What the hell is this! What is this white thing! ! "Someone fired a shot and there was no feedback.
All defensive equipment is ineffective against him! Even the submachine gun was chopped off by him! "
-This man is a monster! Monster! ! quick! "
They screamed and chased, wolfish as hell,
Facing this group of outsiders who tried to launch a virus war, Su Mingan didn't have the same good face as he did towards Zhao Weidong.
The extreme contrast between good and evil in human nature is extremely obvious in these two groups of people.
Just before he was about to chop off a person's head, a middle-aged man with a shaggy beard knelt down towards him and began to cry and repent, just like the three-piece set of sinners in a detective film who confess and atone for their sins:
Please! Please, let me go, don't kill me, we are all for this world, and we just want peace. Looking at this man's appearance, Su Mingan laughed, and the blade kept falling from his hand,·
La! "
The middle-aged man's head rolled to the ground, with fear in his eyes. Su Mingan flicked his blade, drawing a crescent-shaped blood stain on the ground.
You must have said the same thing to a little girl with purple hair," Su Mingan said to the corpse, "For world peace,"
But when they stabbed her with the scalpel,
Have you ever heard her cry?
He put away the knife and continued walking towards the underground laboratory. The white tentacles were like giant scales, sucking people into pieces. This cruel method of death shocked a large number of researchers who were greedy for life and afraid of death. They fled out of town weeping,
The further down he went, the more he seemed to hear a girl's cry for help. The girl who had been looking at sleep and was always afraid of pain seemed to be saying to him from a distance, "Finally, you came to save me," Su Ming'an remembered. , Yuan Shuangshuang died at night. If it was daytime now, the door of the underground laboratory was unlocked. He chopped down the guard and Rui opened the door. Twisted, gray-white pipes were all around, and the view was right. In the center is a familiar, white bed tied with pipes.
"Dip, drip."
The display with beating fold lines was still making crisp sounds, one after another, maintaining the girl's thin life.
The purple-haired girl was quietly on the bed, with a diary in her hand. Her body was covered with tubes, her body was covered with spots and broken skin, and her limbs were as thin as dry spider legs.
But her eyes were still moving. He saw her still alive.
But what stopped Su Ming'an was a young man with black hair sitting beside her bed, reading a story to her.
1. We must firmly believe in the world of revelation. Even if all the angels in heaven come down to tell me that things are different, I will not doubt my belief in every syllable of the text. Instead, I will close my eyes and ears, because They're not worth my seeing or hearing,'"
The young man's expression is gentle but not depressed. He sits elegantly, leaning forward slightly, slowly thinking about the book on his lap, and his posture is close but not offensive:
"All loyal believers have the ability to close their eyes and ears and disdain things that are not worth seeing or hearing, and the reason why they can be steadfast and unswerving comes from this"
He was reading and suddenly closed the book,
Luther's words may explain why you people have ended up here." Su Hao turned his head and looked at Su Mingan who was standing at the door: "Are you surprised, why am I faster than you? "
He is sitting next to the hospital bed. Su Liang in Praia is very close to Yuan Shuangshuang for several generations. It is not surprising that you have a skill similar to a clone," Su Mingan said,
Seeing Su Ming'an approaching, Yuan Shuangshuang's eyes swayed slightly. She was a little suspicious of who he was and why he was here. She turned her head, revealing her extremely short hair that was made to facilitate the experiment.
She seemed not to want to be seen, her body subconsciously shrank back, but she couldn't move and could only make a slight sound.
[...My test results are all broken skin, my penis is also blackened, and it doesn’t look good. The spots on my body are so disgusting. I look like a monster. Is it really no different? 】【Xiao Ai suddenly said, I don’t have to insist anymore, I can have a good sleep.】Who are you? She said: "Are you... Xiao Ai?" Are you coming... to let me sleep? "
I'm not Xiao Ai," Su Mingan said.
Su Ming'an, let's make a deal," Su Liang put his hand on the book cover: "You and Kuboer each have their own [energy], right? Since you both have energy,
Give me a copy, and in exchange, I will not prevent you from obtaining the authority of the Black Crow. In this way, we can both satisfy the three elements of becoming a god - we can become gods together. "
His hand moved forward slightly, approaching Yuan Shuangshuang's arm embroidered with crows, which was her black bird crow authority.
He is using this as a threat. If Su Ming'an didn't agree to him, he might kill her,
To seize her black crow authority by force,
You want to become a god so much, do you want to stay in Bendi? "Su Ming'an said how is it possible?" Su Hao smiled: "I just want to see the strength of the gods in this world,"
Su Mingan glanced at Ying Bo'er, wanting to hear her thoughts.
Burr's eyes moved slightly,
Okay, my energy. You can take it," she said to Su Qi. "Come out with me. This basement is too narrow and difficult to transfer. "
Can I trust your character, Player One? "Su Piao looked at Su Ming'an:
She doesn't want to make me up and give you the chance to become a god first, right? "
you go. "Su Mingan said.
He didn't know what Sibor was going to do. She should have her own thoughts.
Su Liang and Boer left,
Just when Su Mingan was about to speak, she saw Yuan Shuangshuang closing her eyes.
"It's so noisy, you guys," she said: "That man named Su kept reading stories to me that I couldn't understand. I even said I didn't want to hear them anymore. He also kept chanting them, like preaching. Su Ming'an always felt that Yuan Shuangshuang This comment seems familiar, as if someone has said the same to him...
I like pictures. "I'm fine." Yuan Shuang blinked: "Just now, there was so much noise outside, and I heard screams. What... did you do?" "
No one will come to persecute you, those researchers are no longer here," Su Mingan said. She breathed a sigh of relief, and her delicate little face full of broken skin broke out into a smile, as if she was relieved.
Then you taught us, you are a good person," her eyelashes moved: "Good person, can you promise me that from now on, you will not have any more children like me, and it will be so painful? "
Sure enough, still, can’t it? "As she spoke, she suddenly vomited blood.
I really want to...I really want to wear more dresses. I really want to eat chicken wings... But I can't put on any clothes anymore. I vomit whenever I eat...
I don't care about world peace, I'm just so sleepy, so sleepy... - It hurts. I just don't want to be called a monster, but I seem to have really turned into a monster in the end.
Are these Earthbenders monsters themselves, or are they researchers? What about forcing them to become monsters? "
She took a breath, and looked at his pale face with the light in the room, which was full of red threads but looked extremely clear, as if dancing on the stained glass,
On the ground, the deformity seems to have become a kind of beauty. The contrast between the appearance and the inside is like the intertwined ice and fire. The deformed bones and her rotting flesh are mixed together, creating an intertwined contrast.
Such a child is as simple as a piece of paper
—What could turn such a blank piece of paper into the monster-like shape it is today?
Yuan Shuangshuang stared at him,
She seemed to be taking everything in, remembering the last scene before her,
She is so in love with the world, looking at the world,
After a while, she closed her eyes little by little and said good night," Su Ming'an said,
…Good night. she said softly.
This man didn't mind being a monster and even talked to her. He was different from the man who came in out of nowhere and read her a story for a long time.
Although I don’t know who the person in front of the bed is, he is very gentle.
I hope that children like her can meet such gentle people in the future.
No need to be like her.
Too bitter.
too.
[I don’t understand what “death” is. 】【Close your eyes, it won't hurt. Is there anything better than this? 】Her time has come,
The time of her death was exactly the same as what was recorded in her diary.
With her eyes closed, she looked even more beautiful than when she was alive, and the blood at the corner of her mouth was like spilled red wine.
The bloody crow on her arm turned into a bracelet, floating in the air like a sparkling gem.
[(Yuan Shuangshuang) is dead,] [You can get (Black Crow Power)] Maybe Xiao Ai gave Su Mingan a chance, but she didn't come to grab the power.
This is his last step away from the gods,
Su Ming'an reached out towards the black authority, but the one who stopped him with one hand was Xi Boer who rushed back. Her face was obviously much older, her white hair was dry, her skin was wrinkled, and even her lips looked shriveled.
Obviously, she did not choose to give her energy to Su.
Have you... sacrificed your life force again? "Su Mingan said that I can't let a guy I don't trust become a god," Burr said. "In order to get rid of him, I can only do this. It doesn't matter, this reincarnation is about to end, and my vitality will come back.
Is he dead? "
Not dead, what did he say? It was like repaying your respect for Playa Light Knight, and then he disappeared. "She said he really said that?" Su Mingan said: "I hope he doesn't have a stupid ultimate move. If he can An An is assigned to the end of the copy, and I will be happy to write him a letter of thanks,"
Burr did not press the topic. She moved her gaze and stared at the black crow authority floating on Yuan Shuangshuang's body. She stared at the authority steadily, her eyes like a hot grating stuck to it.
Su Ming'an, I can see that you are not a good person, and your evil views are quite immodest." She said: "People like you can become a god after meeting the conditions, so the gods we have always believed in will be counted. What? "
In this final moment,
She actually asked the same question as Chief Feng at the time,
The way of thinking between her and her brother, which had been separated for a long time, suddenly became similar.
It doesn't matter whether the one who blesses people is a good god or an evil god, right? "Su Ming'an said, does it matter whether you are awake or asleep, calm or crazy? Our survival,
More legitimate than any reason, the distinction between good and evil, the oldest and most illusory,
Nothing matters,
Maybe we have already gone crazy, just like a few days ago, we have fallen into a beautiful illusion, thinking that we have successfully reached this point, including reincarnation, but so what?
Weak people, hopeless people, greedy people, selfish people... are powerless to do many things. All they can do is comfort themselves. What they pursue is the freedom of spiritual treasures and the lack of regrets at the end of the road, not A perfect ending. "
Burr," he continued, "we have achieved, all within our power, all. "
Siboer raised her eyelids and swayed slightly, and the tears that had been accumulated for a long time since she saw the apocalypse in the outside world fell down.
There was a slight hoarse sound in her throat, but she couldn't say a word. Her fingers moved, and her whole body was covered with paint.
Just living freely is enough,
—As long as we live, it’s enough,
She slowly let go of her hand on Su Ming'an's arm, and a smile filled her wrinkled and slightly aged face.
Tears filled.
She was scarred for this world,
But I sleep with tears and my heart is filled with blood,
No matter how well-intentioned or malicious they are -" She stared into Su Mingan's eyes, as if she saw her own reflection.
She spoke slowly, word by word
— Or how are we considered “heretics?”
According to legend, during the reign of Charles II, the Tower of London was flooded with water and caused a disaster.
There was an ancient prophecy - "Once the ravens fly away, the Tower of London will collapse, and England will suffer misfortune." The monarchs of Scotland throughout the ages have regarded ravens as a symbol of the rise and fall of the country's fortunes. In order to ensure that they become the permanent symbol of the London Tower, Residents, these ravens had part of their flight feathers clipped to avoid the fulfillment of the prophecy.
Ravens whose flight feathers have been clipped cannot travel far. They live in towers day and night and have become a part of the tourism industry. They lose the freedom to travel far away for imperial purposes, which makes the country's glory.
So, in Bendi,
Who killed the raven in the tower?
Is it the curse eruptor driven by the desire to survive, the castle researcher with a dark heart for profit, the kind-hearted outsider who does bad things with good intentions, the young tribe leader trying to hide the truth, or the god who wants to destroy living beings to change the era?
Or...
Those who are good at rejecting aliens, those who refuse to accept reason, those who cut off their own feathers,
Humanity itself?
The one who needs to wear the object lock is the player at the top of the list who seems to be "unstable".
Or are they ordinary people who have been tricked and driven crazy?
Who killed the raven in the tower?
Who killed humanity itself?
[Perfect clearance progress: 99%]
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