.
After a burst of white light.
He came to the realm of God, the pure white land.
Everything is white, without any pollution.
Daniel sat on the wicker chair in the middle, dressed in white. His hair and eyelashes were all white, the same sickly white as before, blending into this pure white place.
Except for Fan Liye who was wearing black and red clothes, everything else was white.
Fan Liye approached Daniel, and Daniel said lightly: "You are here."
"Wait for me?" Fan Liye smiled, stopped behind Daniel, bent down and put his arms around his neck.
Daniel acquiesced to his behavior: "Yes."
Fan Liye leaned close to Daniel's ear and said lightly: "Why don't you save me."
"God is not omnipotent. I can't change your choice." Daniel answered Fan Liye without any change in his emotion.
"If you had spoken, I might still stay here." After Fan Liye said this lightly, he suddenly laughed wildly.
"Hahahahahahahahaha, but it's okay!" Fan Liye let go of Daniel and walked in front of him, "I am the king now! Thanks to you! Now, I'm here to thank you."
Nibel frowned slightly, sensing something was wrong: "You're crazy."
"I'm not crazy." Fan Liye tilted his head and smiled.
Daniel sighed: "You can go now."
Fan Liye smiled and shook his head: "No."
"It's very white here." Fan Liye looked around, the corner of his mouth raised, and he raised his hand and waved, "For the Lord."
As soon as he finished speaking, a black color began to spread, with Fan Liye as the center. In an instant, the pure white place was polluted and turned black.
Now, only Daniel is white.
Fan Liye looked down at him and said, "Do you know how annoying you are?"
"Every day... every day you talk in my head. It's so noisy and annoying. It happens so often that it gives me a headache." Fan Liye narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Every day... every day, every day, every day, every day! Every day! Your voice is so annoying! Why does such an unpleasant voice always appear in my mind?"
"Your voice is too loud." Fan Liye took out his pistol, ejected the magazine, and took out the bullets. "So, I was thinking, if I kill the owner of the voice, will it no longer appear in my mind?"
"What are you going to do?" Daniel vaguely knew what Fan Liye was going to do, but he was powerless. He could only sit on the chair, his legs unable to move.
"Gods...ah...are difficult to kill." Fan Liye glanced at Daniel, "But my blood can."
Daniel opened his eyes wide when he heard this. God cannot be killed, but Angele can assimilate God, and the child he gave birth to, Fan Liye... has the blood of God and the blood of the king in his body, which mixed together and can kill God.
Fan Liye is a god and a vampire. His existence and his belonging are all chosen by him.
Daniel said stiffly: "How... do you know..."
"Hahaha, I don't know." Fan Liye laughed, "It was just a test, but now it's confirmed."
Fan Liye raised his fingertips and slid them across his palm, blood immediately flowing out: "But blood alone is not enough, we need to add it to the weapon."
He smeared the blood on the bullet, looked at Daniel, and slowly put the bullet back into the magazine and inserted it back into the pistol: "That's it, that's it."
"Fan! Stop it, or you will continue to commit sin!" Daniel immediately warned him loudly.
"When I became a vampire..." Fan Liye raised his hand and pointed the wound at Daniel's head, "I was already in the abyss of sin."
Blood dripped from his palm onto the ground, and the pure white ground turned black. The blood dripped into the darkness, and no trace could be seen.
"Fan..." Daniel looked at Fan Liye and spoke slowly, "I want to save you, but I can't interfere with your choice. You are special..."
"Whether you become a god or a vampire, this is something I cannot interfere with..." Daniel frowned and looked at him deeply. "I also want to save you, but... I can't do anything... God is not omnipotent."
"Aha..." Fan Liye smiled and nodded, "Go on. To keep you alive, go on."
"No... I'm not doing this to keep myself alive," Daniel said, "but so that you won't make the same mistake again."
"I've been watching you all the time. When you're in pain, I feel bad too." Daniel closed his eyes. "If killing me can calm the voice in your head, then... just kill me."
Daniel then opened his eyes and said firmly, "But I hope you won't make any more mistakes! I hope I'm the last person you kill..."
"You are not worthy." Fan Liye smiled and put the muzzle of the gun against the other's forehead.
"Daniel, the second-generation god." Fan Liye said softly, "You know, you're a useless god. You're afraid of death and hide in the Pure White Land, pretending to have mercy on everyone.
What's your role? Elizabeth fought in battle, and even after being assimilated, she had to give me away as a stake, while you were abandoned and hiding in the Pure White Land. Trying to use these words to arouse my pity and let you go is impossible."
"It's time for humanity's gods to be replaced. I look forward to the third generation of gods confronting me. I hope they aren't as useless and cowardly as you." Fan Liye said calmly, "As you said, I'm crazy, and crazy people don't care about the consequences."
"Bye now."
"Bang!"
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