Chapter 20: Okay, I'm going to expand again - my name...Lucif!

ps1: Five thousand words are given... By the way, people are dragging the number of words and plots, why do I think I am too tight... This is not possible, this chapter can be turned into two chapters... Forget it, I will talk less, but it is indeed... there is no good or evil, there is only the reason for everyone to fight for it...

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To Caesar's surprise, the incarnation of the reversal impulse did not deliberately hide. After the Heavenly King walked around the entire town, a powerful mental fluctuation came from the center of the town. This is the Zhan Shu.

This seems to be a school... Caesar opened the door and walked slowly on the road. Due to the relatively developed economy, Silent Hill even had its own primary school. This is the fact that he knew, and he is here to fight now, so-

"I like this school very much, it's a pity to demolish it." Caesar whispered, "I won't come out yet, are you waiting for me to demolish the house?"

"Oh, the body is like a symbiotic vine. I entangled on your big tree, absorbing nutrients and strengthening strength, and finally waited for the day to occupy the magpie's nest." The fog and the faint moonlight were replaced by decadent red light. The body in the dark slowly appeared, with a face similar to Caesar but never the same as Caesar, because this person looked too evil, wearing a decent black dress, an elegant smile, and a reverse impulse bowed slightly towards Caesar, "I finally waited for the day to dance with you, the body."

...It's so disgusting.

Caesar shivered vaguely, and was twitched by the reversal impulse in front of him.

He suddenly remembered the inexplicable words in the novel written by Heimao. He was confused and looked handsome and actually sounded stupid. Or was it a kind of exaggerated rhetoric in the drama? No... I think it was like a disease.

Be cured.

Caesar jumped up, and the dragon-slashing sword shone backwards, and the green light and long sky stabbed towards the mentally ill: "Jump with your mother!"

"No! No!" The reversal impulse and his feet soared into the sky, allowing Caesar's stabbing. The king suddenly turned around, but saw under the silver moon, he actually stretched out a wide bat wing, and the black wings were flowing with blood-red magic patterns, outlining the power of blood. "The barbarian without love cannot save the world! Because this ruthless world can only be influenced by love!"

...Although the lunatic in front of me probably has nothing to do with me, I still feel... so embarrassing.

Is this dog bastard really a demon born from my soul? Is it really my reversal impulse! No matter how you look at the lines in the clouds and mists, they are all a pervert who is completely helpless... Well, how should I describe him?

"Elegance... Do you know elegance? Kill gracefully, drink blood gracefully, and mating gracefully, keep gracefully, be born gracefully, and die gracefully... No matter what, keep the demeanor of the nobleman of the Night!" The second man opened his arms and looked intoxicated, "Don't understand... Elegance is a belief, and it is something that no love barbarians can never understand!"

"I'm graceful with your face." Caesar retracted his sword and stepped on the ground. The stone slabs were broken into countless gravels and floating up. Caesar bounced his fingers and rushed towards the sky with great acceleration. He formed a whistling barrage and rushed towards the reversal impulse like a sky-high sky. The second guy laughed with a laugh, and his wings rolled up a violent hurricane to block the invasion of the stones: "If this is the case, I can't beat me, Caesar! Because I am a bloodthirsty noble, a killing artist, and a master of sexology!"

...As sure, although we used tricks to build a battlefield to confront the confrontation, the reversal impulse was...

It’s true that you should kill it quickly... It’s better to kill it quickly... It’s better to kill it quickly!

For some reason, the power of the dragon roar lost its effect in the spiritual space, but the dragon roar that commands material is indeed different from the spirit. However, the Saint Seiya kills people. The King snorted coldly, pulled his hands, and purple flames rose, condensed into a Styx's gun with purple light flowing: "Do you come down by yourself, or will I help you down?"

"Sure enough, no matter how you hate fighting, you still have to pick up your weapons in the end. Is this my fate?" The mentally ill standing on the roof slowly restrained a pair of bat wings. He pulled his hands away, and the blood-colored magic light turned into a spear, exactly the same as Caesar's. His hand with white gloves held the gun bar and pointed the sharp edge at the king. The second guy showed an unpleasant smile on his face, "Then my old enemy, my body, the cause and effect of my birth, remember my name, my name, Lucifer!"

"..." Caesar's expression was extremely subtle, "I seem to understand something..."

"You know too much!" Lucifer spread his wings and whizzed down, "Let me taste it!"

"Taste your uncle." Caesar said coldly, taking a step forward, the spear roared out, breaking quickly with force. The spear tip was nimble on the other party's gun stick. In addition to the unparalleled dragon power, there was also purple flame that destroyed the body and burned the soul, tangled upwards. However, Lucifer sneered slightly, and the red light of the war gun suddenly appeared in his hand, and the murderous intent at the tip of the gun suddenly burst out. In the murderous intent like a wave, a cold light broke through Caesar's throat. Caesar flashed to the right, and at the same time, he walked forward incorrectly. The battle gun slid upwards against the other party's gun stick.

The two suddenly separated, and Lucifer rose into the sky again and looked down: "It's worthy of being you... the essence."

"You're also interesting." Caesar dispersed Zi Yan, "It's a reversal impulse, so it has nothing to do with my soul, so it has not inherited my combat experience and techniques. So... can you do this just by killing instinct?"

"So what? Stupid creatures are foolish, practicing combat skills and meditating magic, and don't know how many infinite possibilities are hidden in the so-called instinct... Caesar, I am both the demon of the dragon roar and the incarnation of instinct. After all, it is part of you. I have a space for survival in killing, healing the pain in drinking blood, and continuing my own existence in the fiery mating... This is the taste of living." Lucifer opened his hand with an intoxicated look on his face, then smiled evilly, "But how can you, who suppresses your instinct, live for others?"

"It's just a demon, so much nonsense." Caesar sneered, "Do you know what the demon's fate will be?"

"Of course I know." Lucifer smiled, "disappear, disappear, and disappear. Become a tool for the strong to firmly support his heart, a stepping stone to the peak, and a proof of becoming stronger... This is the fate that you and Tagueo gave me... Do you know, Caesar."

The incarnation of the impulse turned cold in an instant: "I hate your high-ranking attitude. Even if you stand on the earth and I fly in the sky, your eyes are contempt and looking down, as if my defeat is just a matter of course..."

"The enemies who stand in front of me will die, and I will never lose." Caesar smiled grimly, "What are you? The helpless cry of the betrayal dog, or should you try to cause trouble to me and do your duty for your identity?"

"You will soon know what I am." Lucifer regained his happy posture, "I am... the instinct of the ancient flange hidden in your blood! Is it the instinct of the first human who can fight angels and demons, or the high abilities of the new human developed after the great catastrophe... I really want to know."

"Humans are not beasts, instincts, etc.... You should keep them for food yourself." Caesar loosened his muscles and bones, "You weak pussy."

"It turns out that he is a barbarian. The dog cannot spit out ivory." Lucifer chuckled, "It's vulgar and outrageous."

"When you see people, you will talk nonsense." Caesar replied with a pure middle finger, "Do you know? Let you pretend to be sophisticated and pretended to be angry, but one of my few fun."

A cold light flashed in Lucifer's eyes. The next moment, he had already arrived in front of Caesar. Two swords were put together. The Thunder King turned his head and smiled: "Better to me, you guy is more like a beast. He does things by instinct and is not funny..."

"Shut up! I have my own consciousness and existence!" Lucifer suddenly roared, which scared Caesar. He didn't expect that his unintentional words could actually cause the enemy to lose their composure - although I don't know why, the Saints all have the excellent qualities of being arrogant. The king said, "Our consciousness and existence? What are you kidding? Aren't you the inner demon I produced? Without me, which onion are you?"

"With you, I will be free!" Lucifer laughed wildly, "Free! Free! Do you know the weight of this word!"

"I don't know, but I think you should run." The two swords intertwined, purple and red light entangled, and Caesarsen sneered, "This is the world of the spirit, our strength depends on the strength of the spiritual power, and you, reversing the impulse... I have been suppressed by me in the sea of ​​spirit, and when I reach the world where the spirit is manifested, do you think I have won me??"

"Don't be so confident... Thunder King." Lucifer's sword stabbing quickly. Under his fierce murderous intent, each sword was of great standard. The instinct of killing had already judged the offensive one by one, and there was almost no need to think about it. The instinct would have made a choice to fight. "The blood of the strong must be extremely delicious... Humph, I have to say that Tagueo's dragon roar is too powerful. The bloodthirsty instinct may create a night race that feeds on blood. This is just the effect of a dragon roar called "Hunger"..."

"...What are you doing to say this? You'll die soon." Caesar waves back, and each sword was facing tit-for-tat, and the invisible wave of air suddenly spread, blowing the walls shaking. "Let's discuss, you, a fool who is a reversal and impulse heart demon but longs for so-called freedom..."

"What do you know! What do you know!" Lucifer roared, "How can you understand my mood because of fate?"

"What's wrong? I should be the one who was tortured by you." Caesar said strangely, "You are wronged on the contrary... Hey, although it's a reversal impulse, you should be reasonable at least!"

"If one day, you are given the existence of consciousness by an old dragon, and then you know that your existence is just another whetstone of existence, you are just a whetstone to sharpen the mind of a strong man. No matter how hard you try, no matter how strong you become, you are just a tool, a stepping stone on the road to kings. If so, answer my question, Caesar!" Lucifer's eyes were filled with tears and shouted loudly, "Do you accept it! Do you accept it! You - obey - no - obey!!"

He used force in his hand, and Caesar was pushed back hard, slipping back dozens of meters. Lucifer spread his wings and rushed up quickly. The long sword spiraled like a wheel, and countless sword lights fell down: "I tell you! I don't accept it! What is fate! My own choice is fate! You told Iliad that the power of the Impermanence of Things is here, so I will tell you today that no one can really conquer anything. People cannot do it, and fate cannot do it, because it is time that things change, so we - we are our own masters!"

The blood lights in the sky were intertwined, and the red vortex absorbed the rolling murderous aura, the bloodthirsty impulse and the desire to kill. The desire was combined into one, and a blood-red sword light slashed through the air, turning Lucifer's anger into an invincible sword light.

However, a golden light flashed across Caesar's left hand, and faintly, the sword-shaped mark on the back of his left hand emitted a golden light. The king smiled slightly, and the hand wrapped in the golden light penetrated the bloody sword light, and directly grasped Lucifer's sword: "Well said, but it doesn't make any sense. Because the King of Japan is not here to discuss the issue of fate with you..."

"Because I have only one purpose for coming here, that is to defeat you, and you will lose, because I am stronger than you." Caesar held Lucifer's slash, pushed him back with both hands, and pushed him back several steps, and the sharp edge approached with an overwhelming attitude. Caesar looked straight into Lucifer's eyes and smiled, "Because I am stronger than you, whether it is strength or will, whether it is fate or mission, I am the crown prince of the Temple of War. I am destined to bear the burden that you will never understand. I have many, many treasures you disdain but I regard as life's treasures, which is the reason why I am better than you."

"And you!" Caesar's body shone with a golden glow, "Reversal impulse, my inner demon, the ridiculous so-called instinct, and the pathetic nothingness will become a footnote on my destiny, a tiny footnote."

The golden light shining in Caesar's eyes was imprinted into Lucifer's eyes without any omission. The incarnation of the reverse impulse was in a daze, and then his emotions were replaced by sorrow and rage. He let out a roar and gained the upper hand again.

"No! Maybe! Okay!" Lucifer shouted, "Because I can realize my existence! I am the body of free spirit! I will never be your footnote! Because of this fate... I will never admit it!"

"You are not forever!" Athena's spiritual power came, although it was not large in number, but it was enough to become a weight to destroy the balance. Caesar pushed his power to ten, and the spiritual resonance power of spiral advance broke through Lucifer's defense line. The sword in his right hand took advantage of the momentum to press. In between three moves, Lucifer was punched into the house behind him. Roaring, a row of buildings collapsed, and the weak figure of the loser appeared. Caesar waved the sword and his murderous aura rose wildly. He said coldly, "This is your persistence, but unfortunately, the weak can never change anything."

"Do you just want to win like this..." Lucifer stood up shakingly, his eyes turned into bloody red, "You have to overcome the inner demon and go further, and I want to live freely and freely... Can't you really change your destiny!"

"I don't know, however, only this is not to be relented." Caesar walked towards Lucifer. "I want to defeat the reversal impulse, you want to overcome the destined fate, but miracles are gifts to the stubborn. If you want to change your fate... then do it yourself."

"As it said... I hate your arrogant attitude!" Lucifer roared wildly, and the great sword in his hand slashed towards Caesar, "Is it so difficult to treat me as an equal opponent? Even if it is an enemy, is it so difficult to give me even a little recognition! I just want to break this damn fate, whether it is success or failure, you have to resist... And what else have you done except treating me as a clown who will surely fail and a vulnerable enemy! Answer me Caesar!"

"I care about you to die!" Caesar shouted, "If you want it, go get it yourself! If you can get it, you will win!"

"You never know what I want..." Lucifer shook his head and smiled, sad, "But these are meaningless. Remember? Tagueo told you that you cannot look at every life equally, which is your shortcomings. You are limited to this small place in the north, you regard your subjects as brothers, but deep in your heart, you always regard other human beings as dispensable ants. This is the reason for your success and the origin of your failure... Because as long as it is life, there is a nature to pursue freedom and resist fate, and in the name of freedom, the glory of life can inevitably change everything..."

"So... even if the hope is slim, there is still hope. Since there is hope, I will bet on everything and see the final outcome." Lucifer closed his eyes, and a strange red light wrapped around his body. Then the red glow shot out into the sky, dispelling the fog and swelling straight into the sky, dyeing the silver moon into blood. "King of Thunder, the battle between us has just begun, because the lost gambler... dares to suppress anything!"

In Caesar's shocked gaze, Lucifer gradually turned into a blood-colored magic light and merged into this world. The cold and quiet hill visible to the naked eye gradually began to deteriorate. The blood moon was shrouded in the bloody aura, as if it had become a Shura field in an instant, the space of death - the Evernis Tree came from his ears in a panic shouting: "Mr. Caesar! That spiritual power is blending with the spiritual veins! I... I can't stop him! Oh my God! How could there be such a freak!"

In the real world, in the valley where the spiritual veins are located, a huge and strange spiritual power suddenly spread, instantly sweeping across the entire Silent Hill, forming a hemispherical mental shield, covering the entire town...

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