Yu Zhiyu was already numb. She could only drag her seriously injured body to watch the two "things" fighting and beating each other in the center of the gymnasium.
Why do I say "things"? Because it was too brutal. Wei Curcuma and the anomaly beat each other without any rules. Both of them were destroyed and did not look like human beings.
"vomit--"
The black anomaly dripping with white blood punched Wei Curcuma in the stomach. He could hear the sound of his spleen and stomach breaking, and even the back of his spine had cracks. This made his lower limbs instantly feel cold. There is no feedback on that part of the feeling.
Then a punch hit Wei's face. He was hit and flew backwards. He could only support his upper body with his hands and made a vomiting sound. There were countless white tooth fragments in the large mouthful of blood.
The punch just now had simultaneously destroyed his spine, paralyzed his lower limbs, shattered his teeth and facial bones, and caused massive bleeding in his spleen.
"vomit!"
Wei Curcuma continued to vomit, this time it was dark green bile. His gallbladder also ruptured. The severe pain caused the stomach acid to violently vomit along the esophagus and respiratory tract, burning his body.
It was so tragic that Yu Zhiyu didn't know how many times she cried. There was already a stinging pain in the corners of her eyes. She really couldn't bear to look at it anymore. However, she was so seriously injured that she couldn't even move her fingers. He couldn't even open his lips to help.
"Don't...don't do this again...it's too painful..."
She shuddered and closed her eyes.
"don’t worry!"
Wei Zeshu shouted loudly as if he knew what she was thinking.
In just a few breaths, his teeth had healed and grown back, and his broken spine and spleen had also recovered. He used his black and red right arm to support the ground covered with his blood, and stood up abruptly. .
"Tell me! The time is now!!"
Wei Zeshu responded fiercely to the abnormal punch, and white blood dripped from the opponent's bruised body and sprayed on his body.
"Four fifty..."
Yu Zhiyu tried his best to speak the current time in the loudest voice, but his voice was still weak.
In his eyes, Wei Curcuma was no longer covered in blood. What she saw was his soul. At this moment, the soul was in pieces, like broken porcelain. The cracks on it were still increasing, and the edges were beginning to break. combustion.
Wei Curcuma was originally suffering from soul overflow syndrome, which is a symptom of innate soul pressure far exceeding that of ordinary people, and then overflowing, so it was given special attention.
At this moment, his soul and body as the basic container are constantly being broken and repaired under the huge external force. The soul has long been flowing uncontrollably like a river bursting its banks, and then burned into the strength and recovery ability of muscles.
In short, he was committing suicide.
The soul pours out from the broken container, burning all of his future.
"It doesn't matter...."
In Yu Zhiyu's eyes, Wei Curcuma's whole body was shattering, and the burning flames of his soul surged around him. He clenched his right hand wrapped in a ribbon, leaving her with a resolute profile.
His speed became faster, and he even began to be able to dodge the instinctive and extremely fast attacks of the pure black figure.
"Faster, faster, faster! I can be faster!"
Wei Curcuma thought so, his eyes were gradually able to follow the movements of the black shadow, and his body was gradually able to avoid its attacks.
What he didn't even know was that his black pupils were rotating rapidly following the opponent's movements. The speed was extremely fast, beyond the limits of ordinary people.
"Left, whip kick, then jab?"
The mistake was outrageous. Wei Curcuma's earlobe was severely cut off by the wind of the fist, and it fell to the ground with a splat with a spurt of blood. Then a kick with no charge at all hit him at the speed of light. abdomen.
The force of the kick, which was clearly not charged, was unbelievable. It kicked Wei Shushu diagonally upward until his feet were off the ground, and then kicked him on the neck, causing him to fly out.
That human figure doesn't look like a human martial arts master. Its attacks are unorganized, but it can attack from any inhuman angle without warning, and its power is unbelievable.
This makes Wei Curcuma, who is good at analysis, unable to judge its next move through certain omens, which is why he could only take full advantage of its attacks before.
"Has experience that is applicable to humans now become a constraint?"
Wei Curcuma's broken ribs and spleen, which fell in the ruins, recovered quickly. Despite the severe pain, he still had the energy to think.
"You can only rely on pure reaction speed, and you have to suppress your subconscious reaction instinct."
Faster, faster, faster, faster.
"Huh...huh..."
His movements are faster, his movements are more concise and efficient, his reactions are faster, and his physical strength is more powerful.
Sweat seeped out slightly, quickly dissipating the heat from the body surface, and the breath came out of the corner of the mouth rapidly, maximizing the exchange of oxygen to participate in the changes in the body.
The steps on the soles of Wei Curcuma's feet gradually became faster and finer, producing seven or eight different distance changes in an instant, which allowed him to continuously dodge the violent storm of attacks like a butterfly flying through flowers.
Wei Curcuma shook his head slightly, avoiding the whistling air, and hit the humanoid's abdomen mercilessly with a fist from his waist.
"Gah!"
This punch was followed by continuous beatings and leg attacks. The abnormality was suppressed in the frontal offensive.
"bump!"
Fast, extremely fast, but in the end it turned into extreme silence. A huge sound came, and Wei Curcuma's right hand actually grasped its fist firmly.
Not just seeing through and avoiding, but also able to intercept.
With an absolute advantage, Wei Curcuma felt some kind of hot liquid left in his eyes.
The soul burned to the extreme, and it was already in the second half of extinguishing.
"Sure enough, this state is not normal..."
Wei Curcuma realized this. He looked at his surroundings and sighed lonely.
"You know, this is actually my graduation ceremony, the only high school graduation ceremony in my life."
"In the end it turned out like this, and now I'm going to die."
The boy, who had only been a year old, smiled in relief.
"But it doesn't matter, I accept this ending."
He was like thunder and lightning, but also like a wild beast, making the last awakening in his life.
----------------------------------------
In the tragic ending, Wei Curcuma, who knew he would die, used his body without any scruples, regardless of whether it was broken and restored.
The speed of self-recovery slowed down, he could feel it.
There was only one high spotlight left in the room. Wei Curcuma, whose body was extremely strengthened, could hear the tiniest sounds. The breathing behind the ruins was that of the mysterious girl named Yu Zhiyu. The dense breathing and breathing at the door were The heartbeats are those of classmates and teachers who survived but were unconscious.
"Ha ha........."
He was breathing frantically at the moment. The uncontrollable breathing caused his heart to beat too fast and his hands and feet to go numb. This was one of the trivial consequences of using his body too violently.
The black humanoid was beaten until every inch of its body was broken into pieces. Several thick steel bars were twisted into twists by brute force, and penetrated its limbs and chest respectively, nailing it to the ground.
Even so, even if its chest is pierced by steel, it has no intention of stopping its activities, but it is indeed bound to the ground at this moment.
"Wei Curcuma...?"
The black in the eyes of the black humanoid fell away, and the eyes behind them were no longer pure white, but eyes that seemed to reflect the stars.
It called out Wei Curcuma's name, and Wei Curcuma, who had his back turned to it, was busy dragging something huge. He was not surprised when it spoke or why it was able to say his name.
The former has become a little abnormal after being constantly cracked by himself. He doesn't care if he is abnormal at this moment.
"Wei Curcuma"
It repeated Wei Wei's name like a child, with a clear and ethereal voice.
There was no reply, only silence. Wei Zeshu was pushing and tugging, and that thing turned out to be a basketball hoop.
Although it had rollers as an aid, the old-fashioned green iron frame was still stiff and heavy. Wei Curcic reluctantly pushed it to a nearby place.
Wei Curcuma, with countless blood stains all over his body, looked at the being in front of him quietly. Both his body and its body were full of cracks like broken porcelain, and the flesh and blood would be torn apart at the slightest movement.
It was pure black and left pure white tears. The broken hole in the chest oozed out dazzling white like spring water, and endless colors gathered in it.
When the god was on the verge of death, it finally connected the source with the entire world and completed its first cry, but was unable to hold on to the authority it should have.
Those eyes that reflected the stars instantly saw all the past, the future, and all the traces recorded by the roots. Time was meaningless to him, but at a certain moment it touched the end of the future, peering into the future because the future was completely It became blind due to chaos, its eyes were filled with haze, and then lost its light. At the end of endless time, it will always be the result.
Countless [facts] lead to the same [result], the only and sad [result].
"Ah...ah...I can't see anymore...I can't see everything..."
Its arm simply ignored the steel bars that Wei Zeshu had penetrated its limbs, and pulled it out forcefully. It touched its eyes and cheeks with its hands, stretched out its hands to test, like a blind person, or like a victim who was about to drown. The white gull falling in the sky lamented.
Wei Curcuma didn't waste any more time. He raised the huge basketball stand. The huge steel base was lifted abruptly. The flesh and blood of Wei Curcuma's arm burst open and healed rapidly, constantly tearing his body and soul. , burning everything in exchange for superhuman strength.
A ton of steel frame was lifted by him, and the capillaries all over his body were broken. He soon became a bloody man, and his bones creaked and cracked and reorganized.
"Wei Curcuma, you will die in the saddest way."
"What is this? A curse before death?"
Wei Curcuma smiled disdainfully.
"No, it's just a fact. It's not just you, but humans and everything else will stagnate in the saddest way."
He said it very sadly and compassionately.
"So that's it."
It didn't continue to say anything, it just quietly flowed colorful and pure white liquid.
it, no, he
No...I should say it's Him
died.
The huge basketball hoop supported by Wei Zeshu's hand crashed down, with the sharpest corner aimed at its head. The tons of steel supported by the huge force seemed to smash through the fragile ice, destroying everything in its path. Skull, black, floor, concrete, everything.
After the huge roar, everything fell silent.
The blood-stained silver pocket watch in Yu Zhiyu's arms, who was unconscious from excessive blood loss, stopped shaking and made a tiny "click" sound.
"Ta, da, da, da..."
The second hand moves regularly and stably along the grid as the gear transmission of the transmission system engages, and the escapement operates normally.
"Ta, da, da, da..."
The date was April 28, and the time was 4:57 p.m.
Time is restored.
The boy who had burned everything he had, his body and soul completely burned out, fell down.
