Is the Evil God Me?

After the story, always face the reality.

Since ancient times, human beings have been singing epics, from [Epic of Gilgamesh], [Mahabharata] to [Great Powers], [Space·US-Soviet Hegemony], singing epics is to recognize greatness and practice greatness. The difference between greatness and stupidity is whether civilization recognizes heroes or not.

A civilization that recognizes heroes and yearns for heroes can burst into vigorous vitality when experiencing disasters, and there will be heroes who cannot be seen standing up at critical moments.

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The rigid brainwashing education criticized by rabbits, the kind of tireless education, and the direct legislation to protect the hero's reputation from misinterpretation, can so many people be willing when rabbits encounter natural disasters such as earthquakes, viruses, and floods. Selfless dedication, and the deeds of the most lovely people who died of exhaustion.

Lynn was willing to be a hero at that time.

As for the heroes of this world...

So far, Mr. Little has not fully found his belonging. Heroes are never cheap. The difference between heroes and fools is whether the same thing will be recognized. Has there ever been a country in history that denied heroes? Yes, a country that betrayed its heroes can only end up in injustice when the red flag over the Kremlin falls.

Now it was Ziegler's turn to speak.

Lynn's story has been told, and in this ideal-versus-ideal contest, the Goddess of Peace's essence is not bad, so her knights are willing to go through all obstacles and argue with her. If it's that kind of messed up madman who can't talk at all, it's over to see if Lynn can shake people.

Ziegler wanted to say that human beings are limited and flawed, but she bumped into Lynn's infinite possibility, saying that she really couldn't refute, even if it was only a possibility, at least it showed that there was a possibility. hopefully. In the story, Lynn did not hand over the responsibility to the gods and Buddhas, but the human beings resisted step by step by biting their teeth.

And this coincides with some of the concepts of the [Gem Society].

With the infinite possibility versus the limited possibility, Ziegler can't win in the pattern, unless she can shamelessly start to smear and criticize, but this is the idealist's gentleman's debate.

"...I can't give you the answer yet."

With struggling flashing on his face, Ziegler pulled his bare hands out of Lynn's hands.

Her original confident and gentle eyes no longer dared to lift up and look at Lin En. The beautiful mature woman can imagine that the young blue eyes must be full of longing for greatness at this moment, and she invites herself to practice with him. some kind of greatness.

Lynn's originally expectant expression turned a little stiff.

"After all, I still can't convince you. Ziegler, I am very frustrated..."

One bowed his head silently, the other pursed his lips.

Outside the pavilion, the autumn wind swept through the flower fields, creating extremely gorgeous petals and falling flowers, as if waves were sweeping. The flying wave visible to the naked eye made Lynn sway involuntarily, as if it were a reed involuntarily.

This is the first time in this world that he can find a suitable person to explain his greatness. He thinks that this person can understand and recognize himself, and finally choose to be with him. Lynn was a little too taken for granted. He was emotionally idealized and subconsciously ignored a lot of things.

They sat like this, one left and one right, and they happened to be divided into two different boxes by a pavilion.

"Lin, there is something I need to do in the lower city. And I..." There was a long silence. "...I don't want to, a hero is standing in front of me, especially that person is you, please give me some time."

Ziegler finally looked up. Lynn was sitting surrounded by the background of the flower field. There was no hysterical crying, but it made people feel that he was extremely sad.

Passionate and lonely.

"If you're going to leave, I'm afraid it won't be so comfortable and relaxed when we meet again next time." After all, Lynn is a very determined person, and he managed to control his emotions in just a few seconds. , so he just tried to inhale the intoxicating floral fragrance in the air.

"Should I say sorry?" Ziegler smiled hard.

"If it happens, I will not be merciful."

Lynn's words are a sign of his attitude. Everything that can be said has been said. They are bosom friends, friends and enemies. It is precisely because this relationship is so interesting that they can sit quietly and continue talking, rather than directly killing each other.

"Before I leave, I have a secret book that I want to tell you, and I hope you will listen to it." As if afraid of Lynn's rejection, Ziegler spoke heavily on my hope.

"I'll listen if you say it."

The little gentleman has regarded this place as a transition node, so he is very tolerant, and even his fingers no longer continue to hang on the brass pocket watch.

"I once had a long dream~www.wuxiamtl.com~ I went to the church of the red cup, and the words of the senses of the good way were like thunder and drums beating..."

Ziegler said [Muran language] as soon as she opened her mouth, and she didn't tell Lynn what the secret book she told him was. However, with the tactful and mysterious tone of Miao Lanyu, he opened his mouth to express the theory of "desire".

Thirsty people long for change, drastic change from the inside out. The bone-white people laughed and talked about the meat sacrifice feast. Beautiful people indulge in sensuality and sensuality, and always add joy to the banquet. The sultry shuttles in and out, mocking the crude beauty. And the young lady is always at the top of the banquet, waiting for the next person to be tasted behind that door.

With its crimson-hued stained glass and heart-beating golden altars, the church with the red cup is more like a living thing than a living thing, or it is a corner of a gorgeous dress.

Lynn didn't hear anything at first.

However, when meaningful words such as thirsty person and bone-white person appeared, he, who achieved the feat of "flower maker" based on the "tantra of abundance", instinctively felt discomfort, as if he had encountered some kind of disgust and fear. This thing, an indescribable hostility surged from Lynn's heart, making him want to tear Ziegler's mouth apart.

At this moment, the black shadow swayed, and the black holy grail that suddenly appeared bit his neck. At this moment, Lynn couldn't help gasping for breath. For the first time, the [Nurturator] in his body completely suppressed the [Flower Maker], as if to remind the other party not to forget who is the real foundation.

Lynn didn't notice for a while.

When the power of the Black Holy Grail was faintly rippling, Ziegler, who was telling the secret tome, glanced in his direction as if he was aware of it.

This glance seemed to meet the **** and crystal clear red eyes of the Black Holy Grail, and the half-length eyes were filled with ecstasy at seeing the prey.