The starry sky in another world disappeared, and fish belly clouds appeared in the sky.

It's almost dawn.

The King of Despair stood in the ruins, put his hands in his pocket and turned his head. His blue windbreaker and his pale yellow hair fluttered with the morning breeze. Although his body was covered in dust, he still stopped him from pretending to be cool.

The King of Despair lowered his head and said to Klaus, who was slumped in the ruins: "You said... you want to take this guy back from me..."

The light yellow hair seemed to have lost its hair spray, and the soft bangs naturally slid down in front of the King of Despair, swaying, covering his burgundy eyes.

That look like I don't want people to see his lonely expression.

"But, it's not that I chose him, but that he... accepted me."

"He also had the same expression as you at that time, so don't worry..." The expression of Desperate King seemed a little weak. Perhaps it was because he used too much of his ability on William's body. He smiled softly and said to Klaus in a very gentle voice, "Even if you die here, there will definitely be the next 'you', and walk forward."

"This is...the so-called human beings, and it is also the 'thing' I... want to pursue in every way."

He was silent, as if he wanted to use the words of silent despair.

Klaus was now very embarrassed, his body stuck in the ruins of stones. His expression was very weak. His white base shirt was covered with blood on his body, and his bones were almost dislocated under the attack of the King of Despair.

"Hey! Desperate King, your hairspray seems to be ineffective, it looks so ugly."

Wang Youhan sat on a protruding stone, overturned his hands, then stood up and stretched.

The battle between the hanging wall and the hanging wall is over.

As for why we didn’t stop the King of Despair at the beginning?

Perhaps he wanted the King of Despair to fulfill his "wish", or perhaps he simply couldn't keep up with the King of Despair's actions. If he hit that, he would be completely looking for abuse.

But now the body on which the King of Despair was relying was very weak, so...

It's time for Wang Youhan to play.

"Yeah……"

The desperate king looked at Wang Youhan silently with his eyes open. He stretched out his hand and pulled up the curtain of his hair, but after letting go, his hair naturally hangs down again and could not be fixed.

Wang Youhan smiled softly and said in a tone that seemed to be talking to a friend: "The person you are waiting for will not show up."

"Why?" The desperate king looked at Wang Youhan unexpectedly.

"I gave 'them' hope, and the same goes for it. 'they' have also entrusted my hope. So I, who carries their hope, naturally don't want to disappoint them."

"Do you want to...become a 'light'..."

While walking towards the King of Despair, he said, "I just want to be my own 'hero' and become my own 'light', and my identity...is destined to be the 'light' of others."

"So you still have to kill me in the end... Xingli." The desperate Wang raised his eyebrows, looked at Wang Youhan with a complicated expression, and sighed, "You are really...bad."

"Trying to make people gain 'hope', and finally crush it without any worries in the moment of contact and understanding."

Wang Youhan grinned and smiled gently: "No, no, no, don't think I'm so bad, my friend..."

"Tsk, who is your friend?" The desperate king glanced at him and looked unhappy.

"Well... don't care about these details. Are our relationships not considered friends?"

The despair king raised his eyebrows and pointed at Wang Youhan: "Hey, hey, little kid, but I remember from the beginning you were just you unilaterally revealing my true feelings."

"Emmmm, I can't do anything about it, and even if I say it... it's useless." Wang Youhan raised his head and squinted his eyes at the sunlight shining through the clouds. It was very dazzling and comfortable, "Because that's all the so-called 'fate', even if I am now... I'm going far."

"You use the color you choose to cover the whole world, but you also imprison yourself. So in order to get rid of the confinement you set, you will inevitably pursue the color that can cover your entire world. Because of fate, you are born with the label of "evil", but even so, I don't want to deprive you of the right to pursue hope."

Looking at the complex expression of the King of Desperate, Wang Youhan said, "It's safe, this is not mercy... You don't need my mercy either."

"I just want to be your friend...probably, so I have been supporting you in pursuit of the 'hope' you want." Wang Youhan walked to the King of Desperation, then stretched out his hand and hooked his shoulder, and said with a smile, "But, light is born from the heart... Only by standing in the center of this 'world', choose not to hold on until the end, and make yourself your 'hero' on this stage..."

The King of Desperate gritted his teeth, and then shouted to Wang Youhan a little crazy: "Ah, that's right, but even if that's the case, don't show that you know everything!!"

He pushed Wang Youhan away, hooking his shoulder and took a step back, then grabbed his chest tightly: "I, from the very beginning, have been observing human history alone as a watchman... Indeed, that great collapse once made people firmly believe that there must be hope ahead."

"If a person forgets death, he will not be able to survive. What he forgets by death is... despair, but... what is the meaning of this kind of pain that cannot be decided..."

Scratching his head, Wang Youhan revealed the confusion of the minor.

He has a little big head.

"Well, I don't know very well, but..."

The sun gradually rose, and the sunlight shone through the faint clouds, reflecting silver light on the earth, shining a little dazzling.

Looking at the once unfathomable lonely and elegant figure standing in the sun, Wang Youhan seemed to see William's whispering innocence.

"This is a game, my 'friend'..." Wang Youhan waved his arms twice and started stretching. "If I win, then you can sleep with your dreams."

"Yes, this is a game." The desperate king laughed, and he raised his head and looked up at Wang Youhan, "So come on! Try to take away everything from me, Xingli!"

"Don't break William's body, I'll have a headache."

"So cunning - this is unfair." The King of Desperate was a little dissatisfied.

"Well... who made you so strong? Remember to start a little lighter. I'm just an ordinary person."

Wang Youhan stretched out his right hand and controlled the huge energy stored in "desirelessness".

Although Wang Youhan does not have any combat skills, this does not prevent him from using this huge energy.

He only needs some imagination.

For example...

A middle-aged hair sprayer's "Black Coffin"!

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