He watched them tear apart their former partners, lying on the ground and gobbling up the deformed bones and flesh. When he raised his head and looked at him, there was only primitive desire in his cloudy eyes.
At the end of the road, there was a pool of blood on the ground, with a small body floating in it.
It was a little girl who was going to transform into a butterfly, but like many ordinary people, her body could not bear the distortion and she died during the mutation process.
She became very small, only as big as two palms put together. Her shrunken body still retained some human signs, but her legs had been brought together to death, and her arms had formed transparent wings like cicadas, which were obviously soaked in blood. But the wings seemed to have dried up.
Almost without thinking, An Yu bent down to pick her up, wiped off the dirt with the corner of his clothes, and placed her on the fence aside.
Her body continued to shrink, and gusts of wind blew by. She was finally picked up by the wind, and spun lightly in the air twice. She was taken to no one knows where.
An Yu suddenly realized that something was wrong with the trace of compassion in his heart.
He looked at the pool of blood, and Bai Jing's face was reflected on the smooth surface.
It was December 25, 2138. Bai Jing had just completed the deal with the mirror and hid the sleeping Aji, still wearing the uniform of the co-teacher.
An Yu followed the memory and came to the center of the orphanage.
There used to be a screen embedded in the ground, broadcasting exterior wall surveillance to prevent abnormal intrusions.
But now the screen disappeared. When he stood in the depression of the ground, a mirror suddenly appeared above his head. The mirror continued to expand outward until it completely covered the sky of the orphanage.
In various areas of the orphanage, all freaks and humans are reflected in the mirrors.
There are seven rows and seven columns, a total of four floors. From the outside to the inside, the person being protected is reflected on the monitor in sequence.
On the first floor, Chen Nianheng held the sleeping Sisi and quietly opened the door to the underground. Behind the hazy white smoke, the young man's eyes were calm and determined.
On the second floor, Jian Xing pushed A Yue away fiercely, and stepped onto the long dark street alone with a dazzling light, like a lonely and sleepless lamp.
On the third floor, Aji fell into a peaceful sleep, the rose-colored abscesses stopped surging, and her small body seemed to disappear in the mirror coffin, leaving only the faint rise and fall of her chest.
In the center, the core of the mirror, only Bai Jing's shadow is reflected.
He looked up at the monitor, as if he was looking into a mirror, and also as if he was confronting his other half who had merged with the mirror.
"I know what you are thinking." He whispered to the mirror above his head: "Once the guardian breaks the promise, you will start self-destruction before I wake up and shut you down, causing the orphanage to be destroyed."
"But even then, I will wake up. Even if sin is hard to wash away, those who make mistakes should face their mistakes."
As he lay down, a sharp pain burst deep in An Yu's consciousness. He suddenly opened his eyes and saw his familiar teammates.
The snow and sand roared wildly, and the void on the third floor of the orphanage quickly dissipated, and the mirror surveillance reappeared above the head.
The three layers of mirrors have been cracked, leaving only the core of the mirror.
The terminal is ringing the alarm like crazy.
The fourth broken lens no longer sealed An Yu's upper limit of survival, but he was still injured by the blast when he appeared on camera.
However, his survival value did not stay at the 20% after the explosion - with the unprecedented severe pain deep in his consciousness, that value was still declining rapidly.
The four broken lenses were in An Yu's hands. The white mirror was completely broken, but the black mirror with the word "noisy" engraved on it was as clear as water, reflecting his figure at the moment.
He was in so much pain that he could hardly stand. There seemed to be fire in his eyes. The survival value on the terminal quickly fell below 10%!
A piece of snowy sand suddenly surrounded poppy seeds. A few steps away, the poppies in Jiang Xiao's palm bloomed beautifully in the wind. An Yu's value suddenly stabilized at 5%, but what followed was Jiang Xiao's spirit. The power quickly dropped by 50% and the alarm sounded.
Alarms rang out, but in an instant, An Yu's 5% jumped again to 4%.
Jiang Xiao frowned, and a second poppy bloomed in his palm. The branches swayed up An Yu's palm, then his wrist, and then his arm. It hugged An Yu's body and exuded endless flower seeds.
His mental power dropped even more frighteningly. When it dropped to 33%, An Yu's survival value dropped to 3% and finally paused for a moment, then hesitantly jumped back to 4%.
The excruciating pain made An Yu lose all awareness of his surroundings. The noise was so violent that it made the world seem to fall into eternal silence.
He just stared at Jiang Xiao quietly in a hazy state.
In Area 53, when his mental power was close to 35%, Jiang Xiao's vision became blurry. But at this moment, those red eyes became more determined. It wasn't until his mental power reached the alarm level of 31% and An Yu's survival value dropped back to 3% that he finally knelt at An Yu's feet as if he couldn't hold on any longer.
But he still didn't give in. He raised his head and stared at the flower branches. Another handful of poppy seeds were scattered, and his eyes were so red that they seemed to burst.
"Crazy! Stop it!"
"You're losing control!"
Slade and Pat tried to pull him in panic, but Jiang Xiao remained motionless, raising his head as if possessed, and looking up along the flower vines until he looked into those cold red eyes.
Mental power 30%.
He whispered: "It's my pleasure."
Before his consciousness touched the abyss, a hand suddenly grabbed Jiang Xiao's neck from behind, as if to crush his bones and muscles.
The feeling of imminent death surged, the poppy branches were all cut off, and after a moment of flashing at 30%, his mental power finally stopped declining.
Jiang Xiao was unable to turn around due to the intense suffocation. He couldn't see what was suffocating him, but he could feel the cold and solemn aura.
Before completely losing consciousness, he reluctantly looked at An Yu's survival value on the terminal——
2.5%.
He stared at An Yu, as if he was back in Area 53.
Stay alive. He mouthed.
Jiang Xiao's body fell to the ground. Qin Zhilu just glanced at the terminal that rolled to the ground to confirm that he was not dead and ignored him.
He strode to An Yu, opened An Yu's hand, and took the four broken lenses one by one from his palm.
The noise in An Yu's consciousness weakened until it disappeared, and the survival value finally stopped at 2%.
The world was so quiet that his brain felt like it had been hollowed out for a moment, but then he saw the commander frowning and throwing the four broken lenses on the ground.
If the guardian breaks the promise, the black noisy mirror will take effect, and the person holding the mirror will suffer extreme noise interference.
If someone else holds the mirror, their mental strength will be greatly affected. If it is An Yu, his life will be consumed quickly.
The moment Qin Zhilu threw the broken lens on the ground, dense figures were reflected in the four black mirrors at the same time. They were all the remaining children in the orphanage, whether they were humans or aberrations, they were all contained by the mirrors.
——No one takes the shot, but everyone shares the responsibility.
Slade raised his eyebrows and said, "It seems we have no choice."
"The power of noise is different." An Yu pointed to the first mirror, "The broken lenses falling in front make very little noise, and the fourth one is the noisiest."
"Then let's hold the shot according to your mental stability." Qin Zhilu glanced at Jiang Xiao, who was completely asleep, "Slade takes the first piece, Pat the second, Fengjian the third, and the corner The fourth piece.”
Kazama hesitated: "The noise will swallow up the life in the corner. He is already on the verge of death. I am afraid that my ability cannot-"
"He also has treatment assistance." Qin Zhilu said lightly, "Don't worry."
Fengjian was stunned for a while, as if he thought of something, but seemed unbelievable, and just looked at Qin Zhilu blankly.
After the three of them held the mirror, Bai Jing's sleeping face appeared in the core of the mirror. His eyelids trembled slightly, showing signs of waking up.
At the same time, the countdown started simultaneously on the mirror of the outer ring.
"Countdown to self-destruction." An Yu looked at the mirrors and said, "This is their agreement. Once the three guardians die, the mirror will start a countdown to self-destruction. When the countdown ends, the entire orphanage will be destroyed."
Qin Zhilu stood side by side with him, "How to close it?"
"Bai Jing wakes up and can be closed." An Yu looked at Bai Jing sleeping high up, "But under the arrangement of the mirror, the countdown will end before Bai Jing wakes up."
The only way to break the situation is to activate time acceleration for Bai Jing.
An Yu lowered his eyes and looked at the last broken lens on the ground.
The fourth black mirror was the noisiest in the entire orphanage. Most of the pain he suffered just now came from this one.
But in the unprecedented pain, he also felt unprecedented control over time - as if he could easily push it to flow at super speed just by flicking it with his mind.
Whether it is one person's time or everyone's time, the concept that is considered a human creation can already be manipulated by him.
This may be fate. Every awakening will be born from great pain.
An Yu walked towards the black mirror, and the orphans were reflected in the mirror. The figures were twisting and screaming silently.
Neither humans nor freaks can bear this overwhelming noise.
He raised his eyes and looked at the commander, "Do I still have a healing department?"
"Yes." Qin Zhilu said calmly: "You also have an assistant, an assistant who is almost at full status."
Qin Zhilu took off his gloves, folded the fingers of his hands, palms together, and placed them on his chest.
It was a familiar gesture.
A white candle is held in the palm of the hand, the candlelight dances, and the white smoke quietly lingers, which is richer than when burning for Chen Nian.
They were majestic and gentle, and instantly captured Qin Zhilu and An Yu in them.
Fengjian said in a daze: "Law..."
Qin Zhilu lowered his dark eyes and stared at his palm. Two vines protruded from his palm. Poppies bloomed instantly on the dark vines. The petals were so red that they were almost dark black. The endless vines gently wrapped around An Yu's wrist. , limbs, waist and abdomen, upwards in a circle, until it fully embraces him.
An Yu stood opposite him, staring quietly into those black eyes, as if he were in front of a third broken mirror.
He didn't know when Qin Zhilu took the initiative to obtain the genes of Chen Nian and Jiang Xiao, but he knew that this was no accidental strategy - maybe as early as when he had just stepped into the orphanage, everyone was separated, and the superior asked him inexplicably for more time. When I came into contact with some deformed children, I was already looking for available wet nurse genes.
On the terminal, his survival value quickly rebounded and was close to full.
Qin Zhilu looked at the black mirror on the ground and said, "Pick it up."
"Don't cower in the face of pain. Even if you don't see the end, you must carry on with the pain. Open a way forward for those behind you."
The voice was serious and gentle, "I promised that nothing would happen to you."
An Yu looked at the officer in front of him quietly.
The candle burns the chief's life.
The commander's will flows in the branches and vines.
But that look told him that this was not to serve as an assistant, but to protect and embrace him with everything he had.
In this world, every life is so powerless that it is difficult to protect oneself, let alone protect others.
Just like Bai Jing is unable to protect everything he wants to protect, his obsession will only bring disaster to more people.
But fortunately, Qin Zhilu is okay.
No matter how dark the world slides into, his promise always seems to be valid.
An Yu stood in a trance in the swirling white smoke for a while.
