The dark liquid splashed endlessly on the pure white human figure, but when the dark viscous liquid fell to the ground, it disappeared, like an illusory black ocean.
The god did not hide away, nor could he escape. It seemed that this black liquid had unique magical properties, like the night sky was destined to fall, so he did not hide, could not hide, and could not escape.
[The inevitable result] covers all the facts, and the cause and effect are mixed together like a mess, falling in darkness.
It was as dark as the middle of the night, and bottomless malice rushed toward him.
There is no god, no everything, only the dark human figure standing in place, the countless possibilities emanating from it have disappeared, the whole dark body is trembling slightly, as if it is trying to break free from the restraints, pulling itself. excruciating pain.
The dome was broken, and liquid between formlessness and darkness was poured into the broken gap. Under the broken high-spotlights, the bodies of students piled up into mountains, their internal organs and flesh and blood were twisted without scruples, and there were more people who didn't know whether they were alive or dead. Falling to the ground, only the restrained pure black figure was left twisting and struggling in place, and all the pressure it had before disappeared.
Until this moment, Wei Curcuma could spare no effort to observe everything.
The lighting is like a stage, and the most terrifying stage play in the world is being staged. If this is a dream, it must be a nightmare deep in the nightmare.
Powerlessness, a sense of powerlessness, a deep sense of powerlessness.
Wei Zeshu looked at those corpses. A few dozen minutes ago, they were all living classmates and living people. For them, it was just an ordinary day, but the future ended abruptly. Just because of this... this Ridiculous things.
Will abnormality and abnormality cause originally reasonable things and reasonable life to have a tragic ending that is not their original one?
Just die like this?
Holding regrets, failing to understand the facts, and having no room for resistance is not your destiny, is that it?
The half face that sadly fell to the ground on the left front is the front table diagonally in front of her seat. She is the class committee member, a petite girl who likes orange hairpins the most. She will change them according to her mood and mood. Changing the cute hairpins with each season, Wei Zeshu still remembers that she wanted to get into a good science major and get a good diploma so that she could improve the life of a single mother.
This half of her face was filled with reluctance and pain, and was distorted. Only the orange hairpin in her hair could indicate her identity.
The person lying upside down on the ground, with only his upper body left, is his desk in front of him. Every time he kindly reminds himself that the next class is coming, stop dozing off, and his good brother who pools his money to buy comics.
And the girl he had a crush on was crushed into a pulp, leaving only the stumps dripping with blood.
Is that all? Is this the end? Is that the end? Did you die with regrets? Don’t have the strength to resist anymore?
"cough....."
The girl named Yu Zhiyu who was held in his arms wanted to say something, but all she coughed up was blood, and there was a tiny ticking sound of gears in her arms.
She took out the pocket watch with trembling blood-stained hands. Soul Time, that's what she called the retro gear mechanical pocket watch. The silver case was stained with the blood of her fingers, and the silver-white case had red blood stains. The glare.
Pressing the knob gently, the outer cover popped open, and the originally small sound suddenly became louder. It was the sound of gears turning rapidly. She showed the pocket watch to Wei Curcuma.
The pointer above rotated crazily. As the pure white figure was dyed black by the black liquid, the inexplicable pressure disappeared. The previously still time quickly returned, just like a closed cover was opened and fresh air came in. in!
