Chapter 403 Sacrifice of Love The Ability of Crimson Rose
From the moment he started speaking, Huo Zhengqing took the crimson rose from his mouth and gently held it in his hand.
But in fact, as soon as Huo Zhihuo appeared on the stage, everyone noticed this bright rose flower.
Although Huo Zhengqing didn't say it clearly, no one had any doubt that this was the crimson rose destined to become the center of attention, simply because, with its vitality and eye-catching presence, it was by no means an ordinary flower. can have.
This bright flower, even though it has no roots or soil, still seems to have just been moistened by dew, exuding fresh vitality that cannot be ignored.
Everyone¡¯s eyes are focused on this flower, as if, at this moment, it is the protagonist.
Yes, it is indeed the protagonist.
This flower is the spark that started the war, and it seems to be the reason why Huo Zhengqing is standing here now.
More importantly, it is the mission target of the Night Butterfly Thieves.
Everything points to this quiet flower.
What kind of magic power does it have?!
Huo Zhihuo was still immersed in memories. His two slender fingers gently pinched the stem of the crimson rose, as if it were his most beloved treasure. He did not dare to overdo it and could not bear to blaspheme, "I was shocked, I didn't Thinking that a flower can actually talk, although it seems that this kind of thing is not strange in the star world.
But what I didn¡¯t expect was that it could actually bring me strength.
The Crimson Rose told me that it is willing to help complete all of this, complete everything I want to do, even
Of course, in this world, no matter what you do, you have to pay a price.
A promise without price can only show that it is a scam.
So, as a condition for helping me, I have to pay a certain price.
I didn¡¯t hesitate, or even listened to its conditions, so I agreed directly.
Yes, what should I hesitate about? For a person who has chosen to die, everything I have, including my life, is just something external to me.
"If Crimson Rose can fulfill my wish, what's the price? What's the difference even if I die again?" !
But, unlike what I thought, the price Crimson Rose asked me to pay was very simple.
It said, the only thing I need to do is to live, and then always have this hopeful heart.
As long as my hope remains alive, when my wish here is fulfilled, someone will come to pick me up.
They will be my companions in destiny!
So, with the help of Crimson Rose, I became a god!
Those who don¡¯t obey me, I will end their sad and wrong lives, and then I will give them new life!
Those who leave without authorization will be retrieved from their lost ways, and I will give them new life!
"Those who die without permission, I will sacrifice their lost lives, and then I will give them new life!"
The person I love will always love me and will never choose the wrong person!
I will use all my power to change this crazy world and make it full of hope!
Even if you do whatever it takes, you will do whatever it takes!
Look, this is my rule. "
Speaking of this, Huo Zhengqing suddenly waved his hand.
At the same time, something shocking happened. All the Flower Corpse Men, including the previous generation sect master, suddenly knelt down on the ground and worshiped in unison, "Master!"
Then, Huo Ziwei also raised her head and kissed Huo Zhengqing on the lips, lingering and ecstatic.
"What on earth did you do?" Looking around at all this, staring at the long and lingering kiss between the two people, almost gritting his teeth, Huo Zhihuo spit out these few words.
"What did you do? Give me a new life. I should make it clear.
The so-called rebirth, you can understand it this way, means that the old life ends and the new life begins. "Huo Zhengqing held Huo Ziwei in his arms and said nonchalantly.
"You" Huo Zhihuo was completely speechless.
¡°That is to say, you kill them, including your master.
Then, use the ability of this crimson rose to resurrect them and become puppets controlled by you? Just like a necromancer. "Chen Xiaoming interjected. He has been very strange since just now. These flower corpses, including Huo Ziwei, are obviously different individuals, but their souls seem to be the same, and there is no difference between different souls at all.
In fact, this is what Chen Xiaoming has always saidOne reason why they fled without launching a counterattack. As a soul apostle, based on his understanding of souls, he judged that this should be a copied soul. Although he didn't understand the specific method, he knew that if the soul's original body was not destroyed, no matter how many of these replicators were killed, it would be useless.
Therefore, at that time, it was extremely unwise to waste your power on these resurrected flower corpses.
Although running away is ugly, it is really the only way.
Hearing Chen Xiaoming's inference, Huo Zhengqing showed his first smile. With his delicate face, he looked very elegant, "You are quite smart, much better than my genius brother. But I don¡¯t like your wording. I¡¯ve heard of necromancers, what a dirty existence they are. Although they may look similar to you, they are completely different!
Maybe you won¡¯t understand that they control the body of the deceased, but I control and protect the soul of the deceased.
What I give is eternal life.
Do you know what the flower language of the crimson rose is? I just want to be with you.
What maintains our connection is not something as superficial and dirty as undead magic, but love, the bond of love.
Love is the most energetic existence. Love is the only eternity in this world.
They are resurrected because of love, and they live forever because of love.
They are no longer vulgar and inferior human beings, but beautiful rose elves, the embodiment of love.
So, if you insist, you can call me the Rose Goddess.
Call them, angels of love. Huo Zhengqing said, turned around, looked into Huo Ziwei's eyes affectionately, and said again, "Ziwei, I just want to be with you. Even death cannot curse our hearts that will always be together."
The Crimson Rose gives us hope. As long as we still have love, nothing can tear us apart. Zuo Tan can't, he Huo Zhihuo can't, and this ugly world can't either.
If anyone dares to have such delusions, we will kill him, okay? "
"You" Huo Zhihuo was speechless and didn't want to talk anymore.
This kind of blow is really too big. I haven¡¯t returned home for many years. When I come back, I find that all my family members are dead and even turned into zombies. Without his own consciousness, he can only let his body be manipulated at will.
Pain, hatred, despair, fear!
Self-blame, sadness, heartbreak, and desolation!
Huo Zhihuo couldn't care anymore. He didn't want to listen anymore and didn't dare to listen anymore. He was afraid that he would really collapse.