0p0 Chapter 521
Chapter 521
Main universe, Borges planet.
Xiao Er almost thought he was going to be eaten, and the taste in his mouth was really bad.
Under Maha's disdainful gaze, Xiao Ku hurriedly dragged his brother who had escaped death to wash himself.
Grimd said that his other self did not locate his position, and he also knew from the contact that the more complete self had been contracted.
Grimmd now doesn't want to go back even more. Being in prison here with Maha is more free, while being in prison over there is pure imprisonment, and you still have to disobey orders...
He's the Chaos God, doesn't he have any dignity?! He just made a contract with Tregear like that!
After a thrilling day, Xiao Ku also prepared the roast chicken that Grimd wanted to eat. His life-sized golden vertical pupils stared at the somewhat silent Maha.
Maha, with his head propped up, couldn't help but look up and meet the blinking eyes of the vertical pupil. Now, it was time to feed the pet...
Maha fed Grimm's table with roasted chicken. Grimm's had enough, but he wanted to wait for the ceremony to let him go back to his nest.
Although they had had fun and had fun, there was a sense of loneliness after the excitement, and Maha no longer had the interest to tease Grimd.
Maha raised the black back of his hand and casually kissed the pupil on the back of his hand. Grimd's golden vertical pupil also returned to the back of Maha's hand.
Maha behind the door naturally also saw the blue and red figures, but they were destined to stand on opposite sides and fight to the death.
He only hopes that the bright blue moon will be safe and sound forever...
The purple-red door opened, and Maha appeared on the moon, looking at the aqua-blue planet, the Earth.
Perhaps when people are quiet, they will feel a little homesick. The dark giant sitting on the gray-white moon is gazing at the land of China.
The pain from having his right arm severed had not yet completely subsided, or perhaps it was because of the Blue Tribe's characteristics that even Grimm's powerful recovery ability could not completely ignore his body's sensitivity to pain.
It’s true, when I’m alone, I miss home.
The collection of darkness and resentment appeared in the form of a dark blue phantom, gathering around Maha, and he was also watching everything in the battle ahead.
The soul that controls this body has no murderous intent or ill will towards those messengers of light... Maha, what on earth are you thinking about?
"What is my Maha looking at~" The collection of resentment blocked Maha's dazed vision.
"Look at the Earth, it's beautiful." Maha stretched out his hand and pulled apart the collective, blocking the blue in his eyes.
"Unfortunately, on this beautiful planet, there exist the most fickle humans..."
"Have you ever heard the saying that the only things that cannot be looked directly at are the sun and the human heart?" Maha's rhetorical question interrupted the philosophical thoughts of the Collective of Resentment.
"My Maha, how can the human heart compare to the sun." The collective of resentment thought of the figure in the red cloak and the extremely dazzling sun.
"Human hearts cannot tolerate other people's dreams and beauty... Those disputes will never stop." The collective black and gold claws gently touched Maha's face.
"Where there are people, there will naturally be conflict. The human heart can be dark and gloomy, or it can be infinitely bright. Because of this, fragile humans have walked towards the light in chaos. Isn't this a wonderful progress?"
"There is a country on Earth that has been at war for at least five thousand years, and every time it has established peace and light for its homeland through bloody battles."
"One or two hundred years from now, amidst the darkness of national destruction and genocide, they rebuilt a new home with their flesh and blood."
"Humanity's courage and fearlessness in tearing through the darkness, the light of humanity that continues to advance is truly as dazzling as the sun."
The collective of resentment seemed to see the war in its darkest hour, bloody, ruthless, and painful... However, each figure never regretted dying for that bright red flag.
"This is human..." The dark collective suddenly fell into deep thought. That bright red was just like his sun, but... those humans all stood beside the sun in the end.
"This is human." Maha looked at the dark collective beside him. The Ultra Universe inside naturally could not accommodate those endlessly pessimistic philosophical thoughts.
"They, why..." Why are they so determined and not afraid that the sun will abandon them... The dark collective whispered softly.
"Half of your destiny is in your own hands. Change your thinking. Why do you want to catch up with the sun, instead of thinking that the sun must have you?"
Maha leaned against the rock wall of the moon with his hands under his head, and looked at the beautiful aquamarine planet with his narrow scarlet eyes.
"The sun must be with me... The sun chose them, and they will follow the sun..." the dark collective murmured.
Maha curled the corners of his mouth and thought, as long as he was happy, it would be fine. Before Maha could get some sleep, he was woken up and faced the magnified scarlet eye lights of the dark collective.
"Then how can I make the sun be obsessed with me?" The Dark Collective thought a lot. He rejected the idea of using the power of darkness to control Taro. However, he, who was in the light, was also unable to make Taro be obsessed with him! ?
"...For example, when you were alive, if you kissed him, he would definitely be with you." Maha couldn't help but hold his forehead, his train of thought had obviously been led astray by him without him noticing.
"Maha!" The dark collective was stunned for a moment, feeling a little embarrassed and annoyed. What was he talking about! That kind of thing, how could it be possible!
"What's wrong with that? The Red Tribe's education relies on nothing but fists. You are from the Blue Tribe, so just achieve your goal." Maha was forced to sit up and looked at the dark collective who were suddenly agitated.
The Dark Collective finally fell silent. Even though he didn't want to admit it, his thoughts had already simulated what Maha said...
"So you've done it?" The dark collective suddenly grasped a key point and grabbed Maha's wrist.
"I've never kissed my relatives." The dark collective breathed a sigh of relief. Theoretically speaking, this body was also his.
Then, under the gaze of the scarlet eyes of the dark collective, Maha kissed the golden vertical pupil on the back of his hand that was listening to the whisper, rolled his pupils, met the eyes of the dark collective, and blinked.
"Grimde..."
The Dark Collective gnashed its teeth as it pronounced the Chaos God's name. No wonder, when it first approached Grimmd to join forces to kill Maha, it was rejected...
"How can you kiss me so casually... Maha." The dark collective felt that this was challenging his nerves, even though he was already dead...
"He's quite useful as a summoned beast." Maha said, "Is there any need to be so angry? He doesn't have any trump cards right now. The best thing is that Grimmd doesn't make a fuss and is willing to cooperate."
"No! My Maha, didn't you come here for Torrekia? How can you not listen to me?" The dark collective calmed down a little and covered Grimd's eyes with his hands.
"mother……"
"Well, isn't Tregear right next to Taro? Didn't you see him too?" Maha quickly stopped addressing him. It was a close call... He almost got caught. Was it because he saw Tregear...
"I am Tregear..." The dark collective grabbed Maha's hand, and its scarlet eyelights stared at Maha, who looked like a replica of the Blue Phantom.
If he heard correctly, Maha's first words were about a tomb? Aren't the remains of Borges in Maha's hands?