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Soon, tenth, 11th…

It was just a momentary astonishment. After Isamuren came back to his senses, only him and himself were left.

Endless coldness emerged from those dark eyes and swallowed everything in her.

She suddenly discovered that this mission might really be a mistake.

Now, she was sitting before the must-lost game, and couldn’t find any solution.

For a moment, she even wanted to violate the restrictions of the death agreement and take the road.

Never foresee such an unfolding and result, and have never faced such a terrifying opponent…All the attacks could not even surprise him for a moment. From start to finish, he maintained a palpable calm and contempt. .

Step by step.

Towards the last enemy.

This may be the last mission of the greedy ship.

Isa Muren closed her eyes.

When I opened it again, I had already put my life and death aside–

At that moment, under the peony blooming on the long coat, a cruel skeleton appeared.

The flames of Elementium burning lit up in her eyes, and the alchemy matrix implanted in the deepest part of the soul was activated, burning the Elementium of all the dead and the living.

Immediately afterwards, Heaven and Earth reversed, as if everything in the world was rapidly shattering, rotating, and reorganizing, turning the surrounding dense fog into a blurred illusion, engulfing everything.

In a trance, it seems that a ten thousand zhang silhouette with a crown and a light wheel rises from the fissures of the earth, showing a solemn posture from behind Izamulen.

At the price of collecting souls, the Ruler in Abyss lowers mighty power.

All the corpses on the ground were turned into ashes, but the pale ashes gathered in Isaki’s hands, forming a weird curved blade sword.

“You really shouldn’t be coveting that good bottle of wine…”

Isa Mulen whispered and slowly raised the sword and sickle in his hand: “Come on, Mr. “Haizhi”, let me learn about the power of Prince Of Paradise!”

At that moment, the glow rose from the rising of the blade.

Sword Of Virtue bursts into tweets.

Heaven and Earth condensed by this illusion shocked, and the hot rays of light spread all around.

The sorrowful crashing sound burst out along with the interlacing of silhouettes.

As soon as he passed by, Isa Muren’s movements were stiff in place, and a thin crack appeared on the sickle in his hand and his neck.

Immediately afterwards, as the bone sword in his hand collapsed, blood flowed from the wound.

She raised her finger with difficulty, stroking her throat, staring at the wisp of blood on her fingertips, and laughed: “I can’t even feel the pain, you are really gentle, you are so gentle…” p>

Isaki fell to his knees.

As the last pillar collapsed, the secret instrument that maintained the blockade fell apart, and the mist quickly dissipated and evaporated.

The silent world disappeared without a trace.

Ruins, burning, rain, wailing, blood and fire, everything is back.

When I went there, everything was silent, but now, in front of Huai Shi’s eyes, the street has burned out, and only thick smoke is rising.

He returned to this painful world.

Behind Huai Shi, Isa Muren’s lips opened and closed with difficulty, as if staring at someone who didn’t exist, and said something, but no sound was heard.

Only under her, slowly spreading, in the blood, a tender face was reflected.

So, using this as a medium, the phantom that shouldn’t exist here emerges before Huai Shi’s eyes.

Standing in front of Huai Shi, watching with him all the burning in front of him.

Huai Shi frowned.

Is that a…little child?

Black hair, dark eyes, fair skin, like a Roman, staring at such a tragic sight, but with an alienated and indifferent smile on his face.

Seems familiar.

The little child who once had a relationship at the general’s mansion reappears in front of Huai Shi.

“Ah, you bloody soil, you the remains of the most noble hero ever, forgive me for dealing with these butchers. May the disaster fall on the murderer who splashed such precious blood!”

The child strolled on the broken streets, as if he had come to his own stage, facing countless audiences, opened his hands, exaggeratedly recite the immortal masterpieces from Shakespeare:

“One of your wounds, like many silent mouths, opened their red lips and asked my tongue to appeal to the world for them; I now prophesy on these wounds—the curse is about to fall on people The brutal civil strife will cause chaos everywhere here; bloodshed and destruction will become a temporary fashion, because people are used to killing, all compassion will be completely wiped out.”

“Send a slaughter order to the world, let the bulldogs of war ravage everywhere!”

“For this evil crime, the earth will be filled with corpses moaning for burial…”

The long monologue ended in an impassioned rebuke, but no one offered applause.

Only Huai Shi’s cold-eyed look.

The child turned around, looked at his face, and smiled still: “The ship of greed must be wiped out to send my meme to you… It’s not easy to see you, Huai Shi .”

Huai Shi is indifferent: “Sorry, I am not interested in playing with little children.”

“…little child?”

The child was stunned for a moment, and his complexion immediately turned weird. I don’t know if it was stunned or admired. Unable to bear laughed loudly: “In your eyes I am a little child? Huai Shi, you are such a freak!”

With his laughter, the phantom in front of Huai Shi began to change.

From a young boy to a wicked and weird old man, a messenger who brings temptation like a devil, a fascinating and charming oiran, a mature and elegant middle-aged man, a white clothed girl, a dying woman, a baby wailing Crying baby.

They have nothing common with each other, but they are all black hair, dark eyes, fair complexion, and their smiles are always full of alienation.

In the end, the phantom shrank and countless images overlapped.

Transformed into a young person with gorgeous appearance like a girl, wearing a black vest, breeches, white shirt, holding a delicate riding whip, stepping on the remains of the ruins, raising his head and smiling at Huai Shi.

“Introduce myself, Huai Shi.”

He bends over, strokes his chest and salutes: “According to the record kept by the predecessor, you can call me William Robert Woodman…”

The teenager smiled and introduced himself: “Woodman from Golden Dawn!”

From the dark eyes, the bright golden flame bursts out, and the beautiful face against it is magnificent and solemn, like a god and Buddha, inviolable.

He is one of the three founders of Elements Of Destruction · Golden Dawn, and the creator of Nothing but Woodman!

In the long silence, Huai Shi did not speak.

Look at him.

Imagine how I can smoothly take the furious King of Flies out of his pocket and shoot him in the forehead.

“Don’t be nervous, what remains here is just a phantom. Even if you taste something, you can’t feel the deliciousness, even if you bathe in the rain, you can’t feel the cold or warm. At best, it’s just a video call…”

He glanced at Huai Shi’s pocket with a faint smile, as if he knew what he wanted to do, and shrugged slightly: “You don’t have to take out the King of Flies to pollute your ears?”

In the silence, only the angry roar of King of Flies in Huai Shi’s backpack: “Woodman, my grass—you—horse!!! How many years are you dead? What kind of garlic is there? ?”

Woodman shrugged and turned a deaf ear. The flickering phantom just looked at Huai Shi’s face, with joyful emotions: I have to say that our meeting is really a pleasant surprise. I didn’t expect to come here in order to harvest another result. Encountering you… Huai Shi, heaven knows how happy I was when I met you at the general’s place, what a pity, you never came to play with me, I have prepared a lot of gifts for you! “

Speaking of this, he slapped his head: “By the way, Hometown of Dusk did a great job. Mathers has always praised you! Not only in Golden Dawn, you are now in Abyss. A popular idol! How big the trouble caused by the sun-casters is, how loud your name is. Those workshop owners who hate you recently bit their handkerchiefs in the blanket hahaha……”

Smiling, his expression became serious, and he asked solemnly and seriously: “Then, before starting the formal topic, let us go through the process?”

He paused, cleared his throat, extended the hand, and asked with enthusiasm and expectation:

“——The same Utopia member who was once recognized by Vientiane Celestial Sphere, Huai Shi, do you want to come to us?”

Huai Shi looked at him silently, passing through the phantom, looking towards the painful world behind him.

“I am your enemy, Woodman.”

He said: “Stop this joke, okay, this has never changed.”

“hahaha, sure enough…not when the time comes?”

Woodman smiled nonchalantly, strolled around, stood beside Huai Shi, and stared at the world surrounded by smoke and flames with him.

With a smile.

“First of all congratulations, Huai Shi, what you did is worthy of being a hero. It is commendable. Your struggle has successfully saved some people, and the arrival of this moment is probably delayed compared to the plan. …”

He thought for a while and said: “About thirty minutes.”

After exhausting everyone’s efforts, only half an hour was gained.

After half an hour, all of this is still in ruin after all.

“Unfortunately, no matter whether you are waiting to die or fighting up, you can’t change the result-war will only make destruction come faster.”

Woodman said, “In some respects, your counterattack made this place destroyed faster.”

“Are you showing off your strength to me, Woodman?”

“You probably misunderstood something, Huai Shi.”

Woodman’s expression became weird: “It’s Jidao who besieged the inner circle of Danbo. It was the general who ordered them to be killed, and the emperor was indifferent. It was the Astronomical Society who left it alone… Leaving the scope of the land of nothing, my body will be poisoned to death. I can’t blame me for everything because I saw you, right?”

He paused, his smile grew warmer, and there was no alienation: “At best, I just made some insignificant suggestions. Look, Huai Shi, there is no bewitching, no instigation, no deceit, just saying If only what they want to hear, they will become sensible and outrageous…”

bang!

There was a loud roar.

Huai Shi pulled the trigger, aimed at his face, pulled the trigger again, again, again, again. Until he emptied an entire magazine, the boy in front of him turned into a mess of mud.

The bloody color flies, splashes everywhere, and then slowly disappears.

In front of Huai Shi, the broken body never fell down, but looked at the youngster in front of him pityingly, with a mutilated smile on the broken head.

“It’s too late, Huai Shi.”

At that moment, Premonition Of Death dropping from the sky, an inexplicable brilliance lit up in the dark clouds all over the sky. It was a big star, and the burning steel star fell, tearing the clouds and facing the earth.

Falling, falling and falling.

That is…a missile!

Huai Shi lifts the head, eyes pupils are illuminated by the spark of destruction.

3 minutes ago, Edo and Yokota Air Force Base. The black-eyed Roman old man held up his palm, smiling and staring at the commander as he pressed the launch button.

So the earth shook, and flames surged.

From the silo, the steel star gradually raised towards the sky…

Now, dropping from the sky.

In the whistling sound.

“Do you know how hell was created, Huai Shi?”

In the shrill scream, Woodman smiled, raised his hand, “Just a little bit of blood, a little bit of pain, a little bit of death, and most importantly, a little bit of despair.”

pa!

With the sharp snap of the fingers, the light of extinction dropping from the sky.

In the roar of thousands of people singing chants in unison, the cluster missile splits from in the sky, giving birth to a disaster posture, and sown the seeds of death on the earth.

In an instant, swallow everything in front of you.

The Kyoto quake, countless firelights rose from the ground violently, convulsing like angry palms, reaching out to the sky.

In The earth shook and the mountain quivered, destruction finally reached its climax.

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In the dilapidated izakaya, Maki only heard a loud roar, subconsciously pressing Lady Boss and Tomoko under her body, and then the heavy plank collapsed under the impact of the air wave.

The world seemed to become dead in an instant.

No sound can be heard.

Only a small Flying Insect is in my ears, and I keep humming.

She coughed hard, propped up her body, pushed her full strength, lifted the collapsed beams, and shouted: “Omi Aunt, Tomoko, are you all right? Tomoko! Tomoko!”

Behind her, Omi’s face was pale, his face was covered with dust, and Tomoko was safe in his arms.

Maki relaxed and laughed.

But then I saw Lady Boss’s face changed, she was shouting something to herself, but the voice was too far away, she couldn’t hear clearly.

Maki felt someone punched herself behind her back.

There was a sway.

When she lowered her head, she saw blood flowing from her chest.

“Huh? This is…how…”

She murmured blankly, collapsed to the ground, and turned her head back hard, her blurred vision only saw a few fully armed silhouettes slowly approaching.

“A high-risk hybrid was found and shot and killed.”

Recognizing the hybrid features on her face, the young sergeant with a gun raised the weapon in his hand and aimed at her face.

“No, no, don’t kill her!”

Screams of horror sounded. In the ruins, Omi staggered to his feet, stood in front of the girl, and waved anxiously: “She’s just a part-timer and doesn’t know anything… She didn’t participate in the riots, I can testify , She has been protecting us… don’t kill her… please… please!”

The young sergeant was stunned, looking at the tearful and embarrassed face, stiff in place.

But behind him, gunshots sounded.

“Don’t waste time, B4, let’s go!”

Beside the convoy, Captain put down his gun indifferently, turned and left.

Omi lowered his head with difficulty, and saw the blood on his chest falling to the ground.

In the long silence, Sophon looked at her sluggishly, as if he hadn’t reacted, his lips were murmuring, and he couldn’t make a sound, but when the cold blood spread to his feet, he finally understood what had happened.

“mother…”

Tomoko trembled suppressedly, cautiously touched her cheek, and saw the embarrassed face, and forced a smile.

“Unexpectedly, are you going to die?”

She stared blankly at the gray sky, watching the daughter weeping, as if she didn’t understand what had happened, but she seemed relieved.

It’s finally over.

Obviously thinking about it many times, but now it really came, but she started to feel sad, and when she saw the daughter crying, she started to regret again, why didn’t she work hard.

Just like what she did until now, grit your teeth and hold on, there will always be a turn for the better, and it will last.

But this time, she felt that she couldn’t hold it anymore.

“It’s hard to live…” She coughed violently, trying to laugh, but she couldn’t bear tears: “I’m sorry, Tomoko, I’m sorry, I’m sorry…”

I want to say sorry to Fukatsu-kun, I want to say sorry to Mr. Takahashi, I want to comfort these children, don’t be afraid, and want to say more.

She closed her eyes slowly, in a desperate cry.

Maki looked at all this blankly.

It feels like this World becomes strange again.

Do not understand.

In this world, there are too many things that I don’t understand, and there are too many things I don’t understand. After leaving Daoquan Township, the world outside seems to be so fickle forever, she is not allowed to slowly understand and understand understanding.

Everything has become too cruel.

She hasn’t even reacted yet…

“Why on earth?!”

Maki covered his face, choked, and yelled at those leaving backs: “Aren’t you here to kill me? Why…”

She is obviously innocent!

Everyone obviously…

In the dimness, a little bright blood spread before her eyes.

Under the pain and suffocation, she bent down, trying to growl silently, but she couldn’t make a sound. The pain was brewing in the body, burning like a flame.

She lifts the head slowly, and scarlet tears flow from her eyes under the dark ghost horns.

“I want… to kill you…”

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There seemed to be crying in the distance.

Junxiong stood blankly in the scattered smoke, looking towards the surroundings, but the old man who had been leading him to escape was gone…

Something seems to have fallen from the sky. It landed far away, and then a lot of things disappeared. Together with Aunt Uchiyama, I can no longer see it.

But when he finally lowered his head, he saw the broken arm in the ruins.

There are still traces of the ring on the arm.

The ring has already been sold.

Aunt Uchiyama said that if you save a little more money, you can go to school…

But now, Uchiyama Aunt is gone.

He knelt on the ground trembling, holding up the broken hand, tears streaming down silently.

There was a loud noise in the distance, someone came, but he didn’t want to run away anymore.

It doesn’t matter who it is.

Kill me…

All that remains, hopeless prayers.

But no one listened to this prayer, no one cared.

In this gloomy place between Heaven and Earth, a constant roar of explosions emerged, and the sharp wailing gradually dissipated.

The rain has fallen out of the sky.

But the blood and tears on the ground never stopped.

Now, the climax accompanied by the sorrow is gone.

Despair comes–

Along with the pain of countless people, rays of light from hell emerge from above the ground.

“It’s the best!”

In the darkness, he spread his six arms and danced in ecstasy: “The great day is here!”

From the top of his head, a purple black halo slowly emerged, and the solemn and weird light flowed all around along the resonance between the marsh people.

With these countless souls immersed in despair as a fulcrum, the ring of divinity that has become more and more rapidly expanded, spread, and instantly enveloped the entire Danbo inner circle.

Every desperate soul is integrated into the radiance of the god of hell, allowing the Abyss aura in the soul to diffuse, echoing the distant ‘Elysium’.

The sleeping god of hell eyes opened pupil, looked towards the distant present realm.

Pain, blood, death, and despair.

Under the confluence of countless elements, the hell on earth was born!

——Hell·Tamba inner circle [depth 1]

In the Governance Bureau Yingzhou branch, sirens spread.

[Detected in-depth area of ​​the current situation]

[Elements Of Destruction ·Rancher Detected]

[Elements Of Destruction fusion phenomenon detected -]

【——The purification sequence starts. 】

At that moment, in the Inheritance Yard, the silent doomsday clock rang loudly, and the mighty bell awakened every pair of eyes in the ‘Border Prison Test Area’.

The huge thing sleeping in the dark slowly awakens.

At the same time, from Eastern Xia, America, Egypt, Russia…the present, the border and the deepest part of hell, countless people’s eyes fell to Yingzhou through broadcast, secret mirror, Divine Seal, and probe mirror.

Ivory Tower, in the Principal’s office, Russell smoked silently, staring straight at the projection coming from the Dragon Summoning Flute, tapping his fingers anxiously on the desktop.

Wait.

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The sound of rain is fine.

“I heard someone crying.”

“en. ”

“There are still many people who have died.’

“I know.”

Under the light rain, Yuan Zhao turned his head and looked at the flames in the inner circle of Danbo in the distance: “Ye big sister, are we really good to do this?”

In the front, Ye Xueya is holding an umbrella and looking back towards the low young boy behind him, with pity in his eyes: “Yuan Zhao, I am sorry for all this, but this has nothing to do with us.

We still have our own work to be done.

The first thing to become an adult is to learn not to pay for others’ mistakes. “

In the silence, Yuan Zhao’s footsteps stopped in place.

“It’s not like this.”

He said, “It shouldn’t be like this.”

The boy looked into Ye Xueya’s eyes and told her seriously: “They are not wrong, they just have no choice.”

In the silence, Ye Xueya’s eyebrows were slowly raised, as if recognizing the little devil in front of him, looked at his eyebrows, and carefully studied.

Yuan Zhao seems to have exhausted all his courage.

Head down, avoiding her gaze.

“Ye big sister, what must be wrong with me.” He muttered lost, “I used to like to hold paper, Young Lady liked it to death, but now I can’t even remember her looks. I obviously hated that before. It’s annoying for group hybrids, but now there is no way to sit and watch them die…”

Sometimes, men will encounter some things, and then they will be stupid, do some irrational things, and ignore themselves.

But a man will encounter such a thing once in his life.

The former Second Grandpa said to him: If a man is not smart, it doesn’t matter if he is stupid for a lifetime, but you always have to know what you are doing.

There are some things that cannot be done, but there are some things that, once done, even if it is dead, it is not a pity.

But the old man not at all said in too much detail, but in his drunkenness, he wiped the sharp blade of the gun, and the corner of his mouth was always smiling when he recalled the past.

Understood when you meet, Yuan Zhao. When the time comes, you should play.

Should not stand still.

“I think, now my time should be here…”

The boy lifts the head and said goodbye to Ye Xueya: “I’m sorry, Ye big sister.”

He said: “I’m going to be a hero.”

The young man said goodbye, stepping back step by step, stretched out his hand from the thin rain, and pulled out the trident fork in the sky. In the rain, the dragon horse screamed.

The giant horse under the tiger and leopard’s gear trampled on its iron hoof and burst out of the rain.

Sent to him an impatient call.

In the brief silence, Ye Xueya was not at all angry, and was not disappointed, but chuckled softly.

Under the umbrella, the woman happily flicked the ashes in her hand.

“Yuan Zhao ——”

She waved her wish: “Succeed easily!”

“That still needs to be said!”

The boy on horseback raised his head, as it should be by rights’ response.

Tighten the reins, turn the horse, and gallop towards the burning sky ahead.

The storm is coming, and there is cold rain. The lungs were trembling, and the heart was contracting, but when the blood was rushing, it was so hot, and it was also mingling with the soul, like cheering.

“Let’s go, Lu!”

Since the gallop, the silver-cast cold armor has emerged from the boy’s body, and the red long tassels are floating in the wind, fierce as fire.

The dragon roar spreads all around with the neigh of the giant horse, swirling the wind and rain, making the light rain all over the sky reversal and blending into the hurricane that is gradually set off.

Yuan Zhao, rush!