Ding Meng found that he had become accustomed to such cheering and worship.

The hero, the savior, and the king, all the praise he thinks is what he deserves.

He didn't remember how many beasts he killed, or how many days he spent here.

He was drunk at night, running around during the day, and then accepted the cheers of the mountains and the tsunami, which made him feel that this was the life he wanted.

Days just passed by day by day.

After killing another monster, Ding Meng returned to the camp exhaustedly, cheering wildly as always, this time Ding Meng was really tired. Even if Syndra offered the wine, he found that he couldn't drink some of it.

But in the face of crazy and enthusiastic admirers, he didn't want to let them see the weak side of the hero in his mind. He laughed and drank with them while holding a glass of wine.

Ding Meng is definitely not a heavy drinker, he is also drunk. But a big hero cannot be drunk in front of others.

He found an excuse, quietly came to a place where there was no one, opened his mouth, and vomited with a "wow".

The vomiting internal organs are almost coming out. Then he tiredly supported the uncle to restore his energy as soon as possible.

Uncomfortable, uncomfortable from head to stomach.

Sometimes the life of a hero is not very good...

Suddenly, he thought of something, and his body trembled.

There was a complicated expression on his face, even some fear. He strode back to the camp.

"Holy savior, please accept our worship again." When I saw Ding Meng come back. Syndra said loudly.

"Wait." Ding Meng interrupted him: "I have a question, where do your wine and food come from?"

The muscles on Syndra's face twitched: "Holy savior, this is of course we collected to honor you."

"Have you collected so much?" Ding Meng squinted his eyes: "You are Cesia's slaves. You are enslaved by her every day and night. Can you still have so much wine and food?"

"Ah, actually this is Cecia's..."

"Cesia's?" Ding Meng smiled: "For so many days, I still don't know where Cesia's lair is. Syndra, take me to see."

"I, I don't know." Syndra began to panic: "She is very cunning and never let us know where her lair is. So I can't take you there."

Ding Meng smiled more cunningly: "36 monsters. You know exactly where each monster is, but you don't know where Xia's lair is? There is one thing that I find very strange, really very very strange. Cesiya clearly doesn't belong to this world, she has obviously been killed by me. But why is she resurrected again. Why does she appear in this world again?"

Syndra took a step back unknowingly...

"It's a nice night." The noise around has quieted down. Ding Meng stretched his waist: "Becoming a hero and gaining tremendous unmatched power is also a kind of desire. I have been on guard. But I neglected this. I want to be a hero like Adelaide. , I want to have the power of Adelaide, this is the greatest desire in my heart. So since I came in, I have been controlled by such desire. Isn’t it, Desire Angel Sasm?"

Syndra smiled, he waved his hand, and suddenly everything around him disappeared.

Those human beings, those creatures, those fine wines and delicacies have disappeared.

It disappeared without a trace, clean.

Ding Meng sighed, he knew he was right.

When stepping into this level, he kept thinking about the way Sasm, the angel of desire, would use to confuse himself. Beauty? Or money? These were all used by someone before, and Ding Meng knew how to deal with it.

But he did not expect that Sasm would use such a method.

As soon as he came up, he let himself kill the angel of temptation Cesia easily, making himself think that he had great power. Then these so-called prisoners appeared. They begged themselves, using their sympathy and desire for power to kill each of them.

They cheered for themselves and let themselves be treated like a king.

And this is what most men desire in their hearts...

Sassm succeeded. He successfully trapped himself in his world, made himself forget the mission, and completely lost himself in strength and power.

Similar to what I experienced in the City of Dreams.

And Sassm succeeded, it can even be said to be a huge success.

Ding Meng was completely lost.

Fortunately, he woke up in time.

"Sindra"'s body began to change. The bigger and bigger, the bigger and bigger, I am Sasm, the angel of desire. For so many years, no one can wake up from my world. Everyone is immersed in the desire for power, money, and beauty. In the end, they can only die in despair. And you actually woke up? How did you wake up? "

"It's actually very simple." Ding Meng smiled: "Living such a life every day is also bored. I find that I am bored a long time ago. Suspicion. It’s just that as soon as this suspicion appeared, it was rejected by myself. I said to myself, no, this is the life I want, and I need to live such a life. Until just now..."

Until just now, Ding Meng was drunk and vomiting. It was absolutely uncomfortable. When the body was tortured, the doubts that existed in the heart naturally appeared.

So many things that he didn't dare and didn't want to face in the past came to mind.

"Well, a very simple reason." Sasm thought about it seriously, and then nodded: "In fact, my world can often be solved as long as there are simple and innocent ideas. But many people think it is true. It’s too complicated, and they don’t want to face these problems directly. You are fine, you have cracked my world."

"What about next?" Ding Meng asked, tilting his head: "What should I do next?"

Susm's face suddenly appeared surprised: "What are you going to do? Are you ready to fight with me? I don't want to fight. You are tired of this life, and I am also tired of fighting. Goodbye, Ding Meng."

Goodbye, Ding Meng.

This is what Sasm, the angel of desire, said to him.

"Goodbye." Ding Meng smiled: "I don't want to ask Butcher Adler what he said to you, but I am really tired of fighting, so goodbye."

"But waiting for you is another even more terrifying fallen angel. I hope you can have good luck!"

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