And in front of its compatriots, there are a group of completely different existences, roughly similar in structure to them, but with hair and flesh and blood, they are talking violently, and then violently attacking their small skeleton compatriots.

The little skeleton looked at the group of different beings, and endless disgust, hatred, and greed surged in his heart.

Kill them!

Eat them!

Destroy them!

These three emotions occupied all two of the small skeleton in an instant-a strong heart of jealousy inexplicably rushed to the small skeleton's heart, but the small skeleton resisted it, and it forcibly resisted, these impulses and what it has experienced. Loneliness is nothing compared to it.

However, the small skeleton has also found a different point. Compared with those skeletons, its own bones actually show a clear and extremely **** color. When it looks back-looks, the **** world slowly follows the path it has traveled. With its pace, it has assimilated the color world.

Suddenly, a roaring individual flew out of the existence that disgusted him. He screamed and came to the small skeleton, ignoring the other skeletons behind him. The small skeleton tilted his head and looked at the individual carefully, thinking Know why he is different from yourself.

"Ah Wow, Scarvey!"

He roared at the language that Little Skeleton couldn't understand. Little Skeleton saw that he had the ability to communicate, and he was happy right now.

It used the way of communicating with other bones to communicate with this existence, but as if it could not be heard, the other party held something in the shape of a long handle and chopped it on its shoulder.

"Don't

He mumbled other rhythms in his mouth, and the little skeleton was immediately envious. It would be nice if it could also make a sound like this. The existence continued to attack it, but no matter what kind of attack it received, the little skeleton remained motionless, because It felt that the other party had no way to get him.

Just stand like this-yes, the little skeleton feels that it can't communicate with this existence, so he shook his head and walked back to the Scarlet World.

This is a new discovery, no matter what, it has to tell other bones or other awakened people, because now it feels that it is weak in this world, and it feels uncomfortable every time it stays for an extra second.

suddenly

A long-handled-shaped object pierced its ribs from behind. The small skeleton looked down and grabbed the object with both hands and observed it carefully. This is something it has not found in the world since 2.

"

In the end, the small skeleton held the hilt and got a brand-new concept, which was a sword, but he couldn’t know more other than that, unless he could know more concepts related to the sword, and then strung it into- Line.

The skeleton turned his head and stared at the existence deeply for a long time, and slowly returned to the **** world. The moment of returning to the **** world, the sense of weakness disappeared instantly, and the skeleton felt that something he was missing was recovering. It began to think if it stayed in the color world for a long time, what would happen if the energy in its body disappeared?

The little skeleton doesn't know it, but it doesn't want to try it now) It looks back at this time, only to find that if you look at the color world from the blood world, everything in the color world stops.

everything

It all seemed to be dead.

"Um?"

Suddenly, the small skeleton found that the sword in his hand had turned into powder for some reason, and the powder turned into blue smoke and dissipated.

It all seemed to have been going up for a long time, but the small skeleton remembered every picture of the sword changing. The sword was first red, covered with a layer of dirt like particles, and then deformed and turned black.

The change of the sword can be said to be an instant, or it can be said that a long, long time has passed.

The little skeleton seemed to feel something, but couldn't think of why it came. Complete

"A moment is forever".

In the end, the little skeleton said something that even it felt inexplicable, and then continued to walk towards the unknown distance.

It has a premonition that if it wants to find "me", it must find a few other things, and its previous insights may be a condition for finding "me".

The little skeleton continued its journey, and soon it saw the sea of ​​blood again. This time it had no doubts and walked into the sea calmly, letting its consciousness fall into a deep sleep and moving forward by instinct.

Even if this sea of ​​blood takes eternal time to pass, it is just an instant to its consciousness.

The next second, the small skeleton came ashore.

He turned his head and looked at the vast sea of ​​blood. Although the sea of ​​blood was big and wide, it was blank and could not see the side, but it was not as big as its heart.

"Forward".

The little skeleton still murmured the word "forward", looking for the direction-and walking straight. If this blood-colored world has a margin, then it will find it sooner or later. If not, it will be just-instantaneous.

Sleeping consciousness is like dying completely, so the small skeleton now can be said to be dead, but it is indeed alive.

In the next moment, the small skeleton became conscious. He didn't know where he came. There was a bone in front of him, and that bone blocked it. This was the first awakening bone it had seen since crossing the sea of ​​blood.

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Consciousness came from that bone, and the skeleton nodded in response, not knowing what the purpose of this bone was.

"Are you here to pursue'me' too?"

The Awakening Bone in front of the skeleton asked so, and the skeleton continued to nod.

"Unexpectedly, there are still bones to come here."

The tone of the bone was full of vicissitudes and decay, and it was very unpleasant to hear the small skeleton.

"How long have you been away? Millions of years, tens of thousands of years, or hundreds of millions of years?

The bone asked so, it seemed that he was also a lost person on the way to seek "me".

"I have walked for 50 million years anyway, maybe hundreds of millions of years are not right, how much have I walked?

Seeing that the skeleton didn't answer, it confided to the skeleton and squatted down holding its skull, looking very painful.

"I want to lose consciousness, I really want to be completely destroyed, I can't go out, no matter how much I know now, I can't get out, this is eternal torture!!!

Which bone’s tone is sad and painful, the skeleton can understand its feelings, and it is the same when it crosses the sea of ​​blood for the first time.

"No, this torture was only a moment, and we all walked for only a moment.

The little skeleton was thoughtful, as if it had caught something. The bone heard what the little skeleton said, and fell silent, no matter how little the little skeleton talked to it, it was useless.

The little skeleton shook his head and continued to move forward. Its concept of time now has no breath, no minute, ---hour, no year, month and day, only a moment.

This moment and the next moment.

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It passed in a flash.