It’s Over! The Major General is Bent!

The teenager's finger was pressed on the lower half of his face, but he could not hide the light red traces that spread, and the slender phoenix that was exposed stared at Mute. It seems that it is alive, like the buds in the wasteland, the vitality in the desert, the fragmentation of the glacier, and instantly the young man turned from a delicate doll to a flesh and blood.

He looked at Mute, with a little helplessness and a loss in his eyes.

The strange feelings that he just uploaded from the person in front of him are things he did n’t know in his past ten years. He does n’t know what emotions. His contact with others is always just a short conversation. He does n’t know the fight. And a lifestyle other than making yourself stronger.

All he knew was the so-called human emotions learned from educational instruments.

Happy, painful, sad, angry, loving ... He knows the expression and language of all emotions, but he cannot understand why human beings have such things. After all, in his opinion, such things that affect judgment and combat effectiveness are all cumbersome.

"........."

The boy frowned. He lowered his eyes, his hands loosened, and he buckled down to the left of his chest.

He looked a little confused, frowning deeply.

After a short while, he raised his eyes again and looked at Mute.

"……what is this?"

He asked, snowy fingers clasping his chest.

He didn't know the reason, but he could feel that the things inside were different from the traces of the quietness of the past moving vividly at this moment, as if something was pouring out from the deepest part of the body, as if there was something he never knew Something awakened. The thick and sticky thing spread deep in his chest, a little hot, a little hot, and there was a strange and extremely dangerous feeling. There seemed to be something warning him in the underworld, that things could not be approached, Can't touch, once you touch it, you will lose your current self, and you will embark on an unknown road beyond his control.

...

But his fear of unknown risks and his sense of self-control could not restrain his instinct.

That seems to be the instinct of this soul.

This body and this soul are shaking violently, wanting to approach, want to touch, and want to grasp the unknown existence-

Mute looked at the flickering light around him. The starlight was flashing violently, and disappeared for a while.

"It seems that the psychological struggle is terrible ..."

He finished talking to himself so, looking up again at the young Troll who was standing there motionless and violent.

Finally, this major general who was unfamiliar to him was shaken. How could he give him a chance to find his sanity and restore his original indifference?

Therefore, Mute simply moved forward again.

The bright black eyes bent, like the arc of a crescent, and he smiled as he approached the young man's face, and suddenly he was a little overwhelmed when he approached him again, but he did not push it away from him. .

The next second, Mute's outstretched arms wrapped around Troll's neck, and he closed his eyes. This time, he took the initiative to kiss Troll's slightly opened lips.

Ah, good.

Because the gap between the heights of the two is now very small, Mute, who can easily kiss Troll's lips without struggling to step on his feet, thinks so inexplicably.

You have to know that if he wanted to take the initiative to kiss the major general, if the major general did not bow his head, he would not be able to kiss his feet.

Juvenile Troll stumbled for a moment, but the moment the lips and teeth touched, the familiar soft and warm emotion flowed again slowly, and penetrated into the heart.

He can feel the breath that surrounds his chest, the warmth transmitted from this person melts into his body, his blood, and even the depths of his soul.

The fine eyelashes dangled, and the shadow fell on the dark blue eyes settled by the boy. The frozen blade seemed to be melting. He hugged Mute around his neck, showing a soft look. He was already drunk in the kiss at the moment.

Troll can feel the feelings flowing from the man in his arms. He doesn't know what it is and how to describe it, but it is strong and thorough, as if he was standing under the night sky and falling on him. Starlight.

The darkness is still darkness, but there is something different.

A sweet and intoxicating touch that I have never experienced in my past life ... It seems to paralyze all rational drugs and destroy all his struggles in an instant. At this moment, I just want to deepen this sweetness. The breath is drawn to the deepest part of his body.

Troll thought he might already understand why he felt dangerous before.

This warm and sweet atmosphere will make you crazy when you are addicted.

Once you have it, you just want to grab it tightly and lock it tightly to your side.

After you get it, you can no longer imagine the possibility of loss-

The mute who kissed him opened his eyes, and the dark eyes reflected his blue eyes, as if melting the two colors together and indulging into the quiet depths of the sea.

The black eyes were slightly curved, with a smile, it seemed a bit unclear whether it was provocative or provocative.

"……【what is this?】"

Mute looked at Troll, repeating what Troll had said a while ago, with a little hard forefinger on her right hand, poking at Troll's chest.

"Do you know now?"

The flickering surroundings didn't know when to stop flashing, it didn't light up, it was still the color of night, but the night at this moment was very different from the night before.

It seems to be a soft light from the darkness, which gently envelops people, and some small fluorescent spots flutter in the night, shimmering.

Juvenile Troll stared at the person in front of him, his dark blue pupil seemed to glow in the night, and the inorganic glass beads showed the beautiful luster of blue gemstones at this moment.

He said, "You lie."

"Hey?"

"You said you were my friend." Troll stared at Mute, repeating again, "you lied."

The flowing deep feelings and attachments are not something that a friend should have.

"... It's not too sudden, you can't accept it."

Mute whispered like a complaint.

"If it weren't for you now, I wouldn't be able to do it."

Mute stopped when he said that, he was suddenly a little sad.

He still remembers the first time when he was truly harmonious, the emotions that surged from the spirit body of the major general were like the flood of a dyke, like the surging waves.

The man's love was so terrible, so strong that he couldn't bear it. The emotion was insanely instigated, which made him almost collapse at the time.

But just now, he didn't feel anything ...

A slightly cool finger brushed between Mute's eyebrows, Mute raised her eyes, and stared deep into his eyes with the boy.

Troll held his cheek with his index finger in the middle of his horn, and rubbed his thumb lightly across his brow. Then the teenager's face came over, kissed the corner of his eyes, kissed his forehead again, rubbed his fingertips in Mute's hair.

The boy felt Mute's low mood, like the same cub, trying to comfort him in a slightly awkward way.

Mute couldn't help laughing.

He raised his hand and rubbed the major general's ear.

The teenager-like major general looked at him, and seemed to instinctively want to hide, but resisted again, and obediently let him grab his ears. Although his thin lips seemed to be a little unwilling, he still did not move or did Speaking, just a pair of Phoenix eyes looked at him.

Mute, who had been bullied and oppressed by the large cold beast at every turn, looked at the cub that obediently tossed him in front of him, and his mood suddenly improved.

It is rare to see such a major general.

He thought so, and then began to think.

The reason why he entered the spiritual world of the major general was because according to previous experiments, those spiritual bodies-the so-called souls-would disappear in the process of forcibly converting human beings into Gamma. So in the end, even if the body's genes were converted to Gamma, it became a vegetative without a soul, or a dementia without a mind.

That is to say, in this process, the human spiritual body will be greatly impacted, torn or shattered, and he now enters the major general's spiritual world in order to avoid this. The unknown impact comes At that time, the spirit body of the major general was protected from damage.

But what puzzled Mute is that the spiritual world has always been calm. He doesn't feel any signs of malice or instability, nor does he feel the power to attack here.

Since he entered here, everything is peaceful and nothing has happened ...

…………

Mute was thinking about it, and suddenly his forehead was slightly flicked.

He looked back, and just happened to see Troll come together, and seemed to want to kiss his lips again.

"Wait, wait."

He hurried his head and avoided.

The first kiss was to awaken the major general's emotions. If he continues to indulge in the emotional blend, if anything happens suddenly, he will react badly.

The boy stared at him, his eyebrows narrowed, and an unpleasant look appeared.

"Not right now, because something important ..."

Mutter was interrupted halfway.

"I want to kiss you."

The teenager stared at Mute, said simply, stubborn.

"The problem is now ..."

"I want to kiss you."

"........."

Mute held out his hands and held the teenager's face stubbornly looking at him.

"Be obedient." He said, softly like coaxing a temperament child, "You know, there is a problem now, and I'm here to solve this problem."

He coaxed him and said, "When the problem is solved, you can do whatever you want."

Staring at Mute for a moment, Troll spoke again.

"Can you do anything?"

He stared at Mute.

"Yes, anything."

Mute answered with a smile.

What he said had not yet fallen, and suddenly a little fluorescence flickered across his eyes, and a very shallow arc light was drawn in the night. This fluorescence attracted Mute's eyes for no reason. He looked at that little fluorescence from his Passing by.

He suddenly remembered that when he saw the teenager-like major general at first glance, he also faintly saw that one or two points of fluorescence spread from the major general. At that time, he thought it was just an illusion of light.

Just as he stared at the disappearance of the fluorescence, suddenly a little fluorescence came over, and he subconsciously followed the trace left by the fluorescence, and then he clearly saw that there was a little fine fluorescence from the major. The neck appeared and flew out.

It was almost as if the light spots had all escaped from the major general.

Mute felt something wrong, but he couldn't figure out what was wrong.

He thought hard, staring at the boy in front of him. The spot of light was not his illusion. He really saw a small one after another falling from the major general, then scattered away, and fluttered lightly in the night.

He looked up and saw countless tiny fluorescences scattered in the night. Those fluorescent spots fluttered in the air, like countless starlights, faint, some bright, all flickering in the dark.

If all that escaped from the major ...

Mute's shoulder trembled sharply.

What went wrong, he finally wanted to understand!

He looked down at the boy in front of him—clearly when he had just entered this spiritual world, the boy-like Troll was a little taller than him, but when he first kissed, he did n’t need to step on it You need to look up and kiss the major general's lips directly-that means Troll was already as tall as him at that time.

And now--

He needed to look down to meet the eyes of the younger Troll.

Major General's mental body has been young, starting before he entered here, and has never stopped!

A little more fluorescence came out of Troll's cheek and flew past Mutter's eyes. Mute reached out subconsciously and grabbed the fluorescent dot in his hand.

While grasping the fluorescent spot, his pupils were emptied for a moment.

…………

The dimly-lit lush forest, the vines entangled, and the huge mouth of the giant monster with a strange shape are just in sight.

The strength of the body was almost exhausted, breathing heavily.

Accumulated the last strength, struck hard, tore the monster in front of him fiercely, and put the blood on his face with his head smashed--

This is memory.

Mute, who was awake from the image that she just saw suddenly, held her little fluorescent hand and shook.

All these little fluorescence from Troll's body are all Troll's memories.

A man's spiritual body is composed of all the memories he has had since his consciousness.

The reason why Troll's mental body is young is that his memory is dissipated little by little.

Mute finally understands why the human spirits that failed to evolve have disappeared, not because of any attack, but in the process, the memory will gradually disappear, and the spiritual body will gradually become younger.

Little by little, getting smaller and smaller, and in the end, it was completely wiped out.

"Do not……"

Mute raised his eyes sharply, and he wanted to say something, but when he saw the scene in front of him, his throat seemed to be pinched by a large invisible hand.

He opened his mouth but couldn't make a sound.

The teenager Troll stood there, looking down at his hands.

Countless fluorescent light came out of him, more and more dense.

Water like a **** can't stop once it pours out.

Troll was standing in the dark, and countless tiny fluorescent dots scattered away from him, as if he were glowing all over his body.

Every bit of fluorescence represents a disappearing memory. The appearance age of a teenager is shrinking at a rate that is visible to the naked eye, and in a blink of an eye, he becomes a boy from a teenager.

The young boy looked up, still the Xuefeng Fengyan's picturesque eyebrows, but it looked a lot younger, and the slender Fengmou slightly looked at Mute.

"I will disappear?"

He asked, as he spoke, there was still a constant flow of fluorescence from him.

The child seemed very calm, that was calm and indifferent to his immature face at this moment.

Mute didn't answer. He just looked at the child-like major general for a moment, as if lost sight for a while.

Failed.

he thinks.

The sense of weakness emerged from the depths of his body and instantly spread throughout his body.

I didn't expect it to be so.

The true reason why human beings cannot become Gaja is so.

My mind was blank at this moment, and I could not think of anything.

He closed his eyes, and the falling eyelashes covered the despair in his eyes.

ended.

he thinks.

Mute stood there, leaning his head slightly, and countless tiny fluorescent light fluttered past his pale cheek, leaving countless traces of flashing light.

He stood there with his eyes closed and took a few breaths, then opened his eyes again.

When he opened his eyes, what appeared to him was a child only four or five years old.

The child stood coldly in the darkness, as if surrounded by darkness, as if in the darkness.

The child's cheeks were cold and clear, and he could not see any emotions. His eyes were cold and barren, without the slightest glory, like a hard meteorite, not like the eyes of a child.

He stood in the dark and looked at Mute coldly.

"Major general ... no, Troll."

Mute looked at the child's indifferent eyes, and there were still traces of pain that could not be hidden under his eyes, but the black eyes hiding the traces of pain were bent slightly when he looked at the child and brought them Soft smile.

He leaned down, kneeling and kneeling in front of the child.

"Troll."

Mute looked at the little child and spoke.

His open lips were shaking, and he was trying to suppress the shaking in his voice.

He said, "You have to remember."

Please do not forget.

The dark-haired boy half-knelt on the ground, he smiled at the child in front of him, the smile was soft and warm.

His outstretched hand held the child's hand that was rough but thin with cocoons. He looked at the child's cold, unemotional eyes, and tried to suppress it, but still had a slight trembling voice to speak to the child.

You must remember.

He said, "Troll, you are my favorite person."

The child stood there, staring at Mitte's darkened pupil.

At that moment, he seemed to think of something. He watched Mute's blue eyes suddenly light up, like thousands of stars in the sky suddenly flashed.

Then he laughed.

Bright, brilliant, like a truly happy child.

At the moment the child laughed, the little body suddenly shattered into countless light spots.

The scattered fluorescent dots seemed like golden fireworks blooming in the dark, and illuminated the pale face of the boy kneeling on the ground.

The boy knelt on the ground, leaning his head, the golden dots of light scattered on his cheek.

The golden light fell into his dark pupil and reached the extreme, but it became a blank with nothing.

The teenager closed his eyes slowly, and the slender eyelashes seemed to be vulnerable to even a little fluorescence.

His hand was still in the air, holding something like he was holding it.

But in the palm of his hand, there was nothing, nothing, nothing left.

Only occasionally did the light leak out of the fingers of his empty hand, fluttering, and scattered away.