Seeing that he was in an unstable mood, Sheng Wu's light-colored eyes flashed with a hint of darkness and malice. She stood up, walked towards Lucius, squatted in front of him, and raised her hand to touch his heart.
Her narrow, beautiful eyes were half-closed, a faint crimson tinge lingering in her black pupils. Her voice was cold and languid, with a lazy allure. "Lucius, don't you believe in God? Don't you think all human nature is good? Then let me tell you, you're wrong. What you believe in is false. Some people are destined to be born in darkness, and there will be no light to save them."
"Anyone who tries to use light to pull her out will only be dragged into hell by her in the end!"
"God can't protect anyone, that's just a joke!"
The moment he finished speaking, Lucius looked up and met her scarlet eyes which had turned into crimson at some point. His black pupils trembled, and he saw the blood and darkness of hell in those pupils. There was no light at all, only endless sin.
Lucius opened his lips, but before he could come out of his shock, the next moment...
“Swish?!”
Two thin red lines suddenly shot out from Sheng Wu's scarlet pupils and shot directly into his pupils. They had no attack power, but they directly attached themselves to his eyeballs.
Suddenly, it was like a plant taking root and sprouting, quickly occupying Lucius's black pupils.
Then.
Lucius's eyes flashed with a series of images, showing the complete process of Sheng Wu using all means to deceive, calculate, and kill those he conquered in the four previous worlds.
"Sheng Wu, I was wrong. I will never distrust you again. Please come back!"
In the palace, a man in a dragon robe was shouting at the top of his lungs as he tried to rush into the sea of fire.
"What's so good about Jiangnan?"
Under the crabapple tree, a handsome man with a scar on his face holds a hairpin, guarding the rest of his life alone in the south of the Yangtze River.
In the dungeon, a young girl, exhausted from exhaustion, died with a smile on her face while looking at the light from the window.
"Awu, it's not that I don't love you, it's that I can't express it. I'm using death to exchange for freedom, and I'm here to accompany you in the way you like best."
"Wuwu, you only taught me what love is, but you didn't tell me how to forget the person I love."
The top criminologist finally committed suicide by taking medicine, the doll was buried with his favorite sister, and the mermaid lost the shark pearl forever.
"Sheng Wu, I hate you. I've never been able to save anyone. All these rescue missions are a joke. You owe it to the eleven of us!"
"Master, who is the one you are cherishing your memory for?"
"Awu, the sycamore blossoms are blooming and it's snowing."
"Awu, next time, don't lie to me again."
“…”
Those scenes flashed before Lucius' eyes like a movie, and even entered his mind. He watched helplessly as a woman named Sheng Wu went to every world to deceive those who ultimately did not have a good end.
That Sheng Wu is like the incarnation of the devil. No matter how the deceived person encounters a sincere heart, she will never be attached to these bright and warm things, and will always be cold and dark.
Even though those people clearly understood her evil, they still continued to risk their lives to beg her to look back. Those who tried to cool the darkness were eventually dragged into hell, while the devil escaped completely and continued to ruthlessly deceive the next person.
“Tick-tock…”
Lucius, who saw the memories from Shengwu's perspective, was shocked by the intertwined emotions of hatred, love, and regret among those people. Tears fell from his eyes unconsciously, and he even felt a sense of oppression as if a huge rock was blocking his heart. His chest was stuffy and he could hardly breathe.
Once he was drawn into the emotions of those characters, he felt a despair and heartache that was difficult to calm down or ignore.
Lucius was controlled by Sheng Wu and could not move, but the trembling and redness in his eyes could reveal his emotions.
After all the memories stopped at the end of the fourth world, Sheng Wu released her control over Lucius.
The threads in her scarlet pupils suddenly disappeared, and the scarlet pupils quietly returned to ink color.
“Hu…Hu…”
The moment Lucius regained control, his tall body suddenly bent down and leaned against the table, gasping for breath, as if he was on the verge of death, desperate and regretful, and the tears in his eyes had soaked the table.
He clenched his fists tightly, and the images in his mind could not be shaken off. Those surrendered people who finally became demons did not have a good end or a good death!
Every person’s story is a splendid ending!
Who were those people? Why did they all end up in such a tragic way?!
And that Saint Charm...
"I'm not Lillian, I'm Shengwu."
Sheng Wu stood up calmly and sat opposite Lucius, her eyes cold and gloomy.
"See? This is my experience. They all really existed. But in the end, no one could save me. No one could..."
"Some of them are kind, some are vicious, some are sincere, and some are suspicious of me. But in the end, my system told me that their favorability towards me has reached 100%, and they are all willing to escape from the light and come to hell to accompany me."
A trace of confusion flashed across Sheng Wu's light-black pupils, and she asked Lucius curiously as if chatting.
"Lucius, do you think they're not good enough to me, or don't love me enough? But why don't I feel moved at all?"
"......" So, Lillian is the Saint Charm, she is the devil representing darkness!
Lucius calmed down a little bit of his huge emotional fluctuations. He slowly looked up at Sheng Wu and asked in a trembling and choked voice.
"What about me? Am I also one of your targets in this world?" Judging from the performance of those four worlds, if she was not her target, she would not approach at all.
Lucius looked at her with great shock and surprise, loss, wonder, and a hint of panic in his eyes.
But he was not afraid of Sheng Wu, but rather felt an indescribable heartache and confusion. He empathized with those people's feelings towards Lillian, no, towards Sheng Wu.
In the memories from Sheng Wu's perspective, he could only bring into mind those sincere and passionate victims, and he did not understand Sheng Wu's ruthlessness.
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