When Calvin spoke of that strange dream, or rather, a world where there was no "Calvin," he seemed quite calm.

"We're all people who shouldn't exist Red Deer, and that's probably why...... Why we are attracted to each other. That's why I made that request. ”

Calvin was on his way back to the safe house from the bar and made that plan with Red Deer in a relaxed mood.

Remembering what he had brought up to Red Deer, Calvin smiled bitterly.

"I'm a pretty over-the-top person, aren't I?"

"No, Calvin, the two of us are only together because I love you and you are in love with me, that's all. ”

Red Deer kissed Calvin's wet eyes, and he sweetly held Calvin's cheek and whispered to him.

"And any of your demands from me is not excessive......"

What's more, you also made a promise to me.

Red Deer whispered in his heart.

I'm afraid even Calvin himself didn't know what he promised Red Deer.

And the red deer was overjoyed and excited.

……

The next day, the City of Angels still had near-perfect good weather.

The temperature of the sun is just right, and the sky is as blue as a freshly wiped gem. If it weren't for the Joshua turmoil, many would have chosen to sunbathe in their backyard with sunscreen or take their dog and kids on a small beach vacation. But the reality is that, right now, the only options left for those who remain here are dilapidated, devastated urban areas and mountains of foul-smelling rotting corpses.

With the onset of the heat, the number of "madmen" who had lost their basic sanity due to Joshua's power became more and more scarce, and many of them lost their lives like their victims a few days earlier, and even the strongest of them could barely maintain a state of hobbling in the shadows.

On the other hand, one after another, there are some people who ...... Survivors who had narrowly escaped the chaos and stocked up on basic water in their homes began to scramble out of their shelters in fear, struggling to find basic survival supplies in the rubble.

Of course, many more are just searching in vain, with extreme horror, for their relatives and friends who were previously separated in the chaos. As far as they are concerned, the most hateful people are probably the Advent madmen, and once the survivors find those few madmen who are still active, they will instantly rush forward and torture them to death with a cruelty unimaginable in civilized society.

This situation is in stark contrast to the first part of the chaos that began.

Jon is undoubtedly the most typical of the survivors.

Before the chaos began, Jon had always felt like he was just the most ordinary person. She has a certain level of dyslexia, which made her middle school years quite difficult, but that doesn't stop her from having a career as a fitness instructor, a loving boyfriend (but the two of them have never been able to agree on marriage), and two children who are sometimes angels and sometimes little devils.

Neither she nor her boyfriend really believed in Adventism, they just knew about the damn sect.

But their nanny, the Brazilian woman with a kind smile, they called her Maria...... Mary was a largely devout Adventist.

So Mary went mad like that.

Until now, Jon doesn't quite remember what happened that day. All she knew was that Mary had lifted Damira up in front of her and threw her onto the marble fireplace.

The little child left a stain of bright red blood on the snow-white marble.

Before Damira died, Christina had been killed by Maria, the child's mouth was stuffed with pudding, jelly, and all kinds of colorful snacks, his face had turned a strange fuchsia, and his hairy head was hanging on the back of the baby chair.

["Mrs...... Wife...... The two of them had been arguing...... I can't take it anymore...... Wife...... They're quiet now......"]

Jon could even recall Mary standing up slowly and looking back at what she had said.

The woman's eyes were wide open, and their pupils were dark and deep.

…… By the time Jon could react, Maria had been strangled to death by her.

She scratched and scratched at the woman's corpse, using all her strength.

And just when she finally thought about calling the police, she saw through the window how her neighbor was using a lawn mower to cut his fingers into pieces......

The police call is always busy.

And her boyfriend never came back after that day.

Jon doesn't know what's going on with him, she prays for him, but there's nothing she can do.

She falls unprepared for a real human purgatory, and this time there are no heroes to save them, as in the movies.

She ended up surviving on Damira and Christina's canned baby food (she cried as she ate it, it was so unpalatable that she would never blame the two children for making a lot of noise while eating, and then she would remember that her own baby was dead).

And as she began to go out with some of her companions, she saw an Advent cultist wandering.

It was a man who had been very athletic, and Jon had greeted him several times while jogging.

I have to say that it was a handsome man, very attractive, but at this time he looked dozens of pounds thinner than Jon remembered, his lips were cracked, his skin was blistered by a lot of burns, and he had only a pair of underwear on his body, which was already hanging on his feet and neck. Because of this, everyone saw the deep wounds on his body, and the pendant that belonged to the Adventists who were fastened around his neck like a dog chain.

This man looked so pitiful......

But the moment Jon saw the other party, the bright red blood stains on the marble fireplace seemed to suddenly appear in front of her, and the next moment, Jon pounced.

The man was easily knocked to the ground by them.

He was weak and bruised.

Someone sprinkled gasoline on him, an important substance they had just turned out of the family's basement, but no one stopped the black woman's actions. The woman's husband was dragged out of his house that night by a group of agitated madmen and burned to death in the backyard of his house because of the color of his skin.

"Burn him...... We should burn him...... It's like they burned my husband......"

The woman giggled and kept whispering nervously.

For a moment, Jon felt as if someone had suddenly pressed the pause button.

She looked back and glanced at the woman.

She felt that she and the woman, and the man on the ground, had gone mad.

But in the next second, Christie's little fuchsia face would come to mind.

["Madam, I want them to be quiet......"]

"Matches, baby, our matches. ”

Mary's voice overlapped with that of a black woman.

Jon came back to his senses and remembered that she had found a box of matches, and the small square box was in her pocket.

"Let me find out—"

Jon lowered his head and pulled the box of matches out of a pile of small bits and pieces, and handed it to his companion.

But the other party did not answer.

"What's wrong?"

Jon looked up at her strangely, and she noticed that the other person was blankly looking over her shoulder, looking somewhere behind her.

She looked like she had been drained of her soul, unable to move.

Jon subconsciously followed her gaze, looked back, and then, like his companion, froze completely.

As Calvin stretched his wings and slowly walked down the streets laden with blood, human tissue, and all sorts of construction waste, the men were on the verge of rushing up - anyone who had been harmed by the Advent would probably not be able to accept the presence of the winged "angel" in front of them.

They thought Calvin was one of those madmen (after all, in the midst of the chaos, they had seen many people lose their minds and try to become one of their horrible Sons).

But when the pathetic and pitiful survivors rushed to Calvin's face, they all stopped.

"God......"

They stared blankly at Calvin's glowing face and the large, white wings behind him, and whispered in alarm.

They can only sigh so simply.

The hatred and darkness that had filled their minds before all turned into confusion, amazement, incredulity and trembling at this moment.

Yes, the moment anyone sees Calvin, they will realize that Calvin is different.

The Son and miracles that the Adventists had preached for years were pale to Calvin at this moment as a clumsy joke.

Iel, the child of light, is the only angel who walks the world.

No human language can describe Calvin's holiness and holiness at this moment. He is a miracle, a grace, a light.

Such an "angel" finally appeared in the city like a hell on earth, and everyone's brains fell into a brief blank...... No one could deny the throbbing in their hearts when they saw Calvin.

It is not even an emotional change, but a physiological touch, from the most primitive human instincts......

But here's where the most ridiculous and paradoxical thing is – Calvin is as good as the Adventists advertised, like a miracle.

But it was the Adventists who made everyone's lives fall apart in an instant and turn into madness and bloody hell.

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