I don't know when it began, the wind blew frequently through this meadow, as if the smoke and depression before were completely absent, and gave this space a sense of tranquility. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Erquit had fully recovered, sitting in front of the tree he had been pinned to not long ago, holding his knees.

The sunlight in the sky poured down and hit the beautiful Shirahime, making the picture as beautiful as a work of art.

It didn't take long for Fang Li to return.

"Give."

Coming to Elquet, who was sitting under the tree, Fang Li handed over the cold drink in his hand.

Erquit raised his head, and his gaze did not stop at the cold drink, but on Fang Li's face.

That face, with the calmness and casualness that Elquit had been so familiar with for a while.

As if what happened just now had never happened at all, Fang Li's attitude was still like this, doing what he wanted.

This made Erquit lose his temper a little, and snatched the cold drink handed over with a little rudeness, don't look over, and don't look at Fang Li anymore.

It's like a child.

Fang Li could only shake his head with a smile, take the remaining bottle of cold drink, and sit down beside Elquit.

"How does it feel?" Fang Li asked as if nothing had happened, "There's nothing wrong with it, right?" ”

“…… No. Erquit didn't look at Fang Li, but he still answered honestly, and said in a low voice: "I just feel so relaxed, I don't remember how many years I haven't been so relaxed." ”

Hearing this, Fang Li silently drank the cold drink and did not speak.

Easy?

It's really easy, right?

If it weren't for the True Ancestor, there would be no way to understand what it was like to be tormented by the bloodsucking impulse all the time.

The only comparison Fang Li can think of is drugs.

Fang Li believes that the feeling of Elquit suffering from the urge to suck blood is definitely not much lower than that of an addict.

Elquet, on the other hand, has been suffering from this torture since 800 years ago.

Just think about it, and you can understand why the True Ancestors are willing to use their immense power to suppress this blood-sucking impulse, even at the cost of falling into a deep sleep to escape.

Even Erquit, who is the strongest rank among the True Ancestors, has been dedicating time to dreams since eight hundred years ago, and the time to wake up is only a very short period of time.

Therefore, if you can't understand that feeling, you won't just say anything comforting in that way.

Therefore, Fang Li chose to remain silent.

It's just that Fang Li chose to be silent, but Erquit couldn't be silent.

"I didn't expect you to be able to kill the blood-sucking impulse in my body."

Elquit turned his head and looked at Fang Li.

"I never thought that the Eye of Death would be able to do such a thing."

No, Elquit actually knows the principle of the Eye of Death, and understands that everything has an end and a period of death.

Since it is something that can die, there is nothing that cannot be killed by the eyes.

It's just one thing to know the principle, and it's another thing to understand it.

It's like the urge to suck blood, and that's the only flaw in the perfect creature of the True Ancestor, and it can be said to be a lifelong illness.

Can this kind of thing really be killed?

At least, Elquit never thought about it.

But Fang Li did it easily.

"Even if you can use those eyes without any obstacles, you can understand the death of everything as if you can take it for granted, and even the stubborn disease of blood-sucking impulse can be killed, and you can be described as a monster, which is why I underestimate you too much."

Erquit stared at Fang Li's eyes tightly, and the vermilion eyes revealed an unprecedented seriousness and seriousness.

"If your eyes continue to grow stronger like this, eventually, you may really become a god?"

-- "God".

It's not the way it exists, it's its capabilities.

Just like the demon god Balol in Celtic mythology, who was able to kill thousands of armies and even countless gods with just one look.

If Fang Li's Demon Eye really continues to evolve like this, it will reach that point sooner or later, right?

"After all, your pair of eyes is very close to the prototype." Elquit stared at Fang Li and said, "A human being, who actually wants to have the power of a god, is it really okay for you to go on like this?" ”

It seems that Erquit has seen the hidden danger.

No problem?

How can it be okay?

It was because of the continuous recording of death, making the power of the Straight Death Demon Eye even stronger, that Fang Li's soul could not bear the burden and began to crack.

"I thought I was special enough, but yours are completely above me."

Elquit spoke out as if he were admonishing.

"So, if you don't want to die, it's better to use that pair of eyes sparingly."

This is the advice of the princess from the true ancestors.

Unfortunately, Elquit didn't know that Fang Li was constantly understanding the concept of death, not because the Eye of Death was reading death, but because the soul was automatically recording it.

As long as Fang Li keeps going back and forth from the world and sees all kinds of things, the record of the soul will not stop.

Unless, Fang Li locked himself in the personal residence of the main god space, and he didn't go anywhere, and no one went to see him.

In this way, the recording of the soul will stop.

However, when the time comes, the exchange points in Fangli will also be deducted due to the continuous stay in the main god space.

When the exchange point is deducted, there is only one result in the square.

That is to be obliterated.

In other words, no matter what, Fang Li can't escape death.

However, the same is true for Elquit.

"You're not in any better place than I am, are you?"

Fang Li finally turned his head and looked at Erquit's gaze.

"I don't think you didn't notice, did you?" Fang Li said bluntly: "The problem of your blood-sucking impulse has not been solved at all. ”

In fact, Fang Li knew about this matter as early as the beginning.

"If True Ancestor's blood-sucking impulse is like a disease, then, if you kill this disease, you will never get sick in the future?"

"That's absolutely impossible, right?"

Fang Li's words made Elquette lower his head, and his expression gradually fell silent.

However, as Fang Li said, even if Fang Li killed Erquit's blood-sucking impulse this time, then Erquit would have another blood-sucking impulse in the future.

The urge to suck blood is just a desire, not an ability.

Fang Li can kill once, but won't Elquit have such a desire a second time?

The answer, naturally, is no.

"So, this time, it's just a cure for your illness."

"Next, you're going to get sick."