Chapter 922： Double Sacred Tree

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"you win."

In the space full of magnificent cracks, only half of Abel's body was left.

That terrifying sword intent was destroying his only remaining life, and death was inevitable.

But Abel's expression did not reveal the slightest sadness, and there was a sense of relief and joy, as if the prisoner who had finally redeemed his sins had been relieved of the heavy shackles he had been carrying for a long time.

"Apocalypse of destiny..."

Abel tried to walk, but when he took a step, the whole leg collapsed directly, and it was scattered in the wind like fine sand.

poof...

Abel fell to the ground in embarrassment.

He wanted to use his arms to stand up, but he did not expect the speed of disintegration, which was much faster than expected, and his arms also turned into black fine sand.

Having lost his support, He fell to the ground again.

A dignified demigod, but now he can't even cross the distance of just a few meters, as if there is a moat in the middle.

Lord couldn't bear to watch it anymore, walked to Abel's side in a few steps, and leaned over half-squatting, but he didn't dare to help Abel.

The magnificent cracks all over the body are injuries from the rule level, making his body extremely fragile and unable to withstand the slightest external force.

Lorde could only look at him quietly: "What else do you want to say?"

"One more important thing."

Abel turned his back to the sky, with a smile on his face, and said: "I am carrying the 'original sin', it is both my responsibility and the sin I have committed, now...it's time to hand it over to you ."

Primordial Sin...

A look of hesitation flashed across Lord's face.

After all, just from the name, it doesn't sound like a good thing.

"No need to worry..."

Abel knew his concerns, so he said: "Original sin... just a title, its real name, you will know soon, that's what you... have been looking for. thing."

"What you've been looking for?"

When Lord heard what He said, the second monk was even more confused. He couldn't even remember what he was looking for.

However, Abel didn't elaborate, just said: "After I die, it will appear, I hope you can...you can do it."

Seeing this, Lorde couldn't say anything else, so he could only nod his head.

Abel twisted his neck and looked aside, Cain, who was always silent: "I'm sorry, please allow my willfulness."

"Ah... as you wish."

Cain closed his eyes silently, as if he didn't want to and couldn't bear to look at Abel again. In his hoarse voice, there was an unnoticeable trembling.

"Cain...my brother..."

Abel stared deeply at Cain and said softly: "Please forgive my recklessness and ignorance, and let you bear the sin that originally belonged to me."

"Everything is over, I hope that when you wake up again, you can meet your mother again." Cain lowered his head, and there seemed to be steam in his eyes.

Abel stared at his brother, the last remaining relative in the world, and said hopefully: "Be sure to live and witness for us... the end of the story, okay?"

"You are still so willful and naughty..." Cain's eyes were red, resisting the surging sadness in his heart, and pretended to smile: "I may not be able to fulfill this request."

"I'm sorry, my brother."

With a smile, Abel said, "Just take it as my willful brother, the last request I made to my brother."

Cain clenched his fists, nodded silently, and said softly: "Since it is the will of the younger brother, as the older brother... as it should be."

Two brothers, there will be a lot to talk about.

But unfortunately, Abel's time was running out. His whole body was already disintegrating, leaving only one head, lying quietly on the ground.

At the last moment, he looked at Lord.

Seeming to have a premonition, Lord leaned down gently, put his ear to his mouth, and sounded like a mosquito chirping.

"Actually, we are all slaves of fate..."

"But I hope you can break free from your fate and take a path that is not tied down, at least...don't repeat our mistakes."

Repeating 'our' mistakes?

Lord was stunned for a moment, and when he was about to ask what was wrong, he found that Abel's head had turned into a pile of black fine sand.

woohoo-

Inside the broken bronze hall, a cold breeze blew, as if to bid farewell to the demigod.

And at the same time.

At the place where Abel died, a pure white plant grew slowly, the slender stamens were like garlic cloves, and the flowers bloomed in the corpse, shaking gently in the breeze.

The pure white flowers are only the size of a palm.

It looks so weak, as if a slightly stronger wind can take away every petal of it.

However, it was such a pure white flower that caused Lord's pupils to tremble, his complexion even changed in an instant, and his breathing became unconsciously rapid.

A bold conjecture emerged in his mind.

In order to confirm this idea, Lord turned his eyes to Cain. Although he didn't speak, his eyes revealed some kind of inexplicable look.

"Yeah, just what you think."

Cain looked directly into his eyes, and said word by word: "It is what everyone is looking for..."Flower"! "

Sure enough, it's really a "flower"!

For a moment, Lorde could hardly control his facial expression. Although he was trying his best to restrain himself, he still showed greed.

That is to wish to take it as one's own, occupy or even allow no one to have a peep on it.

own it!

own it!

own it!

A voice sounded in his heart, like a seductive and depraved demon, constantly bewitching him.

kill cain...

Can't let anyone know, it's mine, it has to be mine, and no one can get it!

No... not right!

This is not my idea!

Lord suddenly woke up and found that his fingers were only one centimeter away from the "flower", and he was about to touch it.

The next moment, Lord, like an electric shock, suddenly withdrew his finger, and even fell to the ground because of excessive force.

"Breathe...breath..."

After taking a few deep breaths, Lord forced himself to calm down, but there was still greed in his heart, and it felt like he was still dreaming.

"That's it, keep it up."

Cain breathed a sigh of relief, the serious look on his face softened slightly, but he remained vigilant and said, "Don't be tempted, or you will become the next host of "flower" parasites like Abel. "

Lorde's eyes were not good, flashing a dangerous light, and he gritted his teeth: "Since you know the danger, why didn't you remind me just now?"

"Can I remind you once, can I remind you ten times, can I always remind you?" Cain said calmly, as usual, "Even if I can remind you forever, but if you don't realize it yourself, one day you will still be devoured by greed."

"Sorry, I was too excited."

Lorde was silent for a moment This time, he was too naive, but if he made a mistake, he was not someone who couldn't afford to lose.

"Being able to resist the "flower" with one's own will is the first step to mastering it. "Cain continued: "But whether you can really control it depends on the time in the future. I hope you can understand this. "

"Well, thank you very much."

Lorde nodded slightly, hesitated a little, and said again: "You said just now that you will be parasitized by "flowers" like Abel, what exactly is going on? "

"It's a long story..."

With a smile on his face, Cain slowly sat cross-legged on the ground and said, "If you don't mind, can you stay with me for a while?"

"All ears."

Lorde also sat cross-legged, in a listening gesture, waiting for the next story.

"I remember......"

There was a flash of memory in Cain's eyes, the past flashed in his mind, and after turning into heavy words, he said it from his mouth: "It was after our rite of passage, and about a few years later... .."